The Third Side

"Now, nephew…if you wish to contact the Earl and make an offering of peace….simply find an Akuma and then…well. Tell him good evening, afternoon, or morning…whatever time of day it is. And request a visit. This time, we're going after the Order first." Neah was mentally saying to Allen, sprawled out across the bed of the hotel room the two had rented. Neah was the one currently in control of the body of Allen Walker, having wished to feel the sensation of a shower after their initial meeting to discuss the future of Allen and Neah Walker. His hands were behind his head, and one leg was crossed over one knee into the air. "Appeal to his good nature of wanting to complete his family, and have the 14th return to his side. A white flag of peace between myself and my figurative brother." Neah wasn't paying very much attention to what he was saying; really…he was far too concerned with filing his nails with a nail file. It was nice to be able to do that once again. The idea of truly /feeling/ something was something he hadn't known in Allen's head. All his pain was Allen's. Everything had been Allen's at the time.

Allen himself, although paying attention to what his uncle was saying was finding life as Neah had lived it previously to be incredibly boring. No wonder the Noah memories took over the lives of their hosts…boredom caused much insanity. "Appeal to better nature…a peace offering maybe?"

"A new hat or something. He's always enjoyed his hats..." Neah mused lightly, now in the bathroom of the hotel room and was brushing his hair almost obsessively. "If you allow him to decide, then the lives of one of your closest friends will be lost. He'll ask to kill them to prove yourself most likely.

Allen grimaced at the thought of having to kill Lenalee, Lavi, Johnny, Komui…any number of his Order friends…who probably no longer saw him as a friend anymore. Neah noticed the sudden silence of his nephew, the thoughts swirling in sadness.

"They're still your friends, Allen. The order has polluted their minds into thinking that you are not…if they could see the both of us now, working together to put a stop to the Earl, but first taking out the Order while gathering allies from amongst their Exorcists along the way…then they would be amazed. They close-mindedness of the Pope never ceases to amaze me. The close-mindedness of humans in general…" Neah sighed heavily, running his fingers through his hair once he was done brushing it as he watched himself in the mirror. "But…not all humans need to die. There are still some good ones in the world…as impossible as it may seem."

"Yeah…" Allen murmured softly. "After this Earl thing…I'm thinking of showing up…to show them that I'm still…you know…me."

"Can I slap that Lenalee chick? I don't like her. She's too whiny for my liking…Personally, I think Rhode's a much better choice for you…or even Tyki if you lean that way~ I would far prefer you to stay mine forever…but if it's what you wanted."Neah stated calmly, now at the window of the hotel and staring out into the night sky. Gently, softly he began to hum his melody. "Mana and me composed that when we were young…that's what makes it your melody, nephew. It's not just the melody of the 14th, but Mana's as well."

"Uncle! You can't slap Lenalee! Then they'd never trust us," Allen stated rather loudly and indignantly. "And it'd make her cry. She's my very much loved friend."

"All riiiiight. I won't. I can't stand hearing her cry anyway. Anyway…we can switch back now and go Akuma hunting. I can't activate your arm anyway. Doesn't like the dark matter I have. Don't forget that hat." Closing his eyes, Neah concentrated for a minute before reopening them back in Allen's subconscious. "Don't forget to put that eye patch back on over your cursed eye. Can't have anybody recognize you."

Allen slipped the eye patch over his left eye, and left the room, closing and the locking the door behind him. "How am I supposed to detect Akuma if I can't see them."

The presence of a Noah will bring most Akuma to our attention." Neah explained, shrugging his shoulders. "Traitor or not, I'm still a Noah, they will obey."

Leaving the hotel, Allen began wandering the dark streets, the sky lightening into the morning. This time was the best to really go hunting for things, all the freaks and creeps would be headed to bed…but all the normal people were still asleep.

Not that there weren't people in the city of Rome that morning. Although probably a horrible place to live, so close to the Vatican of Italy. It was the perfect spot to be able to keep an eye on the Vatican, in essence, the church.

It seemed as if, however, Rome was clear of Akuma as far as Allen could see. Neah didn't seem to be detecting any, and the training that he was being provided to control his Noah abilities; the main one to switch between Noah and human form being the first on he learned could detect any other, not even his eye.

But of course…Rome was so close to the Vatican that it was likely the Black Order made sure to exterminate all Akuma in the area. "Looks like we'll have to try another area, Neah."

Allen was so occupied with talking to Neah, that he hadn't noticed the voices around him. The familiar voices of two certain exorcists he knew so well. He hadn't noticed he'd run into the red-headed male of the two. "Ah. Sorry…wasn'…" Shit. It was Lavi.

"Oi…its fine…you look kind of familiar. Kind of short, aren't you?"

Allen twitched, and inside of his head, Neah giggled. Although Neah was about the same height, the Noah carried a different bearing about him…to a point where people didn't make fun of his short stature. He just couldn't help but be shorter than some people.

Lavi peered closer at the male; eye to eye patch double time. "Oi….Lenalee! It's Allen!" The eye patch was pulled off, revealing the cursed eye of Allen.

"Allen!" The male was suddenly embraced in a tight hug from Lenalee Lee. "I thought…that you'd gone with the Noah…or that they'd kill you!" The woman was wrapped tightly around Allen trying not to cry. The tears were threatening to fall…but she didn't let them. She had to be strong for Allen.

"Let go of my nephew, woman. He's mine," Neah's voice suddenly snapped out at Lenalee, resisting the urge to slap her. She wasn't crying at least. That was an improvement to say the least. He still didn't like her, however. One eye flashed gold, then back to silver as he, in annoyance, allowed Allen to go back. "My cute nephew. Mine. I won't let anybody else have him."

Allen glanced away from Lavi and Lenalee's shocked faces and he removed himself from Lenalee's hold. He turned and smiled at the both of them. "That was my uncle, the 14th Noah…we've come to an agreement….but he just lost privileges for that little outburst of his."

Lavi seemed intrigued with this aspect, while Lenalee was more in shock about it. That was a bookman for you, however. The knowledge of the world was everything to them. It was more important than friendship…but not to him. Lavi valued his friends as well as his job.

"Neah is…eccentric…ignore him," Allen was saying. "We realized we wanted the same thing…and decided why not work together for the same thing? I retain my body, while I allow him use of it whenever he wants it…which is usually for recreational uses."

Both Allen and Neah knew that Lavi was doing; making notes in his endless memory of what Allen, the new 14th Noah was saying to them. The fact that Neah had a dislike of Lenalee was probably also noted, although on a more…Lavi-level than a Bookman-level.

"Allen, can we trust them? The annoying girl and the bookman apprentice..."

"We can, Neah. I do trust them, and I've always trusted them." Allen responded, not turning his gaze from the two Exorcists as he spoke mentally to his uncle before he began to speak to them. "Before you say anything, I will not return to the Order. I am no longer a part of the Order, or the Earl's war. I wage war on both sides. Both sides are wrong."

A door into the Ark appeared behind Allen, the question mark gleaming brightly in the shining void. "Lenalee, you of all people know the Order's methods are wrong. Master Cross knew it as well. That's why he carried my uncle's Will. I do as well." He glanced back at the both of them as he turned towards the Ark, releasing Timcampy from the sleeve of his shirt. "Tim will lead you to me when you decide." When. Not if. "You will join me, I hope. Oh, Lenalee…uncle apologizes for snapping at you, so. He's very possessive of me, just so you know."

"I did no such thing."

And before the two could even say anything else, or stop him, Allen stepped into the Ark, leaving Tim to settle on top of Lavi's head.

"Uh…Allen."

"What, Neah?"

"The hat."

"Oh shit. Eh. I'll get it another time…I didn't have any money on me anyway…" Allen stated, entering into the Musican's room and sprawling out across a couch in the room. "Do you think they'll join us, uncle? I'm going to ask Kanda as well…and some people of the Science Division. Komui, Johnny, Reever…"

"That second exorcist who tried to maul you with Innocence, really? I thought he was dead…besides I don't like him. He tried to kill you."

Allen smiled, and shook his head. He knew Kanda well; they'd been at odds so many times that he felt that he knew Kanda like a brother. Kanda wasn't dead. He wasn't going to die so easily, not before fulfilling his desire. He closed his eyes, humming the notes to the melody having memorized it without the use of Tim. "We're going to Mater. Don't you argue with me, you're already in enough trouble as is."

"It's probably a good idea to contract the Order people before the Earl…he'll be keeping a close eye on us once we 'join' him, anyway." Neah mused likely, and stretched. "If we can…we should try to recruit some of the Noah as well; Tyki and Rhode, Sheryl might follow them. The Earl probably won't think twice of disposing his 'family' once his goal has been completed. Rhode adores you to bits, Tyki…he's got those human friends of his that he cares for. And Sheryl cares for them both…besides, how could he resist your adorableness anyway? Add my irresistibility to it as well; and we're just completely loveable."

Yeah…

Word Count; 1891
Notes; Fffh. Think I'm writing a full-plotted fanfic here with Neah and Allen in charge of the third side of the war and recruiting people. ;D Basically a continuation of sorts to Answers and Offers I suppose. Neah's like a naughty child. xD Doesn't like Lenalee or Kanda, but Allen's like "No ifs, ands, or buts about it. u.u"