WARNING: This is YAOI, boys loving boys, and uses pairings in the Lucky (Lavi x Tyki) and Yullen (Kanda x Allen) variety. If you aren't a fan then you don't have to read. Possible OOC but I tried to stay as true enough to the characters as I could. Spoilers for the series will show up throughout if you haven't read the Manga or watched the Anime. Also has language. You've been warned.

DISCLAIMER: Everything DGM belongs to Hoshino-sensei; anything else is mine including any mistakes or bad writing.

Last time in My Memory of You:

"Why is he creating them? What is his real purpose?"

The figure leaned forward. "To find him."

Now the continuation…

Visiting Time is Over

Lenalee escorted Lavi up to the 42nd floor of the Order and to one of the vacant penthouses.

"You should have everything you need in there; if you want any sort of food that's not provided, place an order with the kitchen and Jerry will fix it for you," she said as she handed him the room's access card. He noticed her hand tremble slightly.

"They'll be okay, Lenalee," he reassured her.

Her smiled thanked him. "If you need anything please use the room phone to make a call."

"Thanks but I think I'm just going to sleep for now; been a rough weekend," he answered smiling back at her.

She bowed and left him alone, closing the door behind her. He let out a large sigh and made quick work of discarding the black hoodie he had thrown on before leaving his place and left his sandals by the door.

The set up of the room was just like Tyki's and the thought of the man caused Lavi to stop in his roaming gaze. With all that had happened, he just now realized that he was in the same building Tyki lived in and that said host was just one floor above him. His mind raced from one thought to another until he blushed at remembering the things he had done with the older man. Putting a hand to his forehead he sighed and resigned to the blush for the moment, a slight smile of content curving his lips.

Shaking his head, he composed himself.

"I can't think about that right now; I gotta figure out where Bookman is." He walked over to the couch and sat down, pulling his phone from his pant's pocket.

Looking at it, he saw he had two new text messages and one missed call that had come through during the past twenty-four hours. Flipping it open he looked at the number of the missed call but didn't recognize it and ignored it. Then he opened up his texts; one was from the same number as the phone call he dismissed and the other was from Tyki.

Lavi sat for a moment looking at the two numbers, trying to decide which one to read first. Before he could make a sound judgment, his fingers were already sliding over the buttons of his phone to open up Tyki's message.

Hey Red, how's it going?

Lavi was a bit perplexed by the question, as he didn't know how to answer since some things he couldn't really talk about had happened. Not like I can say I found out about a secret organization and my two best friends showed up half dead on my doorstep. How the hell am I supposed to answer that kind of question right now?

The red head took a moment to think through what he could say until he came up with a generic excuse, one that he was embarrassed to use as it sounded like something a high school girl would say.

It's been a little crazy around me lately; sorry I haven't contacted you.

He hit the send button and waited, his knees pulled close to his chest as his toes hung over the edge of the couch. After a while of not receiving a reply, he figured the host was either still working or asleep so he decided to check the other text. But, as he did, the phone vibrated with a new message, startling him slightly.

Been busy, huh? Well that happens; I was just hoping I might be able to see you before our dinner date next week.

Lavi sat very still and wide eyed. Date…DATE? We're going to dinner, yes, but he's considering it a date? No wonder he didn't want me to help pay. Kanda was right; I AM an idiot!

He thought about what to reply back with once more. He couldn't go into detail about the actual business he'd been involved in but at the same time he really wanted to see Tyki but he was stumped at how could he explain that without sounding ridiculous or needy. It was true; he hadn't had an opportunity to talk with or see the man, and something inside of him really wanted to see him now more than ever. That same something had been pushing somewhere inside him for days as if to say the older man could somehow offer him comfort and he had finally named it: feeling. And this feeling was something he really did not want to even begin to think about because, as a Bookman, feelings were forbidden. Pushing it aside for now because, with everything he'd been through in the past few hours, he didn't want to think since all he wanted was to just be with someone and that someone was Tyki. That was a natural thing to want, right? And even a Bookman needs something like this to be human, right? His fingers went to work texting.

Are you able to talk right now?

He figured an ambiguous question like that would be the best reply to keep Tyki from asking any further questions at the moment about dinner or what was going on with the red head.

After he sent the text, he left the couch and threw on his sandals, thinking a quick stroll around the building wouldn't really hurt and he could convince anyone that asked that he was doing it for his job.

He shoved the access card Lenalee had given him into his pocket next to his wallet and held on to his phone as he exited the room, the small hammer of a phone charm dangling from it. It was too warm in the building for a hoodie and he didn't have any shirts with him so he just walked around in his sweat pants and sandals; his bandana held his hair up out of his face. And on top of that, it was almost 4am so any normal person would be sleeping and he didn't really care if he was out without a shirt.

His room was in the middle of the hallway so he turned to the right in order to go to the elevator. He hadn't taken two steps when his phone rang. Taking a deep breath, he answered it right after the elevator door closed and he pushed the button that would take him to Tyki's floor.

"Hello?"

"Hey Red." The silky voice that purred the words sent cool shivers down Lavi's spine.

"Hey Tyki. I'm surprised you called."

"But you asked if I was able to talk. I thought you might have been asking me to call you, am I wrong?"

"Um, well," he was failing at not letting this thing called feeling take control and it wasn't helping that, after hearing that smooth voice, that his want heated his body, "well, I did want to talk to you," he put emphasis on the word for dramatic effect. "I wanted to call you all this time but I've been so busy with work." Shit! I did not just bring up work again!

"You already mentioned that, Red. So why am I calling you at four in the morning?"

Lavi had a really good knack for two things: history and rambling. Clearly he was too preoccupied at the moment to think about history so he defaulted to the second thing he was good at. "Well, ya see, I've been so busy with work and haven't slept and the stress is keeping me wound up and with the accident happening and all I just feel a bit on edge and don't really know what to do since he's nowhere to be found; and on top of all of this going on, I don't know why, but, I thought of you and just happened to see your text from earlier and somehow found myself texting you back."

Tyki chuckled at the ramble, always amused at how the red head could just go on and on about nothing just to get his point across instead of being straightforward about it; he found it cute. "Is that so?" Tyki's voice sounded like he was holding back a laugh or smiling through the phone but it made Lavi happy and he let a small smile creep over his face.

The smile quickly faded as he came to a slight realization. "I'm not…interrupting…anything am I?" he asked, knowing that, as a host, Tyki sometimes would have to entertain customers and the thought actually irritated him but he couldn't say why.

"Not at all. I'm just getting in for the night, actually," Tyki answered, noticing the slight worry in the question and the hurt that was clouded behind it.

The elevator stopped, then opened and he exited, slowly walking down the hall toward Tyki's room. A nervousness came over him as if he were meeting Tyki for the first time; the thought of actually being so close to the host made his body react uncontrollably and he was hot with anticipation. His heartbeat sped up and he could tell his voice would break the moment he opened his mouth again. He swallowed hard to calm himself the best he could as he continued walking slowly and listened to Tyki's voice.

"Is everyone ok? I mean, with the ones involved in the accident?"

The question seemed to calm him slightly as it gave him something to talk about and avert his focus on his body at the moment. "Seems so; one's stabilized and the other's getting treatment of some sort but wasn't in as bad a shape as the other. But I can't go home so I'm staying with an acquaintance for a while."

"Did it happen at your place?"

"Eh, no…but there're certain things surrounding the situation that could cause problems. The officials told me to just lay low for a bit."

Tyki didn't speak for a moment, causing Lavi to wonder if he had hung up or something and his body to stop moving. It wasn't until he heard a concerned voice mumble something on the other end that he realized Tyki was still on the line. "Lavi, where are you?" the voice asked anxiously as if showing the sudden need to see the red head and make sure he was as okay as he said.

Before he could answer, he was knocking on Tyki's door. His hand muffled the receiver on his phone so that Tyki couldn't hear the knock on his end.

"Not again," a frustrated sigh escaped his mouth, "Just a second Red, someone's at the door."

Lavi tried to stifle his chuckle and when the door opened, he was pleased to see Tyki's surprised face and half naked body as well. The red head had his hips cocked to the side and one hand wrapped around his waist while the other held the phone to his face. A mischievous smile pulled his lips up in a small curve as his eyes gazed briefly over Tyki's body giving a quick glance at the dress pants hugging loosely at the older man's hips.

"I need to let you go, something just came up," Tyki said into his phone as he clasped it shut.

Lavi did the same, the smile on his face widening and becoming gentle; somehow just seeing Tyki changed his mood and relaxed him, his nerves completely gone as soon as the door opened.

"And what, pray tell, came up?" Lavi asked whilst smiling devilishly once more, his more playful nature coming out now that he saw Tyki so surprised and knowing that he had been worried about him.

"Uhh," Tyki couldn't form an answer to the question because he could tell from the smile Lavi portrayed what the red head was thinking. "Well, can't say that didn't at seeing you in this…manner, but it seems a lost rabbit just popped up at my doorstep."

"Hehe," Lavi chuckled as he stood smiling. Each man took the opportunity of the brief silence to give a long, slow glance at the other's half naked body with a predatory gleam, giving way to anticipation and hot tension that began to rise between them.

After the silent moment, Lavi spoke again. "I don't think we can get anywhere with both of us standing here in just pants; you gonna invite me in?"

Tyki moved aside, opening the door for Lavi. He entered and slipped off his sandals while Tyki shut it once he was inside.

"Care to tell me how it is you're he-" Tyki tried to ask as he turned around but his words were stopped as Lavi's lips met his own, the red head's arms wrapped around his neck in a split second.

Lavi pulled away, licking his lips. "I told you, there was an accident and I guess I wanted to see you more than I thought and ended up coming down here from my room."

"You have a room here? How? Why?"

Lavi just smiled at him mischievously, not wanting to divulge any information for the moment. He released his grip on Tyki's neck and made a beeline for the kitchen, opening the refrigerator to see what kind of food was conveniently hiding within the cool device.

Tyki just stood at the door, dumbfounded by what had just happened but he was happy to some extent, licking his lips to taste the lingering saliva the red head had left: tasted like pizza and beer. He slid a hand through his long, loose locks and proceeded to follow Lavi to the kitchen.

Lavi was too concerned with what was in the fridge to be aware of the older man coming up behind him. He was startled momentarily as Tyki's slender fingers caressed his lower back before snaking around and forming a locking clasp on the midsection of his bare stomach. The older man's chin rested on Lavi's shoulder as he pushed himself closer.

"Tyki, I'm hungry," the red head pouted.

"Same here, so let me have dessert first," the sensuous voice whispered in Lavi's ear before his lips consumed the crevice of his neck, leaving tender kisses up and down it.

Lavi smirked. "Now Tyki, one can do nothing on an empty stomach. I haven't had anything for almost two days aside from cold pizza and beer and I would like to just eat something else."

Tyki pouted and rested his head on Lavi's shoulder. "You show up here half naked saying you want to see me and expect me to not to touch you?"

"I didn't say you couldn't, I just said not right now." Lavi stood up and turned to face Tyki, giving him a little peck on the lips. He managed to wriggle out of Tyki's arms and place the strawberry jelly and peanut butter he found in the fridge on the counter top.

Making himself at home, he looked around the kitchen, opening cabinets and drawers to find the things he needed to make a sandwich...or two.

Tyki sat at a stool on the opposite side of the kitchen bar that joined the living room and kitchen, watching as the red head finished making his food.

The younger man took a large bite of the first sandwich and started looking around for a glass.

"Where're your glasses?" he asked after swallowing, taking another mouth full of bread, peanut butter and strawberry jelly after the words came out.

Tyki pointed to a cabinet to the left of the refrigerator. Lavi followed the direction, opened the door and pulled out a glass. Returning to the sink, he filled it with water and started to chug the luke-warm liquid. Once refreshed, he began to eat the last sandwich.

"So are you going to tell me what happened or am I just going to enjoy seeing those delicious hips walk around here, teasing me?"

Lavi gulped, swallowing what was in his mouth, his gaze never leaving Tyki's. He shoved the remaining bit of the last sandwich in his mouth, chewed, and took another long drink of water; wiping his mouth with a towel he found lying on the counter.

"Red?" Tyki kept on trying to get him to talk, his tone a bit annoyed.

Lavi looked at him sternly, a harsh glow in his eye, before making his way to the couch, ignoring the question. Tyki sat at the bar, looking into the kitchen and trying to figure out what was going on with the young red head, hands clenched into fists. His irritation was now taking over his mood, and he was pissed even more since his mood had been very good only ten minutes ago before the red head began ignoring his questions. His lips pursed in a fine life and his brow furrowed as he tried to think this through without getting too upset but being ignored was something he would not tolerate.

"You got an extra blanket?" Lavi questioned as he tried to curl up on the couch.

Tyki's reason snapped, rising so fast from the stool that it fell to the floor with a loud clank. He stormed over to the couch, grabbed Lavi by the arm, pulled him to his feet and then threw him over his shoulder. With a scowl on his face, he stomped to the bedroom with Lavi halfheartedly struggling.

"Oi! Oi! What're you doin'?" Lavi tried to fight but Tyki's grip was too tight and he couldn't get away.

"It's clear what I'm doing, Lavi," Tyki said, kicking the slightly opened bedroom door and entering inside. Lavi somewhat started to fear for his chastity and something he never though he would do, he did: he panicked.

He threw the younger man on the bed, slid in behind him, pulled the covers over their bodies and wrapped his arms around Lavi's body so tightly that he couldn't escape. The panic inside Lavi calmed slightly as he realized Tyki wasn't trying to do anything perverted, at least not for the moment, but just seemed to want the red head to stay beside him.

Lavi squirmed for a bit under Tyki's grip, which tightened further with each movement the younger man made until he stopped struggling.

"Are you done?" Tyki asked, his tone harsh.

The two laid in bed; their quiet breathing the only sound in the room. Lavi finally gave in to the older man and let his body curl into Tyki's, the draping covers fitting to their shape.

"Finished?" Tyki asked harshly.

Lavi nodded.

"I'm only going to say this once: I hate being ignored. If I ask something, I expect an answer and not this five-year-old tantrum bullshit you just pulled in there, got it?" his voice was firm and, to Lavi, a bit terrifying. "If all you need from me is to just hold you and be close to you, just say it and I'll do it no questions asked, Lavi," his voice gentle once again. "I don't care if you talk to me about what happened or not, but please don't act like that anymore; rely on me more." He nuzzled his face behind Lavi's neck so that his breath was beating hot against his skin, causing him to blush slightly at the genuine concern he didn't know Tyki had.

Lavi said nothing, letting his body do the talking as he pushed closer to the host; he sighed.

"I'm sorry. Guess I just got a bit overwhelmed with everything that happened and didn't know how to handle it and…panicked. But I did want to see you," Lavi finally said, intertwining his fingers with the ones that held him.

"Better now?"

"I will be. I just need to clear my head and figure out my next step and hope that the old man shows up soon."

"What old man?"

"Oh my gramps; he went off on business a few days ago and said he'd be back in four days. I can't really do anything without his approval so I gotta wait for him to show up."

"So what are you going to do in the mean time?"

"I guess just hang out around here and make sure my friends are okay."

"You mentioned an accident; do you still not want to talk about it?"

Lavi sighed again, letting his eye slowly drift closed.

"It's really not that I don't want to talk about but more of I can't talk about it. I wish I could but I can't," Lavi said, getting tired of having to say the same line over and over again.

Tyki freed one of his hands, raising it to Lavi's hair where he began to run his fingers through the red locks while taking a deep breath of the man's scent in and sliding the bandana off, tossing it over the edge of the bed before resuming his previous motion.

"Lavi, I want to help you but I don't know what to do; you have to be the one to tell me since I can only do so much."

Lavi turned over to face Tyki.

"Just being here with you, touching you, being next to you; it's enough," the red head said as he cupped Tyki's cheek with the palm of his hand, his thumb rubbing gently down the older man's cheek.

Tyki leaned forward pressing his lips against Lavi's and kissed him slowly, comfortingly.

"You really draw me in more with each moment I spend with you, you know that? I'm like a moth attracted to the flame, slowly circling it until I can touch it but afraid to get too close."

"But what if the flame wants you to come closer?"

"Then I'd be scared I would devour the flame and put it out."

"A flame can't burn forever, Tyki," Lavi said with a smirk on his face.

"The flame I'm referring to can, Red. I just don't want to chance extinguishing it prematurely."

Lavi sighed. He understood what Tyki was saying but it still didn't stop him from wanting more from the older man; what that consisted of, he didn't want to name it just yet.

"You look tired," Tyki said, looking at Lavi's worn out features from stress and sheer exhaustion.

"I am a bit; should probably get to sleep soon," Lavi closed his eye before settling next to Tyki. A few moments passed before a loud shout filled the room.

"Shit!" Lavi yelled as he jerked up in the bed, startling them both.

"What's the matter?" Tyki shot up along with him in a state of panic, watching as the red head fumbled out of bed looking for something.

"Where's my phone?"

"You left it in the kitchen." Tyki watched Lavi dart off the bed and out of the bedroom and then back in the door not five seconds after running out, his phone in hand.

"Shit! Shit! Shit!" he exclaimed as he came back into the room, phone to his head, listening to the voicemail he had received.

"Something wrong?"

"You could say that."

"Care to elaborate?"

"Where is it?" Lavi questioned aloud, ignoring Tyki's question once more while looking around for the landline. He glanced at the dresser and found what he was looking for, picking up the receiver and dialing the number Komui had given him.

"Hello?" a voice on the other side greeted.

"Hey, this is Lavi. I need to speak to Komui right now; it's about the old man." His voice, as Tyki listened, seemed to be shaking as he mentioned the old man. Standing from the bed, he walked over to Lavi and listened to the conversation, leaning his back against the dresser.

After a short pause on the line, Komui finally responded to Lavi.

"What is it Lavi?"

"I got a phone call and text message from the old man. I didn't know the number when I checked it earlier so I disregarded it but then just remembered it and looked at it. The text was from him, I know because it was coded telling me to contact him as soon as possible. According to what he said in the voicemail, he's in trouble and needs help."

"Does it say anything about where he is? Did you contact him yet?"

"No I haven't. He said something about a warehouse in a city six hours away from here. I've got coordinates to the location and can give them to you right now if you want."

"Okay; I can contact him for you, just give me the information you have. Hold on let me get a pen…go ahead."

Lavi proceeded to give him the lateral coordinates of the location on top of the name of the city along with the number so that Komui could call him.

"Is there anything else in the message?"

Lavi hesitated to answer because he knew Tyki was right next to him and didn't know what he could or couldn't say.

"Lavi, you called from Tyki's room didn't' you? Is that why you're hesitating?"

"How'd you? Never mind. Yes, that's why."

"I'm going to tell you something important so please don't get upset. Tyki is part of the Order, too, but his being here has a whole other side to it. You can say what you need to for now but please don't push the matter unless he's willing to tell you himself, alright?"

Lavi looked at Tyki with his Bookman glance, sizing up the man standing next to him as if to read right into his soul while Komui explained things. Tyki crossed his arms, waiting for Lavi to finish his conversation.

"Lavi?"

Brought back by Komui's voice, Lavi redirected his thoughts back to the problem at hand.

"Sorry. He said it was a manufacturing plant of some sort but wasn't sure of what it was. He was investigating under the guise of research but felt someone was watching him. And he was right. The voicemail wasn't very clear and all I could make out was 'the plant is still working…they're on to me…I might not have a chance…the enemy is strong.' He was cut off by some sort of interference that sounded like an explosion and the line went dead."

"I see. Don't get too upset and worried about this; you and I both know that him being Bookman, they can't harm him, at least for now. I'll contact our people in the area and send a team to do some investigating; hopefully we can find something. I am sorry Lavi, about finding this out the same day those two got hurt."

"It's ok, Komui; at least they're alive," Lavi faked his smile and his reassuring words, which Tyki took notice of. "You sure I shouldn't call him? I mean, I am his apprentice and all."

"No, I'll do this for you; you've had quite a stressful day so get some sleep tonight if you can. I'll keep you posted, okay?" Komui really didn't want to let on about the secret he shared with Bookman.

"Thanks Komui," Lavi said hanging up the receiver.

He let his hands rest on the dresser after ending the phone call, trying to keep it together. His left hand clenched his cell phone tightly, almost too much as it crackled like he could break it if he didn't let go. Tyki took it from his hand, gaining the younger man's attention once again.

"Now that you know, I suppose I should explain some things but I don't think you're in any condition to hear everything," Tyki turned to Lavi, reaching his hands to his shoulders.

Lavi looked up at him.

"Lavi?" Tyki asked, his eyes confused by the red head's flushed features.

In one fluid motion, Lavi collapsed.

"Lavi!" Tyki reached his arms out and grabbed the red head just before he hit his head on the dresser. He checked to make sure he wasn't seriously hurt through a technique he was asked by Komui not to use that often. Upon realizing it was just the red head being overwhelmed and probably exhausted, Tyki gently picked the red head up and carried him to the bed, tucking him in and then he curled up beside him, falling asleep with Lavi in his arms.

To be continued…

AN: Oh no! Lavi passes out into Tyki's loving embrace! What's going to transpire now? Hope you enjoyed it! As always, I appreciate your comments. Next chapter out soon along with a new one-shot…or two ^_^