The Falling Snow.

Konichiwa, and welcome to my first D. Gray-Man fic! to warn you now, I'm new at writing for D. Gray-Man, so it may or may not suck. Either way, I'm going to try my hardest to get everything in this fic right. If something's wrong, please tell me, and I'll fix it to the best of my ability! thank you all for reading, and I hope you enjoy it!

Disclaimer- I don't own DGM. I've asked Santa for the rights to own it, but so far he seems to be holding out on me…..

Chapter 1- that horrible, horrible feeling

Lavi was bored. Too bored for the rest of the dark order's liking entirely. Because everyone knew that when Lavi was bored, baaaaad things happened to them.

But this particular boredom didn't come from having a lack of something to do. Lavi had woken up this morning with a feeling that something bad was going to happen, and it was frustrating the redhead to no end when he couldn't pin point exactly what was making him feel this way. And what was worse, was the fact that no matter how hard he tried, (and really, he was trying hard) he couldn't shake the ominous feeling either.

But it was really starting to freak him out, that much was for sure. The last time Lavi had this weird feeling, his beloved cat had died. But, seeing as how his cat was buried already, the feeling was from an unknown source, and putting the normally cheerful teen into a quiet funk.

Trying to puzzle it out, he went through a list of likely options for the unsettling feeling sweeping through the teen's body in waves of frustration.

Number one reason- Yuu had somehow found out that he had tampered with his regular meal of soba noodles a few days ago, and he now wanted to mutilate him with his Mugen. Frowning, he dismissed the thought entirely. Kanda was on a mission with Allen, and wasn't supposed to return for another few days.

Number two reason- Bookman had found out he was shirking his duties as a bookman in training, to relax a bit. Frowning, he almost dismissed that reason until he realized it was possible, but not very likely, seeing as how if he had noticed, Bookman would've already kicked him in the head quite fiercely, and after he had picked himself off of the floor, would've told him to get back to work.

So, not that either then.

Lavi continued to try and figure out the weird feeling coursing through his body, but couldn't figure out quite what was bugging him.

As it turned out, he didn't have to wait too long to get his answer.

Shouts, worried cries, and quick footsteps running in the hallway alerted the boy that something interesting was going on outside of his little corner in the library. Sighing, knowing he wouldn't get anymore time for himself, he got up and stretched, quickly walked to the door, and poked his head out of the doorway.

What he saw next made him wish he hadn't.

What his now wide eyes saw was a slightly battered Kanda, home much too early for comfort. But that wasn't what alarmed Lavi the most.

On Kanda's back, a very dead to the world Allen lay, bleeding from various wounds, and looking like he had been run over by a pack of rabid akuma. Several times.

Gasping with fright, he realized that Allen looked to be in very bad shape indeed. The poor boy was as pale as was humanly possible without actually being dead, and he was shivering uncontrollably. Lavi could see it from the door, so he knew the poor boy had to be shivering very profusely. His lips were an unhealthy shade of blue, and he was bleeding from, what seemed to be everywhere, and the blood was dripping down onto Kanda, and the floor.

Shocked scientists and exorcists alike rushed over to help the unconscious boy draped across Kanda, who, Lavi noticed, was looking more and more impatient as the time went by.

"Oi." Kanda's irritated voice caused the crowd gathered around him to look at him in surprise. "Does someone want to get the moyashi off of me, so that he doesn't bleed to death all over me?"

"Right." Linali was the first to get there, Lave right behind her, pushing through the crowd to get to the quite tattered looking boys.

Now, showing concern was very odd for Kanda. But over the months, he had somewhat grown attached to Allen, not that he would openly admit it to anyone. But the concern that laced itself unknowingly into his voice spoke volumes.

"Lavi, help me." Kanda called to the redhead, breaking him out of his shocked silence, and propelling him into motion. Gently removing Allen from Kanda's now bloody back, he sprinted to the infirmary, Linali, Kanda, and Komui on his heels.

Lavi was a little worried when Allen did nothing but continue his raspy light breathing, not waking up at all, as Lavi continued his mad dash to get to the infirmary that was still two floors down.

"Hold on Allen." Lavi whispered, slightly panicky. "We're almost there."

He was running so fast, he almost missed the doors to the infirmary, and skidded to a stop, panting. Bursting open the doors, he carried the prone small (if Allen was awake, he would've protested mightily that he was not small, thank you very much) body in his arms passed shocked nurses, and lied the boy down carefully on a nearby bed.

Looking around and seeing that no one had moved, Lavi shot the nurses a glare that could potentially rival Kanda's own, and sent them scurrying into motion.

Nurses and doctors crowded around the bed, and Lavi was forced to step back, as they left no room for him to stand by the bed.

"Kanda…" Lave paused, and looked over to the three others who had followed him; "What happened to him?"

Kanda closed his eyes and sighed before his eyes fluttered open, and stared sadly into Lavi's own green pair.

"Baka moyashi." Kanda sighed again, and ran an agitated hand through his very long hair, that Lavi noticed was unbound, and in tangles most likely accumulated in a fight of some sort. Lavi raised an eyebrow, inviting Kanda to continue. "There was an avalanche, and moyashi pushed me out of the way before it hit me. He however…." At this, Kanda looked away, to the bed where the doctors and nurses were trying desperately to warm and treat the small body lying motionless on it. Clearing his throat, Kanda forced himself to continue. "Was not so lucky, and was caught in the snow, and was helpless to stop himself from falling off the cliff." Eyes widened, and shocked gasps were heard, as Kanda closed his eyes, and took a deep breath before continuing. "Allen..he…he would've died if the snow hadn't broken his fall, and it took me eight hours to dig him out." He paused. "When I finally got to him, I thought..he was dead already. But he was breathing, so I got here as fast as I could."

Lavi closed his eyes, and breathed deeply, trying to calm down.

Well, at least now he knew why he had that feeling that something was horribly wrong that morning.

-tbc-

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