Disclaimer: I don't own -Man. (licks my lollipop)

Me: I got this idea from listening to Cry No More.

Allen: This is going to be my POV, right?

Me: Yes. AND DON'T TOUCH MY ROASTED WEENIES!!!

Lavi: Sorry~!


(Allen's POV)

I hated it.

I hated those tears of hers.

They made her beautiful purple orbs fill with sorrow and pain.

If only I had been stronger…this massive bloodshed wouldn't happen. I could have prevented the 73 finders who gave their lives for us. Most importantly, she wouldn't cry.

I wanted to see her happy.

I wanted to see those eyes that shone and reflected her strong, optimistic side again.

I wanted to see her smile.

Her tears rendered me so helpless.

I couldn't do anything to stop it.

I'm so useless…

Right now, I could only hold her in my arms, feeling salty tears staining my uniform.

It was then I realized that how fragile a girl's body could be.

No matter how strong they may seem, they still do break down sometimes.

You will be afraid of holding her too tight, as she might break.

But if you let go, she might slip from your arms and shatter.

I held her tighter, as she kept whispering, "Why…?"

Please…cry no more…


Me: It's… a little…

Allen: angsty…

Lenalee: I feel it's a little fluffy...

Me: It's a little of both…anyway, things are flowing out nicely so far. Hope this goes on till the end! (Crosses fingers)

Lavi: Review!