Sight (Just to remind myself)
Gomen ne. It's nearing summer and I'm off having crazy fun. My mind's away somewhere thinking about endless parties and mad fun. So excited!
Anyway, sorry it took so long. My obsession of D. Gray-Man has also swayed a bit. My current obsession is SuG. I am CRAZY about them. They are AWESOME in both music and looks. They're talented and hot! Zomg. ;D
Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-Man, but I sure as hell would do anything to own SuG. (Heh. How irrelevant. xD)
I couldn't think of anything for this, so I just picked up something random in the room.
I picked up: yarn BTW. MANGA-PACE.
"Phew. Finally that's over" Allen sighed as he slumped down wall, "Timcanpy, what was that? There was yarn all over the place! It looked like some knitting convention gone wrong."
Timcanpy wriggled viciously as he tried to continue to flutter in the air. Allen turned his head quizzically when he didn't receive any sign of reply from Timcanpy. "Heh. You didn't like that either, did you Timcanpy?" Allen laughed light heartedly as his fingers began to unravel the mass of purple yarn from Timcanpy's wings and small body.
As soon as the despised yarn was gone, Timcanpy zipped away down the endless spiral of corridors. Allen tucked the yarn into his pocket as he stretched and yawned. "That was tiring…" Allen sighed as he wandered down the maze of rooms in search for his own.
While slowly trudging in the perpetual halls to stop and look at every name plate on the door, Allen's mind began to wonder away as his eyes and legs continued the hunt. "After the Earl is defeated…what's going to become of us…?" Allen nonchalantly muttered to the cold stone walls.
"Memories of used-to-be's and nothing else more?" breathed Allen as his mind began to glaze over with thought, some not so joyful.
(Allen is mouthing the following) "Lenalee, Lavi, Komui, Krory, Chaoji, Reever, of course Jerry…and maybe Kanda." Allen mouthed while contorting his face on the mention of the last name. (--)
"What's going to become of us? Are we just going to celebrate then say good bye?"
In other section of Allen's brain, he was hissing, "Damn it. How many freaking halls are there..?!"
Feeling a wave of melancholic emotions wash over him as he walked, Allen thought of the times he and his precious friends he was willing to die for, shared instead. "Kanda…"
In Allen's mind, when the name Kanda was said, an image of a tall, pissed off, girly-face figure with long straight dark hair and a menacing sword appeared in his imagination. Along with that eye twitching picture, the most memorable times were also remembered.
Allen's first mission. With his innocence suddenly deactivated, Allen was left defenseless with a level two akuma charging at him about to pierce his body with a copy of his own arm.
"Che. You're pathetic…what do you think you're doing running out of steam at the last minute?!" Kanda hissed at venomously at the poor boy who had coughed up blood.
In his mind, Allen thought, "Kowai…!! Remember not to screw up while he's around anymore."
"You're the one who claimed you wanted to protect them! I hate your tender hearted ways but….I hate people who don't keep their promises more!"
Allen smiled meekly as he forced his tired figure to talk, "Hah...You still hate me…either way…"
Kanda scowled.
Allen sighed. That wasn't such a great memory, but, it was quite memorable.
After, a few more of the few moments he had with Kanda replayed in his head. The Battle in Edo, when Allen first arrived at the Order, in the Ark, in Skinn's room, when they finally returned to the Order…to home; only memories were there, temporarily? Or will those memories stay forever?
Going down the list of names Allen recalled the happenings that stood out compared to rest in his memory bank…
"Lavi – The time in Krory's castle with the carnivorous plants. 'Aishiteru!"
"Krory – The time on the train with the white Tyki Mikk and his scamming friends."
"Komui" Allen twitched. "Eh…Oh yes, the time when I wandered through the Ark by myself and you talked to me about the fantasy-like future that all of us would have when we returned home…that turned out to be a lie, but at least it was a moment where I didn't receive traumatizing actions from you."
"Reever -- Right now, all I can remember is you saying that 'Sorry, if I didn't do this, this person would never wake up.' But that's only because I was just thinking about Komui. -.-"
"Chaoji – Eh. Er…when you discovered your innocence in the Ark…? Heh…"
"Jerry – FOOD." Drool dripped out from the corner of Allen's mouth.
Wiping it away with the back of his hand, Allen felt as though he was missing someone.
"Yeah…I am…"
"Lenalee."
Along with the slimy feeling of spit on his hand, Allen felt his heart flutter at the mention of such a wonderful name.
"That was an odd feeling…"
"Yes Allen-kun?" Lenalee asked as she appeared around the bend in front of Allen. (Yes, yes. I know, extremely clichéd. -.-)
"…EEK!" Allen shrieked somewhat softly as his heart bounced over a beat, "Ehh. Hi Lenalee…! What're you doing?" the nervous boy stuttered out.
"Eh? That's a slightly stupid question to ask Allen-kun. No offense." Lenalee said meekly as a sweat drop popped above her head, "I'm bringing more coffee beans to my brother and the rest." she said while lightly swinging the three gargantuan bags of coffee beans at her side.
"Oh. Heh. Let me help you." said the embarrassed white-haired teen.
Lenalee smiled gratefully as he walked over to her.
THUD. THUD. THUD…
…Were the three sounds Allen heard before they were cornered by darkness perpetually stretching forward without a vanishing point in sight.
"Lenalee…?? Are you okay?" Allen called out in a panicked voice towards the area where he assumed the blue-green haired exorcist was. He cautiously waved his hands in front of him so as not to bump into the wall…or column…or door…or Lenalee, especially Lenalee.
Hearing the tinge of worry in his voice, Lenalee soothingly said to the unwavering darkness in front of her eyes, "It's okay Allen-kun, I'm fine." She smiled, though Allen couldn't see it.
The white-haired exorcist now sighed in relief as he called out again to some random direction, "That's good then. Lenalee, did you move?" He continue to blindly grasp at the vacant area in front of him.
"Heh. Even though I just said that I'm fine. Allen's still worried…! …did I just say Allen...?" Lenalee spoke to her mind as she actually spoke, "Nope. By the way Allen-kun. When the lights suddenly went out, I got somewhat scared…so the bags of coffee beans aren't exactly near me. I know that --" Lenalee paused momentarily as she gasped and was about to shriek.
A hand suddenly brushed against her cheek. Though she did shiver, it was a shiver from unexpected warmness and care surging through the finger tips of the hand down to the dainty feet of the surprised girl.
"Ah…Lenalee! I finally found you!" Allen triumphantly exclaimed while his arm dropped back to down his side, brushing against the somewhat coarse, yet somewhat soft material of his pants. It was silent. Almost so silent that Awkwardness was about to leap out and intercept the two from their gaze that was unbeknownst to them…that is…if not for the measly noises that came from Allen's shuffling. Taking a step to the side, the nervous exorcist's elbow met the shudder-inducing metal. A metallic ring echoed through the spacious building as slight pain vibrated through Allen's arm.
"Ow…" Reaching out in front of him, instead of finding Lenalee, he discovered a pillar. "Eh? Lenalee?"
"Allen-kun, are you alright?" Lenalee concernedly questioned as she stepped forward only to find a second later, the roughness of the concrete floor.
"Owch…" Lenalee breathed, "Allen-kun, there's--"
"Lena--woah!" Allen said in a surprised voice as he too fell to the ground.
Lenalee sighed, "There's a bag of coffee beans there…Allen-kun."
"Yeah. I know. Um…Let's find each other then somehow get to the cafeteria or Science Department, everyone else should be there." the now slightly bruised exorcist rationally stated.
"Mm. But let's stick to the ground, we still don't know where two of the bags are." the girl said as she and Allen crawled along the floor in search of each other.
Making a small bet with herself Lenalee thought, "Maybe this is fate. If we find each other, we're meant to be. If we don't…no…we definitely will."
Minutes gradually ticked pass.
The miniscule fate grains dwindled its way down Lenalee's hourglass of hope. "Allen-kun…where are you?" asked the fidgety teen.
Bump.
Velvet soft skin collided into Allen's forehead. His mouth dropped open in surprise.
Silky smooth strands of sweet smelling hair brushed into Lenalee's eyes. A small gap appeared on her mouth.
Instinctively, both teens rolled their heads up to see what had brushed into them…or what they had brushed into. Either way works.
In milliseconds worth of time, the two oblivious and youngest exorcists in the Order sensed two 'things' in their mouths. One was a pair of plush and delicate lips against their own. Second, was the tiniest drizzle of something wet being transferred onto their tongues.
Lenalee, though being only a couple of months older, hesitatingly tapped her lips forward in the kiss. In fighting, her reflexes may not be as swift as Allen's, but otherwise…you know. (A/N: Gomen ne. I hope you get it. I wasn't sure how to put it into words.) Silently, she smiled, "I truly believe in fate."
Allen, being slightly younger but much more shy, almost immediately withdrew from the 'accidental' kiss...just not before feeling Lenalee press towards his lips. Yet, he wasn't quick enough to stop himself in time from backing out. Allen was not that naive. The 15 year old knew what had just occurred.
"Eh...uh...how about we go to the cafeteria now? Science Department's fine too." the strawberry-red faced boy stuttered while in his mind he thought, "Phew. Good thing there was a black out...I wonder if Lenalee's blushing...mm...that was a sweet taste." Yep. Allen's a boy.
"Eh..okay." Lenalee embarrasedly said. By now, they were already back on their feet. She thought, "Why'd Allen pull away? ...Maybe..." Shaking that melancholic idea out of her mind, she began to walk away from the site where they shared the first kiss.
Fate didn't give them any time whatsoever to cool down. It was as if there were magnets in their shoulders, the pair kept unconsciously brushing against each other. With every strike was another intense explosion of various shades of red upon their faces.
"Ow. Again?" Allen muttered as he tripped over the last bag of coffee beans. Getting back up onto his feet, the presence next to him disappeared. "Great..."
Running his hand against the wall, he finally bumped into Lenalee's shoulders. "What's with the shoulder again...?"
"Lenalee, I thought I lost you again. Heh..." Allen sheepishly stated as they continued walking again.
Besides the steady beats of their foot steps, the meant-to-be couple walked while being bathed in awkward silence.
-Allen's thoughts-
"That kiss was nice...EH? No, I shouldn't think that way, Lenalee probably only thinks of me as a her younger brother or something. Never as something else...more."
Another part of Allen's brain debated. "Idiot. But YOU love her. It's completely obvious that your deepest desire is to know whether or not she loves you...even remotely liking you is fine. You, Allen Walker...loves Lenalee Lee."
"So what? It'll be awkward between us if I confess and then she tells me that she likes me too...as her friend!"
"...Isn't it always better to regret that you tried and failed, rather than regret that you never tried?"
That decided it for Allen.
Well. This is Part One. I never thought that it'd take me this long to write. I think it's kinda long...right? Sorta. Iunno. -.-
Well, if you'd like a part two, please tell me in a review. If not, I'll just drop it and move onto the next and last sense! Finally.
Please review! It's for your own benefit! For some people anyways...now...off to tennis!!