Warning: A gender bent Lenalee Lee (aka Laing Lee). Allen's Pov again and graphic lemon (sad attempt…) for about half of this chapter.

Pairing: Tyki x FemAllen and one sided Laing x FemAllen

Thanks to everyone who has reviewed! Thank you so much! Also Special thanks to RikoJasmine for letting me barrow Laing Lee for this story! She also has a new pic up on her DeviantArt account that is of Liang and Ellen! Its so cute! : )

Beta: DarkAngel576 (Thank you!)

Allen was dreaming again, the landscape before her now all too familiar. She stood on stone laid ground and before her were ruins that looked hauntingly like the Black Orders Tower.

Silver eyes turned up to the sky, fearing what she would see. The sky was colored a dark pink and blue. It would have been a beautiful sight, but Allen found herself more worried then calmed.

She was on the other side of the lake, Allen dimly noted. These dreams that she had been having since her near death experience were changing it would seem. Her silver eyes turned to look at the moon, and a gasped escaped her pink lips.

Where the moon had once been, within this odd dream of hers, was now a softly glowing cube of white. It was white like how the moon had been, and Allen's eyes widened. An odd sense of familiarity rose in her fast beating heart and Allen shied away from the feeling.

"Allen." A voice called from the ruins before her, and Allen's trembling silver eyes fell back to where she knew the voice had called her from. She started forward, her black boots of her Exorcist uniform making no sound as she walked forward.

It wasn't long until she could see him. Laing Lee, Accommodator of the Dark Boots, stood within the shallow water that surrounded most of the ruins. Allen slowly moved along the thin stone path that would take her to him. She didn't stop until she reached the end of the path, pausing at the edge.

She would have to step out into the water now to make it the rest of the way to the other Exorcist. She hesitated, her silver eyes looking at the surface of the water that separated her from her friend. She could see no bottom and no floor. The water was dark and foreboding.

"Allen." Laing called her again, and she looked up. He was facing her now; his dark purple eyes calling to her, pulling her to join him were he stood. It was now that Allen noticed that the other Exorcists uniform was torn from some kind of battle.

She hesitated for a long moment, before she shifted her footing to take that step forward into the water, her heart thundering loud and fast. Laing's hand lifted from his side and his fingers stretched out to her, and Allen found this odd.

This was when she would always wake. But she was still dreaming, and she swallowed the fear in her mind as she resigned herself to step in to the water, resigned herself to join her fellow Exorcist at the base of the ruins.

"Allen." another deeper and smoother voice beckoned from behind her, and she paused again. She could feel someone behind her and Allen's breathing quickened. Cool hands came to rest on her trembling shoulders, but the hands didn't make any attempt to pull her away from the water. They were comforting, caring, and kind hands.

Like Mana's…

The man that was holding her shoulders let go of her then, chuckling deeply in amusement. She turned and saw nothing at first, until she felt something behind her again.

Again she turned and her silver eyes widened, Laing was now gone and in his place another man greeted her. He was grinning widely and his dark gray eyes flashed in his mirth. This man before her looked to be in his early twenties and he looked somehow familiar.

Dark brown hair and strong feathers, his skin was darker then hers, yet not exactly tanned. He sat upon a white stool and behind him was a pure white piano. The brightness of the white almost blinding and only was dulled by his black long coat and dark colored clothes.

"Who…" She whispered and his mouth smiled even wider. He turned on the stool and Allen frowned as he straightened his back and positioned his fingers on the black keys.

The first key was pressed and Allen felt calm wash over her. Laing all but forgotten, as more and more keys and notes flowed and built upon the ones before them, and the melody that formed was beautiful and strong, yet sad.

Allen closed her eyes and from behind her eyelids she could see symbols form and twist. The symbols, like the man that was playing the white piano, were hauntingly familiar. It only took a moment for her to realize she could read them.

Her lips parted and her voice ghosted out from her opened mouth. The words flowing much too easily from her inexperienced tongue, but Allen couldn't find it within her self to care.

It felt freeing.

Her heart pulled her away from the edge of the water and Allen turned. Her feet taking the first steps away from the man playing the piano, from the ruins where Laing had been waiting for her.

"Where are you going, Allen~?" the man called to her, his voice filled with a knowing amusement. Allen opened her eyes, her singing never pausing.

She was going…

She was…

Suddenly she was pulled from her dream as a concerned voice called to her, an arm pulling her close and fire burning away the memory of what she had been dreaming. Her confused silver eyes blinked open and the first thing Allen took note of was the smell of alcohol.

She tensed at how close it was and her first instinct was to pull away from the one holding her, panic and confusion eating away her reason as she struggled. The man holding her was strong, and then suddenly the gentle and deep voice that had woken her was whispering in her ear.

Allen didn't quite hear what was said, and a moment later the man behind her hissed in pain as Tim bit the hand that was restraining her. She took the opening and pulled away, Allen fought down her own hiss as she stiffly forced her aching body to sit up.

Allen looked upon the man that was also now sitting up next to her, his glasses carefully being replaced onto his face, and Allen couldn't stop the thought that he looked familiar without his glasses hiding his dark brown eyes.

She shook her head and pushed those thoughts aside as she turned upset eyes onto her golem. Tim was growling at the miner like an over protective guard dog, and Allen frowned.

What had gotten into him?

She reached out and took hold of the golden ball and pulled him to her. Her voice stern as she scolded her masters golem. Only once she was satisfied that he was properly scolded did Allen let go of his tail and turn to the man next to her.

Tyki smiled at her, and it was at that moment that she realized how exposed she was. Allen had been ready to take Tyki's hand and inspect the bite wound, she knew that Tim's teeth were sharp from personal experience, but instead she took a hold of her white blouse and tried to pull it down.

She had forgotten that she was half naked and front of a man she barely knew, and her cheeks heated in embarrassment at the memory of what they had done the day before.

Though it was still night, this made clear from the dark outside the train window. How long had she been sleeping?

Her lips pulled down further as she could see the white and red of the act that they had committed on her thighs. Her cheeks heated more with her shame. Tyki chuckled and then his strong fingers were running through her hair, and Allen fought down the shudder that threatened to shake her to her very core.

She shouldn't let him touch her like that, touch her like there was something between them other then physical attraction. But Allen also knew that was a lie, that fire, that heat that lazily ghosted over and under her skin, it called to her to let him touch, to let him have…

She was drawn to his man, like how she had found herself being drawn to the Noah that had tried to kill her.

What she felt for both men, what she had thought she felt for Laing couldn't compare to what Allen found herself feeling for this man before her. She wanted more then anything to let this continue, but…

Her left hand rose to take hold of the hand that was touching her, she couldn't let him confuse her like this. Because that was all it was, confusion. She didn't want this, not with anyone.

Because she was afraid of it, afraid of how her heart beat quickened when he leaned in. His lips taking hers in a soft and gentle kiss before she could stop him, she could feel the desire and something darker there, but his kiss remained slow.

Then he pulled away and Allen had a hard time pulling her thoughts back from where ever they had wondered to. Back to what she had just been thinking. "You were singing in your sleep." He spoke in curiosity, and Allen blinked as her mind finally came back to her.

Along with her memories of her dream.

"I was dreaming…" was all she could say, her voice soft and for a moment she was lost within the memory of that melody. She forced herself to focus on the man before her, guilt over the idea that she had been singing the lullaby in her sleep and that she must have woken Tyki because of it. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?"

Tyki just smiled and again, he leaned forward and kissed her lips once more. This kiss was stronger then the last as he pushed her back. Irrational panic and fear surged forward in the back of her mind, but then it was gone, burned away by the fire from his touch.

Allen let him push her onto her back, his mouth wondering from her parted and panting lips as he kissed a blazing and burning trail down her neck. His skilled tongue sending bursts of liquid fire into her blood and straight down to her center.

Wanton moans were torn from her as he sucked and licked heatedly at her skin, and Allen almost lost herself in the pleasure. All too soon his mouth left her heated skin and Allen choked back her whimper of need.

"What were you dreaming about?" he asked, his breath ghosting across her sensitive skin and Allen shuddered as the fire within her rose. Her body twisted and writhed under his large and toned body, and Allen wanted more.

It was frightening with how quickly she became undone and so needing of his touch. Her mind wanted to shy away, but her heart ached to give herself to this man again, to feel that need and want from him. "I-It's nothing all that important." She panted out softly.

She closed her silver eyes and pushed up into the body that was so close, but not giving her want she wanted. She felt him shudder and could feel him restraining himself. His body was starting to shake from the effort of holding himself back.

Allen heard the growl threaten to be ripped from his throat. He held most of it back, but Allen heard it and it only fuel her growing excitement more. When they had been talking and when they interacted, Tyki was mostly a very laid back man, but now in the misted of this he was like someone else entirely.

Allen frowned and her mind became clouded with desire and pleasure. She didn't under stand why he was so interested in what she was dreaming. She didn't care right now, this man, this plain human man was here with her. She had given him her virginity. Together they had sinned, and god help her, she wanted it again.

Her hands moved to his belt and once that was undone, her trembling hands pulled down his fly. Her silver eyes opened and looked up at the man above her when he shuddered again. And for just a moment, less then a second really, she could have sworn that his dark brown eyes flickered gold from behind his glasses.

Allen shook her head and blamed the glasses and what little light was filling the cabin from the window.

It was just a trick of the light.

Tyki pulled back and away from her then and pushed her shaking hands away. Allen moaned and her hands rose to his face and she removed his glasses so she could see those eyes that were always hidden, those eyes that had looked gold to her for just that one moment.

His larger hand pulled his length from his pants and she shuddered at the sight of it.

Allen immediately thought back to the pain she had felt when he had first thrust his harness into her. He was large and she was so much smaller then him. His body strong and built from his time mining and doing hard labor, compared to her thin, petite, and willowy frame.

Next to him she looked like she was frail and fragile…

His hands were then running over her legs and thighs and when they slid between her trembling knees, Allen tensed. Shame and embarrassment twisting and taking hold of her heart.

It was sin, she was fifteen and unmarried and she was certain that Mana would disapprove. Mana had taught her better then this; he had taught her how to be a proper young woman. And yet here she was, ready to partake again in something one should only do with their husband.

Yes, at fifteen she could be married or promised to some Nobleman, not that anyone would want her. The curse carved onto her face and the black of her Innocence, were two things that made her less then desirable in that way.

She was an Exorcist also. Allen Walker could only be an Exorcist. That was what she was. Allen knew that her fears, uncertainties, and embarrassment swam within her eyes as they met his dark brown.

She felt so exposed then, much more beyond the fact that she was only wearing her corset and blouse. Her right hand lay unmoving next to her head, and her left gripped at her shirt. She could feel her heart beating underneath her fist, and she forced herself to take slower breaths. Slowly her body relaxed.

Tyki smiled softly at her and then his dark brown eyes left her silver. His eyes traveling and roaming over her and Allen could feel her heart beat increase. Her eyes finding a place on the ceiling and she locked them there.

Every nerve and every part of her wanted to shy away from his eyes. To cover herself and run away from the man that was now spreading her trembling legs. Fear and uncertainty ate a whole in her heart. Allen fought down the urge to reflexively close her legs when she felt his eyes on her.

Heat and fire burned in her blood as his strong hands made their way in a hard caress down the insides of her thighs. The ach between her legs increased the closer his wondering fingers came. Suddenly his hands were gone from her thighs, his right coming to rest next to her head to support most of his weight, as the other took a hold of his hard length and brought it to her entrance.

Allen stiffened her back and her silver eyes closed when she felt the blunt head of his cock rub up against her. Pleasure raised and flickered and sparked along her wet opening when he aligned himself with her.

She was panting and shaking in anticipation well before he pushed forward, the head of his large cock sliding into her snuggly. More pleasure shot through her and twisted in her lower belly as more of his thick length entered her.

This time his penetration was not overtaken by pain, and Allen moaned and arched and then cried out. The feeling of him pushing his engorged cock within her was stealing her breath. Allen fought to force air into her lungs as every thick inch slid up tightly into her until he was half way buried within her.

The hand that had been at his hardness moved and his hand took a bruising hold of her lower thigh. He slid her leg up high onto his broad hip and her body bent to a new angle. Her silver opened to fluttered down to meet burning and lust filled brown, and as soon as their eyes met he thrust his hips forward hard.

Pleasure burned and ate away everything else. Everything else was forgotten as he became fully buried within her.

Full and complete, she was no longer an Exorcist as he pulled back his hips. She was just Allen, a young fifteen year old woman being consumed by the pleasure of being with a man that wanted her.

His length rubbing and caressing her as he withdrew, and for a terrifying moment she felt like he going to disappear and take with him her only support, if he was gone then she would fall into that hell that she knew awaited her.

Her mind went back to her dream. The dark and empty water and Laing.

"Where are you going, Allen~" the man had asked her, his voice secretly amused and filled with knowing.

Her first instinct then was to grab onto Tyki, hold on, and to not let go. So she reached and his eyes narrowed. Suddenly her left hand was pinned above her head. His other hand moved to pin her right hand to the floor of the train cabin also.

He held her down and thrust his burning hardness into her again. Allen twisted and pushed and gave into the pleasure that was consuming her. She begged and whimpered and wanted more. "Please~!" She sang out breathless.

"Fuck-!" Tyki growled out, his voice heavy and deep with pleasure at the sound of her voice. She felt like she was trapped somewhere between light and dark and then his eyes flashed gold. In the same moment her climax broke over her. Her body snapping tight as her lips parted and she screamed.

He was suddenly growling darkly into her neck, holding her like if he let go then she would be the one who would be lost. Bruising and possessive he held to her as branding fire races into her. Tyki shuddered and shook and if anything he held onto her harder after he finished releasing into her.

Allen panted and closed her eyes and let him do as he wanted.

She was going crazy, seeing things like golden eyes on the man that she knew she felt more for then just physical attraction. And to only make things worse, she was awake but now she could hear that melody whispering softly in her ears.

Sleep floated up and took her back down into her dreams a few moments later. In her dreams gold eyes and a sly smile haunted her.

And still the man dressed in black, with dark brown hair and eyes gray and dark like a storm continued to play his piano. His smile wide and still oh so amused. His smile the same as that black shadows that Allen had seen within the lake in her first dream.

He sang for her the melody, a soft haunting lullaby...

My FemAllen has a dark out look on herself doesn't she? … I just so want to hug her!

And what the fuck is the Fourteenth up to anyway?

…I'm sorry… I had to put him in, he's just so FUBAR I have to love him!

Right? ; )

Review please! Cause I got the next chapter all ready to go! And I am dieing to post it and I have like no self restraint… so please review!

Next: Sheryl and Tyki crash the Black Orders Ball! And our favorite Noah of Pleasure tries not to kill a certain green haired Exorcist in his fits of jealousy.

Oh the fun! ; )