One Night 2

AN: ^^ well here is the next chapter~ I'm experimenting with my writing style a bit, so let me know if you guys like it yeah?

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After Lavi left, Allen sat on her bed, as naked as the day she was born and clutching a blanket to herself, staring at the door as if Lavi was going to come back through it and take back what he said. She refused to let the tears that wanted to stream down her cheeks surface. It hurt, being rejected after giving everything to someone else, it hurt a lot, but she refused to just break down and cry.

She was stronger than that.

It felt like a long time before she pushed herself out of bed and dressed slowly, flushing hotly at the marks on her neck. This was not the time to get all moony over her first... several hickeys! Right now, she needed to keep herself together. She needed to prove to both Lavi and herself that she was strong and mature enough to handle anything.

Even acting like everything was the same.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, Allen checked over her face in the mirror. "...Damn it Lavi, you couldn't have made sure that they would be covered with my collar, could you?"

Her hand came up and gently ran over the rather obvious marks on her neck and she sighed heavily, opening the drawer in her desk dedicated to make-up. There wasn't much in there, but it was enough to cover up the worst of the bruises. Silently mourning the slow depletion of her tiny cosmetic stores, Allen quickly hid the offending hickeys and left her room, heading for the cafeteria.

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Lavi slammed his bedroom door shut and carded his fingers through his hair for what felt like the millionth time that morning. He was still in something akin to shock at himself. How could he have had sex with Allen?!

Okay, stupid question, but that was beside the point.

Sure, Allen was sweet and kind and brave and, as he recently discovered, a girl, but Lavi was a bookman. One who had no heart. One who recorded history. One who did not form attachments. Why was Allen so different? The redhead paced his room, biting his thumbnail stressfully. It just didn't make any sense to him. He'd only had four glasses of wine! How did he get enough of a buzz to go to bed with his best friend from four glasses of wine!? Sure it had felt good, actually, it had been the best sex he'd ever had in his life, but that didn't mean it was okay for him, for Allen or for his cover as a bookman, to screw his best friend.

But could he even really call her that now? Even before taking her to bed, was he really her best friend? He knew for damn sure that she was his, even though he wasn't supposed to get close enough to people to form bonds, he was still an apprentice, so he was allowed some freedom in that sense. The point of the matter was; Lavi didn't know what the hell was going on in that pretty little white head of hers.

"Why wouldn't she have told me of all people...?" it bothered him more than he would like to admit that Allen hadn't trusted him with such a colossal secret. Sure, there were lots of things he hadn't told Allen, but that was only because he couldn't tell Allen. When push came to shove, he had probably already told her a lot more than he was supposed to in terms of his past, but thinking on it, he knew next to nothing about hers. He knew she was adopted, and he knew her adoptive father had died, and he knew she called him back into this world as an akuma, but that was the end of it.

He knew almost nothing about her.

That realisation shocked and hurt Lavi, and those same emotions confused him. Why did he care so much? He had never cared about anything, had never though about his relationship with another person so deeply before. It frustrated him to be thinking like that, because as hard as he tried he couldn't just stop, he couldn't make the thoughts go away and that scared him more than he would ever admit.

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"Are you alright Allen? You look a bit pale..." Lenalee looked concerned as Allen tried her best to smile reassuringly.

"Ah, I'm fine Lenalee, just a bit of a headache is all." She waved off the increasingly worried look from the slightly older girl and tucked back into her meal with vigour, even if her heart wasn't really in it. Allen was just hoping at this point that Lenalee would believe the show she was putting on and stop the questions, as they were fast becoming irritating. Allen loved Lenalee like a sister, sure, but there were always times when family got on each others nerves, right?

"Hey, Allen! Lenalee! You guys mind if I sit with you?" the white haired girl instantly stiffened, caught off guard by the jovial call from behind her.

Lenalee smiled and waved the tall redhead over, "Of course you can Lavi," Allen was glad Lenalee hadn't seen her more than obvious reaction to Lavi's voice, "How are you this morning?"

"Ah, fine, a wee bit of a headache, but I'm doing great other than that." He smiled happily, taking a seat beside Allen who had finally managed to get herself back under control.

"Oh, both you and Allen have headaches this morning..."

"That's because a stupid rabbit named Lavi got me to drink wine." Allen replied without skipping a beat, turning to pout rather convincingly at the boy. Lavi's only visible eye widened slightly in surprise, he hadn't expected Allen to act so naturally. The fact she could after the kind of night they had spent together raised even more questions in his still reeling mind.

"Well its not my fault a little moyashi named Allen doesn't know his own limits!" Lenalee sighed, shaking her head with a smile as the two bickered like normal, not picking up on the subtle stiffness in both their shoulders and how they refused to look each other directly in the eyes. No one at that the table noticed the dark eyes trained on them suspiciously.

They saw what Lenalee didn't.

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Kanda Yuu had always been a very observant person, more than most gave him credit for. He might not voice the things he saw very often, mostly because he didn't understand the implications of them, but that was only because he didn't care about the people around him enough to find out why they were acting differently from their version normal.

But the rabbit and the moyashi being so stiff with each other was something that piqued his interest, not that he would ever tell them that. He saw the way their arms would jerk back as if they had been scalded every time they accidentally brushed against each other. He saw the way Allen would glance at Lavi apprehensively for just a second before turning back to his meal. He saw the way Lavi did the same when he knew Allen wouldn't notice.

And it confused the hell out of him.

From the moment those two idiots met, they had been joined at the hip or something. It was like they were meant to be best friends. It annoyed the hell out of Kanda, seeing and hearing those two, but for some reason, seeing them act so strangely was even more unnatural than their instant friendship.

But it wasn't like he could walk up to either of them and say 'Oi, idiots, why are you acting weird?', because that would mean admitting he was concerned or even actually cared about either of them. So he would bide his time. Using the sharp intuition being a warrior gave him, he would get to the bottom of the problem. Then, curiosity sated, he would take joy in their misfortune.

Just like with everything else.

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AN: well, that certainly was interesting... :)see you all next chapter!

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