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Ahhh this chapter was so great~ I actually got to hear this before I read it since read it to me as a bed time story at like 1 am a few days ago XD I'm surprised I remembered as much of it as I did honestly haha. Anyway give her mad props guys! This chapter was hella mmkay. Please drop a review and good luck on all your finals! We believe in you! Fighting!

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Lavi had stepped out of his apartment with a hefty yawn at around 12:23 pm with the intent of going out to grab some lunch at a restaurant somewhere along Lonsdale. Now Lavi being rather exhausted from not getting home from work at around 3:30 am and had probably only gotten about three and a half hours of sleep that night, could cook just fine, and would have probably made himself a lazy lunch, but today was just one of those days where he decided that he was going to be lazy, but so lazy as to that he wouldn't leave the house. Plus, Lavi had had a lot of things on his mind for the past little while, and for some reason, even the beautiful view that he had from his apartment couldn't clear his mind, so maybe going out for a walk and having a nice meal would help with his thoughts.

Lavi had not really been having the greatest past few weeks, and all of the things that had been going on in his life ever since he joined the Black Order were beginning to stress him out, a lot. Lavi wondered for a while if joining the Black Order had really been worth it if it was just going to cause him this much stress, but if anything, the great people that worked there were what probably made up for it.

But what was Lavi so stressed about you ask? Well, first off, there was the whole Allen's evil Ex-Boyfriend thing. Although he hadn't shown up ever since, and it had been almost four weeks from when he last saw him, Lavi still wondered who'd be so fucking cruel as to hurt Allen. And he was talking about Allen of all people! Ally had never done anything wrong in Lavi's books, so whoever that guy was, he was going to get the worst bloody nose of his fucking life to show just how angry Lavi was at him for doing that. And it really wasn't fucking helping that Lavi was under huge amounts of sexual tension whenever he was around the white-haired male nor did fucking asking him who his evil Ex was, not that he ever got an answer anyway.

These two things had managed to keep the beautiful thing known as sleep away from Lavi for about the past month, and it was beginning to take its toll on Lavi. He tried to sleep, trust him he really did, but those two things just managed to keep battling their ways into Lavi's head each night, one of them screaming about just how much he wanted to fuck Allen, and the other screaming about how he needed to help Allen somehow.

Now, Allen's evil Ex he really couldn't do anything about because no matter how many times he asked the teen, he'd never answer, and as for that sexual tension, he had been working on it, trust him, he had something planned, and he was in fact, going to try out his little plan he had later that night at work, and that little plan he had left a flutter in his stomach for no reason he could explain, but for now, Lavi needed to get some lunch, and that's what he was bound to do.

So, he shuffled his way into the elevator and onto the ground level, glad that no one had been using the elevator at the same time in fear that he would lash out at them in annoyance. He then stomped his way out of the building and began to walk up the street to Lonsdale Avn., wondering where he should stop for his lunch. After much slow walking and irritation from the loud cars beside him, he just hopped into one of the many sushi places that littered the street of Lonsdale, seriously there had to be at least sixteen in total, it was really weird. He had told himself one day that he was going to drive the length of Lonsdale and count every single one he saw, but today was not going to be that day.

He ordered a simple meal for one and ate rather quickly, somewhat angry at himself for coming at noon when he knew all the restaurants would be busy and not waiting just a little longer when he knew the they would be a little quieter. Wait, why did he even come out of his apartment if he was in such a pissy mood? Oh yeah, that's why.

Regardless, he did feel a little better after he finished up his meal and decided to leave for home, hoping to maybe slip in some much needed rest with some sleeping pills that he hoped to pick up on his way back before his work later that night. He made his way down the street, still only half paying attention to the world behind him, looking out for the drug store that he knew was near the end of the street as he walked, but part way through his walk, he painfully had bumped foreheads with someone on the street. Now this was actually a rather frequent happening, much of the time it was due to Lavi's limited vision, and sometimes because he just wasn't paying enough attention to where he was going. This time it was a combo of the both, but he really didn't expect to knock the other person he had run into flat on his back onto the concrete sidewalk.

The red-head instantly felt bad when he heard the loud thump as the person in front of him fell back while Lavi managed to stay standing, just tumbling back a little. Cursing himself for a moment at the pain beginning to run through his head, he winced, closing his eye for a moment to hold his forehead and scowl at the pain. During this time, he heard the supposed person he had run into groan from the ground as well. He lifted his single eye's heavy lid, peeking at the person he had run into.

Lying on the sidewalk in front of the red-head was another man, looking to be about the same age as him, short, wavy black hair rolling off his head under a light grey fedora, dressed in a black button up and black dress pants, a red ribbon with a black stripe running through it tied around his neck to keep his collar up. Wait, that ribbon he had seen it before… but where?

"Oh man, I'm sorry, ya' okay?" Lavi's mouth seemingly spoke for him as he peeked at the man below him, or 'Fedora Guy' as his mind had just so seemingly nicknamed him after the stereotype. The other man's eyes popped open, revealing thin yellow orbs that would probably catch anyone's attention, yellow eyes, that's odd. A small dot of a black mark under his right eye showed through the thick rims of his glasses as they began to slide down his face. Lavi held out his hand to help the other up just out of kindness.

"It's alright, I'm fine." His voice, oh his voice, Lavi swore he knew it from somewhere, was he a celebrity of some kind? In fact, this man's whole presence seemed familiar, but he just couldn't put his tongue on it. Maybe Lavi was just over thinking things because he was tired, but he swore he had seen this guy before. The man below him grabbed his hand as Lavi tugged him up back onto his feet, his hat in his hands, Lavi noticed that it had rather big velvet black butterflies glued to the sides on the hat, they having marking on them from each of the suits in a card deck, around four of them being glued to the hat, making them look like they were landing on it.

"Sorry 'bout that, I wasn't really paying attention." Lavi mumbled out, staring at the black haired man as he brushed off his hat before fitting it nicely back on his head. He really did swear he knew this guy from somewhere, he knew it.

"Its fine, happens to the best of us, right?" The man spoke out again as he brushed off his pants and shirt before finally looking up to the red-head. Lavi noticed there to be little cross symbols tattooed onto the man's forehead, only barely visible behind his wavy hair and hat. The man took a good look at Lavi once he was settled and suddenly smirked, confusing the redhead immediately.

"I guess so." Lavi mumbled again, the man before him smiling brightly at him. Lavi was rather glad that the man wasn't mad at him, it would have sucked for the overly tired red-head, but then again, this was Canada, it was pretty much impossible for anyone to be mad here.

"Well, if you don't mind, I'm going to be on my way." Lavi was still staring at him, trying to figure out where he had seen this guy before and was a little zoned out when he said that.

"Uhhh… yeah… sure," Lavi mumbled out, watching as the man began to step around the frozen red-head, moving on his way like he had said, but just as he was about to step out of his life, probably forever, Lavi quickly turned around, still looking dumb found as he wasn't too far away from him, "Hey! Wait!" Lavi called back to the other. The man spun around, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes?" He questioned.

"What's your name?" The man tipped his hat, smiling at Lavi in a way that said he knew something the redhead didn't.

"Tyki Mikk."

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Time passed on like it always did and Lavi soon found himself getting up from his wonderful slumber to the loud sound of his alarm clock that he dared to throw against the wall. 8:40 pm was what his alarm read as he slapped his alarm off, rubbing his face and accidentally losing his eye-patch which he was quick to fix so it covered his eye properly.

The red-head then stumbled out of his bed and quickly got dressed into some suitable clothing, packing up his back-pack with the costumes he'd need for that night along with his other essentials.

Soon he was out of his apartment door with a cola in hand for the ride there, hoping the sugary drink would wake him up a little for the two performances he had to do that night. He slugged his way into the elevator, once again glad that no one was inside it at the moment so he could enjoy the short ride for himself, but that ride was ruined rather quickly when Lavi's mind decided to kick him in the nuts, remembering something. Lavi's plan,his little but beautiful plan he had designed for that night and that night alone.

Now what was Lavi's little plan you ask? Well it was simple, make-out with Allen Walker, duh. Okay, so it wasn't that simple. Lavi actually had a plan for this after all, but he didn't make blueprints or anything. Lavi, ever since the first little sexual experience he and the white-haired boy had shared, had wanted to capture those lips of his in a perfect kiss, stealing away all the pleasure he could from the boy for almost no reason at all. Maybe it was lust? Maybe it was love? But he doubted that, it was most likely lust, but all the red-head knew was that he wanted Allen more then anything in the world at the moment, he wanted to kiss him, hug him, make love to him, you know, the things you get when you're drowning in a pool of lust, and he'd do anything to make it happen.

This lust wasn't the best thing in the world actually, it had been stressing Lavi out to almost no end, keeping him up at night, and making butterflies flutter helplessly inside his stomach like they were trapped in a cage at any given time in the day. So, it wasn't the best, and if anything, Lavi just wanted it to go away. Lavi had always said that if anything has been able to keep you up at night, then it's gone a little too far, not to mention the fact that he did joint performances with the boy which just made his lust grown even more and the fact that when Allen did his own performances he was such a tease that it made Lavi just sit there really badly wanting the younger in his pants, right then and there. Lavi had dreamed many times of that white-haired boy coming into his bedroom late in the night looking for some fun, only to have Lavi's dream body to move in rhythm to his as they did many things in his bed. Every time their faces would get close during a performance and Allen would pull that sexy grin of his, he'd inch his face closer and closer than needed each time, hoping to pull those lips into a kiss, only to be stopped by the next move of the dance. So Lavi needed to fix this right now. Over the past week or so, Lavi had created a plan that would hopefully get rid of all this wanting lust that filled his body whenever he was around the younger, hoping he'd just be able to get over this little obsession he had for Allen quickly.

Now Lavi had already kissed Allen once, when he had called him over to his house and they ended up having a little too much fun with a bet that ended in a soft kiss from the boy, but that's all that that kiss was, a soft and meaningless kiss, something that was simple and plain, and Lavi wanted something more then that, something much more than just a soft brush of lips. It was nice, don't get Lavi wrong, but the kiss had left him wanting something much more flavorful then what he had gotten, if anything just pushing himself deeper into the never ending black hole of a thing that was known as 'Lust'.

So, Lavi started up his plan that he had so proudly named 'Get Allen Walker To Make-out with Lavi Bookman Jr. 2.0' and before you ask, the 2.0 was there just to make it sound 20% cooler. Now, Lavi couldn't just run up to Allen at any given moment and smash his lips into his, no, that'd just be rude, and would most likely ruin the moment, so he had to think of something better than that. His first thought was to maybe get Allen to come over to his place and maybe just forcefully pound him against the wall and demand his lips, but god knows how hard it'd be to get Allen to come over to his house after that little drunken incident that Allen just didn't seem to want to let go of, and no way in hell was Lavi going over to Allen's house with that demon of a bird waiting for him there.

It was odd really, ever since then Allen had been avoiding Lavi like he was the plague, not including the one time he frantically called him to his place when he had figured out that they had gone to the same high school for a year and didn't even know it, but even after that Allen had still been seemingly… ignoring Lavi. No… Lavi didn't like putting it like that… avoiding him?… no, he didn't like that either… any way he put it he wouldn't like it, but regardless, Allen had been avoiding Lavi, only talking to him if it was necessary, even calling off their 2am breakfast sessions that Lavi knew he really didn't need to cancel, 'cause come on, who has plans at 4am in the morning, but even then he was cutting them much shorter than normal, saying he was really tired, or he had plans with someone rather early the next day. Lavi had accepted these excuses for the first little while, but once the white-haired teen had used them one too many times, Lavi began to suspect something. It hurt Lavi's feelings, it really did, it made him wonder if Allen actually liked him anymore, or if he even had some kind of friendship with him in the first place and that now was just the time that Allen was going to slap him in the face and say 'Hah! Just kidding!' and run off never to be in Lavi's life again, but Allen wouldn't do that… right? If Allen would just tell Lavi what was up, maybe he could help solve whatever problem Allen was having. Lavi thought it might have had to do with Allen's evil Ex as he called him, but if he was really as bad as to obviously hurt the younger, he really needed to talk to someone about it, but god knows he'd never do that. Can you see why all of this was keeping Lavi up at night, because if not then I don't know what else to say.

Anyways, so Lavi's thoughts of maybe taking Allen to his house were ruined and it seemed like Lavi had no other options. Well… there was always one other option. Allen had always offered a paid get away, that get away costing $60 per half hour, which to Lavi, wasn't really worth it, but Allen still offered regardless, bringing it up in the few times that they had hung out when Allen wasn't avoiding him every so often, only making Lavi laugh telling the younger 'I wouldn't sink that low' with Allen coming back with 'I could make you sink that low' and then the two would argue for the next twenty minutes over just how low Lavi could sink.
But, on one faithful night Lavi had noticed something that would help with his little plan. Allen, had once again, canceled 2am breakfast with him telling the older he was really tired and just wanted to get home to bed, big surprise, so Lavi, was stuck for the rest of the night, Allenless, and he had just finished up his last show for the night at 3am, had taken a shower and had packed up his things, leaving out of the thin staff hallway that eventually lead to a door out in the alleyway of the building, and a little farther down that alleyway lead to the staff parking at the back. Most of the staff used this exit when the club was still open as to getting to the exit, that was honestly much easier to use, because getting to said exit wouldn't be the greatest idea with tons of drunk people blocking your way when you were a stripper that worked there and Jesus no one wants to know what could fucking happen!

So, he had shuffled down the hall of the Order, looking down at his phone to check the time when he had tripped over something setting him off balance and making him drop his old glitchy phone onto the hard ground, hoping to god that it wasn't… shit… his screen cracked… FUCK! Well at least it meant he had an excuse to get a new phone that he really badly needed. He would have gotten a new one by now, it wasn't like he didn't have the money, it's just that he had never gotten around to it, he guessed now he'd have more of a reason to get around to it.

Shoving his now cracked iPhone into his pocket in frustration, he swung himself around, looking for the object he had almost fallen over so he could give it a good kick, or two, but what he turned around to see, was an open door, the handle of a broom hanging out of it, that broom coming out of a seemingly tiny room. A supply room maybe… a tiny supply room? Oh the ideas were beginning to come to his mind already.

His curious side took over as he popped his head inside the room to find out that it was a rather tiny room.

Lavi smirked.

Setting the fallen broom back up into the room, he closed the door, not needing to look into the room anymore to figure out what he was going to do next. He skipped out of the Order that night with an evil smirk on his face, it looking like he was going to blow up something anytime soon.

The next night when he had come in, Allen had canceled on him again, much to Lavi's liking for once, as when he was about to leave for that night, he passed by that supply closet once again, finding it closed like he had left it the night before, but this time, he had jiggled the door knob, hoping that the door would be open at all times so his plan could play out as he hoped, and to his liking, the door opened easily, no key required, and he once again hopped out of the Order that night with butterflies in his stomach and an evil grin on his face.

He'd have to wait until the coming week to set his plan into action for that was the next time he could walk out of the Order with Allen, and this Friday, this beloved Friday of December the 5th 2014 was the day this plan was to be set in action, and that's what left the red-head now to do nothing but have his hands shake in excitement at the thought of possibly being able to make-out with the white-haired boy.

Lavi had driven to work that night at a steady pace, simply walking into the Order a little early as he already began to count down the hours until he'd get to go home. Allen had come in a few minutes after Lavi arrived, asking if he wanted to practice their performance before it was show time, but Lavi just shook him off, saying he was fine, and settled for getting ready for all of his performances for that night instead.

His first performance with Allen had gone swimmingly and between their next performances, Lavi had convinced Allen to come to 2am breakfast with him later that night, perfect. The butterflies only grew in numbers as the night ticked on, Allen finishing up two other tease filled performances while Lavi only did one more, and soon, the time of leaving, had come.

Allen and Lavi had both taken their showers for the night and were ready to run off to their cars to some much needed 2am breakfast, or at least, that's what Allen thought, for the second they had passed that supply room, Lavi had shoved off his backpack, confusing the white-haired boy who was almost at the door. The red-head opened up the supply closet, only confusing Allen more until Lavi had grabbed Allen's wrist with a quick lick of his lips, shoving the white-haired boy into the tiny closet, the white-haired boy giving out one of the cutest 'Eeep!'s Lavi had ever had the pleasure to hear as he pushed him inside. Lavi shoved his body into the supply closet along with Allen's as he shut the door behind them, his arms slamming against the wall, trapping the white-haired boy in the room, unable to move. Lavi said nothing as his face inched towards Allen's until it got to his ear, giving out a sexy laugh as Allen whimpered, both of their faces flushing up.

"Hey Allen," Lavi purred, using the boys first name for once, "Guess what!?" Lavi moaned, causing the younger to whimper.

"Wh-What." Allen let out, stammering quietly in the dark room.

"You're mine!" Lavi proclaimed, and before Allen could say anything more Lavi's lips smashed against his, making Allen's eyes widen for a moment as his lips began to move sensually against his, it making Lavi feel like he could just melt at how good this had felt after such a long time of wanting it.

Allen stayed still against the kiss for a few moments, his brain still trying to process what was happening. Okay… so Lavi was kissing him. Was Allen dreaming? No… he couldn't be. Why was Lavi kissing him? Allen didn't care after a while because he soon began to melt into the kiss as well, beginning to move his lips against the others in a rhythm no one other than himself could match. Lavi let out a low and sexy purr the second Allen began to kiss back as he felt his arms fall from their place positioned against the wall and down to Allen's perfect ass, Allen squeaking slightly as he felt Lavi's hands on his booty.

Allen's own hands came up to circle around Lavi's neck, his hands beginning to grasp into Lavi's hair as they kissed.

Lavi was enjoying this, well of course he was enjoying this, he was making-out with someone, but if anything, Lavi was enjoying this just a little more then he should have. It just felt so right to him, like he really needed to be kissing this boy 24/7 in a closet. Okay, well maybe not in a closet 24/7, but you get the point, what he meant was that this felt right, a little too right as Lavi slipped his hands under Allen's shirt, his hands rubbing Allen's bare skin as Allen moaned once again against his lips. Why did it feel so right? Lavi didn't care, all he knew was that he was enjoying this.

Lavi allowed his tongue to slither out of his mouth as he licked against Allen's almond flavored lips hungrily, asking for the entrance that he craved. Allen purred out once again as he opened his mouth for the other, letting Lavi explore around his mouth, the red-head starting by letting his tongue slid across Allen's teeth, another moan escaping from the back of his throat.

Allen continued to melt into the kiss as Lavi's tongue played around in Allen's mouth, his slippery muscle rubbing up against each wall of his mouth and playing back with Allen's tongue. The white-haired boy let his own tongue play back with the other's, trying to get his tongue to slip back into his mouth so Allen could have a turn inside the other's. Lavi just continued to fight back, not wanting to give himself up to the other so quickly.

So, Lavi and Allen fought for the right to the other's mouth for a while, only ever breaking their kiss to take small breaths before locking their lips once again, kissing each other violently.

Allen got caught up in the kiss, suddenly forgetting that it was Lavi of all people who had been kissing him as he just simply got caught up in the act of pleasure, but soon, reality did catch up to him, and he was suddenly wondering why Lavi was kissing him, and for that matter, why was Allen letting him kiss him!? From what Allen could remember Lavi had simply pushed him into this tiny room of some sort, and before he knew it, his lips were on his in a hot passionate kiss. Now Allen wasn't really complaining about the kiss, he'd admit that Lavi was a rather good kisser, but ever since that little happening with those hickeys, Allen refused to let Lavi do anything else sexual to him. Wait… Allen had already slipped up once, when Lavi kissed him back at their old high school, and Allen could have avoided that, he could have just said no and nothing else would have happened. Sure, Lavi might have been disappointed, but nothing would have changed between the two. But the second those soft lips of Lavi had come in contact with his, he just couldn't push away, he was drawn to the other like a magnet, and if that was the case, maybe that was why he had done what he had that night in his drunkenness? Maybe… just maybe…

The kiss continued as Allen thought, he soon winning the fight for the right to top as Allen let his pink tongue slide into Lavi's mouth, Lavi finally letting his own tongue rest as the other kissed him, the red-head moaning out as Allen kissed him expertly, his tongue slipping and sliding across all the edges of Lavi's mouth with ease. A low purr escaped Lavi's mouth as he pushed both of their bodies closer in the tiny room, asking for more of what the white-haired boy had to offer. Allen answered Lavi's wants by deepening the kiss as much as he could, his fingers beginning to ghost up Lavi's shirt and begin to caress his skin with his bare hands, the red-head shivering from the touch of the cold metal rings around Allen's fingers, along with the touch of his hands on bare skin. The red-head continued to ask for more and more of the boy, and Allen tried to reply to all of his asking through whatever it may be to deepen the kiss, but soon Allen's body caught up with him, and he had to pull back from the other, his hands still roaming around under Lavi's shirt with Lavi's hands grasped tightly around Allen's waist. Allen panted as he pulled back as much as he could from the red-head, trying to tell the other breathless male that this kiss was over, or at least for now.

"L-Lavi." Allen managed out between gasps.

"Y-Yeah." Lavi stuttered back, his cheeks flushed a rosy pink in the dim lighting of the room.

"What was that?"

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"Okay, okay Allen! I get it!" Lavi roared back from the other side of table, almost choking on his tea as he sipped away the night at their favorite 24/7 dinner, the few people who were scattered across the dinner having put in headphones or left shortly after their late arrival.

"Are you sure?" Allen winked, "Because it's doesn't seem like you are!" Allen laughed again. Lavi took another sip of his tea, almost choking on it again because of his excessive giggling.

Lavi and Allen's special little make-out session from earlier that night had been long forgotten upon arrival at the dinner. Well, it hadn't really been forgotten per say, because the recent memory had been stuck to the backs of their brains probably to be never forgotten, and Lavi knew that this little event of his that he had remembered with his seemingly inhuman like memory was going to keep him up at night for a long time. After this kiss ended though, Allen had awkwardly broken apart from the red-head, deciding to try and forget that had ever happen and just decide to move on to the dinner for the night, but no matter how hard he tried to forget about the little event, it wouldn't leave his mind, and it left him with flushed cheeks for the rest of the night, along with Lavi of course.

But if anything had occurred as a result of the little session, it was that the two seemed to be… much more… comfortable with one another, and all throughout their meal so far, they had openly touched each other, which was something that they never really seemed to do besides their performances together. Even if it was a simple hand over another's as they ate, well not really as they ate because Allen ate like someone who had been fucking starved for months on end, but you get the point. When they flirted, Lavi would no longer get flustered, he'd just slap Allen on the shoulder, and play back with Allen's banter. Lavi hoped that his plan had maybe fixed something between the two instead of just himself, as he was simply trying to rid himself of the dreadful lust, and that maybe, because of this, things might go back to the way they used to be, with them hanging out at work, almost never seen without one another, and they'd go back to doing their regular 2am Breakfast like now, and Allen would come by at work just to see Lavi's performances and oh, just all the things, he wanted all the things back the way they were. Lavi hoped that a few things would change at least, all for the better obviously and some even for the muchbetter.

But there was one other thing that had been on Lavi's mind that night, and that was… did he possibly like Allen? Like maybe just a tad more than just a close friend? Like, Lavi understood when he'd have very sexualized dreams about the younger and him, and he was okay with that at first, because he was stripper after all, and he had even worked as a prostitute before, so why wouldn't Lavi want the younger all over him? But after a few too many dreams about his dear little Allen, and too many flustered mornings spent in a cold shower, he was beginning to question this little lust affair of his.

So, to counteract this problem, he made himself a deal, and this deal was the following, if Lavi's plan were to succeed, and he'd have made-out with Allen and most likely gotten rid of all of his lust for the younger, he'd be fine, but if his lust stayed, then he'd have a problem on his hands, and it seemed Lavi was the latter, and even after their little session, the strange tingling in his stomach and the pounding of his heart when he saw the younger still hadn't gone away… fuck.

"Yes, I'm sure Allen, now could we just move onto another topic already?" Lavi begged, hoping to leave this conversation behind.

"Okay, okay fine you giant twat! What do you wanna hear next?" Allen's English accent was showing again, Lavi loved it when that happened. Allen took another sip of his tea as Lavi leaned back in his seat a little, looking up to the ceiling with his hands behind his head as he thought of another question to ask, and when one popped into his mind, he looked back down at Allen.

"Did you ever do anything before you worked at that brothel? Or was that you're first job?" Lavi asked, leaning forward once again to get a better look at the younger while they talked.

"I used to be a clown." Lavi choked on air, causing a rather loud coughing fit to fill the small diner.

"What!?" Lavi wheezed out.

"Yeah… I was." Allen stated, his voice sounding slow and regret filled.

"Wanna explain?!" Lavi huffed out again, slamming a fist into his chest to cease his violent coughing. Lavi was able to get a good look at Allen as he slammed against his own chest, seeing that Allen had some kind of… far off look in his eyes as he took another sip of his tea. It was a rather… painful sight to see… almost like when he had seen Allen cry… maybe even worse.

"It's something I don't really… like to talk about." Now Lavi felt bad, he had probably brought up some kind of painful memories for the boy, and just ruined the rather positive mood of the date… wait hang on a second? Did Lavi just think of this as a date? Oh no.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Lavi reassured as he finally ceased his coughing, his voice hoarse and thick as he took a quick sip of his chai spice tea to wash through his now dry throat.

"No, no, I should tell you… you're going to find out sooner or later anyways, it's only fair."

"Look, Ally you don't go-"

"Just shut up and listen Lavi," Allen scowled, Lavi silenced immediately. "Look… Lavi… I'll make this quick but… uhh…" Allen took in a deep breath, "Look Lavi… I'll just tell you up straight… I… uhhh…. I never knew my parents." Allen spoke out, looking to be choked up about his whole dark past. Lavi knew that actually, Allen had kind of… screamed at Lavi that he never knew his Mum on… that night, but Lavi just decided to roll with it.

"Okay." Lavi spoke simply. He watched as Allen's left hand dropped from the table to his lap, rolling his shoulder as if to make the sleeves on his shirt longer. Lavi watched in curiosity, raising a single eyebrow to himself at the action as Allen looked deep into his tan colored drink.

"I never knew them… and I don't think I'll ever know them because I was given up for adoption… and I lived in foster homes most of my life… I never really knew what love was until I was finally adopted for the first time in my life by my foster Dad." Lavi stayed calm as Allen continued to explain, but on the inside, his heart was breaking for the boy. Lavi never would have thought that the boy would have been put up for adoption, but he was, and Lavi felt really sorry for him, the pain of not knowing who your real parents ever were is a bad one, and the worst part about this, was that he knew what if felt like. Lavi never knew his real parents, and he was simply raised by his Grandfather, but he wasn't even his real Grandfather, he was just someone he was passed on to… and that was just the worst.

"I'm really sorry Allen." Lavi mumbled out.

"You don't have to apol-"

"Just keep going Allen." Lavi interrupted. Allen gulped, continuing.

"My foster dad… Mana… that was his name, he was the first person who ever really loved me… and I traveled with him and his circus as a clown alongside him… but… but… it's…" Allen looked like he couldn't continue, his face moving from his normal warm smile to a broken frown. Lavi really felt bad now.

"Allen you do-"

"It's my fault he's dead." Allen let out, seemingly silencing the whole diner, though the two were really the only ones left inside besides the staff, who were usually off back probably sleeping in between coming out every so often to greet the few customers that came in and to check on them. Lavi sat speechless, unable to take his eyes off the younger.

"Allen… I'm really sorry I just-!"

"You don't have to apologize Lavi, it was my fault… not yours." Allen interrupted again.

"I highly doubt that Allen." Oh shit, he didn't mean to say that out loud.

"No Lavi!" Allen lashed out all of a sudden, almost slamming his tea cup on the table if it wasn't to be saved by his quick reflexes, "It's my fault! No one else's! It's mine! All… mine." Allen looked down as he spoke his last sentence, taking in a rather shaky breath, almost looking like he was about to cry again, and if he did, Lavi probably would have felt really fucking bad.

Lavi sighed, deciding to stay silent as Allen clenched his cup with a single hand, his left arm still draping off onto his lap, his breathing shaky and scared. An uncomfortable silence fell over the two, Lavi taking few sips of his tea as he felt it start to go cold, too emotional to ask for another pot of warm water and tea bags, he stared down at his lap, waiting for someone to break the silence, but a rather unpleasant reminder broke the silence in his mind, and he knew that now would be a better time than any to ask that question. He had a strange feeling that it was going to cause some more negative emotions, so he might as well do it while the mood was already set.

"Allen," Lavi mumbled out, this being one of the few times he had used the white-haired boy's full name, white hair… how strange.

"Yeah?" Allen wheezed, his lungs tight and his voice shaky as he let out his response.

"Do you know someone called 'Tyki Mikk'?" Allen's breath instantly stopped, and he stood up, slamming his hands on the table, his and Lavi's cup suddenly clinking against the table as his fist slammed against the cheap wood.

"I have to go." Allen spoke, his head hanging down as his white bangs covered his face, his breath sounding more shaky than it was before. Lavi bit his lip. He was going to say something, but before he could protest even a little, Allen had already grabbed his duffle bag and had bolted out the door. The first thing Lavi noticed once he heard the small bell on the diner's door slam shut, the glass in the door rattling at the obviously hard shut of the door, was the small damp drops staining the carpet trailing out to the door.

That was the second time Lavi had made Allen cry.

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here, and holey sweet baby jesus on a motorbike this chapter took me a while.
Okay, first off, I want to say sorry for the long wait for the last chapter. Veridian has been very busy for the past little while and wasn't really able to get much done, and I really didn't want to rush her, so I wrote this chapter while she was busy to make up for lost time. I hope we can go back to more regular updating basis once the winter break kicks in, and we both get out of school on the 19th mind you.

But anyways, this chapter took me a while since I just really wrote this in lots of short writing busts, 'cause every time I seemed to start writing it was always like 5 minutes before I had to got to bed! I'm rather glad about how this chapter came out though, I'm really excited to write my next chapter though, but I won't tell you why, all I'm saying is that I'm excited.

And one little quip here, that closet scene, yeah that one, I've been waiting to write that since I did mention a rather steamy make-out session in a closet back in and I kinda wanted to write it, but by the time I wanted to write it, it was already too late. I kind of wanted to make it a bonus chapter, but once I started writing this, I decided to shove the idea in here, it was too great to pass up anyways.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and me and Veridian hope to get back to updating on a more regular basis. Please leave a review telling us how we're doing, it really helps us out! Thanks a bunch for sticking around guys! Well, until then,

Best Wishes,

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