"Mana-Mana!" a silky voice called, causing Allen to blink and look up from the ball he was concentrating on balancing on. He gaped at the sight of a tightly, leather clad, very attractive man currently sauntering towards him and Mana. He was too shocked to even notice he was balancing precariously on the ball without concentration.
The man was, as previously stated, decked out in leather. His pants were black and clung to his ass and legs seductively and had silver ribbon running up the side, showing the pale and creamy skin beneath, and that he was not wearing underwear. His feet were covered in black, knee length combat boots that had black laces all the way up its front.
His shirt was a white button up shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the first few buttons were unbuttoned, showing off a smooth collarbone. A black, leather vest was worn over it and a matching leather choker was around his pale and slender neck. Messy bangs caressed his face though a majority of them swept off to the left side. The rest was pulled back into a tight braid that ended somewhere near his waist.
A black cross hung from his right ear and two hoops followed up next to it, on the left ear there was a tear drop shaped, silver gem that was encased in black and three red studs followed up his ear. Despite all this though, what captivated Allen the most were the piercing emerald colored eyes that while currently shining with mirth and adoration, held shadows he saw in his own eyes every morning.
Mana looked at the still coming closer male in gleeful surprise, "Harry!" A stab of doubt pierced into Allen and he wondered if Mana was going to leave him for this obviously special male. He squashed it down, but the thought lingered in the back of his mind. He watched as the attractive adult's smile widened and he kissed both corners of Mana's mouth when he reached the clown.
Jealously coursed through Allen, but he didn't know whether it was about the male pretty much kissing Mana, or Mana being on the receiving end of those soft looking lips. His cheeks reddened at the direction his thoughts were going and it only deepened when this mysterious 'Harry' turned his attention on him and received the same treatment as Mana.
Mana chuckled as he hit the back of Harry's head, "Don't scare the poor kid, Harry."
Harry pouted at the clown and stuck his tongue out and whined, "Mana-Mana! You're no fun!" Mana only quirked an eyebrow at him. Harry rolled his eyes before turning his attention back on Allen. He smiled at the reddish brunette and complimented, "You're pretty good on the ball, Allen."
Allen's mind went blank. He looked down and realized with a start that he was indeed balanced on the large circus ball. He blinked and scratched the back of his head, "I guess." A sharp look from Mana had him blushing and stammering out, "I-I mean t-thank you, sir!"
Harry laughed deeply, the rough sound actually very soothing. Allen's blush deepened and he scowled, thinking the man was making fun of him. He opened his mouth to retort but was cut off when a hand ruffled his hair; the bangles that decorated the odd man's wrist jingled. He blinked when he saw the expression on Harry's face; vaguely he noted the large, black snake tattoo that was wrapped around Harry's arm.
His smile and eyes were soft and he looked like he genuinely cared about him; though they just met. "I'm not laughing at you, kid. There's just no need to thank me, Mana-Mana's just a stickler for manners. The name's Harry Prince, Allen." He tilted his head to the side and his braid moved with it, his eyes closing as he continued to smile. "Mana-Mana's told me a lot about you, Allen. I had to come meet you when I heard you two were in town. I'll actually be traveling with you guys for a little while."
Harry's smile turned into a sickenly sweet smile as he turned to Mana, face shadowing, "Isn't that right, Mana-Mana?"
Mana shifted, grin in place, "Of course, Harry, I wouldn't want it any other way."
And thus Harry Prince, actually Harry Potter, joined the unlikely duo.
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Harry crouched down in front of a sniffling Allen and he rested a hand on his head. "I'm sorry, Allen, but I have to leave for a little while." Allen refused to look and answer his other role model and much loved parental figure. Allen heard Harry sigh and flinched when the older man tugged him into a tight embrace. "I'm really sorry about this, kiddo, but I can't keep running from them for much longer and I don't want to bring you or Mana-Mana into all this shit."
Allen hiccupped softly as he muttered into the twenty-one years old shoulder, "You're not supposed to curse, Harry, Mana said so."
The dark haired adult chuckled weakly and mumbled in reply, "I don't give a damn what Mana-Mana wants me to do, stupid kid."
Allen was shocked to feel something wet hit his neck as he mumbled, words muffled by the man's shirt, "'M not stupid, Har."
Harry's voice was rough as he answered, "Sure thing, kiddo, sure thing." He made to move away but Allen clutched to the back of the man's shirt to keep him there. "Allen, I have to go."
Allen tightened his grip as he whispered brokenly, "Just a little longer, Harry, please."
Harry sighed and rested his forehead on the kid's shoulder and raked his fingers through Allen's hair. "Okay, just a little longer, Allen. Just a little longer…"
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Rain poured incessantly from the sky. A figure was standing in front of a lonely grave under a bare tree and was already drenched to the bone. After what seemed like hours the figure knelt down on the muddy ground in front of the grave and slammed his fists into the ground, bowing his head and screaming. "Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it all to bloody hell! Why you stupid prick! Why'd you go and get yourself killed, Mana-Mana! Why, goddamnit! Why…why…? You goddamn idiot…"
Harry stayed there for hours, crying and screaming himself hoarse for the loss of his dear friend. Finally, he stood and left the grave, heading in a random direction. He had to find Allen and he'd be damned if he lost him too. A decidedly evil smirk slithered on the adult's face as he cackled under his breath, "Time to pay that shitty Cross a damn visit."
The villagers steered clear of the evilly laughing young adult.
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Allen glared heated as he determinedly climbed up the cliff side. His sleeves were rolled up and his jacket was tied tightly around his hips, while his satchel was slung over his shoulder and rested comfortably on his back. Timcampy was fluttering next to his head worriedly. Allen's eye twitched and he growled irritably, "Why the bloody hell did they build this place all the way up here?"
He dug his hand into the top of the cliff and pulled himself up, flipping so that he landed further inland. He breathed in deeply through his nose and stood, clapping his hands so that all the dirt came off. He then wiped off any dirt on his shirt and pants before pulling a pair of black gloves out of his pocket and slipping them on.
He placed his hands on his hips and looked up at the large and tall building in front of him. He raised an eyebrow, "So this is the Black Order Headquarters?" Allen blanched as he looked at it more closely. His eye twitched, "Damn! Are you sure this is the right place, Timcampy? It looks like somewhere Harry would live, not exorcists!"
He scowled at the thought of Harry before sighing and beginning to walk towards the entrance, "Well, here goes nothing."
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"Who is this kid?" Komui asked. He adjusted his glasses and continued, "No, no, no you can't let outsiders come in here! Why didn't you stop him?"
Reever looked up from his position on the couch, "Oh, supervisor! This guy seems to be different then other outsiders.
"Look here, brother!" Lenalee called, pointing at Timcampy on the screen, "This boy, he's accompanied by General Cross's golem." Komui adjusted his glasses again as Allen's voice sounded through their own golem.
"Excuse me! I was sent here by General Cross Marian. I'm Allen Walker-Prince. I would like to discuss some issues with the Order." Allen looked thoughtful for a second before hitting a fist in his hand and adding, "Oh, and Harry Prince said that if you didn't talk to me he would make your life living hell."
Allen said this with a sweet smile as he clapped his hands together in front of him. Komui blanched with everyone else.
"A friend of the general? He's still alive after all!" Komui asked in disbelief.
Reever lifted a headphone off his ear as he informed the supervisor, "This boy is saying he is to be 'introduced'. Supervisor, you heard anything?"
There was a pause before Komui took a sip of his coffee and answered, "...Nope."
X-X
Allen stared at the Order's golem with blank eyes as he shifted his gloves unnecessarily. "Take the examination from the gate keeper behind you," Reever called from the golem.
Allen blinked before turning around and bowing slightly to the gatekeeper, "Nice to meet you." He straightened and the gatekeeper stretched out and peered down at the white haired teen. Allen blinked at it, raising an eyebrow. Lights shined down from the gatekeeper's eyes and Allen shrugged as he stood still.
The gatekeeper began to sweat as Allen's form started to blur and not show up. He jerked away and screamed at the top of his lungs as the only thing he could see was the pentacle on his forehead, "THIS GUY IS OUTTA HERE!"
Allen blinked jerking back as his hand automatically went to his lower back where his sword normally was. "Eh?"
"THIS GUY IS A BUG! THE PENTACLE ON HIS FOREHEAD IS CURSED! OUT! OUT! THE PENTACLE IS HE MARK OF AN AKUMA! THIS GUY IS A FRIEND OF THE MILLENNIUM EARL!"
Allen scowled darkly and snapped, "I am no such thing you fu—"
He was cut off as the gatekeeper screamed, "INTRUDER ALERT! INTRUDER ALERT!"
X-X
"Hey are the exorcists in the building-" Reever started.
"They're all okay," 65 answered, turning his head away from the screen.
Lenalee smiled as she turned her own head away from the screen where it was showing a figure holding a sword and flying down, "Kanda is already there."
X-X
Allen's eyes sharpened and he skidded back from the gate and thus the figure standing on top of it. He snarled, rolling his eyes as he grasped a chain from around his neck and unclasped the charm that was on it. The figure glared down at him and snapped, "You have some courage coming here alone."
Allen gave him a flat stare, "What did you want me to bring? An armada just so I could become a damn exorcist? Jeez, do you people lack common sense?" He didn't wait for a reply and kissed the charm he held in his hand.
Kanda jumped down from his place on top of the gate and Allen turned a bright light flashing as the sound of metal hitting metal sounding. When it disappeared all the scientists gaped in shock and wonder. In Allen's hand was a huge broad sword and was blocking Kanda's own katana. Allen narrowed his eyes at the long haired guy in front of him and lifted his hand.
With slow movements he gripped the edge of his glove with his teeth and peeled it away from his hand. Then before anyone could blink he was gone and in front of Kanda, body twisting so that he could land a hit on his target. His other arm was now his innocence. Kanda blocked a strike made with the sword, then leaped away to avoid a hit from Allen's arm.
Kanda paused, eyes narrowing before he dashed forward. Allen clenched his teeth and blocked with his arm. He winced as pain coursed up his arm, but ignored it and swung his sword in an upward arc. Kanda jumped away and made no move to continue attacking. Allen braced his sword in front of him and shielded his arm with his body.
"You...What's with that arm?" Kanda asked.
Allen stared at him warily. "It's my anti-akuma weapon. I'm an exorcist apprenticed under General Cross Marian," he answered, not mentioning his brief apprenticeship with Harry Prince, he had no idea how people would react to that.
Kanda twitched, "What?" He turned his glare at the gatekeeper and shouted, "GATEKEEPER!"
"But, well...If I can't determine his insides, how can I know for sure! What if he is an akuma!" the gatekeeper cried.
Allen's eye twitched and he deactivated his arm, it wasn't any use injured. He pointed his sword at the gatekeeper and snarled, "Do I look like a fuc-freakin' akuma to you? I may be cursed, but can a freakin' akuma be cursed? Bloody hell no!"
Kanda scoffed and ran his fingers down his sword, "Well, whatever." He got into a ready position and snarled, "If I check your insides, we will know for sure! I shall slice you with 'Mugen'."
Kanda began a dash forward and Allen groaned, "I'm really not you enemy! You should have gotten a letter of recommendation from General Cross Marian!"
Kanda stopped his sword inches away from his forehead. "...A letter from the general?"
Allen rolled his eyes, "Yes, a letter...It was addressed to some person named Komui."
X-X
Everyone froze and turned to Komui. He then pointed at a scientist, "You there!"
"Yes-s?" the poor guy answered.
Komui pointed at his desk, which was piled with stacks upon stacks of papers, "Search my desk!"
"Th-that..."
Lenalee sighed, "B-brother..."
Reever's eye twitched, "Supervisor Komui..."
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FIN
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ParaNoiablooD: I am unsure if I will ever finish this story and this sort of ties into the HPxDGM story after this one.
