An Allen Walker X Original Character Fanfiction by Marik-Fan-Jif and Nikki Hasselhoff

Chapter 1- Havenfire

Allen was walking down a dark alley alone-or so he thought. He had not heard the light footsteps of the person behind him. He paused, finally sensing the other presence. As an exorcist, he had had to hone his skills and listen to his gut instinct. He turned. Standing there was a dark figure.

"Innocence invo-" Allen started, but he cut off his own sentence and suppressed his power. That was odd. He had not intended to withhold his defense, but something had convinced him to do so. His left eye was not sensing an Akuma, so he may have had nothing to worry about-unless he included the off chance that this was a Noah.

Allen could sense the figure watching him closely. It stepped toward him. He would have stepped back, but he merely stood there. "Who are you?" he asked.

The figure did not reply, but it had come close enough for Allen to see its features. It was a boy, barely older than him, with thick, curly, baby-blue hair with loose twists falling into his piercing violet eyes. He threw Allen's own question back at him: "Who are you?"

Allen could not remove his eyes from the figure's penetrating gaze, even though the boy had come close enough to touch his face. Allen's heart was beating so fast, it hurt, but despite all his instincts telling him to run, he stayed where he was. "A-Allen Walker," he stuttered unintentionally. He was even more surprised to find himself continuing, "I'm an exorcist from the Black Order." His hand went to his mouth. That information was supposed to be secret, but he had still found himself saying it aloud to a total stranger. What was wrong with him today? As if to make up for his carelessness, he asked, "Where do you come from?"

The boy's thin lips twisted into a smirk. "Have you ever heard of a place called 'Havenfire'?" His violet eyes came closer, greedily taking in Allen's every feature. They rested for a longer time on the curse of his left eye, but that, Allen's left arm, and his white hair were usually the first things anyone noticed about him, not to mention the exorcist cloak he wore.

"No, I've never heard of it," Allen replied, trying to keep himself calm and ignore their closeness.

The boy put his hands on Allen's shoulders and leaned in close to his ear. "You should feel lucky, Kid." Allen's skin crawled when he felt the boy's hot tongue lap at his earlobe. He tensed for just a moment before relaxing again. He longed to push the stranger away, but something kept telling him to stay put. Again, the boy spoke, his breath ghosting against the exorcist's ear. "My name is Kaede, Kaede Nishimura."

"What exactly is Havenfire?" Allen inquired, attempting to distract himself.

Kaede's forehead pressed against his own, entangling their bangs. "Havenfire is hell," he chuckled. "I come from the darkest depths of your mind and the most fearsome places in your soul." Allen's heart beat violently, and his face grew hot when one of the boy's hands fell from his shoulder to rest on his chest. "I unlock the desires you hold here and lay them bare for the world to see." The boy's other hand took Allen by the chin, and his face leaned in-too close. The exorcist shut his eyes in panic but was unable to pull away.

"Allen, Allen, where have you run off to?"

Kaede stopped himself. Allen barely opened his eyes to see the boy's look of irritation at being interrupted. He stepped away from the exorcist as Lenalee turned into their alleyway and ran up to them. "Allen, thank god I found you! You're-wait, who's this guy?"

"Oh, he's-" Allen was cut off by Kaede.

"Actually, I'm an accommodator of Innocence," Kaede explained. Allen's eyes widened as the boy gestured toward a silver chain with a metal ball dangling at the end of it that he wore as an earring.

"You're exactly who we've been looking for, then," Lenalee said, beaming. "We've come to take you back with us. I'm assuming you already know what the Black Order is if you know about Innocence."

"Yes," Kaede replied, grinning deviously at Allen.

"Let's head back, then," Allen said, trying to distract any particular attention to how stupid he felt. "Um, by the way, this is Lenalee Lee. Lenalee, this is Kaede Nishimura."

Kaede took Lenalee gracefully by the hand and put his lips to the back of it. Allen saw his eyes creep upward to see Lenalee's blush and girlish grin as he said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Lee."

"Please," she replied, trying to control the giggle threatening to escape her throat, "just call me 'Lenalee'."

"Lenalee, then," Kaede agreed.

She turned and practically pranced out of the alleyway. Allen glanced at Kaede one last time before following her. The accommodator was smirking darkly at him.

Allen tried to set his face and quickly followed after his friend.

Like that, they reached the train station that would take them to nearest stop to the Black Order. Upon arrival, Lenalee introduced Kaede to the gatekeeper. After they were permitted inside, Lenalee told Allen that she would meet him in the Mess Hall later with a wink. He nodded and smiled at her in comprehension. Allen then introduced the new exorcist to Komui. Just like all other exorcists, Kaede was given a health check by Lenalee's older brother. The screams of agony that echoed from the room could be heard from miles away. When Kaede came out of the room, Allen immediately asked, "What was it?"

All Kaede replied with was, "Lice."

Remembering the close contact he had been in with Kaede, particularly the way their bangs had entangled, Allen rubbed his hands through his hair. The new exorcist smirked at that, and Allen pulled his hands out, partially satisfied with the negative results of his probing.

Allen gave Kaede the tour of the Black Order, stopping momentarily at his own room to deposit his black exorcist cloak before bringing him down to Hevlaska with Komui and his elevator. The accommodator of the Cube grabbed the fresh meat and pressed her forehead to his just as she did all exorcists. "Ten percent, eighteen percent, thirty-two percent, forty-eight percent, fifty-five percent, sixty-five percent."

Allen and Komui exchanged looks. "That is really low," Komui commented.

"What is your innocence, anyway?" Allen inquired.

Kaede looked at Allen after being set back on the elevator platform and replied, "I have the ability to influence others to do things-animals, people, Akuma, et cetera."

"What can you make them do?" Allen pressed, intrigued by this power.

"Well, for example, I can encourage an Akuma to blow itself up from the inside."

That explanation reminded Allen of the member of the Noah family, Road Kamelot, who could convince an Akuma to do just that and whatever else she fancied.

"The closer he is to his target," Komui added, "the more influence he has over it. Although, with a synchronization level that low, he would need to get really close to his opponent for his Innocence to work properly. Ah, well, I'm sure that with a bit of training and the turning of his Innocence into an anti-Akuma weapon, we'll be able to solve that little problem. I have to ask, though," Komui said, looking at Kaede. "How do you know so much about the Black Order and Innocence?"

Kaede nonchalantly replied, "Cross was my mentor for a few months before I used my power to convince him to let me go. I know enough."

"You influenced General Cross? I have to say, I'm impressed."

Allen's face darkened. "Cross…" he unintentionally said aloud.

"You know him?" Kaede's eyes narrowed at him.

"Um, yes. He was my mentor, as well," Allen replied. "We didn't exactly get along, to say the least."

"I don't think anyone did," Kaede commented.

"Kaede," Komui interjected, "I'll need to take your Innocence for a time to make some adjustments on it to turn it into a weapon you can use. In the meantime, Allen, could you show him to his room?"

Kaede stepped toward Komui and obediently removed his earring to place it in Komui's outstretched hand. The head officer then turned to the elevator's control panel, and they ascended to the lodging level. Allen directed the new exorcist to an empty room. "Come down to the Mess Hall in about four hours. There'll be plenty of food for all of us." Allen then left the room in order to assist Lenalee and the others with the welcoming party.

In four hours, Kaede came to the Mess Hall as directed.

"Welcome, Kaede!" said the members of the Black Order and the large banner above their heads.

Lenalee happily approached Kaede and said, "Welcome to the family!"

Behind her came Allen. The cursed exorcist could not help but notice that Kaede was wearing silver knucklets on his hands and not his chain earring. The new exorcist's purple eyes rested on his face for a moment before he made a plate of food for himself and left.

"What's up with him?" Lenalee asked, sounding dejected.

Allen shrugged. "Not sure."

"Do you think we should check on him?"

"I'll check on him later. He's probably just not used to it here." Allen grabbed himself several plates of food and sat with Lenalee at one of the long tables. "It's sad that he isn't at his own party, though," he thought aloud, starting off his large meal with the rice.

"You could always go check on him, if you're so worried about him," Lenalee suggested.

"I guess I could, but I won't until after this." Allen gestured to his personal feast. "It would be a shame to let all this perfectly good food go to waste."

Lenalee grinned at him, and, together, they ate and enjoyed the party that was not theirs. As they ate, Allen wondered why Kaede had tried to influence him when they had first met. If close contact was what activated his innocence, why had he come so close to Allen?

Allen stood up. "I'm going to go check on him," he told Lenalee.

"Alright, I'll see you in the morning, then," she replied.

Allen weaved his way through the scientists and a couple of exorcists who were not on duty to reach the exit. He walked down the halls. When he reached the door to Kaede's room, he stopped and hesitated for a moment before opening the door to let himself in.

Kaede sat on his bed, finishing off the last of his supper. "What are you doing here?" he demanded irritably.

"I just came to see if everything was alright."

"Why wouldn't it be?"

"I don't know. You just seemed to be in such a hurry to leave."

"And you weren't?"

"Um, no."

"Then why are you here?"

Allen felt his cheeks heat up in indignation. "I came to check on you."

"Just because it's a party in my honor doesn't mean you can't enjoy it without me."

"The whole point of this is to enjoy the evening with you."

Kaede's purple eyes widened considerably at this statement. He smiled deviously, stood and stepped around Allen to close the door gently behind him.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Allen stuttered anxiously. Again, he felt the urge to run being suppressed.

Kaede did not respond to his question. Allen's urge to run changed into something strange. He found himself craving to sit on the bed. Unsure of where this was coming from, he resisted it. Kaede glared long and hard at him, and he succumbed to the craving. The new exorcist sat next to him. "You said you wanted to enjoy the evening with me?" he quoted Allen.

"Um…" Allen's face was hot, but this time it was not from indignation.

Kaede smirked at him and used one hand to push Allen back across the bed. The smaller exorcist was not sure why he was not resisting. He was scared out of his mind, but he lay there obediently as Kaede straddled his stomach. He felt his vest buttons being popped open one by one. The vestige of clothing was tossed to the side. Kaede then focused on his bow. Using his thumb and forefinger, he lovingly caressed the silky ribbon before pulling it undone. He started to unbutton Allen's polo. Allen trembled uncontrollably as those nimble fingers undid the white buttons. His heart beat faster and faster as his fear grew. This was...wrong, so why was he enjoying it?

Kaede pulled off the shirt with one swift movement. Using one hand, he pinned Allen's wrists above his head, even though he was not attempting to fight him. His eyes widened in interest at the sight of Allen's left hand. "Ooh, what do we have here? Is this your innocence?"

His question caught Allen off guard. "Um, yes," he said.

"I've never seen an exorcist with an anti-Akuma weapon built into his arm. Was that a special request? Did it hurt?"

"I was born with it."

"The more you know."

Allen's back curved, and he closed his eyes as tight as he could when Kaede's cold fingertips dragged themselves down his sternum. The smaller exorcist moaned softly at the touch.

Kaede chuckled lightly at his tiny vocalization. He released Allen's hands to move his palms to his chest and fondle the tight muscles there. The cold hands moved to his sides and grew warmer as they stroked the sides of Allen's body. He felt himself being rocked, pushed into the bed more and more firmly with every stroke. It felt as if they were simulating what was to come, and Allen gasped unwittingly at the pleasure.

Kaede pinched one of Allen's nipples and caressed the other. Allen barely opened his eyes to see him release the nipple he had been pinching, only to be replaced by his thin pale lips. He moaned a little too loudly at the wet sensation. Kaede's tongue was much hotter than his fingers.

Kaede pulled his mouth off of Allen and brought it to his ear. "Enjoy it," he whispered.

Allen was unable to protest the order. He wanted to deny Kaede's words. Why was he allowing this? "Why are you doing this?" he gasped.

Kaede smirked against his ear and sighed. His breath tickled Allen's hyper-sensitive skin. "I swear, Allen, you must be the most sensual person I've ever touched." He bit the top of his ear seductively. "You're warm, soft, alluring, and-god, Allen-flexible. It drives me up the wall to see how stupidly oblivious you are of how luscious you are."

Allen gulped nervously, unsure of how to respond. He tried to struggle against Kaede and his own lust, but he could not make himself do it. His will melted whenever the thought of flight entered his head. His body was as moldable as wet clay in Kaede's hands. He heard his controller speak again: "Figured it out, yet?"

Unfortunately, he had: "You're using your Innocence against me." He heard the low chuckle emerge from Kaede's throat and knew his assumption was right.

Kaede pulled off his own cloak. Allen's eyes narrowed lustfully at the sight of the white skin-tight tank top hugging strong, yet lean, muscles. He leaned over the smaller boy. Doing that inspired new fear in Allen. He was about to try resisting the new exorcist when his resolve was ripped from him as a hand crawled down his stomach and pelvis to rest against the inside of his thigh. Allen bit his lip and shut his eyes to prevent himself from reacting inappropriately to the dangerous touch.

The hand rubbed against his pant leg. Kaede fearlessly pressed against Allen's most sensitive spot through the cloth, reaching for the button to undo it. It was as though the last thing the other exorcist wanted to do was separate himself from Allen's sweat-coated body. He pulled the article down his thighs and calves. Allen bent one leg in a weak effort to prevent him, but his effort was drowned out altogether by the moan that escaped through his teeth. Kaede took the leg he had bent and pulled it straight after exposing it to the chill air and the weak candle light. He prevented the smaller boy's instinctive jerk as he dragged his tongue along the inside of his thigh. He did not, however, attempt to stop Allen from gasping and bucking his hips involuntarily into the air at the feeling of the wet streaks and the hot tongue. Kaede smirked against his skin and moved to lick his other thigh. Allen's fingers tangled themselves into the bedsheets as he panted in pleasure. A streak of saliva stained the skin from the corner of his mouth to his jawbone.

Kaede sat up and pulled off his tank top. The sight of those toned muscles was almost enough to drive Allen crazy with desire. His controller's thumb went to his face to wipe the drool from it. "You sure put on quite a show, Allen." He put a finger over Allen's lips. "I appreciate your virgin enthusiasm, but you must quiet down, or someone will hear you." His eyes narrowed darkly. "I don't want to be interrupted, again."

"How would you know something like that?" Allen whispered, unable to extricate his voice.

"What, that you're a virgin?" Kaede rolled his eyes. "This isn't my first rodeo, Allen. I can tell the difference between a first-timer and someone with experience."

Allen would have tried to distract him further, stall for as much time as he could, but his thoughts froze when Kaede pulled down his own pants to reveal firm runner's legs. Allen must have had some kind of odd expression because Kaede chuckled once upon seeing his reaction. He used one hand to run his fingers through Allen's white locks, pressed their foreheads together, ground their chests against one another as he hooked two fingers into the hem of his black boxers. Kaede slowly pulled them off of Allen each time he ground against him. The smaller boy shivered in the cold air as he and Kaede were fully exposed.

That was when a different look entered the violet eyes a few centimeters above Allen's. It was a frightening look. The smaller exorcist did not expect to be forcefully flipped onto his stomach. Startled, he tried to turn back around, but Kaede's hand shoved his face back into the sheets. He felt his knees being forced under his body on the bed. His back arched. He tried to correct his position, tear the hand from his head, get himself out from under his controller, but his will was overridden almost too easily with the lack of any distance between them. Kaede's Innocence made him as limp as a ragdoll to its power.

A burning pain ripped through Allen's vertebrae as Kaede tore him carelessly open with a single finger. It was a hasty and painful preparation. Allen was still as tight as a stretched wire when his controller pulled the digit out. He nearly screamed as an agony following the finger erupted in him. His cries and moans were muffled by the sheets covering his mouth. All the pleasure from before vanished as though it had never existed, leaving behind only the pain. It seemed to go on forever. Granted, Allen had never wanted to do this in the first place, but for a while, he had been convinced that Kaede would be gentle with him. He heard a crack each time Kaede demonstrated his disregard for Allen's body and self-respect. The cracks were the sounds of his heart breaking at this cruel betrayal.

He lay there miserably, waiting for Kaede to finish with him. After what felt like an eternity, he heard Kaede moan and felt a wet warmth fill his insides. His controller pulled out of his broken body, released the grip on his head, and collapsed on the bed beside him. Allen lay completely still for a few minutes in shock. The pain slowly subsided into a dull ache. He glanced back at Kaede to see if he were still awake. He appeared to be asleep, so, slowly and painfully, Allen sat up. He feared to awaken his controller. Glancing once more at the blue-haired boy to assure that his movement had not woken him up, he stood, pulled on his shirt, underwear, pants, and vest, and bolted from the room.