Haunted
By: moonlightstar12
Warning: Shonen-ai! And OOCness.
Summary: AU Allen's just moved to a new house, and everything's fine until he and his visitors start to hear noises. And then, they see the ghost.
Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray Man, and never will!
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"1344 Elm Drive," Allen read off the rusty, metal plate attached to the gate as he set his bag down. "This is it, Timcampy," he said to his golden flying pet.
He had received it as a gift when he was young. He had never seen anything like it before but when he asked about it, he never would have gotten an answer.
He checked the address on the paper and looked at the picture of the house while comparing it to the one in front of him. It was a big, Victorian-style house but looked way older than the rest of the houses on his street, even though they were all the same style. The many windows on the house were all blocked by a curtain, a few of them even boarded up. The chimney in the back of the house was crumbling slightly on one side. There was a large Elm Tree that was clearly dying, due to the lack of leaves on most of the tree, even though it was still spring. The grass in the front yard was yellow and balding in places from lack care and tufts of it were growing in between the cracks of the already broken stone path to the—very old looking—steps that led to the front door. The whole property was surrounded by a rusty, black and peeling gate.
All in all, the house looked nothing like it did on the picture. Allen looked around at the other houses around the one in front of him. They looked a lot more like the picture than this one, with their perfect lawns and perfect structures and perfect everything else, but the street address on the paper clearly read '1344 Elm Drive'. They were in a small town called Kedal Valley. That's all Cross had told him about this place.
Cross was his adoptive father, even if he was never there. He had bought the house for him—even though Allen had to take care of it—so Allen wouldn't have to be following him around all the time, even if he wasn't old enough to own a house by himself, being only 15.
Allen sighed as he pushed the ancient gates open with a long, loud creaking sound, Timcampy hovering after him. He knew it was too good to be true; a house that good being that cheap. But he didn't have enough to buy another one—thanks to Cross and his habits—so he was stuck with this. It looked like one of those houses in the horror movies that Allen occasionally got to see. It was creepy.
He walked down the path feeling around for his keys. Or key since he only had one.
He found it by the time he reached the steps. He pressed on foot down on the first step and it creaked. He could feel the wood go down a little under his foot.
Scared to put more than one foot on the step, lest he break it and fall, he climbed the steps gingerly, but quickly, until he was at the front door.
It was a mahogany colored door, with chips in the wood and paint peeling off. There was a one-way window in the mirror embedded in the door, that had scratches on it but was, by far, the best looking thing on the outside of the house.
Allen stuck his key into the gold-colored keyhole and unlocked the door. He gasped when he looked inside.
The inside of the house looked entirely different than the outside. The living room, which was the first room he could see, was fully-furnished with two plain, maroon arm chairs set in the middle of the room, a small, beige nightstand with an old-style lamp on it, in between them. The same colored couch was a little ways away from the chairs. All four furnishings were placed on top of a regal-looking rug, all four of them facing the middle of the rug. There were dressers along the walls of the room and a staircase that led to the second floor. A small—lit—fireplace sat in the back of the room, the chimney going up and disappearing to the second floor. The floor was polished wood, going from the living room, all the way into, what looked like, the kitchen. There were pictures hanging up on the wall, most in frames, even though some of them were crudely tacked in place on the wall. The tacked ones were a lot more recent than the rest and the pictures were really cloudy, like there was fog all over the room where they took it.
Allen walked and Timcampy flew into the living room, taking in the interior of the house, even though all he saw was the living room. How did the inside of this building look like this? Judging from the outside, this house hadn't been lived in for decades. This brought another question to Allen's mind.
Why was the fireplace lit?
Allen walked up to said fireplace. It looked like any other fireplace, with small logs in a neat pile next to it for firewood. A piece of it was burning in the fireplace already; it looked recent to Allen.
He shrugged it off as he exited the house again to retrieve his bag—which barely had anything in it because of Cross and his debts.
As he left the house, the door was open. Allen was halfway down the path when he heard something that sounded like a 'tsk, tsk, tsk' noise, like someone was sucking on their teeth. Allen froze, and then turned around and looked for the person who made the noise. There was no one there.
Allen stared for a second, more than slightly unnerved, before retrieving his bag and going back into the house and closing the door behind him. He set his bag by the front door and walked into the living room again. He slumped down on the couch and closed his eyes for a second white hair falling in his eyes, covering the red scar he'd gotten when he was younger.
He sat like that for a few minutes before he heard the doorbell ring. Allen looked up; he just moved there, he shouldn't be getting visitors.
He wondered where Timcampy had vanished off to, since he wasn't hovering by Allen's head anymore, as he walked to the door and looked out the window in the door.
There were three people out there. A girl with black hair in two long pony-tails wearing a plain black shirt and skirt was the one who rung the doorbell. A red headed boy was next to her, smiling so much that his visible eye—the other was covered with a eye patch—was shaped into and upside down 'u'. His hair was held out of his face by a green and black bandana. He was wearing a black t-shirt and white pants. And the last person was a dark-haired boy that looked older than the other two. His hair was in a long ponytail with two long strands outside the ponytail. He was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt and black pants, and a sword was strapped to his side.
The girl was talking to both of the boys, the red head was laughing and had an arm around the shoulder of the black-haired boy, who was glaring daggers at the red head and looked very pissed off.
Allen blinked at the strange people before unlocking the door and opening it for them. "Hello?" he said.
The three of them stopped what they were doing and turned to Allen. The girl was the first to speak. "Hello Allen Walker! My name is Lenalee Lee," she said and smiled. Then she pointed to the red head. "That's Lavi," she said.
Lavi grinned and waved. "Hey Allen! How're you doing?"
"Ah…Good?" Allen answered half-heartedly. Lavi seemed satisfied with the answer.
"And this sour puss over here is Yuu-chan!" Lavi announced, gesturing to the long-haired boy.
'Yuu-chan' growled and shoved Lavi off of him. "Stop calling me by my first name, baka usagi!" he snapped before turning to Allen. "My name is Kanda. If you ever call me Yuu, I'll kill you. Got that, Moyashi?"
Allen blinked trying to comprehend all of this. "Uh…Okay?" he said uncertainly.
"Moyashi?" Lavi repeated before looking at Allen again. He grinned again. "Yeah! Allen does look like a Moyashi!"
Lenalee smiled apologetically at Allen. "Sorry Allen-kun. We're the Welcoming Committee for Kedal Valley. It's because we're such a small town. My nii-san is the mayor of the town so I have to be in the Welcoming Committee. He told me to pick two more people and I chose Kanda and Lavi," she explained.
Allen nodded. "So what are you supposed to do?" he asked.
"Spend the day with you to make you feel more welcome," Lenalee explained.
"Uh…I don't know what to do then. I just got here a few minutes ago," Allen said.
"Did you explore the house yet?" Lenalee asked.
Allen shook his head. "Then we'll help you look! I always wanted to know what the inside of this house looked like," Lavi said and didn't wait for an answer before making his way into the house.
Allen was about to say something before Kanda shook his head. "Don't. Lavi won't listen anyway," he said and then made his way into the house after Lavi.
Allen stared after them for a second before sighing again and turning to Lenalee, "I guess you should come in too, Lenalee," he said and moved out of the way for her to come in.
She complied and stepped into the room, Allen closing the door after her.
Allen looked around at the three of them. Lavi looked in deep thought, frowning slightly. Kanda was looking around the face passively, still scowling. Lenalee was looking around as well.
"Hey, Moyashi-chan?" Lavi called all of a sudden. When neither Kanda nor Lenalee answered, Allen assumed that he was 'Moyashi-chan' now.
"My name is Allen. Not Moyashi-chan," he answered.
Lavi chose to ignore that. "Did you lit that fire?" he asked.
Allen shook his head, and then remembering that Lavi wasn't looking at him, he replied, "No. It was lit when I got here."
Lavi didn't say anything for a second before he started laughing again. "Oh well, just one more weird thing about this already creepy house! I thought we were going to look around?"
"Why do you have to be so loud, baka?" Kanda asked.
Lavi ignored him too and made his way to an entryway that, Allen guessed, led to the kitchen. Kanda twitched and said something under his breath before turning to Allen. "Hey, Moyashi. Don't you want to see what the idiot is doing in your house?"
"My name is Allen. It's not that hard to say," Allen said, getting annoyed that they couldn't seem to remember his name.
"Che. Compared to me, and even Lavi, you are a Moyashi," Kanda said and disappeared in the entryway after Lavi.
Allen looked towards Lenalee. "What's wrong with him?"
Lenalee smiled. "Don't worry. Kanda is always like that."
Allen was about to say something back before there was a loud crashing sound, a yelp, and a couple of curses.
He and Lenalee ran into the kitchen to see Kanda leaning on a light brown table with Lavi not even a foot away. There was a splatter of glass pieces all over the floor and the wall cabinet that had once held the plate was wide open.
"You stupid rabbit! What the hell did you do?!" Kanda yelled at Lavi, who was staring down at the plate like it might jump up and cut him.
"N-N-Nothing! It just flew up and fell! I didn't touch it!" Lavi explained frantically.
"Things don't break by themselves! You had to have touched it!" Kanda accused heatedly.
"But I didn't!"
There was a sound like someone—actually it was two people—snickering.
Kanda glared at Lavi. "This isn't a time to be laughing!"
Lavi shook his head. "I wasn't!"
"Guys…what happened?" Allen asked.
The two of them were arguing now. They didn't even here Allen speak. He sighed before raising his voice and repeating his question. They both answered and Allen said things back and before he knew it he had been dragged into their argument.
Lenalee stood and watched them for a second. After awhile they still hadn't stopped arguing, she decided to break it up. "You guys!" she yelled, louder than Allen even thought she could.
This caught their attention. "How about we finish exploring the house?" she suggested.
Allen nodded. Lavi grinned and nodded as well. Kanda looked away and che'd.
Lenalee took that as a 'yes'.
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Allen was exhausted by the time they looked through the whole house. It was much bigger on the inside than it looked. Not to mention most of the doors were locked or just wouldn't open for some reason. Allen had tried to push the first one open and it wouldn't budge, then Kanda had pushed him out of the way—nearly making him fall down the steps—claiming that someone as weak as Allen would never have been able to open it.
Allen had enjoyed it when Kanda couldn't open it either.
Even when all three of them—Allen, Kanda, and Lavi—had pushed at it, it still wouldn't give. So they had given up on them.
They had only been able to open three of the second floor doors and all the rooms on the first floor—which wasn't much since all there was there was the living room, kitchen, and a dining room. There had been an attic as well but they figured if they couldn't even get the regular doors open they wouldn't be able to get the attic door open.
Not to mention the whole time they kept hearing noises.
The first time after the kitchen incident, they were snickers and laughs again. Kanda had smacked Lavi upside the head, believing he was the one doing it, and when it didn't stop, he tried to hit Allen too—if it wasn't Lavi it had to be Allen—but Lenalee wouldn't let him, claiming that to be too rude to a person they'd just met.
It was quiet for a long while, and then there were footsteps, which weren't too abnormal, except that there were way too many of them for it to just have been the four of theirs.
It had gotten quiet again after that until they had gotten to the back of the house. Then there was a range of different sounds, from someone licking something, to a cat's bell ringing, to the sounds of gun's safeties being released.
It had went like that all day. Lavi had even joked that his house might be haunted when they had been near the end of their voyage and had reached yet another locked door. About a few seconds later, there were more faint snickers and Allen was sure they didn't belong to anyone of them.
All four of them were in the living room now. Through the window, Allen could see that the sun had gone down. He was on the couch, Lenalee was next to him, with Kanda and Lavi in the two armchairs.
"Okay, my house is totally screwed up," Allen said to no one in particular. And at that moment, Timcampy had decided to reappear and floated in from the kitchen.
"What the hell is that?" Kanda asked with half-interest. He didn't really care what it was, as long as it didn't mess with him.
"My pet, Timcampy. My Master gave it to me as a gift," he explained.
Kanda raised an eyebrow. "Your Master?" he asked, his tone of voice implying.
It took Allen a second to figure out what he meant. He blushed in both anger and embarrassment. "My teacher!" he snapped.
"Oh. Well why do you call him Master? Why can't you just say 'teacher'?"
"Because-" Allen started but was cut off by Kanda.
"Never mind. Forget I asked," he said and turned to Lenalee. "Can we leave yet?" he asked.
Lenalee looked out the door and nodded. "It's nighttime so we can go," she said, then turned to Allen. "We'll be leaving now, Allen-kun," she said politely. "See you later."
Lavi and Kanda stood from their seats and followed Lenalee to the door. "See ya, Moyashi-chan!" Lavi said.
Kanda just che'd again and went to the door.
Allen felt himself glowering at him.
"Allen-kun?" Lenalee's voice sounded from the door.
Allen's expression softened as he looked towards Lenalee. "Yes?"
"Why won't your door open?"
Allen blinked. "What do you mean 'it won't open'?"
"You idiot Moyashi. She means what she said. Your damn door's stuck," came Kanda's harsh reply.
"It wasn't stuck before, I don't see why it'd be stuck now," Allen said and came to the door. He tried to open the door with the doorknob.
"What did we just say, Moyashi?" Kanda said, annoyance evident in his voice.
"Shut up," Allen said and tried again, twisting the knob wildly and pushing and pulling the door, hoping to get it open somehow.
"I wish you'd stop that, shonen. You're going to break my door," came a voice that didn't sound like any of theirs.
The group froze. "…Who said that?" asked Lavi.
"I did," came the answer and a figure appeared next to the front door. It was a man, who looked no older than 26, with grey skin a line of cross-shaped marks on his forehead. He had curly, dark hair and hazel eyes. He was wearing a white button-up shirt and black pants.
Lavi, Allen, and Lenalee jumped. Kanda glared. "W-W-W-Who are you? Why are you in my house? How'd you get in here? How long have you been here? Was that you—" Allen asked, pouring out question after question, but was stopped by the man holding up a hand.
"My, my, shonen. You didn't even give me a chance to speak," the man said and backed away from them. "I'll answer your questions later; they're not important right now. What's important is that I deliver my message. "
"Will this get us out of this damned house?" Kanda asked.
The man nodded and chuckled slightly, laughing at some private joke only he understood. "Maybe. Depends on how well you do. You can't leave this house until you help us," he said and snapped his fingers.
Before they could ask another question, the man was gone.
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A/N: This is my first D. Gray Man story. Please tell me how I did. And should I continue the story or not?
R & R Please!