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Rule 10: A Simple Kiss
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Allen sat in the park holding an unopened soda against his head. The days had become increasingly hotter and he wasn't sure how he was going to stand it. Out of all the places he'd lived, this one had to have been the hottest. Unfortunately for him, his air conditioning was broken and wouldn't be fixed for a few days, which didn't help him feel any better. He was NOT going to sleep in a house that made hell look humid, so he did the only thing he could…ask the twins if he could stay over. He couldn't help but wonder what he had gotten himself into when they smirked and nodded, never asking questions or taking the time to really think it over. And then it started…he wasn't even in their house for more then five minutes before he was tackled and…licked. Neck, chest, stomach, ears (which he found out was a very sensitive area), they didn't go below the belt but it still felt so good. To torture him even further they stopped…just like that! Allen was, for a lack of better words, pissed off and decided it best to completely deny the twins of what they wanted most…him. Whenever they tried to do something to him, he'd always push them away, saying that they 'could find something else to do' and leave the area, sometimes smirking as he did so. He was so very smart; he knew the redheads couldn't live without his touch for very long, and he was going to keep up this act until they came begging to him.
Rabi and Lavi were less then thrilled about Allen's sudden choice to treat them like dogs…but because of who they were, they turned it into a game. The objective was simple; make the beansprout moan. The prize? Getting Allen in bed…alone. The threesome thing was fun while it lasted, but each had their own ideas and wasn't sure if the other would go along with it. So this was the chance to experience Allen alone, to explore every inch of him uninterrupted. Yes…that was something the both of them liked the sound of. The problem was that the beansprout had build up a slight immunity to the redhead's touches, which meant neck blowing, sudden grabbing of the waist and slipping their hand up his shirt, and, strangely enough, crotch grabbing. He didn't moan during any of this, but instead yelped or screamed. This was going to be more of a challenge…but that's what the twins liked.
Allen groaned as he placed the cool can against his neck, having not intention at all of drinking the liquid. He didn't like the taste of soda all that much, but it was the only thing he could get his hands on at the moment. He trailed it down to his collar-bone, shivering slightly at the cold metal hit sensitive skin. He couldn't deny that he liked the feeling, but he wasn't going to admit that it was…doing something to him. Maybe he was pervert? No…he wouldn't go that far. Leaning back, he closed his eyes and relaxed a little, not wanting anything or anyone to bother him…but of course that wasn't going to happen. As soon as he felt himself start to drift off into the sweet darkness that gave him such wonderful dreams, he was tackled and thrown to the ground, all of this happening in a matter of seconds. Hitting the ground with a loud 'thud' Allen groaned and didn't feel like opening his eyes, in fear of who he thought had done the deed.
"Oi, oi, why is Allen-chan out here on such a hot day?"
Yup…he was right…
"Road…get off of me…" He said while opening his eyes and glaring at her. She merely giggled. She had been nothing but annoying…no…nothing but a living hell since she arrived. Apparently her family was in town for business, and they let her run loose when they didn't want to deal with her. Unfortunately for Allen and the twins, she had decided that they were going to be her source of entertainment. The day after the picture incident, she had made it her daily routine to visit the beansprout and the others, call then perverts, and take a few pictures. Allen was questioned by the twins about the origin of the young girl girl, and he simply answered 'she's from the last town I was in' which didn't satisfy the redhead. They didn't push the matter, knowing that things dealing with Allen and other towns usually had some sort of bad event attached to it. The only good thing was that she was only going to be there for two weeks, and the three hoped those two weeks would go by quickly.
"Geez, you've really changed a lot, Allen-chan." She said, laughing as his face turned red. "And you're a pervert!"
"I'm not a pervert!" He yelled, now getting to his feet. He was not a pervert! Okay, so she did catch him in the act, but that didn't make him a pervert! Letting out an aggravated sigh, he started to leave, but stopped once he catch sight of the redhead coming his way. He looked just as miserable in this heat then the beansprout, but he tried to cover it up. Maybe Allen shouldn't have been so mean to the redhead's so much; come on, just look at him! Tight dark blue shirt that clung to his body, mainly because of the hot sweat that rolled down his body, making his skin glisten in the sun. His hair stuck to his forehead, causing him to rake his fingers through it making him look like…a badass. Maybe he should stop what he was doing and just, well, give in…nah, that didn't sound fun at all. Allen had been torturing the twins for quite some time…and he now thought it was time to kick it up another notch. Looking over his shoulder, he asked if Road would like to accompany him to the ice cream parlor. She agreed almost immediately. Walking over to the redhead, he asked the same and was given the same outcome. The three left the park, not knowing that Allen was about to pull one of his boldest stunts yet. It was a known fact that there was one item in the world that brought men to their knees…the popsicle. The simple piece of frozen goodness was one of the few innocent yet devilishly sinful objects out there, and Allen was going to exploit this face to the fullest. Upon arrival, the beansprout entered the parlor, leaving Rabi and Road outside alone. Maybe that wasn't the best of ideas, but he had faith that Rabi could defend himself against anything the crazed girl would throw at him.
"He was my doll once…" She said, not waiting for the uncomfortable silence to arrive. Rabi's attention snapped towards her.
"Doll?" The redhead asked, a little intrigued about what she was talking about.
"Yup, I use to dress him up in frilly dresses and everything!" She said, smirking as she noticed the blush on Rabi's face. There was no way he could deny the cute images that were popping into his head, causing him to tingles slightly. Allen in a maid outfit, Allen in a nurse's, Allen in a magical girl outfit, the options were limitless and Rabi was going to try and think of them all.
"Because he had doll's eyes…" She said, snapping the redhead out of his fantasy. Dolls eyes? She probably meant that look he gave when he'd given up. So Allen was taken advantage of when he was completely defenseless…that thought pissed him off slightly, but he decided to let it go. He couldn't change the past, and though depressing, it was the truth.
"He didn't really reject the idea, but he did try to stop me once…he said 'no stop, don't touch me Ryo…' and I wasn't sure who he was talking about." She said, now staring off into space. "He can't be my doll anymore…since his eyes have changed…"
Rabi remained silent. He couldn't help but smile; he and his brother had managed to make Allen smile, and make that terrible look go away. He was not certain if it would last, but he knew that he'd have to make the happy times last as long as he could. Before he could speak with Road anymore Allen back holding three orange flavored popsicle. Upon taking it, the redhead noted a slight glint in Allen's eyes, though he wasn't sure what it exactly meant. Shrugging it off, he unwrapped the frozen piece of ice and began to eat, not caring if he got brain freeze. While trying to down his treat in one bite, he couldn't help but stare at the beanspout and the action he was performing…with his mouth. In and out…in and out…in and out…lick…what the hell? He wasn't really doing what he thought he was doing, right? Right?! If he was, Allen must have been aware of it…if not, then it was turning the redhead on even more. There was just something so hypnotizing about those movements, and Rabi knew it wasn't healthy to stare too long…things were starting to rise. Thinking quickly, he did the only thing that would set things right…slap it out of his hand. With one swift moment, that piece of frozen evil was knocked to the ground and Allen was not happy about it. Before he could shoot off a long line of insults, another popsicle was shoved into his mouth, surprising him slightly.
"Why don't you…do that to this one…" Rabi said, trying his best to keep it together. Allen quickly understood, smirked, and went to work. Slipping the cold piece of ice in and out of his mouth, he noted the slight shaking of the redhead's hand, making what he was about to do even sweeter. Grabbing the redhead's wrist, he pulled him foreword, making him drop his popsicle…but that was alright. Taking one of the redhead's digits into his mouth, he began to move them in and out of his mouth, loving how Rabi instantly stiffened…and not that kind of stiff. He knew that Rabi would only take so much of this, and he wanted to see just what the redhead would do. Would he stop him? Pin him against the wall and do with him as he pleased? Who knew, but the beansprout knew that the outcome would be something to see. Now licking, he found that someone of the sweet ice had melted onto Rabi's fingers, which just make the experience even more devilish.
"I knew it! I knew it! You're both dirty perverts!" Road said, now in the floor dying of laughter. Allen just ignored her, knowing what she said didn't matter. Before he could continue, he was pulled back by the collar of his shirt, leaving Rabi's digits.
"Allen…what are you doing…?" Lavi said, eyeing the two of them suspiciously. He had just come upon the scene, and was rather curious as to how Rabi fell for such an obvious trick. His brother could be so dense sometimes, but he couldn't really say that he wouldn't have fallen for it. There were just some things in the world that couldn't be over look, and this just happened to be one of them. This couldn't go unpunished in Lavi's book, and dammit if his brother wasn't going to do something he was. But his brother did do something…
CHOMP!
He bites down on Allen's neck...hard. There was silence…everyone was in disbelief at what had just taken place. Allen, strangely enough, did nothing but moan a little…wait…moan? Yes, he moaned, which meant Rabi had won! Letting go, he picked Allen up and slung him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. He struggled a little, but Rabi knew it was only a matter of time until Allen caught on. The redhead knew his brother couldn't do anything, because he was the kind of person who honored their promises, not wanting to seem like a liar. There was a slightly pang of excitement inside of him, and he really couldn't help but smile at what he was about to do. Walking away, he noticed the defeated look in his brother's eyes, though he knew his pride would never allow him to say such a thing. Maybe next time his brother could have the beansprout to himself, but right now it was his turn to make Allen his. While walking back to his place, he heard Allen mutter a number of curses, as well as a few 'I can't believe this' or 'I really hate you, you know that?' but none of it phased him. He threw those kinds of words around a lot, and really didn't mean any of it. That's just how he was, and if Rabi had to guess it would have to be that he was too embarrassed to show any other emotions. He had at different points, but it was clear that he still wasn't completely comfortable doing do yet. So Rabi had a little more work to do…
Once they had arrived at the redhead's place, he proceeded to his room, holding Allen a little tighter. This was going to be a little awkward; he had never been alone with Allen like this before, and right then and there reality hit him. Sure, he was bold, he was daring, but those awful questions were starting to form in his head…Would he do it right? Would he really hurt Allen? What if…what if Allen thought it was small? All of this made him start to question the current situation…but he knew he could do it. That's all there was too it; he was going to perform to the fullest, giving it all he had and hoping that everything turned out beyond great. Smiling slightly, he proceeded into his room, finding the confidence he needed to…well…perform. Plopping the beansprout onto the bed, he crawled next to him, kissing his neck in the process. He found that Allen did not fight back at all, merely allowing him to do as he pleased, which made things easier. Rabi knew that he wasn't new to the act of sex, but having his body beaten and abused for so long, he wasn't sure how he would react to this. He knew he had to start out slow, not wanting to scare Allen and make him never want to do anything with him again. While gently pushing him down, he began to lightly nip his neck, making him give off small moans that made Rabi shiver slightly. He really did love the sounds Allen made, though it did seem slightly odd, but it just sounded right to him. Excluding the mental break downs and crying fits, the sounds Allen made were the only indication that he really could feel anything. The redhead would have to talk to him about that, but right now he was trying his damn hardest to get the beansprout's belt off. What the hell?! What?! Was it glued on or something?! He was on his third try when Allen just had to take pity on him and help, giving Rabi a low blow. That hurt…it really did…not being able to undress Allen himself without help…he needed to redeem himself.
Saying to hell with the buttons on his shirt, he ripped open his shirt, sending a few of the small plastic dices here and there, thought a few did cling on for dear life. The redhead was a little caught off guard when Allen quickly covered himself up. This wasn't the first time he'd seen his bare cheat, or just about naked for that matter. So why the change? Prying his arms from around himself, Rabi pinned them above the beanspout head, not wanting him to do it again.
"Why so shy all of a sudden?" The redhead asked, slightly curious at the unexpected change. Allen looked away for a moment, as if contemplating what he wanted to say or what he thought Rabi wanted to hear. Rabi really didn't want to hear some bullshitty lie…
"Tell me the true…do you want to do this?" Rabi asked.
"I-I do…I really do. But I keep thinking that after its over-"
"I'm not like that, Allen…and you know it." The redhead said, not liking the conversation. This was obviously a trust issue, and it irked Rabi slightly that Allen didn't have complete fate in him. Leaning over, he began to nibble and whisper into the beansprout's ear, asking him if he 'trusted him' and that he 'would never be unfaithful' This helped lighten the mood slightly; Allen was starting to relax more which made Rabi's hands release the beansprout's wrists and start to wander.
The beansprout couldn't help but let out a blush as Rabi's hand slipped down into his pants, hooking his fingers around the elastic from his boxers and pulled them down. He wasn't completely exposed, but he still felt the cold hit his now stiffened member. Arching up slightly, he moaned as the redhead grasped his member and started to stoke him. He knew Rabi was not a two-timing jerk, but he still wasn't…comfortable. There was just something that he couldn't let go of, and it was really starting to anger him. He loved the twins…so there was no reason for him to be like this. Maybe he was just afraid of being a terrible boyfriend…if that was so then he'd need to drop such feelings. He wanted to be happy, and such thoughts were going to hinder him of such a future. Allen was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Rabi completely remove his pants and boxers, discarding them to the floor…he was now almost completely naked, execpt for his shirt still clung to his body. Allen noted that the redhead had been doing most of the work, which, given the current situation, wasn't really fair to Rabi. So he decided he'd have to make up for the ridiculous statement earlier. Pushing him back, Allen pinned the redhead below him. He felt Rabi release his member and pull him closer, pressing their lips together. Their tongues began to fight for dominance, Allen wanting to show that he was not a weakling, and Rabi wanting to show that he wasn't a terrible love maker. Rabi won with his more skillful tongue, pulling the beansprout closer causing the kiss to become more passion filled. After a few minutes, they pulled apart, feeling slightly dizzy from the lack of oxygen. Allen took this time to remove the redhead's pants along with his boxer, making him just as exposed as he was.
Allen was rather hesitant about this part…right now he was face to face with the redhead's extremely hard member, and dammit this was not the time to freeze up. Lick it, suck it, stroke it, he needed to do something to it! It was big…bigger then he thought it would be…not that he thought about such things all the time! Why the hell was he so scared?! He'd touched Lavi's before, so why was Rabi so different? Maybe it was the fact that he hadn't really seen it. He'd only caressed it, never really looking down at it because, well…that would've been a bit much. But here he was…he wasn't really sure what he should do, but he knew he needed to start slow. So, sticking out his tongue, he began to lick the very tip. He blushed when he heard the redhead let out a small moan; it was one thing for Allen to moan, but it was another for Rabi to moan. Making Rabi moan, in Allen's books, was a great accomplishment since he was the one doing most of the moaning most of the time.
Deciding that it was okay to be a little bolder, he began to suck on the tip, not really wanting to take in the whole thing just yet. He felt Rabi's fingers run through his hair, making him moan a little causing the redhead to tense up. Maybe it was time to…make him feel even better. Taking in as much as he could without gagging, Allen began to bob his head in an up and down motion, making the redhead moan louder. Allen wouldn't admit it, but he was enjoying what he was doing…it might've look perverted, but he was giving the redhead pleasure. Pleasure…that was a funny word…he really didn't know the true meaning of such a world until he met the twins, but before that it wasn't a pretty definition…hell there wasn't even a word. It was just forcefulness and pain…that's all he knew. This right here was-
"Shit!" Swore Rabi loudly as he tensed up. Allen was then greeted with a not too pleasant taste in his mouth, which caused him to gag slightly.
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I came way too fast! I didn't-"
"I-It's okay…" Allen said, coughing a little. It was alright…he knew the redhead didn't mean it, and he knew that he was probably embarrassed as hell. "Really…"
Rabi wouldn't help but blush as his humiliation. Two things had just gone horrible wrong here…he'd climaxed WAY before he should, and he'd never even told the beansprout that he was going to! He KNEW he could hold out much longer then he had, and that fact pissed him off to no end. Before he could let out another string of sorries, he was kissed and tightly held…okay this was making him feel a little better. Holding him closer, Rabi deepened the kiss, wanting to savor the beansprout more, ignoring the slightly salty flavor he could now taste. Sliding his and down his back, he gently grabs his rear-end, making the smaller gasp slightly. The redhead really didn't want to surprise, so he parted and began to whisper soft words or reassurance into Allen's ear, hoping it would relax him for the next part. Slowly he began to insert a single finger into him, and of course, the reaction he received was expected. He jerked forward, giving off a loud groan.
For Allen it was the same a before; it didn't feel as bad as he thought it would, but it still hurt. He could take it…hopefully. As the redhead slid another in, he gritted his teeth, trying his damn hardest not to let out another sound of displeasure. As Rabi moved his digits in and out, Allen let out strings of moans and slight groans which apparently the redhead liked. The beansprout moaned louder Rabi's digits were pushed in deeper, stretching him further. It wasn't bad, it did feel a little better when Lavi did it, but he wasn't going to complain. Before he knew it, the fingers were removed and replaced with something much bigger. It probed his entrance, but did not push its way in. He held on tighter to Rabi's shoulders, waiting for what he knew was coming. This wasn't going to be easy, it wasn't going to be painless…he just have to bear with it because he knew it wasn't going to be all that bad in the end. Too bad for him he'd take his mind off of what was going on…
"FUCK DAMMIT!" He yelled as Rabi slid into him. Pressing his forehead against the redhead's chest, he tried his best to calm himself. Rabi felt like such a jerk…he had once again done something without warning the beansprout. Crap, he might as well just stop here because it was becoming extremely stressful. What if he made him bleed?! God, he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he did such a thing-
"Move…" Came Allen's tried sounding voice.
"W-what?" Rabi stuttered.
"Move…" He repeated
"But-"
"Please…move…" He said again, this time with a little more force, "I'm…I'm okay…"
Rabi, still slightly hesitant, did what he was told. Placing a hand on Allen's wait, he began to slowly thrust into him. If felt good…of course it felt good. He was inside of Allen, the one person the redhead felt so strongly for. Of course he felt deeply for his brother, but that was something completely different; what he felt for Allen bypassed brotherly lover, and companionship…this was devotion. There was no other out there in the world, and if there was they had just lost their place. With both hand now on Allen's waist, he began to thrust harder, making sure that he didn't over due it. Allen's moans fuelled his desire to move faster…harder…deeper…so he did…and it was enough to drive him crazy. He was about to lose what little self-control he had left, and throw all the worry he possessed out the window. Thrusting much harder and much deeper then before, he wasn't quite sure how much either of them were able to handled…but-
"FUCK! WAIT! WAIT!" Allen cried as he clawed at the redhead's shoulders. Rabi quickly stopped his hips from moving long enough for Allen to slump against him, panting heavily.
"What's wrong?" Rabi asked, getting rather concerned.
"W-what…what did you hit?" He said, trying to regain himself.
"Wha- oh…" The redhead started but stopped, soon understanding the situation. Oh yes…that little bundle of nerves that could send a man up a wall if hit…and with that thought a smirk formed on Rabi's face.
"You mean this?" Rabi asked, practically slamming into the spot. Allen jerked his head back and let out a loud moan…much louder then the pervious ones. What…the hell had the redhead just done to him? He'd never, repeat, never felt like this before…He had just been HIT with so much pleasure at once…and he wanted to hit again. Without even asking, Rabi began to slam into him over and over again, sending streams of pleasure throughout his entire body. He was going numb, becoming so lost in ecstasy that he could no longer form a thought or coherent sentence.
Rabi couldn't take much more. Allen's moans, screams, and pleas for more where about to send him over the edge. He loved that voice…that high-pitch 'god don't stop!' voice that made him want to melt right there. Hell, everything he was doing was about to completely shut him down for the day. Their hot, sweat drenched bodies rubbing against each other, creating such a friction that could possibly start a fire if it wasn't such a contradictory. Hands clawing and grabbing at body parts, burning with the desire to do more…touch more…Lips moving along bare skin, creating more heat between the two bodies…yeah…he had less then a minute left before this wonderful moment was over. Deciding that he wanted to take Allen with him, he began to dramatically speed up, slamming much harder into the beanspout, making his pleas louder. Yes…he wanted to hear more…much more. Seeing that their current position was no longer cutting it, he quickly changed it, Allen now on his back, who was now clawing desperately at the redhead's back. Allen was about to die from the sheer amount of pleasure he was receiving, Rabi was about to give in because, dammit, he was at his limit…perfect weren't they? And with one last thrust…
"SHIT!"
"S-so good!!"
Everything was over in an instant. Rabi was technically the first the let go, filling the beanspourt with his hot seed. Allen just as quickly let go as soon as the hot fluid hit that oh so sensitive spot, causing him to arch forward and trembled as he tried to ride out the wave of pleasure that was taking over his entire body. Once the intense feeling was over, Rabi collapsed next to the beanspourt, panting heavily and trying his best to regain a small amount of energy that would allow him a little pillow-talk. He REALLY wanted some feedback, because honestly, he had never screwed anyone that hard, that fast, or that deep. Pulling Allen into a tight embrace, he pressed his forehead against his; still trying to find the words he so desperately wanted to speak. He really didn't want to speak about such things when they woke up the following day, because simply, it would be awkward. They would most likely avoid eye contact, finding it embarrassing and slightly nerve-racking…why you ask? Because those wonderful comments would pop up when eye-contact was made…'I didn't know you could move like that'… and 'that was really kinky...' were just a few. Rabi wanted to get it out of the way, because he didn't want to imagine all the dirty things he'd done to Allen...or all the dirty thing he was going to do…every time he looked at him…Though such thoughts were not completely avoidable even after the fact. But unfortunately for the redhead, he had not noticed that Allen had already fallen asleep…
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Allen was happy…which meant Lavi wasn't. He'd…he'd heard it all…everything that had gone in his brother's bedroom…and he was depressed beyond belief. HE wanted to do those things to the beansprout…HE wanted to the first to make him moan out his name and beg for more. But he wasn't…it was his brother. His damn brother…the one how had bitten him to win! It wasn't fair! The redhead slumped against the park bench he was currently sitting on, feeling so defeated that he wasn't sure what he should do with himself. He could just jump Allen, who was perched next to him, and screw him right there…but then he'd be seen as the bad guy! So what could he do? The beansprout's happiness, though a very good thing, was making him fall further and further into the pit of despair.
"What's wrong, Lavi? You seem…out of it." Allen commented, taking note of the redhead's miserable looking position. Lavi looked at him for a moment, and then placed his head in the beansprouta lap. Allen jumped a little at this, and made a little sound. He really hadn't expected something so…sudden from the redhead, given who he was and how he usually acted. Allen began to gently stoke his hair, smiling slightly as he tried to understand what was going thru Lavi's head. He then heard the redhead mutter something a long the lines of 'do you like him more then me?' Allen taking the 'him' as the other redhead which made his smile a little wider. Lavi might have been the more mature one, but he could act so childish sometimes. Pulling him forward slightly by his collar, he softly pressed his lips against his, seeing it as alright since there were not many people around. That's what had him all down in the dumps? Rabi must've bragged about being 'so damn good in bed' and that thought 'oh crap, what if I'm not that good?!' popped into his head. It was ridiculous! Upon parting, Allen racked his fingers through Lavi's hair, watching as he relaxed against him. And to think…if you would've told him a few months ago he'd be doing something like this, he would've thought you were crazy. Shaking his head slightly, he really didn't need to say anything because he knew that the redhead understood that what he had just said was absurd.
"Don't be stupid, Lavi…" Allen said, still stroking his hair, "I love you and your brother…no more, no less. Who cares if he got to me first? You'll be doing it to me soon, right?"
Lavi couldn't help but smirk at this. It was either his happy mood, or the action that had taken place yesterday, because the redhead had never imagined those words coming out of Allen's mouth. Raising his hand, he began to caress the beansprout's cheek, loving how he blushed when his palm came in contact with his cheek. Just as he was about to pull him down slightly and kiss him, he stopped himself…why? Because of what he saw…no matter how much he wanted to blink away the image he saw in his peripheral vision, he couldn't…and he cursed.
"Hi you two! What are you doing?"
That whore…why was she here?! Why now?!
"Lenalee…what do you want?" Lavi said, clearly annoyed. Allen pinched the redhead's cheek, not liking his tone. He knew the twins disliked the girl, but that didn't mean he could mouth off. Seeing that Lavi was clearly irritated, Allen decided to send him off on a little errand; since it was still hot as hell they needed something nice and cool to refresh them.
The redhead really didn't feel like leaving the beansprout with the crazed girl, but he knew of a vending machine that was not too far. Getting up from his comfy spot, he shot Lenalee an evil look before he left. He had half a mind to stay and shoot and few insults at her. But he wouldn't do such a thing in front of Allen…he didn't want to give him the wrong idea. Deciding that it was alright to take his time, Lavi slowed down and began to admire the scenery. Though extremely hot, the park was quite beautiful. The trees were in full bloom, filling the area with such colors that would make a rainbow envious of its brilliance. There was no wind, so they did not sway all that much, but they could sprinkle their petals on the unsuspecting people who passed by. There was an old saying that if petals fall on the heads of two people who've just confessed their love for one another, they are granted good luck for life. Lavi considered doing this, seeing that the beansprout's luck wasn't all that great. It was a damn shame…someone like him going through so much…someone out there was laughing at his pain, be it earthly or not. Hmm…maybe they should perform another exorcism…That thought made the redhead chuckled; seeing Allen's shocked expression again was worth it. Sighing as he walked up to the vending machine, he inserted twenty cent into the slot and pressed the 'water' picture…and waited…and waited…and waited…what the hell? What was taking so long? Becoming fed-up with the machine's lack of understanding, he kicked the front of it as hard as he could. It swayed a little, but still remained strong, which irked the redhead.
"Then give me back me goddamn money!" He yelled, kicking it a few more times, denting it…that wasn't too great of an idea. As he turned to leave, he was hit was a can of soda in the shoulder. Quickly turning around, he barely dodged another one that nearly nailed him square in the face. Moving out of the way as fast as he could, he let the remaining cans fly out, hoping no one walked by. Crap, wasn't this called 'defacing public property'? After about five minutes, the machine stopped, allowing Lavi to retrieve his beaten and bruised bottles of water. Allen wouldn't mind a little bruised water, would he? Nah…Walking back to the bench, he found that Lenelee was gone, and that made him cheer mentally. He'd only brought two bottles, and he really didn't want to give her an indirect kiss…or Allen to do it either. Once he'd gotten closer to the beansprout, he could see that his head was down, hands tightly gripping his head…that wasn't a good sign. Picking up the pace, he tried to think of a reason for his appearance…maybe she did something to him. If that was the case, he'd have to hunt her down and…make sure she turned up missing.
"Allen?" He said, slowly placing a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and gave the redhead the most horrified expression…now Lavi knew something was very wrong…
"She did it…she did everything…" He said muttered.
"What are you saying?" Lavi asked, now deeply concerned.
"She did it! The milk! The e-mails! The pictures! Dammit, Lavi, she knew Ryo! She knows what I did…"
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A/N: That's all for that chapter! Sorry for the delay! I haven't written smut in a LONG time…
