Disclaimer : I didn't own any of D. Gray-man characters. They belong to Hoshino Katsura-sensei.
Warning : Boys love/shonen-ai/BL/yaoi/slash (if you don't like it you're welcome to read too. Just remember I already warn you). Some cursing and bad language will popped up every then (cause I want to write badass Kanda with his potty mouth). Not beta-ed, so expect the massive grammar errors (I am not fluent in English, but practices makes perfect… right?). Might or might not include some spoilers (?) even if this story is totally AU. OOCness are really impossible to ignore, just cope with it, yeah?
Pairings : Well, the main reason I write this story was to pair uke-Allen with every seme available… (at first, now I am not too sure about it) But Yullen is the main pairing for sure. I like Lucky too, if you don't mind, aside of Laven and Pokerpairing…
Dedication : For all Demonic Love Hours readers… I am sorry! *tears* I hope you like it? *hopeful eyes*
It was a story from a long time ago, when people feared the night and worshipped the sunlight. There were people. There were 'us', and there were 'another people'. We are humans and they are the different kind of humans.
We fought each other. We called them by demons, and they called us by normals. The reason for our great wars was simple, because we are normal, and they are different.
And I was wondering why… why must we hate them just because they are different, and why they hate us back because we are normal?
Then I met him. I met one of them, and then the problem arose. He was so different at the same time so normal, I was charmed and I fell… hard. And I knew so was him.
Forbidden. Our bond was… forbidden. But forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest, he had said to me. And we were both tempted.
One bite was not enough. We were craving for more and we fell… too deep. How many times I wished for things to change. I hope for this world to perish. Or maybe things would be better if we both vanished from this cruel world? I hope you would take me away. So we could love each other in peace, without these wars threatened to do us part. But I should never be with you. That was the rule.
This bond must be destroyed. He wouldn't do that so this is my duty.
With this 'heart' I swear… I swear for the red moon, I returned my mortal body to the moon's embrace. Just please… spare him. I love him too much to see him hurt. But I would never forgive myself if he were to die with me. So please live, my love. Please live for us.
My heart, the heart that loves him too much wasn't mine. And I must return it to the rightful place. I am so sorry. My heart couldn't love you anymore, but I still am. As I floated around this world without my body and my heart, I will cry for you.
Re : Demonic Love Hours
Prologue
When the Story Begins
A pair of curious eyes gazed at the kind-looking man who sat on the wooden chair beside the child-sized bed. The owner of the eyes, a child who didn't look older than 6 years old, waited patiently until the man closed the ancient-looking book in his hand before launched his first question.
"Why the princess gone, Mana?" the child asked eagerly. The man chuckled at the question. He ruffled the white hair of the boy, earning an adorable pout from the said child.
"Didn't you hear me?" the man continued to smile as the boy batted his hand away, "It's because she didn't want his knight to suffer. And at least she didn't gone away completely. Her will stays there, and she keeps on protecting her knight, even when she lost her body and heart."
The child huffed. What an amusing sight, really, "How could she live without her body and heart? It means she becomes a ghost!" he gasped at this realization, "How could a ghost feel anything, Mana? And I feel bad for the knight. He must be so sad because he couldn't see the princess anymore… Hey Mana, can we see a ghost?"
"Easy, Allen," the man replied, eyes full of warmth. It was always this lively every time they finished a bed time story, the man thought, amused. "Listen. You didn't need a heart to love someone. Even without any memories, you can still feel your love for somebody," there, the man put a hand over the boy's chest, right on top the beating heart, "Because love knows no boundaries."
"So you mean… you can love someone even without a heart…? I am confused," the child put his own hand on top the man's heart, then he looked up to the man, "So even if you die, your love will never gone?"
The man patted the boy's head, this time without any resistance, "Yes. Even if your heart didn't beat anymore, your love will still there. It's the scary part, though. Our feelings didn't completely gone even we die. But some people just can't see the difference between true love and obsession,"
"Obsession?"
"Well," the man tapped his chin lightly as he thought, "I think what's called true love is…when you could sacrifice yourself for the sake of someone you really care,"
"Is that so? So I will die for someone I love too? I will die for you, Mana," declared the boy proudly. The man laughed.
"That's very nice of you, Allen. But sometimes die isn't necessary. There are a lot of sacrifices that can be made without you really dying. I love you too much to see you die for me, anyway. You can do something smaller for me. For example, you can do all the washing up tomorrow because you love me!"
"Waaii! That's not fair! Mana!" the boy squealed in surprise at the laughing man.
"Oh, look at the time Allen. You must go to sleep now if you want to be awake for your lesson tomorrow. We couldn't let the teacher come here without doing anything, right? Now, sleep!" the man jokingly commanded.
"Ugh," the boy grumbled a bit, but he still obeyed in the end. He let the man fixing his pillow and blanket for him.
"Sweet dreams, Allen," the man said. He secured the blanket to the boy's body once more and kissed his forehead loudly before turning off the light, "Good night,"
"Goodnight, Mana," the boy watched the man smiled for the last time and closed the door. Everything then turned dark. The boy sighed, feeling his eyes started to drop. With one last thought about the princess and love, he closed his eyes. Not too long after, the boy was drifting off to the land of dream.
That night, the boy dreamed about the princess. The princess was so beautiful. The boy thought her long hair was shining and it looked so soft. The princess was wearing a simple white dress. For some odd reason, he felt it suited the princess very much. He remembered about the time his Mana brought him to a wedding party. The princess' dress looked like a wedding dress the bride wore that time.
The princess was staring outside from the window in her room. With the sky looked so close, the boy thought maybe the princess' room was built in the highest tower of her palace. Following the princess' gaze, the boy realized she was watching the full moon. The princess' face looked so sad, it saddened him too.
The boy looked up at the moon, and he felt something strange on his belly. Like he swallowed a thousand snakes and they were coiling and dancing around inside him and clenched his heart. Was it sadness? Maybe it was because the moon looked very lonely. He wished the stars were present tonight, so the moon didn't look so lonely by itself in the dark sky. Where were they? Where were the stars? Did they abandon the moon?
"Princess!" the boy heard someone said and he looked over right in time someone entered the room in such a hurry. This person was a girl, a young girl with neat hair. The girl was shaking. Like something big and scary was chasing her. Maybe this was the princess' maid. Every princess has a maid, right?
"What is it?" the princess asked, and the boy decided he didn't like the princess as much as before. The princess' voice was so cold like ice, and without any hint of emotion. The princess didn't budge from her position as she asked this. The maid girl looked more and more nervous as the time passed by.
"I… I am sorry, my lady, for barging to your room like that," her voice isn't much nicer than the princess. But hers was filled with fear. "Bu-but, the… King! He was attacking The Court!"
It definitely took the princess by surprise. The princess sharply turned her head, eyes wide and… scared? Her voice then came out very quiet, like a whisper, "Wh—what?"
The maid looked ready to burst into tears any moment, he answered with shaky voive, "The treaty was… broken. You must get to the safety! They are fighting for you!"
A loud explosion could be heard and the entire building was shaking. The boy was frightened and he could tell the princess was too. She was clutching the edge of the window so hard.
"They will get to this place, Princess! You must go, now!"
As the second explosion went by, everything was shifting and blurred. The boy found himself falling and falling… to an endless hole. The dream was changed.
Instead of the princess' room in the tower, the boy found himself stood on an unknown long corridor. The source of light present was only from the burning torches nailed on the stone wall. The floor was made from stone too. Everything was cold and dark, and he was stood there alone. The silence made him shiver in fright.
The boy was ready to call out for his guardian when he saw shadows shifted from behind the high pillars. With his heart beating very loud, the boy waited for the shadows to come closer. He prayed whatever it was, it wasn't something too scary. But what will turn up from such a scary dark corridor except an equally scary monster?
But then the shadows turned out belonged to two little children. The boy relaxed a little. Curiously he examined the children who were running to his direction.
"Hey!" the white haired boy called, but the children kept on running past him. Maybe they couldn't see him? "Hey, I said! Wait!" he too ran over to catch the children. There's no way he would stay alone in this scary place!
With minimum lightning, the boy could only see a shape of one of the children. It was the taller one. Its face blurred, his/her hand clutched tightly to the other child. Escaping, he realized. They were escaping. But what did they escape from?
The shorter one was crying. The sound echoed from the entire corridor. The older one was soothing his/her companion, but they kept on running. Maybe they were siblings. The taller one's hair was very long it reached the child's back… Oh, was it a girl?
Suddenly there were voices. Voices from everywhere. Softly at first, like a whisper. But the whispers came from every direction and it got louder and louder. And then there were larger shadows approaching. Footsteps, loud stomps, and the sound of angry men. People. People with black robes and black hoods. The boy couldn't see their faces. They were coming and he knew they were searching for the siblings.
Shouts. Yells. Chains. Sparks of light from hands, terrified sobs. The boy watched, frightened. He could only stare helplessly as those large hands separated the two children apart.
The dream ended.
Mi's notes : Mi is not too sure about the prologue. I hope it's interesting enough to catch your attention. The next chapter is ready! *gasp* Just tell me how do you feel about my baby (is it better? Or maybe it's worse? *sobs*). The story will be updated every two weeks or so… if there isn't any problem (read : homeworks).
To be honest, I was under influence of Supernatural and Harry Potter fanfiction lately and couldn't bring myself to write other story than angst. Gah.
If you have any problem with my grammar or vocabulary, then stop and point out my mistakes. I will… um, try to edit it myself? I am in the need of practice...
-Love Mi ^^~