DISCLAIMER: I own nothing for D.Gray-man. Just borrowing the characters
Allen sighed lightly as he walked slowly over the rain-drenched grass. Timcanpy flew over his head, drifting along with the cool breeze that blew. This wasn't an ordinary stroll through a summer rain. The young Exorcist was looking for someone. He raised his head, giving his golden companion a solemn smile. "Did you spot him, Timcanpy?"
In response to this, the Golem flew ahead a little, making sure his master kept up with him. It was a kind gesture but an unneeded one as Allen was having no trouble following. As soon as they had passed over a hill, it was Tim's turn to hurry, flapping his wings as fast as they would carry him.
Slowing down as he approached the red-haired, huddled mass under the tree, Allen took a deep breath and fell to his knees behind it. He wrapped his arms around Rabi's shoulders, resting his head on his friend's - no, boyfriend's - back. There was no movement or sound to show that he had noticed Allen's approach or current actions, which didn't deter him in the least.
"You had me worried," Allen whispered lightly, breaking the silence between them. Still getting no response, he lightly nuzzled Rabi's back. "You didn't stick around for very long afterwards."
A small shift and a light sigh came from the redhead. "I didn't want to, beansprout."
Keeping a hand on Rabi's arm, Allen crawled to kneel in front of his lover. The white-haired boy still had a sweet smile on his lips, which was the first thing that greeted the sad, green eye that looked up at him.
The look of sadness turned to one of brief shock. "They took your robes?" he asked, reaching a hand out and cupping Allen's cheek.
"Of course. I had my title as Exorcist revoked." His face faltered a little but he brought a hand up to cover Rabi's and his light smile returned. "It's not important."
A scoff was the reply to this statement. "Don't give me that. You loved to be an Exorcist." His other hand darted out to rest on Allen's other cheek. "Don't tell me it's 'not important'."
Reaching up to put his hand on Rabi's cheek, Allen merely increased the size of his smile. "It's not. If I have to ignore what I feel and lie to everyone around me, I don't want any part of that," he whispered. "You are what's important to me now."
The two sat there in silence, the cool rains falling over them still. But one was merely waiting for what he'd said to sink in, while the other was in quiet shock. The truth was slow to set in for the ex-Bookman, but once it did, he finally smiled and leaned forward, pressing his forehead to the teen's.
"I guess we're on our own now, yeah?"
A brief nod and a sigh. "I guess so."
Finally, Rabi moved and embraced his young lover. Once more they sat in silence as Allen returned and snuggled into the embrace. When he couldn't stand it anymore, the redhead felt the need to break it with something. Something comforting, perhaps.
"You'll always be my Exorcist, beansprout."
The sappy line got a light chuckle but Allen nuzzled into Rabi's chest before looking up to him slightly, that beautiful smile on his face. Though they'd lost everything that day, they'd gained it all back in these moments. Alone they would be, shunned by their former comrades, but they'd have each other. And that, was all they'd need.
"And you'll always be my Bookman."