Ok, so, I just wanted to give a major thank you to my readers. I wasn't going to continue this story, but you guys convinced me! So I present: Chapter 8! You guys know the drill: Bold is Allen, regular is Lenalee, underlined is Lavi and/or Kanda, and italics are Road. Enjoy!

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That was when the side effects kicked in.

It was worse than Allen remembered, a million times worse. He was positive that there was a knife being thrust through his heart, and through his legs, arms, and brain. Then came the fire. It went from the tip of his toes to the top of his head, wave after wave of burning agony. Then a bone-numbing coldness. At first, it was a relief from the fire, but it quickly turned to pain just as intense.

It went on for hours, alternating between the knives, the fire, and the ice, and sometimes a combination of the three. And, just like the last time, there was no one there to help him through it.

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The pain finally died down, but it left Allen so tired and weak, he wouldn't have been able to fight a mouse. So he just laid there on the bed, waiting for his strength to come back to him. He fell asleep countless times, but always woke up a moment later in a cold sweat. It was torture.

"Allen," came the call. For a moment, he thought that it was part of the torture, a horrible hallucination. But he felt someone sit on the end of his bed, and knew that she was there. Road. "Allen," she cooed again. Her voice was like a poisonous snake, fangs hovering directly above his neck.

He forced himself to sit up, and his body ached in protest. But he managed to hide a grimace behind his poker face. "What do you want Road?" He had a pretty good idea of why she was here already. It all made sense now: her showing up in a happy mood, and Lenalee being attacked simultaneously. Road had been the one ordering the attack.

That was all the motivation Allen needed. Just as he was about to sit up the rest of the way and confront Road, she pushed him back down and crashed her lips onto his. He was so shocked that he didn't do anything for a moment. But when reality finally registered, rage filled him. She bit his lip and tried to move her hands lower, but he grabbed them and pushed them away. He sat up, but she stayed on him, her legs straddling his torso. He grabbed her rather forcefully around the waist and threw her off. She landed on the floor with a solid thunk, but he wasn't sorry about it. It was rather satisfying, actually.

She stared up at him in shock. Faster than lightning, she jumped up and slapped him, so fast that the only thing he registered was the sharp sting on his face. He swung his head to look at her. It was his turn to be shocked; Road had tears in her eyes, something he thought he would never see. They stared at each other for a moment, and then Road turned on her heel and was gone, disappearing through one of her doors.

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Tears running down her cheeks, Road swept through the halls of the Manor, heading towards the Earl's study. When she finally reached the huge, black doors, she paused a moment to wipe the tears away and collect herself, and then pushed the doors open and strode in.

"Road, my dear child," The Earl crooned. His massive form was reclining in an armchair, Lero leaning against the arm. "What can I do for you?"

"Lord Millennium," she said, dipping into a perfect curtsey. When she raised her head, her eyes were lit with an insane fire and her mouth was contorted into something that resembled a snake's smile. "I do believe it is time to retrieve our dear Prodigy."

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"Komui! Jerry! Anyone?! I need to talk to someone! Open the door! Heeeeeeeeeeeey!" He'd been yelling at the top of his lungs for at least ten minutes now, shouting the only two names besides Lenalee's he knew, but nobody answered. "Damn it!" He slammed on the door one more time, but nothing happened.

Allen had rejected the idea of creating another doorway; he was too weak from the first time. And the Order had evidently put heavier locks on his windows and door; he couldn't crack them like he could the first set.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid." Allen rubbed his face as he paced back and forth across the room. He never should have done that. Road disgusted him, but he should have let her kiss him, if only to avoid the trouble to come. She would convince the Earl to 'rescue' him now. She wouldn't let this pass. And he would be stuck in the Mansion with her for God knows how long.

But that wasn't the worst of it. Road had ordered the attack on Lenalee for a reason. And the only reason he could think of…Allen wasn't quite sure what was happening between him and Lenalee, but Road must have assumed the worst. Road wouldn't stop at getting him to herself. She was too greedy for that. Road wanted revenge.

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"What do you think he wants?" Lavi murmured to Kanda.

"Don't know. But it must be important; he's been banging on that door for a good ten minutes now."

"Do you think he just wants to escape?"

Kanda snorted. "Yeah right. Lavi, he was in Paris, and we didn't even know it. He can escape whenever he wants to."

"So…he needs to tell us something?"

Kanda slapped the redhead on the back. "Give the bunny a prize." Lavi scowled, but chose not to respond. Without another word, he walked up to the door and threw it open.

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The door slammed open. Immediately, his poker face went up. It was the redhead and the Japanese, the two Exorcists that escorted him back to his room.

"Allen, right?" The redhead smiled, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. He wasn't sure what to make of Allen, not yet. "What's all the ruckus about, huh beansprout?" Allen allowed some annoyance to show on his face because of the nickname.

"I need to speak to Komui. There's going to be an attack on the Black Order."