Thread of Mine Chapter 1
By Artemis/Rebecca Priest
(Disclaimer: I don't own D, Gray-man…if I did Kanda would have jumped Allen and had hot man sex, then Allen would have become pregnant….because you see none of this…then NO I don't own D. Gray-man)
Light silver strands swayed slightly back and forth as moon pale fingers dances crossed the keys for one more night. The angel that sat playing didn't even notice his watcher, the one who would stay up all night and watch him play.
Allen Walker. Now shoulder length silver hair that brushed his swan like neck and
Moon-kissed heart shaped face that held his rose budded lips and a button nose. Two twilight twinkling eyes shined but if you looked closely running over his left eye he had a strange crimson scar. Slender arms and legs connected to a lithe body that made him look elfin; his slightly pointed ears had an ear piercing made of beads dangling. Joyous laughter filled the air as the angelical beauty sang out loud filling the air with his song.
"Good sir I present myself before you,
With velvet robes and lilies in my hair
My ladies do the best with what their given,
I only pray you will find me fair"-
He could see Allen in velvet robes and lilies in his hair, dancing around with Lavi and the others. He could see it as Allen's voice reached out to everyone making them happy, saving them. Kanda's face darkened, he didn't want others to have HIS moyashi, and no one could have his angel. Not even his mentor, Cross.
"I ask you leave a penny for the bargeman
And one in penance for the hearts you break
And keep these words forever as a reminder
Of what sends a dying lily to the lake"
Angel wings seems to sprout from Allen's back as he sang his heavenly appearance made Kanda want to cry out, want to grab Allen and taint him. To thrust into that beautiful body and have him cry out, for more, for love, to make himself only Kanda's.
Kanda could feel the heat pool in his lower region and winced at such filthy thoughts of his lily-white moyashi. He could never make Allen cry, because would never forgive himself if he did. His cursed angel was his only salvation.
"Dear Lancelot my sorrow clad in silver,
You see my thoughts return to you again
You came to me as others came, a-courting
But nothing is with you as other men"
Yes, Lancelot The knight who had fallen in love with Guinevere, the White Fairy of Camelot King Arthurs wife. Allen looked just like a white fairy only he was not tainted by such things as lust or adultery. His silk shirt was too big so it covered his lithe legs to the knees but slide over showing his right shoulder blade making Kanda pant as his skin glowed in the moonlight. The Mother Moon was embracing her beloved son, not letting anyone but her touch him.
Growling softly, Kanda glared making a promise he would be there to protect Allen. His honor, chastity, everything if Allen allowed him as such.
"I ask you leave a penny for the sermon
And another for the errors that you make
And keep these words forever as a reminder
Of what sends a dying lily to the lake"
Allen would never know of the darkness that wanted him, the thing that wanted to tear that light and rape him, to claw it's away into his heart. He was as pure as the Gods themselves, he didn't understand…no he understood other's suffering. More then any of them…he was truly The Child of the Gods.
"With trembling
hands I held your life inside you
but failed to earn your favour
for my own.
Your coppers were an empty consolation,
For my
needs are met by you, and you alone"
Kanda stood there in the shadows watching Allen play on the ivory piano for the hundredth time it seems, his cobalt blue eyes were relaxed. Could let his angel fill him with hope, with the long lasting feeling of REALY hope, not something false those Vatican bastards promised. No, Allen held true hope for every ones future that's why….Kanda…needed to be by Allen's side.
"I ask you leave a
penny for the water
and another for the liberties you take.
And
keep these words forever as reminder
of what sends a dying lily to
the lake"
Maybe….just maybe….Allen would let him stand by his side, as his protector, his solider, and his knight….as his lover….
"Please keep these words, my love, as a reminder"
Because…he didn't want Allen to be a dying lily.
