A/N: HI~ :D
yes I am here with a new story. However this technically isn't a new story, I wrote this 3 years ago, on paper. Though one of my friends took it from me and I never saw it again. I actually loved this story and it was over 26 pages long. Though I don't remember most of it I am testing it out. The one reason I am re-writing this story is actually because of my friend. She liked this story, and encouraged me to re-write it. (more like forced xD) ANYWAYS~ onwards to my story :
A young Allen Walker woke up in his room, he stretched and quickly jumped out of his bed. He knew if he didn't the maid would come into his room and change him, which he dreaded every day. Before he even had time to run towards the closet he heard a knock on the door. "Come in?" the younger boy spoke, knowing already who it was.
"Master Walker?" A petite looking female walked into the room, she wore a maid's dress with a white apron, that was assigned to her when she was hired. The only thing that was truly hers were the knee high boots that her older brother had given her for her 18th birthday. Her long hair tied back in pigtails, while a black frilly head band sat gently on top of her head.
"Yes Miss Lee?" The younger moved slowly towards his closet, knowing what was about to happen next he chanced it anyways, picking out the least formal attire. His silver hues gleamed at the sight, they were still in tact and no one had gotten rid of them.
It was his favorite outfit after all, black slacks, a white button up shirt and a gray vest. Lena-lee frowned at the sight, "Mister Walker! You shouldn't even be dreaming of wearing those dreadful clothing today! You know your father wouldn't accept this on the day of his banquet."
The young white looked down throwing the outfit down, "I don't like those uncomfortable outfits everyone picks out for me though." he jumped onto his bed, having his hands lingering down on his sides, "I know father doesn't even like acknowledging that I am his son in the first place." he glared at his hand, "Because of this hideous arm."
Lena-lee knew exactly what to do in this situation, it seemed like it happened every other day, she walked beside the younger teen (for it was forbidden for a maid to sit on the master's bed), wrapped her arms around the boy and softly hummed to him. Then speaking in the softest of tones, "You know that's not true Master Walker, its those business men. They don't understand how special you are."
Allen hugged the female back, letting out a sigh as he looked up at her, "You really think my father loves me?" Once more he knew exactly how Lena-lee was going to answer, "Of course young master, he loves you like everyone else in this hotel does."
Allen pouted as he let go of the female, as she began to go through Allen's closet, finding what she thought would be the most comfortable clothing for him. She had chosen Allen some tight black pants, some dress shoes and a collared shirt with a ribbon as a bow mixed perfectly together with a black v-neck vest. It was exactly like his favorite outfit but, something that wasn't just to his liking.
He undressed himself as she began to put his clothing on, once he was into his outfit she left the room, "Master Walker you know if someone doesn't love you, you know I always will," she mumbled before closing the door, "You're like a little brother I've always wanted." she moved along towards the other rooms. She was in charge of the cleaning, and changing the young master since she was the only one who wasn't afraid of Allen's arm.
Allen jumped from his bed as he looked around, opening his room before peeking out as he watched people scramble around, trying to fix everything for the party. He let out a sigh, everyone was to fixated on making this the perfect party that no one would have time to sit down and talk to him.
The was about to walk back into his room as he noticed one of the maids coming by. "Miranda.~" the younger boy called out, as her name passed his lips the elder women fell over, dropping all the towels from her hand.
"Oh no this is bad! Really bad!" she whined out as she quickly tried to get everything back in order and folded neatly. Failing every time she picked up on towel, dropping the other right back where it landed before. She fell to her knees and began to whine, Allen quickly walked up to her as he knelt down trying to help her out.
"Oh master Walker don't do that!" Miranda quickly got up on her feet, grabbing all the towels in any ordinary fashion. "You must be prepared for the party not helping use meaningless servants. Now go get ready." She spoke as she hurried away, trying to fix her mess.
"B-But.." Allen sighed just standing there staring at the now empty space. "I just want people to see me, not as the young master." he walked towards the window as he gazed out, looking at the people cozy in their coats trying fight off the cold from the ice.
He envied them, watching what seemed to be like couples cuddling very close for warmth, he pouted as he watched people disappear from his sight. He slowly moved away from the window looking for a jacket to throw on and escape into the outside.
He grabbed the coziest sweater he could find, before sneaking out the back door. The younger boy thought no one was watching him, but without any of his knowledge, a certain blond watched in the midst of the shadows, a smirk appearing on the male's lips. "So young Allen wants to be free aye?" He chuckled softly, before walking towards Allen's room.
"You are going to wish you never tried escaping where you truly belong." The blond teen chuckled, slipping into the room, finding Allen's favorite outfit lying on the floor as he began to rip and tear the fabric into pieces. "I hope your having fun out there dear Allen.~" he mused softly before walking out of the room, feeling pleased with his actions.
Allen unaware of his friends actions he gasped outside with excitement, as people around him pointed, muttering to themselves. The younger boy didn't notice exactly what they were talking about. Until he realized his white hair stood out like a soar thumb. Luckily for him Lena-lee always left a beanie inside of his jackets.
It was to late however, people realized who he was. Trying to avoid the stares from everyone he began to run, run farther and farther from his mansion. Until bumping into someone, who didn't look like you'd want to get left into an alley alone with him.
Allen winced, "I-I.." he began, but before he knew it, the what appeared to be middle aged man grabbed the younger teen by his wrist. Allen tried his best to squirm but only managed to piss the man off , who pulled the boy closer. Allen scrunched his nose as he smelt liquor on the old man's breath.
"You look like a pretty girl." The man spat out, Allen shivered in fear, "L-Let me go~!" He shouted out,not even realizing the man had called him a girl, before the man quickly cupped his filthy hand onto Allen's mouth, he pulled the young boy closer, tugging on his wrists making the boy stumble with the elder man. Allen began to panic, noticing the man was pulling him into a dark alley.
Oh god! Why did I leave my home! I'm going to die.
Allen bit onto the man's hand, making the man rasp out in pain. Just pissing the man off gaining Allen a slap across the face. The younger boy falling over, and just as he did, his beanie slid off his head. Exposing his hair. He gulped softly, as the old man grinned widely. "I'v go' me..a rich one." the man slurred as he crept over Allen, as Allen was going to scream the man placed his hand onto the young boy.
The teen coward, he knew there was no way he could fight off the man, he probably weight to much and Allen was just to scrawny. He closed his eyes tightly afraid to see what the man was going to do to him.
"Looks like I've come in the nick of time." Allen opened his eyes as he tried to see who the voice came from. Though the older man was hovering over him.
"What..the hell?" The man spat out once more, "Mind your own business kid!"
The unknown person just laughed before he moved closer towards Allen and the old man, grabbing the man by his shirt and pushing him into the wall. "Now you listen here, you should leave pretty little girls alone. They don't want filth on them." He then threw the old man onto the floor not even caring if he came swinging at him, though he didn't he muttered something before scurrying away.
Allen still worried that the person who just saved him would attack him as well he scooted back a bit.
"Hey kiddo are you alright?"
Allen blinked and looked up at the new figure, who even though he was dressed in rags, was surprisingly flashing a bright smile. Allen just nodded as the teen walked closer towards him handing out his hand as Allen weakly gave his hand out.
Making sure he stuck in the shadows, not wanting the teen to see his hair, or he might get some friends and hold him for ransom. "So are you new around here or something?"
Allen slightly nodded, he wasn't technically new but he never ventured out of his Mansion, "You shouldn't be wandering out here alone then."
The teen lightly pulled Allen out of the alleyway, to Allen's dismay, his savior eye'd the boy, at first he noticed the younger boys white hair. It stuck out like a sore thumb of course. "Oh.." the what seemed to be like a red head, "You really aren't from around here."
Allen gulped softly quickly putting on his beanie, "How did you know?"
The one who saved Allen, just laughed once more, "Its pretty obvious, I saw you in the beginning, besides look at the clothing you are wearing. Us poor people don't wear that fancy fabrics."
Allen just pouted, the red head smiled widely at the white, "Oh by the way, name's Lavi."
A/N #2: Guess who is back? xD My OC character, I'm sure you'll figure him out soon. And yes his personality has changed drastically. To tell you the truth he was actually created in this story before I began to think him up as an RP character. Thanks to this story he was born.
Anyways I hope all of you Like it and please Review. I love hearing from you guys. It makes writing all the much better.