A/N: I was supposed to update hours ago, but I decided to sleep away the day.(x Hehe, sorry about that. And of course, thank you to Storm VII, Lena-luvs-cats, and Takei Daloui for dropping a review!^-^
By the way, this next scene takes place during the same time that Allen is meeting Timothy. Enjoy!(:
Disclaimer: *sigh* No. No. And No!
Chapter 4
Time Frame — Afternoon of January 8th, 1896
—3rd Person POV—
~Lenalee~
"You know, you could all try being a little nicer," the Chinese girl huffed, walking beside the rest of her comrades as they attempted to stick to their group, dodging the numerous townspeople that bustled about. Their training time with General Klaud had just ended, and they'd decided to take a little trip into town, most likely headed for the ice cream shop they regularly frequented.
"Are you kidding me? He looked like a freak!" Daisya callously snorted from the other side, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets, eyes roaming over the shops they passed by.
"What did he look like?" Mei-Ling curiously piped up from beside her, and Lenalee then recalled that the thirteen-year old girl hadn't been there when the boy Allen had finally taken off his hood. Mei-Ling rarely attended training with them, as her Innocence wasn't a combat-type, so she usually worked on improving her visions with tutors from the Science Division.
Lenalee's cheeks glowed red as she admitted, "He was absolutely adorable! And so unique! His hair was white!"
Mei-Ling's awed expression quickly disappeared at Kanda's scoff. "Didn't you see the scar? Little brat's cursed!"
"And? I don't see how that's a problem for us," Alma shrugged with a shake of his head, before turning to Daisya with a small sneer on his face, "And you're not one to talk Daisya, with your stupid clown makeup tattoos."
"But let's get to the root of the problem," Lavi finally butted in with a smirk. "He's a Walker! That's gotta mean something! But what? If anything, being Neah Walker's son would make the most sense, considering the age gap. Mana Walker was killed 35 years ago, so paternal relations to him wouldn't make any sense whatsoever. What do you guys think?"
"Truthfully?" Daisya remarked, his expression unimpressed, "I call bullshit. If Neah Walker really had a son, why the hell would he send him here, if we're already supposed to have some sort of alliance? I think the kid's trying pull one over on us. Plus, they look nothing alike!"
"It could just be a coincidence in any case," Lenalee carefully added, fingers nervously fiddling with her sleeves. "I doubt Neah Walker is the only person on this earth who has that surname. He doesn't own it. So why assume anyone by the name of Walker has to automatically be related to him?"
"Maybe," Lavi admitted, nodding his head in thought, "But it's not that common of a name either. So why is it that one of the few people by the name Walker, came here out of all places."
Surprisingly, it was Kanda, out of all of them, who defended Allen. "I don't like the punk," the Asian teen shrugged, "But he's an Exorcist. I don't see why the hell we need to assume anymore than that. Since when have Innocence and Dark Matter ever been compatible? At this point, I doubt the brat has a choice."
Feeling a little more confident, Lenalee added, "That's right! So try to make him feel a bit more welcomed! Making him an outcast could have all sorts of negative effects on him, and we shouldn't be trying to chase him away! Right, everyone?"
A couple of them grumbled in agreement, but it was good enough for Lenalee.
Time Frame — Noon of January 9th, 1896
~Allen~
Allen wasn't sure what had changed between his first and second day at the academy. But suddenly, the other Exorcists didn't seem as wary of him as they had before. Some of them had even smiled and introduced themselves! For one who had never had any friends of his own other than Timcanpy (did that even count?), Allen was unsure as to how to react. So he simply returned their smiles cautiously and repeatedly introduced himself, even if he knew that they knew his name. It was the polite thing to do, after all. But it was nice to be able to relax and not have to hide beneath his hood all the time. Though he was still careful about answering questions that were a bit too inquisitive.
And it was during the lunch break of that second day in which he decided to take a bathroom break—mostly to dodge yet another round of questions from the others. And it was on his lost wanderings through the halls of the main building that he accidentally ran into a science student—if the lab coat was anything to go by.
"Ah, sorry, I was a lost and wasn't watching where I was going," Allen apologized sheepishly and held his hand out to help up the small girl.
"It's alright!" she exclaimed, perky attitude shining through as she took his hand, but jumped to her feet of her own accord, small spikes of hair flopping comically. "And you are?"
Though he felt a bit apprehensive of having to introduce himself yet again, Allen smiled at her tentatively and replied, "I'm Allen Walker."
Surprisingly, her grin just widened all the more as she exclaimed, "Nice to meet you! My name is Road. Road Kamelot!"
A/N: Now, wait a minute! Wasn't it said that Neah had killed all of the Noah Clan 35 years ago? Hehe, I guess there must've been an exception that no one else knew about~.(;
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