A/N: Ah, Gomenasai for this late update guys. Had some school work to catch up on and some family issues and crap, but hopefully you'll enjoy this little chappie. I tried to make the memory a little longer and not as rushed too (another reason why it was a bit delayed). But anyways here is the next chapter of Memories of the Idiot Apprentice.
This chapter was inspired by the suggestion/request by KetakoshkaCastlionia. (Thanks for the suggestion, I hope you enjoyed! c: )
It was unusually silent as the memory faded just like the rest. The silence that surrounded the dining hall made Allen uncomfortable, and he shifted slightly in his seat. Someone say something, he thought, say anything at all, I don't even care what it is. He sighed as he glanced down at his food and poked it with his silverware, poking it a bit rougher than needed.
Luckily, Allen didn't have to wait long for what he wanted. In minutes everyone was chattering again and their voices filled the dining hall, making Allen relax at least a little bit. Some conversed over the memory; others over what should be shown next or what they thought might be next. Or even over something completely irrelevant, like recent missions, or the people encouraging Tim to show Allen's memories.
Once again, as Allen listened he found himself feeling confused. Everyone's fascination with his memories was just... so odd. Or at least to him it was. At least it seemed to be making everyone happy though, he thought.
At the mention of his friends in his thoughts, Allen looked up from his plate of food and glanced over at them all as they began to talk with enthusiasm and happiness, well everyone did except Kanda. The dark haired samurai simply ate his soba in silence, occasionally grimacing at something someone said or he would make a snarky comment.
Allen watched the one man in the order he didn't get along with very much, and he found himself smiling a little. Despite how rude Kanda acted he seemed to be a good guy. And the fact that he wasn't taking much interest in Allen's past made him a bit relieved. It was just nice to know one less person wanted to pry into his mysterious past. Well, it wasn't very mysterious anymore considering the fact that everyone was watching it.
Allen continued to watch everyone, his eyes drifting from one person to the next. But a small smacking sound caught Allen's attention a few minutes later, along with the brief sting of pain that filled his left cheek. Before he even turned his head he knew who it was that touched him.
"Timcanpy, what was that for?" He asked as he raised his right hand to rub at his cheek where a small red spot now was. It was a bit sore now but it wasn't as bad as Tim could have made it. Allen knew that from many past experiences.
His little golem landed on his shoulder and nuzzled his body into Allen's pale neck. It tickled and Allen laughed a little as his body jerked slightly. Once he calmed down Allen sighed and gently grabbed his golem and pulled him out from the crook of his neck. He placed the little golem on his palm and laid his hand flat out in front of him.
"Are you mad at me for not paying attention to you?" He said in a slightly teasing tone as he smiled at his companion. Tim was obviously in a playful mood, for the little golden creature rolled in his hand like a dog would for his master, with his slender wings curled up under him.
Allen chuckled as he watched his little friend and patted Tim on his head. He loved Tim as if he was the little loyal pet the golem sometimes acted like, and he was the only one he did have, or at least before he came to the Order. Things were different now, and although he was trapped within a bad situation, not everyone seemed to see him as a traitor. He could only hope it would stay that way.
Tim crawled up his arm and settled himself on his shoulder, and Allen looked over at his friends once again as he felt Timcanpy lean against him and rested half of his body against his cheek.
Lavi was happily talking with a finder that Allen didn't recognize or really talk to before; Lenalee was talking as well, but with her brother and Reever, who both seemed extremely happy to have this free time, evident because of the smiles and the glint of happiness in their eyes; and Miranda and Krory were having a seemingly happy conversation.
Everyone seemed happy... Well once again, excluding Kanda. Allen smiled slightly as he looked at them all. Smiles adorned every face, happiness shined in everyone's eyes. It was great, although Allen didn't understand how they got this happiness out of what they saw. He turned his head to peek down at Timcanpy and he gently patted the golem on top of his golden form.
"Everyone seems... rather happy Tim." He whispered as he looked at his companion.
Tim simply nuzzled his face into Allen's neck more, once again acting a bit like a loveable puppy. Not that Allen minded he actually liked how sweet Tim could be at times.
Allen jumped, feeling startled when Lavi suddenly began his excited talk of the next show. Allen hadn't been paying enough attention to know what would be shown next, but for once he was not that worried. Of course Lavi could have gotten someone to request something embarrassing but he could always stop Tim if he wanted to.
Lavi told the little golem to start the show, and after Timcanpy nuzzled Allen's neck one last time the little golem lifted himself into the air. Once again he seemed to settle himself on an invisible plain. He shifted his upper body towards the ceiling and opened his large mouth, giving a display of sharpened white teeth before the bubble that consisted of images sprang out from his opened mouth. Once again the show was beginning.
The first thing everyone heard was giggling. It wasn't a childish giggle, it was soft and sweet like one but not have that childish high pitch. Instead it sounded like the giggles belonged to a few young women. It was light and airy..
The second time the giggles began there was a new voice added to the little mixture. It was a male, laughing with a deep voice. Everyone recognized the voice, and as everyone realized it was Cross Allen recognized the memory.
His silver eyes widened and his cheeks gained a slight hue of pink. The memory was certainly an embarrassing one! He should have been paying more attention so that Lavi couldn't get Tim to play one of these memories!
Allen went to stand up but then stopped himself. His mouth hung open slightly as he watched Tim's memory settle on the ladies sitting in the Inn room they had been staying in. If Lavi wanted an embarrassing memory then fine, but he would pay for it someday, someday very, very, soon.
Allen huffed in annoyance as he began to poke his food again. He did not want anyone to see this, but causing a bunch of commotion over it would only make everyone want to watch it more, so he settled for just suffering through the horrendous memory.
Tim's memory showed Cross and a few women. One was a young blonde with her golden tresses hanging down in front of her large chocolate brown eyes, her body adorned in fine silks and fabrics, her face painted with colors and powdered up with expensive make-up. Another had hair as red as the general's own thick wavy locks, but her crimson hair hung in flat locks down her smooth back. Another one had eyes as blue as the sky. Beautiful jewelry hung from her neck and wrist, shining dully in the synthetic light of the large room. That last woman had short brown hair that framed her rounded face perfectly. She seemed younger than the other woman, but not by too many years.
The woman sat around Cross on the general's bed. The smell of different fine and expensive perfumes filled the air, ranging from fruity scents to earthy smells, along with the scent of alcohol. The smell came from the half full bottle of wine being passed around between Cross and the woman.
That was when everyone realized the woman and Cross were drunk. Drunk as hell, might I add.
The girl's faces were flushed, their blushes enhancing the red and pink powders they already had coated on to their round cheeks. Even Cross's face held a slight hue of pink from the alcohol, and every one of them swayed slightly from the effect of the alcohol.
They were inebriated beyond belief, laughing and smiling as they all passed the bottle around again and again.
For a while the memory image focused completely on the five people sitting on the small twin bed, and everyone within the dining room watched as they smiled and talked drunkenly to each other, but soon the view shifted to show the door of the room opening.
In walked Allen, a small black cap resting on his snowy white hair and hanging slightly down in front of his face. Snow lined the bottom of his dark grey trousers and some people wondered what he had been doing out in the snowy night alone. Was it simply because Cross ordered him to leave while he had fun with the ladies, or something else?
He rubbed his shoes on the little mat at the door before he walked into the room. He pulled his small coat off and the cap upon his head and shook his head to make the little pieces of snow stuck in his hair fall to the floor where they melted into a small puddle of water.
He trotted over towards his master, but stopped when he noticed how drunk Cross was, along with the young girls with him. He didn't seem surprised. He actually seemed a bit disappointed.
"Master, you told me that you could handle the rest of that bottle when you asked me to get you more." Allen said, a bit of irritation lacing his soft voice. He pulled a bottle wine seemingly out of nowhere and the general quickly snatched it from him.
"Ah, shumatsu [1] . Good boy, you managed to get it." Cross said, his voice slurred from how much alcohol he drank with the women around him.
"Of course I did, Master. But you did not keep your promise." Allen said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Cross opened his mouth, preparing to say something back to his young apprentice, but the females around him beat him to it. Well, they didn't exactly say what he would have.
"Aw, such a cute young lad." The young blonde said as she smiled at Allen.
"He is a cutie," The red head agreed, fittingly she was named Scarlet. "And he obeys Marian too, such a respectful young man he is."
"Oh, but only if he was a girl." The brunette said, sounding disappointed. "I've always wanted to play dress up with a little girl."
A devious glint flared up in Cross's eyes as his smile went to a mischievous smirk.
"Well ladies, he may not be a girl but that doesn't mean you can't play dress up with him." Cross said as he took another swig from the alcohol.
"Eh?" Allen's eyes widened. Did his Master really just tell these ladies that they could dress him up like some little gril?
Allen's question was answered when he heard a chorus of squeals and excited chatter. In seconds the girls were pulling him to the bathroom. Present-day Allen thought he'd die of embarrassment from the way everyone was giggling and laughing in the dining hall now...
Hours later, the females finally left the bathroom but left Allen inside. They'd been in and out over and over again, but it seemed like they were finally finished. Cross was sitting back against the headboard of the bed and he raised a brow as he looked over at them.
"You finished with him?"
"Yes!" They all said happily together, all at once.
"Well, let me see him." Cross said with a smirk on his face. He simply found this all too amusing.
The young girl with eyes like the sky ran into the bathroom to get Allen. Everyone heard complaints and yells coming from the bathroom before little Allen was finally forced out of the bathroom.
The dining hall erupted into roaring laughter.
Allen stood in front of his master, his cherry-red face tilted down to avoid looking at his master completely. His white locks had been curled and laid neatly around his face, creating a lovely look of elegance when it was combined with the powders and paints adorning his small face.
He wore a lacey purple and black dress the accentuated the curve of his hips. The dark color contrasted greatly with his pallid skin but Cross had to admit, only to himself of course, that his little apprentice looked rather good as a girl.
"Doesn't he look absolutely adorable?!" One girl squealed as a large smile plastered itself onto her face. She looked beyond excited.
"No! Dammit, I look like a girl." Allen growled as he glanced up at the girls with narrowed grey eyes.
"That's the point sweetheart, you're supposed to look like a girl." Scarlet said and snickered.
"I look ridiculous!" Allen shouted.
"Oh calm down." Cross said as he stood up and walked over to Allen. He kneeled down in front of his young apprentice and chuckled as Allen averted his eyes. "Don't you look adorable." Cross said before he pinched both of Allen's cheeks.
"Master!"
The rest of the memory continued that way, with Allen yelling at Cross and the giggling girls. Everyone in the dining hall enjoyed the little memory, especially those who liked the embarrassing qualities, but even Allen found himself smiling a little despite the redness in his cheeks.
And despite the fact he was smiling and seemed calm and happy to everyone else, there was one thing running through his mind over and over again:
Yep, I'm definitely going to die of embarrassment.
A/N #2: Well, I hope you all enjoyed, now onto the relplies my dear readers.
pink9571: Glad you liked that, and same here, I wouldn't want people prying into my memories either!
Guest: It's so nice to see you enjoyed it so much, I love seeing reviews like this. Thanks for the review!
1-In episode 80 of -man when Jasdevi are playing their games Allen says the most expensive one is Shumatsu, if I got this wrong let me know.
Booklover2526: I know! (^~^)
Oderin-Kuro- Oh good, I wasn't sure since I have only been able to find some of the little thingys they have in the Fanbook. Thanks for letting me know, but I'm glad you enjoyed.
PoisonousDemon: Hmm, a patient reader, not something you see everyday lol (XD)
Wenduo: Hehe, it's fun to make Allen suffer at times. Just not with something to horrible. And hmm, that is interesting.
SilverWolf442: Sorry about the short memories, but I'm glad you enjoyed. Hopefully this longer memory made up for it.
Selena-Chan: The arc where he makes his wish? Do you mean within the ark arc when he is the 14th's room, because if so this story is past that arc. But I can do more Black Allen if you want.
MidoriHikari00: Good idea, that is a good possible thing to do. I think I may do that. Glad you enjoyed though. (*smiles*)
KetakoshkaCastlionia: Hope you enjoyed what I wrote for you!
