disclaimer: I will never owned d.gray-man!!

December, Christmas day. For most people, it's a day full of joy. A day where most people showed their appreciation, affection and love. Well, that for most people. But what about the others? The one that is not included in the ' most people '. What's December mean to them? Is not it obvious? For them, December mean death. That's right, death.

Why would they thought like that? December is a wonderful month! Where love is everywhere!

But not for them. For them, December were cold, empty and lonely. Because they've no home. Because they've no one waiting for them, showing warm and kindness to them and because they're the outcast. The people who had to suffer without any reason. They've to suffer cus fate said so.

In the corner of dark alley, laid a child who where struggling to keep awake.

The child has a snowy white hair and purplish grey eyes. A red angry mark adoring his left face. Thin clothes covering his white skin. The child was thin and malnutrition. He looked so fragile in this weather. Cold and dark. It's not a place for a child like him but world was never fair and show no mercy towards anyone.

The child was struggling to keep his eyes opened but failed miserably.

'I... have to keep awake...' he thought.

But sleep felt so comfortable right now. ' maybe...just a little bit...'

The child didn't realize that there was a footsteps approaching him. Too busy to stay alive. The footsteps stopped near the child. The child can't saw the owner of the footsteps.

The owner of the footsteps was a child with short black hair and crimson eyes bore into the another child who where laying on the floor.

He crouch until his knees on the floor. He hold the child. Embracing him.

The child startled by the sudden action but do nothing since he had no energy left. "What are you doing?" The white hair asked.

"Hugging" he said.

"I know... But why?" He asked.

The black hair kid narrowed his eyes. " Isn't it obvious? To keep you warm."

The white hair kid didn't said anything. He tried to take the heat as much as he can. Who knows , maybe it would be his last?

"Why are you here? In this days, children without parents or guardians should stay at orphanage."

The black hair boy asked.

The white hair kid shift for a moment before open his mouth. " I hate orphanage."

"Where they meanies?" The black hair kid asked.

The white hair kid nodded. "Say... Can I sleep for a bit...?"

"No." He said firmly. "If you sleep, you'll die. And that's not pretty"

"But, even if I stay alive now... I might died tomorrow... What's the difference?" The white hair kid sigh. "I am tired...just let me sleep"

The Black hair kid bite his lower lip. " How about this, if you stay awake until we arrive at my place, I will give you food ... No. I'll give a place for you to call as home."

That agreement... it's too sweet to be true. But, did he had another choice? No he was not. A street urchin like him can't choose his fate. It's better take the chance than regret it later. After all, he didn't want to die...

"Okey... But I am too tired to stand." The white hair boy said weakly.

"It's Okey... I'll lift you on my back." The black hair kid said and proceeded on doing so.

The black hair kid walked while the white hair kid tried to stay awake on the black hair kid's back.

"We should talking. It's easier for you to stay awake that way,..." The Black hair kid said.

"Okay.,...but what should we talk about?" The white hair asked.

The black hair hummed. "How about some introduction? After all, I didn't catch your name...and neither are you."

The white hair nodded" you first"

"My name is slaine, slaine Hughes. I am seven years old and I hate school." He said.

"The people in orphanage said that my name is Allen, Allen walker. I am seven.,... I think...?" He answered.

A pregnant silent. Slaine keep walking in the middle of the night. " Allen, are you awake?"

Allen nodded. Slaine sighed. He kinda worried since Allen didn't said anything. "Allen, keep talking." He demanded.

"But... I don't know what to talk about..." He reasoned.

"Just said something. Asked questions.

You have to do something to keep awake" He said.

"If you said so..,...then I will ask some questions..." Hearing nothing from the black hair, Allen continued. "Why do you help me?"

Slaine glance at him. Legs keep on walking. "Cus I don't want to see you died. It's not pretty."

"Died? I'm still alive you know... Well, barely...and you sounded like you already saw it..." Allen said with a soft tone.

Slaine shrugged." Maybe... maybe not... Who knows..."

They keep talking with eachother. They talked about different kinds of food that makes Allen drooling. Slaine laughed at him.

"Just a bit longer... We'll arrive and then I'll give every food you demand!" Slaine promised.

"Really? You will? " Allen asked in disbelief.

"Yes! Since I have taken interest in you! And maybe..."

"Maybe?" Allen question him.

"We... Could be friends..." Blush adoring slaine face.

Allen didn't said anything. Friends... The word friends was not for someone like him. There'll no one who will be friends with him even for slaine. Once when they see his left hand...they will abandoned him again. He was sure about it. Everyone was the same. No matter how kind they are.

Not long after that, they arrive in the mansion where slaine lived.

"Mother! Anyone! Open the door!" Slaine shouted.

The door was open by an old lady that slaine called as ' mother '. She was surprised. "Oh my young man... What in the mind where you thinking! You shouldn't walked in the middle of the night!" She scolded him.

"No time! Move! He need some care!" Slaine shove her and hurrying walking inside, to his room.

Mother was stunned and saw Allen on his back. ' oh my...' she thought and hurriedly went into her room to take some blankets.

On the way to his room, slaine was greeted by a little girl. "Welcome back, brother..."

"No time sis, I need to take care of him" slaine keep walking.

"Need some help?" She asked while following him.

"In fact, I do. Could you open the door?" He told her. She nodded and do it.

The door was open and slaine immediately went inside. "Allen, still awake?" He asked.

Allen nodded.

"I'll lay you down, okay?" He asked. Allen nodded again.

After Allen was laying on the bed, slaine covered him with blanket while his sister switch on the heater.

Not long after that, Mother came with blanket and a bowl of porridge.

His sister, Elaine, took the blanket from her and covered Allen with it.

"You must be hungry. Here, eat it." Mother told him. At first, he hesitated. But slaine makes fun of him by saying that he would be short forever if he didn't eat. That's make Allen mad and took the bowl by using his right hand with a scowled on his face.

"How is it? It's delicious, right?" Elaine said with a smile. With hands in the air, she said "Mother is the best porridge maker that I ever know!"

Slaine glance at her then to Allen.

"I know that I told you that I'll give you every food that you want... But for now, you'll eat either porridge or anything soft."

"Why?" Allen tilted his head. Bowl already empty.

"Cus your stomach had been neglected!" Slaine frowned. "If you eat something heavy, you might upsetting your stomach. Like a baby, you'll eat something soft or liquid until doctor said okey."

"Wait, doctor?! I don't want that! I don't need a doctor! I am fine!" He protest. 'If they saw his hand...'

Allen thought was cut by slaine.

"No but. Allen, you've been neglected for too long. We didn't know your condition right now. It's better save than sorry." He gave a small smile at him. " Furthermore, you must want your left hand to be functional again."

"My left hand... But... How..." He said with confusion plus horror.

"I saw a glimpse of it. But don't worry, I don't mind. And I'll make sure the doctor who will examine you is trustworthy. So, for now, relax and rest. You need it." He said.

"But, this is your bed. I can't stay here..." He comments.

"Oh, don't worry! There's many rooms here. Big brother can sleep in one of those!" Elaine said with happy tone.

But, Allen disagree and then, they started debating with each other.

In the end, Allen lose...

Allen sighed. "If you say so..."

He dropped his head on the pillow.

Mother, who just realized that the children had awake way past their bed time, hurriedly push the siblings out of the room. Before she closed the door, mother said something that would deep-rooted in his heart.

"Welcome home, Allen."

And that's gave him a fuwa-fuwa feeling.

Hello~~~ I thought that I want to rewrite this story cus if I don't, I don't know what to write. lmaofurthermore, I want the ocs to have more interaction with allen.I hope you'll accept them!(ocs)My English sucks! and I still want to write!lmao!!!!!!