i'm not against allena. i just... think that they don't really have the time to think about it.
i have no idea how monja taste like or what's its scent. isn't it fermented bean or something like that? (fermented pastry? fermented noodles? i'm almost sure it's something fermented.)
in heaven's name, the 10th one's beginning was hard to write, because i had no idea for allen's "job." so i just got inspiration from Cross' awesome ideas that are debts. (i know that Cross didn't create debts, but hey, you understand what i mean, right?)
i brought a f-cking guide book for ao no exorcist for this fic. this is the first time in my entire life i'm so invested in a fiction. (the chibis on the cover are so cute, that it's worth buying. plus there are the names and abilities of some demons.) while i was at it (aka buying the book) i found a illustration-book (do you guys call it artbook?), i'm glad i did. Kazue Kato-sensei's work is really awesome; especially the colors. (i brought it of course, i had enough money, so i thought why not?)
shorter chapter, but i'm really tired and i want to post one. sorry :/

Three-hundred years
and ten seconds

9. Hate & Revenge

"Yukio?" Allen tilted his head in question, looking at Yukio with confused eyes. "What are you— Nevermind. Is Rin in danger?" Yukio nodded mutely. "I see. Let me help you." Allen took hold of Rin, gentle. Despise his seemingly weak body, he could carry Rin easily. "My room?" Yukio nodded.

Allen walked silently. The person targeting Rin could already be inside. Allen had a feeling it was that Neuhaus. Rin had tried to warn Yukio about it earlier that day.

"Ah, Allen!" He turned around. Shiemi. "I'll go with you." Allen nodded in thanks.

Rin woke up some minutes after, gasping as he did. Under Rin's questions, Shiemi explained what had happened, but Allen wasn't listening. Rin got up, and ran to the rooftop. Allen didn't follow; he had a feeling this didn't concern him that much, and, he didn't want to leave Shiemi alone.

Shiemi was slower than Rin, so she lost sight of him.

The two of them were searching the two brothers, when suddenly they heard a loud bang from above. Shiemi gasped, and ran to the stairs. While walking to the rooftop, they passed by Neuhaus, who had blood on himself. Allen ignored him and began running, worried about his friends. He left Shiemi behind as she worried over Neuhaus.

The sight that welcomed him made his breath come short.

Rin's bloody shirt made him cringe, but he stayed quiet, watching with longing eyes as Shiemi worried over her friend and cried her resolve.

(Lenalee...)

"I have the joy to announce that you all pass! Congratulations!" Hundred of ribbons and other little colored things that Allen didn't know the name. Exclamations of joy came from the students. Allen just smiled politely. "And now to feast that... and since I am really generous, I all invite you... to monja!"

"Monja?! That's cheap!" Ryuuji cried. Allen chuckled. It had been a long time since he had eaten Monja. He couldn't even remember its taste.

Mephistos lead them to a door that opened on a small shop. Even though it was 'just Monja,' the students were all excited. They settled down rapidly, and soon, the heavy scent of the monja filled the room.

"You, exorcist?" Rin asked in disbelief when Shiemi announced her new resolution.

Shiemi smiled. "Yes! I want to be useful!"

"You can't even fight," Rin retorted.

Allen finally participated in the conversation. "Well, Rin, you weren't the best either when you fought for the first time." This took the attention of more than one.

"What do you mean?" Renzo asked, while turning the monja over.

"Yeah, what do you mean..." Rin grumbled under his breath.

Allen laughed at Rin's annoyance, and answered Renzo's question, "When Rin first fought, he ended up knocked out. He lost, of course." He took a sip of the soda Rin had bought for him. Said teen blushed as he remembered losing.

"What? Who was the one he was fighting?" Konekomaru asked.

"It was me," Allen confessed, smiling gently.

Freeze.

"What?" Ryuuji said. "You mean, a scrawny looking guy like you..." The words disappeared before they came out of his mouth as he saw Rin's face.

Rin blanched. "Don't say that," he distracted himself from the others by turning over a portion of monja. "Don't provoke him."

Allen smile's widened, and he patted Rin's back. "It wasn't that bad, was it?" If you listened closely, there was concern in his voice. "I'm sorry if I scared you," he said genuinely.

"What's wrong?" Shiemi asked innocently. "Did something happen?"

"Ah..." Rin trailed off. "Allen is... very strong," he admitted. "And when you provoke him... he becomes... err, Dark Allen." He shuddered just by thinking about it.

"...Dark Allen?" Ryuuji repeated. "Why... Why Dark Allen? I mean..." He glanced at Allen, who was still smiling innocently. "He doesn't seem dark at all."

Rin stared at him dead in the eyes. "You know nothing," he said darkly.

Silence; shivers.

Allen clapped his hands, making the other flinch. He was still smiling. "The monja are ready," he said in a sing-song voice.

10. Mission & Aftermath

"Mr Walker." Allen almost tensed, restraining himself at the last second. He turned around — the urge to gulp making itself known —, his eyes falling on Mephistos' form. "I have a mission for you. Here are the details," he said, handing him a stack of paper, and disappearing before Allen could retort; a mischievous smirk on his face.

Said boy looked down at the papers, blanching as memories of other papers came to his mind (they came in stacks long of meters and meters, never ending debts).

Taking support on the wall behind him, he scrolled through the pages, his skin taking the same tint as his hair; white.

Mephistos — Samaël, Time's King, the director,member of the Knights' Order — had just given him — Allen, the Destroyer of Time, oldest exorcist ever — paperwork.

What had the world come to?

"I'm back," Allen's voice echoed from the entry, strangely sounding like a dying man's — not that Rin had ever heard a dying man's voice (well, except for his father, but he didn't particularly enjoy thinking about that).

"Welcome home," he answered back, craning his neck to look at his room-mate. Allen walked into the kitchen, his stomach growling. Rin grinned. "Dinner's almost ready." Allen's face brightened up (even if the dark rims under his eyes were obvious), and he sat down at the table, laying his head on the cool material.

"Did something happen?" he asked after a moment of silence. Allen hummed, not answering. He looked half-asleep. Rin blinked, and smiled. It was the first time he saw a peaceful Allen.

He liked that kind of Allen.

After they ate a large meal — and Allen didn't hide his joy —, they didn't immediately go to their rooms, chatting together.

While Rin was resuming his day, coming to his meeting with Kuro, the Caith Sith entered the room, mewling as he did.

"Who is that?" the white-head asked, crouching to stare into Kuro's dark eyes. "Did you get a pet while I was away?" Kuro twitched angrily, not liking being called a pet; but he didn't get the chance to protest, as Allen began scratching his head with gentle fingers. "Cute."

Rin grinned broadly, stretching his arms behind him in a carefree manner. "Yeah. It's Kuro. He's a demon, he knew da— Shiro." He didn't think Allen remembered the priest, as the two of them had only met one time, years before, without talking to each other.

"Your dad?" Allen asked quietly, glancing up at Rin. He felt that something had happened to the man. He had never personally talked to him, but he knew that Rin loved him like family — he considered him his father. "I see. So the two of you share the same precious person."

There was an understanding glint in his eyes that Rin didn't entirely recognized. Maybe he had — once upon a time — the same experience; meeting someone, realizing that they loved the same person, and becoming friends. Rin wouldn't know.

"Yeah," Rin finally answered. Kuro was still purring under Allen's skillful fingers. "You're right."

"So, how did your first mission go?"

"Well, honestly, it was terrible."

Konekomaru, Renzo and Runji proceeded to list their first missions' experience. Allen absentmindedly listened, his mind still spinning from the amount of paperwork he had finished this morning.

"What about you Allen?" He snapped out of his misery, glancing up at his friends' curious gazes. "How was it?"

He sighed, massaging his temples. "I had to do Mephistos' paperwork." That's it, his mind was reeling again. More quietly, he muttered, "Stop reminding me already..."

The others sweatdropped.

"Sorry we're late!"

Allen glanced up, freezing as Shiemi and Izumo came in sight. It wasn't shocking in itself; the shock came from Shiemi wearing the uniform. Allen felt a twinge inside him; he didn't know why, but he didn't like this sight — Shiemi wearing the uniform.

"Does it look strange on me?" Shiemi fiddled with the hem of her skirt, blushing at all the stares on her.

Allen took an instant to look closely, and grumbled, "The skirt is a little too short, but otherwise, it's good." Shiemi blushed a darker shade of red, nodding shyly. Allen tilted his head in confusion, wondering why she acted like that around him — was she afraid of him? Intimidated? Allen sighed inwardly.

"As everyone is finally there," Yukio raised his voice, "we'll divide you into groups of two — or alone in Allen's case." Every gaze fell on said boy, who only nodded mutely.

He didn't really care.

He was too tired to talk anyway.

Omake1: What if... Allen had made a summoning. vers.2
Warning: This isn't cannon AT ALL.
Thanks to Hi (awesome name, really) who gave me that idea. Don't know if I did it well. Whatever.
(oh shit, i just realized that this could look like i gave some major plot thingy. oh well, whatever. that's not the truth... i guess? man i don't know. Please don't listen to my rambling.)

Allen spread his blood on the paper, muttering something that even Rin couldn't hear, and waited. After a full minute of wait, Izumo scoffed, and everyone else lost interest.

Suddenly, a large puff of smoke surrounded Allen, hiding him from the others' eyes.

When the smoke finally disappeared, Allen appeared, blanching at the sight of a man with long, red hair and the half of a mask on his face.

"Shi-shishou... W-what are you doing here?" asked Allen, while fleeing the eyes of the man. Rin, for he was the one who knew Allen the most, had never seen him like that.

"Tch, damn student," the man said, not giving any explanation. "You're still working for those damn exorcist." Allen flinched and now fled not only the man's gaze, but also his friends' gazes.

"S-sorry, I guess...?" Finally finding courage in himself, he met his master's eyes. To be honest, he felt guilty. He knew why Cross didn't like him being one, but... He still had to do it. "I-I... Err..."

Just as he was about to flee Cross' eyes again, a large pile of papers fell next to him. Quickly, Allen read what was written and... "Debts?!"

"See you next time, damn student." Cross' figure disappeared slowly.

Allen fell to his knees. "Wait, did you come here just to give me those debts?"

Omake2: Lunch & Money
Warning: This is cannon, but it isn't that important, and I couldn't find a place to put it. So yeah, there it is.

"Hey Rin," Allen called, "do you want something from the cafeteria, I'l get it for you." Rin stared at him in surprise and disbelief. "Hmm? What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

"Allen, do you know how much those cost?" Yukio asked from Rin's side.

"Yes, why? Is there something wrong with the pric—ah." He stopped walking, stared at the brothers and laughed. "Ahahah, that's true that you don't have that much money... Well, I come from europe, and there 8€ is around 1,000¥."

Rin blinked. "Then, how much do you have?"

"Oh, that depends."

"...Huh?"

"So," Allen said to change the subject subtlety, "do you want it? You can have it too Yukio."

"Err, yes, of course, if it doesn't bother you..." Yukio answered, still a little surprised.

Aaaand, it ends here.
See ya next time!

D Gray Man © Katsura Hoshino
Ao no Exorcist © Kazue Kato