Uhm, derp. Plot bunny has struck. Or, maybe a plot kitty... ANYWAY! It begged to be written, and who am I to deny those adorable uke eyes? Enjoy my first lemon, ever, you guys.

WARNINGS: Yaoi content. Laven. RATED M FOR A REASON. Lemony goodness. If you don't know what that is, you have much to learn. A little Lena-lady bashing. Sorry, I hate her. Oh, and Moyashi-chan has kitty ears and a tail. This is a two-shot.

Allen: *chimes in* She's not sorry at all.

Lavi: Agreed.

Yaoilovergirl256: *smirk* You're right, Moyashi.

Allen: DON'T FUCKING CALL ME THAT. I'M TALLER THAN YOU, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

Yaoilovergirl256: Lies. I'm... what... two inches taller?

Allen: ... Fuck you.

Lenalee: Allen! Watch your language.

Lavi & Allen: Lenalee, RUN!

Yaoilovergirl256: *evil grin* Too late.

Lenalee: Wha-?

Yaoilovergirl256: *pulls lever conveniently placed on wall*

Lenalee: GAH!? HELP MEEEEEEE- *dies from rabid giraffes and evil zebra demons from outer space placed at bottom of trapdoor*

Yaoilovergirl256: Trapdoors are a bit cliche, don't you think? *picks at nails*

Lavi & Allen: *sweatdrop*

Dis be writing.

"That thing is a monster! How could you ever even think of saying you love it!?"

"Lenalee, calm down!"

"Never! How in the hell could my fiancee fall in love with a rabid mongrel!? It's just not fair!"

Allen covered his ears, hoping for the sound to be muffled. It wasn't. Sometimes he wished he were human. Wished he didn't have cat ears and a tail... Wished he were normal, so people would at least be a bit more accepting of his relationship with Lavi. But no. He was forced to live his life as a slave, until either his Master died, sold him, or bought him citizenship.

As one of the more intelligent mutants, he was highly sought-after. His first Master was named Cross Marian, who was evil. He abused Allen and forced him to pay off his debts... which sometimes required him to use his body.

Allen shuddered at the memory and tried to change his train of thought to a happier one, ignoring the screams from an outraged Lenalee. At least they were in different rooms, or else she probably would have tried to assault him.

Then there was his second Master... Mana. He was so kind. He was like a father to Allen. He taught him everything he knew, like reading, writing and math. Street smarts, too. They lived on the streets together for a long time, until Mana was contacted somehow and got a large sum of money. He bought Allen his citizenship and they lived happily in a mansion... for a while. Mana was killed in some kind of freak accident while crossing the street. They wouldn't give him the details. Anyways, Allen inherited all of Mana's money, making him the richest mutant in history.

Naturally, the press started to badger him constantly trying to get information on how he managed to get all of his money. There were lots of scandalous articles in various magazines accusing him of things he would never do willingly... So, in an effort to get away from all the press, he moved to a small town in the middle of nowhere.

Eventually, the media came to his village and the cycle was born, as Allen often said. Move, have peace and quiet for a few months, then have the media banging on your door, repeat. This went on for years, until Allen turned 13.

The real changing point in his life was when he joined the Black Order. It's an organization that helps mutants and humans alike create new beginnings and start new lives. Cliche as it sounds, it really helped.

Allen was able to get a tattoo on his face and arm, to help mask his identity. His hair was unusual for mutants, but not uncommon. Out of, say, every ten mutants, there were roughly three who had white hair.

The Order sent him and two humans to live in Flagstaff, Arizona. The two humans who went with him were Lavi and Kanda. They lived with Lenalee and Komui, who were the brother and sister duo that ruled the branch of the Order in Flagstaff. There's one in every state in the US, and the Order is making plans to expand internationally, starting with Europe.

Now, two years later, Allen is fifteen.

And in love with Lavi.

Who is engaged to Lenalee.

Could things get any more fucked up?

Probably.

At the moment, Lenalee is screaming her head off in the room next door to Allen.

"Seriously, Lavi! How could you say something like that!? The thing isn't even human! He's a mutant!" She shrieked. Allen felt a warm pressure behind his eyes, signalling tears. He curled into a small ball and put his head between his knees, wrapping his tail around his body for comfort. As much as he could get in this situation, at least.

"Lenalee, be quiet. You don't understand. Yes, he's not human." Allen sobbed quietly at Lavi's words, standing up and walking towards the window, tail dragging across the floor and ears drooping. Lavi didn't care. He was just garbage. (Asymmetrical garbage! Sorry... Tired) Just another mutant... a slave that could be used to do whatever his master wanted.

"Does that matter to me? Not at all. I love him and there's nothing you can say or do about it. Consider our forced engagement cancelled." Allen's ears perked at that. Lavi loves me? He wondered. Well... he had said it enough times. He just never said it around anyone else... They'd been keeping their relationship a secret for the past six months.

"Lavi... Don't do this... He's no good for you! You can't love him! He doesn't deserve you!" She screamed, pounding her fist on Lavi's chest. Maybe she was right... Maybe he was no good... Allen wilted.

She's right. I'm not good enough for him. There's no way this would have worked out anyway... I should save myself the heartbreak and leave now... right?

Then why did the thought of leaving make him hurt so much?

"Lenalee..." He heard Lavi mumble. Tears were now pouring from Allen's eyes. Lavi must have realized that too... he really doesn't love me... I guess I should leave. There's no place for me here. This isn't home anymore.

A fresh wave of tears rolled down his cheeks, falling onto a notepad that was sitting on the bedside table. Allen picked up a pen that was next to it and quickly scribbled a message.

I'm sorry. Goodbye.

-Allen

With that, he jumped out the window and disappeared into the night.

. :Back with Lavi: .

"Lenalee..." Lavi reached out to touch the shaking girl's shoulder, but she pulled back as though she'd be burned if he got too close.

"No... You really can't... you just... n-no! I can't accept it! I won't allow this! We're getting married in two months, you can't do this to me now!" She had angry tears leaking from the corners of her eyes. Lavi sighed and adjusted his scarf.

"Lenalee, I'm sorry. I don't love you like you want me to. I see you as a little sister, nothing more. Allen is the one I love, not you. Again, I'm sorry. To get married you actually need to be in love, and I'm not. You can't change that." Lenalee's eyes widened at his words, then shut. She slid down onto the floor and began sobbing, wiping away tears from her eyes with her hands.

"Oh god, please l-let this be a dream. M-make it not r-real. This can't be happening to me!" She wailed. Lavi sighed again and backed away, towards his room where Allen was waiting. Deciding Allen needed comfort more than Lenalee, because there's no way he could still be asleep, he opened the door and peeked in.

He was not expecting what he found.

No... Allen?

"Allen? Where are you?" He walked in and closed the door carefully behind him, peering around. The only source of light was the full moon shining through the open window, so he could see fairly well.

"Allen? Please come out. It's going to be okay. Lenalee will be alright with us ev... entu... where are you?" While he was speaking, Lavi had walked around the entire room (it really wasn't all that big) and looked in the closet and under the bed. His little white haired cat-boy was nowhere to be found.

Lavi shivered when a breeze came through the open window... Wait... Open? He was sure he closed it... Then he realized. Oh god, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Please, please let him just be back in his own room. Lavi thought, rushing to the nightstand nearest the window. When he read the words scrawled in handwriting that undeniably belonged to his lover, his heart sunk.

I'm sorry. Goodbye.

-Allen

THE ANGST. Yuu can taste it. God, I'm so sorry. It's 2:00 A.M. and when I'm tired I make bad jokes. Very, very bad jokes. So, yeah. Smut in next chapter. Hope you like. *collapses*

To those that read The Promise: Things will be on hold for a little while... I'm kinda busy, here in Texas. And my dad gets here in a week. Kinda makes me want to kill someone. No, it's not my demonspawn-father, what would make you think that? Anyways, yeah. It's on hold 'til I can get DKK to come to my house and upload it. No way in hell am I gonna let one of my parents do it, are you crazy?! That's like, suicide.

Review if you want the next chapter to come out faster! It'll probably be up in a day or two.