Darkness was the first word that came to Allen's mind. All around him was dark; it made him worry. He was alone, behind a shady bar, like the ones his guardian, Cross Marian, made him go to, for various purpose, like paying his debts, attracting attention. All of this would always the small boy sick, sick of gambling, sick of being alone.
He had just escape from some debts collectors when he found himself lost, lost and alone, lost and afraid of it. Every noise made him jump. Glancing around him, trying to find some indications of where he was, he caught a glimpse of something or someone that looked like it was beaten up. When he approach the man, though it look more like a woman, he noticed that he was covered in blood, his own blood.
Panicking, he tried his best to stop it from bleeding, but he couldn't, it bled so much. Without any other choices he chose to pick up the man, the best he could, remember, he's not that tall, and jogged to what seemed the end of the alley, where the street name could be seen, and called an ambulance with his cellphone. When the ambulance arrived, they told him he could come with them, curious to find more about the man, he accepted.
When the secretary of the small hospital ave him some paper to sign, with already written all the information of the man's health insurance card, he discovered his name, Yuu Kanda, a Japanese name.
- Mister Walker, Mister Kanda is awake and can receive you. told Allen the old nurse.
- Thank you. replied the white haired boy.
Walking down the corridor to Kanda's door, he couldn't stop himself from thinking about the man. What had happen to him?
Stepping inside the hospital room, he notices the frown on his face, but also how beautiful he is. He was breathtaking. Allen's eyes wouldn't move away from his perfect face.
- Oi Moyashi, stop staring at me. quietly said the navy man.
Allen was taken aback. The man he just saved showed himself so rude against his savior, and insulted him, well it sounded like an insult though he boy, whatever the word meant.
- Ahh, this is so frustrating, what should I write for a comeback? shouted a young writer.
It was his first romance novel, of course, after his superiors, publishers, asked him, scratch that, ordered him to write one, and being a weirdo like he usually is, he decided to do a gay romance. But, it was quite hard, considering he had never been in love, neither with a guy or a girl, because of his part time job as a bookman, a job where you had to be totally emotionless, and observe with your eyes, eye in his case, the evolution of the humanity. How was he suppose to write a love novel, without ever been in love?
Pushing his laptop aside and stretching himself a bit, Lavi looked over the window that throne on the left side of his study, showing a french primary school. It was a calm Saturday, not many kids were playing in the park.
He lived, in a Gatineau, in the sector of Aylmer, a calm region, that was located in the french province of Quebec, in Canada, North America. He had moved in here, when he was sixteen, so two years ago, with his Grandpa, a bookman. He had started writing around that time, just for the fun of it, stories about ghost, and supernatural stuff, with demon and everything. But it was thanks to his neighbor, a Chinese teenage girl, Leenalee Lee, who had dared him to send one of his book to a publisher, that his writing career had begun. The publishers were in love with his writing, making Lavi win a sweet deal of money and fans.
But, would they love a gay story? Not so sure. It would probably raise a few yaoi obsessed, and some would just empathise with both his characters Kanda and Allen, but his publisher, they would probably order him to change everything from a gay story, to a straight story. Damn homophobe.
Slipping into his conformable sneakers, Lavi began strolling down the corridor in direction of the small park. Whenever he would lack of inspiration, he would take a walk in the park and observe the life within; the mothers watching their child play, the couples on dates, it would always let his mind drift off, and help him continue his story.
But today was different, a new guy mas moving in, becoming Lavi's new neighbor. Apparently he would be living with a friend of his, but due his friends job, he was the first to live in the apartment.
Seeing a pile of heavy looking boxes arrive in his sight, the read head did the only thing he would do, help him.
- Here, let me help you neighbor. happily said the tall one eye man.
- Che. Do what you want. replied the said ''neighbor'' with a rude tone.
When Lavu took some of the boxes from the man's hands, he became astonish, in front of him was the exact replica of the man he was writing about, Yu Kanda, one of the main character.
- Ehh?
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Here's my first fanfic, well first one to write after 2-3 years. Hope you like it ^0^
Disclaimer: The characters belongs to Katsura Hoshino and they're not mine sadly, either way their would have been Yullen since the first chapter .