Title: Somewhere
Characters/Pairings: Lavi/Allen, General Cross, Lenalee, Kanda, Komui
Rating: G
Word Count: 290
Disclaimer: All characters depicted in sexual situations in this post/fanfiction/fanart (including material in the comments) are fictional and are intended to be and considered to be by the author of said material of the legal age of consent in the United States state of California, regardless of what age these characters may be in the material they are derived from.
Summary: Allen, saving the ark and its inhabitants.
Notes/Warnings: un-betaed; the twentieth in a series of 104 themes. "My Inspiration" is today's theme. Bleck, I'm sorry this one's so short and... crappily predictable. :( Anyway, thank you for the reviews Aion Laven Walker and IcyFireGypsy!
Rabi was dead. After all they had gone through and Allen had lost him.
When his Master told him that he, Allen Walker, could bring them all back by playing the piano, Allen tried to disagree. He couldn't do that. They were dead. Nothing brought back the dead. He had learned that the hard way, hadn't he? He had cringed at the thought of Mana.
When he had finally agreed to play the piano (if he could save Lenalee and his Master he would have done something, right?), his fingers touched the keys but he didn't know what to play. Would he play a somber tune? Would he cry while he saved lives? Would he grieve over the loss of friends and Rabi?
Rabi… if he could bring him back, Allen would. He was everything to Allen.
Allen shoved away those thoughts and played whatever his fingers wanted him to. The song from his childhood: the song Mana had created especially for him. He was so lost in the song, in the memories, that he had to be reminded by his Master to think of who he was saving.
He spent time thinking about each of the friends he had lost. How he had met them, how he had come to accept them into his new life at the Order. He thought about what Komui had said: they would all come home. Somewhere along the line, Allen's inspiration turned to Rabi. Getting him back and in one piece; he needed that boy. He needed him whole and loving. He needed to have a silly redhead to plot Kanda's demise with. He needed Rabi to tell him the honest truth of the matter.
Somewhere along the line, Rabi became his inspiration.
Tomorrow's Theme: "Never Again"