When Allen awoke he was surprised to find himself in a jail cell of sorts. It almost appeared as a comfortable room, however, there was still a wall of bars. On the other side of the bars was a gloomy gray brick wall and a man sitting on a stool.

"What?" Allen groaned out as he sat up from the bed he was laying on.

"My boy, are you awake?" The man responded to Allen's question. Allen could only stare at the man; his words lost on the edge of his tongue. The man let out a sigh and readjusted his sitting posture.

"It's been a long time. I hate how we have to reconnect in this way…" The man turns to look at Allen. He looked so worn out, and his skin, although tanned, was pale and almost lifeless seeming. As Allen stared into the man's golden eyes he could have sworn he knew the man. But who he was exactly remained a mystery. Without thinking Allen walked closer to the bars.

"Who…Who are you?" Allen whispered under his breath. The man perked up at actually hearing the question.

"Silly boy, I'm surprised that you can't remember your own father's face. But I guess I understand…" The man stuck a hand through the bars and caressed Allen's left cheek. A name suddenly clicked in the back of Allen's mind and he let out a gasp.

"Mana?" The ex-farmhand squeaked out.

"Yes, but no." The man pulled his hand back and dropped his gaze to the ground, "I'm sorry we can't talk more, Adam he'll…he'll…" At that point he grew quiet. Allen wanted to shout, but then he remembered something and backed away from the bars. Mana was dead. He died when a passing carriage ran him over as he and Allen were wandering the roads. Flashbacks to a crying child and a grumpy man complaining about a dead body on his property… And Allen's face grew ever paler, he wanted to question how Mana was alive, but then he remembered the Earl's name. Adam the Necromancer, Mana was returned to life and most likely being used as a puppet.

"I understand…Mana, just know, no matter what happens, I know it's not your fault and I love you." Allen stated quickly and with a small smile. Mana did not reply, but there was a shimmer in his eyes that made Allen know that somehow his message was heard. It grew quiet between the pair. Allen had broke the silence with a sigh and leaned against the cold bars. The ex-farmhand felt a hand against his forehead and his eyes grew heavy. The next thing Allen knew was he was falling asleep and Mana was past the bars and catching Allen as he slipped down.

Kanda was beyond pissed. Alma was sitting on top of him purring carelessly as Allen was taken away from his line of sight.

"Aww, is your mate gone?" Alma hummed and flicked his tail like there was nothing to worry about. "Maybe with him gone you and I can have some sibling time." Kanda hissed and pushed Alma off of him.

"At least try and fight back against the damn Earl's spell." Kanda growled.

"It doesn't matter how many times you say that Yu." Alma growled back and brushed the dirt off of his clothing. Kanda readjusted his stance and held his blade out in front of him. But it was easy to see that he was not focused on Alma, occasionally his eyes would dart to the spot Allen was last standing at.

"Neah, Neah, Neah. It was aways about Neah. Once he showed up, you practically disappeared." Alma hissed, his childlike demeanor from before slipping away.

"His name is Allen! And I'm sorry Alma, I never thought you were troubled by all that." Kanda's tail stood on end and it flicked in agitation.

"Of course you didn't know. But it's too late to say sorry now!" Alma charged at Kanda, his claws being blocked and caught by the back end of Kanda's sword. "And look at you hiding behind your sword, be a man and use your claws!" Kanda's ears pulled back and he pushed Alma away once more. His grip only tightened on his blade.

"I don't need to stoop to your levels." Kanda huffed. From then on, the pair just kept knocking one another back, a few cuts and scratches making there ways to each other's faces and arms. There were constant hisses, growls, and clashing from claws on steel as the two fought. At one point Kanda decided to sweep his feet under Alma's and the younger fell onto his stomach.

"Kanda!" Suddenly a flash of red caught the samurai's attention. Just feet away were Lavi and Arystar and they were rushing over. Immediately, Arystar went to keep Alma down while Lavi looked Kanda over.

"Where's Allen?" Asked Arystar as he struggled to keep Alma down.

"The Earl took him…" Kanda grumbled. Lavi's eye widened and his smile turned to a frown.

"Go to the castle, I'm sure that's where the Earl is going to take him. I'll stay here with Krory and keep Alma away. Be careful, and don't do anything too stupid." Lavi gave Kanda a small push against the chest before turning to face Alma. Knowing that time was of the essence Kanda gave no reply and just ran off. The samurai ran straight to the castle; only stopping at the front door to stick his nose to the air. Kanda was slightly disturbed that he could only pick up on three scents; Allen's, the Earl's, and a small stench of a corpse. He walked through the doors to finally enter the castle. It seemed eerily quiet until Kanda picked up on the sound of a piano.

"The throne room…" Kanda muttered under his breath and started walking with more purpose. The throne room doors were already open, and in the far end of the room was a figure all dressed in white playing expertly on a piano. Beside the pianist stood two others. The Earl himself and a man that Kanda did not recognize.

"What have you done?" Kanda hisses.

"Oh, it is good to see you too after such a long time young prince." The Earl laughs, "But if you wouldn't mind I would like to spend time alone with my nephew." At that the pianist paused in their playing. They turned around so that their masked face faced Kanda. Despite the silver mask, Kanda knew who it was underneath.

"Moyashi!" Kanda shouted out. But there was no response.

"Now, now, Kanda, it is quiet rude to call someone names." The Earl raised a finger and waggled it in the air.

"I can call my mate what I want." Kanda hissed. The Earl sighed and shook his head at Kanda's reply.

"Neah, dear sweet Neah, deal with this foolish cat however you see fit." The Earl finally spoke. Allen did not make a sound, but his head did nod and he began to close the distance between himself and Kanda. Out from under Allen's large cape was a double-edged sword, and preparing for the worst Kanda's hands shot to the blade at his own side.

"Moyashi, snap out of this! How could you let him do this?" Kanda growled as he unsheathed his katana. Again Allen remained silent and instead pulled out his sword and held it out in front of himself. In seconds blades clashed, and the Earl was laughing joyfully.

"Nothing like a good, bloody fight, eh brother?" The Earl patted the man that still stood next to him on the shoulder. For a brief moment Kanda was distracted and Allen was able to breach his defense. The samurai was pinned to the floor, Allen's blade cutting into the side of his thigh.

"You can't keep doing this." The unknown man groaned.

"What was that brother?" The Earl asked in a sickly sweet voice, "Since when do you question me?" The demonic-like man then grabbed the other by the throat and raised him in the air. This time Allen looked away to stare at the men at the other end of the room.

"Mana?" He squeaked out. Taking a chance Kanda knocked away the mask and held a hand on both sides of the ex-farmhand's head.

"Allen, you're such an idiot." Kanda went in for a kiss; hoping that like in all those stupid stories Lenalee talked to him about, whatever spell Allen was under would break. At first Allen was still, but soon enough he began to kiss back. The pair broke away from one another and stared as if they weren't still in a dangerous situation.

"Blast." The Earl hissed; the man previously with him now gone in a puff of smoke. Allen let out a gasp and stood, removing his sword from both Kanda's leg and the ground.

"Can you stand?" He pouted as he stared at the injury.

"Focus on the Earl." Kanda huffed as he stood up as well; utilizing his katana as a temporary cane. Allen nodded and turned back to face the evil wizard.

"You're rein of evil is over Adam the Necromancer." Allen dared to speak and walk towards the Earl.

"You can't lay a finger on me boy and your dear tom cat is no longer in a position to fight. So how about you take back those words? Just come back to the family Neah, all will be fine and dandy again." The Earl tilted his head and grinned. Despite the brave face Allen was wearing, a shiver went down his spine. No matter, he pressed forward. But he only took a few more steps before the windows on both sides of the room shattered and two figures jumped through.

"What are you doing?" The Earl gasped as the figures grabbed his arms. Allen's eyes widened as he realized who the people were. At the Earl's sides now stood Road and Tyki.

"Put him out of his misery Allen." Tyki stated with a grunt.

"…I'm putting my faith in you, not him!" Road exclaimed as she cleaned to the Earl's arm.

"Tyki? Road?" Allen muttered in a daze.

"Hurry Allen!" Both the of the Noah shouted as the Earl grew more restless. Snapping into action Allen ran, with a small leap he shoved his sword right into the Earl's face.

"I'm sorry, may your should fins some peace, Uncle." Allen closed his eyes as he pulled the sword out of the Earl's body. Tyki's and Road's holds release and the Earl's body falls limp.

"You came to help?" Kanda grunted as he limped over.

"We know we can't ask for forgiveness for all that we've done." Tyki started.

"But let this be a start!" Road finished. Kanda stared at the Noah with skepticism, but his attention was pulled away as Arystar and Lavi came running in.

"Kanda, it's Alma!" Lavi shouted and waved for Kanda to come over.

"What?" Kanda huffed and attempted to move as fast as he could. Arystar frowned and placed Alma on the ground as Kanda fell to his knees.

"Yu?" Alma weakly mewled out. Kanda's hand flew to Alma's and he squeezed it firmly. "Remember how mom and dad always said I was really sick?" Alma asked.

"Yes, but what does that have to do with how weak you look now?" Kanda replied hastily.

"You left to do your samurai training…but I…" Alma sighed and removed his hand from his brother's.

"You what?" Kanda pushed.

"I died Kanda. That's how the Earl had such a strong control over me. I'm sorry for everything! I love you brother, I really do!" Alma went to hug Kanda and cried on his shoulder.

"Dead? Y-You can't be!" Kanda gasped in disbelief. Alma gave a weak smile as he wiggled out of the hug.

"Take good care of Allen. And Allen, take good care of my brother or I'll haunt you!" As Alma shouted his form seemed to fade away. Kanda dug his claws into the ground and Allen came over to put a hand on his head. Despite the risk, Allen ran his hand over Kanda's ears repeatedly.

"We may have lost a lot, but we've won. Alma would want you to be happy, I'm sure of it." Allen hummed as he knelt down to be closer with his mate. Everyone in the room bowed their heads in respect and the sunlight from outside lit up the room.

"Lavi, go tell the order that Feline Forrest is safe now…" Kanda muttered out.

"Gotta." Lavi nodded and turned to look at Arystar, "Come with me buddy." The vampire looked to Allen for an answer.

"Go on." Allen replied.

"What about us, what should we do?" Tyki questioned as Lavi and Arystar left.

"Go find the rest of the family I guess." Allen responded.

"Good idea. I'm sure daddy wouldn't mind changing his way of life for my sake. Hmm, I wonder how he'll like the last name Kamelot?" Road took Tyki by the hand and started to walk away with him. Pretty soon Kanda and Allen were left all alone.

"Say…it might be bad timing, but can I get another kiss?" Allen asked with a small laugh. Kanda growled and Allen shrunk back, but then he was pushed over and kissed.

"You're so stupid Moyashi. But you're my stupid Moyashi." Kanda let out a shaky purr.

"Jerkanda!" Allen shouted, but smiled afterwards.

(A/N): And the end! Wow, I cannot believe how popular this story became (It is currently number 1)! I'm happy for all you readers reviewing and keeping up with this fic. To think I never came up with a proper name for this work, "To Be Determined" was just a place holder...