Chapter 1- The New Year

Summary- Lavi attends Black Order High School with friends he's known half of his life. What will happen when the new student and him are paired up for a project? Not only is he new to the country, but he's a delinquent that could cause chaos in his life. Things take a turn for the worst when…

Hello all my readers. This is my third fanfic, recently I have been working on one called Painful Trials, if you haven't checked it out then you might consider it. Anyway this idea came from my brother Lavi, so I decided to make a fanfic out of it! Hope you enjoy.


With Lavi-

Lavi stretched with a heavy sigh as he made his way down the stairs of his house, whom he shared with his grandfather Bookman. The old man hadn't used his name in such a long time that he had forgotten it in his old age. Bookman was his nickname, which everyone called him because of his hobby of reading books, and writing about the wars that have occurred within his long lifetime. He sighed as he passed up his grandfather's open office, filled with papers strewn about here and there, a dim lamp on, books stacked against the wall, some with notes sticking out of the pages, others with pages torn out and linked with other pages to form different documents. The door was barely cracked but Lavi could see his old man hunched over, arms folded across the desk, his mostly balled head rested upon them with his panda eyes shut lightly. He stopped and watched the rise and fall of Bookman's chest and back, only half of his sight betraying him.

As he continued to walk he adjusted the eye patch on his right eye and rubbed his pale green eye with his free hand. He ran his slim fingers through the sloppy red mop he had on his head, trying to pull out any knots. He didn't have a need to brush it, since it would naturally form the hairstyle he was fine with. He grabbed a bandana from a pointless shelf in the hallway and tugged it over his head, pushing it onto his forehead and pulling out any stray hairs wedged inside of it. As he was already dressed for the day, he slid on his shit kickers and grabbed some already made toast from the counter in the kitchen. Stuffing the corner in his mouth to keep a hold he slid his jacket on and opened the door. His hands now free he shut the door, locked it and took bites out of his toast.

"Today's a new day huh? The start of a new school year at the Black Order High School." As he walked down the path to his sidewalk he waved at his neighbors, shrugged dogs off, and ignored the squeals girls made at him. After walking down a few blocks he stopped at a house. The house was small, a beat up yard filled with weeds, tiles falling from the roof, the screen door half broken off the hinges, the door cracked, the handle from the outside missing. Lavi knocked on the door and waited. When no answer came he pushed the door in to reveal the poorly cleaned house. "Allen! Allen, come on! It's time to go!" Yet again no response. He walked into the living room and glanced at the couch. There was Allen's uh… guardian. His long red hair was knotted up and spread over the pillow cushions, his face wedged into the crook of the couch, one hand lying dead on his side while the other hung off the couch. His feet raised leaning against the back of the couch since he was too small for it. On the coffee table next to the horrible brown couch there were various bottles of alcohol. Ignoring the man Lavi continued onward, stepping over dirty clothes and dishes. He followed the trail of dishes into a room filled with more dishes to find his friend sitting at his desk shoving things into his backpack.

"I hope you didn't make mine so poorly Allen," he said sarcastically. The white haired boy looked to him, his red scar across his eye showing in plain sight and his burned left arm uncovered by the t-shirt he wore. "Not at all! I just shoved everything in there at a much slower pace."

Lavi laughed and ran a hand through his red hair, "Where is it?"

"It's on the other side of my bed, you ready to go?"

"Yeah," Lavi said as he stepped over miscellaneous items to reach his backpack. He threw it over his shoulder, "You know Allen, you could always get out of this hell hole and come live with me and jiji, I get lonely with just him around."

Allen smiled at the offer, "Thanks Lavi, but you know I couldn't leave Cross here. Sure he's a major pain in the ass, but I still have to take care of him, since he did the same for me after Mana died."

Mana was Allen's adoptive father. Before Allen had met him, he had no recollection of anything prior to living at the orphanage. But that closed down when he was seven and he was left on his own. He had wandered the streets of a snowy town until he ran into Mana, who took him in. Mana recruited Allen to be his traveling clown companion, and Allen accepted gratefully. He loved Mana like a real father. But one day Allen had wondered into the streets without looking, and Mana pushed him out of the way only to meet the fate that Allen should have met. A carriage had lost control and had been swerving to miss Allen, but he missed. Instead of Allen, Mana met his demise that day and died on impact. That's where Allen got the odd shaped scar on his eye. Allen's new…guardian, Cross, had taken him in after that and trained him for a different job. Ever since then he's been taking care of the senile, perverted, pig headed man.

"Well he could always live with us too, in the basement, I'm sure jiji wouldn't mind having an old drinking buddy around."

Allen shrugged before standing and grabbing his own backpack. "So today we start school together huh? I'm lucky that you helped me skip a few grades so we could be in the same year together. Now everyone thinks I'm a prodigy when it was all because of you."

"C'mon Allen, don' praise me! I'm your friend for God's sake! Of course I'm gon' help you! Not like I'd wanna graduate by m'self anyway."

The pair crept quietly out of the house and walked down a path that lead directly to the back of the school. No one else knew of the path, so it was Allen's and Lavi's secret.

"How has Bookman been anyway Lavi?"

"He's been alright, but he always seems to be working on something. I think him and Cross should hang out, so they can take a break."

"What is it exactly that Cross would be taking a break from?"

The pair let out a howl of laughter and continued onward. They opened the doors to the school as they walked up to it and made their way through, only to be greeted by their other friend.

"Hi boys!"

"Hi Lenalee, how's it goin'?" Lavi said with a broad smile on his face.

"It's alright, Komui's been complaining about having to do all kinds of paper work for the starting of the year though."

Komui was Lenalee's older brother, and was also the principle of Black Order High. He wasn't a jackass like some principles are, but he was actually a really nice guy. And kind of stupid on that note. Komui was a sweet guy, but he was naïve when it came to Lenalee. If a guy were to ask her out he'd appear out of nowhere bawling his eyes out asking why he was doing this to his precious Lenalee.

Lavi observed his friend; she wasn't bad looking, but not his type. Her hair pulled up into two ponytails, reaching down to her lower back, her fringe messy in the front, he dark green eyes big and sparkling. She wore the customary girls' uniform, a tank top under a tight long sleeve jacket with a mini skirt. Her boots were high, stretching past her knees up to her thighs. She always carried a clip-board with her, in case of emergency. Komui was different. His hair was short, with the front right side of his bangs grown out, just slightly passing his jaw line, he wore thin white framed glasses, a floppy hat that hung on the side of his head. He was thin and always wore a science division jacket, and a pair of slippers. Lenalee usually brought him and his workers coffee in the morning, but when she wasn't there Reever was stuck doing the job.

Reever was the science teacher, his hair was constantly spiked up and he always wore the same jacket Komui did, as did all the science department. Komui didn't particularly like his coffee, but it was better than none. Everyone prepared themselves for a crap load of paperwork, once again. Every year it was the same, papers would go by without being approved by Komui, his desk and office would be littered with thousands of papers. He could sleep through it all as more and more were brought to him. The only way to wake Komui up was to tell him that his beloved baby sister was getting married. He'd wake up bawling his eyes out, clutching onto the girl, and asking her why she was getting married without letting him know.

Lavi and Allen laughed as they followed Lenalee to her brothers' office. They made their way inside the room and looked at the surprisingly clean office. "Woah! What happened here!"

"I'll tell you what happened, Komui didn't get any extra paper work over the past three months, so him and the rest of the team have had time to finish it all. Hopefully they won't get behind this time," Lenalee explained as she handed Komui his baby blue cup with a picture of a smiling pink rabbit. He took the cup carefully and blew on it watching the steam flow away. He blew again before he carefully tilted the cup back to take a sip of the coffee.

"Hopefully we won't be getting behind again this year, oh and I have an idea!"

The trio looked at Komui, Allen with horror, Lavi with a smug grin, Lenalee with a concerned face. "What did we say about ideas Komui?"

"Don't taunt your older brother Lenalee. Anyway, my idea is for punishing delinquents," Komui smiled wickedly, "you all know I'm going to fall behind on paperwork! What better way to solve the problem by having those who need to be punished do it! It's a wonderful idea if I do say so myself."

The three of them looked skeptically at Komui, slightly concerned about the new students' well being. "Oh by the way, Lenalee, Allen, Lavi, there's something I ought to tell you."

Lavi dropped his backpack with a sigh, sitting down on the couch in front of Komui's desk, Allen took a seat beside him while Lenalee strode up to Komui's side and rested against the desk. Komui closed his eyes and heaved a sigh. He brought up his hands folding them together and resting his elbows on the desk. He opened his eyes, now more serious than the three of him have ever seen before. Now interested Allen and Lavi leaned forward, resting their elbows on their knees and focusing their attention on him. Allen absentmindedly noted that the lights were now dim and there seemed to be a spotlight focusing on Komui.

Komui waited, adding suspense in the room. When he finally felt the time was right he stood up, the lights all on, a stupid sloppy smile on his face, his coffee cup in his hand, his arms thrown back.

"We're getting a transfer student this year!"

The three of them stayed put, depression marks slowly running down their heads. It's not like Komui had tricked them or anything, just that transfer students were rare and hardly ever taken in. And usually when they were it was hard for them to adjust to the new life around them.

"Alright Komui, what are we gonna do about this one?"

Lavi and Allen were on good terms with Komui, he'd been like family to them. Actually mostly everyone from Black Order high was pretty much their family. Everyone had some sort of connection to each other and it led them all here, which led them to being a family. This is why they didn't have to call him Principle Komui. But the other students had to, it was required by the school. Originally Lavi and Allen had to do it, but since they were close Komui had let it slide past them.

"So what's this transfer student like?" Lavi asked amused. He let his smug grin grow into a devious smile and his uncovered eye narrow slightly in anticipation for the new guest.

Komui sat back in his chair and opened the top drawer of his desk. He flipped through a few files, pulled some out, scanned them over, opened some, closed some, ignored some. Finally he found the file that he was searching for and he ushered Lenalee to go stand with the others before he revealed anything.

When she reached her destination standing between Lavi and Allen the trio shifted excitedly on their feet. Komui opened the file and pushed some out of the way before he set if flat against his desk. He leaned forward scanning through some of the lines on the paper. The trio shifted again, unable to hold their anticipation. "Well Komui?"

He smiled, "You're just going to have to find out when he gets here."

The three of them wandered in the empty hallways, they considered it the first day of school since they showed up to help everyone with the preparations for the new year, but none of the other students started for another week or so. "Man Komui's no help at all," Lavi whined as he dragged his feet across the floor, too tired to lift them. "Oh stop complaining, this just makes it more exciting and interesting! Don't you boys think?" The boys shrugged at Lenalee's question. Allen had a feeling he wasn't going to like this guy and that he was going to regret their meeting.

Lavi's job was to count out all the lockers and check to make sure that they were empty, the students weren't allowed to use them but he had to do it for the teachers. Lenalee's job was to inspect the girls' restrooms, making sure things were in order and what not. Allen's job was the same, but for the boys, and since Black Order High was a place with such high maintenance, the boys also had bathroom stalls, with doors. Privacy was accepted everywhere, even in restrooms. If something was out of order then they were to report, Komui would complain to whoever it is he complained too, and the problem would get fixed. The school was always clean, the students helped to keep it that way, the students were always respectful, everything was in order, the walls and floor always clean and painted over with fresh paint or tile polish every year.

Once they were done with the simple tasks they trio went on to planning out where club rooms, game rooms, sport rooms, and other rooms were to be placed. The school was so large that it had extra floors that belonged specifically for certain reasons, they had a floor for nothing but the library, a training grounds floor for every weapon you could imagine, an underground sports field, student dormitories, and other things. Most of the classes and everything were on the first and second floors, the new students had classes on the third floor, second years on the third and second floor, third years on the second floor, and fourth years on the first floor. Everything else was underground, optional stairs or optional elevator. Most of the students didn't care to use the elevator though, even those who were heavy.

The cafeteria was one floor under the first floor; it was cool and large enough to fit two battalions in the place. The tables were spread a good distance, to give everyone their own privacy, but there were enough to fit everyone. Below that floor was the student dormitories, a room for each student, or one if someone wanted to share, there were special security measures taken to keep the students safe. Below the dorms there was the football field, customary and original sports field, with comfortable stands, not the metal crap that everyone else had to use. Finally there was the training ground, filled with any kind of training you could think of that was necessary to mankind. You could take martial arts, learn how to shoot a gun, learn how to fight with a sword, learn any fighting style you could think of.

After all the floors and class rooms were checked, the trio headed back to Komui's office, finding him lying against his desk, asleep. The school was huge, and it was tiring to just walk around and check everything out, by the time they were done it was a bit past lunch time, so Allen took the pleasure of waking Komui up. They were all ushered once again down the stairs to come to the huge cafeteria.

They had made their orders from Jerry, the best chef in the world who had come to work for them, everyone loved Jerry, and he loved everyone else, though he was fonder of the boys. His skin was darker compared to all the others', he had natural pinkish hair that was braided into different styles and he always wore his apron and cooked with a smile on his face. He could cook anything you asked for, and you could ask for anything you wanted. Black Order High School was an incredible place to be.

With Kanda-

Kanda pushed his covers aside and sit up. He blinked tiredly and raised his hands to rub the sleep from his eyes. The house was quiet; everyone else must have been asleep. He moved over, placing his legs over the side of the bed and placing his bare feet upon the cold wooded floor. "Damn air conditioning, don't these idiots ever know when to turn the damn thing down?" He walked silently to his bedroom door and opened it before peering out into the hall. To his left there were two bedroom doors, a restroom, then his adoptive father's room, Tiedoll. Across the hall there were two more rooms, farthest from his was Daisya's room, then closes was Marie's room.

Kanda stepped out of his room and turned right, heading down the stairs. Once he reached the bottom he looked to his left, the living room empty and cold. To his immediate left there was another hallway, leading to a spare bedroom and another restroom, next to that was the tv pressed against the wall, the front door to the right of it, a coffee table placed a couple feet in front of the tv, a couch not too far away from the coffee table. He turned to his right, the kitchen. The back door was on the far left side of this room, the kitchen sink to the right of it, then a long counter with a toaster, bread, a blender, a fruit basket, and other assortments on it. The fried was in the far right corner, wedged closest to the staircase wall and in the middle of the kitchen was a small island that folded down into a table.

After hearing the low growl his stomach made, Kanda advanced toward the fridge and swung it open careful not to let the door hit the wall. Glancing inside he knew that they desperately needed to go shopping, as in today. The fridge was completely bare, only a small packet of mustard that was in the back of the fridge. Kanda sighed and closed the fridge and reached up to open the freezer instead. Once again it was bare except for the dry ice that naturally formed in the fridge. He closed that and went through the bare cupboards. Finally sick of looking for something to eat when there was obviously nothing at all, Kanda made his way up stairs and into his room. He walked in and pulled his muscle shirt of his head and shuddered when he felt his long hair fall messily against his bare back. He opened the dirty hamper he had in his closet and tossed the shirt inside. After doing the same with his pants he dressed in a button up t-shirt with a regular pair of black jeans and his shit kickers.

Once again he silently crept out of his room, but instead of heading for the stairs he turned to his left. He stopped by Marie's door and carefully pressed his ear against it, even if Marie was blind he had the sharpest hearing out of anyone he knew. He heard no shuffling so he moved on to Daisya's door, but didn't need to stop because he could hear his loud snoring. He carefully opened Tiedoll's room door and slid inside. Once he was in he turned to his still sleeping father, a tv stand in front of him, a tall dresser to his left, and on the other side of the bed another dresser, a long one. The bed was in the middle of the room pushed to the right side of the wall. Kanda made his way to the long dresser and his eyes scanned various objects on it until he found what he had been looking for. Money, debit cards, credit cards, whatever. He grabbed all that he could while keeping a careful eye on his adoptive father. Once he was done stuffing his pockets he made his way out the room and down the stairs.

Reaching up Kanda walked into the spare restroom and grabbed a brush. He didn't bother to turn on the light, but instead ran the brush through his long hair which reached his mid lower back. Once he was done he pulled it up into a ponytail, and tied it together with a hair-tie. He blew some of the fringe out of his face as he walked out and grabbed a jacket from the rack across the hall. He slid it over his shirt and left, quietly closing and locking the door just as it had been before.

He turned to face the quiet neighborhood and watched quietly as someone walked down the sidewalk with a big idiotic smile on his face. His hair was bright red and he had an eye-patch placed over his right eye. Kanda dismissed him and made his way down the drive way and took a left turn heading for the grocery store. The red head was going the other way, Kanda could bet anything that he was heading to the school.

He shrugged it off and made his way to the store.

At the store-

Kanda went through a list of various items in his mind that they needed at home. He'd cross each item off as he got it and go to get the next item. "Tch, they better still be asleep before I get back." Kanda knew if they were awake he might be grounded again, not that he ever listened. Last time he did this he went home and everyone was awake. He got grounded for stealing money, even though he only used it to by food for them. Whatever. That didn't matter, what mattered now was that he was hungry and the house was barren of food.

He made his way up to the front of the store where the check out was, as the man behind the check out began to scan the items and bag them Kanda dug into his pocket fishing out the money that he had brought with him. It's not like he was actually stealing important money, they were using food stamps so it didn't really matter. When the man was done and Kanda had paid for the food, he gathered all of the bags in his hands and walked out the store.

A couple people stopped and asked him if he needed any help, since there were so many bags, and since a lot of them were heavy. Kanda ignored them and kept walking. When he reached home, he found his problem, the door was locked and if he put them down, opened the door, and picked them up, someone would notice. To his surprise the door suddenly opened and Marie was standing at the door with a half smile on his face, "Come in before Daisya and Tiedoll wake up," he said as he reached down and grabbed a few bags from Kanda. "Thanks Marie," Kanda said as he walked inside with half less bags and quietly closed the door behind him. Marie maneuvered his way around the furniture and into the kitchen; Kanda disregarded it since he was so used to it all the time. No one could really guess, but Marie was blind. His incredible hearing made up for that though.

Marie opened all the cabinets and the fridge as he started to help Kanda put away everything he had bought. "You really shouldn't steal from Tiedoll, Kanda." Kanda heaved a sigh, he knew this was coming but he went along with it anyway. "There wasn't any food and I'm hungry, besides you guys were asleep so I couldn't bother with waking you up. Not like I stole important money anyway right?"

Marie nodded his head in agreement. Once they were finished putting all the food away they closed the cabinets and the fridge and disposed of all the plastic bags. Kanda pulled out some things from the fridge to make himself a sandwich. Just as he had put everything together there was a loud crash as Daisya came tumbling down the stairs. He rolled his eyes and sank his teeth into his sandwich. "That didn't go as planned," he uttered as he stood up rubbing his bottom. "Things never go as planned when you're around Daisya."

Marie let out a haughty laugh while he searched the cupboards for something to eat. "You didn't go as planned Kanda, weren't you supposed to be a good little Asian baby?" Kanda raised his glare from the table to Daisya, "Daisya you were born in a circus tent so I don't wanna hear crap from you." Daisya frowned and opened the fridge, "For the last time my mom couldn't make it to the emergency room! At least we had some privacy!"

They all turned their heads to the footsteps coming down the stairs, Tiedoll was awake. When he reached the bottom he pushed up his thick glasses and rubbed his eyes with a yawn. Dropping his hands he re-arranged his glasses then turned to the trio, "I see my boys are up! Oh! Marie did you go to the grocery store? How thoughtful of you my boy."

Kanda closed his eyes and continued to eat his sandwich, he was slightly pissed, but he'd live with it. Tiedoll had yet again given credit for something he'd done to someone else. It didn't matter, since whenever he seems to do something it gets him in trouble. Like buying food, or fixing a window without permission. As he finished his sandwich he put everything away and made his way up the stairs to grab his sword. Everybody has their hobby's right? Well his was sword fighting, Marie's was making music; Daisya's hobby was…playing soccer and being a clown. Scratch that, he's already a clown.

Kanda didn't bother to go back downstairs; instead he opened his window, grabbed his sword, and jumped down into the back yard. He made his way through the garden, the small grassy area that they had, and through the back gate. Across the street there was a park that was vacant, nobody went there. Well, except for him. He walked along the sidewalk, his sword strapped to his side, a glare on his face, and he listened as a few cars passed by. He checked the street before walking across it, there was a gate surrounding the garden, with a few tree's here and there, some rose bushes, regular bushes, and natural rocks here and there, a few benches on either side of the park.

He unstrapped the sword, Mugen, from his waist and put it up against a tree. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a blind fold which he placed over his eyes and tied it up just under the tie to his ponytail. He tilted his head to each side hearing it crack and rolled his shoulders a few times. He reached for his sword and grabbed the hilt of the blade pulling it out of its sheath.

He practiced with his sword for various hours, didn't bother to count them.

With Lavi-

Lavi walked out of the school, he left his backpack in Komui's office along with Lenalee's and Allen's. Komui didn't mind, so Lavi didn't see why it was a problem. Well, the only problem there was, was all the paper work in Komui's office.

Lavi stopped by a corner store and bought a soda with a sandwich, he didn't want to go home yet, so he decided that he'd stop by his favorite garden. He ate his sandwich along the way and dropped off the plastic bag it came in into a trash can by a bus stop. He sat on the bench waiting for the bus to come, the park wasn't that far, but he wanted to take a break from all the walking he'd done today.

He leaned back against the seat, letting his head rest on the back of the bench, his legs crossed, his eyes closed, and a sigh made its way out his mouth. He rubbed his temples, "School's starting soon, I wonder how everything is going to go this year…" He sat there for about ten minutes before he heard the roar of the engine from the bus. He sat forward and dug in his pocket looking for change. He pulled out two quarters, a dime, and some pennies.

"So all I got is…sixty seven cents huh? That'll get me about half way there; I might as well just walk." The bus pulled over to the bench and opened its doors. No one got off, but Lavi went to the door and shook his head, "I don't have enough money, sorry," he said as he walked away. The doors closed and the bus took off, slow at first, but then gaining speed. Lavi lost sight of it after a while, but he didn't put too much thought into the matter.

Lavi turned a corner and smiled, there was the garden that he had always gone too, it was vacant but for some reason it was always clean, the grass wasn't overly long, there weren't weeds, there was obviously a care taker for it.

He made his way over to the gate only to notice that it was slightly, so he slipped into the garden and walked a little ways forward. That's when he heard a sudden whoosh sound, so he went to go check it out. But he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw someone else there. He'd never seen anyone there but himself.

He took a few steps forward only to find out that the person had a sword, and that sword was hurtling towards the side of his head. He stood frozen, not knowing what to do, trying to get his brain to process the fact that if he didn't move his ass then his ass would be dead. Did it work? Not really. So instead of trying to get out of the way, or yelp, or anything, he just closed his eye tightly and waited for his death to come.

He stood there for several moments, noticing that the blade had in fact not make contact with his head. He slowly pried his eye open to see the blade not even an inch away from his head. He swallowed heavily and looked at the blade wielder. Holy shit the person was blind folded! And whoever it was stopped their self from ramming his blade into the side of Lavi's head. He would have fainted, but he wasn't weak, so instead he swallowed loudly and took a few steps back, out of the way of the blade.

The sword lowered and the blind fold was pushed up, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Lavi frowned, "What do you mean? I come here all the time! What are you doing!" The person scowled and stalked away towards a tree. "That's not what I meant dumbass; couldn't you see I was training? And you're going to walk in the middle of it? How stupid can you get?" The sword was re-sheathed.

Lavi started to take in the features, but none of it made sense to him. A lean figure, long dark hair pulled up into a ponytail, pale skin, yet…a deep voice? Lavi subconsciously shifted from foot to foot, "Hey, are you a girl?" The person stopped, frozen, didn't move a muscle, no rise and fall of the chest. "What did you say?"

Lavi asked again, stupidly, "Are you a girl?"

The person snapped, they dropped the blade and came at him and a fist met his face. Lavi fell back surprised and held his face from the sudden hit. "What the hell was that for!" He looked up at his attacker, only to have his actions falter.

Dark glaring eyes had their gaze upon him, an evil aura emanating all around him, his fist raised and fury in his eyes. That's when Lavi realized how stupid of a question he had asked. The man pulled his fist back to throw another punch. Lavi covered his head with his arms, and waited for the blow. It didn't come, so he slowly peaked out from his fetal position.

There was another man, bigger than the other. "Kanda what kind of trouble are you getting into now?" Kanda? Is that his name? Said man pulled his arm out of the grip from the other man, "I haven't done shit! This asshole came waltzing in, almost got himself killed, and he had the nerve to call me a girl! I am not a girl!" Marie sweat dropped and ushered 'Kanda' away. He then turned to Lavi and offered his hand, which Lavi gladly took. He yelped in slight surprise as he was pulled to his feet with a jump.

"Sorry about him, he's a little touchy when people start talking about whether or not he's a girl… I understand it though; I might be the same way. Oh, I'm Marie by the way, nice to meet you." He held out his hand and they shook.

"Nice to meet 'cha, I'm Lavi."

'Kanda' returned with his sword strapped to his hip, he was reaching up to untie the blind fold from his neck, "This is Kanda, my little brother," Marie said. Lavi nodded as a greeting, he didn't think it was a good idea to piss him off anymore.

"You're not from around here are you guys?" Lavi asked.

Marie answered with the shake of his head, "We just moved here, Kanda's going to be attending the high school that's nearby."

It took Lavi a moment to digest that information. Then it hit him like a train. He suddenly remembered what Komui had said earlier on that day, "We're getting a transfer student this year!"


Well there you have it! Chapter one~ Let me know what you guys think? Some of the characters might be a little ooc, but its fanfiction, what are you gonna do about it? Hope you enjoyed! Read and Review please!