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Great. A new sibling. This could be fun I stretched as I heard Lenalees and the new kids footsteps pass his door for the second time when my door slammed open.
Yuu-chan! Come on! We get to meet Allen-and hes British! Isnt 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 ILL 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 Youre going to scare Allen, Kanda. She said sternly, hands on hips.
A white haired boy looked around Lenalee warily eyeing me. Its okay, if this is how he usually is. Im 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
Kakashi and ExorcistKakashi/Kanda
This is NOT boyxboy at all. Kanda Nella is Kanda Yuus and female Walker Allens daughter. She was orphaned at the age of 3 when her mother lost to the Noah inside her and Kanda had to battle with her. Her last few moments of life the Noah released Allen from life and died in Kandas arms, while Kanda was wounded terribly, died with her.
Kanda Nella is a 19 year old girl who has mastered the study of the Samurai and Ninjutsu by the age of 13 and had inherited Mugen, the sword her father had, and it became her innocence. She also is an excellent herbalist considering she goes on most missions alone and fights non-stop until all Akuma are dead.
Parents: Kanda Yuu and Walker Allen
Hair: Like her fathers. Long and black/purpley blue...okay...mostly purple; usually in a high ponytail.
Eyes: Like her mothers. Grey and round-ish. Both turn red and can see the souls of Akuma.
Skin: Slightly ta
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FEMALE Allen POV
I followed the car in front of me. If it didnt have my guitar and bag in it, I would have passed it long ago and left woman and lived on my own. Damn it.
I was lost in my thoughts and almost didnt register that the fact that the Mercedes in front of me had stopped. I turned to a stop before I rammed into the social workers car. Mrs. Richardson turned to glare at me. Yep. She hated me. Oh well.
I got off of my Ducati and walked over to her car. She opened up the back and I got my army-styled duffle bag and guitar (in its case) out of it. She glared at me again and fixed her pink suit before plastering on a smile. Ugh. Such a Barbie Doll. Plastic inside and out with cheap pink cloths.
She walked up to the house and rang the bell. It was a big Victorian house with a tower. I leaned against my bike and pulled my hood up. Stupid albino-ness. Stupid scare. Stupid people for picking me to live with them. Stupid law.
Allen! Come on! Meet your new fa
D.Grey-Man Foster Care. O Joy
I got inspiration from a LavixAllen story a friend made me read
D.Grey-Man Foster Care. Oh Joy.
Allen Walker is a young woman at age 15, almost 16 when shes sent to foster care after her fathers death unexpected death. Arriving in a house with two crazy boys (one technically a man), one anti social samurai wanna be, and a manga/anime loving girl is her personal hell. You see, Allens a tomboy at a height of 54 with white hair, a scared face, and badly burned arm. Anywhere with people would be her personal hell.
WARNING: ALLEN IS OCC IN MY STORY!!!