(A/N: I do not own DGM. This part I wrote quite a while ago, didn't know how to continue and then picked it up again and here you go xD. It was AllenxOC at first but I changed it back to Yullen so maybe my OC will show up later :D)
Something special was going to happen today, he could just feel it. The petite teen inched reluctantly to the edge of the bed, causing a silvery-blue fringe to fall partially over his face. Radiant grey eyes slowly revealed themselves as the boy's eyelids fluttered open slowly. Sitting up for a long stretch he yawned drowsily, admiring the sun and how it poured its golden rays onto the foot of the simple yet inviting sky-blue quilted covers, giving everything a pleasant yet melancholy sense of sorts.
He breathed out a sigh as he left the shower. Wrapping a fuzzy pink (it was a gift) towel around his waist, he began to dry his freezing body. The boy walked briskly up towards a modest desk, flipping a metallic blue phone open to read a message that had been sent to him a couple of seconds ago. It read, '' Don't forget about our personal practice, my cute little shounen~''
His face became flushed as he muttered a quiet ''I'm not little...'' to no one in particular. ''I noticed you didn't deny the cute part.'' The voice held a tangible smirk. 'Oh shut up Neah.' ''I'll be there, ok?'', he sent back with a chibi icon of himself frowning. He'd been tutoring Rhode at the park every Saturday for a month now. Sure the girl was a bit energetic(and that was being nice, very nice Allen added) but it was a good change of pace from the three jobs he'd usually work throughout the week. Leave it to Tyki who was only her transportation to turn it into something even remotely perverted..
Throwing on his black/white-striped gym shorts and a plain grey t-shirt he headed out the door. The day was bright and enjoyable; the light was gentle and felt good on his pale legs. The weather was warm with a steady breeze, and there weren't many cars out so he was sure he'd make it on time. That Tyki was something, always calling him one name or another, all pertaining to his height and mixed in with little pet names. Not to forget the open flirting… Lenalee was much nicer. She'd actually make him the snacks he needed to get taller.. It wasn't his fault that he hadn't grown dammit! Even Lavi, the fiery-haired man of 23 who he'd come to think of as an older brother teased him about his ''adorable'' height. As he mumbled quietly in annoyance, he couldn't feel the intensity of a stranger's eyes watching his every move with a look of soft yet possessive sadness.
About twenty minutes later, the field of their somewhat daily meeting place came into view. ''Is anyone even ther-mfph!'' Suddenly, as he was turning the corner of the rusty gates surrounding that field, a hand jerked him forcefully into his captor and he was thrust into a long, sleek black vehicle. No matter how violently he struggled he just couldn't break free. Whoever it was, they were insanely strong he thought. Suddenly dark splotches began to cloud his vision and the last thing he saw before losing consciousness was an eerily familiar scowl, a pair of steely coal blue eyes.
He awoke to a tastefully arranged office area, walls mostly bare and carpet new. Allen grimaced as his vision swam. The whole place seemed to give off an unwelcoming aura and he shuddered. As he studied the table he noted an elegantly framed picture. One of an aristocratic looking man, dusty orange hair combed back with forced smile on his face that didn't reach his golden eyes. His gaze then shifted to the woman beside him whose listless scarlet eyes sent shivers down his spine as she seemed to leer at the camera.
The children were the most normal of the group. A frail looking girl with deep blue eyes and a shy smile stared curiously towards the lens, her medium hair tied into platinum blond pigtails on either side of her head with small pink ribbons. She held a boy by the hand, about two or three years younger than herself. The small brunette looked very distraught. His free hand was pawed over his left eye, as if he had been crying a minute before. Though barely noticeable, the rims of his own red eyes were slightly bloodshot, and if one looked close enough they could spot the dried tear lines down the boy's round face.
''So, you're finally awake?''
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