Exorcist Idol Chapter 4: Faust, Midas, and Myself, a d.gray-man fanfic

A/N: I do not own D. Gray-Man or American Idol.

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Allen got up on stage and the machine informed him he was too sing "Faust, Midas, and Myself" by Switchfoot. Hoping he wouldn't die onstage, he started to sing

This one's 'bout a dream I had last night

How an old man tracked me home and stepped inside

Put his foot inside the door and gave a crooked smile

Something in his eyes,

Something in his laugh,

Something in his smile made my skin crawl off

He said I've seen you here before

I know your name

And you could have your pick

Of pretty things

You could have it all

Everything at once

Everything you've seen

Everything you'll need

Everything you've ever had in fantasies

You've one life

You've one life left to lead

You've one life

You've one life left to lead

I woke up from my dream

As a golden man

With a girl I've never seen

With golden skin

I jumped up to my feet

And she asked me what was wrong

I began to scream

I don't think this is me

Is this just a dream

Or really happening?

You've one life

You've one life left to lead

You've one life

You've life left to lead

What direction?

I'm splitting up

This is my personal disaffection!

What direction?

What direction now?

I looked outside the glass

At golden shores

With golden ships and masts

With golden cores

As my reflection passed

I hated what I saw

The golden eyes were dead

And a thought passed through my head

A heart that's made of gold can't really beat at all

I wanted to wake up again

Without a touch of gold

What direction?

Life begins at the intersection

What direction?

What direction now?

I woke up as before

But the gold was gone

My wife was at the door

With a night robe on

My heart beat once then twice

And life flooded my veins

Everything had changed

The lungs had found their voice

And what was once routine was now the perfect joy

You've one life

You've one life left to lead

You've one life

You've one life left to lead.

There was a very, very long pause, and then uproarious clapping. No one thought Allen could sing that well.

Sitting down (well, collapsing) into a chair, Komui stood up again. "Great job Allen! Number 39 is up next!"

Krory got up slowly. Hoping he wouldn't have to sing anything too hard, he went onstage.

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A/N: Kurisuten and I were going over music one night and I'm proud to say I corrupted her into a Switchfoot fan. I think this fits Allen pretty well… through the whole 14th plot and his curse from Mana and whatnot. In the later chapters my reasoning makes more sense. Or not. Please review!