This was originally a fanfic I planned to keep to myself, but a friend of mine convinced me to post it here anyway. So I'm sorry if it's badly written. Uhm... and not to your taste...
Chapter 1
Cross started to cough again. Allen gave him a worried look. Even if he was scared of his master and often told everyone that he hated him he somehow liked him. They were walking on the road and were really close to the town Cross had told him they were heading to.
"Are you okay master?" Allen asked the redheaded exorcist as he began to cough for the sixth time in ten minutes.
"I'm fine… Let's just keep walking." He mumbled and sighed. Allen thought that the man looked awfully pale, but decided that he wouldn't irritate him by asking him if he was really sure. They continued walking for a couple of minutes before Cross suddenly stopped. He pressed a hand to his forehead.
"Master?" Allen said worriedly. The redheaded exorcist attempted to take a step when his legs gave out and he fell to the ground. Allen stared for several minutes before he ran over to him.
"Master!" he exclaimed and shook the unconscious man lightly. Cross didn't respond. Allen pressed a hand to his forehead and gasped. He was burning up! He had known that his master wasn't feeling well! Why did he have to be so stubborn? He needed to get him to a doctor, but he couldn't carry him to the town.
Allen was still sitting on the road, trying to wake his unconscious master up by shaking him violently when he heard hooves hitting the ground. He looked up and saw a horse pulling a carriage coming towards them.
"Thank god!" He said and felt relieved as the carriage stopped and the man holding the reins looked down on them.
"Do you need some help boy?" He asked with a smile. Allen nodded.
"Yes! Thank you! My… friend is really sick and needs to get to a doctor in town." He explained and looked over his shoulder at Cross. The man jumped down from the carriage. Allen had to look up to look him in the eyes. The man was even taller than Cross. He walked over to Allen's master and easily picked him up and placed him in the back of the carriage.
"You're lucky that I passed by. He will die if his fever gets any higher." Allen couldn't help but feel a bit scared. Cross wouldn't die because of a simple fever, right? The man jumped back up on the carriage and waited for Allen to go sit down beside his master before taking off again.
Allen sighed. Cross was in bed, still unconscious. The younger exorcist sighed again. He had been growing a lot lately. He was just a few centimeters shorter than his master now. He gently brushed some red hair out of Cross's face and watched him sleeping. He was still burning hot.
"Master?" He said softly, but as expected he didn't get an answer.
"I'll be right back. I'll go buy some medicine for you." He said and gently patted the man's cheek before grabbing his wallet and walking out of the door.
He had gotten into the first store he had found and grabbed the first bottle of medicine he found before he paid and headed back. When he walked through the door he found that Cross had woken up. The man was lying in the bed, looking really confused. Allen walked over to him.
"Master Cross! You're awake!" He said and pressed a hand against his forehead. Still burning hot.
"What happened?" the redheaded exorcist asked.
"You fainted due to a fever. I just bought some medicine." Allen answered with a small smile and poured some of it into a glass. Cross took the glass and looked at the liquid before gulping it down.
"It didn't taste as bad as I thought it would…" He mumbled and handed the glass back to Allen, who laughed softly.
"Try to get some sleep while I go buy something to eat." He said. Cross merely nodded and closed his eyes. He was asleep within four minutes.
Allen hummed lightly for himself as he was walking back towards the inn they were staying at. He had bought a lot of food and he couldn't wait to eat it. He was wondering how everyone was doing back in headquarters. Was Lavi still irritating Kanda? Was Komui still embarrassing Leenalee and did Krory and Miranda have fun? He had to write to them again and tell them that Cross wasn't as mean as he usually was. Suddenly he heard a scream. It sounded like it came from the inn. He hurriedly ran the last few meters. He burst into the room he shared with Cross and stared. Someone was there, but he wasn't sure if it was Cross. It was a boy his own age, but shorter. His hair was just as red as his masters, but only reached his shoulders and he wore Cross's clothes, but they were too big for him. The boy was glaring directly at Allen.
"You! Idiot apprentice! What have you done to me!?" He screamed. Allen blinked in surprise.
"Idiot… apprentice? MASTER!?"
It had turned out that Allen had walked into the wrong store and bought the wrong medicine. His master was now both sick… and a young teenager. Allen had gone out and bought some clothes that Cross could use while stuck in his young body. No one knew how long he would stay a teenager. Not even the owner of the store. Allen looked at his sleeping master. He wasn't wearing his mask like he usually did and Allen found himself drawn to his pretty face. He thought the young Cross was attractive and was angry with himself for thinking that. His master would kill him if he knew what he was thinking. He looked closer at his master's face. It really was pretty. He reached out before he could stop himself and gently touched Cross's cheek. Soft. His master leaned into his touch and mumbled something in his sleep. Allen stared a while before a small smile appeared on his lips. He could definitely get used to this.
