Warnings: Shonen-ai. Obviously. Fluff. Tyki x Allen. Nothing else.
-Man doesn't belong to me, sadly. Or else I would be strangling Funimation.
Enjoy~
"No good ever came from a Noah dating an Exorcist."
Tyki glared at the pages of the book that he wasn't really reading. Of course, those words had come from his own mouth not so long ago.
He was kind of regretting it. He thought he might have to go back on that statement…
I can't believe Road kissed the card sharp, he thought to himself, clenching his teeth together. That was supposed to be his job. And then of course Tyki went a teensy bit insane and tried to kill the boy, so he guessed that wasn't really going to help his chances all that much, either.
"Damnit," he growled, his arm twitching as he suppressed his urge to throw the book at the wall. Yeah, he was angry. But, yeah, he had a right to be. Everything that happened with Allen in the Ark was still sitting in his mind, and his side still hurt like all hell where that white-haired boy had stabbed him with that sword of his.
Yeah, he was getting all of his bitching and moaning in while he still could. He knew that any moment now, the Earl would show up and give him a mission that he didn't want to do…
"Tyki-pon~ "
Ah, speak of the devil. Quite literally.
The Earl, after announcing his presence, opened the door and peered in.
"May I talk to you a moment?~"
"Oh, yes, of course," Tyki said, putting on his best "I'm-really-not-pissed-of-right-now-I-swear-I'm-just-as-mellow-as-can-be" face. Of course, the Earl probably didn't fall for it for one moment. The Earl also didn't give a shit. Tyki also didn't give a shit that the Earl didn't give a shit.
No shits were given.
Moving on.
"Are you still feeling unwell from your last assignment?~"
"No, Earl, I'm fine." Are you fucking kidding me? My side hurts like all HELL.
"That's good. So, do you think that you'd be able to take on a little weensy assignment?~"
"I'm sure it won't be a problem." And I'll make sure to take a band-aid in case my side splits open along the way.
"That's nice. Well, you do know that the headquarters of The Order is being moved, don't you?~"
"No, I didn't." Would you like me to go and help move boxes?
"Oh, you didn't? Well, your mission is to find out where and when that move is going to be.~"
"I see." Does this include seducing Exorcists? An Exorcist in particular?
"I would like you to start as soon as possible.~"
"Do you have any particular method you would like me to get this information?" Seducing Exorcists, seducing Exorcists…
"No.~"
"Alright. I'll leave tonight, is that okay with you?" Scooooore.
"Yes, that sounds lovely. I have some other business to attend to, so if you have any questions later then I'm sure Road can help you out.~"
"Yes, sir. Goodbye."
"Goodbye.~"
The Earl made his way out, and Tyki allowed himself a satisfied grin when he was sure it was safe.
Oh, would you look at that, his side wasn't hurting anymore.
A couple of hours later, Tyki poked his head out of the handy-dandy ark that wasn't quite complete but worked anyways. He saw the top of the Order's headquarters a foot or two below him.
He hopped out, gracefully landing on the roof. Now, how shall I do this? He wondered to himself, tightening the grip his hair tie had on his annoying mane. He would one day cut it off, he swore. He pulled a cigarette out to chew on, deciding that it wasn't exactly the best time to light up. What to do, what to do…?
He eventually sighed, and decided on a plan of action. It wasn't the most cunning, he knew, but he didn't really care, at this point. If everything was to go as planned, his presence wasn't exactly going to be "unknown", now was it?
Tyki grinned, entertaining himself with his thoughts. Ah, but he wanted more than thoughts. Experiences and memories were more his style. His mouth twitched, and he ground the cigarette between his teeth. Well, here goes nothing.
He slipped right through the roof, and landed without a sound in the room under.
Luckily enough for him, there was no one there. A single bulb hung from the ceiling, the light from it barely enough to see from. He glanced around, and after seeing nothing of interest, decided to find an exit. He threw his cigarette into a dusty corner.
His means of escape happened to be a trap door that he eventually found hiding behind a pile of boxes. He slowly pulled it open, keeping carefully out of view of anyone that could be under it.
There wasn't anyone.
He stuck his head through the door and looked around, spotting someone in a white robe-thing coming towards him. A…Finder, he guessed. Not a very observant finder, for not seeing someone sticking their head out from the attic, but…eh.
Said finder walked right past Tyki, at which point he jumped down from the room he was in and followed the finder around for a second or two, perfectly silent.
Exactly my size, Tyki snickered to himself, and knocked the finder out with a swift thump to his head. All too easy.
And so, around five minutes later, Tyki was walking around in a finder's coat and there was an unconscious body tied up upstairs. Happy day.
Of course, Tyki had let his hair down and had switched back into his "white" self. Because a gray guy walking around the Order isn't suspicious at all.
"Oi," he called to someone walking by. They turned. "I'm looking for a boy named 'Allen Walker'? Do you know where I could find him?"
"Oh, Allen? Yeah. He's probably in his room right now."
"…And where would that be?"
"Uhm…four floors down, third door to the right, I think."
"Alright, thanks. You're a lifesaver."
"You're welcome."
Then said person when back to their business.
Tyki could laugh, he really could. However, he supposed that he'd save that for later. For now, he made sure no one was around and then slipped through the floor.
One, two, three, four, he counted as he fell. He stopped on the fourth one.
"All the doors look the same," he muttered to himself as he looked around. Good thing he had picked the middle of the night for this mission, because this way there weren't exactly many people around to see a man materialize from the ceiling.
He counted the doors, and then walked over to one. He…thought this was the right door…Then he shrugged. Nothing for it, I suppose.
He waltzed right in through (literally) the door, and to his utter delight, he spotted an Allen sprawled out on the bed in the corner.
"Perfect," he said quietly, slipping off his Finder coat. That thing itched for god knows what reason. Tyki hoped he didn't get an infestation or something. That would bite.
He brushed off his shirt, then reached into his pocket to pull out another cigarette. This one he lit.
"If I were human, I'd die of lung cancer," he muttered, rather amused as he sat down on the side of the Exorcist's bed. Oh, well, would you look at that, the poor kid fell asleep in his clothes. Tyki grinned, thinking something along the lines of: I could fix that…
However, he turned his gaze to the wall for a moment to ponder his plan of action. It wasn't any good going into battle without a strategy, you know. This was basically the same thing. He sighed, blowing smoke out of his mouth as he did so. The Noah looked over at Allen again.
"Oh, you're awake?" Tyki exclaimed. Although in most circumstances, "awake" probably wasn't the word he could use. Allen was staring at him with bleary eyes half open, and Tyki wasn't even sure his brain was registering what was going on.
"Why…" the Exorcist muttered, propping himself up on his elbows and blinking a few times, "Is there a Noah in my bed?"
Tyki just smirked.
"I'm…I'm dreaming, right?" Allen continued on.
"Is that a rhetorical question or an invitation to pinch you?" Tyki asked, at this point rather enjoying himself. Although, in theory, there was much more to be enjoyed here.
"…rhetorical question," Allen answered, after a bit of thought. Tyki frowned.
"Oh, come on, you're no fun," he complained, placing a hand down on the bed to lean on.
Allen stared at him a moment, and then narrowed his eyes. "Why, I ask again, are you here?"
"Oh, come on, no need to be so defensive. If I was here to kill you, I would have already," Tyki said, as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Allen tried to pull his legs closer to him, but stopped when he nearly ran into Tyki's hand.
"Well, then what do you want?"
Normally, Allen would be on his highest alert. But for some reason…He was trying to not feel relaxed, to keep himself on edge, but Tyki emanated such a relaxed atmosphere that Allen found it hard not to trust him.
"Why're you sleeping in your clothes, anyways?" Tyki asked, completely off-topic, it seemed. Allen looked down, seeming surprised.
"…oh," was all he said for a moment. Then he looked back up at the smoking Noah, who grinned.
"You know that'll get them all wrinkled and dirty that way," he said, with a subtle tilt of his head.
"Well, I'm not taking them off in front of you, if that's what you mean," Allen said…although, he was joking.
"Why not?" Tyki asked, smirking.
If Allen had been drinking anything at the moment, he would have choked.
"W-what?" he squeaked, his face turning red.
"Well, if you're unwilling, I could always take them off for you," Tyki purred, leaning closer to the blushing Exorcist.
"Ah…" Allen tried to lean away, but ended up running into the wall. "I r-really don't think that that would be the greatest idea," he stammered, the words practically falling out of his mouth. Tyki leaned in closer, grinning all the while.
"On the contrary," he began, but dropped the statement at that. He crept up to Allen, now inches away.
"N-no, really, y-you should probably leave, I mean you're a N-N-Noah and all and and—mmf!?!"
Allen was unable to finish his sentence due to the fact that his mouth was otherwise occupied. With Tyki's mouth.
"Holy shit," Allen attempted to say after Tyki was…finished. The Exorcist was expecting sound to come out with his words, but evidently he was incapable. Tyki smirked, seeming pleased. Then he brought something into Allen's view. It was a red necktie…and it seemed awfully familiar…
"Hey, give that back!" Allen demanded, attempting to snatch his own necktie away from the Noah. (Honestly, Allen hadn't even realized that Tyki had taken it.) However, Tyki moved his arm slightly out of Allen's reach, preventing his prize from being taken.
"I'll need pay," Tyki said, raising one of his eyebrows.
"What? No!" Allen immediately protested, squaring his shoulders.
Tyki just shrugged.
"Alright, then," he said, getting up off of Allen's bed and walking to the door. He placed his hand on the handle…
"Ah, wait," Allen said, evidently changing his mind. "What…kind of…pay?" he mumbled hesitantly. Tyki glanced over at the still red Exorcist, and noting his expression, seemed puzzled for a moment.
"What're you seeming so shy about? There are certain things even I wouldn't force upon someone, you know."
Allen crossed his arms. "Well, what, then?"
Tyki shrugged. "I don't know. Little things. Like…before, when you turned all red."
Although that last part sounded more like a tease.
"Not that you wouldn't," Allen grumbled, most likely too quiet for Tyki to hear. The Noah turned himself around to face the Exorcist.
There was silence for a moment.
"Oh, I don't really care," Tyki sighed. He tossed the necktie to Allen, who caught it. "If you're this reluctant, then it's really no fun."
Allen looked down at the necktie in his hand, rather stunned. "What, really?" he asked, surprised.
He also felt a different emotion stirring around inside of him. It felt…like…disappointment?
No, no, he must have just been tired. That's it.
"Yes, really," Tyki said, turning the door handle. "But don't think I'm gone forever, I'll be back. For now, however," he opened the door, "Goodnight."
And then he walked out. Just like that. Allen sighed and got up to shut the door, but hesitated as he placed his hand on the handle.
Just shut the door, Allen, he thought, gripping the handle. Just shut the door, shut the door, shut the door…
"Hey, wait," Allen called, sticking his head out of the door. Tyki turned around.
"Hm?" the Noah asked. Allen walked over…
"Goodnight," he said, and then gave Tyki a farewell kiss. I mean, Allen had to stand on his toes, and even then Tyki had to lean down a little, but the Exorcist was sure that he didn't mind.
Then Allen scurried back to his room and shut the door.
Tyki smiled.
Remembering his assignment, Tyki took a stroll over to the Supervisor's office and grabbed a file off the top of his desk. The Noah flipped through it, and, being satisfied with the contents, made his way back to the ark.
"So, how'd your mission go, Tyki?" Road called as the previously mentioned Noah arrived.
"Oh…I'd say it went pretty well."
The Earl is my favoritest uber-villian to write ever. EVER.
Okay, well, yeah. R&R? Please?
Or else Tyki will have a bad day?