Rain and Tears

    It was cold. And the rain didn't help either. Allen was back in London, to collect innocence. But it had turned out there was no innocence after all. Allen was walking back to Head Quarters when all of a sudden he saw a man walk into an alley. Normally Allen would have ignored him, but this wasn't an ordinary man. That man was Kanda.

    Kanda had been dead for three months now, but Allen knew for sure it was him. For when the man had turned and walked down the alley, Allen had seen long blue hair clinging to his back. "What t-that can't be Kanda. No Kanda's dead...right?" Allen couldn't decide whether or not to follow the strange man. The clock tower rang. It was getting late and Allen needed to make up his mind now. So he followed the man.

    As Allen walked down the cold dark alley he couldn't see the man anymore. No the man had gotten far ahead while Allen had been thinking. "Dammit! I can't lose him now, I'm to close to finding out the truth." As Allen finished these words the alley opened up into a small room. At least. it looked like a room but the walls were just buildings to close together. Allen looked all around him but didn't see the man or anything for that matter. That's when he heard the soft cling of a sword.

    "Kanda is that you? Where are you, I know you're here." Allen's voice echoed in the small room. But no one answered. Just that oh to familiar sound of a Katana  coming out of it's case. "Please Kanda," Allen started, "come back to Head Quarters. I don't know what happened to you, we thought you were dead. But you're alive I found you here so you must be alive!" All of a sudden a sword swished through the air behind Allen almost cutting him. Allen spun around in alarm. "What the, Kanda why are you trying to kill me?" Allen could feel tears coming. Dammit he thought, I can't cry now not with Kanda at least 4 feet away from me.

    "I don't need you anymore. I'm not going back and your not going to tell anyone what you've seen here today you got that!" Kanda's voice was different, almost like someone who had been crying to much. "Why won't you come back to us Kanda! And why can't I tell anyone about you...?" Kanda set down his Katana for a second and walked over to Allen. "Because if I came back," Kanda whispered in Allen's ear. Slurring ever word, "then I would have to deal with you." Allen couldn't believe what Kanda was saying! "S-so it's all my fault?" Allen asked barely able to speak. "Yes you're the reason I left. And now you will forget all about me." "No! I won't forget about you I will tell everyone about this and you're going to come back!"

    "Fine I didn't want to kill you Allen Walker but I see I have no choice." Kanda picked up his Katana. Then he turned to Allen. Poor Allen was still in shock from everything he had heard. Which left him defenseless. And Kanda struck.

    The blood was rushing fast from where Kanda stabbed Allen. But Allen didn't notice he just stared at Kanda. "Why...Kanda." Allen asked his face pale from all the blood loss. "Because you wouldn't promise me you would keep this a secret Allen. That's why. And now nobody will ever find me." Kanda took the blade from Allen's stomach and watched as the young boy fell to the ground. There was a light thump and Allen landed on the cold wet concrete. Allen was crying silent tears as Kanda bent over and touched the wound he had created in the boy's stomach.

    "Kanda please don't go..." Allen was clinging to Kanda's long cloak. "Let go. I though you would be dead by now." Kanda didn't want to see his friend's pained look so he forcefully got Allen's hand off. "Goodbye...Allen. And die in peace please." With these words Allen lost his breath. And he died. Died crying, and begging. He wasn't crying and begging to be spared. Oh no, he was crying for his friend. The friend he couldn't save, and now he was going to die with regret.