A/N: Hello everyone. Seeing that I have more than enough time to do absolutely nothing, I decided that this would be the best time for me to write (or atleast attempt to lol) write a a decent Yaoi fic. Yes this is my first one, so dont chop my head off if it isnt what you expect. But please feel free to comment, (constructive criticism is nice, but dont be an ass, cause I'll be a bigger one lol) M'Kay? to the fic!

This is going to be a song fic

Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray or its characters. I simply manipulate them within my evil little plot ^_^. I also dont own OneRepublic and their song Prodigal

'Indicates thought'

"Speech"

Flashback

Song Lyrics

Prodigal

We say good bye, I turn my back

Pale skin met and pressed against smooth mahogany, thin fingers slowly sliding down the length of the door as the astonishingly pale and handsome young man repeatedly hit his against the door of his room at the Inn.

'Stupid...'

A low whine escaped his lips as the white haired teen quickly turned, 'Bakanda'

Tear filled eyes stared up at the ceiling as he pressed his back against the door. Allen Walker, the Black Order's most valuable as well as friendly, and ever smiling exorcist was far from his normal self. Allen fought back the tears threatening to flow down his distraught face. Sliding down to the floor, he hugged his knees to his chest as he stared around the dimly lit room, his vision blurring from his mess of emotions

"So...stupid, what was I thinking?" Allen muttered to himself, as silver orbs spilled tears down his face.

"Moyashi...shut the hell up!" an irritated Japanese teen hissed as the younger followed behind him into his room. HIS room.

Allen glared at the other, "I will not!"

Kanda shot another glared at his partner for this mission before turning away and tossing his coat across the arm of a chair, one of three other pieces of furniture besides the bed. Finding one of the ends of the bandage that wrapped around his chest, Kanda untied it, and began to unravel it.

Runaway Runaway, so predictable

"K-Kanda, you shouldn't be doing that!" Allen shouted, much to the already annoyed samurai's displeasure. "You need to heal!"

Ignoring him, Kanda continued his task," Che. Baka Moyashi, your either too over emotional or just a dumb ass. I heal fast." The older teen began to unwind the bandages from his body quickly.

Allen's cheek turned pink slightly, "Well excuse me for looking out for a friend you ass," the teen huffed.

Kanda, looked over his shoulder, to glare out the corner of his eye at the other, "Che. Since when were we friends?"

Allen gaped, taken back by Kanda's words. They cut deeper and hurt more than he thought they would. 'Well what else would you expect?' Allen thought to himself, heart heavy.

"...Your right, but seeing that we are partners, I'd have to drag you dead ass back to the Order if your killed!" Allen retorted, attempting to hide his hurt. Kanda had taken a serious blow from a Level 3 akuma that would have left anyone else dead, but he is Kanda after all.

"What ever Moyashi. You would have been dead if I hadn't," Kanda said nonchalantly.

Allen balled his hand into a fist at his side, "No one asked you to save me!"

"Your one to talk with your fucking hero-complex"

Allen grew more frustrated with each moment. 'How can you be so careless you idiot? Dont you know we need all the exorcist we have right now?...How much I need you.'

Allen pushed back the last thought that came to mind, no matter how true it was. His hidden love for Kanda had plagued him for some time now. It ate away at him with each passing day, only growing stronger. He didnt know when nor how it happened, he just knew it did. Kanda was insufferable, ill mannered, hostile, and generally an all around asshole. But thats what Allen had fallen in love with.

Not far from here you see me crack

"Thats besides the point Bakanda! The Order needs you! I n-" Allen stopped himself, "Ugh your such a jerk!"

Kanda faced the younger teen, eyes cold and evaluating,"Why does whether I live or die matter to you Moyashi?"

Allen dropped his gaze, unclenching his fists and licked his lips, "Because....I can't not care"

Kanda raised an eyebrow but said nothing, only continued to stare at the younger boy.

Allen sighed, "Because...I..l-love you" he confessed, still feeling Kanda's gaze on him.

"I dont know how...but I do" Silence, then pain

Like a bone, Like a bone, I'm so breakable

Within an instance Allen felt his body slam against the near by wall, he looked up and saw a furious Kanda inches away from him, holding him against the wall by his collar.

"K-K-Kanda?" Allen eyes widened with surprise ' I knew he wouldnt take it well, but this?'

"What the-"

"Listen you fucking moyashi" The raven haired teen hissed. Allen cringed at the venom that laced his voice. "Dont. Ever. Say. That. Again." Kanda ordered, emphasizing every word.

Allen swallowed hard, thinking the worst of it was over.

Kanda looked him up and down, "Che. Did you really think I could feel that way about you? Why would I? Your a small irritating, cursed thorn in my ass that thinks he can save the world. Your no more to me than a fucking beggar on the street. How can I care for something like that? The closet thing to love you'll get from me is disgust and hate."

And I'll take everything, from you

Kand voice dripped with poison, and every word cut Allen deeper, twisting into the wounds already carved into his heart. Allen hung his head, attempting to hide tears. Kanda's gaze didnt falter as Allen removed his hand from his shirt.

"......."

"......"

And you'll take anything....wont you?

Allen bit his lip and lifted his head to the side, smiling slightly, holding back tears.

"Then...I'll see you in the morning..K-Kanda,"Allen's voice cracked as his mouth grew dry. He looked at kanda momentarily and saw the look of disgust and hatred plastered on it and turned to exit the room before what was left of his heart crumbled away.

Allen held himself, as the ache in his heart grew wider, threatening to tear him apart. The man who he had grown to care for, the one who he was in love with, had bluntly told him he would never, NEVER, care for the him, and that he hated him.

"So stupid! So stupid!," Allen fumed, "I should have just shut up! Atleast I wouldn't know how much he hates me..."

Runaway, runaway, like a prodigal

Tears had now flooded his vision as he tried to deal with the pain. Deep down, he had known telling Kanda his feelings would do more damage than good, let alone doing it in the heat of another one of their arguments. But Allen the oh so ever optimistic boy had found some hope deep down within him, that maybe Kanda could feel the same as him, and if not, that they could atleast be friends.

"The closet thing to love you'll get from me is disgust and hate."

Allen shuddered as he replayed the words over in his head. Hugging himself tighter, he curled into a ball on the floor.

'I guess this really is what love feels like. Why else would it hurt this much?'

Don't you wait for me

'Why did I have to fall for such a jerk anyways?' Allen harassed himself, angry at his emotions. 'Because he's a jerk, thats why. He's a beautiful jerk, thats why I love him'

Time went by, and Allen looked blankly around the room sniffling as tears dried on his pale face. His body grew weary, barely able to move from his position on the floor; it seemed as his body could no longer support his whirlwind of emotions :anger, sadness, hurt, embarrassment, and disgust.

Disgust at himself for falling into this situation that left him broken and hurt, far from his normal happy and brightfaced self. Body unwilling to move, Allen attempted to blink away the sleepiness that fought its way to the surface, but it was to no avail as darkness slowly began to swarm his vision

00000000000

A golden orb fluttered aimlessly around the hallways in search of a certain white haired youth's room. The golem had "forgotten" what room it was and as all the doors were shut, it could not simply look in on the occupants of the rooms till he found what he looked for.

After searching the second floor for a third time, the golem sat on the desk in the hall way, "deciding" to take a break.

"Baka Moyashi," a single deep voice uttered from near by.

So ashamed, so ashamed

The golem watched, unmoving as Kanda stood infront of Allen's door, raven hair moving forward fluidly as he hung his head and pressed a hand against the other's door.

"Allen....I'm sorry"

Kanda clenched his fist and silently cursed himself for his actions and leaned against the other's door.

But I need you so

"Allen..." the Japanese teen, let the younger's name play on his lips. A sweet name it was, I sweet and precious name to that none other could compare...

"I'm so sorry....its for the best"

A/N: Well???????????? what do you think. PLEASE REVIEW I love Reviews! I'm debating on another chapter or not what do you think?