Hello! Thank your reviewers Firediva0 and MercenaryCrime.

Firediva0: I was considering that initially, and I just might do so, so I'll test out my writing of Tyki's character in this chapter. If I like it, I just might make it TykixAllen. Who knows? I like those ideas and I'm testing them out.

Here's chapter 2. I hope to update every week.

It is in the dead of night that there exists nothing but black, white, and mysterious colors of gray.

Those of Gray

Road looked at the white-haired boy cautiously out of the corner of her eye. He looked like he was going to fall at any moment, and the moment he fell, he'd shatter into a million pieces. At that thought, she unconsciously tightened her grip on his small hand in hers. She really didn't understand how she'd found herself in this situation, for she was just stalking the Earl out of boredom. But when she cast her eyes on the broken child whose tears mixed to seamlessly with his blood and dripped down his pale face, she was entranced. Somehow, she found herself wanting to stay by him, to protect him, to guide him through the terrifying world she'd been living in for decades. The Earl seemed to be immediately attached to the small boy who was too cute for his own good as well, for he usually would have killed him without a moment's hesitation. But Road could tell when he liked something, when he hated it, and when he cared for it. The Earl looked at Allen like he looked at the other Noahs, with love.

Road found herself to be staring at the unknowing boy. She let her gaze drift all over the child's small, pale form that seemed to radiate brightly even in the sterile white ark. His whole being seemed to resemble that of a doll, beautiful, fragile, yet exuding a mysterious beauty one couldn't comprehend at first glance. The pale skin, the small form, the silky pure white head of hair. Road raked her gaze over the deformed arm that was a reddish rust color and looked as if it was burned, twisted, then burned again. The black nails of the hand drawing blood from the skin as the boy dug them into his palm. Road gently moved to make him unclench his hand, which he did so slowly. He seemed to not notice.

Road didn't want to look at his eye. She couldn't help but feel guilty, as strange as it is. Secretly, she prayed it'd be okay sometime. She prayed that it wouldn't hold him back.

She pried her eyes away, focusing on looking forwards and navigating through the white streets of the ark, but her thoughts always, always, managed to return to the boy.

The Earl was thinking similar things to Road as he stared at the boy's eye. The jagged line running down his face looked almost deliberately like that, looking almost like a tattoo if you didn't know better. He watched with his ever present grin on his face as the crimson blood dripped from his eye, from the inverted pentagram at the top of the scarring flesh. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the boy, strange as it sounded. Like Road, he just felt. . . attached to the boy. The moment he set his eyes on him, he couldn't find himself the motivation to leave him alone. He'd look into it further, he told himself. For that attraction was anything but normal.

~Later~

'Akuma are born from human sin'

Allen whipped his head towards the voice. The small girl with the spikey blue hair was next to him in a black world, perched on a strangely colored umbrella. He remembered everything the girl and the man who called himself the Millennium Earl telling him of the Noahs. God's true apostles who created the akuma. He cast his gaze around, asking where they were, only for the young girl to be gone when he looked back.

He opened his mouth to call for her, only for him to find himself unable to speak.

His thoughts were interrupted by a shrill scream. Before he could look, he was pounced on by something slick and heavy. He crane his neck upwards, only to stare into a familiar metal frame with the word 'Mana' scrawled across the head. He stared in fear at the word as it changed to the words 'Allen Walker's sin'

He screamed as it brought its knife-like arms down towards Allen's face. In that moment, Allen saw. Above the creatures head there was a ghost-like being. It was chained to the frame, and Allen knew, he knew that this horrifying, rotting ghost was Mana.

A blood-curdling scream erupted from the small child's throat as he shot up. But he instantly regretted it as the world swirled around him in reds and greens, and before he knew it, he was on the ground. He didn't even have energy to look towards where the noises of footfalls were coming from. He didn't even feel anything at the moment, only the pain in his head and the vague feeling of tears dripping out of closed eyes.

"-EY! WHA- Hey, shounen?* Are you okay!?" He heard a masculine voice say as feet came closer to him. He registered large hands picking him up and setting him on the bed he had fallen off of. He could smell the unfamiliar, but not unknown, smell of cigarettes coming from the man, mixing with his natural scent. Allen decided that he liked the scent.

He listened to the man as he heard him shuffle around. A faucet was turned on and turned off a small ways away. The man's shuffles as he came near. The rustle of fabric. He was comfortable (Well, aside from the pain in his head and how uncomfortably hot yet cold the room was).

"You up, shounen?" The man asked as something wet was applied to his forehead. Allen didn't respond save for slowly opening his eyes to look at the man who was caring for him. He would have reacted some if he didn't feel so numb (both physically and mentally), because what he saw truly did receive some sort of reaction.

He gazed through glassy eyes at a man who looked to be in his mid to late twenties. He had gray skin and shoulder length, curly and slightly messy hair that looked pretty soft to Allen. The man had seven cross-like shapes in a line on his forehead that he saw through the man's bangs. But even with these strange things, the eyes were the kicker. They were a brilliant, golden yellow, and were set in a slightly concerned gaze that Allen both liked and hated. He couldn't explain it.

"Hey," The man said almost awkwardly as he stared back at Allen.

The man seemed to remember that he had things to do with the kid. He pointed a gloved hand at himself. "I'm the third disciple of the Noah family. I'm known as the Noah of pleasure, and Tyki Mikk. Call me Tyki, shounen." He said.

Allen nodded. He remembered being told the basics of the Noahs. There were thirteen, but there were currently eight in existence. They reincarnated when killed, which was hard to do so, since they could heal and each had certain powers. All humans had the 'Noah gene' in them, but only in certain people did such a gene awaken. At the moment the Noahs were recovering and awakening after an event the Earl called 'The 14th'. Allen saw the Earl's face after mentioning it, and didn't press further.

Allen slowly reached out towards Tyki's face, and ran his fingers along his cheek. He liked the warmth that the man had. He felt so cold. Allen shakily grasped the man's fingers in his small hands and dragged them towards him before wrapping his arms around the man's arm. So warm.

"Tyki. . . " Allen whispered, liking how it sounded on his tongue. "Ty-"

He was interrupted by a horrible pain in his head. Small hands darted to grasp his head as his eye changed form and began to move on its own. Allen saw them. The ghosts. But they looked different, yet the same. THey were all so grotesque and horrifyingly sad. Allen felt liquid run down his cheeks at the sight. He heard panicked cries of alarm from Tyki as his large hands went to steady his shaking body. Allen didn't want to see. He didn't want this. They cried for freedom. Allen couldn't do anything though. He didn;t have the energy. He let out pained cries before he ran out of energy completely and fell to the bed. Crying and crying as others surrounded him. Crying for it to stop.

~ Earlier~

Tyki sighed.

He really did enjoy visiting the Earl's home, he really did! But the Earl was out and Road followed him. And the only other occupants of the home that were there at the time was Lulubell, Skin, and Fiidora. He didn't really feel like speaking to either one of them. He had recently taken up residence here once again due to his own home becoming too boring with just him there. He and Sheryl were the only ones who lived elsewhere (Save for Road who hopped around at different places at different times) usually. But he often lived at the Earl's home and just went to his own when it became too much here. But he didn't expect that it would be just as boring here!

He was about ready to go and play with his human friends when he felt the Earl's door open elsewhere in the home. He slowly got up, put out his dying cigarette, grabbed a new one, and went to greet the Earl.

"Hello Tyki," Lulubell said in her level voice. She didn't even cast her gaze towards him as she fell in line beside his strides. Tyki sometimes wondered if he'd ever have a meaningful conversation with her, well, at least in this lifetime. But he really couldn't find it in him to get close to her.

He didn't think too much of it as he relayed the greeting to her.

They walked in silence until they came across Road's door in the dining room. Road and the Earl were in front of it, along with a third figure that the Earl was carrying.

Lulubell rushed over to the Earl, asking if he was okay and such. The Earl assured her he was fine before continuing on to Tyki.

"Tyki-pet."

Tyki flinched at the nickname, but nodded. "Earl?"

The Earl held out his arms, specifically, a sleeping boy in his arms. The child looked to be ten years old, but he had ivory locks of hair that split down the middle of his face. On his face there was a jagged cut running down the left side of his face, dripping blood at an alarming rate. Tyki's eyes widened at this, and looked to the Earl for an explanation as he took the boy from the man.

"He'll be the newest addition to the family, Tyki. We've told him the basics. He made his father into an akuma, but Road wanted to keep him." The Earl explained rather vaguely as he started going back towards Tyki's room. The others followed him.

"Why is he unconscious?" Tyki asked. Although he wanted to know more details, he knew that the Earl knew what he was doing, so he focused on the boy that certainly did not look well.

"Blood loss and some sort of human illness. We started walking back through the ark when he collapsed! He doesn't look good. . . " Road answered with a slightly worried tone. "Tyki, we don't know what to do, and you know the most about this kind of stuff. . . " Road trailed off. Tyki sighed.

"Fine."

Road's eyes brightened at the word. She nodded excitedly as she began to run off.

"I'll begin to prepare a room for him! He'll stay with you for the night, Tyki!~" She sang as she disappeared from view. Tyki resisted the urge to sigh.

"Master Earl? Why are you taking this boy in? I cannot possibly see the benefit of taking a child with Innocen-"

"Lulubell?" The Earl said.

"Yes Master?" Lulubell replied. Desperate for an answer. The Earl looked towards her.

"I have taken him in because I want to~" He said joyfully as he skipped in the was he always does. Lulubell was flabbergasted at this answer, but made no move to protest. She respected the Earl too much.

"Tyki-pet?~" The Earl questioned. Tyki groaned inwardly. "Yes?"

"Take care of Allen-chan. Okay?" He asked. The two could see the genuine love the Earl already had for the child. Tyki, still shocked, only nodded absently as he turned and went into his room. Before he closed the door Lulubell called out to him.

He turned, "Yes?"

Lulubell looked uncomfortable, and stared at the floor. "Umm. . . please. . . take care of the child." She said softly. Tyki looked at her when she looked up from her feet, and smiled as he closed the door.

"Isn't he adorable?~" The Earl sang from beyond the door. Tyki could hear Lulubell reply in an admittant tone. "Yes, Earl."

~Later(My god this is a long chapter)~

Tyki was annoyed. He had all the right to be, though. It had been a few days and Allen had not woken up. Tyki had found the first day that the small child was indeed very sick, and probably had been for a while before the Earl found him.

When Tyki first brought Allen into his room, he was indeed warm as Road said. So he took great care as he wiped the blood from the child and changed his clothes (Trying not to stare at anything for too long, it was awkward to him, to say the least), then put him into his bed. Tyki took the chance to look at the child that night, and fell asleep beside him in a chair, holding Allen's small hand in his.

In the morning, when Tyki awoke and went downstairs to eat he was almost knocked over by the twins, who spared him no mercy as they bombed him with questions. After answering the ones he could and hitting the two when they got annoying, he sat at the table. The Earl made an announcement about the child and there were mixed reactions.

The twins seemed to already like the prospect of having a new play to- ahem- member. Road was humming along singing about how adorable the child was. Lulubell seemed to accept the kid, since the Earl did so wholeheartedly. Skin seemed to not like the idea, with SKin going ballistic at the idea of a child with innocence being in their home. The Earl shut him up by shoving a giant sucker in his mouth. He remained quiet yet grumbly for the rest of the morning.

Tyki had no doubt that Sheril would be ecstatic when he met the kid. He'd probably try to adopt him like he did with Road.

After the meeting the day went on slowly. Tyki stayed in his room doing whatever came to mind as Allen slept. And around every hour there'd be someone at the door who wanted to look at the kid or something else. The twins and Road came often, just staring at him and giggling, but it seemed that they already were attached to the child, and they couldn't wait til' he woke up.

Lulubell came every few hours just to look at the child, surprisingly. Tyki let her sit in her cat form next to Allen once.

She came back that evening to sleep by Allen for awhile.

That was the first day. The second went similar to the first, but people came with excitement and left worried. Most were excited for when he'd wake up, but when they saw his ill form shaking on the bed, they'd stare at him in hopes he'd wake up. The Earl came later that day to speak to Tyki, who regretfully informed that the child had not woken yet. He left with almost comical tears dripping from his eyes.

Lulubell came in soon after that, and slept next to Allen for quite awhile. Tyki, even though he didn't really know her that well, could tell she was worried. He said nothing.

It was the third day that it happened.

Tyki woke like the other days. He stood from his chair at Allen's bedside and went to get dressed. But as he was dressing he heard Allen begin to shiver once again, tossing and turning in his bed. His face was scrunched up in pain as he breathed in short, ragged breaths. Tyki rushed to his side and held the child's hand until he calmed down. Then he slowly started to get dressed again and reluctantly went downstairs for food. Once he was in the dining room, he took his seat next to Road silently and started eating. He could tell though, people were looking at him.

"Tyki. . . Has he woken up yet?" Road asked quietly, in a softer voice than she'd ever really used before. She gazed at him sadly from the corner of her eyes. Tyki shook his head solemnly and informed them that Allen seemed to be restless that day. That put them on edge, everyone seemed to want the child to wake up and greet them, even the ones who didn't like him at first. Skin had visited once on the second day with the twins, but looked from the corner of the room. But even he, he was worried.

The Earl told a few people of missions they were to go on (reluctantly). Road was to go on a mission together to collect Innocence from a few different places, she with a lot of grumbling and shrieking.

As Tyki left to return to Allen, Skin walked up to him and gave him a lollipop from inside his pocket. Tyki shot him a small smile as he deposited it into his pocket. He waved to the remaining Noahs as he returned to his room.

Everything resumed its normal schedule after that. People came to visit every couple of hours, then left with sad faces after seeing the sorry state that their soon-to-be newest member was in.

Tyki was beginning to lose it. He needed to smoke.

He started to head down towards a large window at the end of the hall where his room was located. Lulubell always chastised him for smoking in the middle of the house.

He had just lit his cigarette when he heard it. The scream.

Before he knew it he was running back to his room, a short run, but it felt agonizingly long at the moment. "Shounen! Hey! Wha-" He started as he pulled open the door. His gaze immediately shifted down towards the shivering body on the floor. Allen was collapsed into a heap on the ground, tears dripping out of closed eyes.

"Shounen!? Are you okay?" He asked worriedly as he rushed towards the child. He picked up his body gently and set it onto the bed. Tyki rushed to the bathroom that connected to his bedroom and grabbed a washcloth, wet it with cool water, and rushed back to the boy. He placed the new cloth on his sweating forehead and noticed the irregular breathing patterns.

"Hey, you awake?" He asked. Allen slowly opened his eyes, revealing breathtaking eyes the color of silver. Tyki couldn't find it in him to look away from those eyes that ran over his body.

It seemed like eternity before Tyki could muster up and awkward 'Hey'. No reply. The child only looked at him with a blank stare. Tyki suddenly remembered that the kid din't know his name. He pointed to himself.

"I'm the third disciple of the Noah family. I'm known as the Noah of pleasure, and Tyki Mikk. Call me Tyki, shounen." He said, not really knowing if he was rambling or not. The kid had such a strange effect on him.

Tyki watched as Allen's silver eyes flashed in recognition before the kid reached his arms towards Tyki. He stiffened as small hands reached towards his cheeks. He felt warmth rush to them at the feeling. He mentally scolded himself.

Allen grabbed his arm and brought it to his chest, cradling it. Tyki felt himself full on blush as the kid almost whispered his name.

His joy was short lived as Allen stiffened, then shot his arms up towards his head, grasping it in great pain. Tyki snapped out of his daze-like state as he watched in horror as the child shook in what seemed to be unbearable pain. He watched as Allen's left eye changed, becoming black with red circled forming in the center. THat eye darted around seemingly on its own as his normal eye clenched shut tightly. Tyki rushed to take the child in his arms as blood and tears dripped from Allen's eyes. He kept on chanting things. (Stop, stop, make it stop!)

"EARL! LULU! ANYONE!" He called as he gripped the child's shoulders. (Please just stop it! No more!)

Tyki heard hurried footfalls nearing his room, barely audible over Allen's cries. (THey're crying! It hurts! Make them stop!)

The door slammed open just as Allen fell to the bed, losing the energy to do anything but just cry and cry.

"Earl. . ." Tyki begged him as he released Allen. "What's wrong with him?"

The Earl looked over to Allen and changed into his human form. He sat by the child as the twins slunk onto the overly large bed on the other side, petting Allen with their guns. (Their form of comfort)

"Ah, it's a curse. I hadn't noticed." The Earl mumbled to himself.

Skin placed some candy on the bedside table nearby as Lulubell curled up next to Allen in her cat form.

They all listened to the Earl's words. Then thought.

We're sorry, Allen.

My god that was long. Please don't expect them all to be that long (Some might be) I just had a lot of time this week and couldn't find a good place to stop.

This is probably really corny, or really choppy. But I hope it works (?) Who knows.

I've officially found that it is fun to write the Poker pair, so I will. Sorry for those of you who are not fans of yaoi or the Poker Pair. I can't write anything steamy. It is not in my ability. So don't think that it'll be mainly romance or anything. But I do enjoy writing this, and there will be a good deal of it, just not as a main focus. AT THE MOMENT TYKI AND ALLENS RELATIONSHIP IS THAT OF SIBLINGS. He's not that creepy

*I'm using shounen instead of boy because I like it like that

I'm using only spellings from the wiki. If you don't like them or think they are wrong, please blame the wiki.

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