A/N: I also wrote this chapter during my little camping trip and since I happen to have it right here, might as well update. I didn't really go over this one so excuse me for any mistakes.

And let me just say that everyone (and I mean everyone who has reviewed in this short time) predicted that the Earl would be Mana. Well, you'll find out soon...

Disclaimer: I do not (unfortunately) own DGM

~~Second Target~~

Allen never returned to his room, so Tyki wondered around the house in search for him. The first room he looked in was the small study where Allen had left from. Not finding him there, he checked almost every door he came upon and was making his way towards the dinning room when he spotted Road coming back with a sad look on her face. He called out to her. "Have you seen Allen?"

She nodded. "Something's wrong with him. He's completely shut himself inside a room."

Tyki noticed a bruise on her cheek. "What happened?"

Road touched in softly. "He threw a book at me." She smiled weakly. "He apologized right after, but asked me to leave him alone. Tyki, you have to go talk to him. He said something about the Earl and killing his friend."

This was what Tyki had been afraid of; Allen still felt something towards the humans and the death of one of them might turn the boy against the Noah again. He followed Road to the room only to see one of the ark's doors within. "Looks like he went to hide."

"But he still left a door for us." Road mused. "Will you bring him back, Tyki?"

"Of course." He ruffled her hair before leaping through. He appeared on the stone street and, not knowing where to start his search, chose to shout for him in hope that Allen would hear him. "Cheating boy A!" Nothing happened, so he decided to use a different method. He inched towards the door. "Come out or I'll get Road to bring one of her little outfits for you. Then we could all have tea together." As soon as he finish his sentence, the door vanished, trapping them both inside. At least I know he can hear me.

"You know, we can't stay here forever." Tyki followed the street as he spoke. "Although I wouldn't mind it." He picked a house at random and look inside. "But it's not a good idea to hide from your family, especially a lover." He continued looking inside different houses. "Why don't you tell me what happened?" Tyki felt the air change, getting colder. The ark reflected how it's owner felt and there was no doubt that Allen was in a bad mood. He walked inside another house. "If you tell me how you're feeling, I promise to keep it secret, even from the Earl."

"Do you really promise that?"

Tyki whirled around to the doorway. Allen stood there with beet-red eyes and dried trails of tears on his cheeks. "I heard an exorcist died."

Allen hugged his body. "I just want to forget that. Forget everything that's happened today." His body crumbled to the floor. "It's all my fault! I should have died when I brought Mana back. Or when Cross showed up or even when I was being tortured. And my stupid innocence should have let me die when you tried to kill me!" He wasn't crying, but only because his tears had dried up. "I had all of those chances..."

Tyki bent down on one knee before Allen. "Do you want to die?" He asked casually.

Do not stop. Keep walking. As long as there's breath left in your body. "No."

"Then I'll help you forget."He held out a hand, palm up. Allen placed his own over it and was pulled up to the bed.

Soon, he was on Tyki's lap and was rocked back and forth like a child. Tyki planted kisses on his neck. Allen let him but when he felt a hand run down to his crotch, he pulled back. "I'll do it to you this time."

Tyki cocked an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

Allen nodded and slid down between his legs. With steady fingers, he unbuttoned and unzipped the pants in front of him. Cautiously, he grasped the member and swallowed the tip into his mouth. The feeling was so bizarre to him, but not in a bad way. He glanced up at a smiling Tyki who placed a gloved hand on the small head and pushed Allen in deeper. Holding back the urge to choke, the boy sucked and licked, not knowing if he was doing a proper job of it. He heard Tyki groan and was content with that.

When the older came, Allen pushed his head back, drinking a small amount of the liquid and coughing up the rest. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve. Next, he pushed Tyki down and leaned over him. There was so much pain in those silver eyes, so much regret. Taking off the gloves, dark hands stroked the pale cheek. "Don't worry, I stay here with you." Tyki lifted his hands and removed the thin layer of clothing that Allen had, and Allen did the same for him.

"Can you, not, look at my face?" He muttered.

"Hmm? Why not?" When no response came, Tyki smiled. "Ok then." Gracefully, he placed himself on top while managing to flip Allen onto his stomach. "Would you knee for me?"

Allen got on all fours and waited for him to begin. First, he felt smooth finger glide down his back and stop at his waist. He was gripped tightly before something wet touched his backside. By the movement it gave as it probed around his entrance, he guessed it was Tyki's tongue and the image Allen conjured in his mind turned him on. He gasped when it entered him, then moaned when a finger joined in. Unable to keep his arms straight, Allen let himself fall into the sheets, tasting the stale flavor they gave.

No longer was he thinking about the exorcists, Crowley, the face he saw on the Earl. Only Tyki. He will save me. He gulped in large amounts of air and when Tyki's manhood entered, he almost forgot to breath. His sweet spot was hit on the first try and Allen didn't bother with concealing his voice. He moaned with pleasure, louder than ever before. He lifted his hips to meet each thrust and gave himself to the feeling, all to forget.

The Earl's real face was impossible not to recognize, because he's seen it too often. From now on, every time he looked in a mirror, he would see the Earl. How was it even possible? Still, the evidence had always been there. Allen's innocence took the form of a black sword, the same one the Earl carried, and the Earl could also control the ark to some extent using a piano. He was the Earl, and the Earl was him, unless Allen had a twin, which wasn't likely.

With one last cry, Allen went into an orgasm as Tyki came. The latter dropped next to the other, whose face was still hidden in the covers. "Will you tell me what's wrong now?"

Allen shook his head. "Again." He said. "Do it again. Until I can't remember anymore."

Worried now, Tyki grabbed his arm and turned the boy to see his face. He was crying again with desperation. "What is it, boy? What don't you want to remember?" He covered Allen with a blanket and scratched the white head.

"Have you..."

"Have I what?"

"Have you ever seen what the Earl really looks like?"

Tyki looked puzzled. "We saw him at the ball."

He doesn't know. If I tell him, how would he react? How would everyone react? The Order would be ready to kill me without hesitation, but what about the Noah? Allen sat up with the blanket wrapped around his body. "Tyki, I don't want all of the humans to be killed. And I want the Earl to disappear off the face of the earth."

Alarmed, Tyki sat up as well. "Don't tell me you plan to go against the Earl like the 14th ." He placed his hands on Allen's shoulders. "You'll wind up the same way, and I can't stand losing you."

"But what if other Noah joined me?"

Tyki frowned. "No one would go against the Earl."

Allen took out his left hand and held it out. "Who put this bracelet on me?"

"The Earl, why?"

For a few seconds, Tyki watched the musician fiddle with the clasp until, amazingly, it came off. Allen smiled. He'd made the choice to keep walking until his last breath long ago. It was time to stop crying and keep his word, for Mana's sake. He has already wasted precious time over the shock of seeing the Earl, but that said nothing about Allen himself. He was a Noah, so what? If the Earl came from the future, Allen's furture, then he'd change it. As long as there was breath left in my body. "Are you still set at staying by my side?"

Tyki laughed weakly. "You can blame this wretched heart of mine."

A/N: How did you like the little twist, didn't see it coming, huh? But ever since Allen got his new arm and sword-like innocence, I've been killing myself on trying to find some sort of connection between him and the Earl, and that was how this story was born (actually, it was born from my desire of having Tyki and Allen be together but instead of making it into a one-shot, I chose to continue this) . I mean, how else can you explain how both these people having similar weapons? Maybe they're just related to each other...