I don't own D. Grey Man in any way, shape or form. I'm just a fan of the series.

Hey everyone! I've realized that if I can get my shitload of homework done on the weekends I can update this at least every one to one and a half weeks. I hope you guys like this next installment. Enjoy, read and review always! ~Nonumaru

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A mop of messy bright red hair belonging to a certain Lavi Bookman roamed the streets of Indianapolis. A bright orange scarf that he wore contrasted against his extremely pale skin and dark brown trench coat.

"Okay, let's see… What do I have on my list for today?" he thought aloud. "I have to go to Kanda's apartment. Annoy Kanda. Annoy my buddy some more. Call Lenalee, and then annoy Kanda again. That sounds like a good plan to me."

Despite having the brain of a genius, Lavi really had the social skills of a five year old.

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The more two men sat talking to each other, the more Allen began to admire Kanda's morals. Yes, he was a total ass most of the time, but that was just a mask to cover up how much he actually cared about his friends. He was wary about getting closer to others; he could see that fact clearly. The samurai was constantly fidgeting around in his chair as if to get comfortable when Allen asked him questions about his childhood friends and people he used to know.

The conversation went like this for sometime until Allen realized he wasn't going to anything out of the guy just yet. He had to make a connection somehow…

A loud banging sound came from the other side of the apartment door. This abruptly startled both of the room's occupants. Kanda's eyes widened. "Oh god."

Suddenly the door swung open and someone barged in rather noisily. "Who is that?!" The whitette was obviously chilled to the bone.

Kanda sighed and shook his head.

"YUUUUUUUU! Oh I'm so glad to see Yuu!"

Kanda stood up immediately. "Don't use my given name dammit!"

Lavi then wandered into the living room, his coat now hung up in the closet next to the bathroom. He wore a tight fitting light brown shirt and jeans. A black eye patch covered his right eye. It blended in with the fringe of his bangs so it was almost unnoticeable unless one was close up. "Ohhh and who is this I might ask?"

Kanda scowled and made no formal introduction. So, the white haired man got up and introduced himself.

"Hello, my name is Allen Walker." He held out a hand to shake. "It is nice to meet you… um…"

"Lavi," the red-haired man said, beaming so that his smile reached his eyes. He heartily shook the hand offered to him. "It is nice to see that Kanda has a new friend."

Allen scoffed. "Well… I don't think that Kanda-"

"Oh my gosh I just realized it! THIS IS THE FIRST NEW FRIEND KANDA HAS HAD IN FIVE YEARS!"

Lavi's voice was so high, his last word peaked at the most unbearable shriek. Both Kanda and Allen had to cover their ears.

"We must celebrate! Get the champagne! Oh this is awesome." His hands flitted around like a bird.

"Usagi…" the samurai warned.

"We've got to call Lenalee and tell her the good news. Hopefully her brother doesn't have her to her knees in work right now."

"USAGI!" Kanda yelled. His eyes were ablaze with fury. He was so close to the intruder that Allen nearly thought he was going to choke the poor guy. "He's not…" the samurai took a deep breath in and heaved a great sigh, "my friend. He's my DDL sponsor."

Allen's heart clenched sadly.

Lavi's eyes were saucers. When he spoke next, he sounded almost guilty. "Oh, well then, I apologize." A sad smile graced the redhead's lips. "You didn't tell me that you were having flashbacks again Yuu." Lavi's tone was serious. He placed a hand gently on his friend's shoulder. Surprisingly, Kanda didn't shrug it off.

"But I bet that in a month and a half that he will be your friend. I wager ten bucks on it." Lavi's spirits were up again.

Kanda scowled. "No chance fucker."

Now the intruder turned his head to the white-haired man sitting on the couch. "You're just the cutest little kid aren't ya? I thought you had to be over eighteen to sign up for DDL."

Allen went beet red. This guy really had no tact. "Excuse me, but I'm twenty two years old."

Lavi released Kanda and put a hand over his mouth. He chuckled slightly. "Oh I'm so sorry. The hair really should've been a dead giveaway." He sighed. "Anyway, I would like to invite you our library next Saturday evening for old Panda's lecture on the theories of evolution, Yuu. Oh, and you can come too if you want Allen."

The samurai rolled his eyes. "I'm not going."

Lavi glared. "Yes you will. Remember what happened last time you said no to a lecture, what Lenalee did to your sad sorry ass?"

Kanda glared right back. "Che! Whatever."

"Um if I may ask," Allen said hesitantly, hating to interrupt, "Who is Panda?"

Lavi waved a hand nonchalantly. "He's like an old man to me."

Allen smiled. Being Kanda's friend did have its perks. He loved getting to know new people. Also, the whitette just happened to be a total nerd for Charles Darwin. "Why thank you. One problem though…" Allen fiddled with his gloved fingers. "What time will it be at? I have a concert next Saturday evening at six thirty."

Kanda looked over at him questioningly. His eyes seemed to say. 'You never told me you had a band or played concerts Moyashi.'

Lavi jumped up and down like a schoolgirl who had just gotten up the guts to say hi to her first ever crush. "You play an instrument! Oh how cool! What do you play?"

"Well I play the cello, clarinet, saxophone, violin, trumpet, bass… but mostly piano."

The redhead's mouth was open so far down that you could have stuck a fish in there. Kanda seemed to be suffering from an uncontrollable coughing fit.

Lavi broke the silence. "You must be joking."

Allen smiled dumbly. "Nope! It's the only thing I'm good at. I mess everything else up." His eyes were downcast for a moment.

Lavi headed over to the couch and put a kind hand on the man's shoulder. "Come now Allen. Let me cut you a deal. The lecture is at three. We can go see Panda, go to dinner, and then head to the concert. How does that sound?"

"Alright."

"Like I have any other choice, dumbass."

"Hey Yuu, be nice."

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As Allen headed home, he thought about what a nice day he had. He had gotten to know Kanda just that much better. A smile of fondness played on his lips. 'Maybe I won't mess this up Mana. I just have got to keep walking and see what the future has in store for me.'

Once the whitette had entered his apartment and thrown his keys on the counter, the letter he had received the other day caught the corner of his eye. Slowly he approached it.

With a slick finger he opened the yellow envelope. There appeared to be no return address on the front, only his name and the Noah's family address. 'Who could this be from I wonder?'

From the mysterious envelope he picked out an official document. It was a copy of what appeared to be a will cut down to just one section. A palm sized intricate silver cross slipped out as well. Under this was a poem. It was written in a language known to no one except the clown and his adopted son who lived on the streets of London not fifteen years ago.

Allen started choking on his breaths. The unshed tears that formed spilled from his eyes. His hands were numb. The fingers he held the papers with were complete jelly, unattached no longer to his trembling body. His façade he wore in front of everyone was slowly breaking apart. His mind was his worst enemy.

After five minutes that felt like hours, he began to read.

'The Last Will and Testament Of Mana Walker

I Give to Allen Walker, my one and only son this sterling silver cross. I hope that it will help him to never lose faith in his self or me, no matter how dire the circumstances.

I Bequeath 100,000 dollars to Allen Walker. This is so to aide him in following my instructions listed in the letter below. I want him to know where he came from and what his purpose is in this world.'

Allen could not continue any longer. His head swam with constant fear. Thoughts flitted in and out of his mind like a band of many swarming bees. The phone rang many times. He didn't pick it up, nor did he move, for he could not hear it. The only thing he could do was sit and struggle to take in a breath. He couldn't feel anything or see anything except his gloved hands and that cursed will.

A couple minutes later the door swung open with a loud thud and closed with a bang. Allen felt warmth engulf him instantly. He didn't know who or what is was, but he clung to it for dear life and sobbed his heart out until he was sore and to exhausted to continue. It took almost thirty minutes for Allen to retain his composure. Even so he continued to cry.

He still did not know who his savior was. The angel laid him down on his couch and covered his limp body tenderly with a blanket.

The will was picked up. A trembling voice spoke, "Oh Allen, what has happened to you?"

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*What do you guys think? I introduced Lavi. In the future another familiar character with come in to shake things up a bit. :D I really love the guy. Most of my friends have the same crazy personality as well. It is really a riot. I really hope that Kanda isn't to OOC. Anyways, see you readers' next time.*