A/N: Thank you all so much for the wonderful reviews. Oh and I changed it so ANYONE can review! (Totally forgot I could…stupid me! DX)

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Rule 3/Part 2: Noteworthy Confession

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He knew it was wrong…he didn't mean to say such things…they just came out, and now he was feeling the full weight of the words he spoke. They were hurtful and full of a poison he did not mean to inject, and it was now backfiring on him. He needed to think and knew the music room was not the greatest of ideas. The twins knew about his visits their and he really didn't want to be beaten to a bloody pulp in such a room. He needed a temporary secluded area where no one in the school could bother him, though it was easier said then done. A classroom would probably be the worst; people loved to come in and out of there so it wasn't privet at all. The bathroom was another terrible idea because…well it was a bathroom. It was smelly, dimly lit and...and people peed there for Christ sake! This was his fault; if he hadn't said such nasty things then he wouldn't have to hide from the twin redheads. Allen held his stomach as a knout started to form...this didn't feel right and he could no longer hide his disgust with himself. Tears started to form in his eyes, and try as he might he couldn't blink them back. He ran, he didn't care where he was going at the moment...he just wanted to get away…away from people, away from his thoughts, and away from those damn redheads. And just like that-

BAM!

The answer came to him. Allen had hit something solid and he really hoped his nose wasn't broken, fractured or at lest bleeding. Clamping his hands over his nose he let out a loud yelp, was it bleeding? Removing his hands he looked down and saw that they were completely clean (minus the million on microscopic critters that roamed his hand…other then that he was fine). He let out a sign of relief and he looked up to see just what he hit. He thanked the gods it wasn't a person, but it was a door…a 'door to destiny' maybe? Said door just happened to be marked 'Rooftop' and Allen couldn't help but adventure further. Like Indiana Jones he had a knack for adventures and really couldn't let himself say 'no' to an opportunity like this(though he didn't like to indulge himself in such things sometimes); after all he did want somewhere to hide away from the world and its corruption. Slowly turning the door handle he opened the large metal door, making it emit a loud 'creaking' noise. He looked up the long flight of steps and deemed the place 'not fit for human travel' but still he continued. Little by little he made mad his way up, never looking back, never second guessing himself, and NEVER thinking about what might happen once he reached the top. He became more anxious at his footsteps began to echo throughout the small enclosed area, heartbeat becoming slightly more noticeable in his chest. Why was he so nervous? Or was it the excitement of not knowing what was up there. Either way it felt sort of good.

Once at the top of the stairs he only hesitated for a split second before opening the door. He quickly covered his eyes as the piecing light of the sun nearly blinds him. Was it always this sunny? Once his eyes had adjusted enough he lowered his arms and nearly had his breath taken away. The roof was nothing special in partially; it had a chain-link fence wrapped around the edge of it, which he guessed was to keep the students from jumping of. The rooftop itself was made out of concrete and somehow gave it a rustic kind of feel. But hay, at least the place looked clean. Of course it wasn't the plainness of the area or the purity that caught his attention…it was the view. He walked over to the fence and wrapped his fingers around the metal links, staring out at the view in slight awe. From where he stood the whole town was in clear sight and it was by far the most beautiful thing he'd even laid eyes on. Such brilliant colors danced from roof to roof top and seem to create quite the extravagant pattern. Closing his eyes he tried to listen for the music he knew was there…yes the music. Everything in the world for Allen had a beat, from the smallest insect to the largest and rambunctious of cites. To him most people couldn't hear such thing because they couldn't silence themselves long enough to notice; things like this were insignificant to others but not to him. He needed to hear it, needed to know that even in such a terrible place…peace and beauty could be found.

"Nice view isn't it…"

Allen tensed but didn't turn around…he knew who was behind him. He knew that all of that running away would only lead him in a place where he couldn't escape, and by the sound of the door clicking he knew there was nowhere for him to go but down. He hated this…he wasn't a bad person; people just forced him to be one and it made him sick. Was this all he was good for? To be used over and over again and never finding peace within this world? He was pretty damn sure the answer was a hard yes.

"Look, we're here because-"

"Do it…" Allen said in a rather flat tone. Lavi and Rabi looked at each other for a moment.

"…do what?" They answered in unison.

"…Beat me unconscious, throw me over the edge…hell, both even…" Allen's grip on the fence tightened, he really didn't want this but this whole situation was his fault. He nearly gripped the fence tightly, almost cutting himself once he felt a hand gently place itself upon his head.

"Allen…if we really wanted to beat you up you wouldn't have made it up here…" Rabi said trying his best not to snicker. It was true; if the two of them felt that Allen had done something very wrong, then they would've dragged him out of the school and he wouldn't turn up for a few days. Oh don't get the wrong idea, they wouldn't kill him…just beat him to the point he wished for death. But the two of them agreed that he had done nothing wrong and that beansprout was just ignorant of what had occurred in the past…so they decided to educate them.

"Look, we just wanted to tell you shouldn't sling words like 'die' or 'killed' around here…especially around adults." Lavi explained while leaning against the fence next to Allen.

"Yeah, we don't want you to get a long boring ass lecture about the 'tragic events of the Rui household'" Rabi added now standing on the opposite side of Allen his brother was.

"R-Rui…?" Allen asked.

"It's our last name…" the two answered in unison "We're going to tell you what other people aren't…"

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Flashback…Eight years ago…

"OI! WAKE UP YA LAZY BUMS!"

Yes, the morning had just begun. It was that same thing each morning; he never slack-off with his awake up calls and didn't care if it was a weekend or not. Hell, he thought that when he got up everyone should be up! And he would make sure everyone was up; going from room to room he would shout the same thing and wouldn't tone it down for anyone. This was his duty as the sort of elder brother…he was the Grand Waker-Uper, and dammit no one was going take that responsibility away from him. He marched around the house feeling proud; no one was going to kill his-

"RABI!!" Came a very irritated voice. And another daily ritual was about to begin, the 'Running of the Twins'. The two of them would always take the same route; around the living room a few times narrowly missing the table each time, through the kitchen, down into the basement, and finally ending in their room. Everything was the same and not much change…except for today…the two ran out of the room, pillows in hand, laughing loudly and hitting one another. By this time usually their mother, father, or even little sister Ai would stop their fun and tell them to wash up and get ready…but no one was up. Lavi stopped in front of his parent's door and looked at it for a moment…where were they? Just as he was about to knock he heard a loud crash from the other side, and him being the way he was didn't proceed any further. For the last few months his parent's had been yelling at each other, but it wasn't the yelling that was bothering him, but what they were yelling about...their sister.

Ai was younger than them by two years, and strangely enough sported hair a shade of red much brighter then the twins. She also didn't have emerald eyes, which the two twins thought was weird since both of their parents did. But they didn't think too much of it, but apparently their father didn't approve at all. Their father would argue over if their mother was 'cheating', though Lavi didn't know what kind of game she had been playing to do so. Lavi would sometimes hid and watch then, his father shouting about 'another man' and the redhead thought that maybe the 'other man' was another player in the game his mother was cheating at. He was, however, starting to dislike his father because he would hit Ai whenever he found a chance. She would cry and their father would ignore her, leaving her alone and forbidding the two twins to go near her until she stopped. According to his father a 'real man does not comfort abominations' which the two didn't really understand, but not wanting to be punished did what they were told.

"Um…are they fighting again…?" Came a timid voice from behind him. Lavi turned around and tried his best to put on a fake smile for her.

"Er, no! They're probably just playing!" He said laughing nervously. Apparently that was enough to satisfy her because she smiled a little and hugged him. The children of the household knew nothing…not about what the 'real' world was like or about what it would do. There would be a time for them to learn, but as of now they were innocents…shielded from the world's wrath and allowed to walk upon it without a care…but the world sometimes liked to throw a wrench in that plan…

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"Goal!" Rabi shouted as the checkered ball flew into the goal. After the mornings events he needed to get out of the house and leave his family. There were times he just needed to get away from it all, never looking back on what he was leaving behind him. Don't get him wrong, he loved his family but lately things had been getting out of hand, and he really didn't wish to be a part of it anymore. Ai was his sister…but he wasn't sure how to treat her nowadays with their father was around. He didn't know whether to treat her the way her father did or go against his word and be her 'brother'…so basically he was caught in the middle. He didn't like being in such a place because it made him think about things he didn't like…he didn't want to choose between two people he held dear. But right now he was too focused on kicking one more goal to win the game. After he had left the house he decided to play a little soccer, inviting Lavi to go with him but he declined wanting to spend time with Ai. Rabi just let it go and didn't think that much of it, but in the back of his mind he really thought he should stay. While on his way out he noticed his father sitting at the kitchen table with an unreadable look on his face…and that look didn't sit well with him. But once again he shrugged it off, seeing it as nothing more then him being 'difficult' as his mother called it. His parents used the strangest words.

"Come on ya strawberry!"

As of now the redhead was being challenged by four six graders who apparently had nothing better to do. The seven of them had been playing soccer for quite some time, which the redhead found amusing since the score was 0 – 25 (him). Rabi had easily taken them, but if Lavi would have been there the task would have been MUCH easier and almost unfair. The two of them were unstoppable when it came to sports; when they played on opposite teams most of the time the score would end up as a tie, but when they played together victory was guaranteed. It was just one of their natural talents.

"Heh, okay!" He said grinning wide. Instead of just kicking the ball into the goal again, he decided to pull one of his many 'amazing tricks' that would 'mystify' and 'stupefy' everyone. Kicking the ball up into the air, he waited for the others boys to go after it, once they did he tripped one of them making them semi-fall. Before the kid hit the ground Rabi vaulted off of his back, and timing everything right, kicked the ball just as it came back down making the goal. And the rest of the boys were indeed 'mystify' and 'stupefy' with out a doubt.

"Dude…" one of them started "can you play on my soccer team?! We really suck!"

Rabi had to decline which disappointed the boys. He really didn't like playing on teams outside of school, too much pressure and he'd rather play for the hell of it then a real goal. Once he had retrieved his soccer ball he proceeded to walk home...maybe his father and mother had cooled off enough. He hated when they yelled at each other…it not only upset him but upset Ai because she was always the center of the conflict. His brother had the responsibility of covering his sister's ears so she wouldn't have to hear such things…so he could take most of the sting away from the words their parents would sling around. And what would Rabi do? Nothing…or to put into better words he didn't know what he could do. He would sometimes stand-in for Lavi when he wanted to hear what his parent were saying a little better and didn't want Ai to be left alone, but other then that Rabi would just sit in a corner and block it out. He didn't want to acknowledge what was going on let alone get involved with it.

He then noticed that there were quite a few sirens going off. He thought that maybe someone had had some sort of accident or made a robbery, he'd seen both of these thing happen to friends of his and they weren't that upset over it. There wasn't much crime in the town so if the police were called they were for minor things, but other then that Rabi was sure that there was nothing to worry about...until…

'Hay…that's…my block…'

And before he could process anything else, he started to run down the street full speed, never stopping to think that inevitable question…'what if'…Once he was upon the scene he could see many people crowed on the opposite curb of his house, all of them with a grim look on their faces. There was yellow caution tape stretched around the whole house, making it so no one could enter. This wasn't happening…this wasn't his house! It couldn't have been! He ran over and tried to cross but he was pulled back by a police officer who did not look pleased at all.

"Kid, what the hell do you think you're doing? This is a mur-"

"This is my house! I live here! My family is-" He started but stopped as soon as he saw three body bags being pulled from the house. What was going on? The people dragging the body bags away had left the door open letting him get a clear look inside…and what he saw made him almost vomit. Blood…lots of blood…splattered on the walls and some on the back of the door. This wasn't right…he must have gotten hit in the head with his soccer ball and passed out. Yes, this was nothing more then a dream! He'd wake up in a minute and those six graders would be laughing at him being 'passing out was for girls'! But then...all illusions…all of his denial shattered as soon as he saw a stretcher being pulled by four paramedics quickly being rushed out of the house. It too was covered in blood and he wanted to turn away…but he couldn't. This was the thing that told him he couldn't pretend anymore…he had to face it.

"Sir, are we going to make it in time?" One of the paramedics asked.

"I'm not sure; he's lost too much blood…" Another answered. Rabi knew that right now…at this very moment…something had died inside of him…something that wasn't supposed to yet. He tried to hold onto what little piece he could, hoping that maybe this wouldn't be the last time he'd have it. He couldn't put himself in denial again…he had seen too much. He knew that this was not supposed to happen and he was not supposed to be witnessing it. This…was not the world he lived in; this couldn't be such a place. This…place…was not his home. He lost it completely when he saw the figure on the stretcher cough out nothing but blood.

"Sir!" One of the paramedics called

"I know! Dammit kid, stay with me!" The other yell

That was it…he let it go slowly and never thought twice about picking it up…he couldn't…it was dead…his innocence had just died…and the only thing he could was scream...

"LAVI!!"

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Forty minutes ago…

Lavi had decided to relax a little. It was a weekend after all and he needed a break from the all the uniformity of his school...everyone needed a break from those things. Saturday was the only day of the week he could wear his pajamas all day; however, he had to accompany his mother to the store ever Sunday and therefore had to change. But he wasn't thinking about tomorrow, he was thinking about today and only today. So he proceeded over to the couch and sat next to Ai, who was currently reading a book while sitting upside-down. The redhead didn't question her in the slightest; he'd done the same at one point in his life. Deciding to join her, he positioned himself next to her and looked up at what she was reading. It was an old book she must have found somewhere in the twin's room because he remembered the pictures.

"Nii-san…?" She started

"Yes?"

"What does, um, 'dependable' mean?" She asked.

"It means something you can rely on." He answered.

"Oh…what does 'rely' mean?" She asked again. Lavi laughed a little.

"It means you can trust something." He said in a matter-of-factly tone. Ai give him the 'oh okay' look and when about reading. Now Lavi found this odd because he knew the book didn't hold such a word in, so where had she heard it? He didn't want to dig any deeper then he should, finding it neither interesting nor relevant. Yes, the two twins had an amazing memory; they could damn near tell you every detail or event in anything they read or saw. They didn't really understand how they could do it, they just knew they could and that was enough, right? Lavi heard a loud crash come from the kitchen and without a word he quickly took Ai upstairs. That's how all the fights started, there would always be a loud crash followed by hours of arguing. Lavi could take it after so long, but Ai couldn't do such a thing. He had to stop at the top of the stairs and cover her ears; the yelling had started earlier then usual and he couldn't make it to the room. So there he sat…at the top of the stairs, hands covering his sister's ears. He wouldn't dare leave her, not while this was going. They were louder than usual and he knew they'd become more physical as well…why were they like this? Ai didn't do anything wrong, so why were they constantly arguing about her? Lavi didn't understand, but he was sure he didn't want to.

'It's okay Ai…I'm not going to hate you…'

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Thirty minutes and twenty-eight seconds…this was how long they'd been arguing. Lavi had managed to get Ai into his bedroom and close the door, trying to null the sound as much as he could. This was rather odd; their parents would at lest take a break then go back at it, but today it was an all out war. He didn't want to investigate this, he wanted to stay right there and protect his little sister. Today was not a good day for anyone…and then he heard something…something he really didn't know how to describe. Silence. His parents were NEVER silent when it came to arguing. Their usual way for ending an argument was for one of them to go into a room, usually theirs or the study, and slam the door as loudly as they could. But this time…there was just silence. The redhead slowly removed his hands from his sister's ears and prayed it wouldn't start again. Maybe they had made up…maybe they had found some sort of resolution that involved them not acting like monsters in front of their children. Whatever it was, Lavi was happy it happened.

"….Nii-san?" Ai started

"…yes?"

"Can I go cheer mommy up?" she asked. Ah yes, that was Ai's responsibility; she would comfort their mother whenever an argument would end and try to 'make things better' somehow. Ai was the only one who could make her do such a thing, but of course their father frowned on such a thing. But today Lavi didn't think it was such a good idea for some reason. It was the silence that irked him…he didn't know what was going on downstairs and didn't want Ai to be a part of it.

"Please Nii-san…Mommy might be crying…" She said, now pleading to him. Lavi couldn't refuse after hearing that.

"O…okay…b-but if Daddy tries to do anything, you-"

"I come right back, right?" He finished for him. Lavi nodded and watched as Ai left, wanting nothing more then to stop her…and he should have.

"AI, GO BACK UPSTAIRS!" He heard his mother yell. Soon after that he heard her scream…not of fright but of pain. Lavi jumped to his feet and quickly left the room; he was told many times by his mother that if Daddy did anything, be it slapping her or attacking her, that he should call the police and tell them everything he heard or saw. So that's what he did. Sprinting to his parents room, he picked up the phone and called 911. After a few rings someone picked up and not a moment too soon…he heard his mother scream again and a loud 'thud' against a wall.

"Hello 911, who may I ask is call-"

"H-help! P-please help!" He said panicking.

"Calm down, now tell me your name" Came the calm and collective voice of the operator.

"L-Lavi…Lavi Rui…m-my address is 9283 Maple Drive- eep!" He jumped once he heard his mother start to call out for their father to 'stop' followed by another loud 'thud'

"Alright, I'll sent the police and the paramedics over, but I need to to-"

CLICK

"H-Hello…? Hello?!" Lavi pleaded. The phone had just died for some reason and he didn't know what to do. He dropped the phone and rushed downstairs. He didn't want to hear this…he couldn't be hearing this...Ai was screaming. Stumbling on the last few steps, he made his way to the kitchen and dropped to his knees. He didn't want to see this...this was sick, twisted, and so very wrong. He saw a pool of blood in the middle of the kitchen and he knew who it belong to. Following the bloody handprints along the wall, as well as the blood trail with his eyes…he found her. Near the front door he saw her body lying on the ground…lifeless…cold...this couldn't be right. Lavi wanted to scream, wanted to cry out but he couldn't move; this was too much. This wasn't supposed to happen…he was supposed to be upstairs holding his hand over Ai's ears, Rabi was supposed to be in the corner blocking everything out and his parents were supposed to be downstairs arguing. There wasn't supposed to be blood…what had made his father snap so badly? What it worth killing his wife…and where was-

"NII-SAN!!"

Lavi snapped out of it as soon a he heard Ai scream. Jumping up, he followed the voice of his younger sister until he found her…but it was too late. His father had locked himself in the backroom, and poor Ai was screaming at the top of her lung. Panicking even more, Lavi pounded on the door and started to beg…he begged for his sister's life…he begged for him to stop…but being the way his father was...he was only going to grant one of those wishes. The screaming stopped and the redhead could now hear himself crying; thought, he wasn't sure when he'd started but right now that didn't matter. What mattered now, right now, was that he couldn't hear Ai anymore…and that fact was enough to shut him down. He…didn't care anymore; Ai…his mother…they were gone and he may have been young but he knew how death worked. It stole those you hold deal away and never brought them back. He wasn't going to see them again, nothing was going to be the same and he could feel something inside of him start to break. It was painful but it hurt him mental instead if physically, and that was the worst kind of pain. He didn't register his father walking out covered in blood holding a larger knife, or the fact the he had been slammed into a nearby wall.

"…are you mine…?" His father questioned in a low, husky tone. Lavi just looked on, mind blank and tears still flowing. Though he knew the blade of the knife had pieced his chest, he knew this pain was nothing compared to the one he felt inside, the feeling that something was about to break…and he couldn't fix it. But he still cried out in excruciating pain but that was all he did and he slowly started to black out. He felt himself being released and fall to the ground hard…he had never wondered what dying felt like, but he was about to experience it…and he didn't care. His vision was starting to blur but he could still hear clearly, and what he heard broke him. It was the sound of a gun shot, and he knew…his father had turned it on himself. His innocence was now broken…Lavi lie there bleeding…crying silently. He knew no one was going to come, but if they did they'd be too late to save him or anyone. This was sick…how could the world do this? This couldn't be the real world…it just couldn't be…As his world started to turn black one thought appeared before him, making his whimper slightly.

'Rabi…why'd you leave…?'

End of Flashback

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"So I woke up in the hospital three days later. Heh, doctors said I flat-lined twice…Rabi and I were put into an orphanage soon after." Lavi said, looking out at the scenery.

"We kinda got bounced around a lot…apparently people thought we were bad luck or something. But we did find a nice place to stay…though the guy is never home…" Rabi added. Allen really didn't have much to say…or he couldn't really think of what anything. They'd really gone through all of this? And yet they still had the capacity to smile? He was most definitely envious…He couldn't do such a thing; letting go of something that happened to him, something that made him look at everything in the world differently…the world…Fate….these two things had screwed around with all three of their live and they laughed relentlessly while they suffered. Allen wanted to cry for them, but they didn't seem like the types that would accept something like pity.

"Allen…" Rabi started "…this doesn't change anything between us…we're going to give you the rest of the day off, but tomorrow expect us to be messing with you a lot more…"

"I…t-thank you…?" Allen said, not really sure if that was an entirely good thing. Wanting to use the little time he had for lunch, Allen said a small goodbye and head for the door, never stopping to look back until…

"Moyashi-kun…" Lavi called.

"Y-yes…?" He answered

"We love you" They said in unison. Allen didn't hesitate and flung the door open. He was going to run down the stairs and calmly collect himself while walking to the music room, but that plan got derailed. As soon started down he slammed into someone, sending both of them toppling down the stairs. Allen yelped when he hit the door at the bottom of the staircase. This was NOT his day.

"I-I'm so sorry!" Lenalee said while helping him up. He just nodded and just left it at that. He didn't want to knew what she was doing up there nor did he particularly care. Holding his now sore back, he opened the door and slightly limped away slightly. What the hell was she doing up there? Spying? Whatever it was Allen was not happy that she was there, his poor back was the one that had to pay the price becuase she was...doing something. The twins, still on the roof, laughed slightly as they continued to stare out into the distance. They had said a lot and wished Allen the best because now...they were going to turn up the heat...

"You know…he likes me more now…" Lavi said

"Oh no, he feels more pity towards me then you…" Rabi retorted.

The game was still very much on...

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A/N: Geez, guess I lied! This was rather long! XD