Making Changes
Well hello there! To all of my older readers, sorry I haven't updated in forever, but hold back on the throwing of rotten fruit. I misplaced my writer's notebook that had pretty much everything that I had written. As soon as I find that notebook I will update something, but I decided that, for now, you all would have to deal with a new story.
To all of my newer readers, let me properly introduce myself. I just so happen to be heyzz. I have written about four other stories, none of them -man, and only one of them is complete. There is no real schedule for me. I update when I update, sorry for those who want me to have a time table. I wish I had one of those. Anyways, I will let you know that I am very open to constructive criticism. I will ask for no flames, but if they come, I can ignore them. It's really no big deal to me and I hope that flamers will just go away after reading my warning.
Warning: I have changed the gender of Allen Walker; I'm just not changing the name due to the circumstances that will be explained later. This will be a LavixAllen, so if you don't like that pairing or the technicality yaoi that comes with it, then please don't comment about it. Also, there will be cursing, whether it is in this chapter or others, it will be in this story at one point or another.
Disclaimer: I don't own -man.
Please enjoy the first chapter of Making Changes.
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"What are you doing there, little girl?"
"None of your beeswax you stupid, creepy-ass clown."
"Now, now. Little girls like yourself shouldn't talk like that. But, I'm curious. What is a girl your age doing around a circus that isn't open yet?"
"I do second hand jobs here and there to get some money for myself. Now will you leave me alone?"
"What are you doing in front of the grave of the dog I just buried then, little girl?"
At that, the small, brown-haired, grey-eyed girl he had been talking to started getting teary-eyed.
"He would come over and lick my hand every once in a while, okay! Anything else?" And the little girl couldn't take it anymore and started to cry. The clown tilted his head a bit at the young girl's display; she was obviously attached to his dog that had been made her companion.
"Well, how about you and I go inside my tent and get some hot chocolate or something and we can discuss a thing or two."
The girl stopped crying and looked up at the widely grinning clown. She wiped her tears off with her sleeve and pushed herself up off the ground and followed the clown inside the tent.
All of the sudden, the scenery made a drastic change. The brown-haired girl was older now, but she was bent over a grave, hugging it with such a strong grip that it might start to crack. Her whole world had just been blown into millions of little pieces, and she felt that no one could put them back together.
"Mana! Why?" The downtrodden girl had asked this plenty of times, but she never got an answer. Her tears hadn't stopped flowing since they had started a few hours ago, and it seemed that they were never going to end; until that fateful moment.
"Good evening, Allen Walker."
Young Allen Walker looked up from the grave of what was her first ever father-figure, only to see a really odd fat man with a top hat, umbrella, and the biggest grin on his face.
"Who are you?"
"Why, my child, I'm the Millennium Earl. I'm here to bring back Mana."
Allen stared at the newcomer with wide eyes. He could bring Mana back?
"Can you really?"
"Of course, my child. And you get to help."
The view changed once more, the grave yard was in the distance and you could only see three figures, one fat, one small, and one skeleton. A sudden cry of 'Mana' was heard in the distance, and then a scream as the skeleton attacked the smaller figure as the fat one just stood back and watched.
Then, there was blood. So much blood. Too much blood. It was suffocating, she was drowning.
"I curse you, Allen Walker!"
And Allen Walker, at her rightful age, with pure white hair and a blood red scar, shot up from her bed. She had to fight back a scream from her most recent nightmare, it was worse than it usually was. Now all she wanted to do was curl up in a corner and die, or at least stay there for the rest of eternity.
She let out a big sigh, and forced herself on her feet. Once she stopped shaking and could balance on her own two feet, she headed towards her private bathroom, feeling the need to wash off the sweat from the nightmare.
She only took a bra and some panties, not really feeling up to getting ready for the day just yet, and snuck a look at her clock. She was up four hours earlier than she usually was. No real use in going back to sleep she decided, she never did after having such a horrible nightmare.
She slipped into the shower after turning the heat all the way up, it was nice to have a relaxing environment after such a mental scare; plus it made waking up and getting ready for the day a whole lot easier. She let out another huge sigh, trying to get ready to face human civilization again. It wasn't as easy as you would think, considering everyone at the order, or pretty much on Earth, thought you were a young boy and not a young girl.
Sure, she had, somewhat feebly, tried to tell them otherwise, but something kept interrupting her every time she had tried to correct someone. So she eventually gave up, she was used to such matters by now anyways. She had made sure that her Master, General Cross, was none-the-wiser about her real gender. She wasn't prepared to go around as a girl in front of her Master after she saw that he was such a womanizer. He had mistaken her for a boy when they first met, and she had been too traumatized then to even notice, so she eventually saw no real reason to prove him otherwise.
She had thought that she could come out and share her secret at the Black Order, but again, it didn't ever turn out too well.
Mana had been too poor to offer her any real girls' clothes. She took what he had to offer, which were really old hand-me-downs of some of the other circus members.
Once her hair and body were clean and sweat-free, she dried herself off, dragged a comb through her hair, brushed her teeth, and put on her undergarments. It's not like she was going to parade around the Black Order like this, but she did have the need to feel like an actual girl every once in a while. Sometime later, within the next three hours or so, she would put the usual bindings around her bust and then put on her boys' Exorcist uniform, along with a belt. Most others didn't need a belt; they were designed to fit perfectly, after all. But the day that they fit her for her uniform, she had put lots of toilet paper around her hips to even them out with the rest of her body, having curves would have broken her cover as a guy.
Allen dramatically fell back-first onto her bed. Just thinking about her gender change was enough to give her a headache. She sat back up again, deep in thought; would she ever be able to tell her friends about who she really was?
But such thoughts were suddenly pushed out of her head as the door to her room opened.
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Lavi felt like his brain was going to explode. The stupid, old panda had made him pull another all-nighter, and it was beginning to weigh down on him.
Soon, he had finally finished the last passage in the humongous pile of book that he had been forced to read that night. He closed the book with a resounding snap and threw it back on the pile from whence it came. His head dropped down onto the desk, none-to-gently, which made him make a little whining noise. Then he felt something wet start to drip down his forehead. He internally chided himself for doing such a stupid thing and touched his forehead gently. He had to immediately draw his hand away, he had really hurt himself this time, but there was no way he would be visiting the nurse at this hour. He wasn't that stupid! So he would have to find the next best person, and hope they had some medical supplies.
He ran through a mental checklist; Lenalee wouldn't do. She would probably freak out, end up sending him to the nurse anyways, and end up telling Komui, who would in turn beat the crap out of him for worrying his precious little sister. Kanda would kick him out of his room, and might just add another injury to couple with an insult. He would probably just let him bleed out in the hallway. Same with the Old Panda. He might also give him more work to do instead of letting him be 'lazy' in the hospital. He only had one option left; Allen. Sure, the kid would be mad at him for getting himself injured and then waking him up for it, but he would treat it anyways. Good thing he had a head band to cover the bandage up with, or he might just be screwed.
With that happy thought in mind, he grabbed said head band and skipped down to Allen's room. Not bothering to knock, thinking that the occupant inside was asleep anyways; he let himself in on the most shocking moment in his life.
One shock-filled green eye met two completely embarrassed grey ones. And, not that Lavi would ever admit to this, his eyes traveled elsewhere; mainly the completely feminine, bulging chest that defiantly did not belong on a male body. Come to think of it, Lavi did notice that Allen was a bit too feminine, but he had decided to ignore it. He had seen some pretty weird things as his time as a Junior Bookman, but this was one of those weird 'out-of-the-book' scenarios that weren't supposed to be really real. Now Lavi had a headache to go along with his concussion, not to mention the new blood that was running down out of his nose and dripping off of his chin.
Lavi usually would have a 'Strike!' moment, but now was not the time to admire how hot his fellow Exorcist was, now was the time to get answers on why his supposed to be male colleague was actually a female!
Allen, though, had a much simpler thought process running through her head. 'Damn' was about it.
The room remained quiet though, as both were barely hanging onto the threads of sanity, as they just went through the weirdest moment that they would ever have together.
Lavi eventually got tired of puzzling himself with his own thoughts, and decided to voice them. This would end up as their second most odd moment together.
"Um, Allen what-"
Was all that poor, injured Lavi could get out of his mouth before time caught up with Allen, leaving her with the natural female reaction that any normal girl would have when facing such a situation.
Scream and throw things at the offending male until he was unconscious, dead, or somewhere else.
"!"
And then began the item throwing. And Lavi was trying to ask her questions the whole time while trying to avoid the flying objects.
Lavi saw her go for a lamp, but tried to get his question out anyways.
"Wait, Allen! Are you-"
Dodged the lamp.
"Really a girl, or-"
Dodged a few pencils.
"Am I seeing-"
Dodged a pen this time.
"Things? Um, I'm really-"
He dodged one shoe, but got hit with the other.
"Ouch! Sorry about-"
This time Timcanpy hit him straight on the forehead, which knocked him right back outside of Allen's room and onto his butt. He saw her pick up an inkwell next.
"Entering your room! I'll knock next time, bye!" All of that was said as fast as he could spit it out; and he closed the door, just in time to hear the inkwell crash against the, now closed, door.
Lavi sat there on the ground, trying to process the last minute through his head. He had just found out one of his best friends was a girl, and in the most disrespectful way possible. And that wasn't the worst part of the day, yet. In fact, it had barely begun. Kanda, Lenalee, Komui, and Bookman all came down the hallway to see what all of the ruckus was about this early in the morning.
"What the hell, you stupid rabbit? I was actually sleeping; and the next thing I know, I hear the girliest scream with a bunch of other random crashes, only to find you outside of the Beansprout's door covered in your own blood, surrounded by the Beansprout's junk."
Lavi was still too confused to make a valid answer to Kanda's very observant observation.
"I… Allen… door… bandages…girl?"
"English, Lavi. We can't understand you when you speak gibberish." Lenalee was obviously trying to lighten the mood, but it wasn't working too well.
"I went inside Allen's room to get some bandages and… Allen is a girl."
The rest of the group looked at the Junior Bookman like he had grown an extra head. Did he just say that Allen was a girl?
"Stupid rabbit, I think that you have finally cracked."
Allen's door swung open right at the end of Kanda's proclamation, revealing the topic of conversation herself.
"Actually, Lavi is right. I am a girl."
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Back in Allen's room, the poor girl was starting to cool off a bit. Sure, Lavi had just seen her practically naked, but he was clearly injured! She might have permanently hurt him or something.
She snapped out of her daze when she heard what sounded like angry voices outside of her room. Someone was blaming Lavi for something, she had to help him! But she suddenly stopped when he finally revealed her biggest secret.
But the others weren't believing him, so now was the time to finally let her secret out. She sucked in a deep breath and opened the door and told her secret to everyone that just so happened to be there.
"Actually, Lavi is right, I am a girl."
The whole group that wasn't Allen and Lavi gave the newly discovered girl the upmost look of disbelief.
"Beansprout, did you hit your head along with Lavi here? Because you obviously have a few screws loose if you think that we are going to believe something like that."
Allen huffed, very displeased that he had insulted her height, her mentality, and her gender.
"First off my name is Allen! A-L-L-E-N! Secondly, all of my screws are in their correct spots and very tight, and thirdly, I do so happen to be a girl, it just never came up."
And by then, Lenalee had heard quite enough.
"Allen Walker!" Said girl shifted her attention to the only other girl in the hallway.
"Yes?"
"We need to have a little girl chat. Everyone else, just go back to sleep."
"But-" Lenalee would have no protesting though. She grabbed Allen by the wrist and proceeded to drag her down the hallway to Lenalee's room.
"I can't believe Lenalee would leave me here all by myself! As a brother, I feel devastated! What am I going to do! And now it seems that I have two little sisters to protect from the ways of male evil and their octopus ways! Don't worry Lenalee and Allen; I will protect your youthful innocence!"
Meanwhile, the other boys that were left in the hallway (Kanda, Bookman, and Lavi) were trying to work through the problem together.
"Stupid rabbit, this is clearly all your fault, what are you going to do about the Beansprout?" Way to be a team player Kanda.
"Thanks for all of the support, Yuu. Whatever could I do without you?"
Bookman decided that he finally wanted a few words with his stupid apprentice.
"What, Lavi, were doing out of your room when you had work to do?"
"Geez, Gramps, I finished reading all those books and I ended up slamming my head against the table. So I came to Allen to see if he-she could patch me up a bit. I kind of just let myself in and she was only in some women's undergarments, as opposed to when she came out a few seconds ago with her uniform on."
"Idiot! Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Bookman then planted one of his famous kicks reserved only for his apprentice into the side of Lavi's head.
Kanda watched the display with only mild interest before picking up a roll of bandages off of the floor that Lavi had to dodge earlier. He threw them at Lavi, who caught them with ease.
"You might want to fix your head before you go and grovel before the Beansprout."
Lavi looked at the bandages before giving Kanda a grateful smile.
"Thanks for the advice, Yuu!"
"Stop calling me by my first name, damnit!" But Kanda's threating words fell upon deaf ears as Lavi quickly bandaged up his head and ran down the hallway to try to apologize to Allen.
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After Lenalee had practically dragged poor Allen down the hallway, she stopped in front of her own door, shoved Allen in, and slammed the door shut.
"Explain. Now."
It seemed that Lenalee was very short on patience in the morning. Considering that she looked half asleep at the time and that she was still in her pajamas, she didn't look too threatening, but Allen knew better than to get on her bad side. She might as well spill her guts while she still had some to spill.
"It started off with Mana; he would have loved to have gotten me girl's clothes, but he didn't have enough money to afford any. I would never complain, I knew that he was doing his best, and it's not like I was too girly to begin with. Living on the streets like I was, trying to get an odd job here and there did limit the type of clothes I could get.
After Mana died, Cross came along. He thought that I was a boy, and I guess I was too out of it from making Mana an Akuma to correct him. After I saw what a womanizer he was, I didn't feel like telling him either. Not that I think that it would have made too much of a difference, I just didn't feel too comfortable with that knowledge in his hands.
When I came here, I swear that I was really going to drop the act and tell you guys, but something always got in the way. When the guardian of this place called me an Akuma and a guy, I was going to point out that I was a girl and not an Akuma, but then Kanda almost took my head off. When you were showing me around after that, I was going to tell you, but so many other things happened that I completely forgot. After a while, I figured that it was futile and I let you believe that I was a guy. It was no big deal to me, so far, all of my life I've been a guy. It just so happened that Lavi found me out."
Lenalee was quiet for a few moments, contemplating the best way to approach the subject.
"How exactly did he find out?"
"Well, I had just finished taking the shower and I was only in some undergarments, and he kind of burst through the door." Just remembering the incident that had taken place a few minutes ago still made her blush.
Lenalee stood up at the new information, quite clearly ready to go punch Lavi's lights out for barging into Allen's room while she was in such an indecent shape. Allen, quickly realizing what Lenalee was intending to do, hopped up with her and dragged her right back down to the bed.
"Please don't hurt Lavi anymore; this is really all my fault. I'm really sorry! If only I had not given up and told you earlier than none of this would have ever happened!"
Lenalee took one look at the miserable face Allen had on and relaxed back on the bed. Trying to fight Allen's 'kicked puppy' look was near impossible.
"What are you going to do about this?"
"Eh?" Allen, obviously, hadn't thought ahead that far. What was she going to do now that the entire Black Order was going to know her true gender by tomorrow?
"I guess that I will just have to let nature take its course. I think everyone was bound to find out at one point or another. They'll get over it in a week or so."
"Glad to hear that you won't try to hide it anymore. Now, let's see if we can get you a new uniform."
"New uniform? What's wrong with this one?"
"Not only do you have to wear a belt with it, but it was accommodated to serve someone with a flat chest. I bet you don't have one of those, am I right?" Allen nodded her head a bit reluctantly; she really didn't want to change uniforms, but a new one would fit her better than her old one.
Allen and Lenalee both stood up together, both ready to head down to see the people who were in charge of uniforms, when they ran into a giant, fleshy wall. Or Lavi, whichever one you prefer.
Both parties managed to stay on their feet as they looked at one another. Finally, Lavi got down on both knees, hugged Allen's legs, and started to apologize repeatedly.
Allen tried to calm Lavi down a bit; telling him that it was all right, that she wasn't mad, and that everyone was bound to have found out soon anyways, but Lavi would have none of it.
Suddenly, Allen bent down to Lavi's height on the floor, and pulled his head closer to hers. She suddenly ripped off the bandage that Lavi had put on wrong. He let a small ouch out, but she ignored his pain completely as she redid his bandage the right way. Once she was done, she stood back up, calmly stepped out of Lavi's embrace, and let Lenalee lead her to the Science Department to get her a new uniform and let the word spread.
Lavi sat there for a moment, stunned that she not only forgave him, but helped him with the injury that had started the release of her secret. His heart was thumping, going at a faster pace than normal. He quickly smacked himself. He was a Bookman; he had no heart, no ties, and especially no lovers.
But Allen always did find an exception to the rules, it seemed.