My first Fan Fic: AllenxLenalee, 14th Noah. Please give feedback! This is just the first chapter. I plan to continue on and have Allen transform into the 14th eventually. How are the writing style and flow? Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own -Man, it belongs to Katsura Hoshino

Chapter 1: Sunset

Allen looked at Lenalee. Her hair was down, blowing in the breeze which carried her sweet scent to him. He closed his eyes and tried to engrave this moment into his mind, like Lavi could, so he could recall it later whenever he felt alone or needed to find a source of strength. She was beautiful with her porcelain features facing the setting sun, splaying vibrant colors which saturated the scene with their deepness.

Sadness struck. The setting of the sun meant the end of his world of light and the oncoming of his world of darkness which he would suffer through alone; in the shadowy corner of his room and the dark recesses of his mind. He was never alone in those corners anymore. They were slowly being filled with another's presence, a Noah called Neah. He was emerging from his mind with some corporeal manifestations these past few months. Whenever Allen passed a reflective object he could see the shadow of "the musician" grinning back at him behind his own reflection. It was disconcerting at first, but he soon learned to expect it and not freak out when he espied it; the freak outs had caused Link to become suspicious and take some long notes in his notebook.

Now however, when Allen was in grave danger he would blank out only to resurface to Kanda yelling at him, calling him that annoying nickname "moyashi." He had a feeling it was Neah's fault because he wouldn't be harmed when coming to but the others would be looking at him confused and a little concerned. This first happened when fighting a Level 4 akuma a few months ago, but these episodes had been increasing lately to at least once a week, either during a battle or when half asleep while Link was at certain meetings or reporting to Lvellie.

After each of these episodes pain would rack his body as he felt his insides were being scrambled. His hair was also getting wavier (which of course Link had noted, though he did not know it was looking more like Neah's). As the number of these episodes increased so did the occurrences of his cursed eye acting up as if rebelling at the new consciousness that was coming forth: one side wanting to make akuma while the other side trying to save the their souls. When he was not in pain from the Noah, or his eye, he tried to enjoy his time with the other exorcists; especially Lenalee Lee.

As the sunset turned to dusk, Lenalee turned away from the stone wall to go back inside with Allen, Lavi and Kanda. They had just returned from completing a successful mission of saving a village from its infestation of akuma which had been searching for a fragment of innocence. As the colors around them faded to deep purples and blues they entered headquarters. Lenalee went to report to Komui, Lavi mischievously stalked after Kanda who was going to go and meditate somewhere Lavi-free (it had been a long train ride involving markers, braids, and fire), and Allen stood there trying to linger in the moment. He mentally noted that Link was busy reporting about the mission, which would somehow take three to five hours depending on how extensive his notes were. Sighing, Allen turned and walked the deserted halls of the order, through the empty dining hall, up many winding stairs and ended up back at his room. The physical manifestation of the prison his mind had become.

He entered and sat at his desk in the dark trying to remember every detail of the beautiful scene he had had the honor of spectating: the colors, Lenalee's hair, the breeze, the scent, the feeling of peace. It was a nice contrast to his moments of torment that followed him ever where. He then felt his eye activate. He knew there were no akuma at hand, but that he was feeling the pain of some distant akuma that had had the misfortune of being created; their souls in torment as they were forced to commit murder. This pain racked his whole body. It was as if all the akuma's anguish and sorrow was entering his body through his left eye. He whimpered pressing his right hand to his eye to try and stifle the pain. Then the pain increased dramatically as he realized he was feeling an akuma evolve to a Level 2, its soul disintegrating and Allen's own feeling the same. He cried out in agony as he curled in on himself to try and contain the torment he was experiencing. He then heard a knock on his door.

Lenalee was on her way back to her room after giving her short report on the mission to her overprotective brother, thinking about how she saw less and less of Allen, especially after dinner or a mission. It made her sad and worried; he was the one person that brought her the most happiness and feeling of peace. His smiles warmed her to the core and his polite speech and shyness were endearing. If only she could help him feel peace. She knew he felt responsible for the saving of every akuma he came or didn't come across. It was hard to see him try and shoulder that burden alone. She wanted to help him, but he seemed to disappear a lot lately. She decided to take a small detour and go visit Allen to see how he was doing. As she reached his door she heard the sound of someone in pain. Quickly she knocked on his door anxiously waiting for a response. When she received none, she called out to him while trying the door handle on the off chance that it would be unlocked. It was…

Allen could not speak for fear of relaying his pain through his voice to whoever was knocking on his door. He then heard the sound of Lenalee calling his name as his door knob turned downward. He had forgotten to lock it.

The first thing Lenalee saw was darkness in the room. She then peered through shadows and saw a figured curled up on a chair at Allen's desk.

"Allen?" she called hesitantly. Hoping that she had been hearing things and he had actually just fallen asleep at his desk after their exhausting mission. Then she heard the moaning coming from him and noticed that his hands were clenched at his cursed eye as he rocked back and forth slightly. Realizing what was happening she ran to him. She had seen something like this once when she had stumbled on him in the bell tower in the middle of the night. He had been trying to endure the pain his eye was giving him alone in the dark. Once again he was trying to bear it alone, and this time it was worse. She did not know how to alleviate the pain so she just hugged him tightly, trying to convey her feelings for him in that embrace.

Allen felt Lenalee around him; she was like a blanket of hope and love. He could not return the hug because of the pain, but her presence helped to dull it a little. He knew it would end in a few minutes and he would have to apologize to her for causing her to worry and see him in this state.

She stayed embracing Allen's curled up figure while he whimpered, gently rocking him until the pain started to subside. When he was finally able to unclench and relax a little he started to say something. It was an apology. Infuriated at this, she started to cry. She wanted to yell at him trying to bear this alone again, but she did not want to hurt him anymore then he was already hurting. Instead she just stayed there embracing him, trying to convey the fact that she would always be there for him whenever he needed someone.

After a few more moments Allen relaxed more and realized that Lenalee was still holding him. She was so slender and seemingly fragile, yet she was an anchor to him and his source of strength. Allen slowly uncurled and sat up straighter, turning to look her in her deep, lavender eyes. They still had some tears silently streaming down them, which he felt guilty about. He hated to see her cry, especially if he was the cause. It was gut wrenching and it felt as if his stomach had shrunk to just a mass of knots. He was going to start apologizing again but was stopped as Lenalee leaned in and kissed him.

Once again, please leave feedback. It's my first and I don't know yet how to break up the switching view points and preserve the flow. Any pointers? Thanks.