English Lit exams on Tuesday, not good :-/ Me not updating in a month? Even worse; sorry guys. But I hope you enjoy anyways ^_^

Chapter 11

Aw, don't look at me like that when I only just got here, you'll hurt my feelings!

Stormy grey eyes glared into piercing gold ones that glittered with their usual accompanying mockery. Allen didn't want, need, or care for the company of the Noah, but he knew it would be forced upon him whether he liked it or not. Even alone in his silent room, where he could escape the sceptical murmurs about his character, the hateful glares and down right insulting behaviour, he couldn't escape from the Noah.

"Leave"

Sighing at the blunt order, the Noah perched himself on the end of his bed, smiling wider as Allen's eyes darkened with his hatred. If only Allen knew that it was those dark emotions that the 14th fed from...

The man you "love" gives mixed signals then rejects you, the people you've given your life to protect treat you like shit, and your supposed "friends" feel like their walking on eggshells whenever they're around you. Don't you think that everyone would feel better if you weren't here?

Allen's glare never wavered.

Give yourself to me Allen, all those people who ever betrayed you, who ever doubted you would simply disappear from your life—

Neah stopped when he heard the quiet grinding of Allen's teeth.

You... you sick, twisted bastard. You Noah are the whole reason my life has been destroyed. If it wasn't for you, there never would've been a need for the innocence. Mana never would've been killed, I never would've been hunted by both Noah and akuma alike, and the few friends I managed to make wouldn't have abandoned me, been put in danger, or killed. You people are why I could never have a normal life, the reason I could never simply live peacefully. And you DARE act as if I'm the one who should yield to you, as if my whole damn life has been completely under your control already?

If it wasn't for the Noah you hate so much Mana wouldn't even exist

Yet sometimes I wonder if it was a good thing that he found me that night

Allen's body began to tremble from the words he couldn't say aloud, half wanting to berate himself for the silent confession; the other half calculating just how much speed he'd need to wrap his fingers around the Noah's neck before it could react. He just wanted the Noah to leave, was that so damn hard to ask?

Until you hand over your body to me, it's impossible Allen

And with that, the Noah disappeared, no doubt going back to torture his newest victim – but surprisingly, Allen didn't care. He didn't care for the innocence, he didn't care for the Millennium Earl, and at that exact moment of time he didn't care for the people waiting on the other side of his door for him.

I can't deny caring for Kanda... but I know that he isn't one of the people waiting on the other side of the door.

Exhausted, Allen collapsed onto his bed, curling into a ball and clinging onto his pillow. Yet again, as much as he hated to admit it, he found himself seeing the truth hidden among the lies of the 14th. Truthfully, it wasn't as if the people wanted him in the Order, and the few who did could easily forget him if he were to disappear. There were stronger Exorcists out there, and if he were to die his innocence could just be taken and given to another compatible (since it's not as if he could use it anyway). He couldn't find any valid reason, for staying in the order, for being alive anymore.

They should've just left me in that cell...

His thoughts of hopelessness began to slow, before finally stopping on the one thing he knew he needed to do.

*O*O*O*

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Order, there were two minds more riled up then ever. The first to belonging to the frightfully furious mind of Kanda Yuu, who continued on his massacre of straw dummies and other fake targets whose bodies now littered the training room floor. Everyone in the order knew better than to approach the pissed of samurai and stayed well clear of the place – everyone accept one small, pixie haired girl. Lenalee, watched on, her mind conjuring numberless evil thoughts and plots against the exorcist 'resting' obliviously on the opposite side of the order. Well, that and playing out steamy, smutty scenes in her head with the topless, sweating man in front of her. She was thankful Kanda was so absentminded – whether purposely or not – because she knew that if he were to look over he'd immediately be turned off by the lust in her eyes and the drool dripping from her chin. Flushing in embarrassment she wiped it away, hoping and praying her beloved's thoughts weren't focused on the person she was cursing.

But of course they were.

Damn it damn it damn it all to hell! I promised myself that this was all right; I had convinced myself that it was better if he thought I hated him. So why? Why does my mind keep wondering back to him? To his ruffled sleepy appearance in the ward? To the numerous, hideous scars on his wrists? Why is it that after trying to force myself to forget, my mind keeps replaying our shared moment in the training room? The sweet, delicious taste that was Allen? The way my heart pounded when our bodies were pressed together?

Kanda continued to tear at the dummies flying towards him, straw fluttering past him in a blurry of yellow and brown. He needed to... to what? Make himself forget? Act as nothing ever happened? No, he needed to somehow get Allen out of his system, and there was only two ways to do that.

1. Find out personally what kind of hold Allen had over him.

2. Pin Allen down and screw him out of his system.

And as appealing as option 2 was, he knew that number 1 would be a lot more beneficial and a lot less stupid. That and the dummies stopped coming down, meaning he had no excuse for staying here any longing. Sighing heavily, he sheathed his katana; stretching out his muscles as he slowly made his way towards the door. He needed a shower, and maybe then he'd be able to figure out just how he'd go about pulling off option 1. Sighing again, he leaned and picked up his shirt, slipping it over his shoulders and pushing open the door.

*O*O*O*

He's going to Allen

Lenalee jumped, her eyes scanning the empty training room for the voice. There was no one else there, so she could only assume that it was her inner voice talking

He's going to Allen, the whole time he's been thinking about him. He's going to his room, they're going to reconcile. You're going to be left alone. Again.

No, that wasn't what he was thinking about!

How can you be so sure? You saw the look on his face? You can see in front of you now the mess he's made! He was trying to distract himself from something – someone.

But... but...

And who do you think that is? Who's the person who's been playing with him and confusing him? Who's the one who's left such an impression on him recently?

What do I do?

You know what you need to do, don't you?

But... I can't... Allen, he... he's my friend!

He was your friend, now he's stealing the person you love and walking all over you. He's become the centre of attention in the Order, everyone's leaving you behind. Do you want to be left behind?

N-no...

Then you know what you must do, and we have only two weeks to plan it to perfection.

I understand...

Are you prepared for that step?

*O*O*O*

Barely an hour later a scream was heard piercing the quietness of the Order was dorms as a pool of thick, sticky red blood spread across a bedroom floor.

Sorry if that chapter dragged on guys...