A/N; Now for the real challenge; how will my writing differ or feel the same? Obviously there are going to be some differences, but I researched, and bullet point the shiiit outta the first 2 chapters, that I'm pretty sure I got a feel of the tone, words, and such. If not, someone please tell me that okay?
P.S- I've always believed that Allen has a London-ish/posh accent (That and he's a Brit), so automatically, majority of everyone in man has either a slight British accent (If they were raised up there) or a Victorian accent (Cuz hello- set in the 19th century!) Idk why, but it really bothers me when people write DGM fanfics without Victorian vibes, customs, and stuff. Even the author of dgm doesn't really put Victorian vibes in it. Don't get me wrong- I WORSHIP Katsura - but like Lavi- I obsess over learning more about history, so I know a lot about the Victorian era to the point that it's obsessive… But for the sake of not confusing the hell outta you guys- I'll keep the Victorian style of writing and speech out. I think I was born in the wrong era…. :D
My room is dark. That's the way I like it. It's a quarter after Six, and I'm snug in my –oversized- King bed's plush comforters. If I didn't make it clear at how much I loved being rich…
Everything is dark and lovely. Here on my bed… The birds are singing- the sun's out -one of my maids pulling the curtain ropes- the sun's out…
Wait. What?
"RISE AND SHINE MASTER CHRIS! GET UP, GET UP NOW."A stern voice shook me out of my reverie.
I groaned when the old maid stood over me, pulling off the comforters. "Ahhhh- just five more minutes…"
"Master Chris- Did you not yesterday made it clear to all the other maids after supper that you wanted to 'surprise' your Guest?" I groaned in reply, pulling back the comforters.
"… Nyaaaah… Tired…. Sleep… Go away…"
The old maid huffed, marching out of my bed chamber with an evil aura around her. In my bed, I paled, knowing well what she was about to do.
Splash.
… "AAh- COOOOOOOLD!Curse you Helga!"
"It's my job, sir!"
The only thing that could be seen from the Guest Bedroom was a mop of white hair under all the plush comforters. Chris peered in the room, having sneaked in using the Master Key. The brunette older teen wore all black; black tie, dress shirt, vest- making him blend with the dark room. He almost jumped in surprise when the white haired boy shot upright all of a sudden, gazing deeply in the distance. Slowly, Chris backed away, but bumped against the coat hanger making it fall sideways with a loud clang.
He looked up… And froze when he found Allen's eyes on him. "Ah."
… Except… There was something- off – about them.
… Gold eyes peered back.
… I didn't know what to do. But I let out a breath of relief when the boy shot back down unto his bed, snoring as if it were the end of the world. "…. Meh."
"Nooo- Don't get the bad stick, Master Cross!" Snore. "… Let's see, 1,345 Celts for Echi Echi Café Fun-Time divided to the 5th power, plus the 200 and other debts….."
… I sweat dropped. I hovered over the unsuspecting boy with a sadistic grin; the latter unaware of the horrors to come in the next few hours… And this is only phase 1.
Chris exited the bath chambers, a servant immediately handing him his attire for the day. "Thank you."
Maids instantly surrounded the teen as they fitted and pressed the clothes on him until they were perfect. They then led him to a chair where they brushed his shoulder length wavy brown hair into a low ponytail, tying a red ribbon. Chris looked up at it, remembering old memories that still plagued him.
-"Well! If I can't have it, then why should you!?"
"Because I, unlike you- don't lose things easily! Plus, that used to be part off 'a old shirt of mines, so ha- lil'bro!"
Two young children bickered under an old, large welting Oak tree. The two children were like the backsides of each other; identical to even the smallest of eyelashes, except for the fact that one of them had cloudy gray eyes. The oldest, who stood up with a mischievous grin taunted his younger sibling, holding a thin ribbon over his head. "I'll only hand'er over if you kiss me feet!"
His younger brother recoiled. "Ewww! NO way!"
"Then I won't give it to you!"
"Gimme!"
"Gimme Gimme, never gets! ~"
"But I inherit your hand me downs anyway!"
"MINE!" Chris pouted, but it was soon wiped off his face when he saw his younger brother's 'kicked puppy eye'. His resolve faltered a fraction… That was his brother's secret weapon.
"Big brother…"
Chris sighed, reaching over his younger sibling's neck to tie the ribbon on his hair. "… O-only borrow, 'ja hear?"
A bright smile took over the younger one's face, as he death hugged his bro. "I'll make sure I take good care of it, then!"
"… Yeah, yeah- whatev's." Chris looked down at his brother, smiling slightly as the younger one looked up back reflecting his own smile.
"… Chris- can I ask you something?"
Chris looked at him strangely, noting the melancholy look. "Shoot."
Dark gray eyes looked up at the inky clouds that mirrored them as he reached his hands upwards. "Would you want to disappear?"
"Eh- come again?"
"Disappear from here, without a trace… Away from Father. Do you think it would be so hard?"
"! What'cha talkin about?!"
"I want to just disappear from him- just you and me to travel the world! Wouldn't it be better that way, Chris? No more beatings…" Chris gritted his teeth.
"Suck it up! Disappearing won't solve anything,!"
"… But I'll be happier…"
Chris almost swore he heard him say that.
–(End of flashback)
… That was the last memory Chris had of his younger brother. His hands gripped the ends of the ribbon tight as he looked at his reflection…
… Surely, someone- somewhere out there- there was someone who walked around with a face like his. Who looked at their reflection, and saw the same. He didn't hope that his little brother was still out there, or even alive…
But he wasn't going to give up looking for him. Not when the guilt didn't let him keep living.
Chris got up to leave the chamber. "I swear to the very god up in the sky- that'll I'll find you little bro." Chris wasn't the type to undeliver. After all- that was his promise to him…
Allen woke up startled. His overgrown bangs cling to his face, and sweat rolled down his temple. Timcannpy hovered over its master, his wings fluttering over his hair before resting on it. "Tim- I'm sorry buddy. Did I worry you?" Allen smiled, holding back a yawn as he got up. "What time is it…" His eyes trailed over to the Grandfather Clock. "Seven- thirty? Well Tim- That's rather late don't you think?" He smiled at the Golem, the lather only sweat dropped at what his Master considered 'late'. Taking out fresh clothes, he walked out of the room, a bit surprised to find a maid waiting outside, carrying towel… And what looked like a bath scrub?! "Umm- Hello." The maid only gave him a crusty in reply. "Uh… I don't suppose you expect me to let you bath me, now?"
"? Well, you are Master Chris's guest, and-" Before she could finish, Allen had already taken the bath items, and scurried along to the Bath Chamber.
"Thank you, but please don't come in while I'm in there?"
The maid just stood in her spot not knowing what to say….
Surprisingly, Allen found that the Bath chambers weren't so far. Looking around to make sure none of Chris's maids were around, Allen went to open the door—
- BOOM!
"!"
"I FEEL- THE 14TH'S PRSECENCE AROUND~"
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"- Where the hell is everyone?!" Chris walked around his 'empty' Mansion, not finding a single servant or maid. That was weird- usually the halls were crawling with maids and the Chefs running around, preparing Breakfast… But there was NO one at al!
His brows burrowed. He had a very bad feeling about this. Determined to make the bad vibe go away, he went to check up on the Chefs. In no time he reached the Dining Hall, and turned the nob.
BOOM… The wall next to him exploded in pieces. Chris not having processed it merely looked at the loud noise's directly with a faraway look.
… A Level Four Akuma stared back.
Suddenly- Chris let go of the door knob, and screamed. "Why the hell are angels attacking my house?!" The brunette boy paled when the 'angel' suddenly loomed over him, an eerie smile on its face.
…../
So I know it took me quite a bit to post this up, but I have a crazy college schedule. With that in mind though, it doesn't mean I'm just going to STOP writing this story. SO here you go kiddies… haha- I'm sooo 'hilarious' (not.) ;P