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All in all: Not Happy [Completed!]

Characters: Kanda (Unless anybody else jumps in.)
Content: There is an angry wet cat, and his name is Kanda Yuu.
Setting: Someplace near Joutenheim
Time: Thursday evening
Warnings: Kanda being a sourpuss.

This place made absolutely no sense.

Was the weather dictated by the dome? Because prior to entering, Kanda saw no signs of rain, especially not a storm like this. The sheer lack of logic in this place was going to drive him crazy, if Rabi didn't do it first. From what he could see, there wasn't any sort of natural vegetation. Everything was made of fabric, glass, or what have you. Aside from the sheer oddness of that fact alone, then what was the rain for?

To make him miserable, Kanda realized, as the rain pattered against his hood. Well, it looked like the uniform actually had a use after all. (As opposed to Komui's insistance that the uniforms were just made to look cool.) However, it didn't look like it was doing much good otherwise. Nobody recognized its significance, which led to two assumptions.

First: Akuma did not exist in this place. This was not surprising, because not even animals existed in this world, from what he had seen thus far. If there were no animals, and no plants, then what on earth did the people eat? That is, unless they were all cannibals. That would explain the need to have a constant flow of people snatched from their original worlds. Wonderful.

Second: If Akuma did not exist, then the Dark Religious Organization did not exist. If there was no Order, then that meant he could not charge his spending to a pre-existing bill. In short, he was broke and there was not much he could do about it.

Kanda made a noise of aggravation as he moved underneath the wooden overhang of some store. The store's wares didn't really matter to him, but the overhang was currently covering his head and preventing him from getting even more wet. With a mutter under his breath he pulled back the hood, slicked wet with rain, and shook his hair free.

This place, Kanda reflected as he squeezed the water from his hair, was an argument for creationism if he'd ever seen one.

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It must be the best of coincidence for them to land in Joutenheim, of all places. He was secretly happy and grateful that Rabi didn’t land in… Vanaheim, was it? Either way, he was grateful, but he wasn’t going to admit it yet, after all, Allen really was that stubborn. That was besides the point, however.

As the rain continued on, he stared up at the sky, blinking as raindrops landed on his eyes. When he realized that his hair was getting a tad wet, he pulled on his hood and strolled alongside with Rabi, in search of Kanda.

“Well, he does kind of stick out, you know…” he trailed off, leaving the information about how his face is always so grumpy compared to others. He held back some laughter as he continued on. “…Either way, he is somewhere here. Maybe yelling out loud would help?” He suggested, but not exactly going to dig for the idea of shouting ‘Marco!’ out loud, IF Rabi really was going to do it. The only response he’d probably get is another scold from Allen, anyway.

If Rabi had gone through with the "MARCO!" idea, he probably wouldn't have received "POLO!" in response. Rather, his response would come in the form of an object flying through the air with intent to hurt the other exorcist. Depending on Rabi's proximity, that object could either be Mugen's blade or Kanda's fist.

Fortunately for Rabi, he was smart enough to keep his Marco Polo to himself. That, and Kanda didn't feel like going out from under his shelter and getting wet again. So when he saw the two of them wandering around in the rain, all he did was call out to them.

"Rabi! Beansprout!" His voice was loud enough to carry over the rain, but not obnoxiously so. He wasn't going to yell himself hoarse when it wasn't necessary.

Because he had been expecting the two of them to come looking for him at some point, he wasn't surprised. Kanda had said that he wasn't going to go off looking for them, but he ended up keeping an eye out for the familiar black coats anyways. ..After all, the point of wearing them was to make the exorcists easily distinguishable.

Huh, that was weird. He could’ve sworn he just heard Kanda’s voice somewhere. Although he didn’t know the exact location, he was pretty sure it was near by. Allen glanced around the area to make sure of it, confirming his curiosity. Before he strolled around further to search for the voice, Rabi’s call interrupted his thoughts (like always).

Wait. Did he just said ‘Yuu’? Wasn’t that Kanda’s first name? …So he really was here! His face brightens up as he raced over to the other’s side, noticing that he have found the grumpy exorcist. Now they’re all together! And it only took a certain amount of self-resistant to pull the other two in for a hug.

“Kanda! We’ve found you!” Well, that was kinda obvious, wasn’t it?

He just had to be loud, didn't he? Always. Kanda sighed and waited, arms folded, for the two of them to make their way over.

At Rabi's little quip, Kanda seethed. "Attempting to anger Yuu" was a favorite pastime of Rabi, apparently, and Kanda really wasn't in the mood. This entire place just irritated him, on principle. Not only was it so illogical, but it was nonsensically large. It would take days to explore, judging by the map.

"I don't want to hear it, Rabi," he said, narrowing his eyes. And Rabi was nearly as wet as Kanda, anyways. His eyes flicked (downward) to Allen, once the other exorcist caught up. As usual, Allen's excited face was met with a raised brow and nothing more. He felt it unnecessary to point out the redundancy of Allen's statement. It wasn't worth it.

"What have you been doing, anyways?" he asked, the implied "and what took you so long?" staying silent.

“It’s Allen,” he corrected, visibly irritated by the constant change of nicknames. With all honesty, he wanted to be called by the name Mana had given him, not names criticizing his height and/or appearance. But hey, he was more used to it now than it did back then. At least he didn’t throw an anger fit on Rabi for picking on him as he have done in the past. Good times, really.

“But lately… I’ve been looking all over for you guys! I was here since Sunday, and met a lot of people.” He flashed a bright smile. “They were generous, like L--” he stopped, refusing to say her name for his own sake. Rabi would pick on him about his said ‘girlfriend’. “…and so I went to a hotel and found you two in the message board!”

They'd all arrived within the same week. It could've been coincidence, but it was still strange. Kanda placed that bit of information aside for later. Allen's reluctance to elaborate on the sort of "generous people" he met was dubious, but that wasn't really important now. It was probably something trivial.

"So you two haven't been doing anything," Kanda concluded. He wasn't surprised, really. Even he had spent some time just trying to get oriented and find out where he was.

"How did you get the money for the hotel?" he asked, raising a brow. He knew very well that Allen was just about as penniless as he was, without the support of the Dark Religious Organization. The same went for Rabi, though sometimes Kanda didn't know what the bookman-trainee had up his sleeve.

Allen bowed his head, half accepting the hair ruffling. Hey, it's about time he get used to that too, right? It’s probably best for his sanity, anyway.

“Mm…?” he uttered, not ready for the sudden question. “Oh, that. Well, it’s not anything important… really,” he assured, waving at them with a nervous smile. “I think we need to focus on how to get more money, though! It looks like it’s going to rain all day.”

Kanda was not assured. Rather, he was becoming increasingly suspicious of Allen's need to dance around every single topic that was presented. But Allen's suggestion (or excuse, as the case might have been) held some merit, so Kanda let it slide.

"You're suggesting we find employment?" he asked. That idea, somehow, didn't appeal to the older exorcist. The only job that he had ever known was his job as an exorcist. And on top of that, finding a job here seemed to be a subtle way of admitting that they were stranded here. No matter what others said, Kanda wasn't quite ready to give up on his attempts to return home yet.

Regardless, money was necessary for food and he was not going to starve in this backwards place. Temporary adjustments could be made.

Allen knew Rabi was getting peeved by his constant tap-dancing around the subject of how he got the money... but hey, better left unsaid than said. It'd make him feel more guilty than he already is. Besides, no one really need to know do they? He chuckled a bit.

"Yeah... employment might be a good idea. Maybe try being mercenaries?" He suggested, shrugging. “Ah, I’d hate admitting that I miss Komui at the moment… and AKUMA.”

"Mercenaries?" Kanda echoed, his voice bordering on incredulous. The title sounded so.. unrefined. Not that their employment under the Order was glamourous, but "mercenary" was a title rife with debauchery and greed. At least as an exorcist, they could argue that their cause was good.

On the other hand, the three of them were good at what they did.. and not much else.

"It's a possibility," he conceded. "Any other ideas?" he asked, glancing pointedly at Rabi for any suggestions.

"That's true," he agreed with Rabi, sighing. Well, there wasn't much else to do, really. The best job they could find here was probably at some hotel... or maybe a cafe. He wasn't sure, but there’s got to be something that all three could do. Willing or unwilling. They do need the money in order to survive. Wow, now he finally understood the concept of true bankruptcy. The mental image of him in a homeless attire terrified him not by little, but a lot.

“…Ah! Maybe we could try the message board? There might be people searching for a job up there…”

It wasn't a bad idea. The message board seemed to be the primary form of communication in Paixao, which was.. strange, but useful for their purposes.

"We'll leave that to you, beansprout," Kanda said. It was Allen's idea, after all. He could post their little "work needed" ad, as pathetic as that sounded. "But don't sign us up for some job without running it past Rabi and me," he added, giving Allen a sharp look. It wasn't likely that Allen would do that out of spite or anything, but Kanda decided that he wasn't going to take his chances.

"Besides." He glanced out into the rainy streets with a frown. "I don't see why you'd want to roam around in this weather."

"Rabi, there is nothing to excuse," Kanda said dryly. "It's normal to avoid getting wet. While I can't say anything for you, I'd rather stay out of the rain." Of course, Rabi would ignore this statement and continue to act illogically. He never changed very much. That idiot would fit in just fine, in this "Paixao."

And then Kanda noticed That Look on Rabi's face.

"Whatever you're thinking, stop it right now," he warned. Whenever Rabi got that look, he would immediately follow it up with something extremely idiotic or something extremely dangerous. Or both, as the case often was.

"Rabi, what do you think you're-?!"

With Rabi grabbing and yanking him so suddenly, Kanda was at a loss in terms of balance. And since the road was already slicked wet with rainwater, there wasn't much traction in the first place. But Kanda had more pride to fall on his ass, especially not when Rabi was the one who pulled him.

So Kanda, with Rabi still gripping his arm like a barnacle, grabbed onto Rabi's head and shoulders. Shoving him down as they slid, he managed to maintain his own balance.

All the while, he glared at Rabi murderously. Just his glare alone promised untold pain in retribution. However, with the rain plastering locks of hair to his face, he just looked like a wet cat again. That's not to say that Kanda's wet cat wasn't intimidating, though.

"You have three seconds to give me a really good reason not to kill you right now."

"Without you, I'd be dry," Kanda seethed. Clearly, Rabi's reasoning was not good enough. To accentuate his point, Kanda gave Rabi a nice little kick in the side. Nothing that would make Rabi heave over in pain, but enough to get the "if you do that again I'll kill you" point across.

With that done, Kanda reached down and grabbed Rabi by the collar. Instead of throwing him or something, the Japanese boy just yanked him up in an attempt to get him to stand.

"Come on, get up," he said. He let go of Rabi's collar in order to pull up his hood. "We're going to find someplace to stay."

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