The Promise Chapter 1

Hey guys! First story I've done on this account. This story starts off as T, but that may be subject to change, if you guys want lemons or not. I hope that this story is a fluff overload; at least, that's what I'm going for. I love stories with happy endings. Though, I might have to change that… :D Okay! Getting down to business! This story is Laven, because that is my favorite pairing ever, and I think it's adorable. (My next favorite pairing is Shizaya, not that you guys care.) I hope you guys like!

Summary: Allen and Lavi are childhood friends, but Lavi moved away in the last year of elementary school. It's now 10th grade, and Allen hasn't seen or heard from him since. But there's an exchange student coming in, I wonder who that could be~? FLUFF OVERLOAD.

Warnings: Depressed Allen-chan and a dramatic character reveal. (Oh god, watched too much literal trailer. MEH.)

. :Allen POV: .

"Why do you have to go?"

"It's not by choice. If I had any say in this, I'd be staying!"

"You promised we'd stay together forever!"

"I'm sorry Allen, I swear I'll come back. I'll call you as soon as the plane lands, okay?"

"Alright Lavi, but I'm holding you to this promise."

He smiles and hands me his favorite toy, a small winged sphere with a tail and a strange cross like design on the front. I look at it in wonder, and then shift my gaze back up. "You're giving me Tim?" I ask incredulously.

He smiles "I'm loaning him to you. I expect to get him back, and I'll only accept it from you. Got that?" I nod, and he starts fading.

I panic and reach for him, but my hand passes through his shoulder. His words ring in my head…

"I'm sorry Allen… I swear I'll come back…"

I sit up abruptly, panting and clutching my nightshirt. I wait for my racing heartbeat to slow down and look at the clock. In blindingly bright lights, it reads 5:58 A.M. I groan and lie back down.

I shut my eyes and try to attain sleep, but it eludes me. I can never fall asleep again after 'the dream'. Even after five long years, that night still haunts me. My regret is overwhelming. I could have done so much more to keep him here!

I sigh. It's no good to dwell on these thoughts. At least, that's what Reever says. He's my counselor at school. The alarm beeps and I'm startled out of my thoughts. I shut it off and stretch, looking around my bedroom.

It's dull, the only thing of color being the mahogany desk sitting in the corner. Everything else is in varying shades of grey, white, and black. I slide out from under the covers and onto the cold wooden floor.

I quickly get ready for school. Shower, get dressed, apply concealer to the scar on my face, pull on my gloves, and I'm all set. I slide my backpack on and leave the house at 7:30 on the dot. I catch the school bus on the corner of the street, ignoring the taunts thrown my way by various kids who go to my school. They aren't important, anyway. They didn't take the time to look past my white hair, and they're missing out. That's what Lenalee is always trying to convince me of.

I wonder if he would recognize me…? I think. My appearance has changed quite a bit in the years we've been apart. I started covering up the scar on my face and my hair has turned white, most likely from all the stress of living with my master and losing him. He was always there to tether me to reality and sanity, but when he left, I only had Lenalee and Kanda, which isn't enough.

I jolt when a hand touches my shoulder. I give a sigh of relief when I realize that it's Lenalee. She slides in next to me and gives me a bright smile, which I return. "So, Allen. How are things going?" She asks. I open my mouth to answer, but it's cut short when I see Kanda jump on the bus, looking more pissed off than usual. He grumbles something I can't quite catch, it sounded a bit like 'devious Usagi?' I've no idea what that means. I don't speak Japanese.

He sits in front of us and gives me a death glare which softens slightly when he turns his gaze to Lenalee. "Lenalee. Moyashi." He grunts as a greeting. "My name is Allen, BaKanda!" I grumble while Lenalee giggles. Alright, let me rephrase that. I know a little Japanese, but Usagi is not in my vocabulary. He rolls his eyes but pulls on his backpack.

After some idle small talk, the bus arrives at school. We shuffle off the bus and make our way through the crowd, which, surprisingly, isn't very difficult. There seems to be a menacing aura around Kanda, which makes everyone get out of his way. I silently thank him. He normally doesn't take the bus, but when he does, it means people don't bully me first thing in the morning.

The bell rings and we all file into the halls. I make my way to my locker, which is, luckily, close to all my classes. As I'm about to reach my locker, someone grabs the front of my coat and slams me into it. I let out a squeak, which makes my attacker laugh. I smile politely, and lightly touch the hand that is dangerously close to my neck. "Suman… How nice to see you this early in the – oomph!" My sentence is cut short as my head is bashed into the locker.

"Shut up, no one wants to hear your voice, Albino." He growls. I really can't say it enough how stupid that nickname is. If I were truly albino, my skin would be white, not just pale, and my eyes would be red, not like mercury. I smile weakly and nod, ignoring the throbbing pain in my head.

"Mr. Dark! Let go of that boy!" Yells a familiar voice. The grip on my coat relinquishes and I release a breath I didn't realize I was holding. "Go to my office right now. You get a suspension for this." I hear Suman curse under his breath but he stalks off in the direction of the principal's office nonetheless. Suman's posse disperses and Komui runs up to me. "Allen, are you alright?" He asks, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I nod weakly and touch the bump that's forming on the back of my head. "I think so, principal." I say, and he frowns at me. "How many times do I have to tell you, call me Komui. I am your friend. I just happen to be the principal too." I nod and run a hand down my face. When I look at Komui again he seems… blurry? And oh god, where did the floor go? And why is there a tunnel?

"Allen? Allen?" I hear Komui, but it sounds like he's far away. But the tunnel is getting smaller, so I let the blackness engulf me. Wonderful start to the week, if you ask me. Passing out in front of everyone, and causing Suman to get suspended. As if he needs another reason to hate me.

Nevertheless, I have a feeling that this week is going to be interesting.

So… that was the first chapter. It was fun to write, though I'm really tired and I can't think straight, so I'm most likely going to look back on this and think "Well, this is shit, but I can work with it." That's what I do with most of my stories. I have many plot bunnies for this story, so expect an update soon. I needz a beta! Anyone willing?