So...Here's chapter 2. I would really like to know what you guys are thinking about this story.

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The sound of his harsh footsteps echoed through the corridor as the white-haired man rushed to his room. He tried to calm himself down, but he just felt so frustrated. He was angry and felt incredibly guilty at the same time.

He had lost so many things in his life. So many times he had thought that that was it…he would be alone forever. But every time he was at the brink of giving up he remembered Mana's words to him.

Don't stop. Keep walking.

These few words were the only thing he could cling to in desperate times. And now…it was like they meant nothing. He felt betrayed, he felt lost and confused, but despite everything that happened he still kept on walking…because he had his friends at the order, who supported and loved him.

He cherished life; he cherished every moment he had spent with his friends. And when one of them got hurt he felt completely hopeless. When he met Emilia, he knew the girl had been through a lot. He felt a sort of connection to her, and his growing protectiveness was unsurprising and unavoidable.

He did not mean to make her cry. He did not even mean to avoid her. He was just not sure he would have been able to handle the emotions chocking him every time he looked at her face…the face that was covered in blood a week ago.

And he was right…His rage was burning so brightly inside him that he didn't know if the fire could be put out. He was not angry at Emilia per se, though he hated the fact that she was so reckless. He was angry at the whole situation…and he was disappointed in himself that he was not able to protect her.

He regretted being so harsh with her, but he just couldn't stop himself. As of late, it seemed like when it came to her his control was non-existent.

Everything was falling apart around him, and every time his thinks about the fact that he could have lost her too, he just snaps. He took her necklace as a reminder that he had to get stronger. He had to get stronger to keep his friends safe. Giving it back to her was a promise from him to do so.

Allen slammed his door shut and sat down on his bed.

"So…How did it go?"

The exorcist looked up at the blond haired man sitting at his desk, and let out a tired sigh.

"I made her cry."

The remorse in his voice was evident and Link could only frown at him.

"The whole reason for ignoring my duty and letting you go alone was to ensure that you two would work things out, Walker."

Allen lay down, his legs hanging off the side of his bed.

"I know, Link."

Ha was actually quite surprised when the blond haired man did not follow after them. A part of him was thankful for him because he had to talk to Em alone, but another part of him felt frustrated because he had not been ready to talk to her yet. He was supposed to calm down before trying to settle things with. But even after a week he wasn't able to.

Contrary to what others thought, to what she thought, he did visit her in the infirmary. How could he not? She was his friend, whom he deeply cared for. But he only visited her at night, and only when she was already asleep. Link probably thought of him as a creep at some point put the inspector kept his thoughts to himself…thankfully.

"I am not sure what's going on in your head, Walker." The inspector uncharacteristically snorted. "I'd probably not be here if I knew… but if you made her cry, you should apologize to her."

Allen did not answer him, just turned onto his other side to face the wall. He closed his eyes and tried to will away his upcoming headache. He felt like tiny blades were trying to drill themselves into his skull. And they were. When he opened his eyes he noticed that Timcampy was chewing at his head. He immediately sat up.

"Whaa-? Tim! What are you doing?" The little golem stopped using his master as a chewing toy, and flew down to be on the same eye level with him.

Allen could not help but to think that his little friend was glaring at him.

The two were engaged in a staring contest for a few minutes, and by the end Tim was growling at him viciously, ready to attack his master's head once again.

"FINE! Fine…I get it. I will talk to her in the morning…Just…Stop trying to murder me with your-" He paused and scratched his head. "Ehh…do you even have eyes, Tim?" Said golem puffed his cheeks out and flow at him with force.

Allen dropped back onto his bed massaging his forehead that now had a huge lump on it.

"I'm sorry. I did not mean it. Stop hurting me!"

Unbeknownst to Allen, Link was watching the scene bemusedly. He was quite used to this by now, and sometimes even wondered how ironic it was that someone so immature is the one person who had turned out to be a huge threat to the order and to humanity.

When Allen managed to calm Tim down, he took the golem and hugged it as if it was his personal plush. He turned on his side again ready to finally take a nap. Just as he was at the brink of losing his consciousness, his door burst open and something heavy and cold was thrown at his head; hitting him on the same spot where Tim did. For a second, he wondered how it was possible that he didn't have a concussion yet.

Em's POV

After I've realized there was no point in sitting in my room for the rest of the day, I've decided- well, more like I was convinced by my growling stomach- that I should go and have dinner.

I understood why Allen was so upset. I really did. But I could not do anything to make him less upset with me. That was something he had to work out on his own, unfortunately. Though, I hoped that he would seek me out again and soon, so we could make up. This whole ordeal was just sad.

As I was walking towards the cafeteria I heard laughing from inside of one of the rooms. At first I ignored it and continued walking but curiosity got the better of me and seconds later I've found myself opening the door.

The sight that greeted me had me sweatdrop.

"Ah, Girlfriend Number One! Come, join us!" The red-haired man on the couch shouted over at me. He was sitting there with his hand thrown over the shoulder of a blond-haired woman, whose annoyed look was a dead giveaway that she was clearly having enough of the man's drunken tendencies.

"General, Cross. General Klaud." I nodded at them. The woman smiled at me, while Cross beckoned me closer with his right hand.

"Would you like some wine?" He offered me a glass but I shook my head.

"No, thank you. I was on my way to the cafeteria…By the way, what did you just call me?" He raised his glass and took a huge slip from it.

"Girlfriend Number One…You know, Allen's number one girlfriend." The way he said it made it sound so final and real I felt myself blush. Though, he confused me a bit. So, instead of denying what he said I concentrated on the other interesting part of my gracious title.

"Wait, what do you mean number one?"

"Well, if I am correct, cute Lenalee is the second, and that girl from the Asian Branch is the third." I gaped at him, thinking that Allen was completely right about him.

A womanizer indeed.

"Sorry to burst you bubble, sir…but I don't think Allen is keeping three girlfriends. Even if he is your apprentice."

Cross looked at me as if it was the first time he was seeing me. But that was definitely not true. I was with him and Lenalee when Allen stopped the Ark from disappearing…I admit the general was a great fighter but his people skills really needed some improvement. When we went looking for Lavi and the others, at our arrival we saw him and my blue-haired friend in a rather…well, compromising position.

I was getting uncomfortable because of how long he was looking at me, and I almost fall back when he stood up and held my face in his hand.

"Have you been crying?"

Shit.

"O-of course not. I am just tired. Why would I have been crying?" From the corner of my eyes I saw General Klaud narrowing her eyes at me. I knew I should have just stayed in my room. Course my big appetite.

I could feel the alcohol on his breath and I was ready to push him away- as rude as it would have been- when he let go of me and put his glass down onto the table.

"My stupid apprentice did something, didn't he?"

"No! Wait-"

But I was too late. He was already walking out the door leaving me and General Klaud behind. I looked at her and she raised an elegant eyebrow in return.

Oh boy. This will not end well.

I run out after the general trying to catch up to him, but I guess he was not an elite exorcist for nothing…even if he was completely drunk at the moment. By the time I reached him he was already kicking in Allen's door.

When I walked in I was not sure whether it was appropriate for me to laugh or not.

Allen was sitting on his bed, massaging his sore head, an empty wine battle in his hand…probably thrown at him by the dear general. Link was in a fighting position, ready to go against anyone who broke into Allen's room. And Timcampy…well, he was munching on Allen's head.

Doesn't Allen feed the poor thing?

Cross walked over to the exorcist and grabbed him by his collar.

"Idiot! I have never taught you to make a woman cry." Allen looked ready to bolt and looked at Link, his eyes asking for help.

"General Cross, I believe you are forbidden to make any contact with Allen Walker. What do you have to say for yourself?"

The redhead spared a disapproving glance at the blond than turned back to his apprentice.

"This is important. This stupid boy is making his girlfriend sad." He shook Allen a few times as if he was a ragdoll. Tim immediately let go of him and started flying around them frantically. "Just what kind of a gentleman are you?"

I swear I could see Allen's soul leaving his body, so before he ended up dead I decided to intervene.

I grabbed the general's ear and pulled him away from my friend.

"First of all, General Cross…I am not his girlfriend, and my name is not Girlfriend Number One but Emilia, which you already know." He let go of his apprentice and leaned towards me in fear that his ear would fall off. "Secondly, whatever happens between him and me is none of anyone else's business." I let go of him and put my hands on my hips giving them my most fearsome look.

Though, inwardly I was sweating because I knew that I have just pulled on a general's ear.

I was soo dead.

All three men were looking at me intensely, and I met their gaze with equal force.

In the next moment Cross kneeled in front of me, took my hand and kissed it.

"Tell me Emilia…how old are you? I would not mind if a fine, fierce, and beautiful woman like you would keep me company." He tagged on my wrist so I would be leaning over him, close to his face. "Since my stupid apprentice does not seem to appreciate your presence in a way he should, anyway."

I gaped at him, my face completely flushed.

Was General Cross hitting on me?

"Stupid Master! Get your hands off of her!" Allen was the first who got out of his gazed state and threw the battle at his master's head. Even Timcampy was glaring at his red-haired master.

I knew the little thing loved me.

We all watched silently as the hard object hit Cross on the back of his neck.

Suddenly, it turned very quiet.

The general stood up and turned to the white haired boy, his eyes glazed with simmering anger. Still, he just stood there, looking at Allen. I could not see his face anymore but after taking in Allen's scared face I could only guess, that the general was probably imagining several different ways to murder his apprentice.

I could feel the tension in the air.

Soon Allen was glaring back at him fiercely, and I had a little feeling that his anger was not coming from the fact that his master tried to hit on me…or at least that was not the only reason. Allen probably had many things to say to him, and probably had countless questions that he knew he was not getting an answer to…at least not anytime soon.

Their staring contest was broken by Link who decided that he had had enough and stood in front of the general, looking like the little obedient soldier he was.

"As you are not supposed to be here, allow me to escort you back to your room, General Cross."

The inspector's voice was firm, he had probably picked up on the two's unspoken conversation as well.

After a second, the general let out a silent sigh.

"Fine, fine. I am tired anyway." He turned around and looked at me. "If you ever get tired of him," he gestured towards Allen, behind him, "just come to me."

He gave me an award-winning smirk then left. Link quickly followed after him, though I did not miss the look he sent to the while-haired boy on his way out.

The door closed with a loud click and suddenly I realized that I was alone with Allen in his room. It was only an hour ago that we had a huge fight, and I was not sure what to expect.

Taking a deep breath I turned around and my gaze met with Allen's who was looking at me intently; his intense silver eyes sparkling in the flicker of torchlight.

Oh boy, indeed.