Hello everybody! I'm sorry for the wait. Word to the wise, this chapter is rather angst filled, but hopefully the surprise at the end will make up for it.

Disclaimer: Are Ouran High Host Club and D. Gray Man this angst filled? Yes. The only difference is that I am not their creator. Heh.

On Monday, I'm not quite sure what I was expecting from the Host club when the day started, but when I got there, I could tell this wasn't it. My eyes twitched at the scene I had stumbled across.

Every host was wearing a white suit. Tamaki was posed carefully behind the sofa. His back was towards the door and his arms were crossed over his body like he was giving himself a hug. Haruhi's hands were grasping the back of the sofa and he had a large uncharacteristic smile on his face. The twins were mirroring themselves on the couch, a leg stuck and a peace sign on the opposite side arm. Mori and Hunny were in the back as always, Hunny using Mori as a jungle gym once more. Kyoya was nowhere to be seen, but he was probably preparing something behind the scenes.

"WELCOME!" They say in unison – Most likely rehearsed.

"No need for the big greeting, it's just me." I say, making my way into the room.

The twins get up from their spots and surround me.

"Hello Allen-" "You're late." They say, one twin starting and the other finishing.

Tamaki moves over to us.

"Now, now. No need to crowd the poor boy. Allen, if you'll follow the twins, they'll show you to the changing room. There's a suit like ours for you to change into."

"Ok," I say, smiling at the host. I continue, gesturing to the twins, "Lead the way."

They lead me to a room with pink curtains. Handing me a black suit, they thrust me into the changing room. I walk out, confused, "Why is mine the only black suit?"

They look at each other and smile, "Allen, Allen, Allen. You know nothing about fashion, do you? White would simply wash you out."

I look at them glumly and pout. "Oh."

They walk me back into the changing room. They stare at me blankly until I look at them.

"Guys, I'll change once you leave. It's indecent to do so otherwise."

Not to mention, you might not enjoy my scars too much.

"What, is it some rule the British have?" They quip.

I look at them a tiny bit confused.

"How did you know I was British?"

They look at each other, trying to come up with an answer.

"You know, we'll let you change now." They stammer out, backing out of the room slowly.

I raise an eyebrow, but say nothing else. Once the curtains are securely shut, I start changing. I tug off my pants, not knowing why I would have to change them. I was changing into practically the same type. I pull on the other pants and start untying the ribbon around my neck. I shrug out of the over coat and unbutton the white dress shirt. Once it was completely off, I attempt to get the other shirt on, only to be interrupted by Tamaki crashing through the curtain. My arms were in the sleeves of the shirt, so he couldn't see my arms. However, my scars were on full display.

"Allen, how does the suit-!" He exclaims, only to be brought short of words. The entire host club is outside the curtain.

I speak up, not one for uncomfortable silences.

"Before you ask, only one of these scars was self-inflicted, and even then it was an accident. I've been in a lot of battles. Most of the time, I make myself a target so others don't get hurt. I would have preferred that none of you had seen this."

Hikaru asks the first question that came to mind.

"Is that the reason you wear gloves?"

Of all the questions he could have asked, I'm glad he chose that one. It was the easiest to answer, after all. I smile at him and say no.

"Now if you guys don't mind, I think I would like getting completely dressed, hmm?"

I pull the curtains shut over their shocked faces and get dressed extremely fast. Afterward, I pull open the curtain and step out.

"Ne~ Allen, here's the gloves you've got to change into." Kaoru says, holding up a pair of white gloves. I look down at my hands.

Did I have to wear the black gloves today?

I thank him and plan to head back into the changing room. However, the Hitachiin twins intercept me.

"You're going to go into the changing room to change gloves?!"

"Well, I don't want you to see my hands."

"We've already seen your scars," they say, "How bad could they be?"

Allen, my boy, you've just dug yourself a grave.

Don't remind me.

Hikaru ceases my right hand and begins tugging the glove off, finger by finger. Once my hand greets the light Hikaru says, "See, there is nothing wrong with it. Why do you even wear gloves?"

I chuckle nervously, hoping for a speedy get away. My hopes are crushed when Kyoya asks, "Don't you remember from the briefing? It's the other hand."

The twins blink and spring into action, Hikaru grabbing my right arm and Kaoru already is pulling off my left glove. I try to get out of their grasp, but when I do, I only succeed in helping them pull off my glove. A flash of black is all they see before I dive through the curtain and dig through my bag, searching for a replacement glove. My right hand feels leather and I know I've found it. I quickly pull it on. The twins pull open the curtain and I shrink into the corner, a trapped animal with no hopes of getting out unscathed.

Suddenly, the voice of god in the shape of Haruhi descends from the heavens.

"Would you guys stop it?! Can't you tell you're making him uncomfortable?!"

He charges into the changing room and spreads his arms out, as if he were shielding me. The mischievous looks on the twins' faces abruptly seem remorseful.

"We're sorry, Allen. We never meant for that to happen."

Great lot of good sorry does.

I feel an emotion I don't often feel: Anger. I glare at the two.

"You know, I only let my friends see my arm and scars. Only enemies have forced themselves upon me. Where does that leave you guys?"

They look at me and gape.

"W-we're s-sorry."

"There isn't much good the word sorry can do. I'll talk to you when you have a real apology."

I brush past them and grab the right hand glove that had been abandoned on the ground. I walk out to the main room, leaving behind some culture shocked hosts.

Haruhi POV

I watch in astonishment as Allen angrily walks from the room. I turn to face the twins.

"What you guys did was uncalled for. You can't just throw him around like a brand new toy you just got at the rich kid store. Newsflash: Allen is a living, breathing human being. He has feelings! Don't abuse him. If he didn't want you to see it, you should have stopped immediately." I go over to Kyoya and point an accusing finger at him, "And you egged them on. You can't expect everything to fall into your hands when you want it to. You need to apologize to him, too."

With that, I storm out of the room and search for Allen, hoping he hasn't gone far. I see him standing by the window, so I walk over to him and try to talk to him.

"Are you ok?" I ask.

He blinks, but soon responds, slipping on a smile, "Yeah, I'm totally fine."

Taking that as a vote of confidence, I smile and walk away, resuming my pose by the couch. He walks over and asks what he should do. I have him stand by me and smile.

Maybe he really is ok.

However, during club hours, I could tell that he wasn't ok. The aura of cold fury choked up the air like none other. None of the customers seemed to notice, but the hosts were only plastering the smiles on their faces out of fear for their lives. It was like watching the zookeeper starve the lion that was going to execute you. No matter how you look at it, the odds didn't seem pretty.

Allen seemed to be a natural, as the hosts dubbed me, but still the mysterious air around him was like moths to a flame. At closing time, the girls surrounding him practically had to be dragged away. Even some of Tamaki's girls had moved over to his couch, not that he was complaining; the better distracted Allen was, the less anger filled the air.

After every girl was out, (some were hiding behind random pieces of furniture) the twins made their way over to Allen. Allen looked up at them with a glare that could pierce the soul of hundreds and said in a coldly polite tone of voice, "Can I help you two?"

They glance at each other nervously.

"Uh.. Allen.." Hikaru starts. Kaoru takes over, "We want to apologize for our actions. We often don't see the error of our ways until after. We'll try to think before we act from now on."

Kyoya walks over.

"I, too, want to apologize. I pushed the twins to act. I am as much of an accomplice as they are. It was rude and I apologize."

The effect was instant. The sky cleared of cloud and the birds deemed it safe to sing again. And Allen was smiling; an actual smile, one that could put an angel to shame. The cold fury that the hosts felt was replaced with a burning sensation on their cheeks.

Breaking the happy silence, Hunny exclaims, "Woah, Allen has magic emotions."

Allen cocked his head to the side, but soon began laughing his musical laughter. His laughter was so infectious that everyone soon joined in, enjoying basking in his warm presence. We didn't even notice the door opening, revealing a man with a head of bright red hair and an eye patch.

The man spoke, revealing a somewhat Irish accent.

"Allen?"

Allen turned around quickly, as if spooked by a ghost.

"L-lavi?!"

Voila. Cliffhangerish ending. Woop woop.

-Memorykey

P.S. I want to congratulate gabiey for getting the title pun first this time and DeeRoseWalker for coming in second. MAY THE ODDS BE EVER IN YOUR FAVOR~.

Hint:Yeah, I don't think I'll give one for this chapter, it's pretty easy. Just think of the pairing Seballen.