Hey again faithful readers. It's me Wolf in Moonlight. I haven't been updating as frequently as I would have liked sorry bout that. Well after using Strippers and their base of operations as a hostage to obtain reviews it appears that no one really cares about them at all. How do I know this? Well that's because I fulfilled my threat and BLEW UP THE DAMN STRIP CLUB!! Of Course I kidnapped all the strippers first. Didn't want to kill em.

"Brown eyes!!! Where you been!"

(Ignores voice)Again shame on you people. SHAME! Strippers are people too. Naked people....who need your money....after all they have so little clothing to start with anyway.

"Awww don't ignore us Brown Eyes." (two scantily clad girls appear next to Wolf)

*Sigh Which leads me to this. Apparently after destroying their place of work and source of income many of the ladies were quite upset with me. I have no problem with that well sort of. However it seems that a few seem to find the concept of being kidnapped, tied up, controlled, and then blowing stuff up to be a turn on. These girls have more than just daddy issues it seems. (is slapped hard outside the back of the head by one of said girls. Hits the ground face first)

"HEY! Don't talk bad about us!! You owe us after all Brown Eyes. What are we supposed to do about money now smart guy."

(Gets up from the ground rubbing his head) Don't Call Me That!! *Sigh now I have two shadows following me everywhere. Eating me out of house and home. Sucking up my resources, making me look bad and drawing unwanted attention. Normally I'd think having two girls around like this would be cool. I was wrong. Life lesson I just learned.

"Can We go already Brown Eyes this is boring."

ARRGGHHH I am trying to explain why my threats didn't work and the situation I am now in. Nobody cares that I blew up that damn club.

"That probably means that your primary demographic of readers are female. You should probably adjust your threats to something that would affect them."

.....????!!!!! My God! That is actually extremely observant and intuitive of you. That's really genius. But how come if you two are so smart you were working there?

"It's high pay for little work."

"Plus you need as much income with as little work as possible to free your time so you can study and pass your college exams. College doesn't pay for itself."

.....That is true.....I have misjudged you both. I have newfound respect for you. We need to talk. (looks at readers) It seems I might have found some help in my violent quest for reviews. I need to talk with these two so for now enjoy the story.

~Wolf

Disclaimer: I do not own D Gray-Man and I apologize if the above offends anyone. Please don't take it seriously. It's only a joke and is intended to entertain.

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After a brisk shower and taking care of the other hygiene necessities, Allen was now changed into clean exorcist robes. While he had been brushing his teeth the taunting grin of that shadow loomed in the mirror. The shadow of the 14th. Standing their taunting him still. Why did it look so sad in that dream last night? Nothing made sense. Allen wanted to smash the mirror with his fist right there and now. He was so lost and confused, that was how he justified meeting with Road tonight.

The entire morning he had been distracted with the thoughts of what he was going to meet tonight. Doubt and guilt plagued his heart and his soul felt heavy. It was now Lunchtime and Allen was carrying a tray of only half of what he usually ate (this was still a mountain of food). Lenalee and Lavi had moved to sit next to him.

Lavi had discussed relatively little with Lenalee earlier that morning. All he had said to her was that he was concerned about Allen. That was it. He was hoping she would help with whatever was bothering him. Lavi's suspicions seemed to be well founded in both his eyes and Lenalee's after not only last night but the fact Allen hadn't chosen to sit with them. They had to take it upon themselves to make their way over to him. The small amount of food Allen had compared to what he usually ate was another indicator which worried Lavi as much as what Allen had said last night.

After a shared glance between the two that spoke of their shared concern for the white haired exorcist Lenalee was the first to speak. "Allen how are you feeling Today? We didn't see you earlier at breakfast. That's not like you."

"Yeah Allen! Jerry had all your usual favorites already made. He was heartbroken to find you weren't here and not because you were on a mission. He thought you had found another place to eat at. You know. Some other chief to replace Jerry."

Allen had wondered why Jerry was so relieved and happy to see him. Allen had been excited when Jerry had offered double portions then Allen usually received (It's inconceivable how much that is so I won't even get started). Allen however had not been very hungry lately, he had other more concerning matters on his mind and it seemed to have affected his appetite. Thus he had to decline Jerry's offer. Jerry had seemed crushed upon hearing this, like a wife who was desperately trying to convince herself that spouse wasn't cheating despite overwhelming evidence. Allen could have sworn he had seen tears in his eyes but thought that ridiculous. Even now Allen could swear he heard a low sobbing coming from the kitchen.

"I am so sorry all that food had to go to waste. I apologize but I wasn't feeling my usual energy or appetite this morning. It seems to have returned somewhat."

Lenalee pushed the matter slightly. "So there's nothing wrong with you then is there?"

"No, no." Allen waved his hands slightly dismissively. Using his smile to try to put any question to the contrary to rest. "I am sure I am not ill or anything I just am not feeling my usual energy. I assume I am just working to hard is all. I have been under quite a bit of stress lately what with the missions, recruiting Timothy, master dying and all that. My body must just be coming down from all the tension from all that. I'll be fine I assure you. I just need some time to relax." All of this was a lie of course. Just an excuse to cover up the inner conflict and conerns Allen was dealing with. He didn't want to get anyone involved in this. They couldn't really help him. All they would do was worry needlessly. Allen had to keep the lie that he was fine alive. Otherwise it would damage the morale of his friends. They were already suffering as it is with all the recent events. Not to mention Krory still being debilitated and non responsive.

Both Lenalee and Lavi found it worrisome how casually Allen refered to General Cross' death. It was considered a taboo topic that immediately brought Allen down. Yet here he was mentioning it as if it was some everyday thing. He didn't seem to be bothered in the slightest anymore.

"So Allen would you like to do something later with Lavi and me? You said you needed some down time and we haven't had much time together as a group."

Shaking his head apologetically. "Sorry Lenalee but I can't. I have a prior engagement I must attend to. I have to meet someone later tonight so I'm afraid I can't."

Lenalee immediately got on his case. "Allen you are being too polite again! Remember what we talked about before. You need to stop being so formal around us. You are having a relapse."

Lavi however had that smile on his face that Allen knew meant trouble for him. "What kiiiind of engagement Allen hmmm....????"

"Oh well that's personal Lavi. I can't really talk about that."

"Personal huh! Well that sounds an awful lot like your meeting with a girl or something. That kind of personal?" Lavi spoke as raised his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

Allen didn't even consider Lavi's words instead immediately dismissed them. "Of course not." Despite this Allen did sport a sudden redness at Lavi's words that this redhead had not failed to notice.

Lavi stood up and pulled Allen up next to him and spoke in a low voice so Lenalee couldn't hear them. With that patented trouble-making Lavi Grin, "Looks to me like your face says different. You know Allen if you need any advice on the ladies you can always come to me ya know. I am like your big brother you know and well....that's what big brothers are for."

Allen with a troubled frown adorning his features, "Lavi you are only a year older than me and you don't know anything about woman. Besides I had General Cross as my seisou for years. I don't need any lessons on how to be a lecherous lady killer."

Lavi smile was crushed at the words but immediately returned and grew even bigger than before. Allen had fallen right in his trap. "So then it IS a date or something involving a girl?"

Before Allen could come up with something good fortune smiled upon him and Lenalee interuptted the two. "Allen you aren't really meeting some kind of girl are you?" The worry she tried to hide was evident and Allen's resolve to mask his intentions was momentarily broken for a second. He took her hand in his and put his other over it in a comforting manner.

"It's really nothing like that. I assure you Lenalee."

And that was really the truth, at least the truth Allen believed. He hadn't even paused to consider such a thing. As far as he was concerned it was nothing like Lavi and Lenalee thought.

Lavi wasn't done with his fun and wanted to meddle some more. It seemed to bring Allen out of his funk. "Soooo.....if it's not a date or anything then who is it you are meeting with?"

Allen couldn't reveal that. He didn't like lying. Luckily it seemed as if lady luck was smiling down on him or had the hots for him because for the second time today he was saved from a compromising situation.

Kanda had run into the room clad in a nightgown and proceeded to jump onto a table in the center of the cafeteria, gathering everyones attention in the process.

Allen really didn't need to think to hard to figure out what was going on. One word really summed it up. Timothy. He's doing it again.

Allen wasn't the only one thinking that because Lavi immediately had a massive smile on his face and already the beginning so laughter had surfaced. Even Lenalee had put a hand to her mouth to stifle the small giggles at what she figured was coming.

Kanda (who was obviously possessed by Timothy) began to shout to draw all attention to himself that wasn't already there. "I TRANNY KANDY ASS YU cannot sleep in that room of mine anymore until someone goes and kills all the bogeymen sleeping under my bed."

At this point Kanda began to wave a girl's doll around above his head in a frantic display of hysteria. "Secondly I am tired of all the guys here eying me up. It makes me feel all vulnerable at night and I curl up and cry myself to sleep. No means NO!! The sexual harassment must end!!"

Lavi only took a break in his laughter to turn to ask, "Hey Allen where the ha hahhaaa... ha where'd you think Tim got heh hehehe got that doll from......Allen.....Allen!!???"

Allen was nowhere in sight. He had disappeared in all the distraction Timothy as Kanda had caused.

As Allen had been making his escape he had pondered his good fortune for the day. If he had good luck like this all the time he wouldn't need his legendary poker cheating skills. But thinking about everything else that was going on in his life he figured his luck wasn't that great at all.

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Usually when people sleep they look at peace. This was not what Allen saw as he looked upon the unconscious figure of Alystar Krory. Allen sat in a seat bent over with his elbows on his knees supporting himself. He looked tired and distraught hunched over like that.

Peace was not what Allen saw as he sat there watching Krory. No, what he saw on Krory's face was the same thing he saw when he looked in the mirror. Inner turmoil. Despair. Loss. Grief.

Allen could tell after what he had seen last night. Krory was suffer in a similar manner to himself. It was no wonder he had yet to wake up. Why would he want to? He is in such a better place right now. Not having to think, to feel, to be burdened with the memory of those you have lost. Of how completely alone you have been your entire life. The only voice you ever heard was that of your own echoing in an empty castle. Yes, Krory would be better off dead.

Why is he still here? Being in a death-like state yet still alive. Why? The answer was obvious to Allen after what he had witnessed last night in his dream. Krory would have died that day in the ark, had it not been for a visit from Eliade. She had reminded him of his obligations and had strengthened his ties which bound him to this world.

He was bound to this world by his desire to help the only companions he had ever known. Allen, Lavi, Lenalee, all the others. He was bound here by his desire to help them. He was bound here by a purpose, to free the souls of all akuma in order to justify the death of the woman he loved who he had killed. In many aspects Allen realized that he and Krory were very alike. Krory wanted to die, to end it all. It was obvious all the way back to when Eliade had first died. Even then Krory had desired suicide.

He was dead inside just as Allen was and still is. No longer living for himself but living for his obligation to others. To Eliade. To his comrades whom he loved and cared about. It was no wonder he hadn't woken up. Inside he wanted death but he still wanted to fulfill those obligations. This is how his body answered these desires, by bringing him as close to death without quite being dead. Unconsciousness. This way one day he would be able to continue with those obligations if he so chose. Being dead didn't give you that choice.

So this was the next best thing. His body apparently knew that. That he didn't want to wake up.

All this Allen realized as he looked at The sleeping man's face which matched his own so well. "Even in sleep you cannot escape the pain completely can you Krory. To save the souls of those who are suffering....that was my goal.....as an exorcist. It was all so pointless when you are suffering just as much. What about your soul Krory? Who saves the souls of the living?"

He waited there as if expecting an answering from the slumbering form of his friend, knowing that there would be none. Not even if he were awake.

Allen took a deep breath and brushed Krory's hair away from his face. With the same hand he then placed on the side of Krory's face in a manner of affection, taking his time. With another deep breath Allen removed the hand and placed it atop Krory's and then spoke.

"Krory.....I...I don't know if you can hear me or not....But if you can I want you to know....I'm sorry. If you do wake up one day please seek me out. But if you choose not to....at least...please forgive me...I pray that you do not wake up though. You are better off that way."

Allen wasn't sure why he said this. He didn't really know what he meant but felt it needed to be said as if his mind refused to allow him to consciously comprehend what he was truly thinking. He quickly shook such thoughts from his mind. He looked at Krory one last time. As if it would be the last time he would ever see his friend who was so much like himself. He found it funny that he had grown closer to Krory when he had been asleep rather than awake. Funny....and sad.

Leaving Krory's bedside he had one last person he had to see before leaving the infirmary. Link who was also in a state of unconsciousness for an undetermined amount of time. Allen bowed low before the man, "I do not know for sure but....I belive you to be a good man. It takes great courage to stand against akuma for one who is not an exorcist. You are a brave man and I am sure a good one."

With that said Walker left the infirmary and headed for his room. He had an hour and a half until he he had to meet Road. He began to get ready, remembering she said to dress up. Allen assumed it was because the moonlit eatery was a high class establishment and formal wear was expected. Wearing anything else would be at odds with his surroundings and he would stick out like a sore thumb to be cliché.

Luckily Allen's master had been General Cross and as such Allen had numerous fine suits in his wardrobe at his disposal. Afterall being General Cross' apprentice he had to be up to dress for the places and the ladies Cross met with. "I won't let myself be seen with such filth," Cross had once and often said. Thus Allen always had a fine suit ready so he could be within Cross' company when he frequented such places and people. Allen had a suit in his current size before Cross passed away just in case Cross burst in on him and dragged him along to some place where formal-wear was expected. It might be a long-shot but such a thing was not out of character for General Cross. And if Allen didn't have one ready ohhhhhh!!! Allen shuddered at the thought. The words "BAKA APPRENTICE!" flashed through his mind as he Allen took said suit out of his wardrobe. He was glad he had it right now.

It was of course high quality (Would Cross accept anything less?). A black suit with matching pants and a white vest (think the outfit Allen wears in one of the intro or endings of the anime) Allen looked in his mirror as he buttoned up the black blazer in a proper manner. Having the forethought that his arm and scarred eye would draw unnecessary attention and put on white gloves to hide his hand made of innocence. He could do nothing about his maimed eye unfortunately.

His attire clean and pressed he looked himself over in an appraising manner. He found he looked.....acceptable. Looking at the clock he saw that he could take his time on his walk to the his place of meeting. On his way out the door Allen spotted the umbrella Road had left him to the side of the door. He took that along with him so he could return it to her. He looked over to Timcampy and called him over. "Let's go Timcampy."

Allen hadn't been showing Timcampy the amount of attention and the golumn seemed to show it. Allen decided to correct this by taking him along.

Lady luck had a sick sense of humor as Allen had the bad fortune to run into Lavi and Lenalee on his way out of the Black Order.

Lavi of course took note of his appearance. "OH!! What have we here!?? Allen all dressed up? But of course this isn't for some girl or something of course right Allen. But I gotta wonder why you look so good hmm....??"

"Lavi where I am going I need to have this level of formal wear on. Nothing else."

"Hmm...really well where are you going then?? It wouldn't happen to be someplace fancy to eat would it? Because then of course it would be a -oufff-"

Lavi didn't get to finish as he was briskly shoved aside by Lenalee. Lavi found himself falling down quite a bit of stairs. Lenalee was unconcerned though, he'd be fine she was sure. "Allen I believe you when you say this isn't...a date...or something like that...but I would like to know...who are you meeting. I can't help but be curious you know...looking the way you do."

Lady luck seemed to be having 'her time of the month' because Allen was having some really strange luck lately, good, bad, all over the place. As Timothy ran passed with Kanda in murderous frenzy chasing after him brandishing Mugan. "CRY. BABY. MUST. DIE."

"Lenalee!!! Don't let the tranny kill me!!!" Timothy jumped into Lenalee's arms holding her tight in a desperate act of seeking sanctuary.

Allen prefered not to lie to Lenalee and so he took this opportunity to make his escape. Saying nothing was not lying after all. With his usual warm reassuring smile, "Sorry Lenalee but I don't want to be late and I don't have the time to get involved in the middle of this so I will talk with you later all right?"

Before Lenalee could give her response Allen was already on his way. Lenalee called after him, "Allen one last thing. Jerry was hurt to find out you were having dinner someplace else. You'll need to talk to him later...he's...kind of having a nervous breakdown"

Flashback

"Allen is eating someplace else!! Oh GAWD!! Sob tears. I knew it. My cooking isn't good enough for him anymore is it!? *sniff. He's cheating on me. OH GOD!!" Jerry runs off to the back of the kitchen and loud sobbing mixed with the clatter of cooking wear is heard along with mutterings of 'cake will make it all better cake will make it all better.' Jerry's tears were falling into the cake batter that he was stirring as these words were muttered. Lenalee was still standing in front of the counter very puzzled at what had just happened after she had delivered the news to him.

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Turning his head in acknowledgment but not breaking his pace, Allen shouted back, "I'll be sure to do that. If you see Jerry before me let him know it's nothing like that."

Allen turned forward and now had a very troubled look on his face. Jerry....what the heck...weird. I hope he'll be alright.

Lenalee watched Allen's back as he left before she was forced to deal with immediate matters of Kanda's attempted murder of Timothy. The conversation that followed had very few sentences that didn't have the word tranny in it.

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Wow Kanda seems to be getting bashed an awful lot lately. I don't intentionally do it because I don't like character bashing...usually. Anyway not trying to bash Kanda...sorry bout that.

On to better matters though. It seems "Lollipop" and "Suger n' Sweet" whom you both met earlier (yes these are there names. Yeah I know. WAAAAY more than daddy issues goin on. But they are smart so screw it.)

Both girls wave

Yeah well we've been talking and they have made some really brilliant points about my threats not being efficient. It seems it's because I am not choosing the right targets so with their help I have come up with one that should work.

Lollipop: "He's gonna blow up gay stuff."

Yes I am gonna blow up NO!!! I am not blowin up "gay stuff."Because no one cared about the strip club or strippers we have come to the conclusion that my primary demographic consist of females. Female manga/anime fans tend to enjoy yaoi. Thus I am going to destroy all Yaoi fanfiction unless I get reviews. I don't have any issues with anybodies sexual orientation or anything. I am a businessman....a businessman with bombs and guns. This is just extortion, nothing personal.

Sugar n' Sweet: "That makes it okay?"

Pretty much. Anyway as such if I don't get reviews I will destroy all Yaoi fanfiction, especially D GRAY MAN yaoi fanfiction. That means no more Allen x Lavi x Kanda x Tyki x Cross group orgies all in a pile. No I'm gonna come in there with a shovel and bash them all to death....and I'm real good with a shovel (gotta be if I'm gonna bury the number of bodies I have). The smell of blood, death, seman, and bu$%-sex will litter the walls of your fanfiction and be all that is left of your yaoi unless you REVIEW PLEASE. Oh and special thanks to Book Thief101, coolgirl200, obsessedlove, and Junoan for being the ones who have repeatedly reviewed. This is thanks for being loyal readers/fans. And as thanks make some requests guys and I'll see if I can make them happen any kind of threats or acts of violence you want done just ask.

~Wolf