I haven't seen anything like this done yet.
Feather White
By Neko-chan the Mewse
7/21/09
"M-mana…" Allen sniffed and curled closer to his adoptive father's gravestone. "Mana…" A flash of white caught his attention. He looked up to find a young adult in a pale ragged cloak. The teen was as pale as his cloak with his white hair and pale eyes and Allen couldn't help but stare in awe at him. "Are you an angel?"
Those cold blue grey eyes locked onto him and Allen shivered. "An angel…? No, not quite. Will you come with me?" A gloved hand was extended towards him and Allen blinked. Strangers weren't safe, but for some odd reason, this one felt very familiar. It couldn't hurt, could it?
Allen reached out with one mitten covered hand and hesitantly grasped the teen's hand. In an instant, he was surrounded by soft white and gently bundled closer to the teen's chest. "My name's Allen Walker. What's your name?" he asked his new guardian with all the innocence of a child as the teen began walking away from the grave.
He was pressed against his savior's chest and could feel the other's voice rumble through his chest. "I don't have a name. Not anymore."
"Can I give you one then?" Allen asked. He didn't want his friend to be nameless. The white haired teen slowly nodded and Allen smiled. "You can be Snowy!"
"How about I call myself 'Yuki' instead?" The newly named Yuki said. "It means the same thing in Japanese. Snowy isn't exactly a name for humans."
"I guess you're right." Allen mused. "Do you speak Japanese?"
"A little," Yuki smiled. It had been out of necessity that he had learned bits of Japanese. "It's not much though. We've got to get you cleaned up. Where have you been staying since Mana's funeral?" Yuki already knew the answer but he needed Allen to say it.
Allen bit his lip before confessing, "I stayed with Mana."
"That won't do," Yuki said. "You're coming with me."
Allen didn't mind going with the kind teen. Even if he wasn't an angel, Yuki still looked like one and Allen liked that. He didn't know how Yuki would react if Allen called him pretty though, so he wouldn't say anything. Little Allen closed his eyes and buried his face into his new guardian's white cloak, unaware of how close he had been to being visited by the Millennium Earl.
Yuki was an excellent guardian and seemed to know exactly what Allen wanted and needed. This only reinforced Allen's thoughts that Yuki was an angel in disguise.
Yuki had been quick to lay out ground rules. Allen was to stay close to him at all times. Allen would listen and obey if Yuki gave an order. Allen was allowed to voice his opinion as long as he didn't shout it. Under Yuki's care, Allen began to flourish.
Sure, Yuki was a bit strange. Allen didn't know where Yuki was getting his money and had asked one time only to find out that Yuki was somehow getting all his money from poker games. They wandered about the country with no actual aim until Yuki decided to settle them in an abandoned cabin.
Allen could fondly recall the days he spent helping Yuki fix the place up. It was hard work and Yuki was a slave driver, but at the end of the day Yuki would give him a fond pat to the head and compliment him. It was an amazingly effective tactic. Allen worked as hard as he could and lived for the moments Yuki praised him.
Then one day, Yuki sat down and told him a story about exorcists and Noah and monsters called akuma that could wear human skins. Allen had shivered and asked if it was real. Yuki had looked at him with a weary gaze and said yes. Then he showed Allen his own innocence, Crown Clown, and mentioned that Allen had an innocence as well.
Allen was astonished. The whole thing had sounded like something from a horror story. He wouldn't have believed it if he hadn't seen proof. One day, while they were in town to pick up supplies, an akuma attacked them. Yuki had taken it out quickly and Allen had seen something that made him curious.
"Yuki," Allen said quietly. Yuki turned to face him with a quirked eyebrow. "What happened with your eye?"
Yuki reached up to touch his left eye. "This eye lets me see the souls of the akuma."
"What do they look like?" Allen asked curiously. He wondered what souls looked like.
Yuki gave Allen a sad smile and Allen instantly regretted his question. "They're crying, Allen. They're in pain and they cry for their loved ones." Yuki looked as if he was in pain. "The only way to free them is to destroy them with an innocence."
Allen looked at Yuki, at how much pain the akuma put him in, and thought about the trapped souls. At that moment, Allen knew he was destined to become an exorcist. He would help save those trapped souls.
