Hello, I'm Zeecloud9! First off, I'd like to say how grateful and happy I am that I got the opportunity to adopt this story from Ms. Lax! And hi to everyone that follows her story! Now, I'm not going to change the chapter's she had already posted up (chapter 1 & 2 are here, by the way), but I'll just clean up any spelling errors/ grammar. Only small changes. After reading the reviews for 'Lost and Found' I thought this was best because those who reviewed loved her story so much, also- I'd hate to have to change it into something you guys just wouldn't recognize anymore.

Warning: BoyxBoy! Don't like- don't read. Setting is when Allen is running away from the Order, but 'team Kanny'- haha, see how I mashed up Johnny and Kanda's name?- still haven't found him yet. Also after he visits 'mother'- the old lady. Loosely follows these chapters from the manga. Pairing; NeahxAllen, cuz that's badas* (don't know if I could swear in rated T fics.) Possible other pairings; Dunno, we'll see. DISCLAIMER; I don't own (I wish), or Ms. Lax's story and oc… I just adopted it… Like my cat…

Original owner; Ms. Lax

Prologue:

Neah was annoyed. He wasn't mad- no, he was simply annoyed. His 'nephew' was sulking again and that only meant one thing: Rain. It wasn't supposed to be possible, rain was not supposed to be pouring in his nephews mind. Yet how many times did his 'nephew' exceed his expectations?

So many times he lost count, that's for sure. Darn it all, it was starting to hail. Cursing at his darling 'nephew' Neah hid under his umbrella.

Plunk.

"Ow-damn it Allen!"

… This was not his day.

Outside, oblivious to his uncle's misfortune, Allen was sitting by himself eating his snack. He didn't have enough money to buy his regular amount of food and it was slowly killing his stomach. The nice bakery lady did give him a loaf though.

Other than his snack, when was the last time he ate? With a loud grumble, Allen bonked the back of his head against the wall which he was leaning on. His clown costume still on, makeup covering his scarred face.

"Hey you!" Blinking Allen squinted his eyes to see a figure running up to him. Tim was looking at the male wearily, the brunettes clothing looking pressed and fancy, and grin about to split his face.

'… Kinda like Lavi.' Allen thought with a dazed look.

"You're the clown from earlier right?" The male- probably in his late teens, asked. "I saw you earlier and I was thinking if you need a place to stay?"

"Why?" Now he may look like it but he wasn't a naive brat like his master says. He lived on the streets and he knew his stuff. This guy could be some rapist from what he knew. Which wasn't much.

"You're a traveler- right?" With a hesitant nod the boy's grin went wider. "I'm looking for somebody… Maybe you might know who."

Allen opened his mouth but his sentence was interrupted by a loud growl coming from his stomach. A second later, a pink blush was covering his face.

"Free room and meals, what do ya say?"

Before for he knew it, he was dragged off by the teen to reach who knows where. And in his mind, his 'uncle' was ripping him a new one. Luckily the white haired exorcist couldn't hear it.

Chapter 1:

It was amazing, extravagant, awe inspiring and any other words that explained how I felt right now. Wow, just wow. I always loved clowns, my whole family did. And it seemed like a lot of other people liked clowns too. Or maybe it was just how this dude acted. They were throwing money at him like he was some wishing well.

-"I always wanted to see a clown!" Said a giggling voice. "Let's go to the circus together, 'kay Chris?"-

Ah.

I'm having bad thoughts again. And with that in mind I held my stomach and leaned against the nearest person, which happened to be a shy portly old man.

"Hey, hey are you alright kid?"

"Just dandy," I mumble out. "Just let me stay on your tummy for a sec, 'kay big guy?"

"Just don't puke." And with that he went to watch the white haired clown strut his stuff once more. I later decided to let the good man go and sit near one of the bakeries, which happened to be empty of people. All of them went out to see the beautiful clown. Even the baker, who I've seen throw a loaf at the man for payment for the show.

I look at the clown act from the distance, only seeing normal dressed people bunched together with a few loud 'awe's' and 'ooh's' coming out of their mouths. I would have called them idiots if I wasn't doing that just a few minutes ago.

-"Let's go to the circus, 'kay?"-

"Ah." I bonk my head against the wooden table, my cramps coming back. My usually -(beautiful if I say so myself)- blue eyes dazed and brown hair falling into them. That's right; I'm out here to look for somebody. I can't be messing around.

"Hello miss?" I say to the nearest girl who blushed my way. I wouldn't blame them, I'm –(after all)- beautiful.

"A-ah, yes sir?" How cute, a stutter.

"I was wondering if that clown comes here often." I say with a one hundred watt smile.

"N-No, he's just p-passing by," She looked at me expectantly. "Is that all sir?"

"Yes, thank you." And with that she went down the road with her giggling friends.

"Did you see that guy," Said one of her buddies in the distance. "Gorgeous."

I know how you fee-

"Shit." I look at the space where the group of huddled people used to be, the clown now clear from my sight. Hopping up from my seat, I ran around looking for the traveler that could be the one way ticket to my little brother.

"Come on feet!" I yell in frustration. "Go faster." That dude has to be here, I only took my eyes off him for a minute!

"'S'cuse me sir! Have you seen a clown around here?!" I yell to the nearest person who jumped and turned to me. I quickly notice the overly big glasses before I hear a 'down the road.' and quickly run to the bridge. Looking around, I quickly see a golden flash near the entrance under the bridge and run down the slope to see another blinding flash.

I look inside the stone bridge and see the clown from earlier, his eyes closed and costume still intact. The flashing light came from a cool looking gold ball with wings… Was that a row of teeth, or was I seeing things?

"Hey you!" I shout startling the clown, my grin slipped when I saw bright silvery blue eyes look at me before going on full force. For an old man he sure got pretty eyes.

"You're the clown from earlier right?" Seeing him nod my grin feels like it was splitting my face in half. "I saw you earlier and I was thinking if you need a place to stay."

"Why?" A silky smooth voice said quietly, pretty high for a guy if you ask me. He looked at me in confusion and wariness and I felt kinda foolish all of a sudden. What was I doing? I shouldn't be asking strangers to come over! … But...

"You're a traveler- right?" Seeing another nod I smiled and said, "I'm looking for somebody… Maybe you might know who."

Before the clown could answer I hear a loud growl coming from his abdomen, an idea popping in my head. Well if you want to get a man, get his stomach first.

"Free room and meals, what do ya say?" I saw him nod quickly, his eyes sparkling and stomach growling with happiness or hunger -maybe both-. Either way I had a chance to find my lil' bro, and if that doesn't work I could still be entertained for a day or two. Dragging him across the street I whistled to myself, it was a good day.

"Damn it Allen!" Neah yells in frustration. It wasn't raining anymore but it was overly sunny and his 'nephew' just agreed to follow a stranger. All thanks to food. He knew his 'nephew' was going to be the death of him, he wasn't even in a physical body but he was getting gray hairs! Wasn't turning his skin gray enough?

"You idiotic nephew!" He yelled to his 'nephew' that probably couldn't hear him. "If you die I'm bringing you back to life and strangle you with my bare hands!"

Mysterious, cool Noah reputation be damned… His Allen was just kidnapped.

The hou- no it couldn't be a house, the mansion was humongous. And the surrounding fields near it were even bigger. The boy, Christopher Welt, or Chris for short looked at me with an amused looked and I blushed at my obviously, gaping face.

It took a few hours to get hear by town since we had to walk, It was already dusk and the place was glowing with lights. It really was a beautiful sight, a bit eerie though...

"So… This is your place?" I say, before mentally smacking myself. Of course this was his place! He wouldn't have brought me here if it wasn't. Too busy calling myself stupid in different languages; I didn't notice him pushing me into the mansion, maids and servants looking at me in curiosity.

If I noticed, then I would have turned five shades of red, yet luckily I still had my makeup on and I was still counting off all the times I said stupid at myself.

"Well," Chris said with a sparkle in his blue eyes. "-This will be your room for a night or two and I'll be bringing you food in a bit so get settled, 'kay?"

"A-alright." With a wave, he left me to my own advices. Opening the door, I'm surprised to see a regular looking room with a queen sized bed. Throwing my stuff onto the floor I go to the restroom to clean myself up before getting a bit of sleep. It's been a while before I got to sleep in a bed.

Plopping myself face first into the bed; I let myself go off like a light.

Looking up Allen blinked at the grinning moon, his arms tied to the throne with chains and...Do you sense deja vu? Before he could think anything else, a pink thing was throw at him, making Allen dodge before it could make it could make a hole in his face. A few pieces of white locks tearing off and floating in the wind.

Turning a sickly pale he turned to look at the-menacing- pink umbrella, which was currently impaled into the throne where his head would have been.

"… Allen…" Allen quickly turned to the man in front of him, unlike before Neah looked strangely pissed, practically spitting fire.

"Fourteenth?" The white haired boy asked in confusion, his eyebrows furrowed. "What the bloody hell are you- you could have killed me!"

"That's the point you idiot!" The Noah lunged at him, making the thrown tip back and both of them falling with a thud. The Fourteenth was shaking him back and forth, like some rag doll. Shouting about dramatic teens, kidnapping, and -for some strange reason- the weather.

"N-Neah," I gasp out from the lack of breath. "What are you talking about?"

"You," He grounded out. "-and your idiotic mood swings, but that's not the point!"

"Then what is?" Allen said in exasperation, his 'uncle' was confusing him again. He knew Neah for a while now; they did have pleasant talks here and there even before Allen joined the order. Yet at the time he could only hear the Noah and he didn't even know he was one back then. Allen just thought Neah was an imaginary friend, it was normal for kids to have one. Yet when was he normal?

"… You do know you were just kidnapped right?" Neah said, Allen looked at his 'uncle' in confusion before Neah's words finally sunk in.

"It's not kidnapping if you agree..."Allen said slowly. "Besides- If Chris wanted to harm me, I could protect myself."

"Either way," Said Neah, his dark brown hair falling into Allen's face. "I don't like the way he looks at you."

With another confused look, Allen opened his mouth but was interrupted when he felt a pull.

It took a while of explaining to my dunderhead of a chef, but I finally got a nice hot meal for my guest. The shining silver tray was practically filled with food: bologna, salad, clam chowder, and different types of bread. I snickered to myself quietly; the amount on this tray would astound the clown.

If you haven't noticed already, I had lots of fun bragging how rich I am to others. But hey, if you had it, might as well show it.

When I opened the door, the first thing I saw was a body suffocating in one of the guest beds. Dropping the tray of food, I rushed to the man and turned him over-

Only to see a beautiful teen staring back at me.

"Gah!" Who- who the- "Who the hell are you!"

The white haired teen looked at me in annoyance, running his hand through those white locks. "… Chris it's me- Allen."

"… Who?" I asked, he didn't know anyone named Allen. Realization quickly filled the silver eyes before the boy smiled, standing up on the queen bed, this 'Allen' bowed dramatically. One hand on his heart with the other behind his back. Like a servant greeting his master.

To say that my ego didn't inflate would be a lie.

"My name is Allen Walker, full time exorcist and part time clown," Said the still bowing boy. "Nice to meet you Christopher Welt."

E-exorcist? Wait, clown!?

"You..." I blink before it finally hit me. "You're the clown that I invited over!"

He looked waaay different from the clown I met an hour ago. For one thing, he was beautiful. White hair framing his face and silver eyes slightly hazy. If it wasn't for that scar...

"Are you alright Chris?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed getting out of his bowing position.

"Yeah, just dandy." I mutter before shaking my head and heading over to the fallen food. "Sorry about the food I'll get you another tray."

"No," He declined. "It's fine."

Before I could reach the silver tray, the white haired exorcist grabbed it and put it by the nearby desk.

"It would be a waste if I don't eat it..." Throwing a piece of bread at the weird golden ball, my eyes widen when I saw it open its mouth and start chewing the small portions of bread. "People worked hard to make this food."

Huh, for some reason I feel guilty for wasting food in my life. This kid sure knew how to make a person feel horrible without even trying. Was that a good thing?

"Well… I'll get some shut eye." Allen yawned. "It's been a long day."

"Aren't you going to-" Looking at his plate, my eyes nearly pop out of their sockets. It was spotless. I could see my reflection!

"I'm already done." Allen said with amusement hidden in his voice.

"Good night," The white haired boy said. "Oh, and thanks for the snack."

With that, Allen closed the door with a click before I could say anything back.

"Yeah," I grumble. "You're welcome."

Walking down the hall way, I decided that I would wake the exorcist up with a scare. It would only be right, to welcome my guest into the Welt Family mansion.

What I didn't know-unfortunately-, was the chaos that would be happening tomorrow morning wouldn't be caused by me.