Ohmegosh,
et12356 I can't give that away at all! xD But thank you SO much for your feedback. It's really made me want to write this even better! Spasibo~.
OurPeaceableKingdom I certainly LOVE this pairing. I RP it and fell in love with it in a heartbeat! i'm gI'd people enjoy it. C: Thank you!

Lili was always too sweet to me, even when we were together. She had given me an icepack to keep on my stomach and was brushing my hair while Vash was out at the gym trying to get Bo- I mean Allistor's phone number. If anything, I felt worse than usual, and it would have been nice to have a demanding, rude, idiotic pep-talk right now. As if God had smiled down on me for once, in stepped my friend and my boss, who shrugged out of his overcoat and jacket. I noted with distracted thoughts that, though I had thought him slim before, he was actually very muscular. He caught my gaze and with a smirk had me avoiding his eyes, focusing on holding the ice pack against my aches and pains.
"Thanks for te call, Vash." He said, nodding to my friend who only put his jacket into the coat closet before stomping down the hall and into the kitchen. Allistor rolled his eyes and sat on the couch beside Lili, who said hello and introduced herself to him. I listened to their conversation about my hair for probably twenty minutes, my mind peaceful and clear and almost thoughtless. It was something close to an hour of calm thoughts and the sound of Lili giggling at some sort of joke Allistor made before my breath caught in my throat. "Lili…" I mumbled, turning to look at the small blonde with urgency in my voice and eyes. She looked at me with worry before nodding her head at my obvious command to leave with me. Allistor watched us leave, and I looked at him until I was around the corner and walking down the corridor, past the kitchen and up the stairs, Lili's small feet tapping on the hardwood floors behind me. Vash looked out at us from the kitchen doorway and I used my hand to tell him to leave us be, and he obeyed. We went into her room and I shut the door, locking it completely as I sat her on the bed.
"Lili." I stated, looking at her with a seriousness that was almost frightful. She stared at me wide eyed, nodding her head in question. "Yes, Nat?"
"Allistor is here. He knows where you live. This is bad!" I groaned, laying my face in her lap as I held tightly to her arms. She only laughed, patting my head. "All that means is that he can come find you when he wants to give you more marks!" I slapped my hand against my throat which only caused it to throb more, and I shot a glare at her. She only chuckled at the look before grabbing me by the hand and taking me back down to the living room, where I stopped cold. Vash and Allistor didn't look too happy with one another, and I couldn't figure out what had happened. Why was my voice so childish?
"Vash, Allistor? What's going on?" I sounded like Katyusha.
Neither one offered any explanation, but Allistor's scowl and anger made it obvious that he and Vash had some sort of argument in the few minutes I was gone. Allistor grabbed his coat from the closet and shrugged his arms inside of it, and I grabbed hold of his arm. "Allistor, what happened?" Though my voice was barely audible, I knew he had heard me. He turned and looked back, the hallway leading into the living room cut off from view. He kissed me gently on my forehead, before whispering seriously to me. I nodded my head in understanding. He left swiftly after that, and I stalked into the living room. Vash and Lili were on the couch with Vash glaring at the ground and his sister munching on some sort of sweet he'd made. I could feel my anger bubbling up, but instead of letting myself march off somewhere else, I grabbed Vash by his arm and pulled him off the couch. "What the fuck did you two even fight about?" I shouted, causing Lili to jump and Vash to flinch in surprise of my voice. It took him a minute to register that I had asked him a question before he growled, his poor temper rising as much as mine had.
"What? Why are you yelling at me? He's the one who got you kicked out of your damn house because he couldn't control himself and left marks all over you!" He retaliated, causing me to bite my lip in almost angry embarrassment. "I didn't tell him to stop once! I don't see why it's only his fault when I fucking enjoyed every second of it."
His face was priceless.
Then again, so was mine when he grabbed my shoulders and kissed me, harshly but briefly, and I was unsure of what had even happened. He pushed me away from him and stomped down the opposite hall, headed to his bedroom on the third floor of the house. I stared at Lili with wild shock and she only shook her head at me, grabbed my hand and took me to bed.

As Lili curled up on the bed next to me, she intertwined our fingers together, causing me to look over at her. She hadn't done this for a very long time… Not since her last nightmare. She curled up next to me and laid her head on my chest, making it nearly impossible for me to leave without waking her up.
She thought that through, didn't she? Though if I needed to go the bathroom, that'd be a completely different story. When I could finally hear her snoring lightly and gently from beside me, I curled out from under her arm and slipped into my clothes from before and put on my shoes. I looked outside to see that it was only near eleven at night, and I was going to be early for my little appointment. I crawled from the balcony that hung from Lili's room and connected to the large ornate bathroom down into the garden of their home and snaked my way through the bushes, past the pond and over the wall. I slipped from the top of the wall and landed on my feet, grunting when a small shot of pain made its way through my legs as if it had been welcomed with open arms. I ignored the pain and stood, looking back to see if Lili or Vash had woken up and followed me. I thanked my lucky stars and pulled my jacket closer to my body as I huddled down and scuttled down the dark street. I noted the street signs and the building names, using them to help me find the park I was informed of in this part of town. It was difficult, but after a half hour I managed to find my way.
"Well hello Nat~." He chuckled, flicking the ashes from his cigarette onto the ground before he threw it down and stomped it out.
"Privet, Alli." I greeted in return, willfully prepared to deal with his banter for such a nickname. Though to my surprise he only grinned at me and grabbed my hand from my pocket, and began dragging me away.

Allistor's house was huge. It was in the middle of nowhere, so that was probably why. It was made entirely from stone, not brick like many other houses. It looked old with the greenery and vines that grew on the outside of it and the wooden window shades and old cracked wooden door. He did not knock or unlock the door, as it was not locked in the first place. He opened it up and pulled me inside, and shut it behind us to lock the bolts. He threw his coat onto the floor beside the coatrack and took my jacket from me, placing it on the hook that had his name above it. That's actually kind of sweet.
Fuck, was I turning into some sort of idiot?
As if he had read my mind, he chuckled and walked further into the house until he came into what looked like the kitchen, and I trailed behind half-heartedly, finding myself wanting to stop and observe every inch of his home. Every inch of him, too, but I quickly shook the perverse thought from my mind.
"Hey Artie, we got a lady stayin' tonight. Think ye could her her somethin' t' eat?" I heard him say, and I scuttled around the corner and in through the door. 'Arthur' turned back to face him with a frown on his face, but it swiftly changed into a polite smile when he saw me. "Right… Allistor, why don't I go set up the guest bedroom and you make her something she might like. You know, since you complain that my cooking skills aren't as top-notch as yours are." He gave a polite bow to me as he passed, and I noted he was shorter than me, and had bushier brows than Allistor. They weren't as attractive on him as they were on the Scot. Allistor grumbled something under his breath that I did not understand and rolled his sleeves up to his elbows before he opened the fridge. "Allistor, I'm not hungry, though." I commented, looking around the large kitchen in awe of all of the décor. Somebody here obviously had old fashioned tastes, which I preferred to the more modern decoration. He grunted lightly and slammed the skillet down on the top of the stove and leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. I looked over when I finally realized he was watching me take in my surroundings, which caused me to flush. I had no idea why this man could get such a reaction out of me, but he somehow managed to make my heart punch inside my chest with beatings that no drummer would dare attempt to recreate. This raised that accursed smirk to his lips once again; I grimaced in displeasure at my pleasure of seeing such a cocky look on his face. He sauntered over with a swagger, causing me to take a hesitant step back from him, and this continued until I backed into the table, his arms barricading me from leaving the small space he had given me. I took a deep breath to calm my beating heart, but when he pressed his lips against the most prominent bruise on my throat, the pain was too pleasurable for me to keep a sharp intake of breath from making noise. My fingers clawed at the wall behind me, his hands moving to adjust the color of my flax-colored blouse and trailed down my collarbone with kisses and bites and licks, before moving back up and kissing my lips in a hungry way that made me wrap my arms around him.
"A-Allistor, stop harassing that young lady this instant!" I heard, causing me to scowl as my red-head ceased his "harassment" of my body. He only looked at me and smirked, seeing the almost hostile and angry expression I was suddenly sporting in response to his brother's interruptions. He grabbed my hand and led me away, and as he passed his brother, leaned down and poorly whispered "She's a fighter, Artie. Don' piss her off again or ya' could end up gettin' hurt." He chuckled, and the look on Arthur's face made me calm down, as it was horror struck. He lead me further into the house, almost to the back and up the stairs, which had a large "Do Not Enter" sign over top of the doorway. I arched an eyebrow at it, wondering if perhaps this was the part of the house that belonged to the deranged Scottish man and all of his insanity. When I stepped in and saw nothing more than alcohol bottles, papers, destroyed everything, and cigarettes, I knew my previous assumption was accurately made. I stepped over the fallen and broken glass of shattered Champaign and whiskey bottles, and he walked steadily through. He opened the large doors at the end of the hall and pulled me inside, revealing to me in only seconds what was his bedroom. He had thrown me onto the bed in a heartbeat, his hands shimmying under my blouse as he kissed against my neck and chest.
His lips grazed my hips and my breath was faint, my mind a mess as we had not exchanged a single word with one another. Silence was my enemy.
"Allistor." I whispered, causing him to glance up at me through his bangs.
"I think I love you." I croaked out, staring down at him with a face full of more expression than I remember ever having shown anyone. He must have seen something amazing when he looked at me, because he stopped his kissing and lay next to me, watching me as I turned my head to watch him. I'd noted earlier he was much more strong looking than I had originally thought. The damned man was furry, too. It didn't bother me at all, though, as I found it rather rough and attractive for someone with his personality. It simply seemed to fit that he wasn't a flitting "pretty-boy" walking around. There were burns and scars that littered his body, which I took great care in kissing until he commanded me to stop treating him so gently, though I slapped my hand over his mouth and hissed at him to shut up; he seemed to be perfectly fine with me kissing the wounds after that. He surprised me, though, from my thoughts when he pushed my hair from my face. He did not look cruel, he did not look cocky or sarcastic, he was not smirking- he was smiling at me in a way that made me want to curl into his arms and never move again.
"Well, what a shame, Natty," He chuckled, seeing the exasperated look on my face, "I know I love ye."

Athur woke up early to make breakfast for us. There was already two more males sitting at the table and laughing and joking when Allistor and I made our way down the stairs and into the dining area. Both of them glanced up and soon began making comments in some foreign language I did not understand, and Allistor snapped at them before pulling my chair out and offering me a sear. I took it quickly, thanking him in Russian before looking to the other two men with my cold expression. They looked down at their plates when they realized that I was not some sort of shy child. Arthur set a plate in front of me with a polite smile and said good morning, which I returned with a curt nod of the head. I was showered and dressed in something I assumed Allistor had bought to give to me for my birthday, since it was in a blue box with a silver ribbon. The neck was high on it and buttoned up- It was a deep round neckline that turned into a blue long sleeved dress with white cuffs. Around my waist was a white and black sash with a bow on the back, and I wore black stockings. I had fallen in love with the item the moment my eyes feasted on the beautiful material and color. I ate my breakfast moderately, attempting to be as lady-like and regal as possible. Arthur seemed to approve of me with how I was so calm and proper, while the other two males watched with boredom. I was starting to think I was in a zoo.
"If I really have to ask, would you two stop staring at me?" They jumped, and Al snickered in amusement. Arthur shot them death glares while I simply continued eating.
"I'm sorry, miss. Guess we shoulda thought about that more, huh? Name's Rhys, pleasure to meet you." Said the one with brown locks that were standing up every which way and green eyes that resembled both Allistor's and Arthur's. The other, with the gingery locks, grinned and pointed at himself proudly. "I'm Liam, pleasure to meet Allistor's girlfriend after all this time." The two siblings laughed heartedly, though I noticed Allistor's brow twitched before I scooted back, and with perfect timing. He wrapped an arm around each of their throats, causing one to hit the underneath of the table with his leg, making my orange juice spill all over the table. Arthur soon jumped up and yelled at the three, which only made the situation worsen tenfold. I grabbed my plate and ignored their fighting, nibbling on a piece of bacon that was overcooked, but not burnt. That is, of course, until something reminded me of something important. Allistor and his brothers were sprawled on the kitchen floor, laughing and heaving heavy breaths. There was playful banter and teasing between one another, their eyes closed and bodies sweaty. I took my spot next to the flaming haired Scot, and as he opened his eyes, he looked at me in confusion and slight worry. When he sat up, I found it hard to make the words form in my throat that were dancing in my head.
"I'm your girlfriend?" I asked, my voice faltering under the pressure I was putting myself under. Allistor, though, only grinned at me and kissed my cheek.
"Well obviously, lass."