Hey everybody! XD here's another fanfic for yah! =D Laviallen, of courses. It's a one-shot, but I might add more chapters, idk. ^^; Allen doesn't have the mark on his eye or the hurt arm yet, that's why I might make more chapters. XD enjoy either way though! XD

Disclaimer: I do Not own DGM. Hoshino-sensei is being stingy, so he's the only one that owns it. *sniffle cry*

"What do you mean…?" a young boy asked softly, his face and big, grey eyes withered with confusion. He sat on a bed looking up at an older boy in front of him. They were both quite young still, the taller boy being 13 and the shorter one at the age of 10. The younger one was short, about 4'11", and had silky white hair that drifted almost weightlessly in every breeze tat ever hit the boy's head. The older was much taller, about 5'5" at the time. He had long, red hair that shown crimson in moonlight. He had and eye patch over his wounded right eye, but his left was fine and glowed with a intelligent green.

The older reached down and placed his hand atop the white haired boy's head. "I won't be gone for long, so don't worry Allen. I won't leave you here with Master Cross for too long." The older boy smiled sweetly down at the boy who looked up.

"Lavi…" Allen paused before beginning again, "Do you promise?"

"Huh?" Lavi questioned with a confused look to the other boy.

"Promise me you'll come home soon!" Allen repeated in a demanding tone.

At first Lavi was astonished by the younger boy's little out burst, but he quickly recovered and shot Allen a confident smile. "Don't worry, buddy! I'll be home before you can say 'rabbit'!" Allen looked up at his friend with a slightly doubtful gaze, but nodded in agreement anyways.

Lavi waved to Allen and Cross as he walked off with his grandfather. even though the old man never took custody over him, he still felt the need to train the red haired boy to take over the family business. Lavi was nonetheless eager to learn about it, as he was with everything, and Allen has always tried to support him with his decisions; even if it meant watching his back get smaller and smaller into the distance. So, even now, as allen wished for his legs to carry him forward to Lavi and beg him to stay, he did not move. His waves did not falter, and he didn't show any more sadness on his face than what wouldn't bother Lavi. Stayed glued to the spot he was on, repeating the same action over and over again in order to help further his friend's dreams. After all, Lavi was very important to him, and if Lavi was unhappy, then Allen was too.

Once Lavi was out of sight, Allen dropped his hand and his head sagged a bit, covering his eyes with his bangs in the process. A wet feeling traveled down his cheek and Allen reached up only to cringe in shock at the fact he was crying. He franticly whipped away the tears and cross let out a puff of smoke from the cigarette he was enjoying.

"Idiot-Boy," cross grumbled, "if you didn't want him to go, why didn't you tell him?"

Allen sniffed and looked in the direction that Lavi had disappeared in. "Because, that would've lead to Lavi not going, then him being sad that he missed his chance to learn more," Allen explained softly.

Cross huffed in irritation. "Idiot-Boy," he mumbled then walked away.

When Cross was out of earshot, allen called out softly, "Rabbit."

•••

A boy with white hair that glistened as brightly as snow in sunlight, turned to smile at his friends. It has been 8 years since Lavi had left and not a day went by the Allen didn't think of him or the boy's cheesy, crocked, smile. But, even though his best friend was gone, he had made many more. Lenalee Lee was his closest friend at the moment. She was a beautiful Chinese girl with long black hair as soft as silk. Another was Kanda Yuu, the angry Japanese man that Allen often got into fights with. Kanda, who hated to be called by his first name, was friends with Lavi, and, even if they didn't really get along very often, was one of Allen's too. There were a few others that Allen hung out with every now and then, but they weren't close friends; no one could be as close to him as Lavi was.

Lenalee called out Allen's name as she tackled-hugged him. Allen, looked down at the girl with a confused expression. "Lenalee, are you hurt or something? What's wrong?" Allen asked, worried for his friend's well-being.

Lenalee released him and shot him a smile that could melt even the coldest man's heart. "What do you mean what's wrong? Today's your birthday, Allen-Kun." Allen blinked a couple of time as he processed that fact. Once that process was done, it resulted in a palm-forehead situation.

"You're kidding right?" Allen groaned as he slid his hand down his face. How could he forget his own birthday?

"Nope! You're eighteen now, Allen-Kun!" Lenalee chimed.

Allen smiled and turned around so she couldn't see his face twist slightly in pain. 'Eight years….it's been eight years and he still hasn't come back…' Allen thought sadly. He quickly plastered that smile back on his face as Lenalee stood next to him. Slowly, the two continued on their way home as the evening sun drew lower into the sky with every passing second.

•••

Allen struggled to pull on his white, cotton, long sleeved shirt, over his still damp body. A continuous dripping noise sounded once again and allen paused his battle with the shirt to turn off the shower that wasn't off all the way. Today was Saturday, the day he spent doing chores from dawn till dusk. Cross was a cruel man at time, always giving Allen the hardest chores that needed to get done, and the list of those was long and everlasting, also not containing anything like dishes or laundry. Those chores were more along the lines of, repaint the house shingles or scrub every wall (don't ask, just except).

Finally succeeding in putting his shirt on, Allen opened the bathroom door while drying his hair with a fuzzy blue towel. Steam flowed across the ground of his small bedroom and he picked up a sticky note from his mirror. It read:

Okay, Idiot-Boy, you've lucked out today, but be prepared for extra work next week. I need you to go pick up a friend of mine from the airport, that's all. I'm not gonna give you his name. he knows what you look like, so I'll let HIM find YOU. Got it, Idiot-Boy?

Cross

Allen couldn't contain the sigh of relief that flowed out of his lungs at that moment. While he was in the shower, Cross must've come in and put this gift from God on his mirror. Though, Allen couldn't help but wonder who this 'friend' was, he brushed it off and continued to get ready for the day. Anyways, if the person knew what he looked like, it'd be because of his white hair and grey eyed combination. It wasn't every day you saw an eighteen-year-old boy with those kind of traits.

Allen grabbed his keys and patted the head of their strange-creature-of-a-pet before walking out the door. He put the keys in the ignition of his beat up car, pulled out of the drive way, and headed in the direction of his destination.

•••

The airport, though very small, was full of people. Being the only port in town, it was used often. But, even as person after person looked in Allen's direction, it seemed like he was alone. There was no one there but himself and himself alone. He stared blankly at the gate sign where his master 'friend' would be exiting soon, not that he really cared. When ever he was alone and people stared at him, every time, without fail, caused him to fall victim to a bad mood.

Finally the plane pulled in and the passenger began to emerge through the bland grey gate. Allen sighed and stood up. All he had to do was wait for the person to find him. Suddenly, a red light shown brightly in a sea of black and brown water. Allen's heart skipped a few beats as it always did when he saw a red head, but he shut his eyes tightly, trying to force back the aching loneliness and disappointment that threatened to overtake him. There was no way it would be Lavi, but he couldn't help but hope it was. If he continued to hope, then maybe he'd come home sooner.

A pair of hands clasped themselves over Allen's eyes and he felt hot breath on his ear. "Look, mommy! A pretty bee! Wheeee!!" a masculine voice squeaked quietly into his ear. Allen's whole body locked itself into place, the hope he forced back down racing forward with newfound strength that couldn't possibly be contained.

The hands fell from his eyes, and they soon became a tight embrace around the younger boy's neck. He turned his head just enough to see the man's face, and he literally felt his heart stop. Finally, after all these years, that hope Allen clung so dearly to, finally paid off. He was home; Lavi was home.

"La..vi…" Allen whispered, his eyes widening in shock. Though, he wished for this moment all these years, he never thought about how he'd react when he saw him. Would he hit him and nag about the many years Lavi wasn't there? Or would he take the better rout and welcome him home with a warm smile? It seemed though, that he would have no idea how this meeting would go.

Lavi released him from the embrace, but turned him around so they were facing each other, Lavi keeping his hands on Allen's shoulders. "I missed you, Allen," Lavi said with that crooked smile Allen found so amusing to look at. Allen just stood there, gaping at his friend in silence and an unwavering expression of shock.

Lavi stood near 6", but not quite so, now. All the baby fat was gone from his face which made his cheek bones more distinguished, giving him a look of maturity. His green eyes was as brilliant and green as ever, but it flowed with some emotion that Allen couldn't pin-point. His shaggy, crimson hair glistened from the sun's reflection of the tiles on the floor, making the elder boy give the appearance of glowing.

"I-I missed you, too, Lavi," Allen replied with a warm smile that he knew touched his eyes. He just couldn't help this feeling of utter happiness that flowed into him at that very moment. After him being away for eight year, he didn't think he'd ever have enough of staring at his friends face to make sure it was engraved into his memory.

Allen swung his arms around Lavi's neck and squeezed with all his might, causing Lavi to laugh and do the same to him. Lavi buried his head in the crook in Allen's neck, breathing him in. he could never flat out say he had no regrets for leaving with his grandfather. Almost everyday, the feeling of utter aloneness ate away at him, and he yearned to see the face and the smile of the white haired friend of his that he cared so deeply for. Now that his training was done, that would be possible and neither would have to be a lone.

Lavi backed up and smiled hugely at his younger friend. He reached into his carry on bag and pulled out a small box. With a glance to the box then to Allen, he gave the it up to its rightful owner. Allen looked at the nicely wrapped box and smiled. It have orange wrapping paper on it and a sticker that said his name on it.

"What's this?" he asked when he looked back at Lavi.

The elder boy scratched his neck and looked away, as if feeling guilty, before replying, "It may be eight years and one day late, but it's your birthday present. You can open it now, if you want, or later."

Allen looked down at the package as he tried to hide the smile that threatened to show itself on his face. He was so happy that, after all these years, Lavi had not forgotten his birthday and I made him a little bashful. It amazed him how strange he was acting. Never around anyone would he act bashful (guys are supposed to be bashful!), but it seemed that Lavi had a way of making him act strangely. "I'll open it back at home. The airport isn't the best place to receive a gift from a dear friend." Lavi smiled and nodded, apparently agree with where he was going with it. He grabbed Allen's arm and dragged him off to get his luggage.

•••

"I've kept your room clean, so everything should be ready for you," Allen said as he open the door to Lavi's old room.

"How long have you kept up on the cleaning? There's like, no dust in here at all." Lavi commented as he swept his finger across the top of his bookshelf.

Allen blushed and dipped his head a little, so his hair was covering his eyes. "Uh, well, since you left, I've cleaning it almost every day…in case you came home." Lavi turned around and looked at Allen with a serious face, making Allen feel guilty for some reason. Suddenly, Lavi's one visible eyes became very sad and he dropped the bags he was holding onto the floor.

"Lavi?" Allen called out as he turned to face him.

Lavi walked over so he was right in front of the boy, and stared at him. Those big grey eyes he loved so much stared back, never wavering. Then, those lips had to go and form his name, even though Lavi was deaf to every sound in the world besides the beating of his own heart. So, he had hurt the boy he cared for the most just as much as he did himself, and maybe even more. It was unacceptable and it made his heart twist and throb in agony. He wanted to scoop Allen up and hold him in his arms until the boy's pain was gone for good. But, there probably wasn't anything he could really do except apologize to him over and over again.

"Allen," he said softly, "I'm sorry….I really wanted to come home sooner…I wanted to see you ever day I was away."

Allen's face turned a deep red and he quickly looked down at his feet. Hearing Lavi say what Allen had felt all those year his friend was gone was strange. He held Lavi very dear to his heart, and he also knew that Lavi made him feel funny inside even just by looking at him. What he didn't know was what those feelings truly meant.

Allen looked up at Lavi through his eye lashes. He was very handsome, Allen had to definitely admit that. His hair, red like blood but soft as silk, clashed beautifully with his one visibly deep-green eye. That eye held the twinkle that only Lavi had - one of a kind. He was tall and brilliant, and no matter what the situation was, he could always count on Lavi to make him smile. Then, when Lavi held him in his arms, he felt like it was just them in the world, no worries and no danger or fear. Just peace and happiness. And, at that point, Allen knew that he loved Lavi beyond the bounds of friendship. He knew, now seeing his face again, that if Lavi ever decided to leave again, he would surely break into a million pieces.

A warm hand cupped the side of Allen's face, forcing his to look up at the elder boy. "Allen…" Lavi whispered with a hidden emotion so strong Allen couldn't place his finger on what it really was. They held the gaze, neither moving an inch nor blinking. Just staring into the other's eyes as if trying to see into their very conscious.

Lavi's hand slid down Allen's face, then his arm, and rested weightlessly on his hip. He then brought up his other hand and placed it on the back of Allen's head, entwining his fingers in the boy's silky white locks. Seconds ticked by, one - then another - then another, before either boy made their move. The first to break the silence and stillness was Allen. He gripped Lavi's shirt and pulled them closer to one another, until their lips gently ghosted over one another. Then, they melted into one and released a fiery-hot intensity into both boys that neither has ever felt before.

Their lips fit together so perfectly, moving in perfect time with one another, as if dancing and never missing a step. Lavi's lips parted and he licked Allen's lower one, begging for the entrance that Allen eagerly granted. The tempo of their dance quickened as the two's tongues fought for dominance over the other. To Lavi, Allen tasted sweet, like a sugar coated cookie; to Allen, Lavi tasted like a spicy gingersnap.

Slowly, the tempo of the dance slowed again as the need for air separated them. Panting, they gazed at each other with glazed over eyes filled with so much emotion it was as if the two would explode in a matter of seconds.

"Allen," Lavi whispered confidently, "I Love you, I always have. I don't ever want to have to go on with out you again."

Allen smiled up at Lavi, at bit dazed, and nodded in agreement. "I know, Lavi. Me too…I love you, too." Lavi scooped the younger boy up in his arms and held him close, never wanting to let go.

•••

Allen wasn't sure what happened. He remembered talking to Lavi, then, all of a sudden, they were making out in the middle of his room. He knew he loved Lavi, and it was plainly obvious that Lavi loved him back. But, what he didn't understand was what happened. For Allen, it felt as if Lavi was never gone for those eight years, it also felt like that empty hole in his heart was never there either. I guess you could say it was a good thing he felt this was, but not understand why he did made him uncomfortable. Though, he probably wouldn't pay to much attention to it, seeing as though he had more important things to concentrate on, but it would continue to bother him. That much he was sure of. But, for now he would ignore it completely and concentrate only on Lavi.

Lavi and Allen sat at the table eating the large meal Allen cooked up, not waiting for Cross because he would be home late (most likely with a lady friend). They sat there, talking about what happened to then during Lavi's absence ad catching up. Lavi was happy to hear that Allen had never dated before him, and Allen was just happy Lavi had no intentions to leave with his grandfather again.

Before long, it was dark out side and both boys were yawning. Lavi helped Allen wash all the dishes so it would be faster, and they could go to bed. Lavi was drying and putting them away while Allen washed, and Lavi had a hard time keeping his eyes off Allen. They raked over his body, taking in his slender figure and the peach colored skin that was soft to the touch; observing how the millions upon millions of white silk strands laid on the boy's head. Eventually, Allen felt his eyes upon him so he looked up with a questioning look on his face.

"What is it Lavi?" Allen asked, momentarily pausing his attack on the pan.

Lavi smiled down at Allen and shook his head. Leaning down, he placed one gentle kiss on the other's forehead. "You're just even cuter then the last time I saw you!" Lavi explained in a slightly teasing manor, even though that was exactly how he felt.

Allen's face lit up a bright red and he pouted. "I am not cute!" he grumbled as he went back to scrubbing the pan.

Lavi let out a low chuckle and shrugged off the younger boy's response. Allen and Lavi finished with the last of the dishes so they went back up to Lavi's room. Once inside it, Lavi shut the door (incase Cross came back early. He didn't want him barging in for no good reason.) and looked around the room for a second time.

"I remember this room being a lot bigger the last time I was here." Lavi smiled as pleasant memories flowed into his head. Memories of how he and Allen would sit in here and read the many book Lavi's grandfather gave him, and how they would hide from Cross under Lavi's bed or in the closet.

"Yes, well, that was a long time ago and you were shorter then," Allen pointed out as he moved Lavi's luggage so it wasn't in the middle of the floor.

Lavi laughed heartily and hugged Allen from behind. "Yeah! I was about your height right now, back then!" Lavi exclaimed as he attempted at cuddling the now very annoyed teen.

"Oi! You were not! We were the same height and I've grown since then, thank you very much!" Allen broke away from Lavi's embrace, turning his back on the elder and folding his arms angrily.

"I know," Lavi cooed as he once again hugged the boy from behind, "I was just teasing you." Lavi placed a small kiss on Allen's neck as an apology.

Allen turned around so he was facing Lavi, and he hugged him back. They stood like that for a while, with Lavi rubbing the small of Allen's back as if it were a habit he couldn't break, and Allen cuddling up to Lavi in the spot between Lavi's neck and shoulder. Slowly, they made their way over to Lavi's bed, so they wouldn't have to continue standing, and with a plop, both fell onto it.

Allen kissed Lavi's neck, the same way Lavi did to him, causing the older boy to sigh in content. "Allen…" Lavi whispered as his and said boy's lips met.

They idly made out for a while, a harmless manor, much like their first kiss; then, Lavi got a I daring. He wanted to know what his boundaries were with Allen. Not that he didn't mind making out, it more curiosity than anything. Slowly, he slipped his hand under Allen's shirt, causing the smaller boy to moan slightly from the temperature change. While his one hand raked across Allen's chest, his other undid the many buttons on the shirt. When that task was finished, he pulled back to look at the white-haired boy.

Lavi looked over ever detail there was on the boy's chest and stomach; like he thought, it was just as smooth and flawless as everything else on the boy. With slow, gentle touches, he outlined every part of the boy's skin he could see at the moment, burning it all into his memory. His head was pulled down into another kiss by the boy beneath him, but he continued on with his tracing. When the kiss broke, Lavi's lips moved to his neck, then his chest, then his stomach and his side. He left marks every where he could in the effort to let everyone know that this innocent, white-haired boy was his and his alone. In one particular area, Allen's back arched and their hips bumped into each other, creating groans from both of them.

Lavi ground their hips together in a heated friction once more, making Allen moan loudly in response. "You like it when I suck here?" Lavi asked in a husky voice as his mouth hovered above the area that Allen reacted to.

"N-no! I'm... I'm ticklish there..." Allen panted as he gripped the older boy's forearms.

"Oh really? I'll have to keep that in mind then," Lavi responded with a devilish grin. Most likely to distract Lavi from his evil thoughts, Allen began to grind their hips together.

It was like a well rehearsed dance: both boys did the same thing, yet different, in a steady tempo that their hips swayed to. Then, after a while, the dance stopped just as suddenly as it began. Lavi had Allen pinned to the bed by the hips, that crooked grin on his face. Ignoring that what they were doing at the time gave him the same reaction, Allen's heart did a flip like it always did upon seeing that smile.

Leaning down, Lavi whispered in Allen's ear, "Sorry love, but I can't let it end like this when I know how to make it so much better." Allen whimpered a little and Lavi chuckled, leaning down for another kiss.

Since they were in their own little world, they didn't hear the front door open. Tim flew up to cross and few around his head in greeting. As he walked through the hallway to his room, he noticed Lavi's door was shut. Putting his ear by the crack he could hear soft moans and panting coming from inside. Not to mention the steady beat of a squeaking bed.

With a sigh, Cross made his way back the way he came, grabbed his keys, and left again. He didn't want to be there while those boys were having 'fun' together.

As Cross left, Lavi and Allen were finishing up. Lavi's steady beats were more rapid and needy then before, and Allen's moans were louder. With a couple more thrust into the smaller boy beneath him, Allen came on their chest, Lavi as well. With heavy panting, both boys collapsed side by side on the bed.

Lavi was the first to break the silence by laughing quietly. With a confused look, Allen asked, "Why are you laughing?"

"Well, for one this doesn't seem real. You have no idea how many times I've dreamed of this," Lavi replied and Allen bloused as he took in his words. In a softer voice, he continued, "Besides, you seem a little out of it. Was it really that good?"

Allen laughed and shot Lavi a playful smirk. "It was horrible."

"Careful Allen, you might hurt my ego."

They both laughed and talked idly as they snuggled under the covers before sleep overcame them. And then, at that point, both knew that they would be together.