-Another fanfic that I have inspiration on. It is a little linked to the story 'true identity' but the story will be different from it. Enjoy xD

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"Yuu!" Kanda's eyes twitched as if there was some bad omen going to happen.

And sure it did when he heard that particular rabbit screaming at the top of his voice in the Black Order, waving like someone who had gotten fits and could not control his own movement. The samurai easily dodged the poor happy bunny's pounce and started unsheathing his Mugen, preparing to send this bookman junior off to his next journey. The redhead noticed the swift cut of the sword and dodged in time before the sharp edge descended on his precious red hair, losing some strands on it. Lavi stared at his friend who did not seem to welcome his presence and whined like a baby, his heart hurt by Kanda's unwelcoming gestures. Kanda just growled even louder and smacked him away, irritated.

"Morh Yuu you do not need to treat me like that neh?" Kanda hissed as he glared hardly at Lavi.

"Stop calling me that, baka usagi!" Lavi just whined even more, giving the puppy eyes and a pathetic look that looked so real that Allen could not help but thought that if Lavi was not an exorcist, he could choose to enter biz as an actor. Well, at least he could make money for his life expenses. The raven-haired samurai did not battle an eyelid, unmoved by the bookman junior and the sword was pointed right at the centre of his emerald eyes, giving the last warning that if he did not leave him alone, he was going to dissect his head and feed it to the wolves outside. Lavi sighed as he gave a pout and retreated back to Allen, who was still standing there, looking at the both of them.

"Neh Yuu, why did you come back suddenly? I thought you have a mission with General Tiedoll, Marie and Chaoji to find more compatible Innocence users?" Kanda che'ed as he replied, wanting to shut that rabbit's mouth as soon as possible.

"I'm not returning here. I just come here for a while to escort a certain moyashi back to the Order-"

"Told you for the million and zillion times that I'm not a moyashi! I have a name, GOT IT?!!?" Two pairs of eyes were set on Allen who suddenly raised his voice and yelled at them(or rather, Kanda). Lavi blinked while Kanda was a little surprised too when he then noticed the white-haired teen at this time. Allen realised that Kanda was not really talking about him and covered his mouth, appalled by his sudden outburst himself. Kanda looked at him for a while before he smirked, sheathing his sword and folding his arms.

"So you do admit that you are a moyashi eh?" Allen made a face and rebuked.

"It's Allen, slowhead." Kanda raised his eyebrow, wondering whether he had heard wrongly or not.

"Slowhead?" The raven teen's face colour darkened within seconds as he glowered at Allen. "What did you just say?"

Instead of shutting his mouth and hung his head in shame, knowing that it was wrong to dare to even bark back at this Japanese samurai, Allen just sighed instead and shook his head, muttering.

"Well, well here comes a particular person who really has a slow progressing mind..." Lavi yelped as he could see the different shades of the swordsman's face colour, turning into a colour that was beyond recognition. The sound of Mugen unsheathing was heard as Kanda spoke slowly, pronouncing every word clearly.

"Say that again, moyashi." Allen glared back at the other and spoke.

"I will gladly be at your service, slowpoke." Lavi looked at Allen who was frowning like an old man and Kanda who was hissing and snarling like a lion. Both glared at each other as invisible sparks could be seen, the atmosphere getting more tense and awkward. Kanda held Mugen above Allen's head as he was about to launch an attack while Allen positioned himself, ready to activate his Innocence to protect himself. As the two of them were about to start a fight, something suddenly cracked into their minds as they only saw that image of two people together, behaving intimidating. The person in white was gently stroking the long black hair of another person as he bit his ear instead. Allen was taken by surprise as he stumbled backwards, his eyes widened. The swordsman winced as his head started to throb painfully. Lavi was standing aside as an audience and wondered what happened to the both of them.

"Hey what happened? Are you two alright?" Allen just mumbled a yes while Kanda just grunted in reply. The raven samurai then saw the red shawl belonging to Lavi wrapped on Allen's neck and raised his eyebrow. Allen fidgeted uneasily as he was uncomfortable with Kanda staring at him. The cold wind of the autumn blew across his pale face as Allen hid his face closer to the warm, thick shawl for warmth. He rubbed his two gloved hands together as the weather was even colder than he thought. Lavi understood what Kanda was thinking right now and explained that Allen was feeling cold, so as a friend, he lent his red shawl to him.

"It was specially made from the famous shop of Mexico! 100% wool and 100% fur, so no worries, Allen! This shawl will generate warm for you!" Allen smiled and gave a thankful look to his comrade. Kanda just snorted.

"By the way Yuu-"

"One more time and I will gladly cut you into streads." Lavi sweatdropped as he changed the way of addressing Kanda.

"Okay Kanda so who is that moyashi-chan you are talking about?" Allen frowned as he did not really like that nickname.

"He is a new accommodator. A parasite one that can use his imaginations and turn it into reality. Though I wonder whether he eats as mush as that moyashi does." Allen scoffed and chose to bear the anger and ignore him. He heard a soft growl coming from his stomach and thought that it was time for him to proceed to the cafeteria and filled his stomach. The white boy flushed in embarrassment. It was lucky that the growl was barely audible, or else the two older teens there would surely laugh at him, especially Kanda.

"Oh ya, come to think of that, I'm feeling a little hungry! Yuu, have you eaten yet?" Come to think of that, Kanda did not have his meals for the whole day and he was feeling a little hungry too, but why he should be eating with a low-EQ bunny and a small beansprout whose stomach seemed to be an endless bottomless pit? It would be utterly embarrassing to sit with the two of them, and people would probably gape at him, surprised that the grumpy samurai would even want to sit with them. Allen heaved a sigh of relief, glad that they were hungry as well.

"That's great! I'm hungry as well..."

"Well it will be surprising if you are not hungry, moyashi."

"It's Allen, baKanda." Allen snapped as he gave an unpleasing look at the raven-haired teen. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain numbing his whole body, making him feel dizzy. Next thing, he felt his chest getting heavy all of a sudden and Allen hunched down, covering his mouth as he felt nauseous. Lavi was taken aback as he walked towards him, wanting to check on the white teen, but Allen slowly stood up and turned his back on him. Lavi stopped, his hand still stretching out towards him.

"Allen, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay. I...I need to go somewhere so the both of you can go straight for the canteen first." Before Lavi could speak, Allen ran off and disappeared to the back of the corridor.

"Sa I wonder what happened to him? Allen has been acting weird since he was sent to the infirmary two days ago?" Kanda stared at Lavi, stunned by his words. If he did not hear wrongly he heard that that particular beansprout was in the infirmary after his mission? He pondered on the reasons why Allen would be sent there. Normally in this type of mission, they would only met level 1 – 3 akumas and having two years of experience, this would have been complete like it was just a piece of cake, but why Allen would end up in the infirmary? Mostly he must be injured from the mission, but from who? The raven teen settled his answers as it was probably from a member of the Ancient Family. He snorted.

"Tch. That weak midget..."

Thick red, crimson liquid was circulating along the toilet water, slowly being diluted as Allen coughed out blood continuously for five minutes. When his body was finally satisfied he sank down onto the tiled-floor and leaned his trembling body against the door, panting. He slowly wiped away the last stains of blood left at the corner of his lips and laughed bitterly, mocking at himself.

For being so weak

He did not know that the side effects of the Noah in his body had started to worsen at a fast rate. His hand was covering his face as he continued to gasp softly, catching his breath. His lungs and heart seemed to be working extra harder than before, as he could feel the impact of the blood vessels contracting and expanding, the red blood cells being sent to the rest of the body to prolong his body system. Allen swallowed the saliva with a little blood in his mouth, tasting the bitter metallic taste as he staggered up to his feet and exited the cubicle, pacing slowly to the washing basin. His hand felt the cold knob as he turned on the water tap and washed his face, rinsing his mouth at the same time to clear that stench that he loathed. As he looked up at the mirror and saw his reflection, his eyes widened when he saw the same shadow lurking behind him, a smile planted on his face.

Since he had entered the white room belonging to a Noah called the Fourteenth and played the piece that he owned in the Ark, he already knew that that one behind him was that Noah, who had seemed to possess his body as one of its own. That person would appear whenever he looked into something transparent that could reflect his image, and it would always put on that smile that seemed to be mocking at him, laughing at his weaknesses; laughing at his uselessness.

The one that taunted his life.

The one that ruined his life.

The one who would hunt him down, no matter where he went.

"Stop looking at me." Allen muttered, his face looking down as the sink as the water continued to flow down the drain, but he could still feel the presence as the white-haired boy jerked, sensing someone was touching his shoulders. He tried to shrug the feeling off, but it still remained there, as if it was permanent and could not be removed.

"Stop touching me." His breathings grew heavy as the grip on the basin grew tighter, his nails scratching the shiny white surface of the sink. The laughter continued to echo through his mind, laughing hysterically, laughing at him for being cursed, having the curse his foster father left and now he was cursed by having a Noah inside himself.

Allen...

Allen, you are destined to be with me forever till the day you die...no, no, are you thinking of ending your life? No, you can't. You can't die yet.

I have not finished playing with you yet...

"STOP TALKING TO ME!" Shatters of the mirror were heard before the room was silent. The swashing of the tap water could be heard going down the drain as the white-haired boy's fist was still positioned in the middle of the cracks of the transparent matter, thick, red blood oozing out in between his fingers. He heard soft gasps as he turned around and saw a Finder staring at him, horrified. Allen gritted his teeth as he walked out of the toilet, trying to forget what had happened just now. His pace grew faster as he started to run; run away from the fact that he was a Noah; run away from the fact that he wanted to get away from that voice who was screeching in his head, making him crazy.

Allen continued to run, but the voice would always catch up with him-no, the voice always lingered beside his earlobes, his whispers soft but clear. The boy slapped his ears, thinking that he might be hallucinating, but the voice never went away, haunting him every second when he was still alive in this world.

"Umm..."

"Who?!?" Allen turned around to prepare to attack the intruder, but it turned out to be a boy around the age when he first entered the Order. The boy was startled by his harsh voice and stammered, not sure on whether to speak or not. Allen then realised and apologised to the boy for frightening him. He then took a closer look at him and pondered, wondering whether he had seen him before.

"Are you new here? I think I do not see you here before?" The boy suddenly took a deep bow, to Allen's astonishment.

"Y-Yes! My name's Timothy Claws, a new exorcist here! Nice to meet you!" Allen laughed as this boy let him that remembered the days when he just first joined this organisation. He had many similar points and if he was not wrong, his height when he entered the Black Order was also about the same height as his.

"Timothy...so I can call you Tim then?" The boy blinked before he nodded his head.

"Yes!" Allen smiled as he stretched out his hand.

"Welcome to the Black Order. My name's Allen Walker. You can call me Allen." Timothy shook Allen's hand as the both of them smiled.

"Tim! Where have you been? Morh, I have been looking for you!" Allen's eyes widened a little at this familiar voice. He looked up and saw the familiar olive-haired girl standing at the hallway, her gaze onto him too. She slowly paced towards them as she stammered, not believing her eyes.

"Allen...kun?"

"Lena..lee?" The two friends stared at each other as the girl clasped the boy's hands, looking straight into his eyes.

"How are you, Allen-kun?"

"I'm fine. What about you, Lenalee?"

Timothy just stared at Lenalee, then at Allen as the two exorcists had totally forgotten the presence of that boy and continued to stare at each other with affection eyes, missing each other and was elated that they had finally got to meet after two months of separation when the exorcists were sent to different destination. The olive-haired girl observed every feature of that white-haired teen and her heart ached, seeing that Allen had lost weight since she last saw him. Her hand touched on his cheek gently, her fingers sliding through the white strands as the boy jerked a little, astonished.

"Lenalee..."

"You have lost weight, Allen-kun." Allen knew that his friend was worried about him. He gave a gentle smile as he touched her hand, getting the attention of that girl.

"I'm alright, Lenalee. Don't worry." Timothy thought for a while before he covered his mouth, giving a sly grin.

"Oh ya Allen-kun, this is Tim who has currently joined the Black Order as an exorcist. His Innocence is also parasitic, just like you, and his powers are to be able to turn his imaginations into reality. Tim, can you do an example for us? Your power." The little one nodded as he closed his eyes and started mumbling something under his breath. At that moment, Allen felt something moving his own body as it reacted on its own while Lenalee suddenly rammed towards the white-haired exorcist, their faces slammed together.

Meanwhile Lavi was putting his arms behind his redhead as he whistled a merry tune to himself. Beside him was the raven samurai who turned away, his mood foul as usual. The two decided that Allen was taking too long and they decided to find him before they went to eat in the cafeteria. As the two older teens walked along the corridor they noticed three figures standing just ahead of them. Lavi stopped his footsteps as his mouth slowly opened wide, while Kanda just raised an eyebrow.

"What...!" Allen's eyes snapped open as he broke off the kiss and pushed the girl away by her shoulders, his eyes widened with shock. Lenalee's face was very red as she touched her lips slightly, wondering what they were doing just now. Both exorcists just stood there, the atmosphere becoming weird. Soft laughter was heard as they realised that Timothy was still there, and that little one was bursting into fits of giggles somemore! Allen frowned, sensing something amiss as he stared at him.

"Tim, did you do something?" The little one hic'ed as he blinked at the older teen, his face cringing as he was trying his best not to burst out laughing again.

"N-Nothing! *haha It's *haha nothing! *gasped before laughing"

"Allen! You and Lenalee..." The playful teen imitated the smooching sound and his two thumbs stuck together, a symbol for couples. Allen stammered as he blushed while Lenalee's face was bright scarlet, turning away.

"I-It's not what you are imagining!" Kanda leaned against a stone pillar that was not far from them and just stared.

"It's really not what you are thinking Lavi!" Even Lenalee was unsure what she was talking about. She could still remember vividly how the warm lips of that white boy gently touched hers. The warm seemed to have reached her whole self as she could only feel hotness. She felt for her forehead, wondering whether she had a fever or not, but her forehead was rather cold. She frowned, pondering what should that mean.

"Yuu, didn't you see how loving they are when they kiss? Yuu, answer me!" Kanda uttered a low hiss like a python, glaring at Lavi.

"Stop calling me that, and I do not give a damn hell about them! Especially that moyashi!" Allen's eyes twitched in irritation as that topic on beansprouts was brought up again, and he really hated being called a beansprout when he was already about 1.73 metres tall!

"It's Allen, baKanda! How many times must I tell you this?"

"Che. To me, you are still a moyashi who has not grown up yet."

"Oh really, girly-man?" Kanda snarled as he glared at the white-haired teen.

"What did you just said?"

"Oh, do you want me to repeat again? Well your brain here is really progressing information very slowly." Allen sighed as he pointed to his head on where the brain should be. At that time Kanda was seething with anger and the veins at the side of his forehead had started to pop out. Mugen was unsheathed as he stormed towards Allen, shoving Lavi away as if he was a pesky obstacle, and directed his Innocence at the throat of Allen who had activated his Innocence once more and blocked his attacks using the black claws, both hissing and glaring at each other, refusing to give way. Everyone was gawking at this situation as no one dared to move forward and stop this quarrel, treasuring their lives.

"Ryuu..."

Allen jerked as his eyes widened, shocked.

"Rutherford..."

"W-What?" Kanda muttered as the two of them slowly backed away, having a shocking look on their faces. Allen was still staring at the floor, dazed while Kanda walked backwards and his body met the stone pillar, stopping himself from moving. Lavi, Lenalee and Timothy blinked, bewildered at this situation. It was even rare that they stopped fighting at their own accord. The redhead scratched his head and pinched himself, wondering whether he was dreaming or not, but he yelped as he felt a sharp pain in his flesh. It was not a dream.

That feeling...That angst feeling almost crushed him into bits as Allen controlled the tears from welling in his eyes. He did not know what was that. That flash of memory that showed that two people's deep affection for each other...it seemed like it had happened to him before, and that person he was touching was quite familiar.

"So familiar..."

"ALLEN-KUN! LENALEE! LAVI-KUN! KANDA-KUN! COME TO MY OFFICE IMMEDIATELY!" Everyone jumped as a sudden loud yelling was heard from their golems each. Kanda was snapped out of his thoughts as he hissed, the thoughts being chased away by that voice of that particular supervisor.

"Komui-san?"

"Marh I think it must be mission for us. Tim, we will be going to see Komui-nii-san for a while, so you can go to the canteen first, okay? We will see you there." The new exorcist blinked as he nodded his head, understood. Lavi tugged his arm around the raven-haired samurai as Kanda growled, telling him to back off. Allen and Lenalee chatted between themselves happily as the four of them proceeded to the Chinese man's office. Timothy peered from behind and decided to follow them.

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