Hello everybody! I hope you like this new fanfic of mine. Lately I've wanted to make a really long fanfic (got the inspiration from how long the chapters of Kiss! Kiss! Love You Baby! by ritachi are) and I wanted to make a dark or sad fanfic, and then this idea came to mind. I thought it was perfect, so I decided to roll with it. I just hope it doesn't drag on for you. Well, enjoy!
Warnings: contains yaoi(in later chapters), language, mature content, and dark themes.
Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-Man.

Full Summary: Lavi now is apart of the Black Order Rehabilitation Center with dissociative identity disorder. There he hears of Allen Walker, a boy sunk deep into depression. Allen never leaves his room or talks to anyone and Lavi just wants to help. Will he be able to break Allen's shell or will things only be worse?


"Lavi, are you ready to go?" Bookman called from the bottom of the stairs. Lavi stood in his bedroom upstairs staring down at his bed sadly. On his bed laid several luggage bags filled with all of Lavi's belongings. He reached out to his nightstand and grabbed the picture in the wooden frame from where it rested. He ran his fingers over the glass covering a picture of him and his best friend, Daisya Barry. They both had their arms around the other's neck and were both giving off large, goofy grins. They had been friends since they were elementary school, but now it was time for Lavi to leave everything behind. "Lavi, we need to leave soon! Hurry it up!" Lavi sighed at Bookman's impatience and gently set the picture down on the top of his belongings in a luggage case.

"I'm coming, Gramps!" Lavi called zipping the bag closed and bring it to the ground. The wheeled all three bags downstairs to his grandfather who was waiting for him. Bookman opened the door and helped Lavi take his luggage to the car. Once his luggage was packed into the trunk, they piled into the car, Bookman driving Lavi away. Lavi looked out the window smiling with fond memories of his childhood.

"Lavi, I'm sorry. I can't help but feel this is somewhat my fault," Bookman started.

"It's not your fault, Gramps. It's not anyone's fault. It just happened," Lavi sighed. The reason Lavi was leaving his hometown was because he was just admitted into the Black Order Rehabilitation Center, a facility for people with mental issues, disorders, and addictions. Never did Bookman or even Lavi think he would need to go to such a place, but Lavi had only recently shown signs of his condition. Lavi had developed a case of dissociative identity disorder, and an urgent case of it. Even after the symptoms had shown, he still wasn't aware of his condition.

-Flashback-

Daisya and Lavi walked down the halls of their next class. They were laughing at a joke Daisya had said, but their laughter was cut short when Lavi was shoved into the lockers by a large boy from the football team. The boy glared down at Lavi, his friends closely behind him also glaring. "Watch where you're going, you one-eyed freak!" the boy shouted. Lavi simply gaped up at him, fear striking through him. "You gonna say something or are you just gonna stand there like an idiot?" Daisya pushed his way to in front of Lavi and glared up at the boys.

"The only idiot here is you! Why don't you watch where you're going? You've get two eyes to do it!" Daisya shouted in his face. The boy narrowed his glare and punched Daisya knocking him to the ground. A crowd of students quickly started to form.

"Quiet, runt! No one asked you!" the boy shouted. The boy kicked Daisya's stomach, knocking the breath out of him. He then grabbed his head and threw it against the lockers knocking Daisya unconscious.

"Daisya! You leave him alone!" Lavi threatened. The boy laughed causing his friends to laugh with him.

"Look, Patchy finally said something. What are you gonna do about it," the boy paused to shove Lavi's chest again. "Pirate? It's hard to fight with only one eye, isn't it?"

Lavi glared at the ground in anger. The boy was right. Lavi couldn't fight with one eye even if he could fight. He hated fighting and tried to avoid it as much as possible. He couldn't even bring himself to swat a fly. Lavi took another looked at Daisya sitting up holding his head to keep steady. His anger rose more and more until Lavi felt rage take over his entire body and then... nothing. Every thought in his mind started escaping him. His muscles relaxed as his mind grew more blank. Soon, there wasn't one thought in Lavi's mind. The boy was just about to mock Lavi more when Lavi started chuckling bitterly. His shoulders bobbed in his laughter as it escalated. He threw his head back in a loud delusional laugh. "What's wrong with this freak? Why is he laughing?"

"I'm laughing because you're about to get what you deserve. It will be so much fun seeing you writhing on the ground in front of me begging for mercy," Lavi smirked. The boy threw his arm in a punch, but Lavi moved his head so the boy punched the lockers. Cheers erupted from the crowd as the boy held his throbbing hand. "Too eager." Lavi punched the boy in the stomach making him double over then dug his elbows into the back of his neck. The boy dropped to the ground where Lavi began kicking the boy. Out of desperation, the boy grabbed Lavi's ankle making him stop attacking. He coughed raking more pain through his body.

"S-Stop... Please," the boy pleaded.

"Nope," Lavi smirked and used his other foot to stop down on the boy's head. There was a loud cracking sound and the boy fell unconscious. The boy's friends jumped on Lavi pinning his arms behind his back. A third boy began punching Lavi in his stomach and in his face. Once the boy tired himself out, Lavi spat out some blood on the ground and smirked. "Is that all you've got?" He looked among the three waiting for an answer. "I guess so." Lavi swept his leg around tripped the guy next to him to release his arm and then using that arm to punch the other boy holding him. He reached forward and grabbed the third boy's head and head butt him. The three of them writhed in pain by Lavi's feet. They wearily stood and checked on the first boy. One looked up at Lavi in fear.

"What in the hell did you do? You're a fucking pacifist! You couldn't even dream of doing something like this!" the boy shouted. Lavi smirked then made a 'tsk' sound and shook his head.

"Oh, no no no. That's Lavi you're talking about," Lavi chuckled and got close to the boy's face. "I'm not Lavi. My name is Deak, and I'm the 48th." Lavi smirked and stood up straight. Suddenly he winced and held his head. "Damn... Time's up already? I barely had any... fun..." Lavi fell face-first to the ground. The crowd quickly dispersed leaving the two on the ground. Daisya woke first and tried to shake Lavi awake. He cursed silently when Lavi wouldn't open his eyes.


Lavi woke up hours later in the nurses office. He sat up slowly and groaned supported his heavy head with his hand. The school nurse jolted when she saw him wake up. She gripped the back of her chair nervously, turning her knuckles white. Lavi looked at her with confusion. "T-T-Tell me... W-What's your name?" the nurse asked.

"Lavi Bookman, Jr.," Lavi said. The nurse relaxed and stood.

"You need to come with me. I was told to take you to guidance once you woke up," the nurse said grabbing Lavi's wrist and helping him stand. Lavi tiredly rubbed his eyes.

"Guidance? For what?" Lavi asked. The nurse ignored him and continued to walk him to the main guidance counselor's office. She opened the door and sat him inside.

"Sit here. Mrs. Golan will see you soon. Stay out of trouble," she warned before leaving. Lavi blinked with confusion. What trouble have I caused lately? Lavi thought. He sat there in silence for a while staring at the carpet pattern and the paintings on the wall. After about ten minutes, he was called into the separate room. He entered the room and was shocked to see Bookman already sitting one of the plush leather seats.

"Lavi, please, have a seat next to your grandfather here. We need to talk," Mrs. Golan started motioning to the vacant seat with her hand. Lavi nodded dumbfoundedly and sat down with caution. He looked between the young guidance counselor and his grandfather trying to make sense of the situation. They both wore heavy expressions. "Lavi, do you remember anything that's happened today?" Lavi scratched his head, deep in thought.

"Um... I woke up, came to school, aced my pop quiz in history, walked to my next class with Daisya, was shoved into the lockers and then... Hmm... I don't remember much after that. Did something happen?" Lavi asked.

"Well, Mr. Bookman, my suggestion still stands. I believe that the Black Order Rehabilitation Center is the perfect place for Lavi with his condition. I can call and confirm a place for him if you-"

"Condition? Gramps, what's going on?" Lavi asked urgently.

"Lavi, we believe that you have dissociative identity disorder. I'm referring you to a place that I believe can help you with your condition. If you go here you'll surely get better and-"

"There's nothing wrong with me! I'm not going anywhere!" Lavi shouted raising to his feet quickly. His anger was swelling up inside him.

"Lavi, please just calm down. Let's sit down and talk about this," Mrs. Golan said soothingly.

"No! You're going to force me to go there! I don't want to! Do you know how long I've been here?" Lavi asked angrily. He swept his arm across her desk flinging her belongings against the wall.

"Lavi!" she shouted. She jumped up and ran for the door opening it. "Quick! Call for help!"

"Just shut up! I don't need help!" Lavi growled slamming his hand against the door, shutting the door with more force than necessary.

"Lavi, stop it. You're making a scene," Bookman warned.

"I said I'm not going!" Lavi shouted then groaned and held his head.

"Lavi?" Mrs. Golan asked concerned. Lavi quickly turned and glared at Mrs. Golan. He turned and grabbed her neck, tightening his grip slightly. He pushed her against the door and held her tighter as she let out strangled cries.

"Look, Lavi says he doesn't want to go. Can't you people just let well enough alone? I say we do as Lavi wants... Got it? Things go a lot better that way. The kid's a genius," Lavi pressed tighter on her throat. Bookman pulled on his arm to make him release her. "Get off me, you old man." He kicked Bookman away. While he was distracted, the door opened and the nurse followed by two large men entered the room. Lavi release Mrs. Golan who tried to gulp in air and got into a battle stance. "So you want to do things this way huh? You people here are really starting to piss me off!" Lavi threw a punch only to have his wrist grabbed by the man. The two men worked together to hold Lavi down. "Get off of me! You're all just trying to spoil my fun! I never get to have this much fun!"

"I'm going to sedate him now," the nurse announced pressing a needle to Lavi's arm.

"No, stop!" Lavi cried out, thrashing around.

"Sorry, this is for the best, Lavi," Bookman said as the nurse administered the sedative. Lavi's senses started going numb then he lost consciousness.

-End flashback-

Lavi stared up in awe at the large building before them as they stood in the parking lot. The building was many stories high and was built with black bricks. It seemed very unapproachable despite the welcoming sign placed in the grass close to the road. The building was surrounded by a large field on all sides which stopped at a large cinder block gate surrounding the building. Around the area, Lavi could see guards patrolling the area. Lavi paled at the thought of security guards having to be here. Bookman brought Lavi his belongings from inside the car.

"I guess this is goodbye, old man," Lavi smiled down at Bookman sadly.

"For now at least. You'll get better and you'll be back, though. I can feel it," Bookman said a small smile showing on his face. Lavi reached down for a quick hug.

"Later, Gramps," Lavi waved before walking off.

"Treat me with a bit more respect, brat!" Bookman shouted throwing his shoe at the back of Lavi's head. Lavi let himself get hit and laughed, tossing the shoe back. As he neared the doors, he turned to watch Bookman before he drove off again. Lavi sighed and stared at the large oak doors before him. He took a deep breath before opening one of the doors and stepping inside.

The inside of the building was very bland with it's white walls and equally white floors. The room Lavi was in was very small with only a few plants, chairs, and arm tables. At the back of the small room was a white desk with a computer resting on it. A young woman sat behind the desk typing quickly on the key board. Lavi slowly walked forward and the secretary behind the desk looked up. She gaze him a very bored expression before putting on an obviously fake smile.

"Welcome to the Black Order Rehabilitation Center. How may I help you today, sir?" the woman asked.

"Um... I'm Lavi Bookman, Jr. I should be admitted here," Lavi trailed off not sure what to say. The woman typed more and then smiled up at Lavi again.

"Yes, I see. You're a new in-patient. Please wait for one moment while your guide gets here," the woman said. Lavi nodded and sat in a chair while the woman made a call with her desk-phone. Shortly afterwards, a girl around Lavi's age appeared from a door in the back of the room. She started walking towards Lavi who blushed at the first sight of her. She was a bit too skinny, but she had beautiful skin and long green hair held into two pigtails. She wore a short black skirt and a green t-shirt. She wore slippers on her feet and around her bony ankles were a pair of green crystal anklets. Lavi stood as she stood in front of him putting on a smile he thought was charming.

"Hello, I'm Lenalee Lee. I'm also in the rehabilitation center, but I'm one of the more sane ones here," she said with a smile.

"Lavi Bookman Jr. It's nice to meet you," Lavi said as they shook hands. He stared at Lenalee for a while. "Hey, weren't you a model? You quit years ago right?" For a quick second, Lenalee's features darkened before a slightly painful smile was forced onto her face.

"Yes... I was a model, and I quit to come here. You see, I'm anorexic and I'm what you might call a Jumper. I love jumping and falling from high places. Well, let's move on with your tour. This is a very large building," Lenalee said turning to walk away. Lavi walked with her as they entered the door she had come in through earlier. "The Black Order Rehabilitation Center has patients of every extent here. It houses patients with disorders, depression, and even addictions. Since there are so many patients here, each patient is assigned a group and each group is assigned a floor and section they can safely wander around. You're in my group and we stay on the fifth floor in the East wing." They stopped walking to enter an elevator. Lenalee hit the button for the fifth floor and the elevator began to rise.

"We have groups? Why put us into groups if they're just gonna lock us up anyways?" Lavi asked harshly.

"Lock us up? Where would you get that idea? We actually have a lot more freedom here than you would think. Each section has everything a person would want. There's t.v.s in every room, there's a gym for exercising, and there's even lounges where we can relax. If someone stays in their room, it's usually by choice," Lenalee paused as they exited the elevator. This is the entrance to the fifth floor, and this, is our wing." She opened a door to their right and led Lavi inside. "Here is where you will be staying for the next bit of your life, except for when our group takes a field trip. With you coming in, our group now has ten people in it."

"Who are the others?" Lavi asked.

"Come with me," Lenalee said. She led Lavi down a hallway with doors on each side. "Here we have Yuu Kanda's room. Kanda came here before I did. He's one of my closest friends here, but don't make him upset. He's a cutter. He cuts not only himself but anyone else too, so be careful. Across from Kanda, we have Miranda Lotto's room. She came here before me, but after Kanda. She's a nice person, but her GAD or General Anxiety Disorder makes conversation with her a little tiring. Continuing down the hall, we have Tyki Mikk's room. He's a pleasure addict meaning he'll do anything to please himself. He'll drink, smoke, do drugs, or even have sex with anybody. Across from him are his cousins, Devit and Jasdero though they prefer you to call them Jasdevi. They are insane and have a really strong bond between the two of them. Warning, the doctors here think all insanity has to do with depression, so those two are on 'happy pills' when they don't need them. It's made them a bit ADD. All three of them came before I did."

"And where's your room?" Lavi asked. Lenalee smiled and stopped walking. She motioned to the door next to her with her hand.

"This is my room, and then across from me is Krory. He's a nice person although he is a bit awkward at times. He thinks he's a vampire and even had his teeth sharpened. Aside from that, he's relatively normal, and though he says he's a vampire, he never really drinks anyone's blood saying that it's too bitter for him. Next to Krory is Suman Dark. He has depression and even tried to kill himself. It's sad really. I don't know everything about him, but from what I understand, his daughter died because of an illness," Lenalee explained.

She kept walking and talking while Lavi's eye was glued to one door. The other doors in the hallway had a window pane near the top of the door to see into, but this door's pane and painted black. He grew closer to the door and he could hear mumbling coming from inside. "Hey... Lenalee... Who lives in this room?" Lenalee stopped and turned to see what he talking about. She frowned at the door and turned back around.

"That's Allen walker. He came here two years ago, but I've never once seen him. He just stays shut up in his room and doesn't allow anyone in to see him. From what I hear, he has a very strong depression. I wish he would come out so we could all comfort him, but he won't. He even refuses to come to group therapy with us," Lenalee said. Lavi stared at the door more, wanting to open it and see who's inside. He was frozen though. He couldn't move at all. "Well, come on. Let's go. It should be time for our lunch right about now." Lavi nodded and left with Lenalee gazing back at the door tainted black.


Lenalee led Lavi to a large room that was the most colorful Lavi had seen yet. The walls were painted a deeply bright red, and the furniture in the room was colorful as well. There were many tables surrounded by red, blue, green, purple, or orange chairs, and red and black couches and lounge chairs sat near the sides of the room surrounding t.v.s mounted on the wall. The carpet was black with multicolored spots covering it. In the back of the room were computer touch screens and holes in the wall connected to metal bins. Sitting at one table was a boy Lavi almost mistook for a girl with his long, blue hair in a ponytail and feminine features. Across from the boy was a man who had his black hair slicked back and dark rings under his eyes. Sitting on one of the couches was a man with black hair and a group of white bangs flopping in his face. "Hey, guys," Lenalee called gaining everyone's attention. "Guys, this is Lavi. Lavi, that's Kanda, Suman, and Krory."

"Nice to meet you," Lavi said nervously. The boy, Kanda, gave a 'Che' while Suman stood and shook hands with Lavi.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Lavi," Suman smiled. Krory turned around on the couch so he was on his knees and peeking over the back of the couch with a coy expression. Lenalee sighed.

"No, Krory, you can't bite him," Lenalee scolded. Lavi paled while Krory whined and stood to shake Lavi's hand.

"Nice to meet you then. I'm Arystar Krory III," Krory said shaking his hand. Lavi nodded. Lenalee started pulling him away.

"You look pale. Let's get some food in you. This way," Lenalee said leading Lavi to the back of the room. Once they reached the touch screens, she smiled at him. "Watch this. This is really cool." She touched the screen and the names of multiple dishes of food appeared on the screen. "What do you feel like eating?"

"Um... I'm not sure," Lavi said slowly rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'll surprise you then," Lenalee smiled and touched the screen again. She then turned her attention to the metal bin in the hole in the wall. The other side of the bin flapped down and two plates of grilled cheese were pushed into the bin. Lenalee grabbed the two plates and handed one to Lavi. "And that's how you get our food. This works 24/7, so even if you're craving a little midnight snack, you can eat something." Lenalee pulled Lavi over to sit with Kanda and Suman. Lavi sat and started eating slowly, his thoughts wrapped around the door with the black window.

"So, Lavi, what are you in here for?" Suman asked. Lavi snapped his head up losing his thoughts.

"I've developed a case of dissociative identity disorder," Lavi said.

"Oh, so you have that. How'd you find out?" Suman asked.

"I got into a fight at school and blacked out. When I woke up, I learned that I had almost killed some people," Lavi said. He earned stares from everyone in the room except for Kanda who merely gave a 'Che' in response.

"Even this weirdo wouldn't be a match for my Mugen," Kanda muttered.

"But Mugen isn't allowed here because you'd kill everyone," Lenalee pointed out. Kanda gave another 'Che.' Krory snuck behind Lavi and poked his head around to see him, startling Lavi. He jumped back and Krory smiled childishly and stood in front of Lavi.

"So how many personalities do you have?" Krory asked.

"Just one... That I know of," Lavi trailed off. Seeing Krory's black cape reminded him of the mysterious door. "Oh yeah, do the three of you know anything about that Allen kid behind the door with the black window?" The room was thrown into silence. "What is it?"

"You should just leave that Moyashi alone," Kanda snorted.

"So you know more than Lenalee does?" Lavi asked.

"Yeah, Kanda saw him move in. So did the twins, but I wouldn't recommend asking them," Lenalee said.

"The twins are really harsh at times, so knowing them they'd just play a prank on you," Suman said.

"Then can't you tell me what you know, Yuu?" Lavi asked. Kanda twitched.

"Don't call me that, and I'll let you live," Kanda glared at him threateningly. Lavi gave him a confused look.

"What? All I did was say your name. It's Yuu isn't it?" Lavi asked. Kanda stood but was held back by Lenalee. He gave an impatient growl and sat back down. Lavi was amused by Kanda's reaction. "Can you just tell me what you know, Yuu?" A bemused smirk played on Lavi's lips. Kanda growled but made no motion to harm Lavi.

"That kid's just one big mess. When he first came here, he looked delusional. He shook all the time and his eyes were wide and filled with insanity. I could see gray hairs starting in his roots. I bet that he's got a full head of white hair now. He also mumbled a lot of stuff to himself. It looked like he was resisting at first, but then the doctors gave him some kind of medicine and he was just in a daze after that. Not saying or doing anything. That kid was creepy," Kanda recalled. Lavi stared down at his grilled cheese sandwich which only had three bites taken from it.

"If he's got a depression worse than mine, then something bad had to happen to the kid. It's a shame too. He's so young. He's only... how old now? 16 maybe?" Suman asked.

"15. His birthday is in December," Krory added.

"That's still young no matter how you look at it," Suman pointed out. Lavi stood up and turned to leave the room.

"Lavi? Where are you going?" Lenalee asked.

"Just going for a little walk around. I wanna see this place for myself this time," Lavi smiled back at them before leaving the room. Once enveloped by the bright whiteness of the hallways, Lavi retraced the path he and Lenalee had taken. Going through that path, Lavi directed himself to the hallway with the rooms. He stopped in front of the one with the black window. Even from outside, Lavi could hear murmurs coming from inside the room. "Hello? My name's Lavi Bookman Jr., and I'm new here. I was thinking that maybe I could come in and we could-"

"Go away!" came a hoarse voice from inside. Lavi was startled by the voice. It was young just like Suman had said, but it was so withered and worn like it had been strained by many shouts and sobs. Lavi reached out for the handle of the door.

"Look, I don't want to hurt you. I just want to talk to you. I-"

"Leave me alone! Go away!" the boy shouted again, the fear obvious in his command. Lavi turned the handle. "Don't come in here! Just go away!" Lavi stopped and removed his hand from the handle. He stared at the door with a mixture of emotions on his face.

"You might as well not waste your time, rabbit," came a smooth voice from behind Lavi. Lavi turned quickly to see a man wearing disheveled clothes and large glasses. His black hair curled into his face and he had a cigarette hanging out his mouth. "That boy isn't going to come out no matter how much you try, trust me. He doesn't leave for anything. He's no fun anyways. I've tried getting him to talk and got nothing. He's like a fricken zombie. You could try your luck with me though," He smiled at Lavi. Lavi looked at him confused. Seeing this look, the man continued on. "Tyki Mikk at your service. It's nice to meet you, Lavi Bookman Jr." Tyki winked at him before continuing down the hall. Once the man was gone, Lavi turned his attention back to the door. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by another voice.

"Lavi Bookman Jr.?" the voice called.

"Yes? That's me," Lavi said turning to look at a small man with two moles on his forehead and his blonde hair pulled back into a neat braided ponytail.

"I'm Howard Link, your handler. It's time for your first therapy session," he announced. Lavi just stared at him. "Follow me if you will." The man turned around and walked away. Lavi snapped out of his daze and caught up with the man walking closely behind him. The man walked in silence until he stopped outside a door. "This is your counselor, Klaud Nyne's, office. Go inside. She's ready to see you."

Lavi nodded and entered the room. The room walls in the room were painted a deep blue color, and the carpet was an equally dark blue. There was a wooden desk near the back of the room with a large leather chair behind it. In front of the desk was a blue lounge chair and against the walls were three black chairs. On the left side of the room was a door which Lavi guessed lead to a closet. A woman with blue hair wearing a red shirt and white pants tucked into black boots stepped out. She smiled at Lavi kindly when she noticed he was there, and Lavi noticed that the large x-shaped scar didn't take away from her smile. "Lavi, right? Please, sit down," the woman said before sitting in the chair behind the desk. "I'm your counselor, Klaud Nyne. It's nice to meet you. Why don't we start off with you telling me a few things about yourself."

"Okay..." Lavi said. He sat down at looked at the carpet. He felt awkward in this situation. "Um... I don't know what to say... I guess... I like history and reading."

"Okay, that's a start. Why do you like history and reading?" Klaud asked.

"They're the only definite things in the world," Lavi said. Klaud gave him a perplexed look before writing in a notebook she had pulled out.

"What do you mean by that?" she asked.

"Well... In science, there are so many variables and an answer is never definite, and in math, it's the same thing. There is always a formula for it, but there can be different answers. With history, everything already happened so it's impossible to change it, and the words of a book are already written, so the content of a book won't change either," Lavi explained.

"I see... Is there anything else that changes that you don't like?" Klaud asked taking notes.

"Not really..." Lavi trailed off. They sat there in silence for a while. After fifteen minutes, Klaud smiled apologetically at Lavi.

"I hope you don't mind, but I looked up your files from your school. I'm going to ask you about the incident now. Do you remember what you were feeling at the time?" she asked.

"Um... I remember thinking that when I saw Daisya get hit, I wanted the guy to pay. That was the first time I ever had violent thoughts... I was really angry," Lavi started.

"And you were angry again in the guidance counselor's office?" she asked. Lavi nodded. "Alright, then. This might be connect to your emotions then. Have you ever blacked out before this incident?"

"Not that I remember..." The room was whisked into silence again. Lavi stared at the carpet. Then a thought came to him. "Can you tell me anything about Allen Walker?"

"Allen Walker? Why do you want to know about him?" Klaud asked surprised.

"I'm... curious is all I think. I also... want to help him somehow," Lavi said.

"I'll tell you what I can... Hold on for a minute," she stood and walked back to the closet. Lavi sat for a few minutes before she finally came back and sat back down behind her desk. "Allen Walker... At the age of 5, everyone in his neighborhood except for him was killed. Allen was adopted by a man named Mana Walker while the killer was still at large. After five years of living with Mana, Allen changed his last name to Walker, and a few months after that, the same killer came and killed Mana and almost killed Allen. The killer ran when a bystander called the police. Allen then fell under custody of Mana's friend, Marian Cross. About two years ago, Cross was involved in a shooting by the killer who had eluded the police. The killer was arrested, but Cross almost lost his life. Allen was never aware of this, but he thinks Cross is dead. Since then, Allen developed his depression. That's what I can tell you."

"He... went through all of that?" Lavi asked. Klaud nodded. Lavi leaned back in the lounge chair and stared at the ceiling. Nothing was said after that. They sat in a comfortably awkward silence.

About thirty minutes had passed before Klaud spoke again. "Well, that's all the time we have to share together today. I look forward to our next meeting." Lavi nodded and stood. He left silently and found his way back to the room housing Allen Walker. He stared at the door, putting a hand on it. He ran his hand over the smooth surface and wondered about the occupant. Many thoughts passed through Lavi's mind. Had he tried to kill himself before? Why was the killer never caught sooner? Why did the killer never kill Allen? Has Allen completely broken down? These thoughts silenced him though he felt like he needed to comfort the person inside. He gathered his courage to speak.

"It's me... Lavi again... I know you said to leave you alone but... I know what happened to you. I just wanted to say that nothing was ever your fault if you blame yourself for it. That person was a sick bastard to that... and if you would come out and talk to me, then I'm sure that-"

"Look, Jasdero. The new guy's trying to get the freak out his room," came an annoying voice. Lavi turned his head to see two men walking towards him. They both had tan skin with crosses on their forehead. One had short black hair and wore a white shirt with a red x, a black jacket, and black pants tucked into fur-lined boots. The other had long blonde hair and wore a black vest and black pants tucked into another pair of the fur-lined boots. The blonde one wore a headband that had a light attached to an antennae like stick held in place by the headband.

"Looks like it, Devit. Hee hee," the blonde giggled. Lavi deadpanned at them. "What are you looking at, huh?" They got angry and scowled in Lavi's face.

"Who... are you?" Lavi asked.

"I'm Devit, and that's Jasdero. Together we are," the black haired one paused.

"Jasdevi!" they both shouted striking a pose. Lavi stared at them incredulously as they held their poses. "Cool right?" the blonde one asked.

"No," Lavi said bluntly.

"Well be gone, brat. Our deal is with the kid in there not you. Hey! Stupid kid! Why don't you ever come out? Scared of us seeing your ugly mug?" Devit taunted.

"You're ugly! Ugly! Hee hee," Jasdero giggled.

"You never do or say anything. How do we know you haven't already killed yourself yet? No one would miss you though. That's for sure," Devit smirked though Allen couldn't see.

"No one! Hee hee," Jasdero repeated.

"In fact, why don't we go in and kill you right-"

"Enough!" Lavi shouted shocking the twins. They stared at Lavi while he tried to calm himself down. "If all you two are going to do is make fun of him then leave! He has been through enough already and doesn't need you two psychos to make it worse! Now if I catch you two mocking him again, you will answer to me. Got it?" There was much scorn and hatred in his words. Devit gave out an annoyed sigh and grabbed Jasdero's collar.

"Let's go, Jasdero," Devit said starting to pull him away. Jasdero tried to fidget out of his grip.

"But! But the kid!" Jasdero protested.

"Never mind the kid! We'll just go have some fun with Tyki," Devit said. Jasdero changed his demeanor and walked happily beside Devit. He nodded in agreement and the two left. Lavi stared after them.

"Well... I don't think those two will bother you anymore. I know you don't talk much, but if they do anything like that again just let me know. I'm going to my new room now, so I guess I'll talk to you next time... Whenever that is," Lavi added. He turned to walk away, but a cry stopped him.

"W-Wait!" Lavi turned back in the direction of the door. It was still closed, but the inhabitant was trying to talk to him. "Um... Thank you... for that." Lavi smiled and started to walk off again.

"Any time," Lavi smiled. He continued down the hall to what he assumed to be his new room. The room was just as white as everything else. He found his luggage sitting on the bed in the corner of the room. Next to the bed was a night stand with a lamp on it, and on the other side of the room was a desk and chair. There were two dressers in the room, one with a vanity and the other a tall one. Lavi put his luggage on the ground and sat on his bed with a sigh. He would unpack tomorrow.

He laid back on his bed and stared at his ceiling, his thoughts once again going to Allen Walker. The boy had thanked him, whether that was an improvement or not Lavi wasn't sure, but he was satisfied at the thanks he was offered. He thought that if he could just talk to the boy everyday, they might become friends, and the boy might even come out of his room. He then began to wonder what the boy looked like. From what Kanda had said, he imagined a small boy with extremely white hair and bags under his eyes like Suman. He frowned at the thought and began to grow really curious at how the boy looked now. Those twins had called him ugly, but they were also mocking him too. He couldn't be positive to the boy's looks, but he did know that the boy was young. Youth was supposed to bring innocence and ignorance, but this boy was stripped of them. Lavi glared at the ceiling. Everyone here was. No one here exactly had an easy past. Not even Lavi himself who had partially lied to Klaud Nyne earlier.

Lavi thought until the room was darkened by the sun disappearing from the one window in the room. He looked through the window to see the moon and stars, but it was different this time. As Lavi gazed at the moon, he couldn't help but think how menacing and cruel the moon looked tonight. The crescent moon, which was known to have a man's face, appeared to have a cruel smile. It made Lavi's stomach flip. He shut the curtains to his window and laid back down in his bed. He pulled the covers over himself and closed his eyes, falling into a disturbed sleep.


And that was the first chapter. What'd ya guys think? I hope it wasn't too boring for you guys. This is going to be kinda dark. And I wanted to have a bonus chapter every two other chapters if you guys would like. These bonus chapters would be on a character each, and would be about their lives before coming to the Black Order and how they got there. Well... I think that it, so please review. You'll get a shout out next chapter if you do :D Plus I love people who give reviews (good or bad). It says that they care enough to say something (not that I hate people who don't review. I love all my readers :D)