Bold text is Allen, regular is Lenalee, and underlined is a supporting character. (Like another Exorcist of Noah. Not sure if this will happen again.)
D. Gray-man is not mine. Obviously. Enjoy!
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Allen Walker was no idiot. He knew what was going on. The Black Order didn't have that many Exorcists to begin with, and they were constantly being sent out on missions. So why was one hanging around him, when she could be out collecting Innocence, or killing akuma? Simple. He was her mission.
But she wasn't an idiot either. She knew that he knew. She didn't try to hide anything. And Allen found this…refreshing.
Of course, he had been trained not to let anything slip. Lenalee knew that she would get nothing out of him, not even if the Order kept him hostage here for the rest of his life. Which, now that she thought about it, they probably would. If he didn't escape first. I hope that's not for a while. I like talking to him. Lenalee thought to herself.
Allen wasn't allowed to talk to most of the people in the Black Order. In fact, he never left his guarded room, and the only people allowed in there were Komui, Jerry, and Lenalee. The guards stood outside his door, and there was no window.
So for Lenalee, he was somewhat of a dumping ground. She could tell him practically anything, and he'd never be able to tell anyone else.
Why did she tell him these things? They were sitting in his room, as usual, and Lenalee had just finished telling him all about her brother's crazy inventions that never seemed to work. But despite the fact that these things had nothing to do with him, he found their conversations quite interesting. He'd never talked to someone so full of life. Everything she did, she did it with a smile on her face. Every time she moved, she did so with an air of confidence and grace. And despite appearances, she wasn't anywhere near innocent.
"Allen?"
"Yes Lenalee?"
"Do you have any family? Besides the Noah I mean?" Should he tell her? After all, it wasn't crucial information about the Earl's plans. And he had held it in for so long. Of course, the rest of the Noahs knew, but no one ever talked about it; at least, not in front of him. It was his turn to tell her something.
"I used to. I had a foster father." Lenalee was slightly shocked that he had relented to tell her, but she didn't show it. She just nodded for him to go on.
"His name was Mana Walker. I was abandoned when I was little, at a circus. You can guess the reason why," he said mournfully, holding up his left arm. "Mana found me and took me in. He raised me for years, as we travelled across the country, as performers. Then one day, he left. It was nothing new; sometimes he said he needed to make a trip by himself, and he'd leave for a few days. But he always came back. Until that night.
"He was gone for maybe two weeks, but I stayed where he'd left me, waiting for him to come back. But when he did…when he did he was dying. I couldn't see any wounds on him, but I knew he was going fast. He died in my arms."
"Do you miss him?" Lenalee asked him gently. He looked at her for a moment, and then slowly nodded.
"He was the closest thing I ever had to a father."
"How did you end up with the Earl?" He hesitated for a moment, but now that he had begun to talk, he couldn't seem to stop.
"It was right after Mana's funeral. I was sitting at his gravestone, when the Earl appeared. He offered to bring back Mana from the dead." Lenalee gasped. She knew what was coming next.
"Of course, I didn't know about akuma then, so I agreed. You know what happened next," he said, looking her straight in the eye. She nodded. Looking away again, he continued. "My Innocence activated, and I was forced to watch Mana die all over again. I blacked out, and the next thing I knew, I was in-"He cut off abruptly. "In a hotel," he finished lamely, though it was obviously a lie. Was it possible that he had almost let something slip? Was it a place only Noahs knew about?
But Lenalee stored these thoughts away to report to Komui later as Allen resumed his story. "At first, I tried to run away from the Earl. But eventually, he explained to me all about the akuma, why he was creating them. And I joined his cause."
Could she get more out of this? "Why was he creating them?" Lenalee asked softly, as if speaking to an easily frightened creature.
She shuddered as she saw an expression of ultimate happiness cross Allen's face. "He's creating them to help rid the world of evil." Well, she should have expected that. But her next question was far more important.
"Not just any human can join the Earl's side. Why you?" If possible, her voice got softer still.
Allen opened his mouth to answer, then shut it again, lightning fast. He turned to look at her, eyes widening in shock. Lenalee cursed to herself mentally. She had almost had him!
But she was shocked out of any coherent thought when Allen grabbed her shoulders.
"How did you do that?" He asked angrily, tightening his grip on her shoulders, though he was careful not to hurt her.
"Do what?" She sounded slightly shocked, confused by his reaction.
"How did you get me to talk that much?" Allen was confused and worried. It had started off with just telling her about Mana. Nothing crucial. Now here he was, about to spill the entire reason for his existence. How had she done it?
"I listened." He gaped at her, thinking he had misheard.
"What?"
"I listened. You've obviously never talked with anyone else about all of this stuff before. I listened, and you talked. Probably for the first time too, right?" The amazing part was, she was right. He had never talked to anyone else about any of this before. Hell, he'd never talked with anyone about anything before, besides battle plans and fighting strategies.
But most surprising of all, Allen found he liked having someone to talk too. And he liked that it was Lenalee.
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Lenalee was gone for the day. Allen was lying on his bed, staring at the celling.
"Let's go Allen," a familiar voice caused Allen to bolt straight up in bed. He calmed down when he saw who it was.
"Hello Road," he greeted the Noah, then allowed himself to fall back onto the bed.
"Allen?" The girl sounded confused. "Let's go," she said, motioning to the creepy door behind her. "The Earl is waiting for you."
"I'm going to stay for a while longer."
"…Pardon?"
Allen sat up again, sighing. "I'm staying for a while. I'm going to see if I can't still steal the Innocence."
"What? Allen, wouldn't it be easier to bust you out, then launch another attack?" But he was already shaking his head before she finished.
"No, it wouldn't. If we try again, they'll be expecting it. Besides, I think I can do it. They have an Exorcist see me every day, trying to get information out of me. If I pretend to give in, they'll trust me." He was careful not to mention it was a female Exorcist. He had a feeling Road wouldn't like that. "It's simple. I tell them false information; they let me have a bit more freedom. Once I'm allowed out of this room, I knock out whatever guards they have on me, get to Hevlaska, steal the Innocence, and get out. Plus, in the meantime, I can try and collect some information about the Order."
Road seemed to be weighing the options. Finally, she said, "Alright, I'll tell the Earl about this plan of yours. But if he doesn't like it, you're coming straight back with me."
"Agreed." Road turned on her heel and walked through the door, the portal she had created disappearing after her.
"Shit." Allen mumbled as he flopped back down on the bed. Why had he done that? Honestly, he had come up with that plan on the fly. Gathering information and trying to steal the Innocence wasn't the real reason he wanted to stay.
He smiled as Lenalee's image filled his head. He wasn't sure why, but she was the reason he wanted to stay. He supposed it was because she was the first person he had ever talked to. And he liked it.
Lavi watched as Lenalee came out of the hostage's room. Everyone at HQ knew about her mission. As a Bookman, it was his job to record history as it happened. And a human on the Noahs' side was definitely history material.
Lenalee seemed happy. This was nothing new; she was happy all the time. But at the moment, she was positively glowing. Lavi pulled back from around the corner, an uneasy feeling in his stomach. He'd seen that look before, and seeing it now on Lenalee was not a good sign.
Talking to Komui wouldn't help anything. He'd overreact and ruin the whole mission. None of the other Exorcists, including himself, were allowed anywhere near the hostage. Not even the Panda was allowed in.
Sighing, Lavi turned to go back to the library, knowing he had only one option. He would have to leave things be and see how they unfolded.
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I hope this one had a little more to it than chapter two.
Lavi wasn't originally part of the plan, but a reviewer of mine, LazyBigCat, reminded me that there were other Exorcists out there. Sorry if I didn't fit in BaKanda this chapter, LazyBigCat. I'll see if I can add him in next time.
Review please! If you have any constructive criticism, or any ideas for the story, I'd love to hear them!