CHAPTER TRANSLATION: Gracious hospedeiros "Gracious Hosts"
CHAPTER NOTES: Lalala~sorry for the delays. I had complete writer's block on this. So I went off and had some LUCKY RPness. Epic hotness, and I love my Tyki to death! Anyway, I had this chapter finished two days ago, but fanfiction was being a PMSing whore. :| I love and hate this chapter all at once. Tyki's dialogue is so hard to write. =w= But it has violence. And makes me want to do some rough smut between this two. Oh god, I'm such a perv. Anyway, yeah, enjoy. =w= OH YEAH! This story is now on DeviantArt! Under the story name. c:
DISCLAIMER: The amount of Lucky that would be canon in DGM if I owned it is off the charts. And if it wasn't Lucky, it'd be LaviYuu (My second Lavi OTP). =w= So really, does it look like I own it?

Tyki's stare was still fixated upon the redhead who was slowly gathering himself off of the floor. Lavi dusted his hands off on his pants, noticing a difference in material. It wasn't the leathery material that his Exorcist uniform was made out of. Why hadn't he noticed that before? A tired gaze downwards revealed a new outfit. The day jus
t kept getting weirder. Of course, this was Road's doing. She would have nothing but weird. He wasn't even sure he wanted to know how she had managed to get him into a different outfit. He had to focus on escaping anyway.

"Feeling lost, boy?" questioned the Noah, leaning against the door frame. His arms were folded across his chest. Golden eyes examined the Exorcist carefully, face twisted into thought."Say, you seem to be missing something. You're that Lavi kid, right? Bookman Junior? The one with the Hammer." There was a brief pause as though Tyki was thinking of something else to add. "Ah, that's right! Where is that hammer of yours?"

Emerald eye widened. Why hadn't he thought of that before? He had grown so accustomed to it being attached to his thigh that it was almost a part of him. Subconsciously, Lavi reached down, patting his left leg carefully, only to find that Tessei was not there. He couldn't figure out where it was, or if it was still intact. All he knew was it wasn't where it should be, and he suddenly felt completely defenseless. At least before there was a glimmer of hope, although he had been too disoriented to think about it. But now he was just like another human. In the realm of the Noahs, in the home of the enemy.

His train of thought was broken when the other spoke up once more. "No Innocence, huh? Guess it looks like you'll be staying a while then." Lavi didn't even have to look up to know the other was smirking. He balled his hands into fists. There was no way he was going to be staying for a while. A small bit of panic and pure adrenaline had thrown his body into fight or flight mode, and his Exorcist side told him to fight. There was no way he was going to be able to run other wise. He had to do something, attempt something to save his life. So he did the first thing that came to his mind. He lunged forward, fist swinging towards Tyki's face. His efforts, however, were in vain. The fist went through the Noah without touching a single thing.

Lavi didn't have time to remember the Noah's abilities because suddenly, his breath was cut off, fingers clasping his neck and squeezing just enough to constrict the air flow. Then there was a hand squeezing his heart just enough to make it hurt. And tears were forming in Lavi's eye because it hurt so much. It hurt more than anything he had encountered since he went into battle just days before. Long legs thrashed in vain for a few moments. He needed to free himself, he needed to get air back into his body. "If you keep moving, it's going to rip out, you know?"

The Exorcist fell still, arms grasping desperately to the arm around his neck. The world was blurring, and he needed air. He needed to breathe. He could feel his heart beat slowing, no oxygen getting towards his body. But then all the air rushed back into his lungs. A choked cough escaped his lips as his body tried to take in as much oxygen as it could. The redhead laid on the floor in a heap, injuries blinding him with pain, his chest feeling as though it were on fire. He couldn't see, he couldn't think. Just living was proving to be a task at the moment.

"You really shouldn't fight so much. You'll find that we are the most gracious hosts," Tyki finally stated, kneeling down next to the boy whose breathing was slowly steadying and whose vision was slowly coming back to into focus. "And you'll be much happier, and livelier," he added with that same twisted smile, "If you just listen to Road, and myself. You do wanna live don't you, boy?"

Lavi glared to Tyki, giving him an expression that clearly told him to go to hell. Even if it were possible at the moment, he was in no mood to talk.

"You'll come around," stated the Noah, rising to his feet with a shrug.

"Tyki, what are you doing with my dolly?"

Tyki looked up to see the younger looking Noah standing in the door way. Her arms were folded across her chest, and Lero was nowhere to be seen. "Ah, nothing, Road. Just welcoming him to the house."

The redhead didn't try to move as he listened mutely to the two Noahs exchanging words. If he didn't know better, didn't know what they were capable of or why there were gray crosses across their foreheads, he would have assumed that they were just like any other normal family. They seemed so happy, so normal. The thought of that almost sickened him. One had kidnapped him, and the other had tried to choke him to death. There was no way in Hell these two could have been part of a normal family.

"Well, I'll be going now. Have fun, Road," Tyki stated with a smile. He reached down and ruffled the girl's hair before golden eyes drifted back towards the Exorcist. Lavi was now sitting up, a look of anger pasted across his face that rivaled Kanda's glare. And it seemed to please the Noah for his smirk grew wider.

"I'll see you around, doll."

END OF CHAPTER NOTES: =w= Has anybody else seen the dub cast for the series? It's going to fail so hard, I think. =w= Maybe I'm being over-critical. WHATEVER! Did this chapter seem horrible? TAT And is it terribly obvious I'm dying to get to the Lucky-ness? TuT My fangirl wants the love~ x3 And I feel bad torturing my favorite character like this. I mean if you think about it, Lavi's probably in so much more pain than I'm writing out. =w= But I do love Lavi a lot. And this story has a really fucked up RoadxLavi (one-sided) under tone to it, I noticed. XD Or maybe that's just Road being overly possessive. Either way is pretty fucked up. OKAY, I'm done blabbing. Thanks again for all the reviews, faves, alerts~ 3