So here we have the 3rd chapter! Took me a while to figure out how to approach this one but I finally decided for this one. I hope you'll like it!

Allen sighed as he finished the bottle he currently had in his hands, looked at it and throw it outside through the open window. Blindly, he looked for another one, unscrewed it and took a good swallow of it. Damn Chinese and their nasty mǐjiǔ. He still couldn't understand how his Master could like that shit so much. Sake, mǐjiǔ, Soju… Everything was the same.

Master… He sighed and downed half the bottle in one go. He felt like shit, really. He was in love with Tyki, he was in love with Shishō… He knew he was a freak, he had always known that, since he was a kid, but he didn't need his feelings to be part of that too! Couldn't he just be normal for once? He wasn't asking that much was he?

Then again, he was cursed. Maybe Mana's curse went deeper than he thought.

He stood up and left the inn: maybe gambling would make him feel better.

Tyki was staring at the tomb of his boyfriend's previous lover as if trying to figure something out from it.

"Even if you abandoned him when he needed you the most, you probably were a better boyfriend than I am…" He said as he sat down next to the tomb and rested the back of his head on the cold stone, sucking on the bottle.

Was it possible two love two persons at the same level? Or there was going to be always a favourite one? A more cherished one? Because he didn't know. He loved Allen to the bone but recently he felt the exact same way towards the ex-General and he didn't know how to face those knew feelings. And he definitely didn't want to face Allen either. He couldn't face Allen.

Cross was wandering through the streets of… Was it Edo? Paris? Maybe Rio? He didn't know anymore. He was so used to travelling that sometimes he forgot where he was. Especially if he was drunk… or on the way of being so. Just like right now.

He heard two women talking in a language than resembled but Spanish and Italian… Where the fuck was he? Seriously! He looked around, trying to focus and he finally spotted that weird looking tower… Spain! He was in Spain! Yeah, that area where they spoke another language… And Spanish. Lucky him.

He headed towards them and asked for the direction of his hotel and once they had told him how to get there, he headed towards it, trying to remember everything they said. Once in the room he pulled another bottle he bought on the way and slumped on the bed.

A few weeks ago he wouldn't have hesitated to take those two gorgeous girls with him, but now… Fucking idiot apprentice and fucking Lord Tyki Mikk wouldn't leave his mind alone! He should have never accepted the invitation. It didn't matter how much he wanted it he should have refused. He should have known better than getting involved with them.

And to top it off he had to tell everything to Nea… Which meant that if he hadn't told Allen he would do it soon. He finished the bottled and growled: it was getting harder to get drunk.

He threw the bottle and rolled onto his side, petting his hair as he usually did.

"Say something and I'll shoot you." He growled suddenly.

"We both know you won't, Marian." Nea said as he sat next to him. "You want to talk about it?"

"No!" He yelled.

"Ok. Then you listen." The Noah said. "And listen carefully, you know I hate talking to the walls." Cross huffed but the grey-skinned male could tell he was waiting. "Did Allen tell you why I did what I did?"

"Of course he did."

"Then you should know better than not sharing your feelings with those involved in them." He stroked his hair softly. "Besides, do you remember what you told me?" Cross growled in response: of course he did.

-Flashback-

"Marian." The man growled at the person that had sat on the stool next to his. He didn't even have to look to know who it was: just one person called him that.

"What do you want, Nea?"

"Are you alright?" The Noah frowned at the obvious slur on the ex-General's voice.

"Do I look alright to you?"

"Definitely not." He said as he took the half-full glass and pushed it aside. "What's going on with you? I don't even remember the last time I saw you drunk!"

"Maybe because that was at least 35 years ago?" The redhead said as he tried to get the glass back.

"You know what I mean." He pushed the glass more away. "What's going on?" He asked, no softer.

"Allen. Tyki." The red-haired only sighed.

"What's wrong with them? Are they ok?" He asked agitatedly.

"Yeah. They are."

"Ok. Then what's the problem?"

"The problem is that they won't get the fuck out of my mind."

"Why are they in there?"

"Is this twenty fucking questions, Walker?"

"No. This is me trying to figure why the hell my nephew is having very disturbing dreams about you, Tyki and him and why you are completely drunk in this… shithole."

"They have… sake."

"Sake?"

"Yeah… Allen would understand." He mumbled and Nea sighed.

"Marian, seriously. I'm worried about you three. Specially you. Out of the three you seem to be the one holding up the worse." The younger pleaded.

"And what do you want me to say, Nea? That I think I'm fucking in love with the two of them? That I want to be with them and not just be a one night thing?" He hollered and the Noah smiled softly.

"Yes. That's exactly what I wanted you to say." He said and hugged him. "Let's go put you to bed." He said as they left the bar.

"Hey! You gotta pay!" The owner of the place yelled and Nea quickly shifted to his original form.

"What did you just say?"

"N-nothing. Have a good night." The man said, obviously terrified of him.

The golden-eyed male put the other one to bed, or rather, let him fall on the mattress and then sat down next to him. "You should tell them."

"They are happy. Allen is finally happy. I'm not going to be the one to break to him. To them." Cross growled.

"You are willing to sacrifice your own happiness for theirs?"

"Yes! Now will you shut the hell up, get out and left me fucking sleep?" He replied.

"Well, if you need anything you know how to find me. Good night, Marian." He said as he stood up and made to the door.

"Night Nea." He heard before he closed the door.

-End of flashback-

"We already talked about the 'sharing my feelings' part, Nea." Cross said, tired.

"And if you really thought I was going to drop it just because of that, you don't know me as well as I thought you did."

"Sometimes I hate you Nea. I really, really do."

"And the rest of the time?" He asked playfully, trying to bring him out of that darkness he had wrapped himself in.

"I try to!" Cross said, turning around and facing him. "Why do you want me so much to tell them?"

"I just want to see you happy. The three of you. You mean a lot to me, Marian. And so does Tyki."

"Why?"

"You are important to Allen and I know that if, for whatever reason lost either of you, he would not be able to go through it."

"Let's hypothetically say that I confess to them and miraculously they feel the same way" Nea snickered at that "I'm going to die, they won't. Wouldn't you prefer to save them that pain?"

"Marian, that's bullshit and you know it. You don't fucking age."

"And how the hell do you know that?"

"That mask and those spells of yours… aren't they Skull magic? And Skull don't age, thus, you don't age." He reasoned.

"Hate you."

"I know." Nea said teasingly. "I'll leave you alone for now, but expect me to drop sometime next week."

"Whatever."

"And please, think about I just said, ok? I know the three of you are hurting." He had even felt tempted to kiss his forehead, but that would probably earn him a handful of bullets. And he definitely did not want that.

Cross didn't answer to that: he was not going to think about it. He was not going to ruin their happiness. Not now, not ever.

He took off his clothes, threw them somewhere and climbed under the covers and drifted of too sleep. Or so he tried because his mind was a sea of Tyki's and Allen's with very little clothing or none at all.

Stop it Cross and go to sleep already. He growled to himself and emptied his mind of all thoughts and finally fell sleep.

Next morning, when he woke up he found a pill, a glass of water and…

"Tim? What are you doing here?" He asked as he petted the golden golem who nipped his fingers and then stared at here. "Did Nea send you?" The golem nodded. "That damn Walker…" The golem flew to his neck and nuzzled it. "No need to worry, I'm fine." He said. "How long are you going to stay?"

The golem showed him a reproduction of the 14th:

"Stay with Marian until Tyki and Allen are back, ok? Don't come here unless something happens, ok?" Timcanpy must have nodded because the image moved. "Good boy. If anything happens here I'll come fetch you." The golem didn't move. "Tim, I swear I'll take good care of Allen. You know I will. Go Tim, we need to keep and I on Marian so he doesn't do anything stupid." The golem nodded and then crossed the door.

"So what? Now you obey Nea?" He asked sharply and the furry golem actually flinched at his tone. "I'm sorry, Tim." He

said as he looked for something to eat to give him. "There you are." He said when he found some cookies and the golem ate them right away. "So you are to be my guardian, huh?" The golem nodded. "Better you than Nea, that's for sure."

He kept petting the golem as it kept devouring the cookies, thinking about last night and remembering the all words the Noah had spoken.

It was kind of obvious, was it not? I did Allen, then Tyki (and Nea and the Earl who found their way into it) so Cross was the most logical option.

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