Title: Unconditional Love

Pairing: TykixLavi, and some LavixLenalee(only infectionate as friends though)

Summary: After Allen and Kanda find their happy ending, Lavi is left alone. After a certain incident he is forced to do his last year all over again. With his two friends gone, Lavi meets teacher Lenalee, who introduces him to Tyki. There lies his chance at love, but will Lavi take it? TykixLavi.

A/N:So...I finally start the sequel. For those who don't know, this is a sequel to Treble Clef, my other fic that focused on AllenxKanda. This fic is TykixLavi, and Lavi's chance to find true love! Anf for those who don't know, in Treble Clef Lavi was in love with Allen who was in love with Kanda. And in his act of selflessness Lavi let Kanda have Allen, because he could never steal Allen from him, and wanted Kanda and Allen to be happy. 'The Incident' will be explained later. Now...EVERYONE WISH LAVI LUCK!

Disclaimer: I don't own DGM, and you should be very glad I don't....

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Chaptire 1 – Beginning of the End

It was two months after The Incident, and it was also the first day of school. Lavi should've been done by now, but due to circumstances he had to attend another year at St. Black Order Academy for the Talented. Many rumors were set when Lavi mysteriously disappeared one day from school, but no one but Lavi knew for sure what had happened. The student body was already in a fit of paranoia when Kanda Yu ran away, but now his best friend Lavi? It seemed strange and the many friends of Lavi worried. Kanda had returned, but Lavi had disappeared, the many students and teachers shot questions as quick as bullets at Kanda, but this time, he too, was lost. But…in due time the redhead did return, and without prevail no one could get an answer to what happened out of him. Not even his best friend Kanda. The only one who seemed unfazed by this was the principle, his academy being one of fine arts, he expected a few troubled students here and there. After all, artists were known to be moody and exaggerated. But the principle could not allow Lavi to graduate with the others. Kanda in the very least had only missed a month or two of school, and quickly made up for it. But Lavi missed nearly half a year. So now he was set for another year here.

It looked the same to him, the school itself. The only difference was that there was no Kanda and all the other friends his age. They were all replaced by freshmen, faces that bounced with sheer excitement and anticipation. He remembered his first year here, fun and carefree with his best friend Kanda who always seemed irritated. They laughed a lot, and occasionally got really drunk as well. They were fond memories for Lavi, but they were also long gone days as well. And there was his suppose to be last year here. Every time Lavi thought of it, it only brought back a gnawing feeling of lost and sorrow in his chest. He tried his best not to think about it. This was his fresh new start to a better ending. Kanda had graduated, and so did all the others who had cared for him. Allen put the Academy on pause, deciding to travel with his boyfriend (and probably secret fiancée) Kanda Yu in a touring orchestra.

Oh, Allen.

Lavi shook the thought away, and steadily entered the school he knew so well. Even if the painful memories had gone and past, he still felt a slight depression just from being here. With a sigh he vowed to devote himself to his schoolwork this year. He would just get it over with and move somewhere far away. Maybe Italy. There was plenty of beautiful scenery to draw there. He could even make a living on it; after all in the very least he was quite exceptional in his drawings. He decided that he'd live somewhere in Europe, it was far enough away that no one would know him there.

He sat himself down in the back corner or the classroom, right by the window. Lavi liked the view from there, and soon students piled into the classroom, some of them, which Lavi vaguely recognized seeing around before. No one questioned him, or talked to him, and he was fine with that. In fact, he preferred it this way. But whispers gathered, most knew about last year and what had happened. Lavi's disappearance, like Kanda's, was the most frequently discussed gossip on campus. Then finally the bell rang, and Lavi let out a sigh of relief.

The door creaked opened, and Lavi half expected to see Mrs. Willows again, but he then remembered that she had retired. They would have a new teacher. Lavi's eyes fell on the new teacher as she entered. She was young and quite pretty, but he did not feel anything, for he did not quite swing that way. The young woman was oriental and looked cheerful, but shy.

"Hello, class," she spoke in a tinkling voice and Lavi's peers fell silent immediately, all fazed by her, "My name is Lenalee Lee, but I would prefer you to call me Ms. Lenalee. I will be your new drawing instructor this year, and I hope we can get along. Or in the very least cooperate and get what we must get done done. I will show respect to you only with the proper respect that you have showed me. If you be mean and nasty, I will in return make your life miserable as well. Don't get me wrong, I don't want to make you miserable, but if you treat me unfairly I will return the favor." She then cracked a pleasant smile, "After that all I've got to say is it is a pleasure to meet you all."

Lavi then tuned out, gazing out the window once more. It comforted him, how the scenery remained the same and at the same time changed as well. He memorized the details, mentally sketching it in his mind. He could see his own fingers grasping his favorite pencil and drawing swift lines, long strokes, light and dark, recreating the scene before him on paper. He could see past his red bangs, as he gazed from the scenery to his paper, and very seldom he would reach for his eraser to clean up a part of his art. He could see himself add value to it, add life into the otherwise abstract piece of art. He would shade in and darken lines, taking his time all the while. He would rarely hum a few notes under his breath as he worked, stretching the music or leaving it broken in the air…

"…Lavi…" a voice snapped him out of his imagination as he gazed upwards at Ms. Lenalee. She stared worriedly at him.

"I apologize, but I wasn't listening," he sincerely said sorry, with a fake carefree smile. The class chuckled, and amazingly the teacher didn't get mad.

"Would you like to introduce yourself?" she smiled, but her eyes remained filled with concern.

"There isn't much to say," he laughed, "I'm just…Lavi. I like to draw sceneries."

"Maybe that's why he keeps looking out the window," another student chirped and everyone, Lavi included, burst out laughing. They moved on to the next student.

Later on as Lenalee passed out papers to everyone, she slowly put one on Lavi's desk, frowning slightly with worry. When Lavi looked at it, on the top she had wrote a message for him. 'See me after school in this classroom. Don't be late.' Lavi looked up at her and grimly nodded.

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Preview to next chaptire (may subject to change):

"What's wrong?" Lenalee asks him, tracing her fingers on the scars on his arm. It didn't hurt physically like it used to, but he could still feel the mental aungish. That day... He remains silent before talking.

"I hate myself." Lavi replied simply, "And because I did, I tried to kill myself."