Summary: AU: After escaping an abusive relationship, Allen makes a new start. New school, New friends. What happens when he falls for the ever popular Lavi Bookman? And how long can he stay hidden from his ex's evil clutches? Oh! did I mention he's disguised as a girl? M for future content

Author's Note: SEE? I'm writing a Laven! Toldja I'd make it up to the Lavi fans! P.s. sorry its been so , but duty calls. (In this case, school *hisses* ) It's been really clogging my calendar and harshing my mellow. Characters by Katsura Hoshino. Story by yours truly. Correct grammar by your mom. Seasons of Love

Allen wept in silent sobs. His tears crept down his face and left wet dots sprinkled across the pillow. He tried to hold back his gag reflex as he felt the man beside his wrap a muscular arm around his bare torso. The silver haired teen felt hot breath on the nape of his neck as the elder approached, playfully biting at him.

"Damn, kid, you really are a good fuck." Tyki purred sadistically. Allen couldn't help but have a strangled, strained cry escape his scream-parched throat. He had been raped. Used and abused endlessly by someone he thought he could trust time and again, only to come crawling back again to reenact the whole thing after he was pleaded to stay. He was so weak and stupid, he thought. Squeezing his eyes tight, he imagined he was somewhere anywhere from here. He bit his lip as he realized he couldn't escape this moment, for the hot panting against him and the pain in his lower half shot him immediately back to reality. He had to get out of here.

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Chapter 1

. The sudden brightness of the warm sun stunned Lavi's eyes momentarily and he squinted them, his brows furrowing,. The scorching sun reflected off the blacktop, but a sweetly cool breeze extinguished it, shifting the trees in a slow rhythmic dance. The red head shut the car door behind him and leaned against the machine. He sighed. The summer went by in a flash and a new school year had begun.

"Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaavi!~" A familiar female voice chimed, as Lavi was glomp tackled by his best girl friend, Linalee Lee. "Lavi-kuuuuun! I missed you sosososoSO much! Summer camp was a total drag! Especially since I couldn't contact you at all. You know how hard it is to sneak things past that horrible woman! She's such a dog. She made me clean all the camp's dishes one night for having my cell phone out just this once…" Lavi picked himself off the ground and swiped the dirt off his uniform, smiling and letting a heartful chuckle.

"Missed ya too Lee Lee." He said, wrapping an arm around her and squeezing her in a half hug.

"You and your nicknames…" Linalee said wrinkling up her nose. The two made their way to the school building, arm and arm, reminiscing their summers.

Miss Anita sat, her legs crossed across her desk, leafing through the pages of her novel, while the homeroom, including Lavi and Linalee began to arrive and chat across desks. The bell finally rang and the ebony-haired teacher sighed and inserted a bookmark in her mystery story. She just discovered the killer was in the house! She whined in her brain.

The class became silent as she cleared her throat and began pacing back and forth across the length of the hardwood floor beneath her.

"Welcome, to English Literature" Anita breathed in her silky, elegant and dramatic voice. "I trust you enjoyed your vacation," Anita began roaming up and down the aisles of desks. ", Because back to school means back to work; and we are going to work." Moaning sighs of disappointment resounded in response. Anita smiled and walked back to her desk to pick up her red plastic clipboard. She took it and placed it on her podium, skimming over her notes before continuing. "With literature, one can express wisdom, love, hate, pain, sadness, adventure~~." Anita's voice emphasized as her excitement rose in her voice. "As we learn and grow in our studies of the wonders of our language, we begin to develop our own styles, signatures, and forms… and therefore mark our work as our own." The distinctly beautiful woman turned her back abruptly to her students. Her glossy black mane, wrangled into a ponytail stretching down her back, hovered gracefully behind her.

A few of the boys sitting in the back of the room whispered vulgar remarks and snickered. Linalee sent her deadliest glare their way and they immediately shut their mouths.

Anita plucked up a piece of chalk from the rail running along the underside of the board and began to write. "For the next few days, we're going to ex—" Anita was cut off mid-sentence by a little knock on the door. The students who had been spacing out were now alert and curious as to what was happening. It wasn't often that anybody interrupted classes at a prestige school such as Black Order High. Miz Anita pursed her lips to the side as the door slowly crept open.

Lavi, who was sitting in the middle row near the front with Linalee, had his vision directed in the same direction as everybody else. They all waited anxiously for the entrance of the visitor and seemed to lean far over in anticipation.

Hesitantly, a petite figure stepped through the threshold. Lavi didn't notice his mouth drop open as he examined this strange creature. Her silken-spun hair, white as first snow, elegantly framed her ivory face and just barely tickled the base of her long, thin neck. Her pink lips formed a nervous, pouted little shape about her features. The girl's chest was flat, but she made up for that fact with her long, shaped legs that stretched down in tempting stalks from her black, grey and white uniform skirt. Lavi couldn't find any imperfections in that nervously postured cupid, but one. She bore a soft pink scar stretching from the base of her lustrous, pale blue left eye to the middle of the lightly flushed cheek on the same side. Lavi felt a sudden disappointment, as though someone brought him down from a delicious high as the blushing beauty lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Please forgive me..." It was the most angelically innocent voice his ears had ever detected, "…I…got lost trying to find my way to your class Miz Anita-sensei. The building is just so large I…." The mysterious damsel bit her lower lip, sending a string of unidentified pleasure from the sound of her voice and cute nervous gesture. A hum of whispers briefly crossed the air and the girl wrung her hands with fidgets.

Anita smiled warmly, temporarily lowering the level of anxiousness in the adorable class addition as she returned it with a crooked one, clutching the strap of her tan messenger bag.

"I knew someone was missing." Anita, still smiling, said as she motioned the girl to come closer. The kindhearted educator put a warm, manicured hand on the new student's shoulder. "Class, this is Allen Walker~. She just transferred here from a town called Ark. Please, make her feel welcome." Anita turned to Allen. "Please, sit in any open seat."

Allen smiled awkwardly at her new classmates, who were unmistakably grinning right back. Soft clicking noises echoed as Allen walked up the stairs of desks until she reached Lavi's row. The flaring-red headed male took in a sharp breath as Allen plopped down next to him.

Author's note: YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT! I'M MAKING ALLEN CROSSDRESS AGAIN! *Shot* I just can't genetically alter his gender :O …well I guess I could, but it wouldn't be any fun *creepy smile* *Shot again*

Lavi: I kind of like that skirt on you, Allen.

Allen: *blush * It's a kilt.

Lavi: Whatever *dreamy look *

Uncounted-Blessings-chan: … -_-"

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