Rain.

Allen watched as it pour down from the gray sky. His gray flat eyes matching to the colors of the sad clouds. He listened to the sad song of the water as it hit the ground.

Slowly, he held his hand up to the foggy window and stared out. Before him stood a young teen with his grandpa. They were outside walking in the rain, as if they had no care in the world. Which was probably true since they were they richest of the village.

King Bookman and Prince Bookman.

Allen smiled sadly, if only the world wasn't at war maybe things would be happier. The two nobles came outside in the rain and was walking on the most poorest side of the village, not to mention even the most dangerous.

The small children around him grabbed his shirt, scared of the two nobles. Looking down, Allen patted their heads in reassurance. He looked back up at the two nobles outside. It had began raining harder and a flash of lightning made the small children jump in fear. Also making the two nobles run to the nearest shelter.

In came a couple of proud knocks from Allen's door. The young kids tried pulling the older teen away, trying to force Allen not to open the door, but it was futile. Carefully, Allen unhooked all the scared kids off of him and walked to the door. Behind it he could hear some small bickering.

"Idiot grandson! Why in the world did you want to take a walk in the rain?!"

"Ehh? Why are you accusing me?! You're the one who wanted to tag along!"

"Idiot! I only came because you said you were going to walk into the Gray District!"

"And? What's-Thawak!"

Allen opened the door to find the Prince rubbing his head and the King glaring at him. He blinked at them, he found them...Quite odd to be royalty.

"Ehh...Sirs?"

That caught their attentions and they stared at him. For a long time too. It was after another flash of lightning when Allen had offer them inside and out of the rain. They both sat on a old squeaky couch and looked around. There was a group of kids in the corner of the room.

Prince Bookman looked around, the two things that interest was: 1) The young teen with dirty white hair, scar on his face, and beautiful gray eyes. 2) A group of frighten children in the corner of the room.

The redhaired prince looked down at the worn down couch. Correction: Make that three things. How was this worn down couch so comfy and the couches over in the castle weren't? Note to self- Ask where to buy a couch.

He looked up at the teen in front of him as he heard small clinks on the dark table. He looked down at the cups, it wasn't that they were dirty...It was the fact that it actually looked clean, that amazed him.

"I'm sorry, I don't have anything special but tea," He bowed. "But it would be a waste to buy something else."

He blinked, what he actually heard was: "So sorry but I have only tea. Drink it because I won't go buy anything else."

The prince laughed and the old king smiled. Allen sat down on the chair in front of them and the crowd of kids ran to him clinging onto him. He picked up the youngest and placed him on his lap. Then gave each one of them a small pat on the head.

"So what do I have in the favor of having the two richest men of the village in my house?" Allen smiled at them, something he does often.

King Bookman returned the smile, "Well it seems we came to the right house." The old king picked up the cup and glup down the tea.

The prince did the same with a grin, "Hmm...Shall we say fate?"

Allen laughed, "Fate? Then fate seems to like to have a cup of tea."

The redhead chuckled, "Well before fate gets too comfy, your name?"

"Ehh...Seems like a bad thing to tell to strangers." Allen cover his smiled with a hand.

The prince chuckled, "I guess we are no matter how popular we are," The redhead stood up a bowed. "Prince Lavi Bookman, please call me Lavi. Nice to meet you."

The king stood up also and bowed, "King Bookman. Please address me as Bookman. Sorry for the intrusion."

Allen smiled and put the boy down and stood up to bow, "Allen Walker. Nice to met you both."

Sitting back down they all chatted. They chatted until the sun rose down and when the rain finally had stop. Which leads up to now. Prince Lavi and King Bookman in front of Allen door saying goodbye.

"It was a pleasure meeting you Allen Walker." The old man bowed and turn to head back home.

"Sure was." Lavi agreed, glancing at Allen before following his grandpa.

"Have a safe trip home, you two." Allen stood against the doorframe until they both disappeared from sight. The moon was bright and the kids had fallen asleep from their wonderful day from the royals.

But this isn't a story of meet and greet so the story is continuing no matter how much you hate the love between the rich and the poor.

As Allen closed the door he noticed a small note on his table. Closing the door all the way he went to pick the paper up. A note:

'Permission granted to let you and your kids stay one month in royalty! Make them smile!

Signed, The king and the prince'

Allen sighed but none the less, with a smile. A big day was planned tomorrow...

~Soki out