(A/Ns: I HAVE DONE IT! AFTER 6 MONTHS OF FANFICTION WRITING I HAVE FINALLY DONE IT! THE FIRST TIME EVER! Kay, this is mainly for my friend who is helping me with the ideas for this, under the agreement that i'd include Elliot x Leo. So, that's what you get! Yes, this is the first time I have ever done this, and you can skip it if it really isn't your thing. I don't know how good it is tbh. I don't plan on writing another one anytime soon, but yeh, I guess this was something different. So, without further ado (that how u say it), enjoy!

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Warnings: eating disorders, yaoi and LEMON! THAT'S RIGHT; I WROTE A LEMON lol half of you probably hate me now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pandora Hearts or any of the characters)

~Chapter Ten: Misbehaving~

Sharon approached Leo and Elliot's dorm, preparing herself for the exaggerated drama which would almost certainly come from Elliot. She walked up to the door, knocking lightly before opening the door.

"Elliot, tell me without exaggerating; what happened?" she asked him.

Elliot was sitting on the floor, crossed legged with Leo's head in his lap, "He just collapsed!"

"What happened before that?" she sighed, knowing she'd have to coax the full story out of him.

"Well," he shifted, "We were sitting on my bed… then we walked somewhere else. We stopped… well, what we were doing, and then he walked towards the bathroom, and just fainted!"

Sharon face palmed inwardly, not even beginning to think about the never-ending list of activities which they could have been engaging in before the incident. Instead, she simply crouched down next to Leo, checking his pulse and moving his unconscious body onto his bed, "He should be fine. Just let him rest. I need to go and tell Lacie about Oswald and Levi… just wait and call the infirmary if he gets any worse."

Elliot nodded, waiting until Sharon had left the room before stepping over to Leo, running a hand softly through his hair as he whispered sadly, "Oh Leo… what's wrong with you?"

…

After about an hour of anxious and tedious waiting, Leo finally began to wake up.

The second Elliot saw his eyes flutter as he turned over and groaned he dashed over, standing by the bed and watching the noirette. Leo blinked his eyes open slowly, trying to sit up but finding he did not have enough strength to do so.

"W-what happened…?" Leo whispered, not even able to summon enough energy to speak properly as he placed an arm over his face.

Elliot sat next to where his feet were, "You collapsed, remember?"

"Not really…"

"Well… we were…" Elliot blushed furiously, "… doing… um… a-anyway, we stood up… and then you left to go to the bathroom. But on the way you just fainted." He paused, assumptions and accusations at the ready as he asked the other, "Leo… when you pulled away and left, you seemed… shocked, I guess. W-what were you going to do?"

"Nothing," Leo lied, finally mustering enough strength to sit up with the wall supporting him.

"Right…" Elliot raised an eyebrow suspiciously, but ended up realising that throwing accusations at him would only cause another argument, "Are you okay now?"

Leo gulped, feeling slightly nauseas as he nodded hesitantly, "Y-yeh… I'm fine."

"Good," Elliot smiled falsely, standing up and walking towards the bathroom, "I'm getting you water."

Leo nodded again, swallowing thickly as he watched Elliot stand up and proceed to the bathroom. He was only gone for a few seconds, returning shortly after. Leo held out his shaky hands, reluctantly taking the drink and sipping slowly from it.

After a few sips, Leo could already feel his fragile stomach trying to reject the liquid, rolling around awkwardly.

"Leo?" Elliot questioned, seeing as Leo abruptly placed a hand over his stomach and widened his eyes, "You alright?"

He shook his head slightly, cupping his hand partially over his mouth. His breathing became heavier as he sat up shakily onto his knees.

"Elliot…" he said, his voice hoarse, "p-pass me the bin…"

Elliot caught on immediately, hurriedly fetching the bin from across the room and placing it in front of Leo. He gripped the sides, a pained wretch erupting from his throat as he coughed up acid. However, once he and Elliot looked down, they were left completely and utterly speechless by what was there.

It was straight blood.

"Leo!" Elliot shouted, pulling the other's hair back as he continued coughing up the rest of his stomach acid, only traces of blood remaining, "What?! Y-you're throwing up blood?"

"N-no…" Leo dismissed, collapsing back onto the wall as he waved a hand lightly at Elliot, "'m fine…"

"No, you're not," Elliot declared, placing the bin on the floor and laying his head on the pillow, "I'm calling the infirmary."

Leo groaned almost inaudibly, "No… please don't…"

"Why not?"

"Because…" he gazed up at Elliot, eyes displaying nothing but guilt and sadness, "… never mind, do what you want."

He walked over to the door, pressing the emergency signal and waiting for it to be picked up. After a few seconds, the call received an answer.

'Hello? Elliot?' he could hear Lacie's voice on the other end, sounding as if she was very annoyed about something.

"Leo's throwing up blood… he collapsed about an hour ago."

Lacie sighed irritably, 'Uhhh… I'm coming now. I can't stay long though; I need to go and find Oswald and Levi soon."

"Okay… thank you…"

The two waited for Lacie in an awkward silence, Elliot refusing to remove his gaze from Leo, analysing every single one of his physical symptoms. Leo just faced down sheepishly, keeping his eyes fixed on the sheets whilst he picked around with a loose thread hanging off of his shirt as a distraction. He knew this was not going to go well.

After only 30 seconds or so, the door opened, Lacie stepping in and walking over to where Leo was sitting on the bed. She pulled out a first-aid box, and then turned to say to Elliot politely "Could you leave the room?"

Elliot nodded hesitantly, turning on his heel after throwing a faint smile towards his friend and exiting the room. Preferably, he would prefer to stay in there, since he knew how aggressive Leo could get when something happened against his will. Fortunately, he hoped he wouldn't have enough strength to take do anything too drastic.

He pressed his ear against the door impatiently, trying to hear what Lacie was saying. Unfortunately, all he could hear were muffled voices, and possibly a few quiet sobs. He prayed that Leo was alright.

Luckily for him, only a couple of minutes after, the door clicked open, and Lacie shut the door behind her as she stood across from Elliot and leaned on the wall.

"Has Leo been doing anything strange recently? Anything he shouldn't be doing?" she asked, her voice now sounding concerned.

Elliot thought about the question for a few seconds, "Well… he's been eating all his meals, which I did find a bit odd considering the circumstances… but, he's a very secretive person. I don't know of anything else."

Lacie sighed, "He's been purging everything. His stomach lining is beginning to break down. He's ripped apart his entire stomach at this point. If he doesn't start making progress… well…"

"Well what?"

"… he would die. His organs would fail from the lack of energy and he wouldn't be able to stay alive. As for his stomach, well… he'll struggle as it is to get better, but if something isn't done now, and if he doesn't participate in help as well… things could become irreversible." She paused for a moment, allowing Elliot to take in all the information he'd just been given.

"So…" Elliot said, astonished at everything he'd just been informed; he had no idea things were that serious, "What do I do now?"

"We can put him on a strict food diet. But since it's a breach of privacy, we can't put cameras in your room. The only thing we can really do is put blocks on the toilets and sinks, which would mean he couldn't purge. But these things are like addictions; they can be very hard to stop. You need to be there for him."

"O-okay…" replied Elliot, "Thank you."

Lacie nodded, checking her watch and cursing under her breath as she dashed off down the corridor. Elliot waited a few seconds before opening the door and proceeding over to Leo's bed, sitting next to the boy and brushing the hair away from his eyes. Leo flinched slightly, but didn't pull away.

"How much did Lacie tell you?" Elliot questioned softly, wiping away the stray tears from the noirette's face.

"T-that I needed to stop…" Leo whispered, "… or otherwise things would get worse."

Elliot smiled, "And can you do that for me?"

Leo gulped, "… no."

"Oh…" he frowned, trying to find ways in which he could get Leo to stop moping, "Can I ask a question?"

"It doesn't really matter what I reply," Leo pointed out, "You're still going to ask it anyway."

"… Fair point. Earlier… what were you going to do when you pulled away?"

"I…" Leo hesitated, contemplating whether he should admit the truth or not, "I realised I'd forgotten to like… get rid of dinner."

"Oh, right…"

"I'm sorry," apologised, Leo, turning his dead back down.

"It's fine," Elliot comforted him, pulling his chin back up to level with his eyes with his own, "Now then," he said, bringing Leo's face closer to him, "Shall we pick up from where we left off?"

Before Leo could reply, Elliot's lips were shoved against his, kissing him lightly before placing a hand on the side of his face and requesting entry to his mouth with his tongue. Leo teased for little bit, keeping his mouth closed before eventually giving in and allowing Elliot to explore his mouth. Elliot's tongue shifted around his own, opening his mouth wider as Leo scrunched a hand up into the other's blond hair.

The two continued this for a few minutes until Elliot changed their position, keeping his lips on Leo's as he grabbed his shoulder and pushed him down onto the mattress. At this point they finally parted, desperately panting for breath as Elliot climbed on top of Leo, his legs straddling his hips whilst he placed his lips back onto Leo's.

Elliot's hand slowly slid up Leo's neck, starting at the top and unbuttoning his shirt gradually. When he reached his crotch, he lowered his hips onto Leo's feeling him harden underneath him. He smirked, biting the other's lip and drawing blood. Leo flinched at the sudden pain, pulling away.

"Ouch," he whined, wiping the saliva and blood away from his lips, "That hurt."

Elliot snickered, feeling Leo's erection underneath him, "You seem to enjoy it."

Leo blushed, noticing the obvious bulge on the front of Elliot's pants, "So are you."

"Of course I am."

He leaned back down, lying fully on top of Leo as they continued making out. Elliot moved his lips from Leo's, sliding his tongue down his neck and onto his chest, kissing him further as he began unbuttoning his pants. Leo slid his hand down Elliot's shirt, doing the same and reached his pants. Once done, he undid Elliot's zipper, pulling him out of his underwear as the same was done for him shortly after.

"Turn over," Elliot whispered, dragging his tongue over Leo's ear and watching as the smaller boy did as requested. He pulled his trousers down further, straddling Leo's hips once again as he pulled two fingers together, "Ready?"

"Nn…" Leo groaned, face turned up from the pillow and breathing heavily, "Yes… please…"

Elliot nodded, immediately thrusting two fingers into him and stretching him. Leo groaned in pleasure, panting harder once Elliot had hit his pleasure spot. The blonde grinned, adding a third finger.

"Ah! E-Elliot!" he moaned, gripping the pillow.

"You want me to stop?"

"N-no… j-just… do it… fuck me now…"

Elliot smirked, "As you wish."

He removed his fingers from Leo, who was now stretched enough, and repositioned himself over Leo's hips. Slowly, he slid himself into the other, hearing him grunt and moan as he moved down further.

"That okay?" asked Elliot.

"Yeh… ngh… t-that's fine…" he groaned, loosening the tension around him, "Move now."

Elliot thrust into him, hearing him moan in pleasure as he began to move with more force. Leo continued moaning beneath him, enjoying the feeling.

"Does it hurt?" Elliot checked.

"Ngh… y-yes but… it feels… good."

They continued for a few more minutes, Elliot moving a lot more until Leo cried, "Ah! E-Elliot! I-I I'm gonna… ngh…"

"Don't yet," Elliot instructed, figuring they could play that game for a little bit.

"I can't… for much, ngh… longer."

"Alright," Elliot thrust one more time, until he finally came inside of the other. Leo could feel himself being filled; tightening once Elliot pulled out and collapsed back onto the bed next to him, "Now come for me."

Leo thrusted his hips upwards, and eventually came all over his stomach, panting from relieve once he and Elliot had been covered in the sticky substance.

The two lay for a few minutes, panting restlessly for breath as they occasionally smiled at each other.

…

After another hour, the two had finally both showered, Elliot keeping a close eye on Leo as he still didn't really trust him not to purge.

They returned to the room, showered and redressed.

"So..." said Elliot, staring at the bed sheets, "How are we gonna explain this to the cleaners?"

Leo shrugged, "I don't know."

The blonde sighed, walking over to the clean bed and sitting down, patting the mattress next to him and allowing Leo to sit down. Leo took the hint, sitting on the bed next to him and laying his head on Elliot's shoulder.

"Are you happy now?" Elliot questioned, looking down at the brunette. He nodded, "I told you I'd have to feed you if you misbehaved."