Hello dears!

Here we have the third chapter with the theme of Eyes Never Lie. This chapter has Allen and Nea bonding a bit more you can say, with a lovely mix of fluff and comfort with light angst before. Very light. Mostly a chapter that makes your heart feel all fluffy with a need to hug the boys.
Oh, and after Nea already showing signs of being attached to Allen, now it's Allen's turn to show he's getting attached to Nea~

I hope you enjoy!


Hitotsu, Futatsu

Eyes Never Lie

Allen had never realized he got lulled in a sense of security, travelling without real troubles for days, musing about Nea; up until a sharp pain erupted in his head and heat washed over his body. The young man stumbled, and felt immensely glad that he was on the road, rather than in the middle of town. Timcanpy fluttered with worried noises, soon landing on his head and petting his hairs as Allen sat against a tree, a little out of sight from the road.

Breathing heavy, Allen tried to keep his eyes open, or at least concentrate on his other senses when the headache forced his eyes close. He found himself holding his right hand with his left one, and sighed in small relief as Crown sent a gentle sensation through his body, soothing him both physically and mentally.

That was all something Allen had grown used to, over the weeks of being on the run, yet there was something new today. Wetness formed at the corner of his eyes, and as the few tears fell down, Allen could not help the saddened thought.

Why, Nea?

But as if it was the key to the door of his mind, Allen felt all of the sudden a powerful surge of power, and in a few seconds, he felt himself close his eyes, losing consciousness. Fear started to take hold of him, even as the pain and heat left him.

Then, a gentle hand brushed his hairs, a finger tracing his forehead then down his curse mark, the comforting sensation familiar enough to know who it was. He vaguely noticed the feeling of legs acting as pillow for his head, and then his eyes opened.

Allen felt that his breath was stolen, as he took into the golden eyes looking down at him. Nea looked in pain as much as he looked angered, he looked guilty as much as he looked hurt. Jaws were locked tight even as his gaze felt soft. Relief flashed as he got to see silver eyes open, and then, he looked away.

"Crown Clown is activated, so your body is safe." Nea stated in a soft voice.

Allen blinked, mind slowly recalling the anger and protectiveness behind the power that took hold of him. It had not been Crown's, even if now he could faintly recall the sensation of his Innocence's warmth coming just as he passed out.

Without really thinking, Allen lifted a hand, lightly placing it on Nea's cheek, and the Noah turned his gaze back on Allen. Nea's expression softened, almost hesitant, as understanding form in the white haired's eyes. Understanding, guilt and gratefulness.

"You're the one who pulled me here, aren't you?" Allen questionned, just as softly.

Nea stayed silent for a second, and then he tilted his head, which made his cheek rest a bit more in Allen's hand. "I told you before, didn't I? I do not want to harm you." He sighed, and looked away again, a little bit sad when Allen dropped his hand. "What I want and what happens are not always the same."

Allen was the one who stayed silent then, only to push himself to sit. It felt a little bit amusing to see Nea immediately look at him, half worried, one arm hovering behind Allen's back. "What happens seem to be out of both our control, though."

Nea blinked, then huffed out a laugh. "Maybe. But we get back control, don't we?"

Allen chuckled, relief warming his heart. He felt like a fool for thinking Nea was the one forcing his way into control, even when logic told him he had reasons. Even Nea had seem to understand Allen had all the reasons to. Then, he blinked as arms wrapped around him and he was pulled to rest against Nea's chest.

"You will wake when it's safe. So you should just rest your mind." Nea mumbled.

Allen lifted an eyebrow, gazing up a bit, and he nipped down his lip to prevent the small giggle he felt forming. He realized Nea had closed his eyes, and that he looked sleepy. Indeed, the man soon rested his cheek on top of Allen's head, rumbling in contentement as he rubbed a bit his cheek on Allen's hairs; and then Nea's breathing indicated he had fallen asleep.

The white haired felt himself relax more and more, noticing now he had been at ease from the start, and allowed himself to fully rest against Nea's chest.

If Allen ever had doubts on whether to trust or not Nea, a single look into those golden eyes had been enough to dissuade those worries. Whatever answers he could find in the Campbell manor, Allen felt deep down that it would only confirm what Nea showed.

It still confused Allen, yet he felt he knew. His hand lifted, gently resting over Nea's heart, amused to feelt the heartbeat knowing they were in his mind.

You called Mana a softie… He's not your brother for nothing. Allen closed his eyes, drifting into a semi-slumber. But I think I know what you mean, that I am not your nephew.

If you continue to act like this, if this is the real you, then… Then I hope we can both live. I don't want you to leave me and I don't want to harm you.

I want you to stay with me. If I'm your host, then you are my Noah.

To be continued...