7.

I'd fallen asleep so easily last night, even though my head was filled with pressing thoughts that refused to relent. They pounded on my skull, refusing to give in and just flutter away. I needed answers, and they weren't answers that anyone else could give me – other than myself. What had happened last night was strange, and it left me feeling oddly dreamlike. Not that it was some majestic, life changing moment in my life – but more so that it had me seeing everything through a haze, and my body felt heavy, weighted down by some unseen force. My heart felt out of the ordinary as well, it had been pounding so loudly when Lavi was doing those things to me. I obviously liked them, it felt good having him touch me, but it was also unnerving.

How did I feel about this all? Was last night even a lesson? And could what we were doing even be considered a sort of lesson in the first place. I'd never heard of anyone learn from physical contact with their teacher before. I had known that before it had happened, before I agreed. Though, what really mattered was that I AGREED to let him do those things to me, to let his hands touch me, make me feel.

I couldn't think about this nonsense any longer, it was making my head hurt worse. The growl my stomach made could have waked the dead. I clutched at my empty stomach, and rolled over, moaning. I was too lazy, but desperate for food. Maybe I could get Lavi to –

No. I couldn't ask Lavi to do anything for me, not until I figured this thing out. Lavi made me feel funny on the outside, but how did I feel about him on the inside? He was my best friend at the order, and he always was a laugh. He had that quality that could cheer someone up even when they're beyond troubled. He made my worries seem a million miles away, but this time, he was my worry.

A timid knock on my door startled me out of my racing thoughts. I sighed, and heaved myself up, and over to the door. It was Krory. He was worried about me because I hadn't been down for breakfast yet. I had to laugh, it was funny – whenever I nearly missed a meal everyone worried, they knew something wasn't right. I guess it was sort of a dead giveaway. My apatite was rather large, and hard to satisfy.

Satisfy. That was one of the feelings that coursed through my body last night with the caress of Lavi. Satisfaction when the moans left me and his lips met my hot skin. I suppressed a shiver, and decided to follow Krory down to the cafeteria. I wasn't about to let myself have that problem again.

"Hey Allen, what's that?"

Krory asked blatantly, pointing at my neck. He had stopped in the middle of the hall, so obviously it was truly puzzling. I had no idea what he could have been talking about? A bite, no… perhaps I had a bruis –

Then it hit me.

"Shit."

I cursed, hiding the love mark Lavi had left me with last night. It was still prominent? Of course it was, he had said it would be.

"Allen, that's not a hickey, is it?"

I laughed off his statement, and continued to walk.

"Whatever that is, it's not like they mean anything anyways."

Krory had stopped in front of me again, before I could enter the cafeteria.

"You don't know what a love mark means? Allen, it shows ownership, possession, passion…"

He trailed off, with his cheeks reddening, obviously thinking of Eliade. Ownership? Possession? Is that what Lavi was trying to convey when he had marked me last night? Damn, not this feeling again. I wasn't going to let my emotions win this time. I pushed through the doors, but they hit something, which managed to close them once again. I slipped through to help the other person up, but immediately felt the heat rise to my cheeks.

"Lavi?"

He rubbed at his red-headed locks, groaning in a slight pain which only really proved to make my vivid imagination flourish.

"Ah, not cool Allen, at least I helped you up last night."

He teased, holding a hand out to me. People were starring, and I couldn't touch him. It wasn't that I was afraid that they knew - there was no way. Though, touching him would result in practically reliving last night. His warm fingers upon my skin, trailing down lower, and lower.

"Sorry Lavi, breakfast calls~"

I yelled back to him, narrowly avoiding the confrontation I didn't wish to have. Perhaps I'd talk another time; once I'd figured out how I felt. Once I knew that if what I was feeling was lust, or something more, something that shrunk in the shadow of lust – it really could be anything.

Breakfast was mundane at best; I gobbled down my food in silence, mainly because no one opted to speak to me for the first time in a while. Not even Lenalee approached me – which was weird. Did she not like me anymore? I'd have to speak to her, and I knew it.

I figured now was as best a time as any. She wasn't in the cafeteria after I finished, so I searched out her room. After three wrong tries, I found it. Lenalee answered, and seemed shocked to see me standing there.

"Allen? What are you…?"

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, and stepped in as she made way for me.

"I'm here because you we're avoiding me earlier. What's wrong Lenalee?"

She crossed her arms, but refused to meet my gaze. Instead she chose to stare out the window, which was also odd to me. Before, she would always stare at me and now it was as if she were trying to glance at anything but me.

"Allen, everyone saw."

I was confused. Everyone saw? Everyone saw what?

"What are you talking about Lenalee?"

I walked closer, reaching out to touch her shoulder. It was a desperate attempt on my part, I wanted to touch, to solidify that we were still here.

"I saw."

I could be so slow sometimes. It was the same thing that Krory had been talking about earlier; there wasn't anything else it could have been. This love mark sure had become a hindrance to me. I ran my fingers over it, and couldn't help but shiver. She was watching me now.

"Who gave it to you?"

It was my turn to avert my gaze, and I added a blush – not that it was a choice.

"Lenalee, I'm sorry. It's nothing, I promise. I was just playing around, honest."

"So you were just playing around when you kissed me? Allen you can be so clueless for people's feelings."

She was close to tears; I could hear it in her voice. It bothered me; I didn't want to make someone so close to me cry. I reached out, and gripped her shoulders, before pulling her to me softly. She resisted at first, but eventually melted against me, and sobbed relentlessly.

"I'm sorry." I repeated. "I have some things to figure out, but I promise I never intended to hurt you."

Lenalee wasn't crying anymore, but she still wouldn't meet my eyes. It was a lot like a kick in the stomach, it took the breath from you, and made you hurt. I couldn't be in this room any longer. I was angry, angry because of this stupid mark he'd left on me. If it weren't for him I wouldn't have had all these awkward and uncomfortable confrontations today.

I needed to see him; I needed to see him now.

Ahhh, I'm almost done with this fic. C:

How will it end ?

X3

Allen's pissed, and I'm angry.

I know my Allen wasn't perfect, but I tried ;3

I hope you all enjoyed .^^

& to the reviewer that said I wrote a good Lavi, I really appreciate it, so much. It really means a lot to me. C: