And here comes another small one-shot! This time about Road. It was bugging me a little since I never could explain myself why she felt so attracted to Allen. I thought that maybe she and the 14th had been lovers and maybe she had felt what was inside of Allen when she met him. Why? Well, I'd guess a women's intuition! ^^ Still, I tried to hold the OOC-ness as low as possible. I hope you like it!

P.S. : I recommend you to read this one while listening to "Love Story". The song greatly inspired me while writing!

Road stared at the crimson red horizon that slowly faded to a dark purple. She loved that dark color. Maybe because it went well with the Black Ark they had recently but still not completely finished. It made her kind of angry. She puffed her cheeks and exhaled the retained air in a low whistle. This was all the Exorcists fault. Their fault ,that the download of the Ark was unsuccessful, years of preparations for nothing but a destroyed Akuma egg and an imperfect craft. Their fault, that Brolic died, though she was not grieving as much as in the first moments she had felt his life disappear. Their fault, that Tyki had been severely injured along with Jasdero and David and that now Lulubel was crying over her failed mission to retrieve the egg from the Black Order. She frowned deeply her eyes darting the earth beneath her.

The purple slowly turned into a fresh and deep indigo blue, leaving the air a little too chilly and thus she began to sneeze. But she did not care. Her thoughts trailed back to her fight she had had with her enemies and specially to one boy with silvery white hair and storm gray eyes. She brushed over her lips with her fingers and smile graced over them at the memory of his warm mouth against hers. She sighed contently and let her eyelids slip over the golden orbs, which were part of her Noah being. She let herself fall back on the bed under the respective window in her new room. She was curious about what had happened to Allen after the fight. She did not know. As well as she did not know, if she really should just call him Allen or by his real name, Lad. She shuddered slightly. She had instantly known what slept inside that teenager's body and it somehow made her heart ache. The proof had been the moment when Allen had emerged from Tiky's vacuum with a sword and an aura looking like the Millenie's. She knew only one person that had this aura around him and it was no coincidence like one could assure himself. It was him. It had to be him. There was no other possible explanation. And even after all this time (35 years she reminded herself), she was still unsure if her feelings only belonged to the young boy who possessed eyes like him. She stared blankly at the dark ceiling, scraps of memories flowing through her mind. She missed him so much she practically could feel the human as well as the Noah part of her heart being torn apart.

"But you promised!", she pouted and shot him an angry glare. The young man smiled sheepishly and scratched his left cheek in embarrassment. He knew that making her wait for over an hour was not the best thing to do. "Look, I really am sorry. I didn't do it on purpose but you know just as well as me how demanding brother can be. This will remain the only time.", he answered apologetically taking her hand into his. He gave her one of those smiles she loved so much. "Fine.", she said in a stubborn manner and without warning jabbed her elbow into his ribs making him wince in pain, "But remember, only this once. And the only way you shall call him is « Millennium Earl »." She turned on her heels on the street of the White Ark and swung Relo in her hand, much to the annoyance of the umbrella shaped golem. Lad watched her back in silence but none the less in a loving manner. His gaze fell on the poor fellow, Road was holding in a vice grip so that he could not fly off as he tried hard now. In his eyes she was so perfect, even with her sometimes sadistic thoughts and her childish antics. But still… just a wonderful girl that was caring for her family. For their family. "Road-tamaaaaa! Please let go of Relo! Earl-tama sure must be looking for me, relo!", whined the golem tired of being tossed, turned and used as some strange kind of sitting opportunity by the oldest child of the Noahs. Road however seemed not to be interested in the umbrella's dilemma and just kept going on with teasing him. It was fun after all. Suddenly she felt two strong but slim arms wrap around her small form, releasing the umbrella in surprise, who instantly took the opportunity and escaped into a door shutting it with a loud slamming sound. Road stood there silent, although she was more than willing to complain over the loss of her favorite toy. She leaned into the hug feeling Lad's warmth against her back. It felt so nice, so comforting. His hand went up her neck and traced it's contours. It made her shudder with content. She may have had the looks of a young girl but inside she was already close to a grown up woman just as was Lad. She felt his warm breath close to her earlobe as he leaned down and gave her a light kiss on her right cheek. She slowly turned around and looked into his eyes. They were marvelous. There was no equal in this world that was for sure. He began to chuckle lightly startling her. "What's wrong?", she asked taken aback, one eyebrow raised quizzically. He stopped and smirked. "It's nothing.", he replied amusedly, "I'm just savoring the privacy." They both laughed about the truth behind that statement their faces drawing closer to each other. It would be only two years later that "The Musician" would betray them all.

She blinked angrily as tears streamed down her face. God, she must have been looking so pathetic right now! Tiky would have found it quiet amusing. She brushed the salty water away and sat upright. Night had fallen and now the whole room was nothing more than a black hole. She turned her face to the window staring at the full moon. "Just like his eyes. Just like their eyes…", she thought dully. It would only be a matter of time and determination till one of them would completely and definitely take control over the one body they shared at the moment. She still loved Lad and she could curse herself for she still did after all that had happened. But she couldn't deny that Allen was as well someone she cherished. Slowly she made her way over to the door, her rose-dress changing into a white dress resembling a flower and black ribbons tying around her arms. Tonight they would start the last move and hopefully, the long lost and missed member of their family would finally come back home…