A/N: Hello! Thank you all so much for the reviews! Ack! I so sorry for the delay! (Just enjoying my winter break!) Oh and…YAOI!

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Rule 8: Never Gonna Let You Go

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The game had been put on hold…this had happened before, but it had never happened to this degree. There was now a crisis afoot, and it was up to the twins to get to the bottom of it before Allen became suspicious. This was not a joke, and the two redheads were not going to treat it as such because of the sheer number of e-mail Allen would receive a day (they made it a habit of going over, checking and deleting those damn things). But what really shocked them was the sender…Ryo was supposed to be dead, or Allen stated that he should be. According to him, the blonde was stabbed multiple times with a pair of kitchen scissors, and that he didn't call 911 until five minutes after that. The amount of blood lost would've been rather large, and there couldn't have been any way to stop the bleeding long enough for the paramedics to come. In short, he should have bleed to death…but there was the e-mail with his name on it…telling Allen that he was still his. Finding out the true cause of the e-mails could wait; keeping Allen away from the computer were what the twins were now concerned with. That had figured out that alternating days was the best way to hang out with Allen, not to mention it meant them not fighting over him as much. Rabi would take him Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, while Lavi would cover the remaining days, Tuesday, Thursday, and Fridays. Sunday however was rest day; they all needed a break from another and one day was enough…though sometimes one would sneak over. Allen didn't mind any of this at all, seeing it as nothing more then himself trying to get much more comfortable with them. He had grown a little bolder with the two, attempting to kiss one of them at one point. He only made it about half way before we stopped and apologized; he was still embarrassed about the whole situation, but nevertheless he still tried.

Right now Allen was sitting on the couch, nuzzled against Lavi's bare chest. Don't get him wrong, the only reason the redhead was without a shirt was because he had given it to Allen. That day it had start to rain, and apparently the beansprout was the only one who didn't get the memo about it. When he arrived home that day he was drenched from head to toe, and he really hated getting that wet. But luckily for him, Lavi, who tried to hold the umbrella over him (Allen was a very fast runner), was generous enough to lend Allen his dry, soft, cotton shirt, which he had gone through the trouble of keeping it dry for just that reason. Of course Allen had known, but he really didn't care at this point; he'd seen and felt the redhead's chest already, so it wasn't something new. Mana had called the day before telling the beansprout that he wouldn't be home till late Sunday night, which meant Allen wouldn't be caught in this…compromising situation. Now his father was not a judgmental person, having not even flinched at the words 'I like other men' which Allen had accidentally blurted out at one point…however…he was like most parents and if in fact he found Allen is any sort of…sexual act with anyone, he'd have to being out the bat. He was not going to let anyone take advantage of his child again…but he knew he was in a position where he couldn't really help him. He couldn't quit his job; finding one that pays well now a days was a rather hard task, and he wanted nothing more then to provide for his son. So what should he do? He really didn't like the thought of someone else taking his job but…he really didn't have a choice.

Snuggling closer to the redhead, Allen became completely relaxed. This felt so nice, being close to Lavi and not a care in the world...or rather...Allen suddenly found himself in quite the dilemma. Now this question had been in the back of his head since the twins announced their love for him, though he never wanted to acknowledge it because it meant him having to hurt someone. Who would he choose? The two redheads were just so different to the point where he could tell them apart now by just looking at them (though that whole 'Hay Juliet' thing they did sometimes threw him off), but that just made matters worse. Lavi was calm, thought out situations instead charging straight into things, and stayed level-headed during the toughest of situations. Rabi on the other hand was a little too headstrong, always charged first without thinking about a single thing, and easily became frustrated when under pressure. Although different, they still had similar qualities; they wanted to protect him…they made him feel like he mattered…and they loved him. How could he just kick one of them out of his life? It wasn't right…

"Lavi I…I…I…" He started, but as always he couldn't get out. He faced turned a little red, and he tried again "I…I…Ilikeyoubut" He jumbled.

"…what?" Lavi questioned. Taking a deep breath, Allen tried again.

"I like you…but I like both of you…and I don't want to choose…" He said in a small voice, feeling slightly ashamed by what he had just said. Losing just one of them would make him feel incomplete...make him feel like he had just ripped hid heard in two, leaving nothing but a nearly empty shell that didn't know what he wanted once more. He didn't to hurt them and he didn't want to be hurt, but how was he going to deal with this?

"I mean…I- hmf!" Allen was taken completely by surprise when Lavi's lips met his. The feeling was once again nothing new, but he still couldn't help but blush. His cheeks only flushed more when he felt Lavi deepen the kiss, causing him to squirm a little…but that was not the main problem. The real problem was the friction the redhead was unknowingly (or knowingly) making between them. The grinding motion he was creating between their bodies was almost too much for Allen, and he couldn't keep certain things from being noticeable for much longer.

Parting, Lavi pressed his forehead against the beansprout, wanting nothing more then to continue but knowing Allen wasn't ready. He didn't want to rush a thing, and he'd be damned if he ruin the moment before it even came. Now looking back on it, maybe grinding his hips against Allen was a bit much…oh well!

"Then love both of us…there's nothing wrong with it, and you don't have to choose…" He said while stroking Allen's hair. The beansprout was too lost in Lavi's previous action that he really wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. This couldn't be happening…Was he…turned on? Had that little movement causing him to become fully…aroused? Lavi took notice...

"Allen…do you…have a-"

"Bath!" Allen yelled, jumping from his spot on the couch and ran upstairs. Making a sharp right, he ran into the bathroom and slammed the door. Turing on the water for the bathtub, he began to throw off he clothes, counting backwards in the process. This was not good! Not only had he ran away from the redhead while they were trying to talk about something serious, but he had a gotten…hard! He was a terrible boyfriend…a terrible, perverted boyfriend. Once the tub was filled he stepped in, sitting in one of the far corners and relaxing a little. He really needed to get this thing under control and fast, if he didn't Lavi would surly leave. He didn't want the redhead to go, feeling like he had driven him away unintentionally. Closing his eyes, he tilted his head back and tried to image a little sheep hopping around in a field of daisy. Why think of such things? Because it was the lest arousing thing he could think of! If he became hard thinking of a sheet then he had many more issues to deal with. Stopping at about thirty-four, he slid down into the water, feeling more relaxed and less…excited. Was this is future fate? To block out everything the redheads have to say, and just really focus on the touching and groping…which, looking back-…oh crap.

'Dammit!' He cursed, having now filled his head with nothing but dirty image. He knew this was part of being a guy, but come on!

"You know, it's not good to fall asleep while taking a bath…"

Allen opened his eyes and jolted forward, nearly choking on all the water he inhaled. Sitting against the tub was Lavi…and not just Lavi…but a naked Lavi…and that image wasn't helping Allen at all.

"L-Lavi-"

"Can I come in? I mean, I won't do anything unless you want me to…" The redhead said, trying his best not to look over at Allen too long.

"I…I…Lavi!" He said, throwing his arms around the redhead's waist and pulling him in. Lavi let out a little sound of surprise, not knowing that Allen could be this bold.

"H-hay Allen-kun, what was that-"

"I-I wanna be with you…" He said, a huge blush forming on his face. Lavi became silent for a few minutes, taking in what Allen had said. Now there were two meaning to what he's just said: the first was that he wanted nothing more then his company, as well as companionship. Also, Allen wanted to be just with him…that meant no Rabi. The other meaning was a little more…sexual. It meant that right now…Allen wanted him…wanted to do something Lavi was not quite sure he was ready for. Sex was a very delicate issue, especially considering Allen's past with it, and the redhead didn't want to cause him any pain. But there they were…naked in a bathtub, Allen holding onto him tightly, and him trying to figure out what he should do…so it was without a doubt the second meaning. He had already started something…so was it so bad to finish it? Lavi really couldn't think of a better time to screw the living hell out of the beansprout, however; if something went wrong was he really prepared to face the consequences? He was about to say something, but was cut when Allen kisses him…hard.

Apparently that was the push he needed…

Gently pushing the beansprout against the back of the tub, he began to attack his neck, sucking and nipping at it furiously. He wanted to really feel Allen's body, touching all he could and loving it in the process. Hearing Allen moan was just getting him lost further and further in ecstasy…and it felt nice…Running his fingers through Allen's wet hair, he moved his way back up and kissed him roughly. He was rather surprised when he felt Allen pull him closer and start to caress his…well…

'Did I really turn him on that much?' He thought to himself, amused at the idea that he could do such a thing. He couldn't help but let out a small moan as the caressing became…a little faster. Wanting to make the beansprout have the same reaction, he let the hand that was playing with Allen's hair slide down his body until it met his left nipple. Bring his lips close to it; he began to lick and suck it, playing with the other with his free hand. Allen moaned louder and pulled the redhead closer, wanting to feeling this wonderful sensation even more. He really thought that sex was nothing but intense (and painful) physical contact, that really only lasted for a few minutes…Ryo had taught him that. But Lavi was proving him wrong…like he knew he would...because deep down he knew…the twins could prove him wrong about MANY things. He broken from his train of thought when he felt Lavi's hand leave his nipple and arrive at a very…hard place. He squirmed and moaned louder, the sucking and stroking motions where becoming a bit overwhelming.

"A-Ah…L-Lavi…" He moaned out.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, stroking his cock a little faster. Allen shook his head, signaling for the redhead to continue on…which he did. Switching their positions, Lavi now sat against the back of the tub while Allen now sat on his lap. Pulling him foreword, the redhead gently kissed Allen, trying to get him as relaxed as possible. This next part was not always that great in the beginning, so he really needed to prepare Allen as much as possible. Kissing his neck, he slowly slid a finger into him, making sure that spoke words of reassurance in the process. Allen let out a loud moan of discomfort and held on top Lavi tightly. It didn't feel as bad as he thought it would be, but it still hurt. Truth be told Ryo had never done this to him; he was always too quick to start things to the point where he didn't care to prepare Allen for anything. The blonde didn't do a lot of things for Allen…he'd never even stopped to think about what might want him to do…and upon thinking about it, the beansprout realized that Ryo had never really seen him as a person. He was nothing more then a little doll that he could do as he pleased with...and to Ryo, dolls didn't have feelings. No matter how much he screamed, how much he cried, it all went unnoticed. Ryo was a sick bastard...and dare he say it...he deserved to die. But that was in the past, and thinking about his former boyfriend would do nothing but kill the moment. He moaned as Lavi slid another finger into him and began to move them in and out; causing himself to drown in a sea of pleasure…okay, so maybe drowning wasn't the greatest of things.

"L-Lavi, p-please stop….I…I can't…" He tried to get out, but failed when he let out a long lust filled moan. The redhead understood what Allen meant and removed his fingers, denying himself what he really wanted to do for the beansprout's sake. Pulling him close he began to stoke his hair, allowing the two of them to get over the pleasure shock. No matter how much the redhead wanted this, he wasn't going to force Allen into any situation he didn't want to be in. He wanted to be a good boyfriend and didn't want to jeopardize his relationship because he'd become a little horny.

"Hay um…can you not tell Rabi about this?" He asked.

"Sure, but-"

"Please…just don't…" He said, holding Allen a little tighter. The beansprout wasn't quite sure as to why Lavi wanted to keep this a secret, but he did know that the redhead was being serious. So with a nod, he relaxed against Lavi and started to fall asleep.

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"Um Allen, are you okay?" Rabi asked, a little worried. Of course he wasn't okay! Friday he had sex with his brother, wasn't allowed to tell, and on top of that he had blown him off on Saturday AND Sunday! He felt terrible about doing such a thing, but he really had no choice…keeping something like that from him meant that he couldn't go near him, couldn't be tempted. No matter how much he wanted to tell him or at lest let it 'accidentally' slip, he couldn't…he had made a promise to Lavi that he wouldn't say a word. It wasn't like he WAS going to say a word to him, but keeping something from Rabi was something that would nag the hell out of them until he said something...especially today. Allen had to walk to school with the redhead today, and to be honest, he really didn't want to. He wanted to run back home and bury himself in his bed, feeling so ashamed with his actions. But of course Rabi wouldn't allow that, not because he would chase after him, it was because he was holding his hand. Now Allen was a little hesitant when the redhead came to his door and held his hand saying 'come with me if you want to live' but he took it and found that it wasn't all that bad; Rabi's hand was warm and wasn't sweaty at all, and it held on tightly to his. He felt shamed…Rabi was so ready to protect him, but yet he couldn't tell him about the one thing that was tearing him up inside.

"…I'm sorry…" Allen said in a small voice.

"For what?" Rabi questioned.

"For…" He began, biting his bottom lip in the process, "…for blowing you off yesterday and Saturday…"

"Huh?" He said a little shocked, "I thought I was the one blowing you off! Man, you have no idea how badly I wanted to apologize to you. But hay, it's not your fault; Lavi told you weren't feeling all that hot, and I wasn't really sure if you wanted to put up with me if I were to come over."

"…you're a damn fool…" Allen said, biting onto his lip a little harder. The redhead looked over at him with a bit of surprise on his face. 'A damn fool'? What did he mean by that? And why was Allen acting so odd? There had to have been something wrong, because Allen would never act like that unless he had a reason. Rabi let go of the beansprout's hand and wrapped his arm around his waist, pulling him close.

"Hay, you can tell me anything, so-" He started, but was cut off when Allen violently pushed him away. Now he knew something was wrong.

"Don't say that! Just…leave me alone!" He shouted and stormed off. He didn't want to be near him any longer…he just needed to get away. School was not an escape from reality or the real world…but there were places he could hide away from all of them. This wasn't fair, but he'd learned that the world wasn't…if it was he wouldn't have been in this town…hell, he wouldn't have been anywhere at all. If he would've died at birth, so much would not have happened; his mother would still be alive, his real father would not have been a abusive asshole, and Ryo would still be alive…This was something he'd thought about for such along time to the point where he knew the outcome of ever situation. His mother and father would grieve his death, but would move on, having another child and forgetting about him. If he hadn't move to that town…Ryo would not have lost his mind and would've been happy with someone else. There were just too many things that could've gone right in the world if he wasn't born…his whole life was nothing more then a joke, and for those unfortunate enough to get wrapped up in it…would pay the price...

Making his way up the main stairs, he swore people were staring at him, which obviously didn't sit well with him. What was there to look at? Other then his white hair there wasn't much to look at, but of course the twins would argue that he was wrong…but he had just pushed one of them away. Would he come back to him? Oh god…what if he didn't? What if Rabi was so upset about what happened that he never wanted to be around Allen again? Oh god…he had to fix this before he'd never see the redhead again. Before he could run back to where he had left Rabi, he was roughly pulled into the school. Looking up he found that it was Lenalee who was dragging him around the school…but what concerned him was the look on her face…horror…

"Where have you been? I've been looking all over for you!" He said, speeding up as they turned the corner.

"W-why?" He questioned. He got his answer…but it didn't come from Lenalee. He knew where he was…it was the hallway his locker was located in, and pasted on the walls were…pictures. They were not altered and only Allen could tell that…How many were there? Too many to count…What did those pictures contain? It was a picture of him, when he was much younger and still had his dirty hair. His expressing was a mix of pleasure and pain, which was something he didn't like looking at. He was kneeling in an odd position, on his hands and knees…rear-end on the air…And then there was the person behind him…semi-short sandy blonde hair…it was Ryo and he was…oh god, he was…taking him. But it was not necessarily the picture that made all the color drain from his face…but it was what was written on the bottom of it.

'Allen-kun, I thought you liked it when I did it to you…

-Ryo'

Allen's breathing was starting to increase, and he was starting to lose consciousness…that was a bad sign…He was not going to faint, nor was he going to hyperventilate…he was going to snap…Allen really didn't want to, he'd be endangering the live of all the student's in the halls…and he didn't want that. Leaning against the wall he tried to regain himself, but all he could see were those photos and Ryo's voice in his head. This couldn't be happening…he was not going to lose himself here…he didn't want to move again! He didn't want…he didn't want to leave Rabi and Lavi…He felt himself jerk backwards and lean against something firm...he didn't need to guess who it was. However; it was too late for him and he let his dark side take over. Reaching up he pulled down Rabi's head and bite down on his neck, causing him to bleed a little.

The redhead just stood there and took it; he had no right to stop him…Allen was upset with him as well as distressed…if this was his way of dealing with it, then he'd let him. He held his beansprout tighter and fell to his knees; he hated seeing him like this, and the worst part was he didn't know what to do. He wouldn't…no…couldn't push him away…not when he needed him the most. Rabi winced as Allen bite down harder, but he could take that pain…it was nothing compared to the pain and hurt Allen was feeling right now in his heart. But…who would do such a terrible thing? Ryo was…Ryo was dead, so he couldn't have done it. Lavi would not have done such a thing because he cared too damn much for Allen...so then who? But none of that mattered at the moment, what did was that fact that Allen was slowly starting to come to his senses. Rabi looked down and noticed the tears streaming down his face, evidence that Allen was fully aware of what he had done…and regretted it. The redhead tilted his chin up and kissed him, ignoring the salty taste of blood that were on the beansprout's lips. This was all the forgiveness he needed; he didn't need spoken words that were hollow and dead…he just needed Allen's lips.

'I love you Allen-kun…and I'm sorry…'

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A/N: There you go! Review please!