Disclaimer: I do not own Dgrayman.

Warning: Spoilers up to (at least) chapter 168 of the manga and AU(because we do not know what will happen next). Possible mild Yullen in the next chapter (unless you object).

Beta-read by Izzu and Shadow Vampiress

A/N1: My very first -man story! This will be a short story, probably only a few chapters long (2-3) but if you want me to continue it and I think I can do it successfully…I will. This idea came to me after reading chapter 168 and I simply could not resist writing it. It is dedicated to two of my favorite -man fanfic authors, greenteamoose and N.H. Arawn. Please Enjoy!

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It was the morning after his meeting with Cross, and the man's revelation of Allen carrying the Fourteenth's memories. The white haired exorcist awoke from his slumber only to discover that he was sleeping on a sofa in the library of their new Head Quarters. Not only that, but as he glanced sideways he noticed Lenalee sleeping. She was in a sitting position, doubtlessly uncomfortable, by his side. Also, both of them were covered with a thin blanket.

That's right. She and Johnny had been waiting here for me.

Allen smiled warmly at the thought. Despite last night's shocking revelations and the uncertain future he was now facing, he was touched that his friends had been worried about him. He was happy to have such friends by his side. Their existence made his burdened heart feel a little lighter.

Allen glanced around, but there was no trace of Johnny. He figured that the older man had gone to tend to his duties. As he removed his side of the blanket and got up, he immediately noticed that the room was quite chilly so he made an attempt to cover Lenalee a little better. The movement made Lenalee stir, and her eyes slowly opened. A smile formed on her lips as she saw the white haired exorcist standing in front of her.

"Allen-kun, good morning," she said as she stretched a bit, enabling the blood to circulate better and remove the numbness from her body. She was a little sore due to her sleeping position.

"Good morning Lenalee," Allen replied, returning both the greeting and the smile.

However, before they had the chance to utter another word a loud growl was heard.

Allen blushed as he brought his hand to his stomach, which had been the source of the sound.

"He he..." he gave a small laugh. "Sorry. I had nothing to eat last night, and I seem to be very hungry at the moment."

Lenalee burst into her cute little laugh, and Allen could do nothing but smile and blush a little more.

"Sorry Allen-kun, forgive me," Lenalee said a few seconds later as she composed herself. "Shall we go and eat then?" she suggested as she sat up, discarding the blanket.

Allen readily agreed.

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The two exorcists set out to locate the nearest source of food. The majority of the building that now housed the new Head Quarters of the Black Order was still uncharted territory. The move was still not completed, so they weren't even sure if the living quarters and the dining room were set up.

Ten minutes and quite a few wrong turns later they managed to find their way into a large room with a few long wooden tables. It had a high ceiling and two large wooden doors on opposite sides of the room.

Lenalee and Allen were more than happy to discover that the room was indeed the dining room, and felt even more pleased with the discovery that it was fully operational. Looking around they only saw a couple of technicians having breakfast. Both of them must have been new because neither of the exorcists recognized them. They noticed that both of them were looking very tired.

They must have been working all night.

As Lenalee and Allen made their way to get breakfast, they came face to face with Kanda and Lavi, who were coming from the exact opposite direction.

"Eh! Allen! Lenalee!" the red haired yelled, waving at them.

Kanda scowled.

"Good morning, Lavi, Kanda," Lenalee greeted.

"Mm," was Kanda's only response.

Allen felt a bit uncomfortable seeing Lavi. After all he, along with Bookman, had been there last night when he found out about the Fourteenth. So he subconsciously avoided making eye-contact with the red-head. That was something that the Bookman junior immediately noticed and he seemed as if he was about to say something to Allen but was interrupted.

"What?"

The four exorcists turned to the direction of the loud voice and saw one of the technicians standing up from his seat and facing a third one.

It seemed that while they had been talking, the two technicians had been joined by a third, who had entered in from the door that Allen and Lenalee had used. The new arrival seemed quite distressed and whatever it was that he had just shared with his colleagues had obviously upset them as well.

"What do you mean the General is dead?" the technician demanded, loud enough that the exorcists heard him.

"General? D-dead?" Lenalee was the first to speak, her eyes wide from the shock.

Lavi, Kanda and Lenalee exchanged questioning and worried glances.

"C-cant be," Lavi said, trying to laugh it off.

Allen had frozen in place, his heart and mind overwhelmed by a terrible feeling.

"Oi! What did you just say?" Kanda demanded as he approached the technician who had given the news.

"I-I just heard that a General was found dead," he stuttered under Kanda's menacing glare.

General…Dead…

Those two words kept repeating inside Allen's head.

General. The only General present in this building is Master.

No! It can't be. This is a mistake. It can't be him.

"Who was the General?"

Allen heard Lenalee's pleading voice asking; her face full of tears, but is seemed to him like it was coming from somewhere far away.

"I-It was General Marian Cross…he was found dead in his room, murdered," the technician explained, obviously, still too shaken himself from the news.

Upon hearing his answer, three sets of eyes turned to Allen in concern.

He stood unmoving; eyes focused on the floor in front of him, unblinking, with a haunted expression on his face. Were it not for the fact that he was breathing, he could have very well been a statue.

No! It can't be! T-there's no way! That man can't be dead!

It's impossible.

All of Allen's senses had been numbed. All he could see was darkness as it crept up to him and began to envelop him. His thoughts and feelings were like a whirlwind, consuming him.

No. No. No.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

He suddenly felt his legs give out and he fell.

His body was caught by a pair of strong arms.

The last thing he heard were voices, calling him.

"Allen-kun!"

"Allen!"

"Oi! Moyashi!"

Darkness overtook him and he lost all consciousness.

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A/N2: How was it? Good? Bad? Terrible? Should I continue this fic? Leave a review and let me know.