Warning: This story contains mentions of Slash/Yaoi, as in Male/Male relationship.

Allen sat motionless on the edge of his bed, his face buried in his hands. A thousand thoughts were whirling around in his mind, yet they all seemed to have one thing in common - Tyki. As much as the young Exorcist tried, he couldn't seem to get the older man out of his thoughts. He can't forget, won't forget. So he remembers.

He still remembers the first time Tyki looked him in the eyes, and how he instantly got lost in those beautiful eyes.

He remember the first time Tyki smiled at him, and how it seemed to melt his heart.

He remember the first time Tyki kissed him, and how the taste still lingers on his lips.

He remember the first time Tyki touched him, and how the touch still burns on his skin.

He remember the first time Tyki made love to him, and how complete he felt.

But most vividly, he remember when Tyki said goodbye, and how those words still replay in his head.

"Forget it ever happened. It wasn't supposed to be like this, it never was."

"But how am I supposed to forget, when you're all I want to remember?" Allen whispers, staring out through the window.