A/N: Hiya! Thank you all so much for the reviews! Gah! I know Lavi hasn't been around much, but there's a reason for that (I'm not going to get into why in this chapter)! Oh, and have you noticed that both of my OC's died? Hm…

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Rule 7: Comeback

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Allen was disgusted with himself; not only had he totally made a fool out of himself in front of the redhead, but he had spilled his most intimate of secrets. How much? He wasn't quite sure, but he was damn sure going to find out. He sat in the old music room, playing a sad tune that would make the toughest of men cry. What was is called? He didn't know…it was one of those made up things that just sounded right. This was how he felt, he was going to express it whether people liked it or not…after all it was one of the few ways he could, or would allow himself to. After waking up yesterday, shirt torn open and feeling slightly hot, he was damn sure he didn't have a civilized conversation with Rabi. He could vaguely remember what he had said, but he knew it was probably going to come back and bite him in the ass. How could he have been so stupid? But of course it was in his nature to screw everything he does up, and there was no way from him to deal with it. He hated himself; it was his fault for all the problems in his life, and he really couldn't blame anyone else. This one slip up was going to cost him everything…

Upon hearing the door open, he didn't flinch, he didn't even miss a single note…he just waited. He knew who it was, and it sure as hell was Rabi. If it had been the redhead, there would not have been this much silence…well, other then his sound emitting from the piano. If it was said redhead the first thing he would have heard would have been 'Hay, Moyashi-kun! I've been looking for you!' or something along those lines, but it would've been said in such a way that implied 'we need to talk' However, there was nothing but silence…it was not unsettling, but he still didn't like it. He slightly stiffened when he felt a weight on his back, followed by two arms wrapping themselves around his waist. He didn't stop playing though, not wanting acknowledgment the redhead. Yes…it was Lavi.

Putting on a fake smile, Lavi held the beansprout tighter; he was already informed by Rabi what had taken place yesterday afternoon, and he wasn't pleased to say the lest. How could his brother have been so stupid?! He should've known better! If he was there, he would've pried his brother off of Allen and whisked him away, never looking back. He was about to mess things up, and Lavi didn't want to clean up after him again; his brother had messed their fun up once before, and the kid almost filed charges against them! Okay, he really couldn't say he wouldn't do the same thing, but he would not have taken it that far. Rabi irritated the hell out of him sometimes…

"Hay…what are you-"

"How much did he tell you…?" Allen asked, not caring what the redhead had to say. Lavi remained silence and really didn't know what to say, so he kept his fake smile and decided to play dumb.

"What are you-"

"Don't tell me that!" Allen yelled, slamming his hands against the piano keys, making it scream in pain. He didn't want to hear any sorry ass lies, he just wanted the truth. He just wanted to know if this was the final straw; he could tolerated the touching, the hugging and even the kissing…but what he couldn't deal with were the lies. He didn't want to be deceived in any way…not again. Pushing the redhead away, he stormed out of the room, not caring that Lavi was following close behind. He just wanted all of this to end…right now. Allen couldn't take all of this stress, all of this pressure any longer…he thought it was about time he dealt with it the only way he saw fit. Making his way to the roof, he ignored the redhead's attempt at an apology; it was far too late for that. It wasn't supposed to happen…He wasn't supposed to feel like this, the twins were NOT supposed to make him like this. Allen hated himself…HATED himself, and if someone has that much hatred for themselves then they have only way out…death. That's right; he was going to climb the fence on the roof and jump. He didn't care if he'd feel the landing, or that he'd probably regret doing the whole thing…he just didn't want to feel like this any longer…

"Allen, look…I'm really sorry for what happened-"

"Shut up! Just…shut up!" He said, covering his ears. He didn't want to hear his voice anymore…it just made his heart ache. This emotion that was starting to surface was something he didn't want to feel again…because it meant him being completely vulnerable again. He didn't want to open up to the world again, giving it all he had, just to have it laugh in his face and throw it back. Allen drew the line at that...Flinging the door open to the roof, he made his way up, and tried not to second-guess himself; thinking about these things was one thing, but actually going threw with it was another thing. Once he was gone, then what? Would he be reincarnated as a better person? Or would he burn for the sin of his past? Well, there was only one way to find out. Once at the top of the stairs, he found the door already open, which he found slightly odd. The door had never been open no matter how many times he went up, so it made him a bit nervous but he still continued, determined as hell. Before he would walk thru the door, he felt his hand being grabbed followed by Lavi pitiful please to 'stop and listen' It was far too late for him to 'listen' to anything the redhead had to say; he'd heard enough, learned enough to know that everything he said would only break his heart and cause more harm then good. Yanking his hand away, he passed thru the door and made his way over to the fence.

Lavi obviously knew something was up the moment Allen stormed out of the old music room. The beansprout was practically radiating severe depression, and right now the redhead was fearing for Allen's life. What if he did something stupid? They were on top of the roof for god's sake, and truth be told there was a reason for that sturdy but climbable fence. Three years ago a student was accidentally pushed off and there was quite the big mess to clean up, not to mention the parents complaining about how their children would be 'traumatized for live' So by the majority vote, a fence was put up! Did it help? Hell no…climbing a fence was not all that hard, and it just made the drop a little further. While on his way to stop Allen from whatever he was about to do, he noticed out of the corner of his eyes that they were not the only ones up there. Lo and behold, there was Rabi sitting against the fence, with a grim look on his face. Had he been up here the entire time? The two of them left at the same time in the moring, of course in silence, and arrived at the same time. He'd had not seen his brother at all after that, and was seriously started to worry. Yesterday had done quite the number on Rabi and Allen, and he wasn't sure if he could help either of them. He saw his brother look up, and the two of them locked eyes, trying to read the other. That was one thing they had learned about one another; they could read other people but they could not read one another all that well. It would have turned into another staring contest, but Rabi suddenly stood and raced over to Allen's direction…he was climbing the fence.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Rabi screeched, trying desperately to pull Allen back. Kicking the redhead away, Allen still continues on, not wanting anything to stop him. This was his decision, and no one had the right to stop him. Once at the top he looked down, and damn near fell right there. It was a long way down and he wasn't sure how long it would take to hit the bottom.

"Allen, please come-"

"Rabi, shut up…" Lavi said, now looking at the ground, as if not caring at all about the situation, "He thinks his life is so terrible to the point were he thinks this is the only way out…let him do it…"

"Are you insane?! You must! We need to get him down before he-"

"Does something we tried to do two years ago…" He said, now looking over at his brother. Allen looked back for a moment, taking note that there was nothing but silence. What…had the redhead just said?

"Lavi…" His brother said, now understanding everything. If the beansprout thought his life was so terrible, then that had no say in what he could or could not do with it. Rabi backed off, and tried his best to hold back. No matter how much he wanted to…how much he…loved him…he couldn't rule over him. He looked over at his brother once more and noticed a small tear run down his face, which obviously caught his attention. Rabi knew his brother very well and there was one thing he'd never seen his brother do unless he was deeply hurt…cry. This right here…was hurting him deep down. The fact that Allen was about to throw everything away, about to leave behind so much…it was tearing him apart. But there was something else that he couldn't quite put his finger on; sure this was an emotional thing, but it was his attitude towards the whole thing. He didn't try to stop him…at all…but why? He should've at lest put up some sort of argument. Did he…did he feel something for Allen…?

"Lavi…do…do you love him…?" He asked. The other redhead stiffened, but did not look over to his brother. Instead he focused his attention towards the beansprout, feeling that he was the one that really needed to answer more then his brother. If this was the last time he'd ever see Allen, then dammit, he'd have to make it memorable. So, he got up enough courage and climbed up next to him. Holding him as close as he could, the redhead kissed him, not caring that his brother was staring at him with disbelief written all over his face. Yes, he did love Allen…and he didn't want this to happen. He ran his fingers through his hair and kissed him a little harder, savoring the taste of Allen's lips.

'Stop…Stop!' Was the only thing Allen could think. He pushed the redhead away and glared at him, wanting nothing more then to jump, but still debate over the actual fall.

"Don't touch me! I hate you! I hate both of you!" He yelled, trying more to convince himself then the redheads. He didn't really mean what he said, it was just in the heat of the moment and he was rather confused. Confused…he'd been like that since he'd started to communicate with the twins. Did he really-

"I'll make a deal with you, Allen…" Lavi started, wrapping his arm around the beansprout's waist, "Lets talk about this…if you want to jump after the three of us talk…then you can, but if you don't, let us hang out with you from here on…"

Allen pushed him away again and looked over the edge.

"Why…why are you going to such great lengths to stop me?! I'm not-"

"Yes you are…and we go through such great lengths because we know what it's like to blame yourself for something you couldn't control…" They said in unison, letting the full weight of the words sink in.

"…what would we talk about…?" Allen asked. Yes! They had gotten him to at lest think about getting down, now it was up to them to seal the deal.

"The past…the present…and maybe the future…" Rabi said, trying to help out a little since it seemed that he'd been left out a little. He'd done nothing but yell for Allen to stop, and ask his brother if he loved him. Lavi was the one with enough guts to climbs the fence and kiss the beansprout…not him. Rabi might have been the self-proclaimed 'older brother' but he really hadn't done anything to be viewed as such. He wasn't needed here; all Allen really needed was Lavi, since he was the better brother…and boyfriend. It was a hard truth to swallow but it was still the truth, and Rabi had to abide by it. So, sticking his hands in his pocket, he started to leave, ignoring that odd sounds coming from behind him. What was that? The fence moving? It did on occasion sway when a strong gust of wind blew through, but there was no wind…He jumped a little when he felt Allen wrap his arms around his tightly, as if scared for his life.

"Don't go…" He started, "I won't talk if you're not here…"

"Allen…you're like this because I-"

"I don't care! I just…want you here…" He said, holding him tighter. Rabi couldn't say no to that, and he was damn sure he'd be a fool not to take a chance like this. He turned around and smiled a little, trying his best to put the truth behind him. It was a hard task but he still accomplished it, for his and Allen's sake.

"Okay…I'll stay…"

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Allen plopped down on his bed and sighed. He and the redheads had been talking for such a long time, he'd almost lost track of it. It was strange, but he felt so calm when the redheads spoke to him and he all he wanted to do was listen. Allen had obviously not jumped off the building, so that meant he had to spend time with them after school starting tomorrow. He didn't feel all that bad about it, now having something better to do then just homework and sleeping. Allen really needed to dig deep and bring the emotions he knew were there out, because he really wanted to feel something now, really wanted to see what would happen if he did. The twins had admitted that they truly cared about him, but what did he feel? Or better yet, what did he already feel that he wasn't letting himself show? Was he really that afraid of the twins turning out to be just like Ryo? Love…what did that truly feel like? He knew that it was more then just physical attraction…it was something so profound that you really can't put it into words.

Turning over, he wondered what the future had in store for him. He had reframed from thinking about such thing, because he knew he would never amount to anything. He was just destined to fail in his life, and there was nothing he could do about that. This wasn't a self-esteem issue, but a truth issue; he'd never really been good at much, and what he was wasn't going to get him anywhere.

'Maybe I'm over thinking all of this…' He thought to himself, trying his best to be positive. That was another thing he really wanted to try; thinking past all the negatives and only seeing the positives, no matter what the situation…like the twins. They had gone through just as much as he had, but yet they were fine, a tiny bit emotional here and there he found out from their talk, but still alright. But they were human after all, and that much trauma in that little time can be hazardous; to get over an event like that was one thing, but to pretend to get over it was another. Allen really couldn't tell if they were pretending, but he truly hoped that they weren't. He wanted to be like that; loosening his grip on the past, but not completely letting it go…but it just hurt too much for him to do that.

"Hiya, Juliet…" Came a very amused voice. He jumped a little, but did not panic at all; he had deliberately left the ladder against his window in hopes that one of the twins would visit, though he would never admit it out loud.

"What do you want Rabi…" He said in a very bored voice, though somewhat excited.

"Wrong. I'm Lavi, heh, my brother said he called you that when he did this, might as well give it a shot." The redhead said, wanting to put the events that took place earlier that day behind him. Opening the window a little wider, he made his way in, taking note that Allen hadn't really moved at all.

"Does he know you're here…?" Allen asked, moving over a little to make room for the redhead. The answer he received was the redhead pulling him close and gently stroking his hair, making him relax a little…that meant no. Allen closed his eyes for a quick second, enjoying the warmth coming from the Lavi. There was a silence that followed, but it was not an awkward silence…it was more calm then anything. This felt nice to Allen, just being there without a sound coming from either of them except their steady breathing and heartbeat. He could have fallen asleep at that very moment, but didn't trust Lavi all that much; the redhead was a little nosy, and he didn't want him snooping around in his unopened boxes. He really didn't have anything to hide; however, there were certain things he just didn't want him to see.

"Allen, are you listening?" The redhead asked.

"Huh?" Allen answered, not completely aware of the fact that he had actually nodded off a little. He looked up at Lavi, a little embarrassed with the whole situation.

"Your computer beeped." The redhead said, point in the direction of the large stationary object. Allen had finally gotten it hooked up, but barely used it outside of looking something up. It really didn't have much on its hard-drive; a few games, a word processor, a link to the internet, and his mail were about the only things he really stored on it. He really did find to be a rather useless hunk of junk, but Mana insisted that he have one. Before he could let out a sigh of slight irritation, Lavi jumped up and walked over to his computer.

"What are you-?"

"Relax a little, if it's anything important I'll tell you, okay?" He said, turning his attention to the screen. He really didn't expect an answer, since he was going to do it either way. Maybe he'd find something interesting about the beansprout by doing this…something dirty. Clicking on the mail icon, he found there to be quite a bit of unopened mail, fifty to be exact. They all did not have a subject to him, so the redhead assumed that they were nothing more then junk mail, you know, the kind that wants to send money to foreign countries and what not. To humor himself he clicked one, half expecting to see a 'Dear Sir or Madam' letter, but that was not the case…What he did get made the color drain from his face…

'You're still mine, Allen-kun

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-Ryo'

Lavi quickly deleted the message along with the others, not wanting Allen to see. Was this some kind of joke? It must have been because he could feel someone laughing…

"What's wrong?" Allen asked.

"It's nothing…nothing at all…"

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A/N: There you go! Review please!