A/N: This is my first ever Fic that I've published so Reviews are greatly appreciated and accepted whatever they may be If there are any mistakes feel free to point them out! I'm a huge DGM fan and have tried not to make too many mistakes with the Fic so I hope you all enjoy!

WARNINGS: This is YAOI, boys loving boys, and uses Lucky and Yullen pairings. If you aren't a fan then you don't have to read. Possible OOC but I tried to stay true enough to the characters as I could though. Spoilers for the series will show up if you haven't read the Manga or watched the Anime. You've been warned.

DISCLAIMER: The plot of this Fic belongs to me but the DGM characters depicted as well as anything else from the series belong to Hoshino Sensei; however, if there is ever a chance to own any of them, I call Lavi

One Bad Day

The familiar smell of opened alcohol and smoke filled the room; moving shadows blurred on the dance floor as they moved to the forbidden beat of the night, dim lights barely making things visible enough to walk around.

The red-head sighed, his chin on the cold black marble of the bar and a half drunk whisky sour in his left hand, his right arm draped over the back of his neck and his green eye stared at nothing in particular. The top few buttons of his green button up shirt were undone to give him a breather from a long day in class.

The bartender, a friend of his from college, dried off another glass with a towel and placed it in its respectful place behind the bar. They had met in a history lecture series that had taken place on campus; the younger of the two wanting to learn about world history, the older there just for attendance purposes.

"That's the fourth time you've sighed in five minutes, Lavi," the silver haired youth said.

No response.

"Lavi?" he questioned again, leaning forward just enough to almost be nose to nose with the older boy, his grey eyes wide and penetrating a lone emerald orb and black eye patch.

Lavi's gaze met his friend's, not really breaking the non-existent thought pattern he had developed over the past five to ten minutes. After a brief pause, he realized just how close his friend was and snapped out of his daze. Sitting straight up with a jerk, a little of his drink spilled on the counter and he gasped.

"Allen! What the hell?"

His young friend used the towel in his hands to wipe up the spill and he chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Lavi questioned as he readjusted himself on the barstool, tugging at his jeans for comfort.

"Nothing really," Allen answered crossing his arms and resting against the back of the bar. "Just wondering what's going on in that brain of yours."

Lavi fidgeted with the eye patch covering his right eye as Allen looked for a sign of some sort that would tell him what was going on with his friend.

"It's nothing," Lavi replied averting his gaze.

"Is that so?" Allen muttered under his breath, knowing full well his friend was lying to him. What about, that remained a mystery for now.

Allen moved back toward Lavi and leaned on the bar while talking to his friend, his eyes hinting at his pursuit of the truth of the matter.

"Say, Lavi, are you ever going to tell me about that eye patch of yours?" Allen questioned, really wanting an answer but knowing that if Lavi made his mind up about something, he was a fortress and nothing would escape his mouth on the matter.

"Oi! I've already told you about that Allen; I'm not allowed to talk about it," his tone firm and frustrated.

Allen sighed, really wishing his friend could tell him but knowing Lavi's job, or rather knowing he had a job but nothing of his responsibilities, he knew that there were some things he would never learn about his friend.

Lavi took the remaining shot of his drink and wiped his mouth with the back of his drinking hand.

"You playing tonight?" he asked changing the topic of conversation.

"Mhm. I'm leaving once my shift ends and he gets here."

"Riiiiight," Lavi started to poke fun at his friend, a mischievous grin on his face.

"Now, now Lavi-" Allen's mocking grin gracing his face"-you know how long it took him to finally admit his feelings to me so please don't antagonize the situation."

"Allen, I'd never dream of it," Lavi's face lit up, his wide, boyish grin sent off red flags in Allen's head. Whenever he smiled like that, he knew that Lavi was thinking up something.

Allen stood up straight, stretching his arms above his head; his white gloves standing out against the black sleeves of his uniform.

"Why d'ya wear those gloves? You seem to never take them off, even at school," Lavi asked.

"Just as you have your secrets, I have mine, Lavi," his face falling into a solemn look as if he were in deep thought.

Shaking the thoughts from his mind, he spoke back to his friend, changing the topic of conversation yet another time.

"Link should be getting here soon enough to take over. I wish he would show up early once in a while but he's a man of duty; never early, never late."

"Ne Allen. How is it you survive going to college and working three jobs at the same time?"

"I do what I have to, Lavi. I really don't have a choice in the matter."

"Oh yeah. I forgot that damn womanizer has you bound to him and doing his grunt work in order to pay off his debts. Damn old man should do things for himself instead of drowning himself in booze and women," he sighed as he verbalized his disapproval for Allen's guardian, his gaze not directed at Allen but to the leftover ice in his glass.

Allen's eyes grew wide as Lavi spoke, a small yelp escaping his mouth, something that Lavi noticed too late as a fist struck the top of his head, hard. Rubbing the now tender spot, he winced his eye shut and turned to yell at whatever bastard would dare hit him in a bar.

"You trying to start something you son of a-"

Lavi's words were muffled as Allen quickly covered his mouth with his gloved hands and his body was pulled almost all the way over the counter of the bar.

"Da fu-!" he tried to mutter under Allen's death grip but quickly quieted himself and stopped his struggling as he redirected his now direct gaze from Allen's face to see exactly who it was that had hit him.

The tall, red headed man glared down at the two college students; a cigarette in one hand, a glass of wine in the other and a beautiful blond-haired woman latched on to his arm.

"Care to say that again dumb ass?" the man questioned rhetorically with a hint of 'answer me and I'll kick your ass' in the words.

"Go-good evening Master," Allen said timidly smiling at his boss to try and quell the situation.

The man just glared at his employee; although Allen wasn't just any employee, he was the man's apprentice as well as his adoptive son. He would one day take over all of the man's businesses but had to learn to work them first and clear off any debt that had accumulated.

"Hey, idiot apprentice! What have I told you about bringing your loser friends in here, huh? It's bad for business!"

"I'm sorry Master but he is a paying customer."

"I don't care; if he's your friend that means he's filthy and you know I don't like having dirty things near me. I tolerate you because I have to but it doesn't mean I have to tolerate them," the man sneered out.

"Now hold on," Lavi said squirming out of Allen's grip finally. "You have no right to talk to a customer like that!" Lavi's finger poking into the man's chest through the thick black coat he was wearing.

"I've got every damn right, brat and don't touch me with that disgusting finger of yours," he answered pushing Lavi's hand from his chest. "This is my place and if I don't want someone here I don't have to have someone here, catch my drift?" The older man leaned in closer to Lavi, his gaze threatening.

The woman on the man's arm tugged at him. "Cross!" she whined. "You promised to show me your wine collection and let me try a sip!"

Glaring down at Lavi, Cross's gaze was more fierce than that guy's. It was as if he was trying to read him to find out what kind of person he was and it bothered Lavi as the only person that ever had that look aside from himself was the old man; Lavi put up his defenses at the glare as to not give anything unnecessary away. Taking a draw off his cigarette and exhaling a puff of smoke into Lavi's face, he pulled away as if in retreat.

"Hurry up and get the fuck out of my place." He turned and left with the woman.

"Guy's a fucking nut case! Who the hell threatens a customer like that?" Lavi complained as he sat back down on the barstool.

Allen shrugged. "That's just how he is; and that was him being gentle." Allen's memories of past Cross encounters sent s shiver down his spine.

"Are you upsetting the boss again?" a blond-haired man questioned as he walked behind the counter, very composed and a snooty frown on his face.

"Not really; he just didn't like hearing the truth," Allen smirked.

"Now I have to deal with his bad mood, thanks for that one."

"You can handle it Link, you always do!" Allen smiled sardonically as he exited from behind the bar. "You coming?" he questioned toward Lavi.

Link sighed as he adjusted his nametag and started to take inventory of the bar. "Don't think that I won't forget this; I keep a detailed account of everything that happens here, you know that so please remember it well."

"Yes, I know," Allen sighed. "Can't get away with anything with you working here. And don't worry, everything's clean and put in order for you," Allen rolled his eyes as he left for the door.

Lavi followed Allen until they were out of the bar waiting outside in the cool summer air. Cross' bar, The Grave of Maria, was located on the corner so the street was always busy by the time Allen got off of work. The two walked about a block from the bar, taking a spot near the alley way between the bar and an old abandoned building.

Allen leaned up against the cold stonewall of the bar with his hands behind his head. Lavi found himself squatting, resting his elbows on his thighs and his chin on his hands.

"Ne Allen. What time's he suppose to be here?" Lavi asked, bored from waiting on their ride.

"He's usually already here; maybe he got stuck in traffic or something," Allen's voice showing no worry at their late pick up.

"Great. First time I've seen him a couple of weeks and he's going to be pissed off. Can this night get any worse?"

Allen chuckled. "Don't think that way, Lavi; I'm sure he'll be in a good mood."

"Toward you, maybe, but he's not so nice to everyone else," Lavi pouted.

"It's not like that!" Allen protested while he sulked slightly.

"Mhm. And I'm the tooth fairy," Lavi remarked sarcastically with an almost blank expression.

Allen realized something was still troubling his friend so he wanted to find a way to cheer him up. "Say, Lavi, why don't you come with us? You can hang out with Kanda while I work. The boss there is really nice and wouldn't mind; I mean, if he's ok with Kanda there I'm sure letting you in would be no problem!"

"I dunno," Lavi said scratching his head. "Yuu-chan isn't a barrel of sunshine you know."

"Come on! It'll be fun! Please?"

Lavi looked at his friend's pleading face, knowing his friend felt bad about him being hit on the head by his Master and that he probably just wanted to make him feel better.

Sighing, Lavi reluctantly agreed just as a black Audi with silver rims came to a screeching stop in front of them. Allen let his hands down to his side as he looked at the vehicle and Lavi stood, stretching, as the driver opened the car door and stood glaring at the two of them.

"Oi, Moyashi! What's this baka usagi doing with you?"

"He's going with us tonight, Kanda; and the name's Allen," Allen answered back as he walked toward the passenger door.

Kanda glared at Lavi, who, in following Allen, made his way to the back passenger door-he'd be damned if he got behind Kanda's seat.

"Nice to see you too Yuu-chan," he smiled as he spoke Kanda's given name teasingly, opening the door.

"Call me that again and you'll get my foot up your ass," Kanda growled back.

Allen sat in his seat, closed the door and buckled up, as did Lavi and Kanda. Putting the car into gear, Kanda looked to his left and sped off into traffic-Lavi thanking whatever gods were watching that nothing was coming down the street.

"Say Kanda, why were you late today?" Allen asked.

The Japanese man glared from the side as he kept his head forward at Allen and didn't answer the question.

"Come on Kanda. When someone asks a question, it is your duty as a human being to follow through and keep the conversation going." Allen's smile did not match the condescending, mocking tone in his voice.

Kanda snarled; Lavi chuckled quietly, trying to avoid any unnecessary problems while his life was at the mercy of one very grumpy Japanese swordsman behind the wheel.

"Fucking Tiedoll decided he wanted some 'quality time' with his 'sons.' Took me a half hour to explain to him that I didn't want to and had somewhere to be. Damn geezer kept crying and sobbing."

"How'd you manage to escape that?" Lavi chimed in, still trying to hide his laughter.

"The fuck you care?" he growled.

"Well, little Allen was waiting for you, Yuu. If I hadn't been there to keep him company who knows what could've happened! Some gangly old creeper could have abducted our dear Allen and then what'd we do, hm? I'd lose a friend and you'd lose your lo-" Lavi's nose hit the back of Allen's seat as the car came to a skidding stop.

Kanda looked over his shoulder at Lavi, his blue eyes sending death threats toward the red head.

"Stay the fuck out of my personal life if you ever want to even think about breeding," he snapped. "On second thought, don't even do that. This planet doesn't need any more dumbasses; so either let me castrate you here and now or find another way to let out your sexual frustration that doesn't involve the possibility of impregnating a woman."

"Ouch, harsh Yuu." Lavi said, rubbing his nose.

Kanda stormed out of his car, waiting outside for the other two to step out.

"Maybe I shouldn't have come tonight Allen; it's really not my night." Lavi's face was sullen and sad, his nose red from hitting the back of the seat. He thought back to the days events: extra work to do for the old man on top of his agonizing load of homework for school, lectures going longer than they needed, he spilled juice on his favorite shirt, lost his bandana, got chased by a bunch of girls that had been stalking him for help on their homework, a run in with Cross, nose being busted; all these things led Lavi to an unwilling depression that he just wanted to avoid for the night if at all possible.

Allen looked at him, turning around in the front seat. "Cheer up Lavi. I'll play a special song for you tonight, okay? Just try to get along with Kanda as best you can. I'm sure after a couple of drinks he'll mellow out; well as long as no one speaks to him, touches him, gives him the wrong Sake, or bothers me." Allen's smile not helping to soothe the uneasiness that was rising up in Lavi.

He was happy to be there with his friends but after the day he had, all the signs were pointing to disaster. Now, Lavi knew that he should ascertain the situation and really think about it, but he was already there and his curiosity was getting the better of him. He had wanted to hear Allen play the piano for a long time, well ever since he learned that he was some sort of prodigy that Cross had been helping to groom for some unseen purpose. So, pushing the thoughts to the back of his mind for later, he sighed and opened the door.

The two exited the car and joined Kanda, who clicked his automatic lock on his car, the system beeping at them as the car locked. The parking lot was across the street from a rather large, rather tall building. Lavi whistled as he looked the building up and down.

"Looks like the Leaning Tower of Pisa but not leaning," he remarked.

"It should since it was modeled after it," Allen answered.

Lavi also noted the blackness of the building and the towering 50 floors he reckoned it had to have.

"What kind of business establishment is this?" Lavi questioned straining his neck to look up.

"They have several things in the building here Lavi. The bottom forty floors are used for the day-to-day business and the top 10 floors are used for…other things. I forgot you've never been to The Black Order before."

Lavi glanced at Allen as they crossed at the cross walk. "What 'other things' you talkin' about?" his tone harmless.

"Well, the club is on the top floor, a very spacious place kind of like a penthouse but you'll see soon enough. The other floors can be said to be VIP rooms for certain individuals that visit and then there is also housing for some of the employees; mostly the hosts though."

"Wait, wait, wait. This is a host club? You work at a HOST CLUB?" his voice pitching the last words as his arms shot up in surprise, pointing to the building as if the other two had never seen it before.

"I play the piano at a host club, Lavi; big difference."

"Like hell it is! Do you know what kind of people work in these places?" Lavi threw all reason aside in order to point out the obvious.

"Hmph," Kanda grunted. "Any of those fucking douche bags lay a hand on you I'll slice off their tiny dicks and shove it down their throats."

"This isn't the time for affection Kanda," Allen said after sighing and putting his hand to his head as they entered the front door. "Don't worry about it Lavi," Allen said addressing the red head. "The hosts upstairs are all quality employees; even the girls that are hired in as waitresses are nice. And speaking of waitresses, I'll have to introduce you to Lenalee! She's the best!" His smile radiated across his face and Kanda glared at him but said nothing, his arms crossed.

Allen reached in his pocket for a swipe card that he used on a control panel outside the building and he entered a pin number on the keypad. The door beeped green and the three entered the building, still bickering about Allen working in a host club, and headed straight for the elevator, avoiding the lone security guard at the main desk.

"Lavi, please just drop it. If Kanda's ok with it, you should be too, right?" Allen pulled his trump card.

"I never said I was ok with it, Moyashi," Kanda corrected leaning on the back of the elevator, arms still crossed and the same grumpy look on his face; Lavi could swear upon a stack of Bibles in a court of law that the look on Kanda's face could be compared to someone that's been constipated their entire life, but that's something he would never say on the same continent as Kanda Yuu and even if he was on another continent and said it, he knew that somehow, some way, he would feel the tip of Mugen-Kanda's prized sword-at his throat in a manner of seconds; so Lavi concluded that such a comment would be best kept in his mind for his own silent enjoyment.

"It's Allen; and whether or not you verbalized it, you are ok with it since you still come with me when I work."

"I come here to make sure no one touches you, idiot. No one's allowed to touch what's mine," his cheeks flushing a bit as he spoke and Lavi thought that he felt a sudden chill, as if hell had frozen over, when Kanda showed a slight admission of affection.

"Anyway, just relax and try to give judgment after you've seen the place, ok Lavi?" Allen asked.

Lavi pondered the younger man's words for a minute. "I guess it wouldn't hurt anything, seeing as how my day's gone it couldn't get any worse; 'sides, I've never been to one of these types of places and I was taught to never jump to conclusions until seeing things first hand; although I kinda already messed that logic up, huh," he chuckled raising his arm behind his head in embarrassment.

Nothing else was said as the elevator proceeded to climb floor by floor until the bell chimed, signaling they had reached the 50th floor where the club was located.

"Allen-kun!" a high-pitched voice squealed as a young girl flung herself at him when the three walked inside the main doors of the club.

"Whoa! Hey Lenalee," he smiled back, hugging her. "Is your brother around?"

"Hmm? Oh yeah, he's in the back trying to avoid Reever again. Apparently there some invoices and orders that need his attention but, well you know him."

"Still running from his duties?" Allen asked.

"Yep," the young girl answered smiling as her shoulder length hair bounced with every move she made.

"Well if Reever's looking for him, we'll never be able to find him; how does he disappear like that anyway?"

"I don't know but I'm sure he'll pop up when we least expect it; I mean, if I start flirting around with the hosts, he'll pounce out of nowhere in full artillery. That should give Reever a chance to lock him up and force him to work," her smile widened almost devilishly as she spoke. Lavi could almost pinpoint her as a sadistic woman who enjoyed torturing others by knowing them inside and out; he made a mental note not to get too close to that one.

"Listen Lenalee, would it be ok if my friend hangs out tonight while I work?" Allen pointed over his shoulder to Lavi and Lenalee's eyes followed in the direction he pointed.

Lavi smiled as he noticed her glance over at him and somewhat size him up in one look.

Her eyes went back to meet Allen's. "No problem! Any friend of yours is a friend of mine! If Nii-san says one word about it, or anyone for that matter, just send them to me and I'll make them understand," her smile still not as gentle as she played it out to be.

"Thanks Lenalee! Oh and would you mind taking Kanda and Lavi to the normal booth then? I have to go change and get ready."

"Moyashi! You're not walking around this place by yourself!" Kanda snarled as he grabbed Allen's arm, dragging him down the hallway as a self-imposed bodyguard.

Lavi and Lenalee watched the pair disappear behind a corner and the two couldn't hold their laughter in any longer.

Sharing a mutual affection for the enigmatic couple that was Allen and Kanda, Lavi and Lenalee shared a heartfelt moment and, wiping forming tears from their eyes, Lenalee offered to show Lavi to his seat.

"Those two are just too cute!" she said as she walked Lavi to the booth.

"Yeah; you should see them when they're fighting though. I almost have to find a bomb shelter!"

"Haha. I bet it's entertaining for sure! I've only ever seen Kanda react to things though; Allen's just too nice to do any real damage to anyone but I'd love to see them at each other's throats!"

"Hehe, next time it happens I'll be sure to record it for you," Lavi laughed as they walked further into the club.

"Here's your seat," Lenalee said as she extended her hand in a 'please have a seat' gesture.

"Ah thanks!"

"No problem, and I'm sorry you have to sit by yourself," she responded.

"Don't worry 'bout it; those two always do that so," he smiled back kindly to her empathy.

The booth she seated him in was to the left the stage that was home to a black grand piano angled to where Lavi would be able to see the entire show without having to twist and turn to find a better view. A row of track lighting lit up the stage in white light and the black of the piano glistened under the soft illumination, giving the area a glow of relaxation.

"I'll have someone bring you something to drink in a few minutes, ok?" Lenalee said smiling.

"Oh, are you not going to join me?" he asked.

"I'm sorry but I can't. I have to find my brother and get him to do his work," she sighed. Putting her finger to her chin as if in deep thought, she reaffirmed Lavi, "Don't worry though, I'll send one of our new hosts over to keep you company; I think you two will get along perfectly," she smiled innocently.

Lavi tried to speak to tell her not to worry about it but wasn't quick enough to stop her. He sighed and just took in the view.

There were many booths like his located throughout the room. Each section was set up with C-shaped black leather seats and a table in the center. Lighting throughout the establishment was dim but not dim enough to make patrons have to fumble around in; this lighting was dim in the romantic sense, probably a ploy to keep people in the mood and add to the entertainment value of the evenings spent there. Plants of all sorts decorated the lounge area as well as lighting snaking up with the ivy on the columns that added to the Greek aspect of the décor.

A waitress came by a few minutes after Lenalee left, offering Lavi a glass of water and getting his attention away from the layout of the room. He thanked her and she left as quickly as she had appeared. Sitting by himself and sipping on the water, he watched as people started flocking into the club; beautiful men and women escorted this one and that one to different areas of the club and began to chat and drink with them. He chuckled under his breath as he took another drink of his water. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol from earlier or just the mere entertainment of the flattery that was being exchanged from one host to a patron about how beautiful she was looking tonight. Lavi noted he could never pull that kind of job off, he was too straightforward, and he would have told her that the peacock feather she had in her twisted up hair did not go with the hot pink frilly thing she called a dress and that for someone her age, she needed to be at home with the kids, not out gallivanting around with someone half her age. He seriously didn't understand why women had to accessorize and try to impress people with their looks. He chuckled as he sat the glass, now empty, down on the table.

He started wondering, as the lights dimmed, if Kanda was ever going to show up but he shrugged figuring that since he was so protective of his 'moyashi' that he was probably going to be no more than ten feet away from Allen the entire evening. Sighing, he sat back in his seat and sprawled out a bit, closing his eye and listening to the sounds of the evening.

"Excuse me, but is this seat taken?" A very sensual voice asked right next to Lavi's ear to where he could feel the breath escape the mouth from which the words flowed. Lavi opened his eye, startled and leaning to the side away from the voice, to see a tall, slender man wearing a black designer suit with dark hair pulled back in a low ponytail, golden eyes and darkened olive skin leaning toward him.