For this one character, I wanted to make a special mention to my sweetheart NaruShika-Forever as she is the one that wrote the fight scene for me since they are not really my style and, to top it off, I was having a writer's block with it.
Alright, yeah, he had lied to Lavi. Straight up to his face. Well, not really since he wasn't facing him, but whatever. And he had lied to his uncle. And siblings. Not his father, Cross could see right away through his lies, so no point on even trying. And it was good to have someone having his back, so they both had told everybody that he was meeting with an old acquaintance and nobody asked nor complained about him having to skip work. And it was a good thing that Devi loved being put on DJ dutty every now and then and he never asked why that day or anything. Tyki probably suspected something because he had giving him appointed looks all day, but Allen was not going to involve him in this, Tyki had enough trouble of his own with his blond baker to give him something else to worry about.
It wasn't hard to find the bastards who dared to touch his bunny. You could see them from a mile away, leaning against the wall, smoking and drinking and just in front of the gay club, watching everyone who went in and out before choosing their next victim. There was seven of them, although according to Lavi three had been the ones to beat him up.
Too bad they were going to be the ones in a hospital emergency room in an hour from there.
He hadn't elaborated a plan further than go in and fucking break them to pieces. So that's what he did.
"Hey." He simply said when he reached them.
"What do you want?" One of them, the leader probably barked at him.
"A little over a month ago you beat someone up." He simply said. "Someone you shouldn't have ever touched."
"We beat a lot of people up around here."
"I'm aware of that."
"People like you. Faggots." Another one pointed out, the second in command, probably.
"I'm aware of that, too. But, most people are not MMA experts, now are they? My boyfriend certainly is not." He was just looking at them with boring eyes, a trick that he had learnt from his father and that he knew, irritated the others.
"Your boyfriend? We beat up your boyfriend and you came here to look for us? What do you want to have? Matching bruises?" One of them reached out to him, so he simply grabbed his fingers and doubled them backwards, hearing them crack and the guy yell in pain, but he wasn't anywhere near done with him, so he took a step forwards and forced him to his knees before he grabbed him by his hair, tilting his head backwards rashly.
"Did I say you could touch me, rat?" He growled before he just punched him on the nose, a cruel smile spreading on his face when the blood started to rush down. "Oops, my hand slipped." There was no humour in his voice and when he heard the thump of an unconscious body hit the ground he looked at it with no sympathy. "Wow."
"Bit clumsy there, don't you think, moyashi?" They all whipped around and they all gaped at the Japanese man standing there.
"What the fuck are you doing here Bakanda?" Allen questioned, promptly ignoring the guys, who were now watching the two of them interact.
"Same as you, as presume. He may be your boyfriend, but he's my best friend."
And Allen couldn't retort to that, so he just shrugged. "Just don't get in my way." He turned his back to Kanda, smirking at the remaining six. "So, how's it gonna be? One on one or six against one and a half?"
"Moyashi…" Kanda growled, but other than that, ignored him promptly.
They looked at each other and then to their leader, who shrugged before standing up properly instead of leaning against the wall. "Just because you knocked Johnny here out doesn't mean we are as easy as him."
"It would be a shame if you were, really." He only grinned and he could swear he heard Bakanda chuckle at that. So, dry humour was something in common. Now he had to like him a bit. Fan-fucking-tastic. "See, even that idiot there thinks that you are nothing but weak." He taunted them, pointing at Kanda.
"For once in your life, moyashi, you are right. I mean, you beat one of them up, how hard can it be?"
One of them had apparently grown tired of their bickering and he charged against Kanda, fist tight and held up high ready to come crashing down on the Japanese. Kanda was fast to move as he dodged it and sent his palm to the guy's chest, making sure to hit him right under his ribs which caused the guy to double over which Kanda used at his own advantage to bring his knee up and smash it into his face, breaking his nose in the process. Allen had just enough time to send a sarcastic applause in Kanda's direction before having to defend from his own opponent's leg. The guy sent his heel flying at Allen's unprotected head, only to be grabbed at the ankle and flung to the ground with Allen using the kick's momentum to propel him.
The four goons that stayed back during the fight shot a glance at each other and, in silent agreement, charged forwards at Allen. They must have assumed he would be the weaker of the two due to his shorter stature, or they could easily see the skill in Kanda since his speed was something people had to train for years to reach. Whatever their reasoning was, the faster of the three pounced, lunging with all of his weight to land on top of Allen while the other two circled to his sides in a futile attempt to block him in. Allen swung at the charging man's jaw, knocking his head up and to the side, sending spit flying through the air. The guys on the side and back of him paid no mind to their fallen comrade and closed in on Allen in sync.
Allen sent a spinning back-kick into the man on the right's skull before landing on both feet in a horse stance. Then he hooked his foot behind the guy on the left knee and pulled forward, forcing the man to his knees and forcing him into a leg lock by pressuring his ankle with enough force to break it. The man screamed bloody murder, clearly not used to getting into one-sided fights without being on the victorious side. The guy at Allen's back tried to interrupt Allen's enjoyable time of hearing this man's pain leak out through his mouth and tried to throw Allen off, but failed miserably when Allen twisted his position and put the guy in a guillotine, fully prepared to break the guy's neck. Instead he stopped just before the man fell unconscious. It wouldn't do to have them mentally missing from the fun times Allen would have with them, after all. He had so much planned.
The man that charged in the beginning got up and, seeing as he was the only one that could still move, tried to flee from the scene, holding his bloodied face as gently as possible. Kanda would have none of that and hit a point on the guy's back that sent him into a screaming fit.
Kanda grimaced a bit at Allens joyful laughter that was completely out of place next to such painful sounds. The albino drop kicked one of the fallen men before straddling him and grabbing onto his face to force eye contact. He kept adding pressure onto the jaw and listened the fully grown man whimper.
He only noticed something was happening when Kanda shouted and something broke over Allen's back. With the adrenaline pulsing through his veins he reacted automatically, twisting to grab the attackers ankle and pulling. The man lost his balance, but managed to catch himself before crashing into the ground. Kanda was on him before Allen could move to do anything else. He maneuvered under the guy's minimal defences and knocked his chest back. The guy stumbled and threw a wild kick at Kanda, clipping his side but Kanda was faster and stronger, so he caught his leg and forced him against the wall, the guy's head banging hard against it, which left him unconscious on the floor. When the Japanese turned around, he saw Allen stand up from his position over the man, cleaning his hands with his shirt.
They stared at the unconscious bodies on the floor, unimpressed and a bit disappointed it all finished so soon. Kanda spat a bit of blood on the wall next to him, wiping his mouth off with his sleeve.
"You ok?" Allen asked, arching an eyebrow. He had been involved in enough fights through the years to know that spitting blood could mean serious damage inside.
"Yeah. You?"
"Nothing broken." He shrugged as he stepped purposefully onto one of the guys' hand hard enough to break his fingers. "That was boring. I hoped that at least they would last a little longer." He kneeled next to one three of the bodies and patted them down.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Kanda asked, watching him and he could not believe his eyes when he saw the Englishman taking their wallets away. "Are you fucking robbing them? Beating them up and getting charged for it I'm fine with, robbery not so much."
"Calm down Bakanda, I just want to make sure they'll be behind bars for a long, long time with no need of trial. And for money, I do anything."
"I can't believe you. And how are you going to send them to prison without trial? Things don't work this way."
"Pulling some strings." He smirked darkly. "You see, Shisho has also some contacts in both the police and a few judges and we both know that justice is not only blind but deaf and mute."
They headed to the subway, ignoring the afraid looks everyone was giving them but hey, they were covered in blood specks and drenched in sweat. And bruised up: Allen knew he had a nice bruise forming on his left cheek which darkened the colour of his tattoo, he had a deep cut on his inner arm and a few more bruises on his stomach and back. Kanda had his lip busted, and also a bruise forming on his cheek. He had a slight limp on his step and probably had more bruises under his clothes.
They sat down in the train and watched how everyone around them took several steps away.
"Is he going to kill us for doing this?" Kanda questioned out of the blue, startling the albino.
"Most definitely. Unless we tell him a lie. Something like we fought each other." The British replied tiredly.
"Does that mean we have to be… friends now?" He spat the word as if it as venom in his mouth.
And Allen's eyes just grew big and thunderstruck and he stared at the dark haired male next to him. "Unfortunately." He spat back.
He did not sign up for this. He did not sign up for having to deal with Kanda more than it was strictly necessary to keep his boyfriend happy. And now he'd have to lie to Lavi's face with Kanda? For all he knew, that bastard could just betray him at any moment's notice! Then again that meant Kanda would be exposing himself, too.
"So we have to trust each other?" The musician questioned.
"Unfortunately." Allen made a face at him before standing up. "Where are you getting off at?"
"Nalei's. I want him to clean my cut. If my uncle sees me like that I'll be bedridden for at least a week." He sighed: Neah was so incredibly paranoid when one of his children got hurt. And Allen and the twins were usually the ones on top of that list. "You?"
"I'll go to Alma's. No need to confront Lavi right now." He replied, also getting up as he had to change lines to get to his boyfriend's home.
Nalei had ripped him a new one. He had been yelling at him for being irresponsible, for not thinking things through and for making him worry.
"You didn't even know I was going there!" He exclaimed.
"Are you kidding me right now? I have known you since we were fucking 6, I was in your down lows, you were in mine and you have never, ever, gone dressed in a fucking hoodie to meet any of your clients or whatever, Cross would have never allowed it because how do you plan to intimidate anyone dressed like that?" Nalei barked at him as he pulled his sleeve up and started to disinfect the wound with no delicacy and making sure Allen felt it.
He didn't reply to that because it was true. Cross would have killed him before he ever let him go to business dressed in a hoodie and jeans.
"Does Lavi know?"
"C'mon, of course not. He'd kill me." Allen slumped against the sofa, letting his best friend do his thing.
"And what are you going to tell him? That you fell down the stairs?"
"Fight with Kanda." He replied.
"And you think he's going to bite that?"
"Kanda's no better than me, I tell you."
"What do you mean…? Oh Lord. You dragged him into this too? Allen!"
"Hey, hey, hey! He came on his own, it was just a mere coincidence. You think I'd take him into a fight? For all I know he could just knock me out too!"
Nalei sighed and look at him, his eyes holding an unbelievable amount of bore in them. "So you are telling me that you both found yourselves having to fight side to side against the ones that beat Lavi up and now you are planning to lie to him saying you got into a fight with each other?"
"Exactly. He went to Alma's anyway, so we are not seeing Lavi today."
"You do remember that we are all coming tomorrow to the club, right?"
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. No, of course he did not remember otherwise he wouldn't have gotten himself into the fight! Fucking hell. Lavi, Alma and probably Lena were going to kill them and then bring them back to life so the next one could kill them.
"I'm not going to live through this, right?"
Nalei sat next to him and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. "What I think you should do, is go to Lavi and explain everything to him. Don't lie to him, he's going to find out sooner or later and I don't think you should hide something that big from him, it won't do you any good."
Allen bit his lip because he knew that, he knew that in a relationship there should be no lies. "Yeah. I guess I'll text Kanda telling him." He said as he fished his phone.
BaKanda, I'm going to tell Lavi. I ain't risking my relationship for your ass. Do whatever you want from this point on.
Bakanda: Why am I not even surprised? Just do whatever you want to do, I'll deal with him later on, I have enough with Alma right now.
Oh great, and now they were having proper conversations. He seriously did not sign up for this. Lavi was worth it, of course, but he still did not like having to have a relationship with BaKanda more than it was strictly necessary to keep his boyfriend happy.
"Want me to drive you there?"
"If you don't mind." He replied before kissing his cheek. "Thank you. For everything." He said.
"Al, you are like my brother. And Lavi's important to you and he makes you happy. You know I'd do anything to keep you happy." Allen nodded, not trusting his voice. He knew that, Nalei had fucking moved with them from fucking China to England in a heartbeat when Cross called him, he left everything he had behind for his sake.
"I'd do the same for you." The albino told him.
"You already did."
They did not talk about Nalei's sister's death too often because it was a topic that was painful for both of them. Allen loved Miena, she was like a big sister for him too. When she died him and Cross had been in Vietnam doing their thing and when Nalei called them, his voice broken and teary, he had asked Cross if he could go back to India. The man said no, that they had nothing to do there, so what Allen did was win enough money at poker and then he bought a train ticket to India. The problem came when he hit the border and the agents found a seven years old kid with some serious attitude problems and no passport nor legal documents on him. So he had given them the number of his master (after a few hours of making the officers suffer). Cross had been furious at him, almost slapping him in front of everyone, barely refraining himself, but Allen had stated very clearly he would ran away again unless they went to India with Nalei. And so they did, and then moved to China because Cross had somewhat settled down with Nalei's auntie.
And a couple of years later they moved to Africa, Australia, Central America and Europe and then the accident happened.
"C'mon, let's go before it's too late. I still have classes tomorrow." Allen smiled and stood up, following the Indian to his car.
The ride was done in silence except for the occasional humming Allen made when a song he more or less liked popped in the radio. "I'll see you tomorrow." The musician said as he stepped out of the car.
"If you are alive."
"Ha. Ha. Ha." He flipped him off before he opened the door to the building, praying to all the deities he knew that he'd survive what was going to come his way. He rang the bell and waited.
"Coming!" He heard the footsteps and watched how the knob turned, the lock pop and the door open. Silence. And then… "What the fuck happened to you?"
"We uh… we better sit down for this." He said as he stepped in, removing his shoes.
Lavi said nothing, but the frown in his face said he was not happy at all with this whole situation. They went to the ginger's room and sat on the bed, facing each other. "Are you alright?" He cradled his face to take a better look at the darkening bruise.
"Ah yeah, it isn't much." He replied before shuffling closer and sitting on his lap. "Before anything, I just want you to know that what I did, I did it for you and that I would do it again without a second thought. And I know you are going to be mad at me but please hear me out first."
Lavi nodded and kissed his forehead, wrapping his arms around him just so he knew he wasn't going anywhere.
"I got into a fight." He started, tentatively. "I… provoked the fight. I went there knowing that I would beat the crap out of those guys. There were seven of them but I knocked one out with a punch so really there were only six but then Kanda appeared so he took care of one of them because the other ganged up on me and…"
"Wait, wait, wait. Where did you go? And why was Kanda there?"
Allen looked down, worrying his lower lip and wringing his hands. "P-Pimlico." He muttered.
Lavi closed his eyes in resignation. "Pimlico?"
"Yeah. I couldn't bear the thought of them getting away with what they did to you. They didn't deserve to be happy and just forget about you. They had to pay for it." He was still not looking at him.
"And what if you couldn't have taken them down, huh? Would I have to be on a waiting room in a hospital praying to anyone up there to not take you away from me? Is that what you wanted?" He wasn't yelling, but he was close to it and that only made Allen feel guilty.
"No. I don't want to cause you any pain. Ever." He replied, still looking down. "But I couldn't live with myself if I hadn't done anything to them. It… it breaks my heart every time you wake up sweating and crying and reaching for me because of a nightmare. You didn't deserve this, you are one of the best people I have ever known. This shouldn't have happened to you."
Lavi sighed and hugged him tighter. "It's not your fault love." He kissed his head. "I'm not mad that you went there, I'm mad that you lied to me about it."
"You wouldn't have let me go if I hadn't. And if it's any consolation I lied to the guys as well." He rested his head on his shoulder and wrapped his legs around him. "You really aren't mad?"
"No kitten. I'm not happy about it, but I'm not going to yell at you or kick you out. You did it for me and that's something I'll never forget." He was in silence for a while, his hands rubbing on Allen's back. "You are, by far, the best thing that ever happened to me."
That brought a smile to the younger's face. Finally. "Right back at you." He straightened up a bit and kissed him on the lips.
Lavi responded to the kiss by biting his lover's bottom one and sucking it before splitting. "What about Kanda?"
"Ah, we actually met there by coincidence. He decided it'd be a good day to beat the guys who beat his best friend, I guess."
"He… did it for me?" He was feeling awkward now. Allen he had expected and was not surprised by him going to fight them. Kanda? Sure, he knew Kanda cared about him, he just never figured out that this much.
"Lavi, babe, I think you haven't fully grasped the concept that Kanda is so fucking protective of you."
"I know he cares and that he is overprotective of me. Kids at school used to make fun of me and tease me because of my eyepatch so he'd chase them away and all of that, he never did it in front of me though. I just never thought he'd go to these lengths for me." He shrugged and the albino chuckled before hugging him again, sighing. "Tired sweetheart?" Allen hummed as he nodded, burrowing further into Lavi's warmth. "Change your clothes for some of mine and let's get into bed."
"Okay." Now that the fight was over and he knew Lavi wasn't mad at him, the adrenaline high was wearing off, leaving him feeling exhausted. He sat on the bed and took of his shirt, hissing when it pressed his cut and then he moved to his jeans, letting the clothes hit the floor with no care in the world. Lavi chuckled before helping him get into his clothes, smiling sweetly at how adorable Allen looked with an over sized shirt and pants.
"C'mon, slytherin." He said and Allen giggled at the pun before he crawled under the sheets on the side of the wall, curling around Lavi when the elder was lying too. "Good night. I love you."
"Love you too." And he was out like a light.
The redhead chuckled and cuddled him closer, kissing his hair before falling asleep too.
Thanks for reading everyone! And sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!