Hi everyone. I thought I should put in that this story is a crazy spoiler, as I'm following both mangas not the animes. Some elements are being changed, but not a lot. Also i'm lazy, so if you're hoping to get a disclaimer here, sorry but that's why it was in the description. Please enjoy!

Allen Walker had terrible luck that or just terrible a terrible sense of direction, probably the latter. He had been in search of his dear and only friend Timcampy when he found himself lost in the back streets of Tokyo, Japan. There he had quite literally run into a young teenage boy, roughly the age that Allen himself appeared to be, who was on his way to a job interview.

Please understand that this encounter was by no means Allen's fault. How could he possibly be expected to know that a teen with somewhat navy-blue hair was going to race out of a nearby monastery turn the corner and ram into him? Allen clutched his now sore head trying to stop the world from spinning around him. How had a fifteen-year-old boy managed to knock him off his feet? That was when his stomach growled, and Allen remembered he hadn't eaten in nearly a week. Curse his immortality.

"You hungry?" asked the teenager that knocked him over. "The old man probably has something you can eat inside."

"Oh no, I'm fine, I'll fine the nearest shelter and get something there," Allen said. One of the flaws about the ark was that it didn't have a kitchen. Seriously. Allen had figured that with all the feasting the Noahs had done that a kitchen was sure to be on the ark, no such luck. So Allen had gone without food, as he had no money to buy anything, and no one was about to let someone who looked fifteen years old and didn't have any identification into a bar or casino so that he could make money the only way he knew how.

"You mean like a homeless shelter?"

"Yeah."

"You don't have a home?"

"Nope."

"What about your family?"

"Dead."

"Oh." The teenager paused and then dragged Allen into the monastery to the kitchen where he handed him a plate of leftover omelet rice. "My name is Rin, what's yours?"

"Allen, Allen Walker. It's nice to meet you Rin-san." Allen spoke between rushed mouthfuls of rice and egg. "But weren't you headed somewhere?"

"Oh crap! My interview! I've gotta go, it was nice meeting you Allen!"

At that moment a second teenager and a man with white hair walked into the kitchen laughing about something Allen didn't hear. "Oh hello, who might you be?"

Allen turned around so that he was facing the pair, stood, and bowed saying, "I'm Allen Walker, Rin-san let me in."

The white-haired man smiled and patted Allen on the back roughly. "The name's Shiro Fujimoto, you can me Father Fujimoto. This is Yukio, he's Rin's younger twin. The two of them are my adopted sons." Allen was reminded of his time with Mana and his face grew somber and sad. "Hey, you okay kid?"

Allen shook his head free of the memories, "Yeah I'm fine, you just reminded me of Mana for a second."

"Who's Mana?" asked Yukio honestly curious.

"He was my adopted father, he died when I was twelve." Allen said.

"I'm sorry."

"No, you're fine, it was a long ago, and I've gotten used to being on my own anyway."

Father Fujimoto took interest in the last part. "You live on your own?"

"Yeah, I just kind of wander everywhere."

"Are you homeless?" Asked Yukio.

"I guess, I mean even with Mana I never stayed in one place long. We traveled the world for his work."

"Well, Allen-kun, you're welcome to stay here as long as you like. Yukio is going off to school soon, but I'm sure Rin would like the company," Father Fujimoto patted Allen's back wearing an even bigger smile, if that was possible.

Allen waved his hands in his face, "Oh I don't want to impose…"

"It's no bother, really." Yukio spoke up this time. "And the extra hands would be nice."

"Well alright, for a little while I guess."

"Great! Why don't you show him around Yukio?"

"Sure, Dad."

Later that evening Father Fujimoto got a call that Rin had been fired for various reasons. "That kid is going to be the death of me some day!" He yelled after hanging up the phone. A knock on the door roused him from his ranting and he opened it to find a father and daughter standing there. Allen couldn't hear the conversation, but within a few moments Rin was storing into the house, sulking about not getting sukiyaki.

Allen stood from the chair he was sitting in and walked over to Rin. "Hey, are you okay Rin?"

"Yeah, the old man just really ticks me off sometimes."

"Want to talk about it? It's fine if you don't."

"No, it's fine, I don't mind." Allen sat on a chair next to Rin, and Rin followed suit. "On my way home today, I ran into a little girl, and some monkey looking kid. He stole the girl's scarf, and when I tried to take it from him, he ran off. He started tearing stuff down at the job I just got, and in the end, everyone thought I did it, so I got fired."

"Sounds rough."

"It was. And now the old man is angry at me. He said I'm grounded until further notice."

"No wonder you're upset."

"You probably think I'm being stupid and overreacting."

"No. Trust me I don't think that at all. I have a knack for knowing when others are telling the truth, and I'm completely certain that there is not even one little white lie in your story."

"Really?"

"Really. Besides, I'm not a hypocrite."

"Huh?"

"I've been in a situation similar to yours before."

"What was it?"

"I'd rather not talk about it, my father died because of it."

"I'm sorry."

"It's all good. Maybe someday I'll be able to talk about it with you."

"That'd be nice."

"Rin, Allen, Yukio, it's dinner time!"

Allen and Rin looked at each other, laughed a little, and then headed for the meal.

At the table all the residents spent the meal asking Allen questions.

"Where are you from?"

"Britain."

"How old are you?"

"Fifteen."

"So Rin and Yukio's age huh? When were you born?"

"December 25."

"No way, you're older than us?!"

"Yeah."

"Why'd you die your hair?"

"It's natural."

"What's with the tattoo?"

"It's a scar."

"How'd you get it?"

"I'd rather not talk about it."

The last answer caused the whole table to go silent until a small golden blur rushed through an open window and smacked Allen in the face. Everyone except Allen stared at Timcampy wide eyed and confused. It was Rin who eventually said what everyone was thinking.

"What the heck is that thing?!"

Allen pried Tim off his face before answering. "This is Timcampy. He's a golem. My uncle made him a long time ago." Tim flew down and started to eat the sukiyaki from Allen's plate, using his tail as a spoon. "No, Tim, that's my dinner! You don't even need to eat!" Allen realized that Father Fujimoto was staring at Rin weird along with Yukio. "What's up guys is something wrong with Rin?"

Father Fujimoto shook his head. "No nothing, just thinking."

"Yeah." Yukio agreed.

"Okay. Ow!" Timcampy had bitten Allen's head, causing him to cry out. "Why, Tim? And where were you anyway?" Tim flew down to the table and opened his mouth, playing a video about him being eaten by a strange cat with two tails, his escape when the cat realized that what it swallowed really did not taste good, and then his long journey to find Allen. "Why are you always being eaten by cats, Timcampy?" Tim didn't reply and just settled down on Allen's head, his tail covering the scar.

"Is no one else weirded out by the golem? I mean what is it? A flying cat thing?" Rin asked throwing his hands in the air.

"No, a golem is a communication device, that just so happens to fly. My uncle made this one specially himself. Most of the time they look like bats with one eye."

Father Fujimoto and the others, besides Rin, seemed to relax knowing that Timcampy wasn't a demon. He was just a man made communication device.

"I've never seen anything like it before," Yukio said, pushing up his glasses on his nose. "Is it alive?"

"I don't think so, but I'm not sure. One time this weird dude stabbed Tim with a wood chip, and Tim crumbled into this black stuff. It was hard to put him back together again. After that Timcampy has been pretty much invincible."

"Huh."

"Could I make one?" Rin asked.

"No, the materials used were really rare, and I don't think a lot of them are even around anymore, after my uncle died," Allen shook his head.

"Dang it."

"It's okay though, Tim is really hard to keep track of, he keeps getting eaten by cats."

"Alright then, why don't we all head to bed? Yukio's got a big day tomorrow and Rin needs to clean the whole monastery."

"Old man, no!"