Chapter: 10
Allen was leaning against the railing; the creature was gone so the only light source was from the small oil lanterns on the walls. He zoned out, his normal hand was putting pressure on the stab wound from earlier that was bleeding profusely, while he kept his eyes locked on his black arm. That small green cross engraved on the back of his hand was the heart of all innocence, no matter how he thought about it, it just didn't seem real. How would Neah react to this? How would his family react about this? Allen wouldn't be able to handle it if he was banished from the family; they were the only people who actually cared about him. The damned humans used to beat him every time he showed his face, it even continued while he traveled with Mana. Even though they didn't bother him when he was around, the second Mana turned his back they would throw rocks at him.
Once he moved in with Mana's brother, Neah, the rest of the family accepted him with open arms. Something Allen wasn't sure how to respond to. After he got used to the family he started to open up little by little before he was completely comfortable around them. One day he was being careless and decided to go into town to buy some candy, not wanting to bother his new family, Allen left a note behind and went by himself. The moment he stepped onto the busy streets people regarded him harshly and started to beat the young boy with sticks. Luckily Neah went out to go find him, and was able to take out the mob of people surrounding him. Neah cradled Allen in his arms and carried the bloody, sobbing boy back to the manor, where everyone (even the twins) gathered around in an attempt to comfort their newest member. Sheryl used his rank as Minister of the country to put out a protection unit for Allen, having it so that if anyone who was in the country harmed the boy, they'd be sentenced to death.
If he was the heart the Earl would most likely take the innocence from him and destroy it, leaving Allen without an arm or family.
"Allen!" the boy thought that he was delusional; there was no way that Neah could know that he was taken by the exorcists. He must have been imagining things.
"Allen, are you ok? Did they do anything to you? Are you injured? Come on Allen answer me!" gentle yet firm hands lightly shook his body. With a hazy gaze Allen lifted his head to see said Uncle kneeling in front of him with concerned eyes.
"Neah!" the silverette chocked out past a sob, tears were falling freely down his cheeks. He was there; his Uncle had come for him. Neah mistook his happy tears for ones of pain and did a quick scan of the teen's body, gasping when his eyes landed on the gaping wound in the boy's abdomen.
"Oh God Allen! What did they stab you with?! Ok up you go, we need to get you taken care of as soon as possible. This is why I told you to not go into town by yourself; you'll never know what could happen!" Neah lifted the silverette into his arms bridal style, flinching when said teen let out a pain filled moan. "Just hang on for a little bit more. We'll be home in no time and then you can eat whatever you want and you'll be fine." Allen managed to crack a small smile, enjoying his time with his Uncle while he still could. His silver eyes slid close as he passed out due to blood loss.
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The moment Allen lost consciousness Neah panicked. He quickly opened up an ark gate and headed towards the door for the mansions infirmary. Neah was extremely thankful for his laziness at the moment for the gate wouldn't have existed is said Noah wasn't too lazy to walk. Entering the stark white room that the boy was in just days before, he laid the unconscious teen on the operation table and took a few steps back to let the akuma surgeon do its job. Neah's back hit the wall and he slid down to sit on the floor, hands on the back of his head while said head rested on his knees. He should have gotten there sooner, if he did then just maybe Allen wouldn't have been in surgery right now.
A caring hand rested on Neah's shoulder, causing him to look up, "I am truly sorry Neah, if I hadn't prevented you from leaving then Allen would be safe at the moment. I don't expect you to forgive me for this, but please don't blame yourself for his condition. If there's anyone to blame, it's be those Black Order members. Specifically one named M.C. Leverrier and his associate Howard Link. I pulled up some security footage and saw what happened, though Allen-kun did managed to deal with them, they are surprisingly still alive." The Millennium Earl stood next to the pissed Noah, his eyes (or glasses (?)) were fixed on the operation. "I will inform the others of the news, so you're not needed at the moment. I suggest that you go out and…vent some of your frustrations." With that the pudgy man disappeared.
Neah starred at the empty spot for a couple of moments after his departure before getting up and walking through one of the ark's gates. His bangs were hiding the boiling revenge in his eyes, this time he would leave no survivors.
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The only sound in the Black Order's infirmary was the heart monitors of Inspector Leverrier's and the CROW Link. Though, un-surprisingly, there was no one at there bedside's. No one anxiously waiting for them to wake up, in fact there were a few people in the Order who was actually praying for them to stay asleep. It was quite obvious that no one liked them, and that no one cared about their fate. That being said, when Neah decided to "check-up" on the two comatose patients there was no one around to spot him. Even the Head nurse was absent, something that never happens in the infirmary. She was dedicated to her job, yet when it came to Leverrier she could care less about his health. So instead she left to go on her "lunch-break", inviting the rest of the staff to come as well since there were no other patients.
Neah stood in between the two bed's that held the only patients. His blood lust increasing when he saw that the two were still alive and even showed signs of recovery. Now that just would not do. Neah lifted the two unconscious patients out of bed by there heads and repeatedly smashed them into the brick wall. Making sure the two had beyond severe brain trauma, he injected both of them with enough tranquilizers to keep an elephant out for a year. Those two wouldn't be awake for a long time, and yet they'd still be alive. So if Neah ever needs a stress reliever, he could just come and visit his newly favorite punching bags. Neah turned and left, needing to talk to a certain Noah of dreams so she could "visit" the two in there sleep. Oh yes, he would not give them the pleasure of dying. Not yet.
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The Noah family had all heard of what had happened to their favorite member and was currently inside of the infirmary waiting for Allen to wake. Each family member had brought the sleeping boy many get well presents (Tyki scanning over Jasdevi's presents, making sure there weren't any more surprises hidden in them). Surprisingly the room was dead silent (which never happened with all off them together) because they were all worried about waking up the teen. If he woke up early it would have been the third time within a week's time-span, which frankly wouldn't be good news for them. The Earl was standing in the doorway, Road was gently stroking the sleeping teen's hair, Tyki was sitting on one of the chairs next to the infirmary bed reading a book, Sheryl was sitting next to him fidgeting, Lulu Bell was in her small black cat form curled up on the bed at the boy's feet, the twins were at the foot of the bed with their eyes locked on the teen, watching for any kind of movement, while Skin sat in a corner of the room eating silently from a bag of candy. It was an hour more before Neah walked in with slumped shoulders and a depressed mood. Tyki gave up his chair so that Neah would be the closest to Allen, knowing that it'd do the worried Noah better to be close to the injured teen. Neah slipped Allen's small pale hand into his own ashen gray one, using his thumb to softly draw random designs on the boy's hand. Allen, Neah thought, please forgive me for not being there. I swear on my brother's grave that I will never let you be taken by them again. I will protect you with all that I have. As if to respond to his Uncle's thoughts, Allen's hand tightened around Neah's a bit. This boy was too important to him to let him be harmed, Allen had managed to worm his way into Neah's heart the moment the Uncle had laid eyes on him, as he did with every other member as well. Dragging himself out of his thoughts, Neah noticed that everyone was asleep in their spots and the Earl was gone. Taking the others as an example, Neah laid his head down on the side of the bed; the stress from the day's events taking its tool on him. His hand was still gripping Allen's as he slipped into the peaceful cradle of sleep.
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A/N: Ok I have a few questions that I would appreciate if you guys would answer: do you guys want this to be an Allenxsomeone fic? If so who would you want him paired with? If things get too complicated then this will not involve any pairings. Also would you like for the heart to have a form in Allen's mind like his Noah has? Please answer these questions so I know what to add in. I'm ooberly sorry for any misspelled words, I sneezed a LOT while typing this and I was in a rush. I snuck my laptop back from my parents who are out at the moment so shhh! _ . Sorry if it's too short but I really do feel like crap, but I made the effort to give you guys a some-what good chapter. I do not own D. Gray-Man. Please review, it makes a sick person like me feel better on the inside!