Hey…did you know?

The dark…it has a LOT of mysteries that we can't see in it.

There could be something behind you…and you don't even know it because it's so dark.

Hey, did you know?

Spiders use webs to trap their prey…

Like monsters trap their prey in the darkness….

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Creek….

"Kanda?"

A small head peeked out of a large…no….humungous –too humungous- door that was most likely, his bedroom. The boy withdrew back into his room to fetch for his coat –it was around midnight he assumed and the draft was terrible. After he finally found his coat in the darkness, he hesitantly stepped out of the bedroom –tightening his coat around him- and reached for one of the candles that were in the hallway.

"Kanda?" The boy called out again but the only answer was the silence of the darkness.

The little boy gulped as he tip-toed across the hallway. He always got lost in the corridors but that was during the day time! It was night now…and he could barely see anything in front of him- the candles light only went so far.

"It's alright. I am not alone…The servants aren't gone; they are only sleeping. That is why it is so quiet. Nobody is dead…and I am not alone." The boy said aloud; trying to break the silence and reassure himself.

The mansion was eerily silent and it could be scary at night. The only sounds that you could hear-on a normal night- would be the owls outside and the flickering of candles. The boy turned a corner and started looking for a familiar door- he was walking a bit faster now because he felt like the portraits on the walls were "staring" at him.

Creek Creek Creek

The boy froze and gasped at the sudden noise behind him. 'W-what was that!?'

Creek Creek Creek

It was approaching faster and faster! What was he going to do if it was a thief? A murderer? Hell, it could have been the boogey man for all he knew. Shaking his head mentally, he ruled out all of the above; reminding himself that if it were any of those "Kanda" –the person that he had been calling out to- would have "sensed" them and killed them on the spot.

'It must be one of my servants then…'

"Young master Walker," said a deep silky voice, "You shouldn't be up so late."

"Walker" turned around and let out a sigh of relief. "It's you…Kanda…Please don't frighten me like that again!"

Kanda was "Walker's" butler. He had come from a foreign country –Japan "Walker" believed. Kanda was still wearing his work clothes but his hair was down so he -"Walker"- assumed that he was probably getting ready to go to bed.

"I thought I told you to call me Allen?" The boy, Allen, smiled at his butler.

"…."

Allen sighed and shook his head. Kanda was never one to talk, but he would have really liked it if the Asian male could reply once in a while. He stared at Kanda for a while; admiring the beautiful embroidery on his work clothing. Allen's father was always an eccentric man and he always loved expensive; beautiful looking things…

'No wonder why he bought Kanda…' Allen mused.

"Sir?"

"Huh?" Allen blinked; remembering that he was still in the hallway with a person and it was past 12 midnight.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just a bit spaced out…um…Can I…sleep in your bed again? Sleeping alone in pure darkness…is a little…"

Kanda crossed his arms and huffed. He couldn't believe that he was serving underneath a crybaby –scaredy cat- such as him. Well, it wasn't as if Allen could help it. He was a spoiled little –literally- "prince"- and he was only twelve years old.

"Fine, but Walker, you could have called me to your room using the phone. That way you wouldn't have had to deal with walking through the darkness alone." Kanda stated bluntly while biting back a smirk.

Allen blushed and muttered something like, 'I didn't want to wake anyone' as he skipped to keep up with Kanda's long legs. He blushed even more when he realized that he had tried to look for Kanda's door in the wrong hallway.

"Oof!" Allen yelped as he met Kanda's lower back. Rubbing his nose he complained, "Well, can't you warn anybody before you stop so suddenly?"

"……."

Kanda was not one to apologize to anybody –Allen had learned this quickly- and so most of the time, in situations such as these, he preferred to stay silent and not say a word –otherwise his job would have been at risk. Of course, if it was Lavi, he would have not held his tongue –or sword- back.

"Fine, fine! I'll go into your room now. It was my fault for not watching where I'm going right? I bet you're tired too." Allen said, yawning at the end as he sleepily stumbled over to his butler's soft –HUGE- bed- and fell asleep rather quickly.

The Asian male said nothing as he threw off his clothes and slipped into his sleeping clothes before he caught a cold.

Looking back at his bed he smirked….

"Looks like I will have to hold myself back again…"

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