Story : Friendly Kleptomania
Date : French version published the 11 of october 2019. English version published the 20 of October 2019 for my usual October Fanfic Month.
Fandom : D Gray Man, after the Thimothy arc but before the Alma arc..
Disclaimer : I don't own D Gray Man, which was created by Katsura Hoshino and I don't make any money with my fic.
Image cover : One of my drawing, you can find them on tumblr, ennael too!
Beta: SheerBoredom131 gave me a few advices :D
Résumé : Allen swears: it wasn't done on purpose. It had become a habit, a tic, he didn't master anything. But whatever Lavi might say, it wasn't so bad. Of course, Timothy ended up robbing Tyki Mikk, but frankly, what's a little Friendly Kleptomania?
A slow day, I asked Hezaia a prompt to work on my english (wich I translated to French after that.) She said "Kleptoman Allen, Team up with Thimothy and a bit of Tyki."
Which made this :
(For once, it didn't end up in angst...)
Enjoy your reading :D
Friendly Kleptomania
Allen swears: this was not done on purpose.
It had become a habit, a tic; he did not master anything. Though, whatever Lavi might say, it wasn't so bad. Of course, he tended to do it without thinking… But who did not?
...
Okay, bad question.
But he could swear it had never bothered him (since he had come to the Order at least... of course it mattered!) In fact, it could even be said that it had helped him many times. So, of course, as a gentleman, he just could not leave Timothy like that when he saw him try. His technique was awful, and they all would be in trouble if he was caught, right?
So Allen had taken him under his wing.
And he made him pick the pockets of Tyki Mikk.
Again, Allen would like to point out that it was not done on purpose.
It all began when Allen mechanically picked the pockets of a nobleman near him in the street. It took Allen exactly three seconds to snatch the man's wallet, empty it and put it back unnoticed by everyone.
Well… almost everyone.
Timothy, with big bright eyes, thought it was the coolest thing ever and had harassed the older exorcist tirelessly with his puppy eyes for Allen to teach him. Link had been against it. Lenalee and Lavi too.
Allen smiled pleasantly and didn't give a shit.
So, with his new minion ... sorry ... apprentice, Allen had ditched Link's company (it was an unfortunate mistake, there was akuma, you see, and one thing leading to another, they had unfortunately separated ... kof kof) and they had both left happily on the glorious way of thievery.
Allen had done everything right. He had shown Timothy his best techniques, had watered him with advice, tested him on his own and then, when Timothy looked pretty good (and it was starting to be urgent to go back home, he didn't want to have another disciplinary report.), he offered him a diploma test.
Timothy was all for it and Allen guided him down the main street to find a victi ... a test subject.
"You see the man in front of us, the tall one with the top hat and the cane ? All right, I want you to take his wallet from him." Allen whispered to his disciple. Timothy had nodded with the most serious face in the world, and began to follow his target. A few steps behind him, Allen followed him nonchalantly, ready to catch Timothy and make a run for it if the situation turned south.
It looked like a decent target. Maybe a little too young and fit for a first attempt, but Allen was there just in case, and at least he was sure Timothy would have available loot without stealing from those who really needed it.
This was his thought when, after a little stifling breath, Timothy drew his pace on that of the nobleman and, feather-light, slipped his hand, into the man's pocket. Admittedly, It was a pretty good try, but the man had incredible reflexes and caught the boy's hand even before Timothy could grab the wallet.
Allen was there in a second, his left hand on the wrist of the man who was still holding Timothy, his right hand on the boy's shoulder and the rest of his body ready to run the hell away from there. Until he met the eyes of the equally surprised noble, anyway.
"Boy?"
"Tyki?!"
They exclaimed at the same time, Timothy half terrified, half confused between them.
Tyki Mikk blinked, puzzled, before lowering his eyes to the little boy who tried to pickpocket him. Wasn't he the new exorcist? The one with possession powers? Why was he…? Oh!
"Don't tell me you're teaching him how to pickpocket, Boy, you know it's a nasty habit..." Tyki suddenly said worriedly as he released the tiniest exorcist.
"Excuse me?!", exclaimed Allen with an outraged tone while crossing his hands on his chest. Clearly, he felt targeted. "Like you've got a leg to stand on here, you conman! At least I steal from the rich, not the workers."
Tyki raised his hands in front of himself in a defensive gesture. "Hey, I'm a Noah, that's part of the job description!" he answered "You do not have that excuse, Mr. Exorcist, and beside, they decide to play knowingly and at least this way they have a chance to win."
"As if." Allen snorted as Timothy watched them one after the other, like at a tennis match. "You're a far too skilled cheater to give anyone a fair chance to win."
"Oh? Was that a compliment I just heard?" Tiky sang with a charming smile before hastily dodging an Innocence punch to the face. "When did you become so violent?" moaned the Noah, taking a step back for safety. "You were so... innocent, before.", he added with a smirk.
"Ha. Ha. Very funny." Allen scoffed, rolling his eyes. Unfortunately for him, the corners of his raised lips betrayed his thoughts.
"Allen..." Timothy called as he pulled on the older exorcist's jacket. "Is he really a Noah?" He asked doubtfully. "He does not look very..." He continued slowly before stopping, hesitating on the word to use.
"I see what you mean, but yes, I present you Sir Tyki Mikk, Noah of pleasure, stupid conman and a deadly bore… literally." Allen replied, patting Timothy's head.
However, Tyki's grin did not even flinch. Shrugging his shoulders with a peaceful smile, he shoved his hands into his pockets, losing all the sense of a noble that had previously emerged from him.
"Don't listen to him, he's happy to see me." He said.
"No, do not listen to him; every time I meet this guy, something terrible happens, so no, certainly not happy to see him."
It was Tyki's turn to roll his eyes. "He's exaggerating, it's not that bad, and anyway, whether I'm here or not, you always have terrible things happening to you.. You're cursed, Boy, and I have nothing to do with it." He said solemnly, and Allen snorted in disbelief. Then, Tiky quickly turns to Thimothy who jolted in surprise "More importantly, you're not that bad, you know, but you stayed much too long, you have to be faster. Also, if you stare your target as intensely as you do, they're going to notice you." Tyki explained to Timothy by waving his own purple wallet that Timothy had not even managed to touch.
"Did you ... are you giving me thief advice !?" Timothy asked, struggling to reconcile "mass murderer" and "Allen's friend" together.
"I have to, you won't get anywhere with him." Tyki Mikk replied, pointing Allen with his thumb. "Best thief I've ever seen, but he's not a very good teacher..." He added while putting his purple wallet in his chest pocket.
"Just because you didn't manage to learn this trick last time doesn't mean I'm-..." Allen started irritably before being cut by an edgy "WALKER !".
"Ah, seems to be my starting signal. It was a pleasure, gentlemen.", Quickly said Tyki before raising his hat towards them and continuing on his way without another word.
In two seconds, he had already disappeared through the crowd. Allen meanwhile sent one last annoyed look his way before looking towards the voice, his face wearing a perfectly innocent expression. "Link!" He called with a relieved sigh when the raven was in sight. "I'm so glad you find us! We have been looking everywhere for you!"
Link froze, puzzled, not expecting to be greeted with such joy. "I ... hm ..." he stammered, though Allen was already talking about something else while leading the man towards the station, far from where the Noah fled seconds ago. With the fluidity of the whole meeting, Timothy wondered if Tyki and Allen were crossing each other more often than what the Order knew … Especially when Timothy noticed a small wallet of a characteristic purple disappear into Allen's pocket as the white-haired boy winked at him over his shoulder.
Well, even if it was, Timothy did not know what the Noahs looked like; It wasn't his fault he didn't recognize one... right ?
Annnnd... that it ! I hope the English mistakes didn't prevent you to enjoy it ^^
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See yah for Shading The Black in five day !