A Man Fanific
Title: I'll Be Your Best Friend?
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: Poker Pair!
Warnings: Shonen-ai. AU
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN :P
A/N: A fic to my fav. DGM pair! Maybe a little Yullen in later chapters...
Allen Walker put down his pen with a relieved sigh, massaging his cramped hand. He was finally done with his essay for his Biology class and he expected to get an A.
He looked up at the clock.
"Oh bloody hell…11:35?"Allen cursed under his breath when he saw what time it was. "Tim must be starving by now!"
Allen hurriedly shoved his work materials into his bag and ran out of the library, in too much of a hurry to realize that he had forgotten the most important thing. His essay.
It was dark outside, the lamps glowing softly in the darkness as Allen raced to get to his apartment. It was only a block away, so he ran instead of getting a cab. He stumbled once or twice because of his tiredness and his hurry to get there.
When he reached his building, Allen raced up the stairs, forgetting that there was an elevator, and burst into his room.
"TIMCAMPY!" Allen shouted. "I'M HOME!"
There was a muffled thump.
"Dammit Allen!" shouted a groggy voice from somewhere around the back of the apartment. "Some people are asleep at 11:45!"
"Oops. Sorry Lavi," Allen said sheepishly to his roommate. "I kind of lost track of time and I haven't fed Tim."
A small, fluffy yellow dog entered what was known as the 'living room' in the apartment, and ran up to Allen, jumping up and down excitedly at the sight of his owner.
"Hiya Tim!" cooed Allen, as he bent down to pick up the little dog, setting his bag down onto the floor in the process. "How is my little baby? I'm so sorry I forgot you Timcampy!"
"Relax, Allen," said Lavi, as he emerged from their room. "I fed Timcampy while you were gone because I thought you would be back later than planned."
Lavi's normally somewhat-organized, vibrant red hair was sticking up in every direction and was mussed up even further when he reached back a hand to scratch the back of his head. His regular eye-patch was in place, although his headband was not, and he was wearing light, mint green pajamas, which made his red hair stand out even more. To complete the image, he had on fuzzy, purple slippers, which were in the shape of a rabbit.
"Thanks Lavi," sighed Allen, relieved, as he sank down onto the couch nearby, still holding Timcampy in his arms.
"No problem, man," Lavi replied. "I know how bad your uncle is when you don't get a good grade in you classes."
They both shuddered at the mental image of what Allen's uncle, Cross Marian, would do if Allen got a C or lower on a project. He was convinced that his uncle was the devil himself, or at least something close to it.
"Anyways, sorry for waking you up Lavi," Allen said as he looked over to where his red headed friend was standing.
"Naw, it's nothing." Lavi replied, flapping his hand at Allen. "You'd better get to bed Allen, or you're gonna be late tomorrow."
"'Kay," said Allen. He rose up from the couch and set Timcampy on the floor as Lavi turned and headed back to sleep. Allen walked into the bathroom and prepared for bed. He then walked back into his and Lavi's room, got out his own pajamas, and began to put them on. Allen crawled into his bed and Timcampy jumped onto it too, making himself comfortable at Allen's feet.
"Night Tim," whispered Allen and he sank back into his pillow, already asleep before his head had touched it.
Meanwhile, back at the library, Tyki Mikk was going through his final rounds to make sure there were no stragglers left behind. He took his time walking through every level, between all the shelves, and around the tables. After all, he was in no hurry to head back home where his dear niece Road was staying over with her brothers, Jasdero and David, and their father, who was his brother, Sheryl. Tyki sighed as he ran a hand through his dark hair, grimacing as he thought of the destruction his lovely family would have been wrecking in his house while he had been away.
Tyki glimpsed at a flash of white out of the corner of his eye as he passed one of the tables by the biology section of the library. He walked over to where the white was and picked up a sheet of paper that had been on a chair.
Normally, he would have just thrown it away without a thought, but the title of this particular piece of paper caught his eye.
The Existence of the 'Noah Gene'
By Allen Walker
Intrigued, Tyki read over the paper, his eyebrows rising higher and higher on his forehead.
My my look what we have here…
Tyki whistled softly after he finished reading the essay. He was impressed. The author of this report, this Allen Walker, listed several possible theses for the existence of the 'Noah gene', which Tyki himself knew existed. After all, he was a direct descendant of Noah himself. As was the rest of his…delightful family.
Tyki finished his rounds, with Allen's essay in hand, and went to his office in the back of the library to collect his things. Finally, he locked the door to his office, exited the library, locked the library's door, and headed home in his sleek black Lamborghini, not exactly something you would expect a librarian to have.
As Tyki reached the gates of his house, he heard something equivalent a small earthquake coming from inside. With a groan, Tyki opened the gates and parked the car in front, just in time to see Road, Jasdero, and David come running towards his car.
"I swear to God, if you two scratch my car, I will castrate you and dump your bodies in a well." Said Tyki, as David and Jasdero neared his car.
"Awww Uncle Tyki, that's not niiiiiiceee!" Road whined, while dragging a colorful umbrella behind her.
"I never meant to be nice," Tyki replied. "…Is that the Earl's umbrella?"
"Yup! I borrowed it when we came from his place in Cambridge." Giggled Road.
"Anyways uncle," interrupted David. "Dad said he had to go back to-"
"Cambridge to finish paper work and stuff," finished Jasdero. "So you have to put up with us until 9."
Damn Sheryl and his fucking work…Tyki thought with a scowl set on his face. Just when I needed to ask him something too…
"Tyki, are you thinking something bad about Daddy again?" inquired Road, with a smirk on her face.
"If you must know Road, yes I was think bad things about my idiot brother," Tyki replied in a strained tone.
Jasdevi (Jasdero and David) twirled around him saying, "Tyki is a meanyhead! Tyki is a meanyhead!"
"How old are you two?" Tyki asked as a vein popped in his forehead.
"We're gonna turn-"
"Eighteen next month."
"Ah, I see. And why do you still have the vocabulary of a nine year old?"
"Mostly because-"
"It annoys you!"
Jasdevi giggled and then fell onto the ground, rolling around in laughter.
"And my brother asks me why I still think he needs to reserve a room-no scratch that, a cell- in the nearest insane asylum," Tyki muttered under his breath. He made his way up the pearly white stairs to the front door when he felt something slip out of his hand. He turned to look at what he dropped; when he saw that Road was looking at the essay he had found at the library.
"Road, what in the world are you-"
"The Existence of the 'Noah Gene' by Allen Walker…Tyki where did you get this?" Road asked in a voice that did not fit her age of fourteen years. Even Jasdevi had stopped their hysterics, sitting up and turning their heads to look up at Tyki and Road when they heard what she had said.
"It was left at the library by someone," Tyki replied, his face dropping his previously irritated expression. "I found it when I made the final rounds."
"So this is why you were irked more than usual at Sheryl's absence?"
"Yes. I needed to ask him how much this kid got right where to find him."
Road pulled out her neon pink cell phone and flipped it open.
"I can get you in touch with him in about 3 minutes." Road said while dialing her phone. "I'll read over this and see what I can find out about this kid." And with that she walked inside the house to who knows where.
Jasdevi came up behind them. "So, what's a human-"
"Doing with information like the Noah Gene?"
Tyki walked inside making his way towards the staircase that led to his private quarters. He looked back to meet Jasdevi's inquiring stare.
"I honestly don't know," he replied. "But once Sheryl gets what we need on this Allen Walker, I expect I will be required to pay him a little…visit shall we say."
