Before hand AN: This is my first fanfiction that I am brave enough to publish. (Because I have no faith in myself as a writer) So constructive criticism is very much welcome here :3

~Alyss

Leo pulled the blanket over his head with an internal hiss at the light leaking through the pale curtains. He was normally alert in the morning, this morning was different. He had hissed at the light like a damned vampire or something. His ears were ringing if he looked at the light, his head ached like he was beat with a blunt object. He concluded that he was probably sick, or at least coming down with something. He could hear Elliot shuffling around the room, well he was already awake. He curled up into a ball and made sure the blanket made a nice thick, dark layer of darkness over his eyes so the light was invisible to him. This will be a nice sleep. Nice and quiet.
Now that didn't last long. Elliot clicked his tongue and yanked the blanket off Leo, annoyed with him for not getting up.

"Get your lazy butt up, Leo." He scowled at the pyjama clad, raven haired mop top of a servant. Okay maybe not, he was his servant, but also Elliot's only friend. Leo just mumbled and pushed his pillow into his face.

"We need darker curtains…" Leo mumbled from the pillow's softness. Elliot sighed in irritation.

"Get up or I will drag you out of bed." He stated, his irritation rising. Also beginning to chip at Leo's irritation. Leo did absolutely nothing to indicate that he planned on moving any time soon.

Both of them had potentially the worst tempers you'd ever come across. The difference between them was that Elliot had a shorter fuse than Leo. But Leo's temper was much more frightening.
Funny to think about it, being that Leo was only 5'5" and looked like a messy-haired, dorky child, but his temper was like raising the depths of hell.

"I. Said. Get. UP!" Elliot yelled, yanking the sheet underneath Leo and bringing him to the floor; rather uncomfortably… Leo cursed silently, coughed from the sudden shock, and rubbed his head. His ears rang like a siren was wailing in them. He pushed against the bed for support to stand up as he looked for his overly large glasses, putting them on his face with a sigh. He then glared at Elliot from under his thick hair and the large framed glasses.

"I was about to get up, you idiot." He scoffed at Elliot. Elliot's eye twitched in irritation.

"You were going to lay there all day, there are classes today, y'know?" Elliot scowled, actually maintaining his composure for once. Mainly because he could feel Leo staring him down from behind two layers of obscurity. "Just get ready." He said, turning away and leaving their dorm room. Leo sighed in slight irritation before looking around by his bed. Books. Nothing but books surrounding his bed. He picked up a small stack that he needed to return to the library, six or seven books. He got dressed then grabbed the stack of books. Elliot was waiting on the second set of stairs.

"Took you long enough." Elliot said, his scowl not as harsh. "The hell do you have those for?" He asked, eyeing the stack that the smaller male had in his arms.

"I need to return these ones today." He said, walking down the stairs and onto the platform for the second set.

"You couldn't just bring half and get the other half at lunch or something?" He asked, still eyeing the stack of books.

"Nah… Might as well get over with it now." Leo smiled, his balance wobbled as he stepped on the first step. Falling. Elliot caught him with enough force to knock his glasses off, but not to stop him from falling, the two tumbling down the stairs.

Elliot cursed at the pain shooting through his back from landing on it down a flight of stairs. Leo was half on him, his black hair covering his face completely. Elliot sat up and cracked his neck and rubbed his shoulder.

"Hey, Leo… You okay?" He asked, actually concerned. Leo grumbled a curse and sat up, rubbing his head. He looked okay.

"Where'd my glasses go?" he mumbled, seeing the shattered and bent frames in front of him. He groaned and stood to get them, pressing against the ground. Elliot's eyes widened when he seen a small smear of blood in the shape of Leo's tiny hand. Leo picked up his glasses and sighed. These were my back-up glasses too… He thought.

"Leo!" Elliot exclaimed, making Leo flinch and drop the already broken glasses, totalling the glasses completely. That definitely knocked his irritation up a notch.

"What?" Leo groaned at him, doing his best to not yell at him and turning to face him. Elliot grabbed Leo's face and moved his thick black hair from his face. Leo gave him a questioning look as to why Elliot looked so concerned.

"You're bleeding." Was all Elliot said, he was right. Leo's forehead had a cut on it from a shard of his glasses and was bleeding profusely. Elliot pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and held it onto the wound. "Keep it there." He said, standing up and collecting the books that were dropped. Leo blinked, a bit confused. He knew Elliot worried about him from time to time, but not this much…

Is it that bad? Is he worried I'm going to pass out from blood loss? Leo silently questioned to himself and moved the handkerchief from his forehead to see all the blood on it. …Okay I get it that is a lot of blood… He sighed and put it back to his forehead, watching Elliot picking up the books. Everything in Leo's vision suddenly blacked out. But for a moment, he came back to Elliot shaking him by the shoulder.

"Leo. Leo! Answer me!" Elliot said, his voice was loud, not yelling and laced with concern. Leo blinked at him as his vision returned to him.

"What?" Leo questioned, looking at the taller male's concerned look. Elliot seemed to be scanning over Leo's face to make sure there was nothing wrong besides the obvious forehead wound.

"You weren't responding to me, you spaced out or something…" Elliot said, frowning a bit. Before helping Leo stand, then picking up the stack of books. Did I space out? That didn't seem like I spaced out… Blacked out is a better term to use for it… Though I didn't collapse it seems… So maybe… Something else? He silently questioned to himself, getting lost in his thoughts again. He jumped nearly a foot when he felt a hand on his shoulder, snapping him out of his daze once more. Elliot was scowling at him, but the shorter male could see the concern in his master's eyes. Why the hell are you worrying about me? Leo mumbled inaudibly, walking a decent pace behind Elliot. He normally didn't get this immersed in his thoughts, but he was spacing out way more than his normal.

Elliot was talking to Leo, but he was so spaced out he didn't hear a single word. Not even snapping out of it until he bumped into Elliot.

"Why the hell are you not talking to me?" Elliot asked irritated by Leo's silence. Leo looked up at the slightly taller teen.

"S…Sorry… I've just been spacing out since this morning…" Leo admitted quietly. Rubbing the side of his head.

"Yeah I noticed, you've tripped over your own feet twice just walking down this hall." Elliot scowled at the shorter teen. Leo obviously hadn't fallen down, he would've know. Must've just staggered or fumbled on balance.
Elliot sighed and pushed the door of the library open with his shoulder and placed one of the many stacks of Leo's horde on the librarian's desk. He turned and left the library, Leo still following behind him. The two walked in silence. Mainly because Leo was spacing out again and Elliot wasn't going to bother talking if Leo wasn't listening.

"Ah. Maybe I have a pair in the drawer." Leo said out loud in his not so loud voice. Elliot looked at the smaller teen walking past him.

"What?" Elliot asked, arching an eyebrow. Leo tapped his cheek where his glasses usually sat.

"I think I have another pair in our dorm." He stated, turning towards the stairs to the second floor dorms. Elliot checked the clock on the wall; they still had time before classes, so he followed along. I mean, not like he had anything better to do. Might as well tail his spacing out of this world of a servant.

Leo opened the door to their dorm and peek around in his drawers. Sighing when his search came up negative. Damn… I really don't want to walk around without them… I mean my hair is enough to cover my eyes like they used to… But I look strange without them now! I guess it's because I've worn them for so long I just think I look odd or more abnormal than usual without them. Lost in his thoughts again. Elliot was just standing in the stairwell, not too far from their dorm. He was looking around the walls and such, nit-picking the flaws in his mind. It was occupying his time in the least.
Leo stood from looking in the bottom drawer and felt a rush of heat and dizziness completely overwhelm him. He held against the wall for support so he wouldn't fall. I felt bad this morning… Now I just feel downright awful… If I was coming down with something, it hit me pretty damn quick. Ugh. I hate feeling like this… He groaned, rubbing his forehead with his other hand. He blinked in a slight confusion. Are my hands normally this cold? Or am I just normally cold, meaning my hand would be warm… I don't feel all that cold… I mean slightly chilly, but I always am… He sighed, regaining most of his balance, enough to stop relying on the wall for support. He took a deep breath and looked up to see Elliot standing in the doorway. Shit. How long has he been standing there?

"How long were you planning on taking to look?" Elliot sighed, crossing his arms. Leo straightened himself more to look his usual self.

"Couldn't find it. I guess the ones that broke were my spares…" Leo shrugged, trying to mask the wavering in his voice. He felt like his legs were going to give out any moment, as well as his consciousness. He felt awful, but wouldn't admit it. He hated people worrying about him.

"We'll go into town after school and get you another pair, okay?" Elliot said, looking back to Leo, who was shaking like a leaf in a wind storm. He walked towards Leo. "Hey, you okay Leo?" he asked, concern creeping up on the blonde's face. Leo opened his mouth to tell Elliot that he wasn't and that was it. His legs gave out and his consciousness slipped away within seconds, luckily Elliot caught him before he could fall to the floor.

"Hey! Leo! What the hell? Leo!"

Word Count; 1853

Afterward AN: Oooh kay, bravely publishing chapter one! I hope you enjoyed he first chapter, Leo is a precious baby. He's probably one of my top 5 favourites in Pandora Hearts!

Yes yes, constructive criticism is always welcome to me! I do hope you enjoyed the first chapter~

~Alyss