Title: To Say Goodbye

Summary: The Heart. A miraculous Innocence that no one has yet found. Some say that it lies within their midst, when an unexpected traitor to the Earl shows up this suspicion is only exacerbated is it a blessing or a curse? AllenLenalee LaviMiranda TykiOC CrossNyne

Shalan's Say: This is a little AU, but still in the -man continuum. DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW I LOVE YOU ALL!

Disclaimer: I do not own -Man. Though I do know why it is called that!! At least… I believe I do. I do not pretend to know everything but I do know a lot. Read and review.

Chapter: Call Me Crazy

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-Every man has his own destiny: the only imperative is to follow it, to accept it, no matter-

-where it leads him-

Henry Miller

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Fires blazed around him, eating away at the trees that littered the little hill he stood on. His brown hair whipped around his face as he stared down the metal suit. "M-ma-" He blinked his eyes closed, squeezing them shut. "MANA!"

The heat stopped, whispers began, words that hung just barely outside of his threshold, he could hear the sounds but could not comprehend the words. His left eye activated as he swung around, swiftly dodging the attack that was thrown at him.

"Bastard," he hissed, looking up at the towering akuma. It snarled and tried to slam him into the ground. He twisted his body, coiling it to jump the instant the hand landed on the ground. He took his chance.

"Take this!" His Innocence changed into its gun form. "Huh?" He looked down as the akuma disappeared, his body twisted again as the ground fell away. "HELP!" He reached for anything, anyone. "AAAAH!" His scream echoed in his own mind as he stretched his arms out.

"I've got you." A hand gripped his wrist as he jerked to a stop. "Don't worry." The voice sounded so familiar. He opened his eyes, staring at the person who was helping him. A pair of mismatched eyes, one gray and one black stared back. The curly, light gray hair feathered around a familiar face. His black, clawed hand gripped the white haired one's wrist.

"No!" His pupils contracted in fear. "LET ME GO!"

"Well, alright." The other released him. He screamed as he fell, sure that the only one to hear him was himself. His descent slowed and he dropped to the ground atop a hill.

"Wha-where am I?" He glanced around him, then looked at his hands. Again he was his child self. "Two?" He looked up. There before him stood two men. One, with white hair and steely gray eyes was smiling lightly. The other, the one from before, wore a psychotic smile. His mismatched eyes fixated upon the little boy. "I DON'T WANT HIM!" He turned from the gray one. "AAAAH!! MANA! MASTER? LENALEE? LAVI! SOMEONE! HELP ME!" His head felt like it split in two as he covered his head with his hands, squeezing his eyes shut.

He opened his eyes slowly. Blistering sun blasted into his retinas as he squinted so grotesquely he could feel his face twisting. His lids blinked momentarily as he gathered his wits about him. Awful, really, this headache. He blinked again, dragging himself up, stretching his mismatched arms above his head. He leaned his cheek against his left shoulder and felt his neck crack.

"What a beautiful morning," he told himself, only half believing it.

By the time he had dragged himself out of bed and finished his morning exercises he had barely looked at the clock. It was when he did that that his heart stopped. He stared at the clock… and it stared back. He blinked again, reaching out to the small round object and tapped it.

'It has to be wrong,' his jaw dropped open. 'It is wrong… I set it wrong…' He picked it up and shook it.

"You forget to set your alarm again?" He jumped so high in the air the one that had spoken cracked into laughter.

"LAVI!" The viewee nearly threw his chair at the red haired exorcist.

"Calm down bean sprout!" Lavi cracked another grin. "I'm sorry!" He jumped as the white haired boy dove towards him. Everyone paused to watch the chase as both dove and dodged the bodies that lined the hallways of the Black Order Headquarters. Tailed at less than two feet by his pursuer Lavi swung around a corner.

"C'mon Allen! You can't keep up with me?" Lavi swung around and spun around a corner as he dodged the thrown punch. "Wah! AH!" Lavi only noticed the foot just before he tripped over it and landed on his face.

"AAH!" And apparently… so had Allen.

"Why do you two have to disturb the peace?" Both smiled up at a scowling female face. Lenalee Lee. Her long legs were bared beneath a pair of short blue shorts, the heels she wore shone in the brilliant sunlight as one descended between their heads. Her dazzling black hair gleamed in the morning light, framing her face in a halo of refractions.

"Sorry Lenalee," Allen Walker laughed uncomfortably as he sat up. His hand on the back of his neck pulled lightly on a piece of shock white hair. His grey eyes closed then opened again as she offered him her hand. The scar on his face contorted slightly as he grimaced his left eye, the light made his head throb.

"It's not a problem," her smile only made his face flush as he took her hand, allowing himself to be dragged to his feet.

"How come you are fine with him but not with me?" Lavi complained from the floor as he sat up. His spiky red hair tilted over to the left but splayed everywhere when it was released from its green confines. His green eyes shone teasingly as they locked into Lenalee's navy irises.

"Because, you're the one playing tricks on him." Lenalee smiled evilly at him. "C'mon Allen, breakfast is ready in the dining hall." Lavi stuck his tongue out at their retreating backs and stood, pouting.

"It was funny…" he shrugged.

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"Two Innocence?" Allen blinked curiously. Komui nodded, his arms folded.

"We've decided to send the three of you in there." Komui Lee, their boss, was a young man with medium length black hair. His blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of rectangle glasses, eyes that now sparkled with mischievous energy.

"Us three?" Lavi motioned. "What about Kanda?"

"He's taking care of some business for a friend of ours, I figured the three of you could handle looking for two Innocence, riiiiiiiaaaaght?" The teasing voice hit Allen like nails against the chalkboard of his mind.

"Sure, of course we can handle it Komui!" Allen grinned as Lenalee stared at them both.

"You two… are insane," she hung her head. "Where are we going Komui?"

"You three are going to be heading to Russia," Komui grinned. "The Russian units need some help, they're a little spread thin there, take care of the business they can't handle will you?"

"Yeah, of course we will Komui," Allen hung his head.

"On the bright side, Allen, you get to speak to some people who speak English," Lavi folded his arms behind his head as they stepped out of the library.

"Lavi, they all speak Russian in Russia," Allen's eye twitched in annoyance. His headache throbbed again.

"Yeah, well I thought they spoke some English… I guess that's okay."

"We can't speak Russian, Lavi." Lenalee frowned at him.

"So? Girls are pretty no matter what language they speak." Allen shook his head and smiled, there was no dampening Lavi's spirits when it came to girls.

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He threw himself down on his bed, covering his ears with his hands. Ever since that fight, it had been there. Ever since… ever since Crown Clown had turned on him. He ran his hand down the scar tenderly and felt his headache clear slightly. It had been a constant since then, then again, so had the nightmares.

It was always the same nightmare.

He closed his eyes and immediately it jumped into his already throbbing skull. Again, he was a child. Again, he had to make the decision. Only, this time, the decision was very different from what he had decided before.

"So what will it be Allen Walker?" His voice was eerily familiar, despairingly evil and his body violently opposed to hearing it.

"I-I don't know," he stared at his two selves. The trees around him blazed into embers, the ground warm with flame.

Before him stood two, two selves. One was pale skinned with straight white hair and shining grey eyes. The other was gray skinned with curling light gray hair and mismatched eyes. The fires licked at their unblinking faces, he could feel his heart tear in two.

"But, which do I choose?" Allen eyes shot open as he jerked out of his bed, tumbling wildly onto the floor. His sweat soaked skin slid hotly against the icy wood floor as he tried to catch his breath. When had the dream turned from a memory into a real nightmare?

"Am I losing my mind?" He asked out loud to no one in particular. Tim Canpy, concerned, landed on his head.

'Yes,' no one in particular answered him from somewhere deep in his subconscious.

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"So, have you notice anything strange about Allen lately?" Lavi leaned against the doorframe to her dorm. Lenalee looked up at him from her bag as he smiled. His evergreen eye didn't smile though, it seemed to say, 'I wish I knew what it meant…'

"He's got shadows around his eyes." She stated plainly, folding another uniform jacket. Her medium length black hair was pulled up in a ponytail on the back of her head, pieces of hair attempting to escape clung to her face as she folded her legs.

"I noticed that too. I suppose he's just worried about why he was hurt by the Innocence." Lavi folded his arms. She sensed that his comment, though possible, wasn't exactly what he was talking about. His nonchalant attitude unnerved her.

"He's…" she tried to come up with an excuse for it, however the thought seemed inevitable.

"Changing." Lavi spoke the word that had been hanging in the air since that day. Lenalee's eyes sparkled with tears, though none fell. The redhead bowed his head slightly, casting his gaze to the side.

"No-" She shook her head. "No! Lavi he's not!" Her hands fisted.

Allen traced a finger along the scar on his abdomen as he sat next to his packed bag. He activated his eye and glanced at his hands. Both seemed normal. He closed his eyes to the world. His nightmare always haunted him. From day to night every time he closed his eyes he saw the flames, felt the heat on his face. He could see his alternate self, the Noah side of his personality.

"We have to consider the possibility," Lavi wrapped her into a hug as she pummeled into his arms. "I believe he isn't going to change but we have to keep him sane, keep him from forgetting who he is."

"He isn't that far gone Lavi, don't talk like that." She stared up at him.

"But at some point he might be." He closed his eyes tightly.

He lifted his arm and stared at the cross on the back of his hand. 'I wonder, if I can stop these dreams.' He stared, transfixed, at the hand. 'Perhaps.' He activated his Innocence and gripped his head with it. 'I'm losing my mind, do something about it, you've done all sorts of things before…' Allen closed his eyes. The only thing that happened was a pinch, he had squeezed so hard one of the claws dug into his cheek.

"DAMNIT!" Allen flipped his body over, slamming his fists into the ground. "DAMN!"

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Okay, so, playing with Allen's Noah side a little bit. This is a strange mish-mash of times. Because I don't like the "Third Exorcists" so I've erased them from my memory. So consider this a strange, very nearly, alternate universe. YES! Kanda will show up, for those of you, very strange, Yu Kanda fans.

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Shalan