The thud echoed through out the order as the exorcist fell against the tiled floor. His hair fell around him as he the world grew dark. "Oh my goodness! Is he ok?" Komui asked. Reever checked his pulse and felt Kanda's forehead. "Pulse is fine, but it seems Kanda's got a high fever. Just like him to ignore it until something like this happens." he said, grabbing a wet paper towel to pat on Kanda's forehead. Lavi stepped up, "Don't worry, I'll bring him to his room." Lavi said quietly. A hand dropped on his shoulder as Lenalee stepped forward. "But this is your party, please, we don't want you to miss out" she offered. Shaking his head, Lavi picked Kanda up. He was even lighter than he looked. "No, I've got him. I'll be right back, don't worry, please. I'll just lay him to rest and then I'll be right back"

Kanda's body was limp as Lavi navigated through the corridors. Kanda's room was 112. He turned at the "100 and up" corner. He paused as Kanda started huffing, and his cheeks were flushed. The red head looked down sadly. This was the only way to tell you. I'm sorry I laced your drink. Finally arriving at room 112, Lavi gently placed his partner onto the bed. The drug induced a fever, causing Kanda to suddenly faint. Lavi untied the elder man's hair and dabbed him with a wet towel. Kanda huffed and gasped, turning for air. He wasn't in serious pain, the lotus would kick in soon and heal him. Lavi decided to quickly do what he'd planned.

Leaning over to Kanda, who was struggling for consciousness, he whispered gently into his ear. "Yuu-chan, it's me. Ikari" he started. The older male seemed to respond and tried desperately to move. The drug prevented him from moving and Kanda thought he was hallucinating. "Yuu-chan, you're so close. I'm so close, why can't you see me? " he asked. Watching closely, he saw the swordsman's mouth move silently, mouthing "Ikari"

Placing a hand over Kanda's forehead, Lavi held back tears as he continued. "Yes, Kanda. Ikari. You're so close, open your eyes. I'm waiting for you". Starting to regain consciousness, Kanda drew enough strength to mutter "Ikari, Ikari" between long gasping breaths. The red head wiped a tear from his green eye and left the room. Starting to close the door behind him he looked over as the mumbles for Ikari became pleading screams.

"I'll always be waiting for you, Yuu-chan". The door clicked as Kanda's screams became louder. "Ikari! Ikari, no! Please" he pleaded. Tossing from side to side, Kanda's arms banged against the wall. "Ikari, don't go. N-no, I can't. Please, help me Ikari!"

Lavi couldn't help it, Kanda's screams repeatedly pierced him as he walked down the hall. Like a mother waiting for her child to soothe itself, Lavi slowly trudged away from his screaming partner. And soon, as if in rhythm to his screams, tears poured from Lavi's eyes. Dripping through his hands and seeping through his eye patch, the tears refused to stop. In a matter of seconds, Lavi was crying on his knees, praying for his friend to be a peace.

Kanda's screams ripped violently through him. His heart threatening to burst and shatter into millions of pieces. "Ikari, no! I l-" he said abruptly. His eyes snapped open and he looked around the room. No one was there. Drenched in a cold sweat, Kanda stood up. "He's not...here" he mumbled. Finally realizing where he was he started to question himself. "Wasn't I just at the party?" he asked to no one, cleaning himself up.

Meanwhile, Lavi returned to the party and was once again mingling. In the brief period of time he was crying, the bookman in training did a good job in covering it up. "How's Kanda?" Reever asked, waltzing over. Turning towards the supervisor he nodded a bit. "Ok. I'd have to say the fever has peaked. It looks like he's recovering remarkably fast."

Reever gave a small hum. "Well, Kanda has the lotus that heals his every wound so quickly it's almost superhuman.". Bookman was out that day, returning to see the party he scowled in disagreement. "Lavi!" he called, motioning the boy over. Quickly excusing himself, the red head rushed over to his teacher. "Lavi, what's all this?" he said sternly. Lavi felt his heart drop. "They all surprised me with a welcome party. What was I supposed to say?" he answered. Bookman lowered his voice considerably. "I was walking past Kanda's room earlier." he said, quirking and eyebrow up. Lavi's heart skipped a beat, and he began feeling anxious. "I was wondering if you knew why Kanda was screaming repeatedly for Ikari." Bookman interrogated.

"I…don't know" Lavi lied. Bookman's eyes grew intensely angry. "Don't lie to me, Lavi!" he hissed. "You're starting to forget your place. Don't try and provoke memories of yourself that are embedded into that kid's memory." Lavi looked down at his feet in shame. "Sorry , sir" he apologized. Bookman left before Lavi had a chance to explain.

The red head trudged into the corner and sat for a while, watching the party. "Looks like you need a drink" a voice sounded

"K-Kanda?" Lavi said, turning to find the exorcist leaning against the door frame. "Rough argument I presume?" he asked. Kanda had been observing the argument since he arrived, but was unable to hear the conversation due to the intense cheers coming from the drinking contest. Lavi nodded. "Yes. But everyone fights with their master now and then"

Kanda shook his head "Not really. My Master avoids fighting with his pupils at all costs" he stated with a twang of annoyance. Lavi thought for a moment. "Tree hugger?"

"No, Art lover." The day dwindled down and the party became more and more worn down. "Ok! Ok!" Komui said, raising his hand in the air, "The sleeping game. Who ever can sleep the longest into tomorrow morning gets the last piece of strudel." He said shortly before collapsing into a deep sleep