Hello! This is Part Two! Sorry it took so long, since school is almost starting, I needed to start my summer homework, music theory, practice all my instruments, etc. -.- I learned that it's not the world's easiest task to memorize two pieces of music within an hour. Anyways, I was under surveillance practically all week, so that didn't get me any time to write this. (Credit goes to my mother -.-")
And I changed my penname :3 Hope you don't mind! I just wanna try keeping my name the same everywhere. So aniAxLme is now OyaSUMi—NiGHT And both are still Yuki. :D
Disclaimer: I don't own D. Gray-Man and any of its characters, though I wish I owned Allen Walker and Agito Wanijima from Air Gear. (Hehe. I guess I have a thing for the initials A.W.)
Yeah. Anyways, on with the story!
I'm in your heart…you've just yet to find me
because I'm lost.
That decided it for Allen.
In Allen's mind, his other side decided for him, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance for you to confess. When do you think you're gonna get another opportunity to be alone with Lenalee?? Forget about being embarrassed idiot! Now GO! …And don't come back until that hand of hers is in yours."
What better chance did he have? It was a black out with no one around except for Lenalee, who could tell her what he really felt like and do whatever he wanted. (Not that kind, mind you.) This was an enormous opportunity waving its face within the reach of Allen's pinky. Normally, even when Allen's side just pressed lightly against Lenalee, his face would light up as bright as the New York skyline. Mhm. On with the current situation…
While walking, since Allen didn't know which way was which, he had to follow Lenalee like a lost puppy. However, that lost puppy got lost a few more times than Lenalee had the patience for.
Being quite annoyed now, Lenalee tried to hold back on the bitterness in her voice as much as she could as she said through gritted teeth, "Allen…kun…would you please just try to follow me closer?"
"Gomen ne, Lenalee." Allen guiltily murmured as he stepped forward and shyly brushed his arm against Lenalee's and stayed there. "Is that better?"
"Ah…" Lenalee awkwardly said as her face burned up as though she was just dumped into a desert. "…yes…Allen-kun." The girl replied in a shy and meek voice of a young school girl as the last Allen's breath scampered across her neck.
Lenalee's mind was scattering about from the excitement and nervousness.
"Allen's so close…"
Allen's mind was close to short-circuiting.
"…"
…Though the inside was completely devoid of thoughts.
Returning to the reality in the darkened corridor, Allen slapped his mind awake and to attention (mentally, not physically of course).
"Come on…!! Tell her NOW." Demanded the miniature Allen in lawyer form.
"Eh…but--" began Allen.
"You idiot! It's already so painfully obvious that you love Lenalee Lee. Right??" He roared as frustration was beginning to overtake the debater against Allen.
"Of cor--" Allen countered.
"That is, of course…you'd preferably wish for Lenalee to be Lavi? Or no…Cross perhaps?" continued the lawyer in Allen's imagination who was frustratingly persuading him to confess. The way in which he said that last sentence was light and airy. So airy that is was provoking.
"ALRIGHT!" shouted the pressured boy half in his head and half out loud. (A/N: Sorry for the intrusion. Anyways, the "AL" is italicized so that means Allen said that in his head. (Hehe. How perfect. AL – AxL) Yeah. So Allen actually only said "right" out loud.)
"…?" Lenalee turned her head to the left towards the Allen she couldn't see. "Allen-kun? Right what?"
Feeling the pricks of surprise and slight embarrassment sliding down his spine, Allen jumped slightly. "Ehh…yeah, right. I was wondering…er…do…do…we make a right up there?" Allen not so quickly recovered.
"Oh? That's all?" Lenalee murmured softly in a slightly disappointed voice, "No, we don't make a right yet. I think that would lead us to the third level of the training grounds…"
"Huh?" said the saddened girl when the warm presence next to her suddenly vanished. "Allen-kun?"
"He got lost again…?" Lenalee sighed.
"Al—" began the now slightly confused teen, but ended with a gasp as a light wind brushed against her back.
In one swift move, Lenalee's right hand was swept up by another, one that was rather rough and stiff from innocence but so gentle in touch.
As he collected every blood cell of courage he had and placed it in his heart, Allen's voice dipped a bit lower, "Lenalee."
Butterflies looped in the shape of hearts in the girl's stomach, their wings shyly brushing on the edges then quickly retreating…leaving an unusual feeling inside. Tight chains of anxiety gripped around her heart and limited its speed to a slow, delayed, and heavy thump. The keys were thrown miles away, permanently locking each section of her body…her knees, her arms, her feet…her gaze. Lenalee was trapped by her own body. The girl's mind swayed away as the Aphrodite of, particularly, first and innocent love sprinkled cold damp kisses which melted into confusing warmth down her spine.
"I feel so weird, but I feel so…antsy…and really happy too."
Suddenly, the dazed girl felt herself being tugged forward and then right.
She felt like a puppet…movements only to be described by her master. To move right or left, jump up, crouch down…all was to be controlled by her puppeteer master. But…
The hand grasped tighter and more protectively around the shocked girl's hand. She felt safe, like a pair of invisible wings, so strong and defensive, were shielded around her body.
…she was the happiest puppet alive.
Next, she felt her legs climbing upwards. Looking towards where she was being led, it was up a cloud of stairs. At the top was something shining…shimmering ever so brightly. At the top of these stairs which held her floating in bliss was the grand prize, the best treasure that mankind could ever discover and obtain.
It wasn't wealth.
Lenalee was approaching the top of the steps as she stared, with a heavy layer of natural blush tainting her cheeks, at that white haired angel guiding her to a place where all evil and tragic troubles were temporarily erased from the history of the Earth, to a place where serenity and joy were eternal.
It wasn't gems.
No Earl…no Noah…no akuma…no Musician...no Ark.
None of it would be in that world...their world.
It wasn't power.
Blooming flowers emitting strange warmth in Lenalee's heart entwined around the soon-to-be couple, as the halfway step was marked.
It wasn't grandeur.
They stopped; the sudden lose in movement kicked up the dirt from now flat ground.
A low but soft and sweet voice drifted into the slightly humid air, "Lenalee."
It wasn't royalty.
That wonderful sound spiraled into the girl's ears and the humidity glued the ringing melody in.
"If I said 'I love you'…" said the soothing rich voice, his words sliding into her ears like silk.
It wasn't anything like that.
They were standing on the third level training ground's dirt floor being the center of this flawless picture.
The two stood in the space between the middle and doorway of the training ground, their world between reality and dreams…the gray amid black and white.
A small swirl of kicked-up dirt drifted around the lower part of their bodies in a spiral formation…almost as if they were vanishing to another place.
Through a small fracture in the heavily lined ceiling, moonlight simmered in, illuminating the pureness in Allen's face…the red curse cutting down the left side of his pale skin…his lips waltzing upwards in a loving smile…white hair brushing against his forehead…gray-silver eyes gently prodding into the eyes of his love in front of him to find a hint or answer.
Besides the gentle but strong features of Allen's appearance, the moonlight spot- lighted something else.
…This world's greatest treasure…
Included as one of the most important points in this perfect picture, was the action occurring between the two. Lenalee's hand was being lifted by one rough with innocence and held next to one that looked human…"normal," on the outside at least.
…is the simple complexity of love
Looked closely at, in Allen's hand and going around Lenalee's wrist was something stringy. Zooming in further, would be a fuzzy, long string of purple yarn wrapping around the skinny wrists of the two exorcists. On the side, was an arm that looked slightly "different." It held the soft material above their wrists…the fourth and second finger spreading two loops apart while the third held it down in place.
Lenalee stared down towards her wrist and felt a surge of unknown emotions swell in her heart as fingers looped between her own and gently pressed on the top of her hand.
Once again, that semi-deep voice coated in charm asked, "If I said, 'I love you,' would you keep your hand in mine forever?"
Blinking light gray eyes peered into her own…noiselessly, questioning for an answer in those puppy dog eyes. A patient and kind smile grinned into the girl's face…teetering her heart around, hoping to guide it to his own.
Inside Lenalee's mind, it was serene. No confusion, no shock, nothing, except a warm humming buzz gradually filling her heart with cheer. Her actual figure though, just standing there, staring at Allen's face.
However, inside Allen's mind…it was a little…hectic. Thought were scrambling through his brain and thumping in his heart. Mostly, it was the question of, "Is something wrong with Lenalee?" or "What's her answer going to be…" Far back, in a measly corner of his head, was the tiny muttering of "…Rejection?"
AND HERE I WILL STOP! Mwahaha. Lol. Just kidding. But I'm giving you a choice. Would you like Lenalee to reject Allen or accept Allen? Read which ever one pleases you! Watch where your eyes step because of major spoilers! Have fun!
Rejection (SPOILER. ANIME-ONLY VIEWERS, DO NOT READ THE REJECTION IF YOU DISLIKE SPOILERS. I warned ya, so don't blame me if the anime's somewhat ruined. :D) D: I can't believe I'm writing that Allen got rejected. I'm going to feel terrible after writing this. Sob
Her mind blushed.
Her heart tousled.
Her face thumped.
Half of that clichéd line was completely right. It felt so right. But, was it truly wrong?
All the exorcists knew that Allen had a dormant Noah inside of him; most were startled and bewildered by that fact. So the question was, was it right for a Noah and Exorcist to be together? Love each other?
Sure. Allen was also an exorcist, a strong one at that. He was the one destined as the Destroyer of Time, the one who was thought capable of destroying the Millennium Earl. However, he was also the Noah thought capable of either destroying the Millennium Earl or the Black Order. Such a disadvantageous position…
A tear trickled down that dazed face. The warm buzz in her heart transformed into a drill. Her heart hurt like hell.
It Burned, Stung, Bit, Squeezed at her heart, making it feel as though her entire body was about to burst if she said it. Lenalee knew that it was not possible for her and Allen to be together happily. She knew that it would never happen.
Tears began to rain down upon the top of that heavenly cloud Lenalee was standing on…each drop creating a hole of imperfection and separation.
Allen filled her dreams at night.
Hope occupied her heart at day.
Love consumed her entirely.
Lenalee had wanted this so badly, and now she couldn't have it….and she didn't understand.
"…Hadn't Fate permitted us to be with each other…?? Didn't you tell us that we were a 'meant to be?!' We found each other in the dark without a hint of help. Doesn't that mean that our hearts, mine and Allen's…doesn't that imply that we're linked?! That we're two people meant to make one couple? …Doesn't it count…that I love Allen?"
This rambled through her thoughts and coursed into and out of her heart. Each word jabbed a dagger through her heart that was already leaking love, every question gouged at her eyes causing more of those droplets to fall into the crumbling cloud stairway.
That golden and shimmering heaven atop was growing dimmer, quickly losing its gleam. Though she was standing firmly on the dirt ground, Lenalee felt as though she was about the fall…fall painfully down to reality, out of their world between black and white.
Blurrily gazing through her tears, the heart broken girl saw her wrist. It was still connected with Allen's, but only by a small string of easily torn yarn. She tugged a bit and the yarn grew thinner. The chain attaching their heart's cracked a bit.
Allen looked at her puzzled, confused at her tears. The tears would not stop, but through them, the girl could see that beautiful face with a gentle smile still on. She didn't want this to happen.
No.
"I DON'T WANT THIS KIND OF ENDING! …I don't want it…I don't."
However, Lenalee knew that there was not another option for her. An Exorcist with a Noah? It could never happen.
Looking down, she saw the cloud crumbling fast.
Deciding it, she thought, "This will be my last time with you Allen…"
Using the hand not tied, Lenalee placed her hand on Allen's shoulder and pushed herself up onto her toes. She leaned on Allen's chest for support as she moved her hand to behind the boy's head and tilted her lips towards Allen's.
Blushing at the light weight on his torso, Allen glanced down to see Lenalee's violet eyes hidden and tears streaking out from the corners.
She just wanted to get one non-accidental taste before she fell.
Lenalee brushed her lips against Allen's, ghosting onto them at first, to ensure this was not just a breathtaking dream. An abundance of tears began to twinkle down on both of their faces now as Lenalee pressed her mouth harder into Allen's. She gripped the hand that was tied to hers and kneaded it into her heart as an attempt ease the torturous pain.
"His hair is so soft…his lips feel so smooth…he tastes…"
Desperately pushing with all Lenalee had, she tried to make her emotions and explanation pulse through from her heart, into Allen's hand, and then into him. Her lips hurt terribly even though that only made her kisses harder, as a way to atone for her future action. The bruises would be a mark for her to remember her sin and Allen.
Her sobs continued with her kiss, now becoming sloppily wet from her tears and open mouth with sounds of despair. Lenalee licked numerous times at Allen's bottom lip until he finally understood to open.
As he gradually opened his mouth, he felt the wind from Lenalee's sob cough in. Then, he felt the kiss take a turn for slow. A wet presence slowly crawled through the empty slot between his teeth and searched. Finally catching up, Allen took initiative. Flicking his tongue up, he caught the tip of Lenalee's. They both gasped at this new sensation.
Lenalee didn't have much time left before this blissful cloud broke…as well as her heart. Feeling his tongue, she urgently sought for it again, yearning to learn his taste. Her choked up sobs came through her mouth again, being muffled by her love's mouth. Finding his tongue, she picked up the speed again and slid all over Allen's mouth.
She tasted everything, the ridges of his teeth, the slick insides of his cheeks, the sweetness of his saliva, and…
Lenalee froze as she felt Allen kiss back calmly. His tongue invaded her mouth and mimicked her actions; her heart flew as Allen swiped his tongue over the ridges of her teeth, on the slick insides of her cheeks, on the softness of her still tongue.
…the gentleness of Allen's kiss.
Closing her mouth, she pulled back. Tragedy overflowing on her facial expression. Giving one last sweet kiss onto Allen's lips, she leaned towards his ear and pressed her cold wet cheek against his.
She breathed in and exhaled, composing her speech for the meanwhile but not the steady stream of tears that were now sliding in Allen's shirt and down his back. Breathing in again, she stamped the scent on her heart.
Whispering was all Lenalee could manage as she broke Allen's heart in one swift movement.
"Gomen, Allen."
And a half second later, she tugged her wrist away…destroying their bond, both physical and internal. Whilst breaking away, she marked one last kiss onto Allen's forehead, a kiss that communicated; in her heart…would be eternal regret.
Aw. This turned out unexpectedly a bit sad. Do you think so? Well, this is Allen being rejected, although I put a lot of Lenalee in it instead of Allen's feelings. Tear tear. Allen's heart broken now. I feel terrible D: I didn't think it would turn out this sad. That's just what my imagination thought up of. : So, to atone for this, I'll write the next part! Allen and Lenalee become a couple! YAYS! :D
Acceptance! Yays! Allen and Lenalee become a couple! x3
The warm buzzing in her heart continued. How long had she dreamed of this?
Overly ecstatic, a tear glistened in the corner of one of her eyes. Seeing this, Allen smiled as he leaned down towards Lenalee's face. He kissed the tear away…kissed her doubts away…kissed her heart away.
She smiled gratefully up at Allen like a small child who had just been given their Christmas presents…then the next second; she was turned into a teenager.
Taking this chance, Allen moved his head even lower to Lenalee's lips. The two inexperienced teens gasped at this new non-accidental tingle that spread on their lips and palms and the soles of their feet.
Interested in the new sensation, Lenalee experimented a little by pressing a little harder onto Allen's lips. Shivers ran down her spine. She wondered what other kind of feelings would happen if Allen kissed her back. Tingling again? No need to wonder.
Feeling lost in the kiss, Allen's body took over the controls. The hand that was tied to Lenalee's held on tight as he moved it up towards their cheeks. The hand that wasn't tied to the girl's was wrapped around the small of her back, pulling her small form closer to his chest.
Breathing in, she smelled the nervousness and love emanating from the base of Allen's neck.
"It smells nice. Sweet." She thought as she curiously nuzzled against his shoulder and stared at the pale skin in the moonlight. "It smells sweet…" murmured Lenalee, her warm breath tickling Allen's neck. Interested in whether it would taste sweet, she poked the tip of her tongue out and cautiously licked once.
Surprised, her mouth formed a small and silent 'o'. The taste didn't quite fit the description of sweet. It was exotic…intoxicating.
Lenalee giggled. It felt so good, so rejuvenating! Throwing away the heavy burden, she felt so light, light as the wind. All of those emotions she had bottled up in her heart, she finally emptied it. She just felt so giddy, relieved, and overjoyed.
Allen looked down to give Lenalee a puzzled face, but a smiled was placed on his face instead. "She looks so happy. Ureshi."
The unhesitant giggles of joy burst out, as Lenalee's smile stretched on, eyes closed. Unhooking herself from Allen, but keeping the yarn intact, Lenalee spread her arms out like wings and twirled and spun until she wound up in the safety of her love's arms again with a soft thud. The girl's mind was now miles away, with Allen's of course. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open and peered into Allen's with that smile still plastered on her face.
"We don't need this." She yanked her wrist away, the sounds of the individual strings breaking.
Using her now both free hands, Lenalee grabbed onto the front part of Allen's collar and tugged.
She kissed him. Keeping their lips together, she murmured onto his mouth, "Why? Because 'I love you."
And on the third level of the training grounds, they shared their second, but not the last, kiss.
Phew. That took forever. Hope ya had fun reading it! I know the acceptance is REALLY rushed. But I had no choice. Really running out of time. Racing to finish writing. MUST FINISH WRITING SO MUCH BEFORE TOMORROW!!
I'm going to go work on the next chapter for Anamnesis of Kanda now!
Then I'm going to write the first chapter on fictionpress. I have the same name there.
Since I've been persuaded into liking Laven, I wanna know if I should continue with AxL or Laven. NO YULLEN. Even if I become a raging yaoi fangirl someday, I will never accept Yullen unless you pour magma above my head. Never. Please tell me in a review, that'll be the pairing for my next fic!
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