I'm so sorry!!
This chapter should've been done so much quicker but i had writers black and couldn't form sentances properly - sweatdrop-
Anyway, hope you guys don't hate me for dragging this out -- There's only about two chapters left to write and I'll try my hardest to get them done soon!
Btw, I changed the last chapter a bit at the suggestion of a friend. Rhoad is no longer a part of the story anymore. Just forget she was EVER there!
SORRY!
The matron glanced briefly around at her sleeping patients, walking briskly down the aisle and throwing glances at the odd chart, jotting notes down on her clipboard
The matron glanced briefly around at her sleeping patients, walking briskly down the aisle and throwing glances at the odd chart as she jotted notes down on her clipboard. When she arrived at the big double doors at the end of the cavernous hall, she cast a final glance back over the room's occupants before softly pulling the door shut behind her, the click clack of her highly polished heels fading away into the dark.
The soft breathing of the patients echoed around the hall for another few moments, before they were interrupted by the heavy thud of combat boots along the floor. A figure wrapped in shadows paused at the end of one of the last beds, stiffening as they recognised the sleeping form. The mysterious visitor stepped from the shadows into the soft moonlight, revealing unruly red hair and a weary green eye.
Lavi sat at the bedside and lifted a hand to stroke Allen's cheek, pained affection in his eye as the boy smiled and snuggled up to the hand in his sleep.
"I'm sorry Allen," Lavi whispered, his voice cracking, "I'm so sorry." A single tear escaped his eye and rolled down his face, landing with a soft plop on Allen's cheek. The boy stirred, his eyes fluttering open lazily as the liquid crawled down his skin. Allen sat up, looking around the room. It was empty except for the sleeping patients. He lifted a hand to his face, wiping away the tear in confusion. Had he been crying in his sleep?
To his surprise, Allen felt tears welling up in his eyes. What was wrong with him? He shouldn't be crying over nothing. His attempts to hold back were futile as the dam broke and tears began to pour down his face, dampening the collar of his pale blue hospital shirt.
Lavi, where did you go?
"Fuck! What the hell was I thinking!?"
Lavi paced the clearing, tearing at his hair in frustration. Trying to vent his anger, he whipped his hammer from his belt and smashed it into a tree with a strangled yell.
"What the fuck is wrong with me!?"
The hammer tumbled to the ground as Lavi thudded to his knees and rested his forehead against the rough wood of the tree trunk, allowing the tears to flow freely.
"Lavi." 1st kneeled beside the redhead, placing his hand on his shoulder reassuringly.
"Go away." Lavi mumbled, too worn out to offer much resistance. 1st frowned, concern lighting his single green eye in the darkness.
"Lavi, please. Just forget him, that boy is hurting you."
"He already knows that 1st." Deke was lying lazily in the lower branches of the tree, gazing up at the night sky. "He doesn't care about being a bookman any more. He isn't even a real person and he still thinks he can abandon his duties for love."
"Don't say that Deke, he is a real person." 1st replied calmly.
"Oh, a real person is he?" Deke sneered. "A real person doesn't have to lie about everything he does. A real person feels pain when they leave their friends. A real person doesn't have to fake every smile, every laugh, every goddamn tear!" With the last word, Deke appeared behind Lavi, hauling him to his feet and wrenching him around until their faces were inches apart. 1st had disappeared.
"Allen doesn't love you baka. He loves the idea of you, he doesn't even know who you- who we are." He hissed cruelly. "You'll never be able to have a true relationship because there will be things that you can never tell him. Secrets that will corrode your relationship down to nothing."
"I'll tell him everything." Lavi said defiantly, but winced as Deke laughed at him.
"Will you really? Will you tell him then, about the time in your fifth log," Deke's face morphed, becoming younger until it showed the face of his 8 year old self, "the time when you watched as 4 young children were slaughtered for no reason and you did nothing to stop it because it was history. What do you think Allen would say to that?"
"Please, just stop. . ." Lavi mumbled softly, tears beginning to slip down his face. "Just leave me alone."
To his surprise, Deke's features softened into a pitying look and he wrapped his arms around the older boy.
"Just forget him Lavi, someone like you can never have something like him." He crooned, stroking Lavi's swirling red hair. "Come with me and the others, we'll keep you safe. We care about you. We're your family."
Lavi glancing longingly back at the tower for a moment, before turning back to face Deke, and nodding solemnly. Deke grinned mischievously and whistled, making a black void open up in the middle of the glade. Taking the exorcists hand, he led him into the darkness, the entrance closing fast behind them.
Allen stumbled through the woods.
The darkened hall of the infirmary had been suffocating and his chest had been screaming at him for fresh air so in the end he had decided to take a walk.
However, walking through thick forest in pitch black was not a good idea and more than a few times, Allen tripped and stumbled over uncovered roots and rough stones.
This was not a good idea the boy thought grimly as he looked around trying to get a feel for where he was. He was tired and hungry and just wanted to get back to the order. Sighing heavily, he pushed his way through a bush into a clearing where something caught his eye.
"Lavi!" he gasped and ran into the centre of the clearing, dropping to his knees beside the redhead. He was sprawled face down on the dry earth, seemingly dead.
"Lavi!!" he yelled again, rolling the older boy onto his back and feeling for a pulse. He found one quickly and breathed a sigh of relief as he felt the bookman's breath tickling his skin. And yet something was wrong.
Allen leaned over Lavi, placing both his hands on his shoulders and shaking him, trying to wake him up.
"Lavi? Come on Lavi wake up." He frowned, fear gnawing away at him. "Lavi?"
Hehehe, It's only 1000 words. Sorry you guys! I promise the next one will be better.
I'm also working on 'winning the prize' because i seem to have more inspiration for that one so i apologise again for the slow updates.
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