Foster Care. Oh Joy. Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Kanda POV

Possibly crakish

‘Great. A new sibling. This could be fun…’ I stretched as I heard Lenalee’s and the new kid’s footsteps pass his door for the second time when my door slammed open.

“Yuu-chan! Come on! We get to meet Allen-and he’s British! Isn’t that cool?” Lavi, that stupid redheaded, one eyed boy gabbed me and dragged me out of my room.

“YOU BAKA* BASTARD!!! YOU ARE SO SHI*!!! LET GO OF ME OR I’LL CUT YOU OPEN AND GUT YOU LIKE A SAKANA*!!!”

I lurched towards Lavi and grabbed him by the neck when Lenalee-appearing from behind Lavi-stopped me “You’re going to scare Allen, Kanda.” She said sternly, hands on hips.

A white haired boy looked around Lenalee warily eyeing me. “It’s okay, if this is how he usually is. I’m gonna have to get used to it anyway if I live here.” he said with a deadpanned expression.

My eyes narrowed taking in the kid in front of me. Must be thirteen at most, tiny with shoulder-length white hair and a scar on his face, grey/silver eyes. What a gay-wad.

“Hi Allen! Wow, you’re from England, right?” Lavi slipped out of my grasp to take a closer look at the boy. “Whoa! Cool scar! How’d you get it?”

“Now, now Lavi! That’s rude!” Komui appeared out of nowhere putting a hand on Allen’s shoulder. “We must interrogate him after we go shopping for him and his room!”

Allen knocked Komui’s hand off his shoulder. He turned to look at us all. “One: Don’t touch me. Ever. Two: I hate shopping.”

Lenalee suddenly shrieked. “OMG!!!! NO!!!!! YOU MUST LOVE SHOPPING!!!! AFTER ALL YOU’RE GONNA BE THE UKE IN THE YAOI I DRAW!!!!!! AND KANDA WILL BE THE SEME!!!!!”

I looked up at Lenalee “WHAT THE HELL??? I’M NOT GAY!!! MUCH LESS FOR THAT MOYASHI*!!!”

Allen suddenly looked very angry “I’M A GIRL!! AND THE NAME’S ALLEN! NOT! BEANSPROUT!!”

Lavi stared “You’re a girl? Wow.” He was suddenly an inch away from her chest…and POKED her…breast area “Huh.”

Allen hit him with a roundhouse-punch that sent him flying.

I stared at Allen. He-sh-he-whatever, was glaring at us, mainly Lavi. “Did you all even read my file?”

I grunted “If it arrived in mail or handed to him. No. The idiot never reads his mail. It just gets lost on his desk.” I pointed into the room to Allen right where there were papers, files, coffee cups, and envelopes everywhere (No desk in sight since it was buried under a mound of crap). “Knowing him he wouldn’t be able to find it.”

Allen *doing a palm face* sighed “Name: Allen Joan Walker. Age: 15 Gender: Female. Birthday: Unknown. Celebrates it Christmas. Holds Nationalities In: America, England, Japan, France, Spain, and Italy. Allergies: Advil. One thing you need to know: High Metabolism So Eats A Lot.” She sighed “Any questions?”
I raised my eyebrow. ‘She gave us information of herself without telling us about her. Interesting…I like her.’

Author note: yeah, sorry, I have to make Allen a troubled and to-the-point teen for this to work. I promise I have a reason.

Shi-dead…I think…idk
Baka-idiot/retard but it depends what area of Japan Kanda grew up in
Sakana-fish
Moyashi-Beansprout