Author's Note: Hey guys it's me again! I'm back to writing for a while again...I started watching the D. Gray-man series again and I fell in love with what the producers have come up with..its amazing really, Hallow's amazing!
Anyway, pushing all my yapping aside, I came up with this idea and I apparently couldn't stop myself from going on and posting this up...if my grammar and word choice is off please tell me...if my background stories aren't matching up, please yell at me! All-in-all I hope you guys enjoy this just as much as I am writing it! Thanks for stopping by!
Town's Center...Winter falls..
She muttered something incoherenly before she stood up, walked a few steps, and then scrambled to his side.
"Come on. Let's get you inside. It's too cold out here."
Allen impulsively reached out and weakly grabbed her hand and tightened his grip, "Cold?"
"Yes, cold." The girl assured and kneeling down before him she carefully helped him to his feet.
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The Pink-haired Stranger-Chapter One...
Previously on D. Gray-man Hallow...
"We are now in a state of emergency."
"A Noah has been discovered within the HQ...It is currently running toward the East beach with Allen Walker.
At 22:00 we will meet up for an emergency strategy meeting.
At 22:10, All exorcists will be given a mission with no time limit. Due to the situation the Pope will be issuing an imperial order. It will be delived to everyone.
As of now we will be freezing Allen Walker's rights as an exorcist... From here on, he shall be classified as a Noah."
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Although Allen Walker successfully managed to escape his surprising new enemy; Apocryphos. Allen now must find a way to accept the fact that his once known friends and family; the Black Order, no longer consider him an allie. Now bearing the mysterious identity of the infamous Fourteenth Noah, Nea D. Campbell, Allen enbarkes on yet another mission and this time it's to keep his ego from losing itself within the Fourteenth's strange and persistant Noah memories.
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Location: Unidentified-A month after Allen's Escape from the Black Order...
Allen... Allen... Allen it's me Mana... come and find me, Allen... come and find me..
Allen awoke suddenly from the nightmare. It'd been less dream than memory and it left him drenched in sweat. He could feel the soaked sheets and thick blankets beneath him.
He laid in a dimly lit room and his head throbbed with pain. He tried to rise, failed and then laid still.
"You're awake," a soft voice whispered from the darkness beside him.
Allen turned to gaze toward the voice, but his eyes failed to focus in the dimness. All he could make out was the silhouette of someone sitting beside his bed.
The Exorcist's throat felt raw and dry, yet he attempted to speak.
"Where...Where am I?"
"Safe," the soft voice replied. "It's warmer in here."
"I was being..followed," he murmured.
"Don't worry," the voice continued in a soothing tone. " You're safe now."
Allen felt a small hand rest gently upon his brow and suddenly felt strangely at ease.
He closed his eyes.
He feared the possibility of having more nightmares, but he couldn't shake off the instant weariness that overtook his entire being.
Soon after, he fell into a deep sleep and strangely dreamt nothing for the very first time; in a long time.
When Allen finally awoke again, he was alone.
He let out a weak and barely audible groan as he slowly struggle to prop himself up on his elbows.
"Safe?" he mumble groggily, rubbing at his eyes as the blurry memory of a voice whispering words of comfort throughout his sleep slowly came back to him.
Allen had no idea whom it had been, but he was awkwardly certain it wasn't the Fourteenth. Someone had eased him to sleep last night though, that was undoubtable.
The words 'safe' and 'warmer' kept coming back to him as proof of the magical act.
He was just beginning to ignore the whole 'unusual doing' when suddenly the only door to the dim room unexpectedly gave a screech as it creeked on its hinges and someone silently walked in.
It was then obvious to him that the owner of the voice had been a girl. One of whom was currently standing at the door examing him from afar; head cocked to the side, face suddenly showing signs of worriness.
"Your awake.." She blurted, walking in and setting a tray atop of the only chair within the room, next to his bed.
It was easy to imply that she probably was here to check in on him and hadn't expected his awakening just yet.
The first thing that Allen noticed was the girl's light pink hair. Which she wore tied into two low ponytails on each side of her head, both of which drapped over her petite shoulders; hanging down just past her waist and hips.
Allen couldn't help but notice the look instantly reminded him of the way Lenalee wore her hair in the past.
He slightly frowned at the thought and then pressed it aside as he urged himself to meet the girl's bright blue gaze.
"How did I..." Allen trailed off as he slowly sat up watching her slightly alerted.
The pink-haired stranger silently observed him though, refusing to say anything else just yet.
What Allen did notice right away though, was the fact that she wasn't from the Black Order apperantly. Her plaid-pleated skirt, thighs-high stockings and a white sleeveless shirt weren't exactly uniform material to be exact.
Although, the white bandages wrapped around her right bicep and the pair of muddy tan, knee-high boots she was currently sporting probably told a different story altogether.
"I found you freezing outside in the rain..." she began, "It seemed like you had no idea it would rain..." she paused then and smiled.
The white-haired teen blinked.
The girl had a remarkably charming smile; in fact, Allen suddenly felt quite captivated by it.
He couldn't help but stare and wonder what her mouth would feel like against his.
The thought was completely unlike himself.
It wasn't until the girl's cheeks gradually turned bight pink at his sudden silence, that Allen noticed he wasn't feeling entirely himself at the moment.
After a few more seconds of silence, he realized how awkwardly he was behaving and immediately cleared his throat. "I-I uh..."
He suddenly had the urge to apologize for his ridiculously uninhibited staring and unexcusable mental thoughts, but he didn't know how or where to beginning.
Is this the Fourteenth's doing? Allen sweat dropped as he thought silently to himself, hopelessly trying to find a way to drop their current situation.
The girl's smile progressively dropped in the nick of time.
"Er, you must be Allen Walker..from the Black Order?"
"Uh…" Allen wasn't exactly sure how to answer to that, "umm..."
Although his name was indeed still Allen Walker, surprisingly enough, he didn't have any connections with the Black Order anymore.
So instead of answering her question, he let out a weak nervous laugh and self-consciously lifted his right hand to nervously scratch the back of his head.
"I'm Kurami Maxwell..." she went on, completely understanding the reason behind his loss of words.
"Kurami?" Allen echoed, lost in a dazed stupor.
"Yup-" She smiled patiently.
Just then, right before she could say anything else, Timcanpy fluttered into the room and instantly made flight toward an unexpected Allen with a huge foot-long sandwich trailing right behind him. The sandwich hanging limply down from his golden tale.
"Hey! Slow down there little guy! I don't think he's ready to eat that kind of food-" Kurami began, but before she could even finish her warning, the small golem immediately began munching down the hanging sandwich. And within seconds, the entire thing was gone before their very eyes.
Kurami blinked and Allen chuckled.
"Or you can try that too." Kurami said, now chuckling herself at the unexpected event.
As soon as the four-stubby-legged creature had finish gobbling up his meal he made a small, sigh-like sound and then flitted across the room to Kurami; whom stood frozen in place as the small golem hovered above her head until he found a comfortable place to sit.
Kurami giggled as she petted the ping-pong ball sized golem as it swished his tail around, while sitting on top of her head.
Allen was surprised to see Timcanpy react so casual around 'said Kurami'. So instead of sitting there in beweirdment and astonishment, he opt to ask more important questions to his newly found allie.
"Kurami?" Allen called, when all was quiet for a few minutes. "If you don't mind me asking," he paused then and lifted his worried gaze toward the now sitting girl, "how long was I asleep?" He asked. "I'm sure I've-"
"Four days." The pink-haired teenager suddenly blurted. Gently reaching up on top of her head, she slowly took hold of Timcanpy and brought him down to her lap."You've had a fever for four days straight, Allen. You've been here four days and one night."
As she fiddled with the fabric of the sheets on top of his bed, Allen silently wondered what she could be speaking about.
Within a few minutes, Kurami had just explained how she'd found him lying about on the streets of the town's center in the cold and she'd brought him into her home and watched over him while he fought back against a heavy fever for four days straight.
How much time had pasted again? How faraway from home was he now? And more importantly, where exactly had Apocryphos disappeared to? Wasn't he being pursued by him?
After a few moments, Allen tonelessly opt to clearing his throat."Wait hold on a sec." Allen demurred watching her in disbelief. "You said something about 'being able to speak to Nea'. Do you mean you can speak with the Fourteenth?"
Throughout her story she'd said something about how his dreams had been getting worser and worser every night and that she was forced to 'tame' the Fourteenth's memories for a little while.
Kurami's rose-colored hair gave off a subtle shake as she shook her head in affirmation. "Not speak to him directly-but.."
"But what?!" Allen insisted.
"Through you Allen, I can...You see it's a long story...I-I.. I know everything that has happened to you-the Black Order, Apocryphos's disguise as a Cardinal, Tyki Mikk and Road Kamelot's interference...Inspector Howard Link ...Apocryphos desires to merger with your Innocence...Crown Clown..."
"But how-how...who are you?" Allen suddenly demanded. He'd only just met this girl and she already knew so much about him? Who was she working for? Was she with the Order?
"A complete stranger Allen...I've never known of your exsistance up until five nights ago when I found you freezing in the cold..."
"What do you mean you don't know me? Why did you help me?"
"Allen. You asked me to help you...You, yourself let me in.. I've seen Nea in my dreams ever since..."
"What are you a Noah?" Allen sweat dropped as he eyed her suspiciously not knowing what else to say or what else to think.
Although she seem to be as pale as snow in comparison to the darker shade a normal Noah should bear, Allen just couldn't understand how she could know so much about him.
Apparently, the Noah family had recently been taking an awkward liking to poping-up-and-around and lending him a hand lately. So accusing her of being one of them wasn't something too abnormal.
"No, not a Noah, Allen. A Maxwell...You've never heard of the Maxwell 'accident' before, have you? And it's connection to the Black Order? Have you ever met a man whom goes by the name of Bookman?"
Allen's white brows creased at the sound of the extremely familiar name.
"My family members were not Exorcists... They didn't execute Akuma... They manipulated dreams and worked with minds... The Black Order... the Church...eliminated them..."
...To be Continued...
Author's End-note: Okay so this is my opening. Hope you guys liked it and hope you guy stay tuned for my next update! Sorry if Allen didn't sound like himself you guys, I'm trying my best here! Oh, and for those of you who are crazy-like fans of canon character facts I have a quick question for you guys; Looking down at all the D. Gray-man series, has any information regarding when exactly Lavi became Bookman's apprentice ever been shown? I wanna know when exactly...I do know though that there was someone previously Bookman's apprentice before Lavi...that, I do know. Well that's it for this time guys, till next time! Ciao for now!