A/N: Hello all! sorry for not posting in forever, but I had period of time where my computer was out of commision, so i couldn't post. Because of this, I dedicated my time to becoming a better writer. i hope it worked. Well, I really surprised myself with this one, I don't usually write 'dark' stories, though I enjoy reading them. but i had fun, and liked how it came out. hope you like it!
Drip. Drip. Drip. A stifled sob. That damn Noah! Trying to pull him into those thrice-be-damed memories! He stared down at the sink, letting his white hair cover his eyes. He would not-Would not!-look up at the mirror. At HIM. He chuckled weakly. Most people would think him crazy. He, Allen Walker, afraid of his own reflection! Yet there was more to it than some stupid little fear. When he looked up, he always saw what he was so scared to become. To him, a line of crosses showed across his forehead, a dark shadow looming over his shoulder. But the thing that scared him the most was his face, set in a cold smirk. It was so wrong! He took a deep breath. He had to go. Any longer and the others would worry. He straitened up, dried his eyes, and pulled up that happy, smiling mask he always wore, before walking out. No need to worry them any more, right? - "hey Allen! You okay?" asked the sole girl of the group, frowning. He 'smiled'. "I'm fine Lenalee. Just fine."
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