It has been a while since I updated hasn't it? Never knew how hard writing can be until I tried . In any case, onwards to a new chapter!

Disclaimer: DGM doesn't not belong to me and unfortunately, never will be.

Is This Really Happening?

"Hello, Walker speaking," he said automatically. Regardless of who the caller is, he always tends to start his phone conversations politely for his line of work. "Lav-"

His eyes widen as he recognized the smooth husky voice over the phone and his breath hitched.

"Good morning, shounen."

Allen felt his body freeze. There were so many questions going through his mind, so many things he wanted to ask. What did Tyki want? Why is he calling Allen's number? How did he have his private number? Contrary to what he wanted to say, Allen only managed a squeaky, "T- Tyki?"

"You sound so thrilled to hear me," the recipient replied sarcastically.

"Wh- I, um…" Allen was flustered and the soft baritone echoing through the phone did not ease the bruise on his huffed out a sigh of annoyance before managing to school his emotions in place. "May I inquire as to why you're calling?"

"Such formality! Is that such way to speak to, say, I don't know, your boyfriend?"

"Boy-Boyfriend?" Allen spluttered embarrassingly. His eyes narrowed when he heard his boyfriend's uncontained laughter through the phone. "What do you want?" Allen practically spat.

"What? Can't a lover check up on his boyfriend?" Tyki mocked indignantly.

Not if the lover and boyfriend you are mentioning happen to be you and me, Allen wanted to say, but managed to stop before he let anything slip.

"I'm doing fine," Allen managed to grit out, careful of letting Tyki aware of his embarrassment. "But I got work to-"

"Great, let's go on a date!" Tyki interrupted.

"Date?" Allen perked up at the sudden question. A date would make this seem all too real, and at the moment, he cannot accept the fact that they are, well, dating. It's one thing to be labeled as "lovers" and it's another thing to actually go on dates. "I can't, I-"

"Now? Even better! I'm outside your door!"

Allen's discomfort was immediately replaced by a feeling of helplessness as the photographer decided to ignore every excuse he was trying to throw out. His feeling of dread worsened as his doorbell rang. Shit.

A bouquet of red roses was shoved into Allen's line of sight upon opening the door. Baffled, Allen stumbled while pocketing his phone and trying to grab hold of the flowers.

"Morning, beautiful," Tyki drawled out in his resonant voice.

"M- morning," Allen shakily replied.

Damn, damn, damn, damn! Stop acting like a blushing virgin, he chastised himself. If only Tyki hadn't brought him flowers, he wouldn't have blushed and stuttered. It is only because this is the first time he received flowers.

"So, are you ready? Let's go."

"Go?" Allen innocently reiterated.

"I believe, my love, that you owe me a date," Tyki winked.

Before Allen could complain about his doomed situation, he was dragged by an overly enthusiastic Tyki towards the driveway.

At that moment, Lavi was the last thing on his mind to worry about. Right now, the Portuguese Adonis standing before him was leading him to his imminent doom.

... + ... + ... + ...

Tyki was having a good day. He woke up early for once in his life and managed to wheedle Allen's number from Marian Cross. Of course, it wasn't that hard since the Director of Black Order Entertainment was more than ecstatic to have him as an official asset to the company. What made the day even better happened to be the fact that the sole entity of his affections was standing beside him, gaping like an idiot. A very cute idiot.

"Is this seriously your car?" Tyki watched the albino go from a state of shock to sudden excitement.

He nodded, proud to have his lover ogling at his foreign red sports car. Somewhere in the recesses of his mind, he can hear his snarky mind thanking the lords for springing some senses into his head and had him take his car for a wash a few days earlier. Tyki walked over to the passenger side and opened the door and smirked when Allen's cheeks flushed.

"Glad that chivalry is not lost in all men," Allen commented dryly.

"A man would do anything to please the one he adores," he chided as he got into the driver's seat. He leaned over and grabbed the seatbelt from Allen's hands and with his mouth carefully placed close to the albino's ear, he said in the huskiest voice he can muster, "Let me help you."

Allen's face flushed like a tomato and he couldn't tell whether it was from the embarrassment of the situation or the close proximity of their bodies, but Tyki found that he rather like that look on Allen's face quite a lot. What he found even more to his liking is when Allen would try to hide his bashfulness. The scarlet cheeks and big gray eyes just made the action seem all the more innocent, and it stirred something inside Tyki; something that he thought his heart had discarded a long time ago.

Tyki turned towards his partner, and for a second, he saw hair blonde like the rays of the sun, and eyes so blue you'd think of winter the moment you look into them. The lips moved, and he saw the lascivious smirk coated in a shiny pink. A raise of an eyebrow and he saw neatly plucked beauties to accentuate those icy pools, and as those lips moved again, he could hear a faint call of his name. It was a soft sound, so soft he had to lean close to hear it; but before he could even register the familiar voice, call out the name he knew so well, or even grasp onto the being before him, he was nudged back into the realm of reality and stared into Allen's face.

Tyki saw monochrome eyes staring back at him, silky white locks framing the youthful face, and plump ruby lips forming his name over and over again. Tyki shook his head, freeing all thoughts of the illusion. He isn't her; she isn't him. Allen Walker is by far the most different, so different from her that it was what made it bearable for him to be around the albino. Why then was he thinking of her after so long? Even those who came after her did not evoke such vivid imagery of his former muse. Was this a mistake?

"Tyki?" Allen started questionly.

The Portuguese snapped his attention back to his lover sitting beside him. "Ah, I'm fine, just thinking of something." He could see the younger male frown, but chose not to comment on it.

"How about we skip the date, and just lounge around in my apartment?" Allen suggested.

Tyki smirked. "You just don't want to go on the date."

Allen's eye widened as his cheeks bloomed a bright red instantaneously. "S-so not true!" His eyes narrowed dangerously when the photographer started to laugh jovially. Allen observed the male before him. His curly obsidian waves swayed along as he shook in an attempt to control his laughter, and his eyes crinkled in such a way that displayed his mirth. He was handsome, and Allen could not deny that. Allen's eyes narrowed at the thought, but he briefly brushed the thought away, blaming his manager-instincts for kicking in.

Seeing the frown on the albino's face, Tyki couldn't help but feel a tug on his heart. He felt compelled to smooth over the eyebrows and wipe the negativity away, to embrace the boy until all he could feel is warmth and ardor. He grabbed the other's hand into his larger ones instead and rubbed the pad of his thumb on the back of Allen's hand. "Let's go to your apartment then," he beamed.

And it was at that moment, from the way Allen's face brightened up, his eyes lit with joy, and the corner of his lips tugged upwards, that Tyki understood. For his heart was beating fast, his palms were sweating profusely, and his breathing was ragged, Tyki was feeling déjà vu. The one and only thing Allen had in common with her was the feeling they draw out from within him just by the mere thought of being with them.

Tyki smiled when his shounen wasn't looking. He was most definitely falling for the albino.

Hopefully you guys understood the second part in Tyki's perspective. If you guys didn't, well anyways, Tyki basically zoned out and started fantasizing his ex lover, whom he loved. All his exes after that particular blonde were different from the blonde so as not to bring back memories. In case you guys haven't caught on, yes, Tyki's former lover whom he was angsting over is indeed, a women. After the death of his lover, he couldn't love another woman the same again, hence, he started to 'play for the other team'.