It'd been a month since Allen's death. I couldn't tell if the time had passed by too slowly or fast. In all honesty, I wasn't paying attention.
Nobody really said anything about it. Some who were closer to him wore forlorn faces, but in only a matter of time, they returned to their normal rituals.
I didn't mean to dwell on it for the whole day either, but I ended up doing so anyway. Like it made so much of a difference. I've spent all these days doing exactly that.
I retreated to my room, where a decent stack of work that I had procrastinated on awaited me. With a sigh, I carried the papers to the miniature desk and started reading them absently.
In the year blah blah blah, four akumas destroyed the entire city of –
Screw it. I wasn't even bothering to understand this crap, so what was the point of reading it?
I made my way back to the bunk bed me & the panda shared, and climbed up to the top bunk. Without thinking, I grabbed my pillow and from the pillowcase, I fished out the ace of spades card I had taken on that day.
I never told anyone about it. Not Bookman, nor Lenalee, nor anybody else. I decided that this last reminder of Allen would be my secret only. It was selfish, yeah, but did I care?
Not at all.
I stared at the card for a while, studying it's every detail.
I didn't get it. Why this card was the only thing left of him, why someone had killed someone as sweet and innocent as Allen, why, why, why. So many questions that I knew would remain unanswered.
And for the first time as Lavi, or any other of my 48 aliases, I cried.
For Allen Walker, and for Allen Walker only.
- Eh, I'm really not too happy with this chapter. Sorry if Lavi seems OOC, or it just sucks. -_- I hope to make the next one better though =) and I promise, it'll be a happy, fluffy ending! :DD