Disclaimer: Hoshino Katsura

My first D. Gray Man fanfic. As you can see, my grammar isn't as good as you maybe expected. I truly apologize for your inconvenient.

Thank you for reading, I wish you enjoy it.

Chapter 1: Prologue

It was dark. Young Allen Walker couldn't see anything beside himself and that man.

Mana,

Allen silently held up tears that were starting to leaked out of those silver-gray eyes.

Mana, I've made up my mind.

It was really dark; the aura was thickening with grief and sorrow. Just like his mind.

I won't stop walking, on my path as an exorcist.

The older man stayed to stand silently behind Allen. No one will ever know his expression. Was it sad? Anger? Grief? Nobody know, and nobody ever will. One thing was sure, he did speak.

"Then, continue yourself to drown, to the world of black and white."

It wasn't sure that the answer was the same as what Allen's expected. However, as the silence went on, the young white-haired kid couldn't hold his emotion anymore, as the tears went down his face.

And so, the Walker walked again..

SPLASH!

Willingly or not, 15 years old Allen Walker woke up and ended his sorrow dream, thanks to a bucket of cold water that his comrade Lavi has splashed him with.

"Good morning!" said the orange-haired exorcist. "Although it nearly isn't morning anymore."

The gray eyes twitched with annoyance. "What a very sweet way to say good morning, Lavi! Couldn't you find another softer way to wake someone up?"

"Well, you slept like a baby so..." Lavi answered cheerfully as ever.

"And how in the world could you enter my room? I'm sure I've locked it last night." But as soon as he saw a black, small, metal hairpin in Lavi's hand, he knew the answer. "Never mind. So, what does bring you here?" asked Allen while cleaning his soaked bed and changing his clothes.

The answer was the usual answer, "Komui called us, but we thought you won't want to lose breakfast so I was sent to wake you up."

"Which you did terribly.."

"At least it was a success, isn't it? I should proud of myself. Not many beings in this world who could do it as smoothly as me." True, Allen's infamous sleeping habit was already known inside the Order, and nowadays, it's getting harder to wake him up. Only few that was able to wake him up without wasting time, including Lavi and Timcanpy. But no one can beat Cross. Now that he back to the Order, Allen would wake up immediately if he sense the presence of his master in 10 meters radius, like a radar that works with instinct.

The gray eyed Walker was confused. Lately, he has been getting dreams like that. He's afraid that was a sign. A sign that something would happen. And he's afraid too, that the something wouldn't be the good one. Aside from that, the moment in the dream was the source of a small ripple of doubt in his mind. 'The world of black and white' isn't as simple as just some words to define his unique vision of his unique eyes. It has to be something more than that. Unfortunately, the young exorcist hadn't catch the meaning, despite that the answer was seemly easy and close to him, yet his mind seemed to be in a blurry fog. He himself couldn't see it clearly.

Mana..

He missed him, his foster father. The one who taught him about the importance of life. The one who give him his first feeling of comfort and the warmth of love. The only one who he considered as his only family. The one who told him to keep walking, no matter what happen out and inside him, until his death. And so he carried on the massage, as if that was his fate.

But sometimes, he felt that so-called fate was indeed a burden. It infected his whole way of life. Every step he took contains the responsibility. And his life goes on with more responsibility that seemed to be his destiny. As if his capability to accommodate with the Edge End and his curse eye wasn't enough, he's given the title 'Destroyer of Time' who bears the hopes of whole world that waited to be saved from the destruction by the Millennium Earl. And lately, another important title was given to him, 'The Musician'.

He can't stop walking, even just for a while to rest up a bit. Although when he's exhausted, or even hurt. No, he couldn't, or to be exact, he's forbidden to doing so. And as time and his life go on, he's continue to falling deeper and deeper, to the world of black and white.

"Allen-kun.. Hey, Allen-kun.. MOYASHI-kun!!"

Allen was forced back to reality at the last call. In fact, he nearly jumped. Then he saw the pouting face of his Chinese comrade. "Ah.. Lenalee."

"I've been calling you for ages! Honestly Allen-kun, you haven't woken up completely, have you?" then she giggled, "But you reacted quite fast when I called you bean sprout. Guess you really like the nickname, huh?"

"Not you too, Lenalee... It's no fair; you did call me much more loudly with that 'name'...," sighed Allen. The Chinese exorcist giggled softly in respond. They were in the dining room, now that the breakfast time was nearly over, the room was nearly empty. In fact, they were just six or seven other people aside Allen and Lenalee.

"So, Lenalee," asked the white haired youth, "Why did you call me?"

"Isn't it quite obvious?" she pointed at the dining table in front of Allen, "Your so-called breakfast has arrived, it's best to eat the while they're still hot, isn't it?"

"Already? Oh you're right, wonder why I didn't notice them." The curse bearer looked at the mountains of food, "Jervy is really an unbelievable great chef, isn't he? Normal chef would spends days making these great tasted foods in this amount, right?" The he started to digging in.

"What is more amazing is that you could finish them within breakfast time. Normal people would take months to do it.."muttered Lenalee. Although Allen has been there quite a time now, some of his comrades still find it hard to accept the fact that the youngest exorcist was actually the only reason why their kitchen outcome was increasing dramatically.

Later after breakfast time, Allen, Lavi, Kanda, and Lenalee were in the supervisor office, a big room that resembles a private library, if only there're no mountains of paper everywhere. Their self-proclaimed chief of the scientist department, Komui Lee, was looking at them though his glasses.

"So," said Komui with his rare serious voice, "You four already understand the mission?"

"Yes," answered the quartet with almost perfect unison.

"Although I am not sure whether this idiot sprout is listening at all," muttered Kanda loud enough for Allen to hear. He was, actually didn't put his attention to Komui. His mind was again, distracted by his earliest dream.

"I am listening, thank you for your attention at me," replied Allen sarcastically. "And by the way, just for some information for your dumb head, my name is ALLEN! A-L-L-E-N. Seriously, you should take a check up for that dumb memorize ability."

"Che, I guess an idiot sprout isn't worthy to ask for a better name. A bean sprout should be called bean sprout."

And so, all the rest could do was just watched hopelessly for the two "best friends" to began their routine "activities".

They're just listening to the briefing of another mission. The mission was quite simple; investigate the disappearance of people at a small village. Usually, one or two exorcist would be enough to this kind of simple mission, however, with the recent development of event, strategy changed. Even a small mission shouldn't be underestimated.

"Then, you'll leave after noon." Then Komui decided to end his serious attitude, "Believe me, it's really hard to see you all go out and facing dangers in the outside world, especially you, my beloved little Lenaaaaaleeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!" With quite an effort, Lenalee tried to release herself from his brother's bear hug.

"Honestly, Brother... You don't have to worry about me; you have repaired my Dark Boots, haven't you? No need to worry, we'll be fine," sighed the unruly short haired girl.

"No, my dear... It's not the Dark Boots that I'm worrying, it's you purity..." whined the Chief again," There's no guaranty that you'll be save from that womanizer..."

"Huh?!" At this point, Allen had some kind of... well... bad feeling. His face paled. "Don't tell me that..."

The older Lee looked annoyed, "Well, at this state, any mission could be seriously dangerous; we can't afford to lose anymore exorcist, so..."

The door was calmly opened, then some gentle footsteps could be heard toward them, along with a familiar scent of smoke and slightly perfume of the only general who was a heavy smoker and womanizer, along with his best companion, the golden flying canary, TImcanpy. Only Allen's face turned completely white in horror. Kanda tried to giving him his best glare, but it seemed to be futile. Lavi grinned, or smirked to be exactly.

"So, want it or not, I should spare my time to accompany you filthy kids." General Cross Marian finished the supervisor's sentences. Then he continued, "Of course I am not talking about you, Lenalee. Even the faintest scent of your beauty is more worthy than the whole of my idiot apprentice there" Lenalee was forced to bring out her best smile for the red-head general. She was determined to not let go of Cross, which means they have to search for him again. That would mean the nights of terror would come back, the nights when their life were on the edge of dead valley.

As his comrades waiting for the general to arrive on the wooden canoe, the youngest exorcist was once again lost in his own thoughts.

Mana,

I've made up my mind.

For your sake, now I'm no longer human.

I'm a weapon, just like those AKUMA.

I exist for them. Saving them aren't my wants anymore, it's a need for me.

That's the path you want me to take.

Right? Is that right, Mana?

Tell me, Mana, give me the answer. I just want to make sure of that.

Mana,

I miss you.

"Hey you idiot apprentice," the general called. Allen reluctantly raised his head only to saw two heavy cases were thrown at him. He nearly fell back at the sudden weight at his hands.

"Wh..what's that for, Master?"

Cross smacked his apprentice's head as an obvious sign of annoyance. "Don't tell me you've gotten your head too big to remember your duty as my idiot apprentice. Carry my bags. Surely you haven't forgotten how to do that, have you?"

Allen growled silently as a sign of defeat. 3 years of living hell with the General was enough to crave a horrifying memory of his master in his brain for eternity. Sometimes he even wonders why he could survive it.

His comrades, Lenalee, Lavi, and Kanda, watched with slightly amazement. 'No wonder Allen was so horrified when anyone mentioned his master, they thought. Although Kanda couldn't help but smirked. For the first time of his life, he was gracing the fact that he had Tiedoll as his master. Bad luck for him, the little bean sprout saw it, and sent him a death glare in return. For quite a time, even when the group has boarded the comfortable first-class compartment on the train, the two 'best-friends' still enjoyed their time sharing their best death glare to each other. The rest watched with some 'it-can't-be-helped-sighs'. And so, as expected, eventually, the glaring-competition grew and evolved to a words-battle.

"You Bakanda! Could the Mighty Bakanda-sama, just mind his own business just for only a minute?!" barked Allen.

"Same goes to you, damned bean sprout!"

"It's Allen! Even the most idiot person in the world should have his limit of idiocy, to not remember even a single name; you really are a high class idiot, aren't you?"

"What a very nice attitude, you cursed bean sprout!"

Allen gasped at Kanda's answer. His face fell. He knew that the silky haired exorcist was just (maybe) joking, or in another word, he's not serious at all; just saying random things to pissed his enemy in word's battle, in this case, it's him, Allen. But the so-called-bean sprout's brain processed it as a very critical attack to his feeling.

"Oi, what the hell is it now, bean sprout?" Kanda noticed the change of heart in his rival.

"Oh.. it's… nothing, never mind. Sorry Kanda, I think I just… some kind of tired, yeah," answered the gray-eyed exorcist reluctantly, again lost in his thought.

"Go to sleep then. You'd better remember that if you become a hindrance in the coming battle, I won't even think of helping you," said the Mugen-wielder. Allen smiled silently. His rival was really has such an odd way to show his care…

"What are you staring at, Bean sprout? Go to your damned sleep before I changed my mind and decided to warming myself up with sliced you and give you to Jervy. He's lacking of bean sprouts stock nowadays, you know?"

…or maybe not. Allen sighed secretly without taking risk of be seen by his bloodthirsty comrade. He closed his eyes, took a graceful chance to rest a bit before the could-be-dangerous mission up ahead. It's not like he has been had some peaceful sleep in these past few days. Kanda turned to face the window, looking aimlessly to the moving landscape while lost in his own thought, and eventually, fell asleep in boredom. Fortunately, their other comrades have fallen asleep too, they never saw that moment when Kanda rea. lized something wrong with the little bean sprout alike.

Except two, the half masked general was watching silently, unnoticed by both Kanda and Allen and the flying little gold golf ball shaped golem on his shoulder.

Chapter 1: Prologue, end.

Sorry it was short. Actually I'm currently busy with the flood of school assignment, not to mention the usual, everyday writer block too, which could be healed only by some reviews. So this story will updated in slow pace. However, it probably could be helped by your review, readers.

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