A/N: Thank you all so much for the reviews! This chapter and the next will be kinda short (sorry!)

Disclaimer (forgot to do it): D.Gray Man does NOT belong to me

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Rule 3/Part 1: Touchy Feely

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'We interrupt this program to bring you a special report…moments ago we were informed that the house behind me, belonging to a family of five, was stricken with a tragic event no one saw coming. The father of the family suddenly snapped, murdering his wife, daughter, and…wait…I'm getting word that their son is still alive, but he is in critical condition…'

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It had been two week…two full agonizing weeks since Lavi and Rabi had 'dedicated' themselves to Allen. After he had woken up in his own room, Allen had deemed what had happened as nothing more then a bad dream. He knew that nothing that surreal could have been real. He thought that maybe he had knocked himself unconscious and Mana had SOMEHOW come home from work early, found him and had taken him home…he knew it was quite the long shot, but he needed something to believe in other then the truth that was hammering him in the back of the head. But of course all dreams and hope were shattered into nothingness as soon as the coming Monday rolled by. Once the day had started he had the vague feeling that something was going to happen that he was not going to be pleased with…and sure enough there it was, standing in front of his house with a huge (fake) smile on their face. One of the twins (he didn't know which) was waiting for him outside of his house. The first problem he saw with this whole situation was the fact that the redhead knew where he lived; no one in the whole damn town, excluding a few school administrators, knew where he lived. The second problem was that he could not for the life of him open the now closed door. The plan he had formulated in his head was to rush back inside, barricade the door and hoped that the redhead got the hint. But of course Fate just loved to pick on him whenever it got the chance, and this of course was just the perfect opportunity to do so.

In the end he was forced to walk to school with him, and the worst part was he was being ogled…or at lest he thought he was. He didn't like this; he didn't like any of this. He was like a sheep hunted by a wolf, though he was surly aware of the situation there was nothing he could do to change the outcome. If he ran, they would follow…if he hid they would ultimately find him…all he could do was accept it. He would remain silent about the matter, never mentioning it to anyone or uttering a single word. Was it wrong of him to do so? He didn't think so since he had done such a thing before...

Once at school the two of them parted way, now allowing the redhead's brother to take control over the situation. Lavi, in Allen opinion, was a little more demented then his brother; the redhead had not even let Allen sit down before he let the torture began. He wasn't even half way in the room when he heard 'good morning Moyashi-kun!' shouted at him. Everyone in the class couldn't help but laugh at the look he gave once he heard the greeting. He didn't like to be called anything other then his name! Shorty, Bean, Little Dude, Moyashi…he hated it all. There was no way in hell someone was going to call him such a demeaning name with out him calling them something back…which he learned was not the best of ideas. Lavi was far from done and the rest of the period made sure Allen did nothing but worry and squirm. Since he sat right in front of redhead, Lavi could gently blow against the beansprouts neck making him stiffen. It was too much fun; the teacher would call on Allen and just as he stood the redhead would run a finger a long his back, making him let out quit the delicious yelp. Did he think it was wrong to do such thing to someone? Hell no. All of this was nothing but entertainment for him, and he wanted to make damn sure he enjoyed himself. But all of his fun came to an end as soon as that godforsaken bell rang. He scowled as he watched his little target run out the room; he couldn't very well switch with his brother for the next class because it would break the rules. Once this part of the game had started the two redheads did not consider themselves brothers…more like rivals. At this point they would do anything but cheat to get what they wanted.

As the day continued on Allen was subjected to nothing but…but…touch feely things. And the line up as:

Lavi:

1. First Period: Blowing on his neck

2. Third Period: Holding up a sign that said 'I love you Moyashi-kun'

3. Fifth Period: Groping him (Allen was NOT a fan of this and ran out of the classroom, never coming back)

Rabi:

1. Second Period: Playing with his hair

2. Forth Period: Flicking paper balls at him

3. Sixth Period: Whispering in his ear

4. Seventh Period: Slipping a hand up his shirt (since they had to help each other with stretches, it just seemed like the perfect opportunity)

And this cycle continued for two whole weeks. Allen didn't want to say anything to anyone because he didn't want anymore attention for anyone. He couldn't handle the touching; it just made him feel…dirty for some reason…though he knew very well why. He didn't want to feel like that again…never again.

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Allen sat at lunch by himself, or he considered it by himself because he was blocking out the ramblings of the girl sitting across from him. The past two week were nothing but hell for him, he was physically and mentally drained from having to put up with the twins. He really didn't think he could hate two people so much and barely know them. Why were they doing this? Other then him being the new kid he hadn't really committed any sort of school crime (messing with the jock's girlfriend, beating up the popular kid, those sorts of things), or if he had he sure as hell wasn't aware of it. Maybe they saw him as weak and picked him out of the herd because he was very easy target. Goddamn wolves.

"Allen-chan, are you listening to me?" Lenalee asked.

Allen just nodded, not bothering to lift his head or even acknowledge the fact that he was in a conversation. Who was this girl? Why was she even talking to him? Maybe she was paid by the twin redhead to be annoying while they were on their off time. It made logical sense after all…even on their 'break' from torturing him they needed a way of massing with him. Allen didn't know whether to praise them for their genius or laugh at them for their stupidity. Either way he was not going to make it through the day like this and he knew his precious little psyche couldn't take much more. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice the slight whisper coming from across the table and the young lady going 'Oh my god? Really?!' Allen SHOULD have noticed this because he was about to have a very rude awakening. His mind was snapped back to reality as soon as he felt himself being tugged forward and slammed against the table. Shocked...no...he was not shocked...he was more pissed off then scared, stunned or irriated.

"Hiya, Moyashi-kun…" Lavi said with a sly grin.

"What the hell do you want?!" He yelled.

"Well…I want ravage you…I want to perform such acts upon your body that'll make you beg for more and cry out my name..." He said inching his way closer to Allen's face. The beansprout as not at all amused with this and finally decided to do something; he knew he'd regret it but it was the only thing his now distressed mind could think up. And before he knew it…

"Heh...I'm just-"

SLAM!

The deed was done.

"You- how- why- b-bastar-" Was the only thing Lavi could choke out as he felt a very solid object come in contact with something oh so sensitive between his legs. He wasn't in pain; no he was in something far more unmanageable. He fell to the ground, cursing loudly, hands tucked in between his legs, tightly holding his crotch. He did not see this coming and his poor genitals were the ones to pay the price. To make matters worse he could see his brother a few tables away dying of laughed. Rabi was trying his hardest to keep himself from falling on the floor while laughing so hard, especially after seeing his brother just get kneed in the crotch. The moment he say his twin walk over to Allen he wanted to waltz right over there and steal him away. But wouldn't that be against the rules? Nope, lunch time was considered a free-for-all in which the two of them would fight (sometimes literally) for their target's attention. But on this occasion something stopped Rabi from going over and he now thanked the gods he didn't. He looked over at his fallen brother and couldn't help but laugh even more, the look of pain that he gave was enough to make him fall out of his seat and grip his stomach…it was just too damn funny. So he had a slightly more sick sense of humor then his brother, what was he going to do about it? But silence soon followed as the twin heard something they never thought anyone in the town would ever utter…

"You should've died at birth! You're nothing but degenerate and should be killed!" Allen shouted. The whole lunchroom filled with silence and no one dared move. A few students whispered to one another while others looked on in disbelief. Okay, Allen could admit that what he said was wrong, but was it his fault he said it? Of course not! It was theirs! He had never in his life said something so nasty to anyone, but it wasn't his fault! He felt sick…he left with all eyes on him but he pretended to not notice. Rabi slowly got up and walked over to his brother who was now in a sitting position. Lavi didn't make eye contact which only told the other redhead that it was probably best to leave him be, but…

"Hay, um-"

"…this isn't a good time…" he interrupted.

"But-"

"Rabi…leave…now…" He said gritting his teeth.

"Come on, we can-"

"Dammit Rabi!" He shouted. He quickly got up and left, not wanting to be near anyone at that moment. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this, he wasn't supposed to be turn out like his. He was supposed to messes with Allen's head not the other way around; Lavi wasn't going to be turned into a victim…not again. He was going to be the dominant one, the one who makes things happens, the one who was going to decide the fate of others.

Once at his locker he slammed his fist against it. He was not going to let this get the best of him. Lavi was strong; he didn't need anyone other then his brother. Rabi was the only thing he needed and the only thing he had, that fact had always been there but he didn't like to accept it. To admit something such as that would mean giving in to the truth…the truth that he was alone and had no one other then Rabi by his side…no…he wouldn't do such a thing…

"Moyashi…" he started, leaning against his locker "…you almost got your wish at one point…"

Closing his eyes he tried to relax as he held his chest…

"I should be dead…along with everyone else…"

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'What a terrible day for this town it has been. How could something so gruesome happen to such a quiet and loving family? This day will forever be marked as…wait…I'm getting word that another member of the family was not present at the murder scene…yes…it seems that the twin brother of the son who is in critical condition has just arrived on the scene…what a tragic sight this must be for him…'

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A/N: Oh, oh, oh! What's this?! Do I smell back-story? XD

Oh and er, sorry about the unbetaedness DX