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Allen's head's huge, well bigger than it normally was. I'd be willing to say at least ten times larger, because it towered over my body- almost like an Akuma ready to blow out of its human skin. That was a stupid comparison, I knew Allen wasn't an Akuma, but still that was what memory it had happened to resurface. Glumly, I gazed up and his smirk stretched across his cheeks to reveal gleaming jaws, chattering with dark laughter. It was the menacing sort, but I didn't find the humor that he did. I took a step back and glared at the big headed Allen. Finally he spoke, and his voice seemed to echo everywhere, much louder than I would have liked.

"You're hard!"

My nails dug in to the sheet, piercing the mattress as I awoke with fear on mind. I knew I'd shouted, because I had a very drowsy looking Allen staring from across the room. He rubbed at his eye, sitting up to get a better look at me.

"Lavi, what's up? Are you okay?"

I tried to calm my pounding heart, and erratic rise of my chest. A small bead of sweat trickled down the left side of my cheek, and I swore I could almost curse the concerned white haired exorcist in the bed next to me. Concern didn't cover up the fact that his mockery haunted me well in to my dreams.

"I'm fine. Shower time."

I hopped up off the bed, my pants hanging low on my hips. Allen's eyes trailed over to me, and I quickly tugged them up, hoping to give him no chance of remembering last night's accident. I heard him sigh with trouble on the end of his breath before I left the room.

The shower left much to be desired at this inn. It was a very small room about the size of a pantry. A hose of sorts branched out of the wall, and had warm water spewing from its spout. That was all I needed though, I hopped in as fast as I could possibly muster because the entire walk here was mostly comprised of bare feet and ice cold wood floor.

I stayed in until I felt raw from the scalding hot water. I had planned to dress in the shower, but the space was far too confining for that. I was left hobbling back to the room in nothing but a towel, dripping water everywhere from my soaked locks of hair that looked a lot like a dying fire. I found Allen gobbling down the remaining rolls from last night that he had snooped out of my coat no doubt.

I smiled at him, and got to work trying to figure out a way to dress without barring all to the innocent boy beside me. Allen took a break from stuffing his face to stand up and speak.

"If you need me to leave-"

I shook my head until water splashed his cheeks. He feigned a pout, and wiped at his cheek with his free hand that wasn't holding three dinner rolls.

"No, I've got this."

I was always up for a challenge, and this definitely was one. I reached for my pants and trousers first, and managed to pull them up with little trouble. The white fabric clung to my small legs- but they were toned! I'm not calling myself fragile, let's leave that for women- like Lenalee. My bottom half was the only thing that I had been really troubled about, so now I was in free reign.

I quickly tugged the black material on, and my head popped out to reveal a captivated Allen. His mouth still moved slowly, chewing the remnants of the bread. I knew I was blushing- my cheeks felt like they were on fire, well scratch that. Rather my entire body was alight whenever Allen stared so captivated. I scratched the back of my head nervously, before adorning my bandanna. I blinked, only to find him still caught on me.

"What is it now Allen?"

I whined, falling back on to my bed, without putting on my coat. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and plopped down beside me. The bed gave a moan with the added weight of another. I felt like I was always on constant watch, like a celebrity or something when it came to his scrutiny.

"Nothing!" he chuckled, leaning back slightly. "I've just never seen someone put such effort in to getting dressed."

I pressed my hand to his face, until he was face down on the mattress, and then assumed my duty to mess his hair. He protested, but I had an evil streak, and refused to put an end to it until he caught my hand. I had to yelp in protest, though he already had it twisted behind my back. Allen sat back up, and I could feel his smirk, rather than see it. It was a triumphant one.

"Oh shut up Allen, I wasn't here to put on a show for you anyways."

I could say that it was my imagination, but no, no it wasn't at all. His hot breath ghosted across the nap of my neck as he let out a soft chuckle. I couldn't suppress the shiver that coursed through my body, leaving need in its wake.

"It sure seemed like you did last night, or did you forget?"

I didn't miss the playful malice attached to his words, nor did I neglect his pointer finger's nail tracing softly in to the skin of my wrist. There was no way Allen was doing this… it was too alluring, daring, everything I'd wanted. I tried to break his grip, and succeeded. I turned to face him, my cheeks still dusted with a blush that had sustained throughout this entire show he'd put on.

"Allen, please…forget about that. I didn't mean for it to happen."

His feet carried him from the bed to the door, where he waved his hand through the air lazily. I started to rise as well, but stopped once his words met my ear.

"Better hurry, if you miss breakfast it'll be hard to get another meal until nightfall."

ahaha. and thus ensues the painful mocking of Lavi's 'accident' ;3

next chapter will most likely involve a time skip - just a fair warning.

not too big of one though. ^-^

review please c: