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Rule 5: Truth, Lies, and Fine Wine

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Brightness…that's all he could see once he opened his eyes. Shielding them, he tried to remember the events that took place before he had passed out. All he really could recall was being wet…being wet and being held. Slowly but surly all the pieces fell together; he'd never remembered crying so much in such a short while. He really made himself look weak…he'd have come up with some dumb-as-hell excuse to tell Lavi when he saw him again. Lavi…why had he been so nice? He could have left him there, he could have joined in with the others…but he took him away instead. What was up with these twins? Perverted one moment, and then worrying about his well being the next…he didn't get it. What kind of game were they playing? Either way (and he really didn't think he'd ever say this) he was thankful, and felt a little happy. Removing his hand from his eyes he stiffened…this was not the school locker-room nor his room…it was the pretty viridian room with the books scattered about...his happy feeling just died. Allen shot up and instantly regretted it; the first rule of waking up is to NEVER jolt upward, unless you want to feel dizzy as hell…which he did. He held his head and let out a small whimper; why did he always do the dumbest things? He then noticed that he wasn't wearing his shirt…or his pants for that matter. What he was wearing was an oversized, white long-sleeved shirt and…thank god, he still had his boxers on. Why in the world…oh right…the milk. He was still felt pretty bummed about the whole thing, but he guessed this made up for it.

"mhm…"

Allen froze. Looking over he swore he heart stopped…Lavi was asleep next to him. Thoughts started to race through his head ranging from 'He's sick! He violated me while I was asleep!' to 'M-Maybe he didn't do anything…', but all of this was making his head hurt again. He stiffens once again when he feels an arm snake its way around his waist, pulling him down. What was he going to do now?! He didn't want to be rude, push him away, and yell since he did save him from losing it in a hall filled with animals, er, people. From what he could tell, the redhead was still asleep and maybe there was a chance for escape…but that terrible fact that he didn't know where he was reared it ugly head. He STILL didn't know where the redhead's house was located, so that made escape a total failure. He couldn't stay because…well…he was lying against Lavi's bare chest. It was a bit much, but at lest he was warm; what he was thinking right now would NEVER be uttered by him, even if he was in a room by himself. He really didn't want these thoughts in his head, but he really couldn't help it. He didn't understand these two-

"Allen…" The redhead muttered…he was starting to wake up. Allen closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, since he did not want the redhead to know that he was awake. He didn't know what he'd say to him, so why not buy some time by faking it? There was a shift in weight, and Allen felt a familiar sensation. Lips against his…he once again didn't pull away, instead he allowed it like he allowed Rabi to kiss him. It felt almost the same, but Lavi's kiss was a little harder, a little more passion filled. He really couldn't tell which was the better kiss- no…no, no, no, no! He was NOT going to think about that! He didn't need to think about such things because he did not like the twins in that way, hell; he didn't want to think of them in that way. He had too much on his mind, and to be honest he really didn't want to have a relationship with anyone…but…what I he did? This was a big 'what if', but he had thought about it once or twice…just enjoying the time you spend with someone you…loved. It was a crazy idea, especially with the life he lived…but it did sound nice. Once again Allen was so deep in thought that he had not noticed that the redhead's lips had left his, and therefore nearly yelped once he felt them reappear on his neck in a very rough manner. What the hell was he doing?! Now he was really thinking about hitting him. He parted his lips to protest, but was cut off when heard a light chuckle…what was going on…?

"I can't do this…" Lavi said, embracing Allen tightly once more "I'm not going to take advantage of you…"

'He…won't?' He thought to himself, a little surprised. He felt like crying again…not because he felt distressed, that was not problem he had. What the redhead was doing to him was…this affection he was showing him was tearing him up inside. The tender caressing of his skin, the sweet words he was now whispering in his ear…it was too much. He didn't want to feel like this…He couldn't hold them back any longer so he let his tears silently fall...he was allowing himself to be variable once more. He didn't act like this around Rabi…but then again he wasn't the one who carried him home and undressed him. Did it matter? If it had been Rabi who pulled him away from those pack of wolves, taken him home and held him as he cried…would he had reacted the same way? The two of them were the same but yet so different…they were their own person and it frustrated Allen because he couldn't figure them out. As more tears started to flow, Lavi took notice…

"I guess…you don't even get peace in your dreams, Allen…" He said, wiping a few of the tears away from his cheek. Allen tried to hold back, but it was proving to become quite hard. Why did it have to be like this?

"Don't worry…I'll make the pain stop." He whispered, pressing his lips against his once more.

'But…you're the one…no…both of you are making it worse…'

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Rabi was pissed…not only had he just found out that his brother had left school without telling him, but he had taken Allen with him. He couldn't believe it; how could his brother do something like that? He had taken the beansprout without permission, and was doing god knows what to him. Why did he need permission? Because he said so! Allen was…well he was…hell he didn't know anymore. In the beginning he knew exactly what he was…a toy. Just something he and his brother could play with for their own amusement, for their own fun. He liked to touch him, he liked to hear the high-pitch sounds Allen when make when he did. Those sounds told him 'I can feel that!' which made the beansprout look more human. Rabi really did see Allen as nothing more then an emotionless doll that needed some...motive…to show what the redhead knew was there. But as time went on he wanted to touch him for entirely different reasons. He wanted to caresses his skin in a manner that made him beg for more…he wanted to kisses those lips again, but this time much more force. Was this love? Hell no, this was lust. Lust was nothing more then a skin deep emotional feeling, because frankly he was afraid of loving another person. His generic answer for why was that he would rather play around the be serious, but the truth was much darker…He didn't want to be 'close' to anyone, because he was a afraid of losing that special person in some sort of brutal way…the same way he lost his family. They were the only people he ever loved in his life, so why were they taken away? Okay, so his mother was rather unfaithful, but so what? Did that really mean his entire family (excluding Lavi) needed to be slaughtered like cattle? No it didn't…so he was going to stay as far away from a romantic relationship as he could.

Rounding the corner, he could clearly see his house in view and his anger started to grow. This whole situation pissed him off; he knew from the moment he woke up that he was going to have a very annoying day, and hell, maybe he was going to go to bed annoyed. What had gotten him all irritated? It was probably because of the lack of fun he had on Sunday. All he did was lounge around the house and think about Saturday. Of all things, why did that have to be on his mind? It wasn't even that great of a kiss…well it could have been if he was trying. If he had been he would've had Allen backed against a wall, panting, tongue half way down his throat…that would have been a kiss to keep in mind. After all, a kiss should be remembered for its awesomeness, but…he was still thinking about that kiss.

'Dammit…this is really annoying…I keep thinking about him when I really don't want to…' He thought as he reached the door. He nearly tore his pocket apart when he reached in and tried to get his house key, but that was why he owned more then one pair of pants. Upon opening (more like slamming) the door, he rushed upstairs, taking note of the foreign clothing that was lying against the banister. What had his brother done?! He knew Allen wasn't the type to give in so easily, or better put, he wouldn't give in without a fight (he was still feeling the effects of that left hook). Making his way to Lavi's room, he tried to think of a mature way of deal with this but…nothing came to mind. His immature side (the one who gave most of the orders, his libido being the second in command) was telling him to beat the living hell out of him, and ask questions later. Yes, he did see it as the 'cowboy' approach, but hay, anything was better then nothing. Storming over to Lavi's room, he was slightly surprised that the door was wide-open; the one thing he knew very well about his brother was that he liked his privacy. He wouldn't just forget to leave close it…something was up. Cautiously, he entered the room and felt his chest tighten. He saw Allen lying on the bed, chest slightly exposed from underneath an over-sized shirt, and asleep.

"What the-" He started to say, but was violently pulled back with a hand covering his mouth.

"Rabi, I swear if you wake him up…I will hurt you…" Lavi said in a low and very threatening tone. The other redhead pulled away.

"What the hell?! What did you do to him?! You're a pervert if you did anything! What am I say? Of course you did something to him! I'll-"

"One, shut up, two, I didn't touch him at all…other then take off most of his clothes." Lavi said, trying to be the 'mature one' of the conversation.

"Why did you-"

"Because if you had paid any attention to the buzz around school, you would have learned that he was hit with balloons filled with spoiled milk…" He said, cutting off his brother again.

"Did you-"

"No…I didn't put the balloons there…" He answered flatly. There was tense silence between the two, and for anyone that was acquainted with them knew that this was a clear sign of what was to come…violence. Utter the word 'silent' around someone who knew the twins and they'd think you were crazy; however, utter the word 'silent around enough other' and they would have told you to head for the hills. The two redheads loved being around the other, and didn't get annoyed with each other so easily; but when they were displeased with each other they would show it. Their fights would always start the same; the two would have a staring contest. Why? Because it would show how much dominance the other had over their brother. It was also to show who would get the first move; whoever would blink was considered the weaker of the two and therefore would be attacked first. Unfortunately…

"Rabi…" Came a small voice.

Rabi was now considered the weaker…

As soon as he broke eye-contact with his brother, he felt a sharp pain surge throughout his abdomen. He hunched over and coughed, trying his not to give in right there. Before he could even consider a counter-strike, he was slammed into the floor when his brother's foot came in contact with his back. Okay, now he really needed to retaliate; he tackled Lavi and pinned him to the floor, holding both of his wrist with one hand while his other was drawn back, ready hit him. But his couldn't…what was holding him back? It sure as hell wasn't his conscience; he was sure that thing died off years ago. So then what was it? Was it the fact that there was no real point to this fight; Rabi was pissed off and Lavi seemed irritated…so why fight? The two of them were just taking it out on each other, right? Wrong…they were fighting because of Allen…because one had given the other a look…it was subtle but could be read by the two of them. What did that look tell the other? That they couldn't have Allen…and that was enough for them to fight. But Rabi still couldn't punch him…what was holding him back?

"Rabi…stop…" Came Allen's voice again. That's what it was…the beansprout was literally holding him back. He had a tight grip on the redhead's wrist, and didn't feel like he was going to let up. Rabi didn't want to look at him, now feeling ashamed for what he had done. There was another long silence, but it was not tense…it was uncomfortable. The redhead didn't know what to say to him, but he did know that he needed to rid himself of the thoughts that were plaguing him. Lustful thoughts that should never be said out loud…he was just touching his wrist, so why? He stiffened a little once he felt his wrist go free and Allen's forehead press against his back. His heart drop once he felt the hot tears run down Allen's face and onto his shirt. He was making him cry…he didn't want to make him cry, he just wanted…he wanted…he wasn't sure what he wanted out of him. The redhead just wanted to keep this game going…but he wasn't sure if he could do that…

"Please stop…I'll leave-"

"No…don't leave…" Rabi said. He quickly turned around and embraced Allen, holding him tightly but making sure he didn't hurt him. He didn't like this feeling and it was tearing him up inside; he couldn't think properly, couldn't function properly while thoughts of Allen danced around in his head. Rabi slowly tilted Allen's chin up and kisses him…but this was not the same kiss he had given him before. This kiss told that he was unsure, that he didn't know what to do and that he was starting to scare himself. It told him that he wanted something more, but he wasn't sure if Allen would or could give him what he wanted.

'…want are you to me…?'

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It had been a week since the incident that took place in the twin's home, and the three agreed that it would never speak of it. It was just too hard of them, and they really didn't feel like reliving it. The three of them when on with life as if it never happened, and that seemed to be the best solution; however there could see in each other that answers were necessary, but there would not be any. A day after it had taken place, there was just plain awkwardness between the three of them. They didn't speak to one another and they did not make contact with the other. Rabi and Lavi couldn't face one another because their pride wouldn't allow it; Allen couldn't face the twins because he was too embarrassed with himself for the way that he acted. After about three days the confronted one another and had decided to forget about everything. So they were all in agreement…the twins still went about touching and feeling up on Allen, and in return he would freak out…but it was much more toned down. He would obviously protest when they were about to go too far, but other then that he allowed it.

Right now Allen was trying his hardest to ignore the hand that was slowly creeping up his shirt. He REALLY hated gym for this very reason; it was so easy for Rabi to grope him to the point where it wasn't funny. They were in the middle of stretches, and as always a partner was needed. The redhead took this time to slip his hand underneath the bensprout's shirt, not caring that Yu was glaring at him. Allen whimpered a little and bit his bottom lip; he could no longer deny that it felt good. But he didn't want to say thing because one, he felt that it was one those things that shouldn't be said, and two, the twins would never let him live it down. He was just about to give in when he heard Rabi yelp and the Yu start yelling. He'd have to thank the cranky teachers assistant later on…

"Stop groping the new kid!" Yu yelled.

"Ow! Come on, Yu…no one's getting hurt!" The redhead said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.

"Not…on…my…time….Usagi…" He growled.

"Hay! Just because my name is Rabi, doesn't mean you can call me a rabbit!" He yelled back. It was one thing to call him a fictional character, but it was another to call him a rodent. Yes, rabbits were soft and cuddly, but he was not a rabbit…did he look like a puff ball that hopped around, liked to eat carrots, and attract the attention of people everywhere he went? Okay…so he did do that last one, but that didn't mean he was a rabbit! He was about to give Yu another mouthful of insults, but he was stopped when he heard something that resembled a muffled laugh. He looked down to see Allen with a hand over his mouth and a very amushed look on his face.

"Something you wanna say, Moyashi?" He said, scowling a little.

"No, it's nothing…Bunny-kun." He said, now trying really hard to keep it together. Rabi was speechless, Yu was slightly amused, and everyone else could care less. Had Allen Walker just made a joke? Someone somewhere needed to erect a memorial, because this had to be a historical turning point in history. The beansprout caught on to what he had fully done, and decided that maybe it was time to flee…so he did. He quickly got up and ran to the locker-room, ignoring the shouts Rabi was giving him to 'coming back!'

'Maybe I went to far there…' Allen thought to himself

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Rabi was happy…not only had he made Allen crack a joke, but had been asked over once gym had ended. He was asked to come over by Allen. Maybe there really was something out there that wanted complete happy, and not just this lukewarm-verging-on-content stuff. You see, coming over uninvited was his way of saying 'hay, let's go hang out!', but when Allen invited him over it meant 'hay…come hang out with me…' The redhead was pleased at Allen's sudden change in heart, but he also had to question it. Allen had told him to wait at lest ten minutes before coming over so he could get 'ready' Was there something he wanted to tell him? Something he couldn't say around other people, and therefore needed somewhere more privet to talk? As much as it was a joyful moment, there was also that small sense that something was amiss. Shrugging it off, he made his way to Allen's house without a care in the world. The thing he found the most amusing about the beansprout's home, was that it was five houses away from his. Yes, he didn't have to walk too far to get to Allen's house, but he was pretty damn sure Allen knew no such thing. Rabi had found that the beansprout didn't have the greatest sense of direction; when he and his brother were watching him the first week he had arrived, they noticed that it took him fifteen minutes to reach each class. Of course the teacher didn't get mad at him, since he was new and all. The redhead sighed and smiled a little as Allen's house came into view; he was going to have fun no matter what.

Meanwhile inside the house Rabi was walking, sat a VERY nervous Allen. Why was he so on-edge? He wasn't really sure…He'd asked the redhead over because he just wanted to talk; he knew that they were supposed to forget about what had happened…but he just needed to clear up one thing…what had Rabi been so upset about? It was the only thing that buzzed throughout his mind...that look the redhead gave when he was about to punch his brother…that look that told him that he'd do anything to take Allen back. To be honest…it scared him…someone was willing to go so far for him…he didn't like it. Was this affection? Going out of your way and doing anything to protect the one to admire? He didn't understand…he didn't understand a thing. He sat at the kitchen table and slowly sipped on his fourth glass of wine…wine? Yes, wine…Chateau Lafite-Rothschild Pauillac, vintage 1989…six-hundred and forty-nine dollars a pop. His father liked to buy expensive things such as that now and then, but Allen didn't get why. Now Allen was not an alcoholic; he had only consumed alcohol once before and the outcome was not pleasant. It was a time a great stress for him, and he really needed to relax. Drugs did not suite him; he had a fear of needles, hated taking pills, and really didn't the point in snorting anything. So why not try the legal drug? Wine tasted a little funny, but other then that he could handle it. He knew this was a bad thing to do, but he was out of options; he didn't want to hold back when the conversation started, and he knew being himself was not going to help. He needed to loosen up and…basically lose himself. He jumped a little once he hears the doorbell ring, and quickly puts the wine and his glass away. Allen straightened himself out, trying his best to seem as unchanged as possible before he answered the door. Once he deeded himself reasonable enough, he want over to the door and slowly opened it. Rabi was apparently happy to see him because he nearly toppled him over with a 'hug' (it was more like a tackle)

"Aw, I missed you sooo much, Moyashi!" He said, gripping him tighter.

"Y-you said you'd stop calling me that!" Allen said, trying to squirm out of his grasp.

"Oh no, don't you remember? You declined that offer; however, that 'if I let me go, I'll go out with you' thing you offered to me was what I took." The redhead said with a grin on his face. Allen cured himself for not paying attention more that day, but he was pinned underneath the redhead so he couldn't completely blame himself. The two of them engaged in a 'conversation' (if that's what you want to call it), and spent a few minutes speaking about trivial things (The beansprout speant most of that time trying to get away). Allen then felt himself become overwhelmed with a sensation he'd felt before, but he didn't think it'd come till a little later on…he was starting to feel the effects of the wine. He knew from then on…he would not be responsible for whatever happened in the next thirty minutes. He slowly slid his hand up Rabi's side and simply held him, enjoying the slight surprise reaction he received from him.

"So…what did you want to talk me about?" Rabi asked, trying his best to keep his composer.

"I was…going to ask you about something that's been on my mind, but…it seems I can't remember what it was…" He said, hands now trailing downward. Rabi was about to question the beansprout's odd behavior, but was pushed away from the door, into the living room, and onto the couch. He was shoved forcefully onto his back with Allen straddling his hips, hands trying to undo his shirt buttons. Allen didn't care that the redhead was a little freaked-out and was currently trying to stop him, or that the fact that he was getting deeper down the rabbit hole…deeper then he thought he would go. Once the redhead's shirt was finally off, Allen ran his fingers down his chest and slowly started to kiss his neck. He smirked a little when he head Rabi gasp, a little suprised that the redhead wasn't pulling him off yet.

Rabi didn't know what the hell to do. Here he was on the couch in some else's house, apparently about to be laid by someone who was rather troubled. What should he do? Throw him off; call him a 'fickle asshole', and leave? Or should he stay, enjoy his time, but obviously regret what he was doing…he really didn't know. He tried to say something, but he was cut off each time by a pair of soft lips pressing against his. It wasn't until Allen kissed him for more then a few seconds that he noticed the smell…alcohol. Allen was drunk…there was no way he was going to go thru with it now. To have sex with someone while they were drunk was low; it was taking advantage of someone who couldn't help themselves…and Rabi was not going to do that. Grabbing Allen's wrist, he tried to explain why he shouldn't being this, but he got himself a little distracted when he saw the beansprout take his other hand and slowly suck on his digits; that sight was almost enough to send him over.

"Ah…h-hay, Allen, we really should stop. I mean-"

"Why…? I thought you wanted this?" He asked, now sucking on his digits with more passion then before. The redhead could feel a deep blush form on his cheeks.

"W-well I…you're-"

"Your brother couldn't do it…" He started, letting the redhead's hand go and pressing his lips against his ear "…why don't you do…what your brother couldn't…"

That did it…

Rabi quickly switched their positions and kissed him hard, making Allen moan. He ripped the beansprout's shirt off, not caring about the consequences he knew were there.

'I'm really sorry, Allen…I just can't take it anymore…'

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A/N: That's all for this chapter! Oh, oh! What's going to happen?! Is Rabi really gonna give in?! Review please!!