Hello dears!

This is the final chapter for Heart of Innocent Sins, Wrath!

The idea at the basis was how Tyki might be dangerous when angry, but Allen was even more dangerous. And then I recalled the convo I had with my best friend yesterday about the Anger theme in Heart in Grief when I mentionned it was almost a lack of anger in Heart in Grief, and they told me, "Well Apo could always show and they can get protective mad"

So yes, there's a little battle in this chapter, though not a big or long one. One injury, and one KOed Apo, but nothing too descriptive.
And just so you know, this is also open ending, meaning when you reach the end, they basically are back to travelling (and safely)!

Thank you for having read, and I hope you enjoy pissed off Allen and protective TykiAllen~!

Wrath

It was no secret that Tyki was protective, that his anger could be dangerous. It had been rare for the man to truly feel and show extreme anger, but Allen had glimpsed it, when the looks send their way was less than positive, whenever something saddened or pained Allen.

He had seen it even more when for the first time since travelling with Tyki, Apocryphos entered Allen's senses. The sentient Innocence realized right away that he had finally found Allen again, the dark relief sickening Allen, betraying how frustrated Apocryphos had been.

What made him gasp though, paling and stumbling on his feet, was the heavy focus, the dark intent, to track down Allen this instant, full of feelings of a promise that Allen would not escape. His heart seemed to want to beat out of his chest, and vaguely he heard Tyki's concerned voice.

"Apocryphos." Allen managed to let out, strained and unknown to him, terrified.

He did not see Tyki's widened eyes, the shock. But he felt the sudden anger radiating off the man, and unexpectedly, Allen felt… reassured. His silver eyes focused, gaze moving to find Tyki's, and his breath hitched as the furious protectiveness in Tyki's gaze.

"I will not let him take you, Allen." Tyki promised, voice low and dark.

It only strenghtened the sense of comfort, of security; confusing Apocryphos from what the young man felt. Allen internally chuckled. I am not afraid anymore, because I know I am protected.

"It would be best if we evade him." Allen quietly voice. "I'd rather not be in his presence, if I can avoid it."

Tyki nodded, and taking Allen's left hand with his, there were quick to move again, faster. They quickly planned, the Arks soon taken out of the possible solutions as Tyki would need to contact the Earl, and Allen did not want to use the white one unless absolutely necessary. Actually running was out of the question for now, as not only was Crown bothered by Apocryphos' presence, the last meal they had was a few hours ago.

It would do no good to risk being tired if Apocryphos caught up to them. This left them with rushing to the nearest town to grab food they could eat quickly, and if lucky some method to travel faster. Or at least directions.

However, when feathers started to sprout from Allen's left arm, Tyki making a pained sound and forced to let go of Allen's hand, they knew Apocryphos had been faster and closer than they had thought. Tyki immediately moved to Allen's right side, half hugging him close, as Allen had to stay put to help Crown resist.

A hiss sounded, and both men turned quickly, not much surprised to see Apocryphos. The sentient Innocence had already gotten into his true form, glaring toward Tyki. A low growl sounded from the Noah, who stepped in front of Allen protectively.

"You will not touch him." Tyki thteatened, vines starting to form around his arms, from his back.

Apocryphos regarded Tyki, face guarded with trace of anger, but something in the Innocence's gaze made the Noah's instincts alert.

"Tyki-!"

Allen's warning was just fast enough for Tyki to move to the side, avoiding the worst of the damages. Because from Allen's arm had come a grosteque, sharp half cape that tried to impale him, instead slashing at his arm. However, the wound send hot pain in Tyki's body, and he realized that it was puryfying energy.

He had avoided the worst of it, but his body felt heavy, pained; he fell to his knees, trying to urge his Dark Matter to destroy faster what the blow had sent into him.

Allen's wide eyes were on him after all, and Allen's expression was too blank for Tyki's liking. "Run, Allen." The Noah whispered, trying to give a reassuring smile.

He knew Apocryphos forced Crown Clown to attack, and Tyki knew Allen would suffer from it. But right now, he needed Allen safe, and he could see Apocryphos advance. "I will be fine." Tyki added, more urgent, but still a promise.

And then, a wave of pure, utter wrath weighted on Tyki's senses. Apocryphos froze to a stop, tense, almost uncertain.

Allen's expression had barely changed, the blankness gone into a perfect mask, emotionless. But when his silver eyes landed on Apocryphos, the being actually shuddered, taking a step back.

Cold eyes regarded Apocryphos with fury, and Apocryphos took another step back as Crown Clown retreated from the deformed state to become the usual coat, silver mask resting on Allen's collarbone.

"You killed my master, and you try to kill my lover?" Allen's voice was deceptively calm, collected and quiet, yet carrying easily. "You try to make me kill him?"

Apocryphos felt himself unable to do anything but shudder, muscles tensing even more. This anger, this feeling piercing into his core…

Allen had moved before any of them realized. His clawed hand wrapped around Apocryphos' throat, picking him off the ground, squeezing. He looked up at him, not bothered by the hands that tried to claw at his left arm.

He watched for a few seconds the near panic as Apocryphos realized that no matter what he did, Crown Clown only obeyed Allen.

And then, Allen snarled. In one swift movement, he smashed Apocryphos into the ground, the earth cracking under his body as the being cried out. Numerous Crown's belt sprouted from his whole arm, going up, sharpening at the end before bending and coming down to impale all through Apocryphos' body.

There was a beat, Tyki staring with wide eyes, and then blinking as Allen retreated the belts. He realized that the sentient Innocence must have passed out, and his golden eyes followed Allen as the young man walked back to him, jaws tense but furious expression softening in concern.

"I can't kill him, or I could Fall; Crown warned me." He admitted softly, kneeling in front of Tyki. His right hand lifted to cup Tyki's cheek, but halfway, it paused, hesitation in Allen's eyes.

Tyki growled, and the hand of his unharmed arm moved to grab the back of Allen's head, pulling him forward so he could press their lips together, nipping at Allen's lower lip. The kiss softened as Allen's hand touched his cheek, both sighing into the kiss.

They had to part as Timcanpy flapped his wings against their face, making grumble noises. Tyki had squeaked, and now he glared at the golem, while Allen chuckled.

"Yes, yes, I get it, we need to move." His eyes settled on Tyki's again. "You are good to move?"

Tyki nodded, standing up. His gaze drifted toward Apocryphos, eyes darkening, but Allen sighed, and shook his head as Tyki gazed back at him.

"Let's just move."

Tyki gazed back for a moment, and then, he smiled. "Alright, Shonen."

Without a look for the unconscious being, they both left, Allen stubborn in his wish to carry a bit of Tyki's weight. It didn't matter if the Noah would soon be better, Allen knew the blow had hurt, especially the purifying part; and Allen felt glad that at least he had been able to keep enough of a grasp that he didn't allow Crown's true purifying powers to slip into Tyki.

The anger that had been in his heart flared again, but then guilt mixed with it. And then the guilt crashed fully into him, and he had to blink as tears formed. But Tyki noticed, of course he did, he might have been waiting for it even, the way his eyes had been on Allen.

His hand came to brush off the stray tears that did fall, and while Allen was unwilling for them to stop walking, he gazed at Tyki, allowing their pace to slow for a bit.

"Apocryphos did this, not you." Tyki mumured, and then, he smiled. "And hey, I got something great out of this."

Allen gave a quizzical look. Tyki grinned.

"You are really hot when angry, did you know?"

"Tyki!"

Allen swatted at Tyki's chest, blushing, but he could not prevent the little smile at Tyki's warm laughters.

Nor could he prevent the deepening of the redness and Tyki leaned close, whispering into his ear,

"And don't think I did not hear you call me your lover. I can't wait for us to be alone and safe, meu amor."

End of Wrath chapter

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