A/N: Aww, thank you guys so much for the wonderful reviews!
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Rule 2: Exploration and Dedication
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The two of them had been waiting for this moment. They may not have been the best of students, but they were smart enough knew not to rush into things. For that past four days they had been watching Allen and gathering information. Since the two redheads had most of their classes with him it was a fairly easy task…or would have been if not for a certain yappy school girl. Lenalee Lee was her name. Ever since the two of them started their sophomore year two years ago, she had done nothing but follow them like a damn lost puppy. It was rather annoying since they really couldn't relate to her (or understand her thru all the yapping). Probably the worst part about her following them was her brother. Dear god, he would always eye one of them (they liked to switch classes for time to time…not like the teacher could tell, right?) evilly whenever they'd enter science class. Overprotective wasn't the right word to describe him…paranoid was more like it. He'd had even gone so far as to seat his sister as close as he could to his desk. Lenalee and Komui were…quite the pair.
Getting back on track, the two of them had learned the usual things about him; his address, phone number, e-mail, those sorts of things. But they also some rather interesting things about their short target which made them think twice about him. For one thing he liked going into the old music room and play with the piano. The two of them found this particularly amusing because they could so easily start a ghost rumor. Oh yes they could see it now…telling one of their friends about the 'hunted piano' right as they passes the room…of course Allen would be playing and it would scare the living bejezus out of them. Yes, they did have a slightly immoral sense of humor but hay what was funny was funny. Another interesting fact was that he liked to pander to others. They had observed on several occasions his strange change in behavior around certain people. They at first did not found this at all unusual; most of the new kids who came wanted to get to know people fast and would usually lie. But it was what they did afterward that changed their minds. Allen's sweet little smile was always fade as he left his group of 'friends', looking very disappointed. Now the two of them had been around people long enough to know how to read them like a book…they could read the fake personas he would use, but strangely enough they couldn't read him all that much.
The last and most thrilling thing they found out was that Allen was very…sensitive to the touch. The kid would freeze up or jump a little when ever someone would brush up against him. The two of them knew this would be a very fun thing to exploit later on. But as of now they had more information gathering to do, and it was now Lavi's turn to do so. And oh lucky him! He got to do it during gym. The redhead was rather athletic he didn't like to show it, he saw it as nothing more then a waste of time. So he just sat back and watched as everyone, in his opinion, run around like idiots. Why should he 'have fun' their way? It was too boring and he didn't benefit from it, thought he could hit them with large objects without getting detention. But all in all it was no-
WHAM!
"What the hell?!" He exclaimed holding his now sore head.
"Get your ass in gear ya lazy rat!"
Oh yes…how could he almost forget about the biggest killjoy in existence? Yu Kanda, president of the kendo and probably one of the few things keeping Lavi and his brother in line…or at lest he tried to. The two redheads had known the killjoy since the first day of their freshmen year. It was a rather odd meeting; the twin redheads had dropped a number of water balloons from atop of the school, but Yu just happened to be the passing by when they did. To make a long story short, they were chased, given a beating, and somehow made a friend (though Yu would never admit it).
Anyway, the killjoy was such a 'good' student in gym that the teacher had made him an assistant, much to the dismay of the twins…because he was given a clipboard. It was like giving a killer a gun; he was GOING to use it.
"Geez Yu, do you mind taking that stick shoved up your ass out? I bet a WHOLE bunch of people would be happy of you-"
WHAM!
"Don't call me by my first name, you damn Weasley twin!" He shouted.
"OW! DON'T FUCKING CALL ME THAT!" He shouted right back. This was one of the down sides of being a twin; the two of them would constantly be compared to fictional characters. This fact irked the both of them to the point of confrontation, but over time they had learned to deal with it…slightly.
"You've done nothing but ogle that damn beansprout!"
"I am not! I'm researching…" He said with a sly grin.
"Don't tell me you and the other Weasley twin are gonna try that bullshit again…" He scowled. Lavi growled loudly. Yu was the only person who knew of the game the twins liked to play. He didn't interior with their fun because he found it ridiculous and rather irritating. He did sometimes help them (of course he was forced to) when they'd wanted to know something about their target. Since the killjoy was assistance he was allowed to look at all the personal files on students…which made things more convenient for the two redheads.
"So Yu…do you know anything about-"
"He moved here last Saturday and was almost expelled from his last school…though the two have nothing in common…" he interrupted in a rather irritated tone.
"Ohh, expelled…for what?" he questioned.
"Spray-painted the side of the school, he freely admitted to it and therefore wasn't punished…"
"I see…" Lavi said rather amused. Well, well, well, the new kid had something to hide. So maybe his sweet little smile was nothing more then a cover up for what he had done. The redhead found this VERY interesting and he and his brother WOULD use that against their small target. After all blackmail was always fun. Yu just sighed.
"I saw the two of you switch the other day…and you nearly sent the kid home with a concussion…"
"Aww, were you worried about him?" He asked in a teasing tone.
"No, I just don't want anyone dying on my time…" he stated in a very flat-tone. Lavi was going to give him some sort of smart-ass comment right back, but a hand beckoning him over from the locker room door caught his attention. He knew very well who it belonged to and said his goodbyes to Yu, who was obviously less then thrilled. Before he entered the locker room he decided to take one last look at Allen. He was quite the odd kid, aside from the white hair which he guessed he was born with or experienced some extreme shock to earn. He looked at him from top to bottom, noticing that he wasn't exactly muscular but he was most definitely not skinny. He was currently sporting a light blush from all the jumping around which looked rather cute on him. Oh yes, cute…maybe that was the reason he wanted to change the last rule, since it was rather cruel…bah that wasn't it. He just wanted a little change that all. He turned away from Allen and chuckled a little, deeming him an 'ok' specimen. Once he had reached the locker room, he was met with a rather bored looking brother. Rabi was the twin who was supposed to be taking gym, but today decided to switch with his brother for English.
"Oi, what'd you found out?" Rabi asked, trying his best to sound interested and fighting his drowsiness.
"Well for one he was almost expelled from his last school."
That woke him up.
"W-what?! Really?! Why?!" He was now fully awake.
"He spray-painted his school…" It was just to damn amusing.
"Liar!" He broke into a fit of laughter, finding the whole thing hard to believe.
"I know…but you know what this means now, right…?"
"Hehe, sure do…" he started "So should we do it the usual way?"
"Of course."
And so it began.
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Allen was sore, sore, SORE. He really didn't like gym all that much, because no matter what school he went to he was always the target or human shield. He practically had to drag himself to the locker room. Once home he'd take a nice long bath, and if asked why by his father he'd respond 'because I was nearly killed by a pack of wolves' Hauling himself over to his locker he opened it as quickly as he could in his worn out state. As soon as he pulled out his clothes he swore he felt someone watching him, and it was rather unsettling. Deciding it best for him not to indulge the supposed stalker by stripping, he pulled out his clothes and decided to leave. Great, not only was tired as hell but he had to smell his funky body all the way home. He wasn't having a good day at all…he was followed by some strange girl who wouldn't shut up, nearly threw up at lunch (cafeteria food, ick), and was pelted with dodge balls for most of the last period. The only up-side was the lack of attention he was getting from the twins and dammit he was happy. He would sometimes catch them looking at him but he really didn't think much of it. The two of them were so odd to him; they seemed somewhat quiet while apart but together they were extremely mischievous especially with others around.
Allen let out a sigh; he didn't want to think about then or any of their weird behaviors. He only had one thing on his mind right not and that was to get home. He always walked home even if taking the bus home was a better idea, but he had a thing about the bus…he never really did like them. The amount of people, the random banter you're supposed to ignore from the strangers around you but can't, and of course there was always his fear of falling a asleep and waking up miles way from his originated stop. The problem with this was that he never bothered to memorize any route other then the one he walked home, meaning if he got off about two stops from where he needed then he's become lost. Allen knew it was probably better to learn such things, but of course it was for the same reason he didn't do a lot of other things. He huffed, slicking back a strand of his sweat drenched hair; was everything going to be this bad here? Nothing had ever been this…well as bad as this…he had worse. But all of that was in the past; right now all he wanted to do was take a nice, long, relaxing…
"Oi, Moyashi-kun!" came two voices.
No…no, no, no, no! He wanted to go HOME! He didn't want to deal with this right now! He sped up and prayed that his legs wouldn't give out on him.
"Moyashi-kun!" They came again
He started to sprint…
"Allen!"
He ran…
"Wait, you're going to-"
POW!
He wasn't quite sure where the damned lamp post came from, but he did know it hurt like hell. Did this place curse him even more? Was there some divine power out there that wished for nothing more then to cause him hell and suffering? Or maybe with was karma, not that he did anything that bad to deserve such a punishment. Allen knew that he had to find an away to turn all of this misfortune into something good, or he would most defiantly lose his sanity. Stumbling back he knew he was about to pass out, but before he did he felt himself be held up by someone.
"…goddammit… " was the last thing he muttered before his world turned black.
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Was this a dream? It certainly did feel like it because he sure as hell wasn't in his house or his bed. He groaned and slowly sat up; noting that he this place wasn't even remotely similar to his. The walls were not painted a tacky light blue with the ugly white trim; instead the room was a viridian color and the trim was painted a very soft green. Hell, at lest there was contrast! Another thing he noted was everything that littered the floor. He never unpacked anything but he knew he would never make a mess of this magnitude. It wasn't trash that that filled the floor but books…book of various sizes, shapes, and languages. He found it fascinating how one person could read so many books about so many topics. He was really starting to wonder just where he was and how he got there; though the thought of him being carried had crossed his mind a few time, but he wouldn't admit it to himself.
"Oi, you're awake!"
And with that his world shattered into shards of nothingness. He slowly turned his head and nearly jumped out of the bed he was in once he laid eyes on the redhead in the corner. Was this a sick joke?
"Er, you shouldn't move around so much…"
Allen really did jump out of the bed this time and backed against the furthest wall away from it. Both redheads stood on opposite sides of the room, both looking at Allen with a slight hunger in their eyes. Needless to say he was scared senseless and to make matter worse…he was wearing his regular clothes instead of his gym clothes.
"P-please don't hurt me! I-I haven't done anything to you! P-please don-"
"Oi, oi, calm down! We're not going to do anything to you…" Rabi reassured.
Allen did NOT feel reassured. He would've liked to run for the door, but Rabi was leaning against it. He just wanted to go home! Why did these two have to make it so difficult?!
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Another wonderful little fact he learned at that moment was that he didn't knew where her was. He knew he was in the house of the twin redhead that annoyed the hell out of him, but he didn't know where the hell that house was located. The only word that he could think of to describe this situation was 'kidnapped'
"Let me go!"
"But we're not- "
"Let me go, dammit!"
"We're not-!"
"Allen Walker…" Lavi interrupted.
Allen damn near died once he felt himself being held by the other redhead. He didn't move, didn't blink and he didn't dare breath. This was it…he knew his fate was sealed…how could it come to this? He was probably going to be molested over and over again then probably locked in the closet, only taken out when the two of them wanted to 'play' Looking back he hadn't really had to enjoy the finer things in life and wished his could…damn, he was going to become a sex slave…
"Do you why you're here…?" he questioned.
Allen SLOWLY shook his head.
"Well…after you were knocked out we had to carry you back here...since it was closer than your place…" He said holding him a little tighter making him tense. Allen didn't know whether to cry or scream bloody murder because right now this was beyond an invasion of his personal space. This was so wrong, he didn't like to be touched unless he got to know someone well enough…or at lest remotely liked them. But this was way too much; he'd been through enough in the past to know that letting people who act friendly touch you was only going to lead to very bad things.
"Yeah! You were pretty heavy..." Rabi added who was now as equally as close to him now. Was this 'get Allen as uncomfortable as possible' day?! These two were pretty damn good at it, much to Allen's dismay. He didn't want to be here, he wanted to be home taking a nice long bath while contemplating how he was going to get through tomorrow. The two redheads suddenly relaxed against him making all the blood suddenly drain from his body…this was it. He was going to be touched and poked in areas he didn't wish it, but this was the price he paid for trying to elude the twins. He had come to terms with his fate now and was getting himself mentally ready for it…for what he knew was coming.
"Allen-kun…" They said in unison.
'Here is comes…' He thought to himself.
"We…wish to dedicate ourselves to you…" they said snuggling closer to him.
'There it- wait what?!'
"In other words…we love you Allen-kun…"
After a few minutes of silence, the two of them decided that was enough time for him to get over the shock. They loved doing this; the look on the faces of their targets would be so priceless. This was the starting of a very fun time; moreover, there would a great battle between the two brothers and the new kid would be their prize. Oh yes, what a glorious battle it would be. But for now the two would enjoy their togetherness with each other and their little bean. Looking up at Allen the two of them could help but let out a few laughs...this time it was WAY better then the rest because…
"Allen-kun…?" they snickered.
Allen had passed out.
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A/N: There you go! Another chapter!
BTW, I have a light blue colored room XD
