End Factor Chapter 3
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Warnings: language, possible typoes, UNBETA'D
A/N: holy shit…how long ago haven't I updated this? But it's a bit longer…well longer than the last chapter…thank you all for reviewing! It help me get this done!
Enjoy!
Chapter 3 - Start
"That brat, wait till I get my hands on him," Cross grumbled to himself as he made his way down the hall and towards an emergency exit. His stupid nephew made one big mess of his plans and now he was left to clean it up. "Those assholes know what he looks like, shit this is going to be bad."
He was always an anonymous buyer when he purchased any Amyl on auction. An anonymous buyer who had yet to pay his bills that was. He had everything planned out perfectly and had never gotten caught but now…Allen might possibly blown his cover. They could track him by using the Allen but luckily he got rid of most of the evidence. He grinned as he gripped the suitcase filled with money in his hands.
That was just apart of it. The ticket they used to get in was one and that was tucked away in some ignorant rich fool's pocket. That ensured that all purchases he made would not be traced back to him nor would he have to pay for anything. Since all purchases was tracked by the ticket number. Ah it pays to be an expert on underground dealings.
"I got to get out of here before anyone notices," he grinned when he saw the emergency exit up ahead.
Seriously, it was way too easy.
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Allen reached his apartment in record time. He managed to avoid running into people on the way there thanks to the cloaking function on the watch Lavi gave him for his birthday/Christmas present last year.
"Don't worry I'll get you the help you need," he whispered to the bundle in his arms. The Amyl was so light that he felt as if he might crush him if he held him any tighter. He reached into his back pocket, taking out his card key. Then he quickly raised it to the scanner and the door slid open. He adjusted the Amyl in his hands and entered, making sure that he locked the door afterwards.
"Lights," he called out and just as he did the lights turned on, illuminating the hall.
The raven haired Amyl stirred in his grasp as if he was having a nightmare and Allen hugged him closer as he hurried to the bedroom. His bedroom was the last room in the house and was all the way at the back. It was that far because he liked his privacy unlike a certain exhibitionist redhead he knew. God he was stilled scarred from walking in on his uncle banging some chick in the front room of his house. It was a very graphic scene that left his poor mind in shambles. He shuddered as the memory tried to resurface and shook his head to rid it.
By now he had the Amyl in a bed in one of his guest rooms. He wanted to let him stay in his room but he felt it would be better to let him rest in a separate room. The Amyl was still naked and he searched his wardrobe for something that would match the youth. He scanned through different outfits on a clear screen that seemed to materialize in the air and chose a simple light blue pajama that he purchased recently. After selecting the outfit on the screen he tapped the download button. Right after he touched download, a lime green glow appeared under the raven on the bed. The light went from down to up as if it was scanning the youth. Then its glow changed to red and it scanned back down, this time slower. The clothes he selected appeared on the youth when the scan was completed.
"Have a nice rest," Allen tapped something on the screen and it disappeared. The lights dimmed until it went out. "I'll be in the next room if you need me." He hesitated for a while but then he worked up the courage to place a kiss in the Amyl's forehead. "I'm so glad I found you."
After one last longing glance he left, leaving the raven to his rest. He wanted to call Lavi right away because he was sure he would need his help. Lavi was a certified specialist when it came to intergalactic health and he wanted him to look at the raven to see if anything was amiss. He needed to make sure that there wasn't anything wrong with the Amyl and so help him god if there was. Those damn people who imprisoned him would pay dearly with their lives.
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He felt comfortable…completely opposite of how he felt some time ago. Golden eyes opened to stare upward, unblinkingly at the ceiling. 'Where am I?' He remembered being tortured, drugged and humiliated. But not this. Not this warmth that felt as if it would protect him from everything that attempted to hurt him. It didn't make any sense. Where was he?
Then it came back. Eyes. A pair of translucent gray eyes. So clear and breathtakingly beautiful that they reminded him of the skies of his home planet. They were so worried when they focused on him. Who did they belong to? His memory was so hazy.
"Your eyes…are pretty."
The voice from his memory, it belonged to a child. It was the person with the crystalline gray eyes but they looked so much different. The eyes he recalled was much more mature but the ones he remembered were huge and round. Could they be the same person?
"It's my turn to save you."
The voice sounded so sure and confident but he was beyond saving. No one could save him from the fate that he was left to shoulder. He tried to sit up but there was something wrapped around his waist, holding him in place. 'What the?' He touched the 'thing' feeling warmth. 'A hand?' The hand around his waist connected to a body that he had no idea who it was. Without warning he pushed the person off and got out of the bed, glaring bloody murder on the white haired guy on the floor.
Allen was having a very nice dream that was until he was rudely awaken by the sensation of having his face plastered against cold metal. He groaned as he picked himself off the freezing floor, trying to figure out what was going on and how the hell he ended up on the ground when he was supposed to be in his bed. He paused in mid-thought…no not his bed, the Amyl's bed. He had returned to the raven haired Amyl's room later in the night as he didn't want to leave the youth alone.
"Who are you?"
At the sound of another person's voice Allen looked up. His gaze caught the Amyl's and his breath hitched. He was staring into the golden depths of the boy who haunted his dreams ever since their first encounter. 'He's awake.' Was the only thing that seemed to be running through his mind. That wan how beautiful the boy, no young man looked.
The Amyl in turn was shocked speechless at his gray eyes. They were the eyes he remembered. 'It's that boy from so long ago…'
"…you're that brat that almost got done in," he said the words slowly as if not wanting to believe them.
Allen nodded and he smile. "Yeah and you saved me. If it wasn't for you I'd be dead now," he got up, wanting to get closer to the Amyl but not wanting to scare him. "I never got a chance to thank you back then, so thanks for saving me." He extended his right hand. "I'm Allen Walker, pleased to finally meet you again."
Gold eyes watched the hand but the Amyl made no move to take it. Instead he crossed his hands across his chest.
"I'm Kanda," he replied as his eyes returned to its deep chocolate colour.
Allen retracted his hand but he still had the smile on his face. He didn't mind that Kanda didn't shake his hand. At least he got his name.
"So Kanda, I always wanted to know, why are your eyes gold?" he asked as he took a seat on the soft bed. "I know a bit about Amyl's and no other Amyls can change their eye colour to gold. Why is it that your eyes can change to gold?"
Kanda didn't think it was his business but there was something compelling him to explain it to him. It felt as if he owed him the courtesy to tell him why, so he did.
"It's how I sense danger," Kanda said frankly.
Gray eyes blinked in confusion. "Really?" Maybe he needed to brush up on his Amyl History. He never read anything about eyes turning gold during danger in any of the books the library has on the Amyls.
"Only my eyes can change," Kanda continued. He watched Allen closely, not wanting to get any closer to the young man. "You're a half right?"
"Yeah, my mom was human," Allen replied with a sad smile. "I never met her though but it's okay." He fell back on the bed and look up at the ceiling. "So what about your parents?"
"They're dead," Kanda replied simply. "This damn place killed them."
The silence that descended on the room was almost deafening. Allen didn't know what to say to that. While growing up he believed that the Earth was a life saver as they rescued the Amyls, but the stigma the Amyls went through made him wonder if what was written were really true. Did the Earth save the Amyls or did they invade their planet? He needed to know the truth.
"Kanda, how old are you?" he asked after a while. "I'm sixty six in earth years."
"Ninety three."
Allen did the math in his head. It had been about seventy three years since the Amyls came to Earth so it was possible that Kanda was born during that time. He lived on Crizon before coming to Earth so that meant he would have a personal view on what happened. There were so many questions he wanted to ask but at the same time he didn't want to ask them. He wanted to know but if it turned out to be bad he didn't want Kanda to relive the pain. So he would keep his curiosity to himself.
"Aren't you going to ask about what really happened?" the question Kanda asked seemed to catch him off guard. "That's the reason you asked for my age right?"
'Really perceptive,' Allen sat up, turning to face Kanda who was now sitting at the other end of the queen size bed. "I don't want to force you to tell me. I'll wait. Besides we got tons of time, you'll be staying here with me."
Kanda suddenly got up. "No I'm not."
Allen was sure he was hearing wrong. "Wait what?" he got up following after Kanda who left the room. "Kanda wait!" 'He's not staying? Then where is he going to go?'
The place looked so unfamiliar to Kanda and he had no idea where to go, but he continued walking as he didn't want Allen to catch up to him. 'I have to get back to everyone. How long was I separated from them?' He needed to find out where his comrades were and get back to them. As thankful as he was to Allen he couldn't let him get involved any further with him. It would cause problems.
"Kanda! Please wait!" Allen was still on his tail.
"Stop following me moyashi," god the house was big. Kanda didn't know where to turn. Allen's voice seemed far away and muffled as if he was searching the place room by room for him.
Kanda made a right turn, seeing a lone door at the end of the hall. 'That must leads to outside.' He wasted no time running towards the door. 'Sorry Allen, I don't to involve you.'
"Kanda!"
He heard Allen's voice coming up behind him and touched the door. Just as he was about to open it, it opened by itself. He stood shocked to see a buff redhead blocking his way. The redhead didn't look surprised to see him, instead he just smirked.
"So brat, did my nephew take good care of you?" Cross's smirk widened.
Kanda frowned. Did he hear right? "He's your nephew?"
Allen chose that moment to show up. He rested his hands on his thighs as he tried to catch his breath. "Finally found you," he looked up surprised to see Cross at his door. "Cross, what are you doing here?"
"I've got something to tell you," Cross's expression was playful but his eyes were dead serious and Allen could tell, what Cross had to say would no doubt change what he thought was the truth.
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A/N: Oh damn this took forever to be written, no lie….but it's done and I'm happy. I'm sure you all are happy too right? Well then, let's hope the other one finishes on time, man who am I kidding? Not making any promises my dear readers but I'm working on it k. R&R dear fans~ ya kno ya wanna~
Ja na
Kaos
Warnings: language, possible typoes, UNBETA'D
A/N: holy shit…how long ago haven't I updated this? But it's a bit longer…well longer than the last chapter…thank you all for reviewing! It help me get this done!
Enjoy!
Chapter 3 - Start
"That brat, wait till I get my hands on him," Cross grumbled to himself as he made his way down the hall and towards an emergency exit. His stupid nephew made one big mess of his plans and now he was left to clean it up. "Those assholes know what he looks like, shit this is going to be bad."
He was always an anonymous buyer when he purchased any Amyl on auction. An anonymous buyer who had yet to pay his bills that was. He had everything planned out perfectly and had never gotten caught but now…Allen might possibly blown his cover. They could track him by using the Allen but luckily he got rid of most of the evidence. He grinned as he gripped the suitcase filled with money in his hands.
That was just apart of it. The ticket they used to get in was one and that was tucked away in some ignorant rich fool's pocket. That ensured that all purchases he made would not be traced back to him nor would he have to pay for anything. Since all purchases was tracked by the ticket number. Ah it pays to be an expert on underground dealings.
"I got to get out of here before anyone notices," he grinned when he saw the emergency exit up ahead.
Seriously, it was way too easy.
~…~…~…~…~…~…~
Allen reached his apartment in record time. He managed to avoid running into people on the way there thanks to the cloaking function on the watch Lavi gave him for his birthday/Christmas present last year.
"Don't worry I'll get you the help you need," he whispered to the bundle in his arms. The Amyl was so light that he felt as if he might crush him if he held him any tighter. He reached into his back pocket, taking out his card key. Then he quickly raised it to the scanner and the door slid open. He adjusted the Amyl in his hands and entered, making sure that he locked the door afterwards.
"Lights," he called out and just as he did the lights turned on, illuminating the hall.
The raven haired Amyl stirred in his grasp as if he was having a nightmare and Allen hugged him closer as he hurried to the bedroom. His bedroom was the last room in the house and was all the way at the back. It was that far because he liked his privacy unlike a certain exhibitionist redhead he knew. God he was stilled scarred from walking in on his uncle banging some chick in the front room of his house. It was a very graphic scene that left his poor mind in shambles. He shuddered as the memory tried to resurface and shook his head to rid it.
By now he had the Amyl in a bed in one of his guest rooms. He wanted to let him stay in his room but he felt it would be better to let him rest in a separate room. The Amyl was still naked and he searched his wardrobe for something that would match the youth. He scanned through different outfits on a clear screen that seemed to materialize in the air and chose a simple light blue pajama that he purchased recently. After selecting the outfit on the screen he tapped the download button. Right after he touched download, a lime green glow appeared under the raven on the bed. The light went from down to up as if it was scanning the youth. Then its glow changed to red and it scanned back down, this time slower. The clothes he selected appeared on the youth when the scan was completed.
"Have a nice rest," Allen tapped something on the screen and it disappeared. The lights dimmed until it went out. "I'll be in the next room if you need me." He hesitated for a while but then he worked up the courage to place a kiss in the Amyl's forehead. "I'm so glad I found you."
After one last longing glance he left, leaving the raven to his rest. He wanted to call Lavi right away because he was sure he would need his help. Lavi was a certified specialist when it came to intergalactic health and he wanted him to look at the raven to see if anything was amiss. He needed to make sure that there wasn't anything wrong with the Amyl and so help him god if there was. Those damn people who imprisoned him would pay dearly with their lives.
~…~…~…~…~…~…~
He felt comfortable…completely opposite of how he felt some time ago. Golden eyes opened to stare upward, unblinkingly at the ceiling. 'Where am I?' He remembered being tortured, drugged and humiliated. But not this. Not this warmth that felt as if it would protect him from everything that attempted to hurt him. It didn't make any sense. Where was he?
Then it came back. Eyes. A pair of translucent gray eyes. So clear and breathtakingly beautiful that they reminded him of the skies of his home planet. They were so worried when they focused on him. Who did they belong to? His memory was so hazy.
"Your eyes…are pretty."
The voice from his memory, it belonged to a child. It was the person with the crystalline gray eyes but they looked so much different. The eyes he recalled was much more mature but the ones he remembered were huge and round. Could they be the same person?
"It's my turn to save you."
The voice sounded so sure and confident but he was beyond saving. No one could save him from the fate that he was left to shoulder. He tried to sit up but there was something wrapped around his waist, holding him in place. 'What the?' He touched the 'thing' feeling warmth. 'A hand?' The hand around his waist connected to a body that he had no idea who it was. Without warning he pushed the person off and got out of the bed, glaring bloody murder on the white haired guy on the floor.
Allen was having a very nice dream that was until he was rudely awaken by the sensation of having his face plastered against cold metal. He groaned as he picked himself off the freezing floor, trying to figure out what was going on and how the hell he ended up on the ground when he was supposed to be in his bed. He paused in mid-thought…no not his bed, the Amyl's bed. He had returned to the raven haired Amyl's room later in the night as he didn't want to leave the youth alone.
"Who are you?"
At the sound of another person's voice Allen looked up. His gaze caught the Amyl's and his breath hitched. He was staring into the golden depths of the boy who haunted his dreams ever since their first encounter. 'He's awake.' Was the only thing that seemed to be running through his mind. That wan how beautiful the boy, no young man looked.
The Amyl in turn was shocked speechless at his gray eyes. They were the eyes he remembered. 'It's that boy from so long ago…'
"…you're that brat that almost got done in," he said the words slowly as if not wanting to believe them.
Allen nodded and he smile. "Yeah and you saved me. If it wasn't for you I'd be dead now," he got up, wanting to get closer to the Amyl but not wanting to scare him. "I never got a chance to thank you back then, so thanks for saving me." He extended his right hand. "I'm Allen Walker, pleased to finally meet you again."
Gold eyes watched the hand but the Amyl made no move to take it. Instead he crossed his hands across his chest.
"I'm Kanda," he replied as his eyes returned to its deep chocolate colour.
Allen retracted his hand but he still had the smile on his face. He didn't mind that Kanda didn't shake his hand. At least he got his name.
"So Kanda, I always wanted to know, why are your eyes gold?" he asked as he took a seat on the soft bed. "I know a bit about Amyl's and no other Amyls can change their eye colour to gold. Why is it that your eyes can change to gold?"
Kanda didn't think it was his business but there was something compelling him to explain it to him. It felt as if he owed him the courtesy to tell him why, so he did.
"It's how I sense danger," Kanda said frankly.
Gray eyes blinked in confusion. "Really?" Maybe he needed to brush up on his Amyl History. He never read anything about eyes turning gold during danger in any of the books the library has on the Amyls.
"Only my eyes can change," Kanda continued. He watched Allen closely, not wanting to get any closer to the young man. "You're a half right?"
"Yeah, my mom was human," Allen replied with a sad smile. "I never met her though but it's okay." He fell back on the bed and look up at the ceiling. "So what about your parents?"
"They're dead," Kanda replied simply. "This damn place killed them."
The silence that descended on the room was almost deafening. Allen didn't know what to say to that. While growing up he believed that the Earth was a life saver as they rescued the Amyls, but the stigma the Amyls went through made him wonder if what was written were really true. Did the Earth save the Amyls or did they invade their planet? He needed to know the truth.
"Kanda, how old are you?" he asked after a while. "I'm sixty six in earth years."
"Ninety three."
Allen did the math in his head. It had been about seventy three years since the Amyls came to Earth so it was possible that Kanda was born during that time. He lived on Crizon before coming to Earth so that meant he would have a personal view on what happened. There were so many questions he wanted to ask but at the same time he didn't want to ask them. He wanted to know but if it turned out to be bad he didn't want Kanda to relive the pain. So he would keep his curiosity to himself.
"Aren't you going to ask about what really happened?" the question Kanda asked seemed to catch him off guard. "That's the reason you asked for my age right?"
'Really perceptive,' Allen sat up, turning to face Kanda who was now sitting at the other end of the queen size bed. "I don't want to force you to tell me. I'll wait. Besides we got tons of time, you'll be staying here with me."
Kanda suddenly got up. "No I'm not."
Allen was sure he was hearing wrong. "Wait what?" he got up following after Kanda who left the room. "Kanda wait!" 'He's not staying? Then where is he going to go?'
The place looked so unfamiliar to Kanda and he had no idea where to go, but he continued walking as he didn't want Allen to catch up to him. 'I have to get back to everyone. How long was I separated from them?' He needed to find out where his comrades were and get back to them. As thankful as he was to Allen he couldn't let him get involved any further with him. It would cause problems.
"Kanda! Please wait!" Allen was still on his tail.
"Stop following me moyashi," god the house was big. Kanda didn't know where to turn. Allen's voice seemed far away and muffled as if he was searching the place room by room for him.
Kanda made a right turn, seeing a lone door at the end of the hall. 'That must leads to outside.' He wasted no time running towards the door. 'Sorry Allen, I don't to involve you.'
"Kanda!"
He heard Allen's voice coming up behind him and touched the door. Just as he was about to open it, it opened by itself. He stood shocked to see a buff redhead blocking his way. The redhead didn't look surprised to see him, instead he just smirked.
"So brat, did my nephew take good care of you?" Cross's smirk widened.
Kanda frowned. Did he hear right? "He's your nephew?"
Allen chose that moment to show up. He rested his hands on his thighs as he tried to catch his breath. "Finally found you," he looked up surprised to see Cross at his door. "Cross, what are you doing here?"
"I've got something to tell you," Cross's expression was playful but his eyes were dead serious and Allen could tell, what Cross had to say would no doubt change what he thought was the truth.
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A/N: Oh damn this took forever to be written, no lie….but it's done and I'm happy. I'm sure you all are happy too right? Well then, let's hope the other one finishes on time, man who am I kidding? Not making any promises my dear readers but I'm working on it k. R&R dear fans~ ya kno ya wanna~
Ja na
Kaos