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-Chapter Three: Lenalee-

"The future depends on what we do in the present" ~ Mahatma Gandhi

Previously in Cinderlena:

I heard a cry from one of the

table's occupants, shocking me

out of my stupor.

"Royal Straight Flush!"

I squeezed my way through the crowd to find another hooded figure standing up from their seat.

I noted that the figure was barely taller than me, as they picked up a deck of cards on the gambling table. The same voice that broke through my thoughts before spoke again, "Sir, could you please return the cards to me, they are a treasure of mine that I would prefer to keep." I was taken aback by the sheer fact that the owner of the voice sounded masculine, and even seemed to be around my age.

I could feel a warm gaze on me as I was thinking, and realized that the hooded figure was looking at me. Slightly disturbed, I then turned to exit the pub when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Please wait." The voice whispered in my ear. The voice had a calming effect that I could not ignore.

Five minutes passed and I heard the voice once again in my ear. "Follow me." It was more of a suggestion than a command, but I found to my surprise that I really didn't mind.

A large white gloved hand held onto mine as I felt myself being led away from the gambling table and out of the pub. I followed the hand's owner, the hooded figure who had asked for his deck of cards, down many streets to an abandoned park.

The park had clearly not been tended to for several years, but I found it uniquely breathtaking. Long emerald grass blades waved in what seemed like a non existent breeze. Towering trees ranging from oaks to redwoods were scattered across the expanse, but created one solid canopy out of their leaves. The only source of light was golden dappled sunlight that somehow managed to stream through various sections of the canopy, creating an ethereal glow that seemed to enhance each detail.

I was dumbstruck by the wild beauty displayed here and gasped. "I have not seen anything so beautiful!" I turned to the figure, my skirt flaring with the motion, to find that the figure was no longer hooded.

A white haired boy no older than 15 had a black cloak draped over his shoulders, hiding what clothes he was wearing. His hair hung above his shoulders, and his silver eyes gleamed with warmth. A red scar marred his otherwise perfect porceline face. To me, his features seemed to reflect nobility, but I never heard of a Nobel in a gambling pub before, so I disregarded the thought. I tilted my head in curiosity, wondering who this boy was.

"Who are you sir?" I asked.

The boy chuckled to himself, "Isn't that the true question my lady," He stated, "I go by many names, but you may call me Allen." He then smiled at me in a way that had never been directed toward me since I left the orphanage.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Allen, my name is Lenalee." I continued, "But I am curious... Why me?"

"Pardon?"

"Why did you take me here, why did you choose to associate with me," I asked "I am just a servent who wears the uniform of the Leverrier resedence, so why did you choose me?"

The boy looked at me with his silver eyes when he explained his reasoning. "I was in an orphanage until I was seven years old. While I was there, I remember meeting an oriental girl who was a year older than me, and even befriended her. She had seemed to be genial all the time, but I found out later that it was just an outer shell. If you looked close enough, you could have seen a deep sorrow in her violet eyes. In your eyes, I see the same sorrow but it is more intense in depth than in hers. That is why I chose you, Miss Lenalee."

I shyly lowered my gaze, "Thank you Allen, thank you for treating me with such kindness." I could feel tears collect in my eyes, but as I tried to blink them away, they fell, leaving their stain on my cheeks. Suddenly, my knees could no longer bear my weight, but just as I was about to fall, I could feel strong arms catch me.

"Allen-" I whispered as the boy gently laid me against a tree.

"It's alright Miss Lenalee, you may cry if you wish." He whispered back as he brushed aside my tears and swept my long hair out of my face.

(A/N: This would probably be a nice place to change chapters, but I will use a time skip instead)

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"Thank you for helping me with the groceries Allen." We were now standing by the Leverrier Residence, with Allen holding a paper bag full of the ingredients for tonight's dinner in one hand, and holding my hand in his other. The white haired youth had stayed with me until I had regained my composure, and offered to help me with the task that I originally set out to tend to, shop at the market.

It was when we had to part when he he leaned close to me and whispered in my ear.

"There is a ball that will be held at the castle and everyone is invited as long as they wear more formal attire. Can you please come?" I bowed my head and whispered back.

"I will try, but there is no guarantee even though I want to go." With that I expected him to turn away, but instead he surprised me by kissing me on the cheek.

"I hope to see you there Miss Lenalee." With those words of parting, he pulled his hood over his face, concealing his facial expression, and turned on his heel, disappearing into the crowed on the street.

Even though I had only known him for a few hours and hardly knew anything anything about him, I already knew one thing for sure.

"I love you, Allen" I breathed into the wind.

-Chapter Three End-

A/N:Hello, and I'm really sorry about the delay... I thought that I had already uploaded this chapter, but when I was rereading my own work on , I realized it wasn't... Es tut mir leid! I may have a longer delay on the next chapter, but I am wondering- would you like another "Allen Chapter" concerning what happened in this one, or would you like to find out what happens next through another "Lenalee Chapter". Please let me know through reviews!

Scene Cuts:

A/N: This is from when Lenalee asked Allen "Why me?".

As Allen explained his reasoning, I suddenly had a flash back of meeting a boy a year younger than me in the orphanage. The differences though were severe between the two boys.

The boy I was thinking of had warm brown hair, no scar, was rude, and had never heard of chivalry. He had no name, but everyone had called him "Red" because his left hand looked like it was badly burned.

Allen was the complete opposite of Red. Allen was polite, scarred, and had snow white hair. The only thing that was similar though, were their eyes. Their eyes both had a bright silver hue that could never be duplicated.

I looked down at my feet as I asked a question that I felt even embarrassed about asking. "Did you used to be called Red?"

The boy was frozen for a second, but he slowly nodded his head in an affirmative.