I feel like the younger generation (Allen and co.) would make their own packs while in high school, and the adults would just watch over them and the staff of the school would be their own pack. Let me explain the way I define the ranks.

A side note: I am aware some of these characters are probably not of highschool age, but let's pretend ok.

[From most power to the least]

Alpha: Leader of the pack. They are the strongest, and most respected.

Beta: Right hand man/men of the alpha.

Delta: Helps out the Betas

Gamma: Protects the pack.

Elder: Older, respected members of the pack.

Omega: Entertainers of the pack, often hilarious and energetic. Can easily lighten the mood, but not all omega fit this stereotype

Packs:

Marie's pack

Noise Marie [Rank: Alpha] {Miranda's mate}

Miranda Lotto [Rank: Beta, because she a strong woman ok] {Marie's mate}

Fo [Rank: Beta]

Bak Chan [Rank: Delta]

Arystar Krory III [Rank: Delta] {Eliade's mate}

Chaoji Han [Rank: Gamma]

Johnny [Rank: Omega]

Kanda's pack

Kanda [Rank: Alpha]

Lenalee: [Rank: Beta]

Suman Dark [Rank: Beta]

Link [Rank: Delta]

Daisya Berry [Rank: Gamma]

Lavi: [Rank: Omega]

Timothy Hearst [Rank: Omega] (he isn't in this story at all, but I just put him here ok)

Hevlaska's pack

Hevlaska [Rank: Alpha]

Cross [Rank: Beta]

Klaud [Rank: Beta]

Yeager [Rank: Beta]

Winters [Rank: Beta]

Komui [Rank: Delta]

Reever [Rank: Delta]

Eliade [Rank: Gamma] {Krory's mate}

Loners

Mana [Rank: Alpha]

Neah [Rank: Omega]

Allen [Rank: Omega]


"Can you hear me, Allen?" a figure asked. The room was dark and cold, yet familiar. He knew exactly where he was, and it made him shudder. A light was suddenly turned on, blinding Allen for a few seconds before he recognized the figure before him. Golden eyes, dark skin, black slicked back hair. Tyki Mikk. "I said, can you hear me?" A pained whine escaped Allen's lips, before he nodded.

"Good, then I can continue," Tyki mumbled, producing a shiny object from nearby. Allen's body automatically tensed, and he struggled against the restraints keeping him seated in his chair. No, this couldn't be happening. Not again. Tyki kneeled in front of him so they were eye level.

"I told you this would happen, Allen. You failed, again." His voice was calm, and somewhat soothing, but Allen didn't believe his facade for a second. "This is your fault." A scream ripped through him as a knife was plunged into his thigh.


Allen woke up on the floor, thrashing around. If he was being honest, this wasn't the first time this had happened, nor would it be the last. He got up slowly, reorienting himself. His throat was scratchy, and he didn't even bother with testing his voice. He knew it would be gone if he used it too much, probably because he'd had more nightmares last night than he could recall. He made quick work of getting dressed, not even bothering with putting bandages on today. He just slipped on his gloves, figuring it would be enough to get him through the day. Tim jumped off of the bed and followed him, his tail wagging a million miles an hour. Allen reapplied his makeup, and headed downstairs to head off to school. His walk was quiet, until Kanda and his pack members walked past.

They were always loud and an energetic gaggle of people, and it made Allen smile. It reminded him of his time in Spain, before he traveled to Portugal. He used to be part of a pack like Kanda's, but it was a short lived experience. A good experience nonetheless. Lavi walked over to him and put his arm on Allen's shoulders. "Sorry about Yuu-chan yesterday, he's a bit moody."

"Uh, it's no problem, it was partly my fault." Allen told him, his voice barely a whisper. "I should've restrained myself,"

"No! I've never seen anyone talk to him like that and survive, I'm lovin' this!" Lavi grinned, "You've officially become my best friend!" It was unavoidable after all, then. He was going to make friends, even if he didn't want to or mean to. Allen smiled, and he swore he saw Lavi blush.

"Okay," Allen mumbled, Lavi's grin widened and he dragged him over to the rest of his pack.

Lenalee beamed at him, "Hi, what's up Allen?"

"Uh, getting dragged over here awkwardly by Lavi I guess." He replied scratching the back of his neck. "Does he always do this?"

"Pretty much," Lenalee told him, "But don't worry, you'll get used to it,"

"Alleeeen! Do you want to join our pack?" Lavi asked suddenly, jumping on his back. Allen mentally panicked, and he said the first thing on his mind.

Which happened to be no. "He said he doesn't need a pack, you idiot," Kanda snapped with a dramatic hair flip of his ponytail. He was right, and he still stood by his words. It was too dangerous, and always would be.

"I hope you'll change your mind soon," Lenalee told him, "You'd be a great addition,"

"Thanks, I'll think on it," Allen replied, "It's just not a good time right now."

"Aw man!" Lavi whined, grabbing Allen's hand pretty unexpectedly. He quickly detangled their fingers, and pretended not to notice it happened. Once they entered the school building, Allen detached himself from the group.


Allen ended up in the library during his fourth hour, toresearch a specific type of drug for health class. Fortunately this assignment was partner work, so he ended up working on it with Lavi. At this point in the day, his voice finally completely disappeared, so he resorted to writing down his responses to Lavi's neverending questions.

"So, Allen. Why did you move to Japan and then to America?" Lavi asked, filling out a couple of questions on their worksheet. Allen took a moment to carefully craft a believable story. It was unlikely for people to leave their packs and start over. 'Well, Mana and Neah missed America, because they were born here.'

"Wait, wait. Mana and Neah? Part of the Noah Clan, right?"

'Not anymore. They defected, after a sudden change of leadership. We moved to Japan after that.' That was a vague version of the truth.

"Oh, why the sudden change?" Lavi asked.

'I don't remember, sorry.'

"Ah, that's fine. I was just curious," Lavi told him and after an awkward pause, "We're just about done with this project, buddy!" Allen smiled. Lavi let him take the reins on the rest of the paper, and they were done with fifteen minutes left in class.

"Hey Allen, did you have a girlfriend while you were part of that pack?" Allen shook his head, and didn't elaborate. Lavi leaned closer to him and wasn't even being subtle about it as he reached for Allen's hands. Lavi intertwined their fingers and pouted at Allen. "So, why do you wear gloves?" He asked. Allen said the first excuse that came to mind.

'I'm a germaphobe' he wrote simply after managing to keep Lavi from getting a glimpse of his hands.


Lavi wasn't believing the germaphobe excuse for a second. He'd seen a few germaphobes in his day, and Allen was definitely not one. There was a different reason he wore gloves. Allen had started to avoid him now, and Lavi was forced to use less than manly methods. Allen was always changed before anyone even got in the Locker room, so Lavi got dressed quickly to stand with Allen.

He nonchalantly leaned against Allen and bumped their hands together, Allen smiled faintly and moved his hands away.

Lavi tried again before the end of class, by trying to steal Allen's basketball and his gloves at the same time. It didn't work very well, because Allen was surprisingly good at basketball.


Lavi finally succeeded during lunch. Allen had caught on, and was prepared for half-assed attempts at taking his gloves, but he wasn't prepared for Lavi's foolproof plan.

Lavi walked over to Allen, who despite gaining a few friends, chose to sit alone. He was reading a book called, Call Me By Your Name. He didn't seem to be paying attention. Lavi stole one of the strawberries off his plate and stared intently at the shorter boy. "Stop eating my food Lavi," Allen said distractedly, "I'm not afraid to stab you with my fork,"

Lavi smiled a bright mischievous smile. He tilted Allen's chin up with his hands, and leaned in closer. "What are you doing?" Allen asked, his voice coming out rough, a true look of confusion passing over his features. Lavi leaned in ever closer, to the point where there lips were only an inch apart. Lavi suddenly pulled back swiftly with a triumphant smile, dangling one of Allen's gloves in front of him.

Allen looked down at his hands and and pouted at Lavi. "Can I have it back now?"

"So you aren't hiding anything?!" Lavi exclaimed, looking disappointed. Allen smiled. Luckily Lavi had pulled off the wrong one.

"Absolutely nothing," Allen told him, getting up and throwing his uneaten food away. He grabbed the glove from Lavi and continued to read, acting as if nothing had even happened. Lavi went back to his seat next to Kanda and groaned.

"Well that's that." Lavi muttered, "He's got nothing." Kanda let out a long, contemplating sigh.

"Did you get anything of interest?" Kanda asked, with a withering glare.

"W-well," Lavi mumbled, "I found out he's related to Mana and Neah Walker."

"Why is that important?" Lenalee asked.

"They were part on the Noah Clan. One of the strongest packs globally." Lavi explained, his eyes shining with knowledge. He looked a lot like his grandfather bookman in this moment. "Apparently the three of them defected when there was a change in leadership. I asked him why it changed, and he said he didn't remember. Maybe it was a few years ago and he just forgot."

"But you'd think he'd remember right?" Lenalee mumbled, "If the change made them want to leave, you'd think he'd remember who it was that made him leave his entire pack..."

"Exactly, so we need to figure who this new leader is." Kanda mumbled.

"I'm gonna have to agree with you guys," Lenalee told them, "It's a strange reason to leave the most powerful pack in the world."

"I could ask my grandfather, he'd know who the new leader is. Then we can research him." Lavi continued, with a smile.


The second Allen got home, he took an excessively long shower. The only time he got to wear short sleeves was when he was home, but today isn't going to be that type of day. As soon as he got out, he heard unfamiliar voices and Mana greeting them with enthusiasm. Allen put on a large hoodie with the quote, "Is it better to speak or to die?" Sometimes Allen thinks it is better to die. Sometimes things need to stay unsaid. He quickly covered up his scar on his face with makeup before deciding he should probably go down stairs.

Allen hurried down the stairs and was met with a sight he wasn't ready to see. Kanda Yuu sitting on the couch talking to Mana. He glared furiously at the other teen, but Kanda had his back to him. Allen walked over to the kitchen and grabbed an apple, taking a bite of it before finally attracting everyone's attention. "Is this your son?" an old man asked. Allen nonchalantly stuck his left hand into his pocket as the man's eyes scanned him.

"Yes! Isn't he adorable?" Mana squealed, looking every bit the over-enthusiastic parent. Allen rolled his eyes.

"He is definitely cute," the man said, looking slightly annoyingly jolly. "Don't you think so too Yuu?"

Kanda raised an eyebrow at his father and glared at Allen. "If cute means disgusting, then yes."

"Oh yeah ponytail? Say that to my mother fucking face." Allen growled.

"Kanda manners!" Tiedoll exclaimed.

"Allen language!" Neah scolded, making his way down the stairs. Allen and Kanda glared menacingly at each other.

"I will," Kanda growled back, moving so quickly that Allen hardly had time to register the movement. Kanda was standing right in front of him now. Tiedoll got to his feet and made his way over to them. "You. Are. Disgusting." Allen had to look up slightly to look Kanda in the eye, and it was infuriating.

"Go get your eyes checked, you bastard."

Kanda smiled slightly, before walking toward the door. "Che. See you at school, beansprout."

"I'm sorry about him," Tiedoll said before he exited hastily. As soon as the door closed, Mana crossed his arms.

"Really Allen?" Neah mumbled, sighing in defeat.

"It's not my fault he's infuriating." Allen replied, taking another bite of his apple angrily. "He was being an ass."

"You've just gotta take it silently. Reacting like that only gives him what he wants."

"Yeah, not reacting like that did so well last time." he snapped. "I'm not going to apologize. He deserved to be knocked down a peg-"

"He's an alpha. Your an omega, you should treat him with respect," Mana told him gently.

"It doesn't matter how much respect I give him. He's still going to be a fucking asshole."


Kanda ignored him fathers rambling as he drove home. "Yuu, you can't always be rude! You probably hurt his feelings!"

"Good," Kanda mumbled.

"You don't know his situation, Kanda. You don't know what he's been through. You can't treat people like that without knowing their story."

"Do you know?"

"Know what?"

"What that beansprout's deal is,"

"Well... I do but that's personal information."

Kanda clicked his tongue loudly.


I hope you enjoyed! I'm so happy to be finally writing again!