Nightmare

On a faithful night in Noah's ark, in the player's room, a fearful panting was to be heard.
Allen rolled side to side, becoming entangled in his bed-sheets.
Cold sweat poured down his beautiful face, and that same countenance was covered in sadness and pain.
Once again was Allen Walker haunted by dreams of his beloved father, on the day that he, Allen himself, had destroyed Mana.
Neah was pained to have to watch this scene from his mirror, unable to do something about it, but also unable to stop watching his dear nephew.
When he, once again, tried to reach for him, he was stopped by electrical shocks running trough his finger-tips when he touched the surface of the damned glass between them.
An angry growl escaped from his throat and he rammed his fist into said mirror.
But it was no use, the universe wouldn't let the dead go mingle with the living. For he was a mere soul.
He was forced to watch his Allen to wince in pain and scream out his despair, trashing around in his sleep.
Allen's nightmare had taken another level of horribleness; the memories he had tried so hard to forget were forced through his mind at a fast phase. And were all repeated countless times.
"DAMN THIS!" he roared like a beast out of control and he used the manipulating powers of the Noah of Destruction upon the mirror-wall.
The high-concentrated amount of destruction caused one single crack to form. Only one.
But it was enough for him.
Once more, he gathered the destruction from within and concentrated the power in his fist and with one mighty punch, the glass chattered and the shreds fell on the ivory floor.
It was simply amazing Allen didn't wake up with all this noise.  
Neah wiped the dust off his shoulders and walked over to the trashing teen.
His eyes softened as he knelt next to the bed, laying his hand on Allen's forehead.
The moment their skins touched, Allen's eyes shot open, crying a river.
Neah bend over and cupped Allen's cheeks, staring deep into his silver eyes. Allen stopped sobbing and Neah smiled.
"It's okay Allen"
Allen looked at him with huge wet eyes and pouted. Neah thought his heart was melting.
Neah placed a kiss on Allen's cheek and a second one on his mouth.
"Go back to sleep, I'll watch over you"
Allen made a small nod and smiled.

Neah kissed the pale neck of the sleeping teen and pulled the boy closer to his chest, caressing Allen's cheeks.
"Sweet dreams", he whispered to the white haired youth before he drifted to sleep himself.

The next morning, when Allen woke up, Neah was gone.
Trapped inside the mirror once again.