Chapter 6

Messenger boy

Warning: A mature section ahead, but still rated T

Allen tapped his fingers impatiently against the mahogany table. His head rested on top of his hand, as he looked at his surroundings completely bored.

He was at a party, one of Sheril's parties to be more precise. The occasion of said party was that there was no occasion, Sheril just loved to throw parties for no reason so that the humans he worked with could see his wealth. He himself honestly didn't understand why. Human opinions don't matter to them, but to Sheril they did for some reason. At least that's what he liked to tell himself.

Allen sighed in boredom, and grabbed the fine glass of wine seating in front of him, and looked down at it as he swirled the red liquid.

One would expect that he wouldn't even show up to such occasions if he hated them so, and it wasn't like he needed to anyways. The Earl didn't make it mandatory to come to such things so Jasdevi, Skin, Feedler, Mightra, Mercym, and Tryde never came to them. However Road, Tyki, and Lulu always attended as well as him but not by choice.

After he had awoken as a Noah, everyone in their family soon realized that it would seem odd to rest of the world that an orphaned child was now part of their family, not to mention that it could hurt their reputation among the aristocrats. So Lulu proposed that Sheril adopt him like he did with Road. However, Sheril was far from willing and so they were left with option number two. A few months after his awakening the Millennium Earl adopted him as his son, a role he took quite serious seeing as he raised him and thought him many things. But though he was technically his father, and the one to raise him, it was Tyki who was really in charge of him, and the one who really taught him.

In fact it was from Tyki whom he learned almost everything he needed to know to be a Noah, as well as a somewhat respectable member of society.

Tyki was the one who taught to speak more refinely, and act like a gentlemen and not like a circus monkey as he'd often teased. And it sure wasn't easy. It had proven to be a real challenge to lose the cockney accent, but through Tyki's perseverance -as he smacked him in the head every time he so much as uttered a slang- he managed to lose the accent. Of course he didn't make it easy either. Back when he was younger he didn't care that he had such an accent, or what people thought of him –he still didn't to some extent- but now that he's spent time among the higher class he was glad he lost the accent. He hated being mocked or ridiculed, or having people talk behind his back and having an accent was a sure way to get that. And now that he was older he was as refined as ever.

'Yea right.' He scoffed at himself, not even believing his own thoughts.

Six years had passed since he first set foot at a party Sheril insisted he needed to come -seeing as he would have no pseudo family of him absent- and though he'd changed a lot since then the same people that used to mock him then still did so till this day.

'He's so rude, nothing like the rest of the family.'

'Did you see his clothes? Just a vest, no suit or tie. And to think he's the Duke's son!'

'I've seen factory boys behave better than him!'

Allen huffed, and balled his opened hand into a fist. Those were among the things that people at this gatherings said about him, and though he'd expect he would be long used to it by now, it still annoyed him greatly. In fact here was one example.

Slowly he turned his head and his eyes roamed the glamorous hall, and quickly landed on the woman in question, whose name was Mary, and Allen's eyes twitched. She was just a simple human, albeit a very rich widow woman that probably murdered her own husband to keep his money to herself.

He so hated when she attended these parties, and even watching her made him want to puke, and she shared the same thought seeing as she was far away from him.

Mary was standing across the hall speaking loudly to a group, which Tyki was one of the few standing beside her, but apparently not by choice.

Of course he knew that Tyki didn't like Mary, nor did he particularly hated her either. He just found her level of comfort towards him annoying, as she was demonstrating now by standing a little too close to him to be proper. Of course Tyki didn't ever complain, or said anything, he simply smiled and talk to her as amiable as ever, as he was doing now. Now, if it had been him he would have called her up on that long ago, and embarrass her in front of every guest. But alas it wasn't him, as she hated him too much to ever come near him out of her own volition.

From across the hall Mary gave out a loud obnoxious laugh causing a few guest to turn to look at her, and snapping Allen out of his train of thought.

He looked at the men around her who were a little shocked at Mary's loud a laugh, and Allen gave out a long huff and looked away from the woman. He felt that if he kept looking at her for a second longer he'll really contemplated killing her even though the Earl made it specifically clear that all humans in this gatherings are strictly untouchable. Lucky for them because if the Earl had not given them such an order he was sure he would have killed her the slowest way possible, a long time ago.

Allen looked down at his cup, and took a sip from it.

Now wasn't the time to contemplate her death, no matter how great it would be. So his eyes drifted around the room until his eyes landed on a group of girls around his age, who so happens were looking straight at him.

When they noticed that he was staring back the girls giggled, blushed and turned their heads away, and began to murmur among themselves.

Allen closed his eyes and sighed in exasperation.

Of course not everyone spoke ill of him in this gatherings, especially not the girls of his age who coed and helplessly tried to catch his eye. Their treatment of him was always the same. They treated him like some exotic specimen, and seeing as they were now in the age to get married, they wanted to catch his eye.

'Isn't he handsome?'

'And that white hair! Do you think it's natural?'

'I don't know, but sometimes I wish I could touch it.'

'But Jenny, you know mom would never approve, he's too rebellious.'

That's what he would often hear from them, and Allen would huff in annoyance and groan. Humans were just so stupid.

"Not enjoying yourself Allen?" asked a familiar, and smooth female voice.

Allen eyes snapped open and he lifted his head off of his hand and turned his head to look at Lulu, who was standing behind him.

As always Lulu was wearing her usual suit, as well as the usual blue tie. Overall Lulu was quite pretty, far from his type but he knew she was quite beautiful to men that sought her type of beauty, the only problem however, was her dress code.

'Why can't they ever say anything about her?' he wondered to himself.

A suit was far from the correct choice of clothes for a women, especially an aristocratic woman. Yet no one ever said anything about it. He supposed because she gave off an air of a cold disposition that some people found intimidating? That could be it, but then again he glared at everyone and gave everyone the death stare so why didn't it work for him?

Allen put down his cup of wine and crossed his arms, and gave Lulu a bored look.

"What was your first clue?"

Lulu took a step closer and stood by his side, but didn't sit on the empty chair beside him.

"Do you need only one?" she asked without a hint of humour, or any emotion rather.

Allen chuckled and shook his head, he expected such an answer from her.

"Nah, you're right I am bored." He drawled leaning his head back on the chair, meanwhile Lulu looked at him as emotionless as ever.

"Why don't you look for Road?" she asked, and Allen arched one brow and looked at her thoughtfully for a moment then shook his head and sighed.

"I would, but Sheril made it specifically clear that were to stay away from each other during parties, and as you know I don't do what he says but our dear Millennium asked it of us so now we have to comply with Sheril." He fumed, shaking his head at the injustice of it all.

What did it matter what he and Road did together? He wasn't a kid anymore, and Road was far from being one too, even though she pretended to be one.

Lulu nodded and hummed her understanding but didn't say anything. The both of them remained in silence for a little while, as they watched people talk and dance, and overall being obnoxious.

He kept staring until the humans got boring to look at so he swept his eyes across the room until he once more found Tyki.

He found him standing in front of two women, with one hand resting behind his back. Both young, and older women were looking up at him, appearing to be quite smitten with Tyki. The younger one was blushing ever so slightly, even though she was quite pretty. She had blond hair and her lips were practically glowing due to the red lipstick she was using, and her hair appeared to be a waterfall of gold as she swayed it ever so slightly.

As he watched her hair even he had to admit the girl was quite pretty, even though she appeared to be younger than even himself. The older women on the other side was speaking amiably with Tyki, with an air of self-importance as if she was the centre of attention of the party, even though –she had similar hair as the girl- it wasn't as pretty, as it had long lost its luster, not to mention that she appeared to be hitting her forties.

Allen shifted on his seat, trying to get a better view of the group, and watched as the older women gave out a nervous laugh after Tyki said something with a large grin.

The younger Noah scoffed inwardly, and chuckled to himself.

'Smooth talker.' He mused to himself, and continued to watch in intrigue as the older woman grabbed the younger one's hand and offered it to Tyki, much to the younger girl's embarrassment as she looked up at Tyki and blushed intensely, while Allen watched with amusement.

A women offering her daughter's hand for a dance wasn't odd in this types of junctions, especially to a bachelor such a Tyki something the older Noah had long gotten used to. Even the girl's age -which he guessed was around fifteen or sixteen- wasn't such a problem, nor an unusual thing to pin such a young girl to an older man. Women in this classes tended to marry fast, no matter the age.

As expected, Tyki nodded and gave the girl a large smile and accepted her hand and brought her to the centre of the dance floor.

Allen, and he suspected Lulu continued to watch the Noah of pleasure as he gave her an exaggerated bow and grabbed her hand and hip, and began to dance meanwhile the girl blushed furiously.

Allen shook his head and chuckled at Tyki's antics.

"That girl would do be most amiable for Tyki." Lulu remarked, and Allen sighed.

He didn't quite understand why almost every member of their family wanted to see Tyki married, it just didn't make sense to him. Sure Sheril was the only one whose reason made sense, seeing as he wanted to have one big fake family of his own, but others didn't make sense. Tyki is the Noah of pleasure, he would never settle for one person. He was much too unruly and free spirited to be shackled by a relationship, unless the right woman or man -whichever caught his eye- appeared one day.

"Any quiet girl would do just fine for any man Lulu, except for our dear old Tyki. Not to mention that she'd be shred to pieces by our family."

A hum emanated from her as she leaned on one leg. "Perhaps your right about Tyki, but you're wrong about her being shred to pieces by our family. As I'm sure you're aware Tricia is still very much alive." She remarked as her eyes shifted along with Tyki's movements.

Allen shrugged, "Yea, but it's all thanks to Sheril isn't it? Tyki though, that's another matter entirely." He mused, as he watched Tyki twirl the woman who was still blushing furiously and stiff from nerves.

"Maybe you're right. But how about you Allen? How's your relationship with Road?" She asked, and Allen swept his eyes to the left to look at her.

There were so many things he could say about that matter, and so many things he rather not say at the same time, so he settled for the next best things.

"Alright I suppose, could be better if it weren't for Sheril." He answered vaguely, and Lulu turned to look at him for a brief moment as if she wanted to ask more, but she simply nodded and didn't ask further.

Both of them continued to watch Tyki, until the dance ended and the older Noah gave the girl's hand a squeeze and kissed it softly while keeping eye contact with her. Of course the girl blushed some more, and he could tell she was struggling to thank Tyki for the dance.

Allen snorted, and shook his head.

'Humans.' He thought to himself, and turned away from the dance floor and looked at Lulu.

"Well it was nice talking to you, but leaving you now Allen." She said simply, and began to move away but before she could Allen spoke up.

"I actually wanted to speak with you Lulu." He said, causing Lulu to stop and turned back to face him once more and Allen went straight to the point.

"I want to speak with lord Millennium, as well as everyone else. You think you can arrange that?" He asked.

Lulu raised one brow and looked at him inquisitively, as if trying to figure out why he was requesting such a thing. Eventually though, her curiosity won out before her mind could come up with a reason.

"I can, but I need to know the reason why." She told him, with a tone that was clearly interested on whatever Allen had to say to the Millennium Earl.

Allen smirked, and looked back at Tyki who was accepting another dance from yet another girl.

"I came across an exorcist named Cross Marian, do you know him?" He asked reaching for his glass of wine and taking a sip.

Meanwhile Lulu gave out a thoughtful sound, and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Of course." She responded and Allen leaned his head back and looked at her once more, his glass of wide still in his hand.

"Well I spoke with him today, and he asked me to deliver a message to our lord Millennium." He informed her simply, as if they were discussing the weather and not telling Lulu that one of the most famous exorcist of the Black order had just sent a message to the Earl, a message he was delivering no less.

As he expected Lulu's eyes widened exponentially for a brief moment, only to regain their natural size as she composed herself in matter of seconds.

"What message?" She asked lacking emotions as always, but Allen pick up on the cracks of her composure. She was intrigued by whatever Cross had told him, there was no doubt about that.

Allen smirked and waved his finger from side to side. "I won't tell, I'll only tell the earl and only when were all gathered." He drawled playfully, and Lulu looked at him annoyed. But eventually she took a deep breath, and nodded but didn't seem at all happy.

"Very well then, I'll try to gather everyone this evening after the party." She assured him, and Allen gave her his brightest smile.

He knew he could count of Lulu, she always delivered whenever he asked her a favour, and she always put the clan's interest ahead of everything.

"Thanks Lulu, as always." He beamed, and she simply nodded and with that she left without looking back.

He smirked once and took a sip from his wine, and remained seating on his chair, not at all wanting to move, and much less talk to anyone in attendance. So instead he thought about the meeting he just had with Cross merely hours ago.

He knew Lulu would agree to call a meeting as soon as she heard Cross's name, it was hard not to be intrigued by such a famous exorcist and by whatever he had to say to them. But then at the same time he suspected that Lulu was wondering if he killed Cross, or let him live both of which weren't exactly good. If he let Cross live -which he did- then he was letting go an important target that more or less presented himself willingly to be killed. While on the other hand if he killed him then he would be killing someone important without first consulting the Earl. It was a no win situation, and he knew Lulu wondered how he went across such a matter.

"Psh!"

Allen snapped his head up in attention, and slowly put his wine glass down on the table, and turned his head to look for the source of the sound.

It wasn't at all a challenge to find the perpetrator of the sound, seeing as she was leaning on the kitchen doorway with her arms crossed and looking straight at him.

His lips instantly quirked up in amusement at Road, and his eyes looked up her up and down appreciatively. She was wearing her usual red dress, and ribbon to tie her unruly hair back making her look more proper. However, unlike her usual attire for parties, this dress was more revealing, showing her legs more as well as a few other parts.

Allen hummed in amusement knowing full well Sheril would have a nosebleed if he saw his precious daughter dressed in such a way. Meanwhile Road gave him a come hither look and gestured him to come to her with her finger, causing him to raise one brow.

He didn't move and kept watching her with interest as she simply turned around and disappeared through the doorway, and the door closed behind her. Of course he knew he needed to follow her and see what she wanted, any respectable gentlemen would, which is why he didn't care what Sheril or the Earl said and simply drank the last gulp of his wine and walked to the doorway Road had disappeared through.

He walked through the crowds of people, felling a few gazes on the back of his neck but he didn't turn to see who it was that was looking at him, instead he kept walking until he made it to the kitchen and made his way inside.

His eyes roamed the kitchen that was surprisingly empty, despite there being a party.

'Well almost empty.' He told himself with a chuckle as his eyes landed on Road.

She was leaning back on a large wooden counter by the middle of the kitchen, with her arms crossed and looking straight at him with a smirk of her own.

"Enjoying the party?" She asked with her usual singsong voice, as Allen walked up her and stood in front of her at a respectable distance, and shook his head.

"You already know I'm not." He answer with amusement, and leaned back on the opposite counter and crossed his arms.

"Why?" She asked innocent, while giving him a wide smile and her eyes glinted. He knew that look very well.

"I hate being around these people for one." He grumbled, and Road nodded and pushed herself of the counter and took a step towards him.

"And secondly?" She asked with amusement, and Allen raised one brow in intrigue and continued.

"And secondly, I hate having to have to do whatever Sheril says." He huffed, and road took one more step towards him.

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For a little while both of them simply looked into each other's eyes. He knew full well what those glinting eyes meant, and he both dreaded them and was enticed by them at the same time.

Allen shifted on his spot, and suddenly Road took the last step and leaned in on him so that they were chest to chest, and she wrapped her arms behind his back tenderly. But the look she gave him was anything but tender, as she looked at him with a sultry look in her eyes that had his breath hitch ever so slightly.

"Wouldn't you like to get out of here?" She asked with a cocky smile, and raised her hand to his face and began to tease his jaw with her index finger.

As always her finger were soft like cotton, and Allen couldn't help but taken in a deep breath and chuckled lowly which sounded more like an incoherent grumble.

He was usually a very reserved, and a self-controlled individual, but whenever he was with Road all that was thrown out the window. She was just too good at wrapping him around her little fingers, and getting them both into trouble...but then again so was he.

Allen gave her a cocky smile of his own, and slowly, and teasingly snaked his arms around her so that they were wrapped around her waist.

Much like her, his index finger begun to tease the bare skin on her hip bone.

"Road, Road, Road." He drawled shaking his head from side to side.

"Were supposed to behave you know, we both promised Sheril and the Duke we would. So don't tempt me ok?" He said the last words with a whisper as he leaned further in to her, and rested his lips to her ear.

Road gave out an involuntary shiver, and for a moment he thought she might swallow his bluff, but then she did the opposite and called him up on it, which only proved to amuse him more.

"My, Allen. You've never been one to do what Sheril tells you to do. Is it possible you're becoming soft all of a sudden?" She asked with mock concern, as she tapped his jaw to accentuate her words.

Allen grinned and pressed her closer to him, and grinned wickedly when she let out a soft huff, and opened her mouth to say something else but never got the chance to say it.

As fast as lightning, and faster than Road could probably even notice, Allen leaned his head down and pressed his lips to hers with fury. It was supposed to be a simple kiss, just a peck and then they'd separate before anyone else walked in, but like every time their lips joined things quickly got carried away.

Allen deepened the kiss, and softly bit Road's upper lip, gaining a soft moan from him, which he used to his advantage as his tongue invaded her mouth, catching her by surprise.

His tongue slid across her lips, and swirled inside her mouth both teasingly, and sensually. Meanwhile his hands slowly rose to grab her arms, and stroke the soft skin, and Road who refused to be left behind raised her hands to his neck, and pulled him down to her to deepen the kiss.

The kiss continued, and Road began to take some control back as she forced her own tongue against him, but Allen would give in. And so -seeming to be frustrated- she disconnected their lips for a brief moment and without warning she nipped his lips hard enough to draw blood, causing Allen to jerk a little, and look at her with wonder.

He felt a trickle of blood run down his lips, nothing too serious nor painful, but he did bring his hand up and pressed them to his lips and looked down at his bloodied finger. He wasn't at all squeamish towards blood, nor was he stranger to Road's harsh treatments when they did something like this, in fact he found it quite arousing.

Allen looked back at Road with a smirk, and crashed his lips to hers. His lips worked her with a vengeance, as he drove his tongue back inside her mouth, receiving a moan from Road.

The kiss deepened, and both he and Road held on to each other tightly, but no matter how much they deepened the kiss to the point of being painful as their teeth clashed, it wasn't enough.

Allen groaned and moved his lips from her mouth and instead proceeded to move down to her exposed neck.

Road gave out a soft moan as Allen kissed her bare skin gently and sucked her neck with vigour. Once more, unwilling to be outdone, Road moved her hands to his hair and griped the strands tightly causing Allen to separate his lips briefly to give out a soft moan of his own.

Of course she knew his hair was his weakness, it always was however, not many knew that but Road found that out quite easily. After mere weeks after he awoke as a Noah, Road knew straight away, as if she'd known all along. Of course back then he was but a mere boy, and Road simply stroke his hair tenderly to put him gently to sleep whenever he had nightmares. It was years later, and years after years of the same unsure dance as they both walked a thin line of being together or not, only to fall to the inevitable, did Road start using her knowledge of his weakness to her devious advantage.

As if knowing what he was thinking Road pulled his hair again, and Allen couldn't help but separate his lips once more and groan.

'Two can play at that game.' he thought to himself, as he pressed his lips back to her neck and sucked her skin harshly causing her to moan his name.

Allen grinned against her skin, and his eyes looked up to see how shaken up she already was by a mere kiss, not that he wasn't so far behind either. Her eyes were closed, fluttering ever so slightly and her pink cheeks were tinged red, and he couldn't help but awe a little.

She was so beautiful, and the more undone she got the more beautiful she became, and yet she'd be ever more so in her Noah form.

Realizing that he'd stopped Road's eyes fluttered open, and looked down at him with a little pout.

"Allen…" she drawled his name seductively, causing the hairs at the back of his neck to stand to attention.

"What is it? Can't finish what you've started?" she teased in the same seductive voice, and gave his hair one sharp pull, ripping a hiss from his mouth.

'She's a vixen.' He thought to himself. But once more, two can play at that game.

Allen huffed, and leaned in to her face, coming just a hair away from her lips.

"I'd love to." he said and gently traced his hand down to her leg, causing her breath hitch. His hands kept trailing down seductively, until they reached her knee and grasped it and wrapped in around his hips, putting them even closer.

Road hummed appreciatively, and Allen breathed into her face, and once more was awed at how beautiful she looked with her half lidded eyes, and swollen lips, and he couldn't help but smiled adoringly as he gently connected their lips once more.

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"Aww really!" shouted a familiar voice, coming from the doorway.

As quick as lightning Allen separated his lips from Road, and looked back at Wiseley who stood by the doorway, blushing furiously looking mortified and equally embarrassed.

"Seriously the kitchen? As if the fact that I can hear you from the other side of the house wasn't enough?" he barked annoyed, and very embarrassed, as he rubbed the side of his temple.

Road chuckled, and Allen smiled wickedly at the Noah of wisdom.

"You shouldn't listen to people's private conversation." he scolded.

Wiseley huffed and fixed his cravat nervously.

"What conversation, there was hardly even any breathing." he shot back, Allen grinned and Road rested the top of her head under his chin, not at all ashamed of their position or showing any signs of wanting to separate.

Road hummed, and continued to tease the poor Noah. "Wisely's just jealous he isn't getting a-"

"Yo, Wiseley do you know where-"

Tyki walked inside the kitchen and stopped dead on his track as his eyes quickly landed at both of them/

For a brief moment the four of them simply looked back and forth at each other, as if Tyki was trying to figure out what was going on, and Wisely looked at the ceiling mortified of the whole situation, meanwhile Road and Allen simply looked from each other to the others as if not knowing what to do.

The silence continued, until uddenly, Tyki gave out a low chuckle as he shook his head and lean on the doorframe and smile at them wickedly.

"You know I'm the Noah of pleasure, but you guys definitely beat me." he teased, causing Wiseley to sigh and shake his head as if annoyed that he was just like them.

"So what were you planning? Going at it in the middle of the kitchen, in the middle of a party? Even I would be impressed." The older Noah drawled with a chuckle, and this time Allen did blush a little and slowly separated himself from Road but only after Road pressed one tender kiss to his jaw.

"You know it's good Sheril is occupied, because the scolding would have been the scolding of a lifetime." he laughed, and Allen rolled his eyes and put his hands inside his pockets.

"Hahaha, very funny. I'm guessing there's a reason you've been looking for Wiseley? Well here he is." He gestured with his head at Wiseley.

"So now that you're both reunited, you can both leave." He shushed with his hands, Tyki looked at him with amusement while Wiseley looked at him annoyed.

He wasn't really going to get back to Road and continued where they left off, the spell had long be broken and now that he could think clearly he didn't want to get in trouble with the Earl, which he knew he would if Wiseley blab to him.

No, what he wanted was for Tyki's teasing to stop which he absolutely hated above anything else his family did. Sure he loved, and cared for Tyki but he had to admit he got under his skin a lot of the time.

"Not so fast boy, you and princes here are supposed to stay away from each other since you got caught last time at a very compromising position. Now I'm not saying you guys can't do whatever you want when I'm not looking, but if I see it then I have to be the adult and do something about it. Also, the Earl is looking for you. Something to do with a meeting you wanted to hold tonight?" Tyki Asked.

'Oh yes. Forgot all about that.' He thought to himself and fixed his vest and shirt to once more look more presentable.

"Allen! You got in trouble again?" Road whined annoyed, but Allen simply looked back at her but didn't respond to that.

In a way he did get into a bit of trouble.

"Completely forgot about that." He murmured, and Tyki chuckled.

"Clearly, but then again you were busy." He teased, and Allen's brows twitched.

"That's true, but oh well, better go see the Earl about that meeting." He said simply, not wanting to fight Tyki at the moment or explain anything to Road either.

Before any of the three of them could say anything, he swiftly turned and headed to the doorway, but before leaving he turned his head to look back at Road who was now standing beside a still embarrassed Wiseley.

He simply looked at her for a brief moment, and so without saying anything he left and exited the kitchen.

He knew the Earl was where he always was during parties. The second floor of the mansion, behind a set of heavy drapes, as if he didn't want anyone seeing his face. He always wondering why that was? It wasn't like he was deformed, or hideous to look at. He just looked like a regular English middle aged man, with a slight stubble and medium sized dark hair. There wasn't anything odd, or overly special about his appearance which made anyone who knew who he truly is wonder if he really is the Millennium earl, god's first disciple and the one who'll bring the three days of darkness. To him he just looked too human, and almost harmless with his bright and almost kind smile, which he supposed was one of the reasons he used his 'costume' to appear more vicious, but then again that only made him look silly.

His eyes looked around the hall, until they landed on the usual chair by the shadows where all he could see was the silhouette of the Earl's form, as well as his slit eyes that almost seemed to pop out of the darkness like a cat's.

Usually, Lulu stood by his side almost like a faithful guardian and protector, even though they all knew well that the Earl didn't need anyone looking over him. However, at the moment Lulu was nowhere to be seen and so Allen made his way to the chair with his hands deep inside his pockets, not at all nervous that he was getting closer and closer to one of the world's strongest being.

'Strongest, yea right.' He scoffed at himself.

The Earl may seem all evil and sadistic as he preyed on man's weakness, but to the Noah clan -especially him- he'll always be a big softie. After all it was he who raised him

When he finally made it to the chair, he bowed his head slightly in formality.

"Lord Millennium." He greeted, and the Earl nodded his shadowed cover head in return.

"Allen, come sit beside me." He ordered with his usual sing song voice.

Allen simply complied, and sat on the wooden chair beside the Earl's, shrouding him in shadows much like Millennium.

For a little while both of them just sat there, looking at the empty hallway, as Allen didn't want to be the one to break the silence so he just waited for him to do it first.

"Lulu told me you wish to speak with me, but only if the others are present. Something to do with General Cross?" He asked intrigued, and Allen turned his head to look at him.

The Earl was wearing his usual yellow suit, and green striped shirt as well as his top hat. His hair was combed back as always, and his stubble was as always present.

He really did look so human, more than any of the Noahs, even himself, the only thing that gave him away was his bright amber slit eyes that were oddly just like his own.

Allen looked straight at the Earl's eyes, and for the thousands time since he became a Noah he wondered why they shared the same eyes? When he was young he thought a few members in their family also, shared the same slit eyes but then he learned that was not the case. Only the Earl, and himself had those piercing slit eyes and he always wondered why? Of course this wasn't the only similarity he shared with the Earl.

"That's right." He answered.

The Earl looked at him thoughtfully, and tilted his head. "You aren't going to tell me what it is he told you?" He asked already knowing the answer.

Allen smiled brightly, and shook his head. "I'd preferred everyone hear what I have to say, that way I don't have to repeat everything twice." He explained.

Millennium sighed. "But I'm ever so curious to know!" He practically whined, and Allen chuckled and shook his head.

"You're just gonna have to wait Millennium sama." He drawled, receiving a long whine from the Earl.

"It better be good then!" He huffed in indignation, turned his head away and crossed his arms like a child who didn't get his way.

A low chuckle emanated from Allen, as he looked at the Earl with amusement.

'Yup definitely a big softie.' He mused.

Slowly the Millennium let out a deep breath, and looked back at him with slightly serious eyes.

"Though, I think anything that wretched general has to say must be interesting. But I wonder, why didn't you kill him?" He asked, his tone lowering from his usual sing song pitch to a more serious one.

Slit amber eyes, met slit amber eyes for a brief moment of silence.

Why didn't he kill him indeed? He wanted to say to himself that it was due to the secrets Cross held in regards to the fourteenth, but he knew there was more to the man than that. It was odd, but he felt like he knew who Cross was even though he'd never met him personally before. It was almost as if something was telling him not to kill the man.

Suddenly Allen shrugged, and looked back at the hallway. "You'll understand once I give you his message." He told him vaguely.

The Earl hummed, and simply remained silent and once more the two of them fell silent as they looked ahead of them, at nothing in particular.

So yes I'm shipping Allen and Road in this fic, so i look forward to that.

Anyways, a bit of a slow chapter, but i wanted to put a bit of an intermission seeing as the fic is going to get really fast and there won't be that many moments like these.

So yea next chapter the Noah family will choose what to do with Cross's message, so look forward to that.

Anyways, love all of you for favorite/following/ and reviewing! and see you next time