Hello to all that are reading my story. I hope you like this story, it has kind of a confusing story line. So I'll give you the main idea.
So, Allen and Lavi keep their own diaries. They write in them for the same reasons. And when Allen is leaving to go to another branch of the Black Order Lavi is leaving as well to continue his training as a bookman. When they are packing they run into each other mistaking their dairies for their own when really they have each others diaries. Then the story starts.
Note: In this story Lavi has a new allis Rabi, I know it's the same as Lavi I just needed a new allis for Lavi to go along with my story. I also didn't have an exact idea on what time in the 19th century D. Gray man revolved around. All I know is that it happened early in the 19th century. So I used the year of 1887 to base my story around.
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Diaries keep secrets, truths, hopes and they record pasts. Both the writer's past and the people that lived around them pasts as well. It may sound corny or cheesy but its true. Most people have a diary for fun or a way to vent. Not Allen Walker, he kept a diary during his years he was an exorcist. Mostly to write down the unsaid, he also wrote down a few stray notes and such that he didn't want to forget about.
Lavi Bookman was one other person that to kept a diary, his reason being that he could not show emotions to the real world. He used the diary to create his own world, his safe haven.
They both kept diaries for the same reasons. To keep part of themselves hidden from the world.
They both started writing at the same time. Well not exactly, they both started keeping diaries when they joined the Black Order. So Allen started his before Lavi.
They didn't find out about each others diaries until the day Allen was leaving for another branch of the Black Order and Lavi was leaving the Black Order with Bookman to record more history. They were both packing and ran into each other in the hall, literally. Their diaries got mixed up in the process, seeing how they were exactly the same it was easy to confuse the two.
It wasn't till ten months after Lavi had left with Bookman that he went to write in his diary only to find it wasn't really his diary he took, nope it was Allen's.
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"Ah here it is!" Lavi triumphantly held what he thought was his diary high in the air. "Now lets see here." Lavi pulled out the key that opened the lock to the diary from his pocket and tinkered with the lock until it made a 'click' sound.
"What the hell?" Lavi flipped open the book to find a drawing of Timcampy on the first page. He flipped that page over to see notes that stretched over four pages until he finally came to what looked like to be the first diary entry.
March 27th, 1887
Dear Diary,
This is my first time writing a diary. So here it goes. Today was my first day at the Black Order. I met some new people, Lenalee Lee the younger sister of Kamui Lee. She is very nice and kind towards me for some reason or another. She has long dark green hair, big green eyes and believe it or not, she has an anti akuma weapon like me. Only she is what they call an equip type. Where the innocence is an object instead of a body part like me. She calls her innocence dark boots, considering they are shoes it does kind of fit. As for her brother, talk about having a sister complex! He is insane, between his obsession about his sister and that he's a psycho scientist he comes across as utterly terrifying. I also met Kanda, that is one person who could use a chill pill. He could melt an ice cube with just the simple act of looking at it! As for what he looks like he has hair as long as Lenalee and girly looks. Please don't tell him I said that! Well there is my first day at the Black Order. I look forward to writing the next entry.
Allen Walker-
"Wait, did I read that right?" Lavi read through the entry again. "No way this is Allen's diary." Lavi looked at the diary surprised. "Wait, if I have his diary then that means he has mine!" Lavi sat shocked. "Oh shit, oh shit." Lavi started to slap his head with his hand leaving a bright red mark on his forehead.
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"Hmm, I still have yet to find my di- ah here it is!" Allen pulled what he believed to be his diary out of an old cardboard box from under his bed. "It's been a while since I've last written in this, has it not?" Allen pulled out the key that accompanied the diary out of his pocket. Soon afterwards he had opened the diary and sat on the cold tile floor below him lost for words. This wasn't his diary. How he knew was because the picture he had drawn of Timcampy wasn't there.
"Lets just see who's this is." The young exorcist flipped to the page were the diary first began.
April 17th, 1887
Dear Journal,
I know that's not the original opening for a diary entry but I feel that the term dear diary is so redundant and girly. For I am a man so I will call you a journal not a diary got it? Anyway, Today was my first day at the Black Order. Gramps and I are going in as exorcists to record history from the view point of an exorcist themself. I was only here for even four days when Gramps and I were called out to take care of two injured exorcists. Gramps wasn't all to exited about it, well that was until Kamui told us that one of these exorcists was the destroyer of time, Allen Walker. When we were leaving on the train I was expecting this 'destroyer of time' to be an over confident, selfish, ungrateful excuse for a human. Man was I anything but right. Allen Walker looked like an angel laying in that hospital bed. I watched over him for a few days before he woke up. Damn was I really wrong about this boy, he was nice, kind, caring, willing, grateful, and just plain amazing. I have a lot to learn from this kid.
Lavi Bookman. Jr-
Allen just sat and gasped in shock. This was Lavi's diary. "Lavi..." Allen thought of his old friend. "Should I really be reading this?" Allen asked himself confused of what to do. "He won't be coming back... So I guess there's no harm." Allen settled down on his bed and flipped through Lavi's 'journal' observing how many pages flipped being written on. "Well, this is going to take a while to read." Allen smiled amused of how Lavi who seemed to have such a short attention span wrote over 100 pages of entries.
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"Allen sure did write a lot." Lavi mumbled to himself as he flipped through Allen's diary. "I guess there's no harm. I mean think about it I can be recording unknown things! That's not all bad." Lavi spoke trying to convince himself for one reason or another.
"Hmm, how about I just read from the beginning to the end." Lavi decided instead of reading randomly around. "Ok lets begin." Lavi smiled before reading the next entry.
April 21st, 1887
Dear Diary,
I'm sorry I haven't written in a while. It's just that I got assigned my first mission with Kanda, (that was a true pain in the ass) then I went off on a mission with Lenalee and got severely injured. I actually just woke up today. And I met this strangest guy, Lavi Bookman. He just seems different than anyone else I have ever met. He is a cheerful and peppy person but he also has a very serious side to him as well. He is a successor to the bookman line. Bookman himself is kind of a grumpy old man. Or how Lavi puts it he's an old panda. Don't ask why he calls him that because I don't know that either. Maybe because of his short plump looks with black rings around his eyes? Anyway, I look forward to seeing how Lavi takes the job of being an exorcist.
Allen Walker-
"Hmm, so even Allen thinks Gramps looks like a panda." Lavi smirked that someone had finally understood his logic about Bookman's looks. A chiming noise came from the side of Lavi's room. It was an old wooden wall clock that was shouting out to Lavi telling him to get his butt in bed. "Eleven o'clock already?" Lavi groaned as he watched the clock tick back and forth counting the seconds that passed by.
"Well, better get to bed." Lavi sighed closing allen's diary opening his deck drawer digging under a stack of history records where a wooden carved box sat. Pulling out the box he sat down on his bed using the same key he opened both his and Allen's diaries with he unlocked the box opening it slowly revealing old items from his past. These items included rings, some old earrings (that were to small for him now), an old feathered pen, his bandana from the order, his hammer, and the ace of spades that Allen had dropped back in China during his run in with Tyki Myki. That was one thing that Lavi protected with his life, even though he knew Bookman would be furious. But, there was just something about that card that made him feel, human. It reminded him of when he had true friends and true comrades.
Lavi gently placed Allen's diary inside the wooden box locking it and storing it back inside his drawer hidden from eyesight. He then crawled into his bed kicking of his shoes, before he fell into a deep sleep only thinking about Allen's diary.
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"I think I'll just read Lavi's second entry before I head to bed." Allen sighed looking up at his clock that rested high on his wall. As Allen flipped the page in Lavi's journal he snuggled into his bed making himself comfortable.
April 20th, 1887
Dear Journal,
Allen Walker is one intriguing boy, his outlook on life is quite interesting. I don't know why but I have become very interested in this boy. People are just ink on paper are they not? I a bookman should not have any interest in anything but history. I guess you could qualify this as history could you not? Oh well, I just need to push these feelings away. Bookman have no need for feelings, do they not?
Lavi Bookman. Jr-
Allen just sat there re-reading that one paragraph over and over. "I was the one who confused Lavi's feelings?" Allen whispered to himself remembering the last thing Lavi had said to him.
"My feelings are just so confusing right now. That is part of the reason we are leaving beside the fact that we are done recording history here. Because of one person that molded my feelings I have changed to much, so I guess this is goodbye." Allen had to admit it was a rushed goodbye but he wasn't focusing on that right now he was to busy focusing on who it was that changed Lavi so much.
"I'm the one who changed Lavi." Allen muttered to himself once more before he placed Lavi's diary back in the cardboard box under his bed. He then rolled over falling asleep thinking about that last entry and Lavi's final words to him.
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I hope you liked it so far. I felt that it went pretty well. Please review and tell me how I did for my first chapter! I will continue with this story even if only one person requests it.