Summary: "You shouldn't fall in love with me," Allen turned away from Kanda, taking deep breaths to calm himself. Kanda pulled the shorter man against him in a tight embrace, crushing the silver-haired male against his chest. "I don't care if you are the son of a demon. I love you for you, and that won't change." Tears trickled down Allen's face as he closed his eyes, unwillingly to let this moment disappear.
Rating: T for now
Pairing: Yullen (Kanda/Allen)
Setting: AU
Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-Man nor do I make any money from writing this.
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Chapter IV
Lulubell slid the door to her room shut and hurried over to the drawer by her table, sitting down just in time for a silhouette to materialize behind her.
"Lulu!"
"Come to check on me have you Road?" Lulubell shifted forms, returning to her true self and smiling at the smaller Noah.
Road giggled while brandishing Lero with one hand.
"Road-tama please don't twirl me," the pumpkin-headed umbrella protested.
His plea fell on deaf ears as Road went to sit next to Lulu, peering over her shoulder to look at the spell the older Noah had unfolded.
"Is that from Tyki?"
"Yea. I plan on using it on Kanda," Lulubell rummaged around in a small chest, finding what she needed in the form of a small pouch.
The Noah of Dreams watched in morbid fascination as the Noah of Lust pulled out a piece of hair. This she dropped onto the center of the paper, then began murmuring a small spell, focusing her powers on cursing the owner of the hair—namely her "husband" Kanda—making sure his life will end by the week. Spells from the Earl were more effective than their own Noah powers, and more difficult to break. Lulubell smirked at this fact, wondering if that blasted demon child will be able to break this one.
"The Earl is getting impatient Lulu," Road said after the spell was cast.
"I won't let three years of work go to waste. Kanda will be dead by the end of the week," the older Noah swore.
Both Noah heard the sound of footsteps approach and immediately Road disappeared from sight. Lulubell hurriedly shifted back to Alma's form just in time as Kanda slid the door to her room open. Already she could see dark circles beginning to form under his eyes, and inwardly the Noah smiled triumphantly at how fast the spell worked. He sat down on the floor and held a hand against his head.
"What's wrong?" she feigned, going over to sit beside him.
"I just feel tired all of a sudden," Kanda said quietly.
"You should get some rest. I'll prepare the futon for you," Lulubell got up and headed for the wardrobe.
It was a weird sensation to harbor a spirit within his body, but Allen managed to focus after spending several minutes realigning himself while reassuring Alma's spirit he will let her take over when the time was right. In all honesty he wasn't expecting to run into a ghost here, much less the deceased spirit of the Empress. When his master gave him the mission of clearing out the Noah who had hidden themselves within the imperial palace, the last person he would have suspected would be the wife of the Emperor.
Now the only question was finding the right time to let Alma's spirit take over.
As he wandered about the halls aimlessly, his left arm began tingling ever so slightly, a sign that magic was in the air. Allen heaved a heavy sigh and fought the urge to dash out the front gates, instead forcing himself to seek out the source of this magic.
He turned the corner and spotted Alma in the distance, seemingly conversing with someone standing in the shadows. The silver-haired onmyouji jumped behind a pillar in case she turned her head, peeking around the wood and straining his ear to pick up on what she was saying.
"It is done. Kanda will be dead within a week," he faintly heard her say.
Silver orbs widened in shock.
She's going at it again?
How many times must she attempt to kill him until he's finally dead?
"The Earl will be pleased," a masculine voice responded.
The Earl.
Allen should have known.
Quickly pressing himself behind a pillar as Alma walked down towards his direction, Allen held a hand against Tim as the little ball poked its head out of his robe. He didn't dare breath as the Empress suddenly paused, eyes scanning the area for signs of intruders. She was so close to where he was, the silver-haired onmyouji was able to smell the scent of sakura blossoms emanating from her body. Finally the Empress walked away and disappeared out of sight, only then did Allen dare to breath again.
"Kanda is in danger," Allen hurried towards the opposite hall, following the sensation in his hand, trusting his demonic blood to lead him to where Kanda was.
Not even bothering to knock on the door when he arrived at the point where his hand was starting to really bother him badly, Allen slid the door open and found Kanda asleep in a futon on the floor, dark circles starting to form underneath his eyes. Quickly making sure no one was around, the silver-haired male went over and knelt down, pressing a hand against the older man's forehead.
It was hot to the touch.
Activating his left eye to see what was going on, Allen could see it was another dark spell, this one stronger than the last that was at work. Removing the glove from his left hand, he bit down on it and drew a symbol on Kanda's forehead with his blood, then started chanting a counter-spell to see if it would rid the blue-haired Emperor of his malady.
His attempt was repelled when a small circle of electricity shocked the onmyouji.
"Ow!" Allen fell back on his haunches, shaking his left hand as it began to vibrate from the shock.
There was a barrier set up around Kanda's body.
"You're underestimating my powers," Allen muttered.
Placing Tim on Kanda's forehead and resting its wings around his temple, Allen held up two fingers as the little ball began to glow brightly. Tim opened its mouth and chomped down hard on the invisible barrier, breaking it with ease and quickly devouring the spell until it let out a small burp of satisfaction. Now that the barrier was gone, Allen attempted to repeat the same magic, but the shadow was still lurking over Kanda's body. If a physical spell won't work then there was only one other thing he could do, and that was to give the Emperor some of his blood.
Bringing the underside of his arm up to his mouth while Tim landed on his head, the silver-haired male bit down on his skin, breaking it just until the metallic scent of his blood flooded his nostrils. Taking a small mouthful in, Allen leaned over until he was directly above Kanda's slumbering figure. Slowly—and mainly because he never did this before—he leaned over carefully, then gently pressed his lips against the other's, forcing them open enough for the blood to seep down his throat.
Allen quickly pulled his head back and gasped deeply.
Tim fluttered around his master's face and whacked him with one of its wings.
"This needs to be repeated four more times," Allen said to the golden ball.
His familiar flew around several times as if reminding him of the consequences.
"I know. I know what will happen if this is completed," he murmured, cuddling Tim in his hand.
Kanda groaned in his sleep and began to stir.
The latter quickly left the room before he could be discovered.
Humming quietly to herself while carrying a tray of medicine meant for one of the court ladies, Lenalee headed towards the eastern wing of the imperial palace, passing by several friends along the way. Today was a rather good day, and she was in a great mood after spending the morning with her brother having breakfast together. To make things even better, her brother's long-time rival Bak Chan was humiliated when he tried to court Lenalee openly. The Chinese girl giggled as she recalled her brother chasing Bak around with a broom, screaming obscenities at him while reminding the younger doctor that she was not of proper age to be courted.
Lost in her own thoughts Lenalee nearly failed to see someone in front of her and nearly dropped her tray.
"I'm sorry!" she apologized, feeling a hand shoot out to steady her.
She looked up to find herself face to face with a silver-haired boy around her age.
"It's my fault," he said with a small smile.
This had to be the person Lavi mentioned earlier.
What was his name again?
Allen?
"Are you Allen-kun by any chance?" she blurted out without thinking.
Said boy blinked several times in surprise. "How do you know my name?" he asked quietly.
"Lavi was talking about you earlier."
"I see."
Lenalee gave a warm laugh at this.
"He can be a bit...eccentric and full of energy, but Lavi is really a nice guy."
Allen smiled again.
"Anyways I must deliver this to one of the ladies before I get in trouble. See you next time Allen-kun!" Lenalee hurried off before the medicine went cold.
To be continued...
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