Lovin: I know, I know. Why am I writing a one-shot when I have so many other stories I should be working on...

Maggie: Yeah, like maybe After the last battle and beginning of new life?

Lovin: I'm re-writing that. Its going to happen.

Maggie: What about Eternally Sinned?

Lovin: That's going to be a long one. I'm working on it.

Maggie: And The Darkness Never Ends, Your Wings, And Dgrayman Idol?

Lovin: I'm Working on all of those sheesh!

Maggie: Then why are you writing an one-shot?

Lovin: Because this Idea will NOT get out of my head.

Summary: Everyone thought Allen Walker was the "light" of the order. But actually Allen hated the light and liked darkness.

Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-man T_T (except for the Allen doll, that's mine now)

Allen Walker is often known as the "light" of the order. It was supposed to be that he loved all things light.

Like his bright white hair, when the sunshine shone down on his hair making it look like fresh, untouched snow.

Or like his bright eyes that shone with happiness every time he smiles. Or the bright whiteness of the ark that was his. So pure and nice. That's what everyone thought of the Destroyer of Time, Pure and nice. No one saw into what he really was like and if they did they chose to ignore the fact that maybe their light wasn't as bright as they first thought it was.

In Allen's mind he hated the light. When his hair would shine bright white, he wanted to cover it and wait until dark when his hair would look silver not white. His bright eyes of happiness were fake. They only shone of real happiness about four times in his entire life. Entering the ark he felt sick. He wanted to paint the entire place jet black. He had lost his pureness a long time ago and he was only nice because it was easier to deal with people. Fake. He decided one day. All I am is fake. There is one thing that isn't fake. That is his love for the Order and the people in it and it is that love that might, one day cause him to stop faking and become real.

A/N: Yeah, that was my idea. …. oh well, I'm done now. Time to work on everything else. And during the part where I was writing how he liked everything darker. I thought of the song PAINTED BLACKby rolling stones. It's a very goon song. If you review I will give you a cookie.