This is the first installment of a project my dear friend Krisy (who goes by demonwings737 around here :P) and I started months ago out of suffering several bouts of writer's block – the idea is for one person to provide a prompt word (any and every kind of word, whatever comes to mind) and the other will write a one-sentence "story" of sorts for it over phone texting. We started out writing them for a mutual duo we both adore quite a lot, and as it all developed and progressed, turned into quite the character study! It's funny – the further along we get, the longer our answers are. :D I finally typed up the latest of them, stared at the 27-ish pages we've got and looked over at Krisy... "... You mind if I start posting these?" – "Go for it. ^^"

Manga/Anime: DGM

Character Focus: Allen Walker and Lavi Bookman (with appearances of the rest of the DGM crew)

~ This is rather amusing when you think about it, as she is a fan of the couple and I a fan of the friendship, but somehow we managed to write a good enough balance between the two that made us both happy. ^^ So, these can be read however you want to see them, if you so wish, there is plenty of a variety between angsty, sweet, intense, and quiet moments that fans of either side of the fandom can enjoy them all – I'd actually like to see if anyone is willing to guess who wrote which. :3

Rating: T (for language, angst, and some blood/intense situations)

Summary: These are the untold moments, the withheld memories, the unsung events; what history books may never tell, but what the ink on their souls has now bled through sharp enough to reveal hints of. Allen&Lavi (co-ath'd with demonwings737)

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Legends: Though at times it didn't seem like it, Allen knew, as he wiped his sweaty brow with a trembling, bloodied hand, the last of the akuma falling to the ripped ground at his and Lavi's feet – "Whoa Allen, did you see how ugly that bastard was?" – they were destined to be legends.

Scribbles: It really was amusing, Lavi mused with a grin, that for all Allen's cunning and strength, how deeply he could sleep; enough that his best friend could depict a wide assortment of scribbles all over his face without so much of a twitch to ruin the ink.

Brother: It was times like this, when Lavi had him pinned to the floor, laughing heartily as he tickled him mercilessly, that Allen truly believed with all his heart Lavi was the big brother he had claimed himself to be and smiled in spite himself, as he allowed the familial abuse for a moment longer than necessary before launching his counter-attack.

Waltz: The Waltz, Allen thought with a sigh and endured Lavi adjusting his poor stance yet again, trying to teach the younger Exorcist the correct way to pivot his legs and hips evenly; I can fight akuma without fear but this… this is truly horrific.

Moonlight: Allen truly was beautiful, Lavi couldn't help but muse as he studied the younger male laying beside him, tracing every line and curve of his sleeping friend's face as it glowed in the moonlight.

Flowers: Under the careful instruction of the little girl sitting beside him, Allen slipped the last daisy into place, and with a swift bout of flourish, and sparking the laughter of the three children from the town surrounding them, plunked the crown of flowers right on Lavi's head.

Feathers: Allen could feel his eyebrow twitch violently as Lavi slid a handful of silver and black feathers into the ponytail he had managed to pull Allen's hair into, resisting the urge to strangle his best friend as the redhead grinned down at him and, laughing, proudly proclaimed, "You're a cockatoo!" to all the amused customers in the pet store.

Mirror: A low gasp escaped Allen's mouth as the pair stared down at the shattered mirror, muttering for good measure, "Seven years bad luck…" to which Lavi shot back, "I don't believe in bad luck, only pushy friends who shove me into the wall!"

Scarf: Allen could barely answer Lavi's soft question, figuring his chattering teeth were proof enough that yes, he was freezing and yes, the obnoxiously orange scarf resting warmly around the redhead's neck was long enough for the two of them to share.

Sunburn: "Ouch," Lavi said gently as he pressed his thumb into Allen's cheek, watching the reddened skin turn white, then pink, and then back to red while Allen winced and groaned pitifully; "…maybe you'll believe me the next time I tell you you'll need to cover up better when we go on a day hike… honestly Allen…"

Hands: Allen hated how his hands were so different in color and shape to Lavi's when the redhead captured his fingers, but found himself rethinking the thought in startled wonderment when Lavi suddenly grinned wide and, with a light twinkle in his eye, kissed his knuckles without a hint of disgust, smiling tenderly against the blackened skin.

Fever: Allen dipped the cloth back into the water, letting the fabric absorb the cool liquid slowly, then lifted it out to squeeze out the excess; his fingers were still dripping as he softly dabbed at Lavi's cheeks and forehead flushed with a color too dark, but breathed a little easier when is friend's own breathing in his fever-induced sleep began to steady.

Soldier: As a Bookman, Lavi never thought of himself as a soldier, but when he revealed this to Allen, the young Exorcist gave him a bemused smile and poked his forehead with a low chuckle, stating earnestly that anyone who risked their lives for others was worthy of the title and that he, Lavi, was in too deep, had saved Allen too many times to not consider himself as one.

Eyes: "Hey…" Lavi stared at him in sudden wonder, catching his arm to stop him, and Allen hesitated as his friend quickly explained, "Your eyes are so clear, I can see my own reflection… I've never seen that myself, only read about it in books."

Fight: "Hey Yuu-chan, you seen All- oh wow Shortstack; the hell did you do to end up pinned to the wall by Mugen…?"

Ice: This was no place to spend a night in winter, both the friends knew as they stared up at the iced-over rafters of the abandoned hut they had found and worked desperately to keep their feeble fire going; but it was easier to sleep the moment Allen's head found Lavi's shoulder and shared equally the two blankets they had with them.

Relief: Every inch of him burned, every inch of him ached but Lavi dared not breathe until he passed through the door to Headquarters and found Allen waiting for him, his unharmed state filling him with such relief he laughed despite his burning lungs and hugged his most beloved person with the last of his strength.

Boat: "Yes Lavi, Bookman is coming too, but I swear, if you mutter even a word about there being a panda in the boat…"

Singing: Lavi muffled a snigger with his hand as he slunk into the baths, shadowing the wall and trying hard not to laugh as he caught the last of Allen's rendition of "Poker Face" over his shower.

Puppy: "Allen, come on, there's not room in the hotel for all three of us and they'll never let you in with him…" but one look at Allen's pleading face mimicking the dirty but deliriously happy little puppy he had found killed any argument Lavi had; that puppy's home and family had, after all, been killed by the akuma they had just destroyed… "Okay, okay, all right, okay!"

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Thank you for reading! Thoughts, suggestions, and critique are always welcome. Until next time!