Warning! You are about to read semi-graphic scenes containing rape! Like everybody else says; don't like, don't read!

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Allen groans in his sleep, turning over so he faces the ceiling before slowly opening his eyes. He brings his hand up and rubs at his eyes, slowly sitting up. He yawns and scooches to the end of the bed, putting his bare feet on the clod floor. He reaches out blindly to the bedside table for the lamp he knew was there, but just couldn't find.

"What the…?" He stands and puts both his hands on the table, finding that nothing was on it except for a… robe? Allen feels a chill run through his body and looks down at his body. He yelps as he puts on the robe, covering his naked body. The robe doesn't do much though, it stops mid-thigh and it's definitely not meant for warmth since it seems to be made of a thin silk. "When did I get undressed?" Allen does not remember getting undressed last night and definitely not getting into his birthday suit! The robe is a deep red colour and has sleeves flowing past his hands, hiding Allen's arm. He looks around the room, trying to see in the darkness and fumbles towards what he thinks is the door.

Allen runs his hands along the walls, hoping to feel something resembling a light switch, and he lets out an accomplished sound after a moment. Flicking up the switch, he turns around and looks at the room, his heart dropping at the sight. Instead of the black and white comforter he had at Tyki's house, it's a deep red blanket, the material looking to be the same as the robe he's wearing. It's the same bed he had when he was with the Earl. Running to the middle of the large room, he looks around at the familiar room, his breath quickening.

"No…!" He stares at the light overhead, its red hue filling the room with the colour, instead of a regular white. He falls to his knees and holds his head, staring at the floor with glazed eyes. "No! I'm not here again! It's just a dream, just a dream…" Allen whispers to himself, rocking back and forth slightly. The sound of heavy boots walking on hardwood is heard and Allen looks up the door. The footsteps are getting close and he scrambles to the other side of the bed. The door is flung open just as Allen gets behind the bed, making sure whoever just entered couldn't see him. The heavy boots come closer to the bed and he yelps in pain when his hair is gripped, forcing him up. Allen is thrown on the bed and he shuffles backwards until his back is touching the headboard. He watches the man, an Akuma, close the door and stomp back towards him, tossing his coat off.

"The Earl said I could have some 'fun' by myself, isn't that great?" He smirks at Allen and walks forward, making Allen go further towards the edge of the bed. "You shouldn't be scared, little one. You're used to this already, aren't you?" He crawls onto the bed, a smile never leaving his face, and Allen can feel his whole body shaking. He remembers this man, he's the one who first touched him after the Earl had left him alone with the guards in this room. He sent everybody else out and raped him that night. Allen guesses that he's a high level if he can just order the others around like that.

"Ah!" He yelps out when the man grabs his ankle, pulling Allen towards him. "Let go!" He tightens his grip and restrains Allen's flailing arms to each side of his head. He drags them upwards and holds both his wrists with one hand, his other going towards his belt. The robe on Allen is lifted slightly because of his arms and he curls his legs up, trying to cover himself. The man clicks his tongue and brings Allen's legs down with his free hand.

"Now, now, we can't have any of that, can we?" He picks up Allen and places him higher on the bed and brings up his hands to the headboard. Allen's eyes widen at the sight of handcuffs and his struggles grow stronger. This doesn't seem to distract the man and he locks both of his wrists in the cold metal after stringing the cuffs around a pole in the headboard.

"S-Stop!" Allen voice breaks in the middle, panic rising in his chest. He pulls against the cuffs, the metal cutting slightly into his skin. The man ignores his pleas and raises the bottom of the robe, pushing it up to Allen's hips. Allen gasps and tries to cover himself again with his legs, but the man rests right between his thighs, preventing his legs from moving with his big hands. He brings one of his hands up to Allen's mouth and forces three fingers down his throat. Allen gags on it and tries to force his hand out, choking on it. After a moment, he pulls them out and brings his hand to Allen's entrance. He puts two fingers in and Allen lets out a shout of pain.

"You're lucky the Earl said that I had to be gentle with you, otherwise I would've taken you raw." Allen clenches his eyes shut and bites his bottom lip, trying to will away the burning pain in his bottom. This has already happened a few times, but it doesn't make it any easier to deal with the pain. He adds a third and final finger and scissors all of them, making a few tears fall from Allen's eyes. He finally pulls out after a moment and wipes his hands on the blanket under them.

"Please stop! Please…!" His voice is rough and he can taste blood in his mouth, he probably got scratched from the man's fingers inside his throat. The man brings up his hand and slaps Allen across his face, tired of being easy on him. The force of the slap makes Allen turn his head to the side, half his face buried in the pillow. Keeping his head like that, Allen lets out a sob when he suddenly enters him. He doesn't know how long it lasts, keeping his eyes shut to try to block out everything happening. The only sounds in the room are muffled sobs, creaking from the bed, and quiet grunts coming from the guard. Allen curls in on himself, his knees up to his chest, pulling on the cuffs again. He feels something warm leak out of his bottom and shivers. The man shakes his shoulder and Allen pushes away from him, tears still falling down his cheeks. He hears music playing and slightly opens his eyes to be met with darkness, the scene before him fading away.

There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark,

The shadows start creeping away, leaving him in a more familiar setting, somewhere safer.

Finally, I can see you crystal clear,
Go ahead and sell me out and a I'll lay your ship bare,
See how I'll leave with every piece of you,
Don't underestimate the things that I will do,

Allen lets out a gasp and he takes a moment of just staring up at the ceiling of his room in Tyki's house. He slowly sits himself up and sits against the pillows, bringing his hand up to his chest, feeling his racing heart.

There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark.

He looks over at his alarm clock before turning off the radio, taking deep breaths. He starts coughing mid-breath and holds his hand in front of his mouth. The cough starts getting harsher and he stands up, using the bed to support his wobbly legs. He walks into the bathroom and fills up a glass with water, taking sips of it between breaths and coughs. After drinking the whole thing, he sets it on the counter and rubs at his throat. Allen looks into the mirror and opens his mouth as wide as he can. He lets out a small whine at the pain that came with this, but kept his mouth open. After a moment he sees red painted on the back of his throat and closes his mouth in shock. He finally tastes something metallic on his tongue and realizes that it's blood.

"Hey Allen! Time to wake up for school!" Lavi yells, kicking open Allen's bedroom door. "Wakey wakey~!" He jumps onto the bed only to find that it didn't have anyone on it. "Allen?" Kanda walks through the doorway a minute later with his ever-present scowl on his face, looking very annoyed. Lavi gets up from the bed and walks to the bathroom, knocking on the door a few times. "Allen, you in here?" He opens the door to peek in and sees his shorter boyfriend/friend standing in front of the mirror like he just saw a ghost. "Are you okay?" Kanda steps forward, next to Lavi, and pushes the door fully open, watching as Allen slowly turns to face them with wide eyes.

"What are you doing Moyashi?" Kanda stares at Allen, slightly taken back that he didn't react to the nickname. Allen clears his throat slightly and lets out a small cough.

"Lavi, Kanda." His voice is hoarse and he lets out a hacking cough afterwards.

"Whoa, your voice sounds horrible, Allen. Are you sick?" Lavi steps into the bathroom and Kanda stays in his spot in the doorway. Allen shakes his head and rubs slightly at his throat. "Then what is it?"

"There's… blood…" He chokes out, feeling another coughing fit coming. Not a second later, he brings his mouth up to his mouth and starts letting out harsh sounding coughs. He leans over the sink and spits out a red liquid, everyone's eyes going wide when they realize the liquid is blood.

"Oh God, Allen!" Both of them rush to Allen's side and Lavi makes him put his head up. "Open your mouth." Allen does as he says and winces slightly when Lavi rubs at a sore spot on his throat. "Allen, how did you get scratches at the back of your throat?" He releases Allen's jaw and looks at him with wide eyes.

"Don't know…" A few more coughs come from Allen and Lavi looks at Kanda.

"It doesn't look too serious, he just needs to refrain from talking for a few days until the cuts heal. Can you go check if his bedroom window is unlocked, or looks broken into?" Kanda glances at Allen before nodding his head, cursing at Lavi in his head for telling him what to do. Lavi turns back to Allen, worry evident in his eyes. "You don't know what happened?" Allen just shakes his head and rests his forehead on Lavi's shoulder, his throat feeling like someone had gone over it with sandpaper.

"The window's locked. There's no way somebody could've gotten in there." Kanda calls out, still looking at the window frame. Timcanpy bumps into his arm and Kanda smacks at him, making Tim mad. He bites his sleeve and Kanda turns his attention to the small golem with an annoyed expression. "What?" He growls out and Tim lands on the windowsill, opening his mouth wide and revealing his sharp teeth. A second later, Kanda takes a step back when a light flickers from his mouth and appears in front of him. "Moyashi…?" It appears to be a video of Allen sleeping in his bed. There's no sound and he keeps watching the holograph, his eyes widening every second that passes.

"Do you think we should call Neah, or something?" Lavi asks Allen and he looks up at him with wide eyes, shaking his head furiously. "Why not?" Before Allen could say anything, or at least try to, Kanda comes into the bathroom with Tim balled into his hand.

"I know who gave Moyashi the scratches." He drops Tim onto the bathroom counter and pulls his hand away before he could snap at it. Tim growls at Kanda warningly before facing Lavi and Allen, opening his mouth again. The same thing from before and all three watch the video. Allen's sleeping on his bed and after a minute, he starts squirming around on the bed. He's thrashing on the bed and even if there's not sound, you can tell he's yelling by the motions of his mouth. His right hand goes up to the headboard, his knuckles going white from the strength of his hold; his left goes up to his mouth, prying it open. The hand goes deep into his mouth, the wrist touching his lips before his hand is suddenly pulled out and everything gets calm again. Timcanpy closes his mouth and flaps his wings, watching the three boys stand there in silence.

"What…" Lavi's the one to break the silence, not sure of what should say. He looks over at Allen who has his mouth over his mouth and is still staring at Timcanpy with wide eyes. "Allen…?" This seems to pull him out from his shock-induced state as he looks over at Lavi, his hand slowly dropping to his side. Tim flies up to Allen's shoulder and nuzzles his neck, sensing the stress coming from him. Allen lets out a few coughs and Lavi comes up, rubbing his back. "You can still go to school if you want, but you won't be able to talk to anyone without your throat hurting."

"If it gets worse, you can have sister-complex look at it during school." Kanda adds in, knowing that Allen would want them to go to school and not worry about him, despite what they have just seen. Allen nods his head and Lavi leads him into the bedroom and leaves the room so he can get dressed, Kanda following a few steps behind. After Allen had gotten dressed and grabbed his bag, he left the house and followed Lavi and Kanda to the car. Kanda gets into the driver seat and Lavi in the passenger, both glancing back at Allen staring out the window every now and then. Allen taps on Lavi's shoulder and whispers something, finding that whispering hurts his throat less than talking normally.

"Hey, Yu, Allen wants to know where Lenalee is." Lavi says and Kanda punches his arm without looking away from the road.

"Don't call me that. She had to help her brother with something at school." Allen nods his head and goes back to staring out the window, ignoring Lavi's whines of Kanda being mean to him. They get to the school and Kanda parks the car before shutting off the engine. Allen opens the door and gets out of the car, followed by Kanda and Lavi. Kanda goes ahead of the two, wanting to see Lenalee before classes start and Lavi holds Allen's hand in his once Kanda leaves their sight.

"You okay? You're really out of it." Lavi asks as they start walking slowly to the school entrance. There are only a few people since Kanda parked in the back of the school and Allen doesn't mind when Lavi pulls him closer and kisses his forehead. They stop walking and Allen digs into his bag, pulling out a notebook and pen. He opens to an empty page and starts writing in the page, starting to walk slowly to the school again. After finishing, he gives the notebook to Lavi, letting hi read what he put down.

Are you sure I should be going to school? I can't even talk right; I have to whisper in order for my throat not to hurt when talking to people. What about Klaud? I have to meet with her today.

"It'll be okay Allen. Just tell the teachers that you have a bad sore throat. Besides, Klaud will understand. She'll probably just postpone your session thing." Lavi wraps a hand around Allen's waist and gives him a chaste kiss before pulling away. "I have to go to the library to help out. "I'll see you in second period, okay?" Allen nods his head and Lavi gives him the notebook back before going inside the school. Allen goes in a after he put the book and pen back in his bag. As he walks to his art class, he remembers that today is a Day 3, so he doesn't have period three (yay, no gym~). He enters the art room and immediately gets started on his art work, hoping to look busy so no one will try to talk to him. A few minutes later, Lenalee walks in and runs to the back of the room with Allen.

"Kanda told me what happened, so don't talk or anything. Are you okay?" Allen nods his head with a smile. "Do you know why your body hurt you like that?" Allen lets out a sigh and shakes his head. "Ah… Well, I heard that you're going to have a session with Klaud, she can help. She's a licensed therapist, so maybe she'll know what's going on." Their conversation kept going on with light talk as they worked, Lenalee doing all the talking, of course. If Allen couldn't answer with a simple shake of the head, he wrote in his notebook for Lenalee to read. The bell rings and they leave after promising to see each other at lunch.

"Hey Allen! How's the throat?" Lavi asks as Allen sits next to him in the classroom. Allen writes in the notebook and gives it to Lavi. "Same as this morning, huh? Well, at least you haven't coughed up any blood again." Allen nods his head and the bell rings, signifying the beginning of class. Before the teacher could start talking though, a student office-helper knocks on the door and walks in. She gives a pass to the teacher and waves to a couple of her friends before leaving the classroom.

"Mr. Walker, Klaud would like to see you in her office." He calls out, holding the pass out towards him. Allen gets up and grabs the pass before going back to his seat and picking up his stuff.

"Don't hold back, you can tell her what happened." Lavi whispers to Allen as he walks by. He gives him a thumbs up and a grin before facing the front of the classroom again. Allen smiles and leaves the classroom, feeling slightly nervous. He walks down the stairs, passing by classrooms, and listening to a few teachers as he walks pass them.

"Allen!" Lenalee whisper-yells behind Allen. She jogs up to him when he pauses in his steps, catching up. "Where are you going?" Allen hands her the pass his teacher gave him as an explanation. "Wow, already? I figured she was going to do it during Power Time, or sometime later today. Guess she doesn't have any other students to see." (Power Time is the time after all the classes when you have 45 min. to do your homework and junk) She gives him the pass back and holds the clipboard closer to her chest. "I was just delivering some passes since the other girl was out of the office. Are you going to tell her what happened this morning?" Allen takes out his notebook and starts writing in it.

Lavi says I should and I think so too. I just want to know why that happened in the first place.

Lenalee nods her head and hands him the notebook back. They stay in silence for a minute or two until Lenalee's quiet voice breaks through.

"What are you keeping from us Allen?" Allen stops walking and looks at Lenalee with a confused expression. "From what Kanda told me, it seems like you're keeping something from him and me. Why are you keeping us out of the loop?" It takes a moment for Allen to realize what she's talking about and when he does, he looks down at the ground, not meeting her eyes. He writes in the notebook again.

It's complicated… I swear I'll tell you when I'm ready. I'm not keeping you out, or anything, I just told Lavi because the situation called for it. I'll explain everything, I promise.

Allen still doesn't meet her eyes and Lenalee smiles at him. She hands him the notebook again and brings him into a hug, not noticing the small flinch from Allen's body. She pulls away after a moment and smiles at him again, making him smile back.

"I'll see you later, okay? If I don't get these passes out, I'll get in trouble." Allen nods his head and waves at Lenalee as she hurries down the hallway. A few minutes later, he arrives at the counselors' office. The lady directs him to the right room and lets him inside before shutting the door behind him.

"Allen, it's nice to see you again." Klaud smiles at Allen and he could feel his nerves calming a little. He takes a seat in the chair in front of the desk and Klaud starts again, "What do you want to start talking about?" Allen starts writing in his notebook and hands it to Klaud as Lau Jimin crawls onto his lap.

I can't really talk. My throat is scratched up and I want to talk about that, if that's okay.

"Of course, Allen. You can talk about whatever you want as long as you feel comfortable enough to tell me." She hands him the notebook and watches as he writes in it again and Lau Jimin follows the pen with his eyes, looking like he actually knew what was being written. After a minute, Allen hands it to her again and digs through his backpack as she reads it.

I don't know what it is and I hope you could tell me. Timcanpy recorded it, so it'll be easier just to show you.

She looks back at him and watches Allen place Timcanpy on the table in between them. Lau Jimin looks very interested again, but with a warning glance form Klaud, he stayed put. Tim opens his mouth and a light flickers out, showing them the same video he just saw this morning. Allen doesn't watch the video, instead petting Lau Jimin and looking at the very interesting carpet pattern. Once Tim closes his mouth, Allen chances a look up at Klaud and she's staring at the spot where the video was played with wide eyes. After a moment, she regains her composure and looks back at Allen.

"That's… interesting…" She's not sure of what else she could say to that, but she knows that this student is depending on her, "What exactly were you dreaming of when that happened?" Allen visibly stiffens and looks down at the floor again, avoiding her inquiring eyes. Klaud notices this and quickly reassures him, "You don't have to tell me right away, only when you feel comfortable, but I can't really help you until I know what you were dreaming of." Allen brings his knees up to his chest and wraps his arms around his legs, making Lau jump onto the arm of the chair. Klaud looks at him with sadness in her eyes, slightly disturbed that whatever he dreamed of is so bad that he can't even tell her.

Lau Jimin looks at Allen curiously, sensing that he feels bad, but not too sure of what he should do. He makes a few chirping sounds and pulls on Allen's sleeve, trying to get his attention to no avail. Klaud's eyes widen slightly with realization and she quietly speaks, not wanting to startle the fragile boy in front of her.

"Was it when you were with the Earl?" Allen nods his head, Klaud barely catching the action from his head being buried in between his legs. She lets out a sigh and Lau tries to get his attention again, still not working. "Allen, it sounds like you have PTSD, post-traumatic stress disorder. I'm not too sure, but the symptoms definitely sound like it. If you could just answer a few questions for me, then I'll know for sure." Allen slightly raises his head, now looking back at the carpet, "They're just questions in general, nothing too personal yet." Allen nods his head after a moment and unwrap his arms from his legs, Lau taking up the space between his chest and knees.

Lau Jimin puts his hands on Allen's cheeks, looking at him as if he was a mother looking after their child. Allen lets out a small laugh and uncurls his legs fully to give the small monkey more room on his lap. Tim puffs his cheeks out and flies to the top of Allen's head, looking at Lau Jimin dangerously.

"Lau Jimin, come here." Klaud gently orders, not wanting the golem and monkey to get into a fight right on top of Allen. Lau jumps off of Allen's lap and onto the desk, perching itself on the edge. "Allen, do you feel nervous when people come into contact with you? I noticed that when I touched your shoulder in front of Komui's office the other day, you flinched." Allen nods his head and Tim flies to his lap, taking the place of Lau Jimin. "Can you elaborate what exactly you feel?" She gestures towards the notebook and Allen nods his head before writing on a new page with the pen.

I guess I feel unsafe and vulnerable. I know that they aren't going to hurt me, but I can't help but to avoid people touching me.

"Do you feel comfortable with Lavi touching you? I saw you two in the parking lot this morning and you didn't shy away from him." Allen blushes slightly, a little embarrassed that someone was actually watching them and nods his head. "Why is that?"

He knows what I have nightmares about and he was there when I needed it the most.

"So, you feel safer around him." Klaud states with slight amusement in her voice and Allen doesn't notice the change in her voice, nodding his head. "Are you two going out?" Allen blush turns a shade darker and he nods his head again. "That's nice, at least you have someone to help you through this. I'm happy for you." She says with a smile on her face, finding it cute that he's slightly embarrassed from being found out. He writes in the notebook again before handing it to her, the blush still apparent.

Could you not tell anyone? We haven't told anyone yet because of everything that has been going on.

"Of course, Allen. I'll keep your little secret." Allen smiles graciously and she returns it with her own small smile. "I think that's enough for the day. I'll see you tomorrow if my schedule doesn't get hectic, okay?" She asks as she stands from her seat. Allen nods his head and rises from his own seat, taking a pass from Klaud once she fills it out. "It's fourth period now, since it's a Day 3." She leads him out of the office and into the hallway. Allen nods his thanks and puts Timcanpy into his pocket as he walks down the hallway, away from the counselors' office. It's halfway into fourth period and thank God that he has a substitute, he doesn't have to worry about missing work today. It appears that they're already in free time, so he goes to the back where Kanda was glaring at people who tried to approach him.

"Where were you?" Kanda asks once Allen pulled a chair up to his desk and sat down. Allen writes in his notebook and lays it on the desk for Kanda to read. Kanda nods his head and leans back in his seat after reading it and Allen starts doodling on the page. "Did you talk about what happened this morning?" Allen nods his head and writes in the corner of the page he was drawing on.

She said I might have PTSD. It stands for 'post-traumatic stress disorder.' She asked me some questions and we're going to meet again tomorrow to make sure that's what I have.

Kanda stays silent after reading it and closes his eyes, crossing his arms. Allen bites his bottom lip and quickly writes again on the page and nudges Kanda slightly to open his eyes.

Lenalee said that you two think that I'm keeping you out of the loop. Yes, I did tell Lavi something that I have yet to tell you and Lenalee, but only because the situation called for it. I promise I'll explain everything when the time's right.

"Che, you better, Moyashi. Making me fucking worry about you…" Kanda mumbles the last part to himself and Allen smiles, knowing that it takes a lot to have Kanda care about you, even if he doesn't show it much. The bell rings and everyone leaves the classroom to go to lunch. Kanda and Allen meet up with Lavi and Lenalee in the lunch room. Allen just gets a milk and water, not wanting to eat anything solid because of his throat.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay with just that, Allen?" Lenalee asks, looking at the two drinks Allen had gotten for lunch.

"He doesn't really have a choice, Lenalady. His throat, remember?" Lavi answers for Allen, taking a sip of his own drink.

"That's true, but still…" The rest of lunch goes on without a hitch and, before they knew it, the bell rings again. Kanda, Lenalee, and Lavi go down one hall while Allen goes down the other, their lockers all being in different areas of the school. Allen walks silently down the hall, avoiding the other students as he goes to his locker and unlocks it. Before he could open it, a hand is slammed onto his locker and another forces him to turn around. Four guys, all in weird masks, face him and two of them grab his arms. Before Allen could scream, one of them put duct tape on his mouth, muffling his yells. They drag him to the side of the hall and out a door, leading outside. Allen's locker is in an area where no one usually goes, in a back hallway where only a few classes are. Allen thrashes around in their strong hold as they push him against the brick wall. It's snowing again and Allen can see their breath coming out from the side of the masks.

"Hold him still." The one with a red mask says. Allen doesn't recognize the voice, but when he gets closer he kicks out at him. "Feisty bastard." He mumbles after blocking Allen's kick. He pulls out a small army knife and holds it up to Allen's throat. Allen stops all movement, afraid that even the slightest twitch will result in him getting cut. "Good. Get his legs." The two holding him put one of their legs against each of Allen's, forcing them into the cold brick wall. His whole body is flat against the wall now and he watches the fourth guy with a blue mask, who hasn't done anything yet, back up slightly and look each way, making sure that no one was coming. Allen could feel the memories coming back up and his breath starts coming out in harsh pants, the tape on his mouth forcing him to breath out his nose.

"Get it done with while no one's coming!" The blue mask says, still looking left and right, acting as a guard dog. The red mask nods his head and puts the knife under the hem of Allen's shirt, cutting it open in one movement. Allen shivers against the cold on his bare chest, his mind starting to go back to when he was a prisoner to the Earl. The knife is trailed down to his stomach and the red mask nicks his stomach, making Allen flinch back. The green-masked boy on Allen's left rips the tape off of his mouth, making him gasp out in pain.

"Get off!" Allen tries to free his legs and arms, but stops moving when the red mask cuts a thin line across his abdomen. The two cuts aren't deep enough to leave scars, but they are going to be there for a while.

"Where did all those scars come from?" The yellow-masked boy on Allen's right asks.

"He probably did them to himself." The red mask trails over a few of the scars on his stomach, Allen wincing when the knife presses too hard.

"Let me go!" Allen tries pleading again, only to get hit in the head with the butt of the knife. His vision swims and he yelps in pain when the knife leaves a deep line in his chest. Allen shuts his eyes and escapes to the depths of his mind. He doesn't feel the pain on his body anymore and he doesn't hear the four boys, a numb feeling coursing through his veins. Allen doesn't know how long it lasts, but he finally feels himself being shaken awake, being pulled away from the tranquility that overcame his mind.

He opens his eyes and sees nothing but gray. Allen feels droplets of cold landing on his face and realizes that he's on his back on the ground and it's still snowing. A flash of red catches his attention and he looks slightly to his left where somebody was still shaking him. Allen could barely see the figure's mouth moving, but he couldn't make out any words. A chill runs through his body as a breeze passes by and he can feel something being draped over his body, shielding him from the cold. He sees the red again and feels himself being picked up gently.

"Lavi…" He mumbles before going unconscious, knowing that he was in safe arms.

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Finally, I'm done with this chapter! I don't know why, but I just wanted to get this chapter over with to get to the good stuffs~ I almost had a panic attack today, it sucked. I was telling my mom how I always have these hot flashes (which suck) and she said that she used to have them when she was little too. I guess the thyroid is responsible for the hot flashes? She said that thyroid problems run in our family and that I'm going to have to get some blood work done to catch it early. My mom had her thyroid removed recently and I can't even look at the scar without cringing, so the thought of having a surgery on my throat made me want to cry. I'm seriously about to break down and cry in the corner; I hate needles, doctors, hospitals, anything like that. My aunt said that I might as well get used to taking pills now because I'm going to have all these medical problems when I'm older, and that I always was a sickly child. God, I really don't want to have any surgeries TT^TT