Hello there! I'm new to the D. Gray-Man fandom but not to writing. This is a Laven, and I am going to try my best for you guys! I hope you enjoy! :D (Chapter Title: 23 Days - Framing Hanley)

:I Know This Is Right:

"Do you swear to abide by our standards? You shall represent your fellow brothers and sisters as long as you are a member of this society. Once you are a member, your only options of leaving are by a vote of the higher council, or death. Do you understand?" the hooded man standing in front of a white haired boy crossed his arms over his chest and squared his shoulders.

Said white haired boy swallowed nervously but nodded none the less. He bowed his head and held his left arm protectively over his chest. "Yes, sir; I shall do everything that is expected of me."

"Good." The hooded male's voice boomed across the room and the people surrounding them started to clap. A tall figure at the boy's right walked towards the small teenager as he rose from the bow he gave the speaker.

"This is your new partner. He is also a new recruit, but has already passed his initiations. He is your mentor. You will do as he says and do as he pleases. You are officially his toy. Do you understand?" the hooded man pulled his hood off to reveal deep magenta locks of thick hair and a matching beard. Allen recognized him as the school's Master and supervisor of Athletics, Mr. Cross.

The fifteen year old couldn't help but openly stare at the man that he used to fear. Mr. Cross was the bane of the white haired male's existence for all of his middle school life. He had seen The then 12 year old running away from a few school yard bullies and immediately wanted to recruit him for his up and coming track team. Cross was the epitome of a drill Sargent and it took the albino near three years just to get the courage to quit the team.

The smaller male turned to his right to see his mentor. The figure was tall and somewhat broad though incredibly skinny. The person removed his hood and all Allen could see was red. The male's fire red hair was near blinding against the dark atmosphere. The boy's face was almost childish but had the high cheeks and worry lines of a person with great knowledge. His showing emerald eye was sparkling in the light of the torch behind the small huddle.

"Your name?" the red head asked, gripping the alabaster child's shoulder.

"Allen. Allen Walker." the gray eyed boy spoke clearly though there was a slight hint of fright in his voice.

"Allen Walker, I am Lavi Bookman, your new blood partner." the boy snickered softly.

"Bl-blood partner?" Allen could not help but stutter.

Cross walked forward and smiled. The smile was not a happy one; more that of a man who knew of what was to come. He drew a bone handled blade from the sheath at his side and ran it across Lavi's open palm before motioning for Allen to do the same.

"With this bond, you shall be as one. Where Allen ends, Lavi begins and vice versa. You have to complete the initiation within the month to be a true member of the Black Order but you will still forever be a blood brother to Lavi." As Cross spoke, he dug the blade into the fawn like skin of Allen's palm and joined the two boys' hands in a clasp of interlocked fingers.

Allen nuzzled his nose into the cool softness of his pillow. He didn't feel like opening his eyes, let alone fully waking up to start his day. The fifteen year old curled deeper into himself, basking in the warmth of the sun shining through his window.

A subtle click could be heard from the door and it made Allen want to groan. The small click turned into a shuffle of feet and then everything was quiet. All of the sudden, a large weight crashed onto Allen's body and he screamed as the body started moving on top of him.

"Allen! Wake up! The sun is burning bright and the flowers smell wonderful! Say good morning to the world!" Lavi cheerfully boomed as he shook the fifteen year old a few times.

"Lavi," Allen growled, rolling the plush comforter off of his face. "I swear to all that is good in this world, that if it is before 8 in the morning, I will do something so horrible and vile to you that your hair will be as white as mine."

Lavi started laughing and nuzzled the side of the smaller male's neck like a kitten. "Oh, my lovely brother, it is 8:12 in the morning. So save your dastardly deed for later. I have made breakfast and I want you to partake in such with me." The fire crotch raised Allen's digital alarm clock to prove his statement.

The milky haired teen swore loudly and attempted to throw the other male off of his small frame. "Fine, fine; just please let me get up and dressed. I promise I'm awake."

Lavi nodded softly and got up, his back popping. The male smiled and walked over to the door frame. "Hurry and shower! I made a feast fit for kings!"

Allen nodded and stretched; the muscles in his back and shoulders yelled out in protest. The fair skinned male padded his way to his in room bathroom, starting a shower for himself. He kept the water kind of cold, hoping it would keep him alert and attentive while the day progressed. The male shed his clothes and stepped under the fridged spray.

I'm not sure if I can keep living like this. Lavi is so… unpredictable. Allen held his head under the running water and felt the goose bumps trail his skin. His thoughts were only of the unimaginably bright roommate and blood brother of his.

After the ceremony at the mansion of the Black Order, Allen was ordered to move in with the Bookman teen and start his initiation. Lavi had yet to tell Allen the protocol or even the first steps of the process. A sigh rumbled from his lips. Just maybe he wasn't cut out for this kind of thing after all.

Here is chapter one! :D I know it's a little confusing, but please bear with me. :3 Please review and share with everyone!