I have not been working on this for a while. I also feel this is my least developed story. So, I started on this chapter. Enjoy!

No review-reply because I'm too lazy.

By the way, some people might have been confused as to whether or not Lavi was hoping Kanda and Allen would get together. The answer is no because he's not particularly interested in them getting together so much as the plot moving smoothly. Also, he doesn't have any feelings for Allen as of yet, so yeaaah.

Chapter 4 – Eh? Fan-Service Club?

Allen awoke to the sound of birds chirping and Lavi's face. He hazily recalled that he was now in the Black Order Dormitory… Wait back up one second. Lavi's face?

Lavi grinned, "Morning!"

Blinking two times, Allen then let out a small 'Gyaaaaah!' as he punched Lavi out of reflex.

"OOFF!"

Lavi went spiraling to the other side of the room, stopping once he hit a wall with his face. He slowly slid to the ground, moaning in pain.

Allen then registered that he had just punched Lavi. Quickly getting out of bed, he ran over to Lavi, apologizing profusely, "A-Ah! Lavi-sempai, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, it was out of reflex, are you hurt, is anything broken—mffph!"

His wild train of thoughts and words were cut short by Lavi covering his mouth. Lavi laughed (blood dripping down his forehead), "Whoa, chill there beansprout. I told you already to just call me Lavi. Formalities aren't my thing, you know?"

Taking his hand away, Allen blinked rapidly, "You're not mad at me for punching you?"

Lavi said, "Erm, a little for hitting my sexy face, but otherwise I'm cool." He grinned (Allen noticed a missing tooth), "Yuu's put me through worse." He got up, "Now, let's get you ready for your first day at school!"

Allen followed suit, eyes sparkling eagerly, "Ok!" He had completely forgotten to ask Lavi why his face was so close to Allen's in the first place, but in the back of his mind, he wrote it off as one of Lavi's eccentric quirks. He called out, "Timcanpy!"

The golden ball flew out from behind Allen's pillow and landed on his shoulder. Allen smiled and pet him, "Come on, we're going out."

Lavi commented, "That thing still amazes me every time.

Allen said, "Timcanpy's a boy. Don't call him a thing or he'll get mad and bite." Allen pulled Timcanpy's lips up to reveal rows of razor sharp teeth.

Lavi gulped and said, "Gah! I'll keep that in mind."

Allen looked around and realized Kanda was nowhere to be found. He asked, "Where's Kanda-sempai?"

Lavi grinned, "Kanda always gets up at five in the morning to do his daily mediation and warm-up. Don't worry about him; he's almost never in the dorm."

Allen huffed, "I wasn't worried, just curious."

Lavi said, "Right, right. Anyways, let's go eat, ok?"

Allen's eyes lit up at the mention of food. He chirped, "Let's hurry up then!"

…

The two were in the school cafeteria, surrounded by the buzz of people talking.

Lavi stared in shock as he watched Allen devour his seventh plate of food. He wondered, 'How the hell does he eat that much… AND WHERE THE HELL DOES IT GO?'

Allen looked up at Lavi, "Hm? What's wrong?"

Lavi shook his head and grinned falsely, "Nothing."

Allen glanced at Lavi's plate of food, "You haven't touched your plate."

Lavi looked down and said, "A-ah, I'm not really hungry today."

Allen asked, "Then do you want me to finish it?"

Lavi exclaimed, "Eh? You still got room for more?"

Allen smiled cheerfully, "It's been a while since I've sat down and enjoyed a meal so I want to make this last as long as possible!"

Lavi asked, "Did you and Cross not have a lot of time to relax?"

Allen replied, gloom sinking into his voice, "Not really, we're usually running away from his debt collectors, so we're constantly on the move." At this point, he began to stab the pancakes brutally, remembering the crap Cross had put him through.

Lavi said, "A-ah, sorry for asking Allen. No need to take it out on your pancakes." He glanced at the clock and stood up, "Whaddya know, it's almost time for school." He grabbed Allen's hand, "Come on, let's get going."

Just as he opened the door, they saw Lenalee, who was about to knock on the door. She exclaimed, "Ah, Lavi, Allen-kun! Good thing I caught you guys before you left."

Allen asked, "Eh, Lenalee? What's the matter?"

Lenalee said, "I'm not sure why, but Nii-san asked that you two come see him in his office. Kanda is already on his way there."

Lavi said, "Kanda's going also?"

Lenalee said, "I have no clue what Nii-san wants but it involves all three of you." She sighed, "I just hope he's not planning something stupid."

…

Komui said cheerfully when he heard the door open, "My sweet, dear Lenalee! Welcome back!"

Lenalee said, "Thank you, Nii-san. I brought Allen and Lavi with me like you asked."

Komui got up and gave Lenalee a hug, "Thank you Lenalee, you're always so helpful!"

Lavi and Allen walked past Komui and Lenalee into the office. Lavi commented, "I wonder if he's actually in love with Lenalee or just has a huge brother complex."

Allen whispered back, "It's complicated." He then noticed Kanda and immediately, the mood soured.

Kanda said, "Che, the beansprout is here also?"

Allen smiled (though it was obviously strained), "That's no way to start a conversation, though I shouldn't expect any less from an idiot like yourself."

A few seconds of glaring passed before Lenalee intervened, "Oi, stop it and listen to what Nii-san has to say, ok?"

Komui beamed, "Lenalee, you're so strong yet kind!"

Kanda snapped, "Enough of your stupid love-fest. Tell us the reason we're here!"

Komui glared at him, "Don't interrupt me when I'm praising Lenalee!"

Lenalee said, "Nii-san, please hurry up and get to the point. School is starting soon."

Komui said, "Oh, of course Lenalee, I apologize. Anyways, Allen, Kanda, Lavi, you three are now part of the Fan-service club!"

". . . Eh?" Allen blinked.

Komui smiled, "That is all for now, come back here later so—"

Kanda glared, "Hold up! What the fuck are you saying? Are you drunk or something?"

Komui said huffily, "I'm not joking! You three will be forming the Fan-service club in order to raise money for this school."

Lavi waved his hand, "Wait, wait, what the hell is a Fan-service club?"

Komui said, "Isn't it obvious? It's a club dedicated to giving out fan-service. You know, doing things like cosplaying, cross-dressing, or taking shirtless photos then selling them—"

Allen held up a hand, "Um, back up a moment please Komui-san. This sounds a lot like prostitution . . ."

Komui waggled his finger, "No, no, Allen-kun, this is much cleaner. Our target is to make money off the female audience by providing them with a window to their fantasies!"

Kanda growled, "What did you smoke before coming up with this retarded idea?"

Komui huffed, "It is not stupid! It's brilliant! Why do you think host clubs make so much money? We'll be swimming in cash before you know it."

Lavi said, "But what's the need? The school's already pretty loaded with funds. It's not as if we need the money."

Komui said, "Well, duh, the school doesn't need it. The profits will go to me so that I can make a whole army of Komurins!" He waved his arms in the air in a grandiose manner, expecting a positive reaction. He was met with silence.

Finally, Kanda spoke, his eye twitching, "Are you saying that you're going to whore us out so you build your fucking stupid robots? Sorry but I decline."

Lavi whispered to Allen, "Remind me to get Yuu a reward later. I can't believe he hasn't pulled out his katana already. This is some serious self-control on his part."

Allen whispered back, "You call that self-control?"

Komui glared, "They're not stupid at all!"

Kanda said, "There's no way I'm agreeing to this crap!"

Just as he was about to turn away, Komui said, ". . . If you agree to help, I'll allow you to skip your trigonometry classes and give you an automatic passing grade."

At this Kanda froze. Trigonometry was his worst subject, and if he failed it, he would be forced to drop out of the kendo club. It was a very tempting offer, but not enough to win Kanda over. He said, "It'll take more than that to get me to join your stupid club."

Komui said, "Oh, there's more than that. If each of you join, you'll get free coupons for all-you-can-eat to any restaurant of your choice each month."

Allen immediately said, "I'm in!"

Komui turned to Lavi, "And you'll get all the girl's attentions. They'll be throwing themselves at you, just like a celebrity. Not to mention you get a fraction of the sales you rake in."

Being the pervert Lavi was, he said, "Strike! I'm in also!"

Kanda considered it for a bit. Seeing as he wasn't exactly a rich student, he couldn't afford to go to the best soba restaurants in town. But with this . . . and the added Trigonometry bonus . . . He said, "Fine, I'm in but I'm not fucking cross-dressing. Got that?"

Komui laughed, "Yes, yes, it's all good."

And with that, their filled-with-fangirls-squealing fates were sealed with a pretty pink ribbon.

…

The Real Reason Lavi's Face was so Close to Allen's

Lavi stretched, yawning loudly as he turned his alarm clock off. He got up and walked to the bathroom. He always got up early in the morning, so he was already wide awake. Letting the water run, he picked out his clothes for school. He glanced at Allen, who was still asleep. He thought, 'I'll wake the little guy later if he doesn't get up.' With that, he went to take his shower.

…

Lavi came out the bathroom, a cloud of steam following him. He rubbed his wet hair and shook it once. He glanced over at Allen, 'He's still asleep?' He sighed and walked over to Allen. Putting his hands on either side of Allen, he started to say, "Allen, wa—" He was then distracted by the scar on Allen's face. Something about it changed . . . Was the star-shape getting darker? His eyes traced the outline of the scar from the tip of the pentacle down to the zig-zag. He then stopped and found himself looking at Allen's lips.

They were unusually smooth and soft-looking for a male. Without the scar on his face, Allen would probably look like the ideal picture of a Sleeping Beauty. Everything about him was white, from his hair to his skin to his personality. It felt as if he could disappear at any moment with a flash of light. But with the scar, he seemed more . . . tangible and realistic.

Lavi was too deep in thoughts to notice that Allen's eyes were slowly opening. Lavi heard a little noise and looked up into Allen's bleary eyes.

". . ."

"Morning!"

"GYAAAAH!"