God Will Make It Up to You

Author’s Note: Hi! This is my first D.Gray-Man Fic. I own nothing. I wish I did but it’s probably better that I don’t. I’d have Yuu and Allen going at it like bunnies. Which is what fanfics are for! And lovely databases like aff and ff! *Ahem*

HOWEVER – all quotes (at the beginning of the stories), original attack names, original characters and situations are mine. Thank you.

This is a Yullen. That translates into a Yuu x Allen fic. I’m just starting in on this fandom and if you’ve read me over in the Naruto section then you know my other big hook is Ita/Naru. I’ve been having real issues with writer’s block (yes, the dreaded excuses) but I’ve been recently inspired by the manga and the anime. I don’t see much fanfics on D.Gray-Man in general in aff and only somewhat more on ff. So this is my contribution.

YUU x ALLEN FOREVERRRR!!!!

EXTRA WARNINGS: Please NOTE! This story has non-consensual sex in it.
It also has strong mentions of torture and cruelty. Please take care when reading. If you don’t like it, than don’t read it! Flames will be ignored or deleted!

THIS IS NOT A RELIGIOUS STORY! I say “God” often in this story but that is a metaphor for a general “light” that is fighting against “dark”. Please do not address any more religious meaning to this than you feel comfortable with. I am NOT writing this with a religious point in mind. Please know that any such thing was not intentional.

One more thing… THIS IS YAOI!!!! MAN ON MAN! DON’T LIKE?! WELL THEN DON’T READ! Thank you. *Bows*

‘Thinking’ – thoughts of respective characters
“talking” – what characters are verbally saying
~flashback~/~timeskip~ - indicates a flashback in time or a time timeskip
[ATTACKUU~] – name of attack and/or weapon name/release

God Will Make It Up To You
1st Night: Damned Fate, Cursed Reality

Fate plays a crooked game,
Laughing at our plight.
Bleeding bones and shattered hearts,
How can you appeal to the inhumane?

It was dark, cold and everything hurt. Kanda and Allen hung from the ceiling by wrist chains. They were inside the “tunnel”, a tube that connected the Ark and the Black Ark. Once the tunnel was discovered both the Millennium Earl and the Black Order found furiously over it, each hoping to secure it as a gate to the enemy’s base.

It was during this clash that the Earl of Millennium’s sword and Allen’s sword collided and released a massive amount of energy. This coupled with the fact that the tunnel was not that stable to begin with had created an ending no one, not even the Earl or Marian Cross, predicted.

Somehow the two Arks were pulled together and a piece of each Ark broke off as space condensed and the tunnel formed more of a bubble. In other words, they were in a separate sub dimension within the space. Trapped – they being Allen Walker, Yuu Kanda, the Earl, Tyki Mikk, Rhode, Jasdebi and Debitto.

A nightmare that only got worse for the 2 exorcists. They were quickly captured and disarmed, the damned twins sitting on Kanda and Tyki holding Allen.

They would have been killed immediately but it seemed that fate had decided to have a good laugh at their expense. In some ways, dying would have been a blessing. But as it was, none of them, Noah or exorcist, could be allowed to die. The energy containing them cycled so in order for them to get out another massive burst of energy was needed. Only the Earl and Allen’s swords colliding could produce such an outflow.

The space while solid, was far from stable. It was somehow the exact balance of energies that were inside the bubble that allowed it to exist as it did. If anyone died, it was fully possible that it would collapse onto itself forming a small black hole right there above central Europe where they’d been fighting and were now moored. Neither side wanted to die, so there was little choice but to cooperate.

It would take a month at least for the energy cycle to reach its lowest point.

While the exorcists were necessary for their survival, the Noah had no intention of wasting their precious time together. This was made thoroughly clear when Jasdebi and Debitto thrashed them and then chained them up in here – a random room ominously named the “play pain room” by Rhode.

The Earl didn’t care about the exorcists unless he could kill them, though he demanded that certain questions be answered. To be honest, he didn’t believe for a moment either stupid sheep would say anything,

“Of all the exorcists we get trapped with, we get the stubborn ones,” he grumbled as he knit. Jasdebi and Tyki Mikk were left in charge of the prisoners much to Tyki’s delight. He’d been very eager to ‘speak’ with the white haired boy for some time. He suspected that they had much to say to one another.

Opening the door, Tykki stepped inside, immaculately clothed and carrying a large tray of objects materialized for him by Jasdebi. Jasdebi was sleeping, having no interest what so ever in the prisoners for the moment, which suited Tyki just fine. He wanted no interference. He’d spoken to Rhode, who was more interested in playing with Relo and entering her dream world then the two, as well as the Earl who had assured him that he could do as he pleased with Allen.

But the Earl wanted information on the 14th and Marian Cross’s abilities. And anything pertaining to them. Tyki smiled. Well, he would ask but he was more thinking about other things he and the beautiful white haired boy – no young man at this point being just barely 17 – could be doing. He was irritated as much as he was interested in how the boy had lived. It was really a lovely thing and Tyki was truly going to enjoy punishing him for it. He was going to break those beautiful smoky gray blue eyes and all the determination within them.

“Maa~Maa~ It seems we’re going to have some fun, ne?” He smiled at them easily. Kanda just sneered at him while Allen eyed him coldly.

“I have nothing to say to you, traitorous piece of shit!” Kanda snarled. His Mugen was not that far away but it was hopeless. His Innocence wouldn’t activate here in this space. Allen’s was probably the only exception being so closely connected to his heart and emotions.

“What do you want Tyki Mikk?” Allen asked coldly, warily. After all this man had killed him once before. Tyki gave that same cold smile, that was more a pointless upturning of his lips then anything else.

“For one, information. I want to know about both of your generals, their abilities, their weaknesses. Oh, and while you’re talking please don’t forget to mention the 14th and what that pointless church finally discovered after that amusing investigation into it ended.” Allen started. It was true that the church had warily investigated him as the 14th’s keeper of Will but the entire matter had turned out surprisingly for everyone.

But the matter was still highly classified and what they discovered they could not afford to let the Noah know, so Allen just stared at him. Tyki shook his head.

“Fuck you! Like we would ever tell a bastard like you anything!” Kanda spat at his feet.

“Kanda! Control yourself! This guy is bad news! He’s-” Too late. Tyki punched Kanda in his unprotected stomach with the force of a truck. Kanda spat blood up as he was lifted in his chains and slammed against the wall before swinging back to hang in front of the Noah.

“Now, now. Listen to your friend. I think we’ll start with you first. You probably can help me with something that I want.” Tyki mused idly, his one eye glancing at the horrified Allen. ‘Yes, this will do nicely.’

“Tyki! Stop! Kanda doesn’t know anything about the 14th-!”

“Ah! But you do.” Allen clamped his mouth shut.

“Be quiet you useless moyashi*1...” Kanda snarled against the pain of his surely cracked ribs. Tyki smiled at the little pet name. He would have to remember that.

“Hm~ Yes. Do be quiet, Allen. You’ll get your turn.” Tyki picked up a leather bit gag off of the tray and shoved it between Allen’s teeth. Immediately he tried to spit it out and turn his head away, but Tyki calmly kicked Kanda in the stomach and Allen held still while the bit was fastened behind his head. Turning back to the sullen, silent Kanda, Tyki tore the jacket and uniform off of his body and left him wearing nothing but his underwear which were (not surprisingly) black. Allen flushed seeing his comrade all but naked.

‘Kanda really is beau- GAHHH!!! WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?!’ Allen felt his cheeks heating more. But it was true. Kanda’s body was more mature than Allen’s being that he was 19 and it was chiseled by hours of constant training and devoted hard work. He was like an elegant sculpted piece of alabaster which was only enhanced by his silky black hair and elegant face. His eyes were a beautiful deep ebony, cold, cruel in some ways but still haughty and aristocratic.

“A perfect canvas. Before we get started, do you feel like just telling me about your general... What’s his name...? Um, the old guy with glasses....” Tyki snapped his fingers. “Got it! Fry Teeden!” Allen and Kanda stared at him. “Um. That’s not it. Fru, Fra, Fro- Froi...Teasten, Tieden, Tiedoll! Froi Tiedoll! Yes, that’s the one!” Tyki beamed at Kanda.

“Idiot.” CRACK! Another rib snapped at Tyki’s punch. “Gah!” Tyki sighed with exaggerated patience, picking up one of the toys off the tray – a long handled three tailed whip with nasty little metal spikes on the end. Tyki smirked, his handsome visage slipping a bit as it grew monstrous, a clown’s mask from hell.

“Ready? Again, just shout out when you decided to talk... But until then feel free-” Tyki swung his arm back, Kanda’s body tensing immediately for the pain. “to scream!” Allen’s eyes widened in anguish as blood hit his face. The blood of his comrade.

“Gahhh...” Kanda bit down on his lip hard enough to make it bleed. How could a single lash hurt so much! It was probably a combination of the metal pieces and the Noah’s unnatural strength a rational part of his mind reasoned. But that part was silenced as the whip came down again.

CRACCKK! “ARRGHH!!” CRAAACK!!! “NGGG~!” CRRACCCK!! “GAHHHH!!!” Tyki enjoyed himself, seeing how far he could get the whip to wrap around the exorcist’s excellent body, creating crisscrossing patterns all down his back, chest, arms and legs. Soon Kanda was dripping blood from dozens of painful welts and thin gashes from where the whip had bitten into him. Glancing sideways, he smirked. He’d gotten the right reaction.

Allen was covered in sweat, his eyes wide, desperate and pleading. His arms were bleeding where’d ineffectually struggled against his cuffs, frantic to get to Kanda and protect him somehow. He was trembling and there were spatters of Kanda’s blood on his coat and face. Tyki smirked. ‘A little more...’

Putting the whip down, he turned his attention back to Kanda. Kanda was awake, which was to be expected. He panted heavily, his eyes glazed with pain but still glaring at the Noah standing in front of him.

“Anything to say?” Tyki asked, leaning against the wall, the picture of friendliness.

“Go- to- Hell...” Kanda bit out around the white hot lines of pain all over his body. Tyki sighed, just so predictable. Really, this boy was turning out to behave exactly as he had hoped.

“You first,” Tyki picked up a number of sharp nails about the length of a finger. He picked up a hammer and turned back to his captive. From the way they were positioned Kanda couldn’t see what he was holding but Allen could.

“MMMmmghhh! NGGHH!!! NGG!!” Allen thrashed desperately. ‘NOOOO!!! No! No! Please don’t do it! Please! Someone please stop him! Tyki coolly surveyed Kanda’s body and chose his upper thigh just beside the pelvic bone. It was already slick with blood but he easily forced the tip of the nail in.

“Ghhhhhh....” Kanda’s face, already covered with sweat, tensed, his teeth clamping together. He knew what was coming. Raising the hammer, Tyki slid the first nail home.

THUNK. “One.”

“ARRRRRRGGGGHH!!!” Tears ran down Allen’s face as he helplessly watched his comrade, a person he admired and had fought with on multiple occasions being tortured slowly in front of him.

THUNK. “Two.”

~Half an Hour Later~

Tyki stepped back to survey his work a second time. ‘Such hard work really does cause one to sweat,’ he thought idly wiping his face with a cloth. Kanda had fallen unconscious, to his credit, only when the 20th and last nail was driven through his left hand. The twenty heads shone against his already tattered white skin, surrounded by a trickle of blood. Some he’d put so they pierced through like bizarre barbell piercings. Others he’d driven straight in. He was of course careful not to hit anything vital or do anything that would be fatal.

But thankfully for him, exorcists were a tough lot by nature. Even an equipment type like him received stamina and strength boost, though not like a parasitic type did. Turning to Allen, he hung just as limply, his eyes staring hollowly at Tyki. But in there depths burned fury and hatred at his actions. He knew that he was next, but that didn’t both him at all. If he felt anything it was happiness.

Allen would do anything to draw attention away from Kanda, to give the swordsman even a little bit of respite and rest.

Tyki snapped his fingers and unchained the young man but caught him firmly, wrenching his arms behind his back and dragging him out the door. Allen stared frantically at the hanging unconscious Kanda. Where was this mad man taking him?! And why?!

Tyki flung open the rooms that he’d claimed as his own. They were pointlessly luxurious in the usual blacks and reds that they preferred with sinister hangings, pictures and lighting that set the mood. Throwing Allen onto the floor, another snap of his fingers attached the boy’s chain to a ring embedded in the floor. Allen’s hands slid up to unbuckle the gag. Tyki just twisted his head slightly as it sailed childishly past him.

“BASTARD.”

“Now, now. Be good. You’ll get your turn soon. Right now, get some rest. After all you’ll need it soon!” Raising his hand in farewell, Tyki smirked as he made for the door. ‘3-2-1...’

“Please! Wait a minute! Where are you going?!” Allen cried desperately. Surely he wasn’t going back to Kanda! After what he’d already done?! Tyki turned, ’Bingo.

“Why, back to Mr. Kanda of course! After all, we can’t just leave him... hanging there can we? Also, he wasn’t very cooperative before, so I think that I’ll wake him up and see if he’s changed his mind.” Allen knew that Kanda would die first.

“Kanda won’t tell you anything. And neither will I. But please... please... Don’t hurt him anymore!” Tyki felt his pulse quicken, a predator feeling his prey begin to falter and give in.

“Why not? Even if he doesn’t say anything, I just have to keep him alive until the end of the month. To be honest, it would be good if he died shortly afterwards.” Allen felt his blood chill.

“What... what do you want? You want something. I can tell,” he whispered at the man, Tyki smirking at him from under his dark hair, his eyes calmly mocking. “I won’t tell you anything about the 14th or anything about any exorcists’ abilities. But... I think you want something else. What- what is it?”

“You.” Allen felt his stomach plummet.

“Wh-a-what do you mean?” Tyki laughed,

“Please Allen-kun, you can’t be that stupid.” Walking over to the chained young man, he slammed his chained arms above his head as he straddled the boy’s narrow hips. Allen’s body began to tremble.

No. No. No. This wasn’t happening. It couldn’t mean that he meant-? Surely, surely not. This was all just a bad dream. Another nightmare. He’d wake up. He’d wake up. He’d-

“Sorry, boy. This is no nightmare. Welcome to reality.” Tyki slammed his mouth down on the boy’s tender lips. Allen screamed into his mouth and Tyki forced his tongue inside. Stroking, playing, humiliating him. Finally, Allen managed to bite Tyki’s lip and he reared back, blood dripping down his chin. Tyki smirked at his fire.

“I see. That’s how it is, hmmm~ Very well.” Tyki got up off Allen’s body and straightening his clothes, made for the door again. He knew now thought that the kill was certain.

“Wait! You can’t! Kanda-” Allen’s voice cut off as he watched the Noah stop just at the door. He knew now that the Noah had played him like a master maestro. Torturing Kanda in front of him to get him soft enough to take advantage of, then threatening more if Allen didn’t – didn’t.... ‘God, why?’

“Well? What is your decision? Will you give in to me? Or do I go play with Kanda some more? Of course realize, I’ll be back to try to convince you to change your mind if you say no. But you should weight that against your friend’s safety. There might not be so much left of him by then. I’m not really patient when I want something, Allen.” The said boy shuddered. “After all, he could still survive without – say, hummm~ an arm?” Allen’s eyes flew up to Tyki’s cruel mocking ones.

Lowing his white haired head, Allen nodded. Tyki grinned. After all he’d always known that he would win.

“Good boy, Allen. Good boy. We’ll have lots of fun together and we will see how broken I can make you, hm?”

~End 1st Night~

AU: Welllll.... Yep! There’s the 1st Night. Wooo... Sorry to leave you hanging but that’s coming soon. Please REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!!!!! It seriously encourages me to write more! And I appreciate the thought. Anyway, some side notes:

If you haven’t followed the most recent chapters of the scanlated manga out there, then you might be somewhat lost. Do not despair, I won’t spoil it for you too much. Just know that the “Arks” are bases where both the Exorcists and the Earl have one. They allow for transportation among other things. In regards to the 14th and the 14th’s Will that’s a bit more complicated but to put it simply, Allen was chosen to bear various burdens, one of which happens to be from someone called the 14th. My story if placed on the timeline so that the matters with that have already been figured out and decided.

The manga has not gotten there yet, so when I cover it later, it will be my take on what the 14th means. In other words, I don’t really *know* yet either.

*1: Moyashi – this means “beansprout” meaning ‘shorty’. It’s Kanda’s derogative nickname for Allen. (“Bakanda” is Allen’s return insult – Baka+Kanda – Idiot Kanda).

Yes, so there are the notes. Please enjoy and don’t forget to rate and review. Farewell until the next installment.