I don't own D. Gray-Man and I never will, if I did Bookman would be a main character.

Whoa, this is a much longer drabble then my other ones, I liked writing it, hopefully you guys will enjoy reading it.

Also, I'd like to thank Fanastixx for betaing this, I love her to death!

Piano

Music: an art of sound and time that expresses ideas and emotions in significant forms through the elements of rhythm, melody, harmony, and color. In Greek Mythology it is said that Orpheus was called the Pindar, "The Father of Songs". His songs were magical and even had the power to make Hades, Lord of the Dead, shed a tear.

Allen Walker was the strange white-haired foreign exchange student who had transferred into Mr. Bookman's Mythology class. With his odd looks and shy and polite demeanor, Lenalee was positive he'd earn a few passing glances but that was it, at best. He was neither strikingly handsome like the mysterious Kanda, nor was he popular like Lavi. Allen was at best an average boy who would easily be skipped over in a large crowd.

Over the next month Lenalee and Allen had exchanged a few polite words of meeting, like any classmates would. He asked to borrow an eraser once or twice, she'd inform him when it was his turn for classroom duty, and occasionally complaints about teachers were shared. These interactions between the two were always short and meaningless and never left a large impression on the Chinese girl.

It was April twenty-third when Lenalee was first enchanted by the grand piano's mysterious melody that was radiating throughout the school's empty hallways. The song was captivating and she soon found herself powerless to do anything but listen to the enigmatic tune. Never in her life had Lenalee heard such a song such as this one, sadness and hope had been brought together and magically transformed into notes that brought a feeling of life itself to the listener.

The spell lasted no longer than a couple of minutes, and when it ended the feeling of magic vanished as quickly as it had come, leaving Lenalee begging to hear it just once more.

Over the next few weeks Lenalee had listened to countless piano pieces, and out of the hundreds she'd found none of them were her magic song. Desperate to hear the sound once more Lenalee often found herself in the music room after school, pounding away at keys and trying to recreate the tune. It was after five failed attempts that she finally allowed herself to admit that she could neither accurately remember the melody or play the piano.

It was two days after her fifth attempt that she'd heard it a second time. Once again the school was deserted and once again Lenalee was enchanted to the point that her body would no longer listen to her commands. She felt oddly at peace, as if all the problems of the world had just melted away in the presence of this calming tune. However, just like the first time, the magic spell was broken too quickly. After regaining her composure Lenalee hastily made her way towards the music room, but when she arrived she found no one sitting at the piano bench and the room empty.

After the second encounter Lenalee was finding it impossible to concentrate on her studies, what was going on around her, or even where she was going. What was that strange song? Who was playing it? Would she ever hear it again? To her increasing displeasure, Lenalee had none of these answers. What was even more irritating was she hadn't a clue how to find them.

A month later Lenalee had all but given up on finding the mysterious piano player, day after day she'd stay afterschool praying the wondrous tune would start up again, but it never did. It was when she was returning a broom to the janitor's closet that her prayers finally answered.

For the third time the sweet notes flooded the school halls, and as always she felt herself going numb due to the beauty surrounding her. No, she thought, not this time. She'd find the furtive pianist. Lenalee forced her unresponsive body to listen to her command as she darted through the school building. It was a race against the melody itself. She knew that once it was over the player would vanish, leaving her questions yet again unanswered.

Darting down the stairwell at a speed she had not known she'd posessed, the notes began to grow louder and louder as she neared her destination. The music slowly began to die down and she knew it'd soon be over. Lenalee pushed and pushed; begging her legs to go faster and faster. Finally the music room was in sight and, not caring about her flustered apperance, stretched her hand out to grab the doorknob.

It was not locked, so she flung it open with a bang.

"PLEASE DON'T STOP!" she cried.

Allen Walker, the strange white-haired transfer student, sat helplessly at the piano's bench. He didn't seem to be aware of Lenalee and the racket she made, he just stared at the piano like one entranced. Allen let out a sigh and gave a last glance towards the piano before turning around.

"Ahh!" it was more of a cry of surprise than of fear. "Lenalee, what are you doing here?" Lenalee crossed over towards the boy and forcefully pushed him back onto the piano bench.

"What is it called?"

"What's what called?"

"The song!" Allen glanced up at her with a confused look on his face, then back to the piano.

Allen stared at the instrument a few moments before answering with, "It doesn't have a name because it's not a song." It was her turn to be confused. Allen shifted slightly as he made room for Lenalee to sit beside him.

The two strangers sat side by side, their knees touching lightly. "It doesnt make any sense," Allen said out of the blue. She was about to ask what didn't when he continued and said, "Day after day, I'm hearing this tune over and over inside my head. It's driving me crazy! I don't even know how to play the piano and yet here I am, playing this song."

He stared at his hands and she at him, the enigmatic music that seemed to write itself had placed its spell on both the pianist and the audience.

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