Beta Editor: SLMHorses

The room was covered in darkness, not that it bothered him though. His golden eyes had easily adjusted to the blackness of the room. No, the dark would never bother him. It was the fact that the other body in the room was sitting against the stone wall, knees pull up against the thin chest. One pale white arm, it almost shinning silver in the dark, and one black arm as dark as midnight wrapped around the those knees; those arms looking for some type of comfort. Something to hold onto as his White tried to hold himself together.

His darling nephew did not seem to realize that he could see it all with ease. The 14th lay on the floor, on top of a mat that had been provided to him earlier that day. The Order had given into his demands to be anywhere and everywhere that his White would be. He had made it clear a month ago that if they wanted to keep the Ark and use it, then they would have to give into his few simple demands.

A smirk tugged at his lips then. What he was giving them made the higher ups in the Black Order more than happy to make a deal with him, like giving the humans information on his family and the Earl and letting them have more access to the powers of the Ark, to only name a few. It also helped that the higher ups were not stupid enough to refuse a deal from a Noah, especially such a beneficial one.

The 14th's gold eyes traveled over to his White as the bed sheets made a rustling sound that was barely above a whisper. Bare white toes curled into the blue sheets as his nephew lifted his bowed head from his arms. Deep, deep grey eyes looked to him from underneath long snowy white hair and dark lashes with such pain and sadness that the 14th found that he had to take fist fulls of his own bedding to keep himself from going on a killing spree."Did Mana really ever love me?" a sad and broken voice whispered to him. The musician slid his gold eyes closed and sat up, a smirk forming on his lips and reflected in his eyes when he reopened them again.

Slowly, very slowly, acting like if he moved to fast he would scare his poor White away, the 14th moved to his nephew's bed. The mattress dipped down with his weight.

He slid forward, resting his dark hands on his White's clothed knees, Allen's arms falling to his sides, not sure what to do with them. Those deep grey eyes looking at him as he pushed the knees apart just enough to move his body even further forward. The 14th removed one of his hands from a now trembling knee and ran ash colored fingers down the curse mark on the left side of the pale white face before him, then moving the same hand to tilt the trembling chin up as he moved his darker face forward.

The smirk fell from his face just long enough for him to push his cool dark lips to slightly parted pink. Warm lips trembled under his as he paused for a small moment before pulling away. The smirk returned to his face and his gold eyes watched as a pretty pink blush spread over his White's pale cheeks. "Don't ask such stupid questions my darling White, of course Mana loved you. You where his son."

The depth of the grey eyes lightened and he was treated to a small true smile as Allen whispered a "Thank you." Grey eyes closing for just a moment and the 14th's smirk bled into a devious grin, practically dripping with ill intent.

His nephew made a delicious squeak as the dark hand that had still been holding his pale chin moved like liquid lighting to sink into his shoulder length white hair. Fisting a handful of the soft stands in a grip like steel, the 14th's grin widen even further, if that was even possible, as the grey eyes of his White snapped opened to look up at him."Now ~" 14th purred sweetly. "Go to bed."

His White made an undignified sound as his head was not so gently shoved into the pillow.