I had this idea today :3 we were driving home (Well my mom was) and I saw the moon and I thought, "How cool it would be if it were a person?" and then I went off into my imagining spree, and it came out as a DGM-Based fic! 3 Enjoyy!
Dont own DGM.

Tsuki No Nozomimasu Daisuki

The Moon's Wish for Love

Wish One

His gray eyes darted, looking back and forth. He stumbled, and fell to the ground. A loud cry came from his lips as the trees – were there trees? – scratched his knees. Slowly he got up, and resumed his run. The trees flashed by, silver in the dark, bushes, gold, and small animals, red, came by.

"Tsu-Kiii! Where are you! We haven't finished our game!" The voice cried, and the boy looked back, scared.

Something hit him square in the back, and his eyes widened, as the face filled his vision.

"Let's play, shall we? My Father wants to play with you, too!"

The boy shut his eyes, and screamed, "SAAANNNCCCTTUUUUAAAARRRRYYYYY!!" Before disappearing into thin air.

The voice's owner grinned, saying, "No worries. I'll find him soon enough."

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The man looked up, his sword flashing in an arc over his head.

"Die, pitiful things." His said, his voice deeper then expected.

The things shrieked, disappearing into the night.

The full moon winked, once, twice, as the man looked at the moon. He was surprised as the moon flickered, then disappeared altogether. He realized what had just happened.

"Komui." The man said urgently into the microphone at his ear. "Something's wrong. Something bad."

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The boy's eyelids fluttered. Slowly, lashes rimmed with white opened, revealing gray orbs. The boy looked around, surveying his surroundings.

"What the hell are you doing here?" A man said, making the boy jump. He turned around, seeing a man with navy-blue dark hair, really, really, tall. "A Moyashi like you shouldn't be here."

The boy simply twitched his head to the side, as if he didn't understand.

"Listen." The man slammed a fist down onto the ground, next to where the boy was sitting. "You are at the Black Order and you will leave immediately."

The boy opened his mouth, and a melody filled the air. Both boys stared, and then the latter slapped a hand over his mouth, tears brimming.

He was struck with pity. "You can't talk, can you…?"

The boy, looking up, the hands still over his mouth, shook his head sadly.

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Komui Lee was sipping his coffee happily, enjoying the flavor of his sister's own coffee. None other then she can make his favorite brand!

Just then the grumpiest member of the Order came in, dragging a boy about fifteen.

"Komui." He seethed, dumping the boy onto his desk, scattering papers everywhere. "Tell me who the hell this boy is, and why he was laying outside the Order gates."

Komui looked into the silver orbs of the boy, and he saw a red scar down his face.

"Oh dear." He said, getting up to a file cabinet that was off-limits to everyone. "Oh dear. Oh dear. Oh dear…" he kept saying.

Kanda rolled his eyes, and looked towards the young boy on the table, who was sitting nervously, shaking his head sadly.

"Ah-ha…" Komui said, dead serious, holding up a folder. He sat at his desk, and looked at Kanda. "Could you please leave?"

Kanda crossed his arms over his chest, and said, "No."

Komui sighed, and said, "This boy's name is Allen Walker."

"How do you know that?" Kanda asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's because I know and you can never know." Komui said, folding the folder and sticking it in his file cabinet and locking it.

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I have no clue where this is going.
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