This Is My Story.
MindFuel.
T.
D.Gray-Man.
LaviAllen
Romance. Friendship.
Shonen-Ai. AU.
Disclaimer: I don't own it, although I would sell my soul to the devil to have it.
Last update in Jan?? Wow. It doesn't feel like its been that long since I last updated. Oh how time flies. Anyways, enjoy this fic, I'll be starting off with a few drabbles about the Allen Walker we all know and love: the clown, the recluse, the compulsive liar. ♥
1. Scar
It's just a birthmark, a line running from my left eyebrow, over my eyelid, down to the middle of my cheek. It has a few kinks in it where the line curves and turns, but overall, it's pretty steady, and not to mention, barely visible. The shade of my birthmark is only a tinge darker than the rest of my skin. During the summer when I get a tan, you can barely see it at all.
That's the normal explanation for it. But… it's rather boring, isn't it?
"Hey Allen, how'd you get that scar?"
I looked up from my book into the eyes of a fellow classmate. As I stared at him for a second I found myself not being able to recall how many times I'd answered the question before. Finally I pushed the thought aside after remembering that I'd lost count after the first week of school.
As my classmate stood there, surrounded by a group of his friends, waiting for my answer, I wondered to myself if it would be appropriate to tell the truth this time. But as I stared into his waiting face, I knew that I couldn't let him down, or his friends, or even myself for that matter—I had a reputation to uphold—so I calmly smiled and lied, "My god-cousin-in-law tightened my violin strings one day and one of 'em snapped me in the face," without even batting an eyelash.
Their reaction was typical: silence, disbelief, then laughter. Of course some of the girls looked at me sympathetically, but most of the time, their reaction was the same, humored. You're such a clown, they always said while slapping my back before walking off. Of course it was a lie. But I could always sense their feeling of bewilderment as they walked away. With the way I always answered my questions with a completely straight face, I'm sure they questioned both my sanity and their own as they wondered whether or not to believe my bogus answer.
Either way, I always found myself entertained by their confusion as they walked off.
And with their backs turned to me, I'd smile. Silly children.
Fun Fact: Did you know that I really do have a god-cousin-in-law?