Disclaimer: No, I do not own D. Grayman. If I did then the manga would never have lost its original spirit and Allen would never have gotten that stupid new haircut.
A/N: I want to see the anime and compare the differences between the anime and the manga. I actually wrote down the entire fanfiction during study hall, so maybe that's a good thing and maybe that's a bad thing.
Allen trotted a bit to catch up with Lavi. He brushed his snowy-white hair out of his eyes as he glanced behind them again. He glanced up at his eye-patch wearing companion who looked unconcerned and carefree.
The cool winds brought in the smell of the sea and a refreshing breeze. The seaside town was relatively empty, but cute and rural. Most people were inside having dinner, since the tourist season didn't start for months. Allen glanced behind them again.
"Lavi," Allen tugged on the older boy's sleeve, "Lavi, we're being followed."
"Are we?" Lavi looked over his shoulder and spotted several shapes scurry behind corners and doors. "Yes we are. So?" Lavi kept walking without a worry.
"So who are they?" the younger said with agitation. "Why are they spying on us? Are they with the Earl?"
Lavi laughed. "No, they're probably our fangirls. They follow us around sometimes to see if they can catch anything they'd like to see."
"Like what?"
Lavi stopped in his tracks. He gave Allen a spine tingling look, but not the bad kind. He felt it was more of a mischievous light. "Would you like to find out?"
Allen looked up at the red head, contemplating if he really wanted to know. He did. "Yes," he said warily.
Lavi smirked and took a step forward. Allen took a step back. Lavi kept walking forward until Allen felt the wood of a railing in front of the beach bump his back. He gripped the wood for support as Lavi leaned in close, his nose only inches away from Allen's. Lavi placed his hands on both sides of the railing, blocking Allen in. The red head was smiling at the snowy-haired boy's reddening complexion.
From somewhere not far away was the sound of clicking lenses and rustling clothes as people recorded the moment with cell phones and camcorders.
Lavi leaned in slowly, listening with exhilaration as Allen breathed his name. "Lavi…?" Their lips pressed, a minute of pure and unadulterated bliss. Allen closed his eyes and leaned further into the kiss, moaning deliciously. He was driving Lavi wild.
The two boys ignored the fast clicks, the gasps, and the girls faint from gushing nosebleeds. Oh yeah, they gave them what they wanted all right. Hell, maybe even a little more.
The two separated, smiling like idiots as they caught their breath. Lavi looked into Allen's eyes with a grin. "That's what fangirls wait for."
Allen gave him a wry smile. "Then maybe we should give them a show more often."
"Maybe we should." They kissed again, nice and long.
Behind them, the rest of the fangirls were taken to the hospital and given blood transfusions for their blood loss.