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SYDNEY ANIMANIA IN TWO WEEKS PEOPLE! I wonder if I could throw together a Kanda outfit in time. I wouldn't need the coat; I'D just need to tie back my hair and put on some black pants and a shirt and make a cardboard mugen…hm…

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Lavi gasped as he felt the sharp sword the Noah was holding go through his stomach. He could hear Allen scream his name, but it sounded far off. The Noah girl smirked.

'Poor Lavi,' Lavi screamed as she twisted the sword, 'you wanted to be with your Allen so bad.'

'BITCH!' Lavi yelled. He raised his arm, closed his eyes and drove he knife into her back. He heard her strangled cry of surprise, and felt her grip slip away.

He grunted as he landed on his back. The sky looked dark, and was dotted with stars. The full moon made everything look almost like daytime.

'Lavi!' Allen's face appeared above him. They boy looked frantic as he took off his coat and pressed it to Lavi's wound. 'Oh god oh god... No...'

'Relax, Allen...' Lavi tried to smile, 'I'm fine-'

Suddenly, Lavi raised his hand to his mouth and coughed, tasting copper. He pulled away his hand to find it sticky with dark blood.

'Ok, maybe I'm not fine...'

'I'm sorry Lavi! This is all my fault! If I hadn't gotten knocked out by that Akuma... Oh god...'

Allen pulled the coat away slightly to check the bleeding. The sword was in pretty deep, enough that it was standing by itself. Blood was welling uncontrollably around it, the skin torn by the serrated edge of the blade. Lavi craned his neck to see, but Allen leaned over him to block his view.

'Th-that bad, huh?' His voice was choked by pain. 'Come on, Allen, you don't need to protect me, I've probably seen worse...'

'But... Oh god Lavi...' Tears streaked down Allen's face. They were miles from help, and to move Lavi they would need to remove the sword... But once they did that, he would die. There was no way out of it. He tried to wipe the tears away with his sleeve. Lavi tried to see his stomach, and saw the sword sticking out. He reached forward to grasp the blade, but Allen grabbed his wrist.

'Come on Allen,' Lavi smiled weakly, 'it's really uncomfortable. Lemme do it.'

'N-no..' Alln shook his head, eyes shut tight , 'L-Lavi... You're gonna... There's no... You're...'

'I'll be fine.'

The redhead stretched his arm up and cupped Allen's cheek. He wiped the liquid away with his thumb, and brought his head down, and shared a sweet kiss. He didn't want to die again, but he was going to die anyway, and he really didn't like the prospect of a long and painful wait for nothing.

'I love you Allen.'

Allen subbed and leant his forehead against the taller boys. Lavi smiled, and pulled the sword from his gut. It didn't hurt that much, but he could feel a surge of blood, followed by an intense dizziness. He didn't have long.

He grunted in pain as he moved his head into Allen's lap. The redhead grasped one of Allen's hands and pressed it against his cheek. It felt cool and comforting. There was a throbbing pain in his gut, and it didn't feel that bad.

He felt Allen stroke his hair. It felt nice; normally it was Lavi that stroked Allen's hair. He sighed and snuggled to the boy closer, being careful not to aggravate the wound in his stomach. He was sleepy, so he closed his eyes.

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Lavi was still and quiet. Allen knew he wasn't dead yet though. He'd seen Lavi dead before, and at the moment, he was just sleeping. The blood had soaked through the exorcist coat-turned bandage and was now leaking onto the ground.

His face looked deathly pale as he stroked his cheek, creating a stark contrast with his crimson hair. He didn't have more then a minute or two.

'Beansprout.'

Allen looked up. Kanda was walking towards him, his face a look of mixed shock and something unnamed.

'Whats...?'

'He was under the control of a Noah...' Allen stated blankly, trying to keep his voice calm, 'But he broke free and... She killed him...'

Kanda was silent as he walked closer. He crouched down next to them, and placed a finger on Lavi's neck. There was a pulse, but it was so faint he could barely feel it. He glanced at Allen. The boys face was that of utter distraught, as though he had simply given up and he'd been eaten by despair. The samurai hated it when Allen was mopey.

'He can still be saved.'

'No he can't...' Allen shook his head dismally, 'There's-'

'Dammit Beansprout! You never listen properly! If I say he can be saved then he can be freaking saved!'

Without further explanation, the Japanese exorcist reached forward, ripped Lavi's shirt open, moved the cloth from the wound and placed his hand on the torn bloody flesh. When he'd received his hourglass curse, he'd been told he could choose to revive another at the cost of one petal, and until he hadn't used that power. But there was no way he was going to let Lavi die, and have Allen be a cry-baby more then he already is... Or maybe he was doing this out of love, he didn't really know. But as long a Lavi wasn't completely dead, he could use a petal of his lotus to bring him back.

He closed his eyes and muttered a sentence in Japanese. Allen stared curiously at him, and then looked down at Lavi's body. His eyes widened. The wound was quickly healing up, and colour was spreading back into the redhead's skin.

Then, Lavi gasped and sat up, panting and clutching his heart. Allen cried out in surprise and jumped back, unable to believe it. Lavi had been resurrected for a second time?

'L-Lavi?'

Lavi glanced at him, a confused look on his face.

'Yeah? What am I doing alive again?'

'LAVI!' Allen cried out joyfully and launched himself forward. He knocked a surprised yet pleased bookman to the ground in a tight embrace.

'Don't ever...' Allen pressed his face against the older boy's chest, 'Don't you ever die again!'

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Hm, I don't get it! I just can't seem to write good material!

Well, review...

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