HOLY SHIT, GUESS WHO'S BACK? Anyways! Whoever still stuck around after all these years, guess who's gonna get their long awaited update! You guys! I'm so happy I finally got the kick in the ass I needed to finish this up! While my writing style may be different now, I think I'll be able to pull off a couple chapters. Special thanks to jy24, Shinigami Merchant, TheDancingMelon, Codename-SN, and tewak for your positive feedback! Hope y'all are still here to see this one!

Title: Forever Walking

Author: thebizarrehairtrio

Summary: Immortality wasn't what he expected. The aging and de-aging randomly wasn't either, but he managed. It was how the world bloomed into being, descended from those wretched Noah, that surprised him. Humans really were foolish creatures. (An insight on who Past!Allen may have been.) (Some canon divergence.)

Rating: T

Category: Dark/Adventure

Pairings: None

Warnings: Scheming!Past!Allen, Feigning-Ignorance!Current!Allen, Immortal!Allen, Semi-AU.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, D. Gray-Man belongs to Hoshino Katsura. (But I am working on it.)

A beat.

(A single droplet falls into the puddle. It's loud, too loud. He can't hear anything.)

A second beat.

(His chest is heavy. There is no breath coming from his mouth. Something trails down his cheek. It's blood.)

A third.

("Sleep now, •••. Rest and never wake.")

Allen sat up, a hand clutching the fabric of his nightclothes over his heart and another touching the hollow of his throat. He breathed in. One, two, three, four. He held. One, two. He breathed out. One, two, three. He opened his eyes to the ceiling above.

("Don't you hate God?")

He chuckled sardonically. "To hate someone, you must acknowledge their existence first," he murmured. He recalled a gloved hand reaching to him as he laid dying, beckoning him to take it.

("Join me.")

He scoffed. Why was he remembering this now? The closest he ever came to death… What a laugh. To think the Earl would say such lies… He had no interest in being a pet or a slave, for that would've been his destiny, had he taken that hand all those years ago. He was a coward, but he was not a servant. He bowed to no one. There was no one in this world who deserved his utmost devotion.

"ALLEN!"

Allen's head whipped up at the screech of his name and paled, attempting to get out of bed as quickly as possible before he was downed.

Mana, however, was not so easily deterred, and tackled the other boy around the waist. Allen fell back with an oof, wind knocked out of him. The other simply laughed.

"Today's no day to laze around in bed, Allen!" chirped the smaller, beaming up at him. The red haired boy sighed, exasperated, and began the process of prying Mana's iron grip arms off of him. Hearing another set of laughter, almost identical to that of the one holding him captive, he turned towards the sound and made a disgruntled expression.

Neah, the other twin, leaned against the doorframe, a fist to his mouth as he shook with laughter. Their eyes met, and the dark haired boy's mirth only grew louder. Allen's scowl deepened, before he gestured rudely at the other, careful not to let Mana see.

The shorter haired boy gasped inaudibly, before scowling back and mirroring Allen's previous gesture, but was not so lucky to escape Mana's vision.

"Neah!" snapped Mana viciously. "What do you think you're doing?!"

Neah's expression was reminiscent of a deer in headlights, before he petulantly stuck out his bottom lip and crossed his arms. "He did it first!" he accused.

"Did not!" defended Allen, suppressing his smug smirk. "That was completely undeserved!"

Mana squinted at his twin, before dramatically turning his nose up at him. "You're so vulgar and rude! Allen doesn't deserve your— your bullying!"

"He's the one bullying me!" But Neah's whining fell on deaf ears. Allen quickly dressed as Mana tugged him out of his room, ignoring Neah's pouting completely. He followed behind sulkily, torn between making pleading eyes at the longer haired twin and glaring at the redhead.

In response, the redheaded boy turned around, pulled at the skin below his right eye to tug the lower eyelid down, and stuck out his tongue, smirking superiorly at Neah. The other scowled, gesturing rudely back, but unfortunately didn't get away with it yet again, seeing as Mana turned back around just in time to see.

"NEAH!"

Allen laughed silently to himself, as one twin fought with the other.

(I think… I like it here.)