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Chapter 7

Meet Your Family

Allen followed the Earl into the mansion. He had not been allowed to carry his bag in, for the Earl insisted that the servants, Akuma level demons, do all the work. The young demon accepted this and contented himself with looking around the Earl's home. Allen realized it felt nostalgic; he felt comfortable wandering around in a home he recognized, yet didn't recognize at the same time.

"What did this place mean to me?" he asked. Adam glanced at his grandson. He wasn't entirely sure how to explain Allen's past.

"You are a part of a demon clan called the Noahs," he replied softly. "The land our home is built on is our place of birth. When your father brought you, this became your home."

Allen frowned. "If I was not born here, then where?"

"Unfortunately I do not know the answer to that. Your mother went missing for centuries. I didn't even know of your existence until your father brought you here."

The white haired demon processed that information. He would have to ask his father, then. Although he sensed that his mother had been the Noah, not his father. "Was my mother your daughter?"

"Yes. She was." Adam patted Allen's hand. "But she died long ago..."

They continued to walk through the halls of the mansion. Finally the Earl stopped before a large door. He smiled down at his grandson.

"Meet your family, Allen," he whispered, and pushed it open. Allen swallowed down his nerves. He passed over the threshold. The young demon was bombarded by the sounds of gunshots and shouting. But he smiled as he saw the faces of his family. Or rather the crosses on their foreheads and their dark skin.

The room went silent as they caught sight of Adam and his grandson. One by one the members of the Noah family gathered around the duo.

"Do you remember us?" asked a small girl. Allen tried to smile at her. Much to his surprise it didn't work. Instead, tears flowed down his face.

"I'm sorry. I don't remember you," he said honestly. The girl looked sad, thought she reached out to brush away the wetness on Allen's face with an impossibly gentle touch. "I think I know you though. It feels like I do."

Another member's hand settled onto his shoulder. Soon Allen found himself in a large, family-shared embraced.

"That's all right. You're safe now, and that's all we care about."

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A Week Later; the Parlor

"What's on your mind?" Tyki asked. He shuffled the deck of cards in his hand.

Allen practically glowed. "It's strange how happy I feel here! It feels so much better than Chaoji's house."

"Chaoji is the name of that summoner," Tyki guessed. Allen saw the sadistic grin growing on his uncle's face.

"Please don't blame Chaoji, Uncle. He made a mistake; what's done is done." Allen brightened. "Besides, he treated me with great kindness."

Tyki didn't agree with his nephew's dismissal of the summoner, however he wisely changed the topic as he dealt out the cards.

"You see too happy. Something else is causing you to glow so much."Allen blushed, ashamed to have been read so easily. This shouldn't come as a surprise though. Tyki was his uncle and understood him very well. Even with the amnesia.

"I'm looking forward to getting married to my fiancé," Allen explained. Over the past few days, he began to converse and interact with his family more and more. It came naturally, as though he knew what to do; he just didn't remember anything from the past. He supposed the talks he shared with his grandfather stirred up a similar occurrence, since they revolved around his marriage and his fiancé. Excitement blossomed for almost no reason. "Is it strange to be excited about marrying someone I don't even know?"

Tyki paused in his action, looking at Allen carefully. "No."

"It isn't?"

"No," he assured the young demon. "You may not remember him, but you knew him very well. You loved him. Just as that carried on to us, your family, it will carry on to him. After all, the heart of a demon never forgets."

Allen met his uncle's gaze. "Did I love him a lot?"

"That is something I think you need to discover on your own," the Noah replied. He put on a serious face. "Just know this: I will never fully approve of someone marrying my nephew."

Allen laughed at this declaration.

"Even if he treats me well and I love him?" he teased. Tyki nodded gravely.

"Even then."

The smile faded. "My fiancé...is he a good man?"

"Does the Order carry good men?" Tyki muttered. He saw Allen's confusion and swallowed down any more snarky remarks. "He is good enough to receive the Earl's approval, though I've never met your General before."

My General? Allen wondered. He couldn't help but fantasize what his fiancé looked like.

He imagined someone who looked Asian, Japanese specifically, with dark eyes that burned with great intensity. Long black hair tied back in a ponytail, the strands silken in his hands. He imagined this person had calluses on his hands from hard work.

Allen frowned. He was imagining that man, Kanda, as his fiancé. That wouldn't do him any good. He would probably never meet Kanda again, let alone marry him.

Allen sighed in irritation, casting away the image. He wished that his fiancé would be Kanda. Even if he had only met the man for a moment, he felt a connection between them already.

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