Ok, since you guys were so insistant, I decided to continue.
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'Name's Lavi,' the redhead smiled from the door.
'I'm Allen Walker...'
'OI!' Kanda's voice cut through Allen's dream, 'Get up!'
Allen jerked awake and sat up. To his shock, his face was slightly stiff with dried tears. He wiped his cheeks with his sleeve.
'What's wrong?' Kanda sneered, 'Bad dream?'
'Yes, I dreamt Jerry ran out of miterashi.'
'Che.'
Allen rolled his eyes, stood up and reached for his coat. He and Kanda were on a train heading back from a mission, but the speed of the train was slowing, indicating their stop was coming up.
Sighing heavily, the white haired exorcist went to open the door, but before he could he felt Kanda grab his wrist.
'Oi, Beansprout...'
Allen turned to face the samurai. Kanda pushed him against the closed door, and placed his lips on Allen's. After a moment, he pulled away, pushed past Allen and walked out the door. Allen just stared at the back of the compartment, trying to compose himself. He had been dating Kanda for two months, but everytime he was kissed, he wanted to cry. He could never tell Kanda that though, he could never say he felt like he was betraying Lavi, because that wouldn't be right. He was with Kanda now, and that was that. Lavi was dead, and he wasn't coming back.
'HURRY UP BEANSPROUT!'
Allen jumped slightly at the sound of Kanda's voice and hurried after him. Kanda suspected something, he had too. Because everytime Allen thought about Lavi Kanda would always kiss him, and a few times, he'd tried to pull him onto a bed. Allen wanted to love him, but he was never able to let go of the Bookman's memory. Everytime he kissed Kanda, he would see his face hurt and shocked, as though he'd walked in on them cheating. That's what Allen felt like too. He was cheating on Lavi.
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Lavi sat in a dark cell, boredly tracing in the dust on the ground. It was a windowless prison, made of stone and lined with hay, and the only light was that of weird floating lights that were just out of reach. The red head sighed and laid on his stomach and continued his sketchings, the shackles on his arms jingling sllightly. He was trying to draw up an escape plan, but there were no weapons for him to use, no windows, and there wasn't even a door, apart from when Road came to torment him.
He shddered at the thought of the girl, and wiped his failed drawing away.
'Dammit,' He muttered, 'Theres gotta be a way.'
'You're wasting your time,' A voice said.
Lavi looked up sharply, expecting to see a Noah, but instead he saw a man in his late twenties with a kind face wearing a suit. He was leaning against the wall, reading a book.
'Who are you?' Lavi sat up, curious. This man had a strange feeling about him.
'Just a soul.' The man smiled, looking up as he closed the book nd pocketed it. You're Lavi right?'
'Yeah, why?'
'Hm, just wondering. Anyway, as I was saying, it's useless trying to escape. Once your soul is dragged from your body and put in Roads dream prison, you're pretty much done for.'
'What?!' Lavi blinked, 'S-so i'm dead?'
'Well yeah, haven't you wondered why you never get hungry?'
Lavi sweatdropped. The man smiled kindly, and started to slowly walk towards him. Lavi shrunk back against the wall, fearful, but the man simply placed a hand on his head and ruffled his hair a bit.
'Those shackles, they mean you're trapped. Only way to be untrapped is to break them. If you did that, you'd come back to life.
'Hardly,' Lavi laghed grimly, 'I'm an excorcist. I was probably cremated.'
'As long as your ashes are still all together your body would reappear at the place you died.'
The redhead raised his eyebrow, suspicious. The man went on.
'Of course, only way you cold break those shackles is if you had something worth going back to. And I mean, REALLY worth it, a person you wold gladly die for. Do you have someone like that? Another exorcist perhaps?'
Lavi's eyes widened. The man smiled, waiting patiently. Finally, the redhead found his voice.
'Y-you... Why are you helping me?'
'Cos i'm not supposed to,' He shrugged, chuckling. 'A long time ago, Road killed me and trapped me here, using me as n obedient servent, and I left behind someone I dearly loved. But before I could figure out how to escape I was turned into an akuma. The person you left, he is very greived. Don't let Allen feel sad.'
Lavi gasped. How did this man know who...?
Suddenly, comprehension dawned on his face. He smiled.
'Well, I guess i'd better get back to him then, Mana Walker.'
Mana smiled kindly. Lavi stood up, weighed down by the heavy chains.
'So how do I get out of these things?'
Mana Told him. Lavi gripped the chains in his hands and started yanking at them, ignoring the pin caused by the skin being ripped off by the metal. He pictured Allen's face, the face he wanted to see again. He could barely remember what anyone looked like, including himself, having not seen a mirror in months, But Allen was still clear as day, burned into his memory, giving him a comfortable warmth. He wanted to hold him again, to feel his lips on his own, to hear his cheerful greeting in the morning when he woke up.
'DAMMIT LET ME GO!'
With one final yank, the chains came free of the wall. He stumbled back and fell on his backside, staring in suprise at how easy it had suddenly been. The shackles around his arms faded, and when he looked down, he was surprised to see he was becoming increasingly transparent.
'Looks like it worked,' Mana smiled. He as well as the prison cell was becoming blurry.
'Make sure you tell Allen I love him, ok?'
Lavi nodded, and the room was engulfed in blackness.
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Kanda roughly grabbed Allen and pinned him to the bed, locking him in a kiss. He crawled furthur onto the bed, putting his knee between the younger's legs to prevent furthur escape. Allen made a frightened noise as he struggled, turning his head, breaking the kiss. Kanda sighed and sat back on his knees, letting Allen up.
'Sorry...' Allen wouldn't meet his eye, 'Could you... Please leave?'
'No. Not until you tell me what we're doing. You obviousl don't care about me the way I do for you, so why are we even in a relationship?'
'Kanda..' Allen began, sighing. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know why Kanda was so insistant, he didn't know why he kept coming, why he put up with Allen's coldness, he didn't know why the man loved him.
'You know what?' Kanda stood up and reached for his discarded coat, 'Forget it. I'm outta here.'
'No, Kanda, wait..!' Allen crawled to the edge of the bed, but the samurai was already at the door. He reached for the knob, but before he could grasp it, there was a knock at the door. Kanda withdrew his hand, startled, and the door opened to reveal Lenalee's face.
'Oh! Kanda! I didn't know you were here-'
'Well now you do. What is it?'
'Um...' Lenalee glanced at Allen, 'My brother needs you two for another mission.'
'Another one?' Allen stood up, surprised, 'But we only got back an hor ago!'
'I know but that can't be helped, sorry.'
Allen sighed and nodded. After casting a cautious glance at Kanda, the two exorcists followed Lenalee out into the hall.
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Ok! please not the spell check isn't working so there are probably mistakes. Sorry.
Sorry for the crappiness.
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