Red like the sunrises I could have watched with you.

Like the fire that burned within me.

Like the blush on my cheeks each time you turned to look at me.

It was red and smelled fruity. Like shampoo.

"Don't stop."

His back shuddered against the shadowed body. The figure spoke, but no voice was heard.

Eachthrust, each push, each grope of skin. Heaven. On an Earth so cruel.

Panting, hot breath against his neck, sweat dripping down between the two bodies. "Harder." Friction against his skin. So close. "Ah!" Another flash of red.

A dream.

Allen sat up quickly, sweating and panting. His fingers gripped the sheets. He sighed, inhaling deeply. What was that? He shook his head, laying back down. The small clock on his table flashed 8:00 a.m. It was an hour behind. He glanced to the door, half expecting someone to come in. But no.

"Perhaps it's time to get up?" His eyes wandered to the curtained window, the sunlight dripping into the room through cracks in the curtains. He slipped his feet over the edge of his bed, walking to the window. Even without drawing the curtain aside could you see the sunlight. The ocean. A knock at his door.

"Allen-kun?"

"Yes, Lenalee-san?"

"Brother would like to see you."

He smiled. Life was never boring at the Order. Never. "I'll be right there." She left from his door, leaving him to get showered and changed. A nice, hot shower.

Allen towel dried his white hair, sighing. Perspiration and hot water dripped down his neck and chest as he buttoned up his shirt. Shoes went on last.

Locked and closed his door, Allen took the stairs to Komui's office. Several finder's were "home". He nodded to be polite, smiling. A few smiles back, a glare, a wave from Jerry. Allen returned the gesture, deciding to come back to eat after his briefing. He thought of all he could eat. All the breakfast item. Lunch. Dinner entrées. And the desserts! The ice cream, cakes, and pies. He licked his lips to keep from drooling, knocking on Komui's office door. "Komui-san? You wanted to see-- me?"

Lavi sat on the couch. Lenalee to his right, Bookman to his left. "Ah. . .?"

"New mission, Allen! You've been lazing around too much!" Komui said with a smile. "Before I actually send you out, I'm going to research a bit more." He handed Allen a black folder with the Rose Cross on the front.. "And by me, I mean the finder." He chuckled at his own joke, expecting them to laugh as well. "Sit, please." He gestured to Allen, a frown tugging at his lips as no one else laughed.

Allen took his seat next to Lenalee. As soon as Komui began to talk, he drifted out. He thought blankly for a few minutes, staring into the Xeroxed papers nestled neatly inside the black folder. They were full of the science departments messy handwriting, sticky notes, and pictures. Europe? Maybe.

". . . flocking akuma in the area . ."

"All--un."

". . possible sources of two innocence."

"Allen--"

"I will inform you of more tomorrow before you leave."

"Allen-kun, are you alright?"

He blinked slowly out of his dream land. "Yes! Fine, fine . ." He yawned. "Just a bit tired." He gave a smile, looking over at Lavi's curious face.

Red.

"Ah." He laughed awkwardly, holding his hands in front of him. "If you say so. ." Lenalee seemed doubtful but returned Allen's smile nonetheless. "Get some rest, Allen-kun. You'll need it for tomorrow."

Lavi nodded from over Lenalee's shoulder, "Yeah, 'bean sprout.'" He said playfully, knowing how bad Allen hated the nickname Yuu gave him.

Allen sighed for the third time that day, closing the folder. He waited until the others left to take his leave as well. On the inside, he was glad they hadn't left yet.

He suddenly didn't feel hungry, more tired, but ordered something to eat for the go. "Two slices of turtle cheesecake, a lemon crème donut, four scoops of lemon ice cream, with mango slices and cherries on top. . " The list went on.

Yeah. D.Gray-Man to Katsura Hoshino.

Sorry if it sucks, guyss. ;; It's just startingg. I promise better stuff later!