CHAPTER FIVE PEOPLE! 8D THANKS FOR THE WONDERFUL COMMENTS GUYS! 8)The Devil’s Symphony
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Chapter 5: Enigma
“What the hell is going on?!”
Voices…
“I don’t know, really.”
Her voice…
“Calm down, Yuu! We can’t expect her to know what just happened!”
Another voice…
Then, an irritated growl.
“Well, maybe this stupid bean sprout knows what’s going on. Let’s wake him up.”
“Ah! Don’t! He needs to rest!”
Allen chose that moment to speak.
“What are you arguing about?” he croaked, his voice hoarse from not having spoken for a long while.
“Allen-kun! Are you alright!?”
“Fine.”
He opened his grey eyes to receive the bright glare of the ceiling light.
Blinking to adjust his eyes to the sudden brightness of the room, the snow-haired boy attempted to sit up.
“Ah, Allen-kun, don’t! You shouldn’t be moving!”
“Heck. I’m fine.”
A screaming pain ran up his left side and he fell back on the bed.
He gritted his teeth in an attempt to not scream.
Ignoring the I-told-you-so stares Lenalee sent him, he asked “Where am I?”
“You’re at a private hospital.”
Allen looked up at the red-head whom had just spoken.
“I’m Lavi. Nice to meet ya.”
He offered the white-haired boy a hand.
He gladly shook hands with his newfound friend and smiled.
“It’s nice to meet you too.”
“Che.”
Allen chanced a glance at the raven-haired teen in the corner.
“Ah, that’s Kanda Yuu. He doesn’t like people much,” Lavi explained.
“How many times do you need me to say it for you to get it in that thick skull of yours?!”
There was a very sharp tip of something pointed threateningly at the Adam’s apple of the red-head.
“Stop it you two.”
Lenalee spoke this time.
She smacked both of the bickering teenagers with a clip board.
It seemed to have come from the side panel of Allen’s bed.
Kanda went to some secluded corner by himself as Lavi came to stand next to the bed once again.
“Are you hungry, Allen-kun?”
Lenalee had diverted her attention to him.
“Not really.”
Truth be told, he was.
And his stomach decided to contradict his words entirely.
He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
“Ah, crap…”
“You are hungry! Allen-kun, if you tell us you’re not hungry when you are, you won’t get better quickly!”
“Yeah, moyashi. You’re still growing aren’t you? You need to eat so you can get taller!”
“Lavi!”
“What?” he asked innocently.
Lenalee shook her head.
“Nevermind.”
She turned back to Allen.
“I’ll go tell the doctors that you’re awake, and maybe get some food for you. Lavi, Kanda, watch him and make sure he doesn’t move too much.”
Smiling, Lavi waved the ebony-haired girl off.
He turned to face Allen.
And suddenly, his playful demeanour became serious.
“What were those things we were fighting in the tunnel?”
Allen gulped nervously at the intensity of the red-head’s stare.
“I-I don’t know.”
“Lena-chan said you told her it was something called an akuma, correct?”
The white-haired boy was confused.
He’d said that?
His eyebrows furrowed in uncertainty.
“I don’t know. I only remember up to the point where…”
Suddenly dizzy, memories of the time in the tunnel flashed in his head.
Him shoving the door open…
The train conductor transforming into this strange ugly monster…
Lenalee coming from behind…
Her voice…
Then, another monster…
One red eye, one grey eye…
A world of black and white…
The sudden taste of iron on his tongue…
A sticky red liquid on his face…
Lenalee’s gasp…
Blood on her face…
He was the monster…
Allen gripped his head as the memories continued to haunt him from the inside, throwing him into a fierce series of convulsions.
“Oi, Allen, Allen! Get a hold of yourself!”
But he could not hear anything.
“Hey! Yuu, go get the doctor!”
The samurai left without a word.
Allen’s spasms continued as he thrashed about in the bed, the memories irking him.
Lavi caught sight of the red liquid streaming down the younger teen’s left cheek and was suddenly alarmed.
“Allen, Allen!”
He shook the fifteen-year-old’s shoulders forcefully.
But Allen continued to tremble in paroxysm.
“Hey, Allen, Allen!”
The red-head continued to shake the boy’s shoulders.
There was a clang of porcelain on the tiled floor from behind them.
-
He was talking to it.
“Save me! Save me, please!”
They were pleading.
What is this…?
They were screaming. Their bloodied faces, charred with hatred.
They were so pitiful…
“Thank you… for freeing us…”
-
“Allen-kun, shush, Allen-kun.”
A soft voice…
He opened his eyes.
The terrifying visions were gone.
And in place of the cold chill that had taunted him, there was warmth.
“L-Lenalee…?”
Immediately the warmth drew back and Allen regretted calling her name.
It was cold again.
“Allen-kun! Are you alright?!”
Lenalee was seated in front of him on his bed.
“Yeah, Moyashi. Gave us quite the scare ya know.”
“Lavi!”
“What?”
Lenalee sighed.
“I-I’m fine. Just…”
He was dizzy again.
The memories were calling him back into the darker corners of his mind.
He rubbed his head painfully.
“What happened?”
“You had a form of seizure. Are you alright?”
“Yeah. Just a bit dizzy.”
‘And cold…’
“Here, have some water.”
His shaking hands reached out for the glass of water that was being handed to him.
Upon contact, the cold forced him to draw his hand back. The glass slipped through his fingers and fell, shattering.
“Ah… I’m so sorry…”
His right hand came up to cover his eyes and he gritted his teeth.
“It’s alright Allen-kun.”
Lenalee moved off the bed to pick up the pieces of broken glass.
“H-Hello…?”
The small voice had come from the doorway.
Everyone looked up.
‘So familiar…’
“Shouko-chan?”
“T-This is Allen-nii-chan’s room right?”
The white-haired boy still had his hand over half of his face.
He bit down harder.
“Ah, yes it is.”
“I-I brought back his violin…”
He couldn’t see what was happening, but he sure as hell knew he didn’t want to be seen bedridden and weak in front of the little girl.
“Ah, Onii-chan. Are you alright?” she asked, crawling onto the bed.
He finally took his hand off his face.
“Yeah. I’m fine.”
He smiled at her, masking his pain.
“How are you, Shouko-chan? Did you and your Mama get out safely?”
“Y-Yes! Mama got out safely with Shouko! Both of us are okay!”
Allen reached out and patted the girl’s head.
“I’m glad to hear it.”
The little girl was beaming.
“It’s all thanks to Onii-chan and Lenalee-nee-chan!”
Her violet eyes were sparkling.
“Aw, Yuu, we were forgotten.”
“Stupid rabbit.”
The little girl was shocked, ducking behind Allen.
Lenalee addressed the girl.
“Shouko-chan, these two Onii-chans helped us.”
“O-Oh…”
Still hiding behind Allen’s left shoulder, she stuttered, “T-Thank you, onii-chans.”
“Now, that’s more like it.”
“Lavi!”
“What?”
Shouko completely ignored the other conversation within the room and instead questioned Allen.
“Allen-nii-chan, are you okay? You have a lot of bandages on you…”
“Ah, I’m fine, don’t worry. They’re just scratches.”
“Ohh…”
She leaned on his shoulder.
Allen was struck with a painful jolt and he could almost feel the vicious inner nature of his left arm pulse in malicious want for blood.
♪.moonrise.♪
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♪.Sing to the Heaven of the Dawn.♪
§//.Melodramatic obstinate love haunts the ensanguined hearts of the broken.The torn melodist sings his final aria of dreams.\\§
