-1With darkness, there is love

Editor's note: I have decided to change the setting of this story so that it is fitted to a period of unrest. So it is set in the 20's, Lavi is a gang leader and Allen is an innocent bystander who was lured into the world of crime by love (OH YEAH!)

Please enjoy! All comments are welcome.

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Chapter 1: Hook, line and sinker

Smoke billowed from the alleyway like a ghost in the night, illuminated by the street lights. San Andreas was lit up with the lights of the city towers, glowing like still fireflies frozen in time. The familiar sounds of screeching cats and barking dogs echoed through, and the sounds of laughter were heard from the end of the dark alley. Drunken hooligans, ruffians with no worth in a turbulent world…

Young men who suffered the traumas of the world, and were left to wander the world in destitute. Forced to live a life a crime in order to survive the next day, because in this world…

There was no mercy spared for the weak….

This particular gang was particularly notorious for their fight-starting behaviour and general disregard for the public in general. They cared not for people around them, they only had themselves and their gang members to care about. They robbed, plundered, degraded, even violated people for their own means. Sometimes they would even go so far as killing in order to live. But it was not uncommon in San Andreas for someone to be robbed and even killed in the process. In the street where the alleyway resided alone, at least one person would be found dead nearby. So it was almost normal…

Almost…

The gang was doing their usual thing: that being gambling, drinking and celebrating the robberies of the day. There was 10 of them, all cheering and hooting about the day's events and how they had fallen into such a bounty. Turned out, they robbed an aristocrat with a wallet full of cash and expensive items. The gang took it all, and left nothing to spare. Only one gang member wasn't celebrating: The leader of the gang, generally known as the sundowns. He watched on from the sidelines, watching his fellow members dance and laugh in the night. Sure, he wished for more than just robbing and plundering, but with friends like his gang members, there was no such things as enemies, except when it came to territorial battles against the twilight gang members. The leader of the Sundowns seemed to stand out from the others, his bright red hair billowing in the wind, the only thing holding his hair from becoming a mess being the headband he wore, black and green with strange patterns sewed into it. The light from the street complimenting his figure as he sat on the ground in a slight Indian fashion, his eye patch on his right eye visible for all to see. It was an injury from his childhood, a broken down series of memories that, even in the present day, still haunts the leader of the gang like the plague. He wore a pair of dirty white pants, stained even further by random spots of soil and drips of blood, both his own and others. His only uncovered eye glowed with the light of the street, a bright emerald blaze of colour only visible when the young man didn't blink.

He sits and watches on, occasionally drinking his whiskey from the paper bag he held in his right hand, enjoying the view of his followers dancing and smiling in jubilation, despite the fact they were living in poverty. One gang member, Harry, suddenly notices the absence of the leader and turns to where the 18 year-old leader was located.

"Oi Lavi, aren't you gonna join us?"

Lavi just smiled and shook his head, "Nah, you guys get on with the partying, I'm gonna go get some more whiskey." Harry just nodded as he resumed his game of Poker with his friends. Lavi stood up and walked out of the alleyway, and into the street where the alley existed. He takes a deep breath of the cold autumn air, breathing out heavily before beginning his walk to the liquor store. He always stayed within the streetlights: Twilight members were sometimes hiding behind the veils of the night, ready to jump any unsuspecting Sundown members.

Lavi stopped at the t-intersection of the road and looked up at the night sky, with its sparse and few stars due to the city lights. He was grateful for being alive and for being in such a loyal gang, people who were ready to lay down their lives for him. He had, at one stage or another, saved them all from broken lives and led them to a life of crime, but anything was better than an undignified death.

However Lavi wanted something else. Something that no amount of money could buy, something that would fill the dark void in his heart. He just sighed as he mistook left from right, thinking he was going to the bottle-shop, however that was located down the road to the LEFT hand side. In Lavi's case, he was in his own world, wishing for the one thing he thought he could never have….

He wanted love, and someone to love him, and to love in return.

Peh, who would fall in love with a guy like me?? Lavi snorted in his own mind as he kept walking straight. Sure girls liked him, but he had no interest for them, as all they wanted was a cheap lay, a thrill of being with a gang member. He didn't want that at all, however he did fall into temptation once in a while.

Someone to love… I wish I had that… It was at this stage that Lavi realised that he was going the wrong direction and ended up on the posh side of the suburb. He looked at the houses and whistled.

Look at those houses… I bet it cost them a heap to purchase. Damn millionaires… Lavi had a particular dislike for rich people, only because most of them were stuck up and rude. Snobs who lavished themselves with gold, jewels and all kinds of riches and luxuries. However the rich had no concern for the working man.

The only time Lavi really considered the rich was when he was robbing them, and he didn't have much consideration for them at all. He was about to turn around when he heard the sound of screaming nearby. Usually Lavi never really pried into other people's business, preferring to walk away or walk past. However something inside him told him to check it out and investigate.

Che, what am I doing? Lavi mentally cursed himself as he wandered into the direction of the shouting. The words became clearer and more distinguished, and as he turned the corner into another street, he found the source of the shouting. It was a maid and a young man, only a mere teenager. However this teen was putting up a hell of a fight.

"Why in the world CAN'T I go to the fair tomorrow??"

"You are an aristocrat, a person of wealth. You are not suited for such a place."

"It's not like I am going there to flaunt my wealth!" The boy sounded angry. Lavi could only see the back on him, but his voice sounded rather young, yet strong.

"Young master, your father left you with me when he died, and as god is my witness, I will take care of you till you are old enough to take over the company!" The young boy exploded with rage as he heard this line from the maid.

"IF I HAVE NO FREEDOM, THEN TO HELL WITH THE FAMILY BUSINESS!!!!" The boy turned around, his hat falling from his head as he started running away into Lavi's direction. The sight that Lavi would witness after would send shockwaves down his spine. Platinum blonde hair framed the boy's face, the length of his hair brushing against his shoulders. He was wearing a white shirt with black overalls, a bandage binding his arms, probably due to an injury. Tears of anger and disappointment ran down his face, glistening in the street lights, his bright blue eyes filled with disappointment and sorrow.

"MASTER ALLEN!!!" The lady called out as she ran into the boy's estate, probably fetching a car of some form to chase after the boy. The young man and Lavi crossed paths as the boy passed Lavi to run down the street. Lavi exchanged glances with the boy and he froze silently as the boy looked back at him as he ran. The boy looked so beautiful as he ran, his hair blowing against his face in a beautiful silver blaze. His seemingly tall yet slender frame silhouetted by the lights. However the boy was still shorter than Lavi.

The boy looked like he was about to say something, but closed his mouth as he ran into the darkness of the night, leaving the gang leader stunned…

Lavi stood still, his body shaking and his hands covered in sweat. His chest was warm, as was his face. He knew this was it, this was what he was waiting for . He had fallen in love… The name of his love was echoing in his mind.

"I want you…Allen…" Lavi whispered as he started walking back into the correct direction, barely noticing the car pass behind him containing the maid and butler.

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Editor's note: well there it is, the first chapter. How about that…. I hope you enjoyed this first chapter… stay tuned for the second chapter! NOTE: I had to fix the first chappie a bit due to grammar errors…. P NEVER write fanfics in the middle of the night!

Chemical In-balance.