Ah, this one is a sad song :( listen to the whole thing, because it's really beautiful. The last chorus is the most effective for this one. Thank you my lovely reviewers :) by the way the lyrics and title are supposed to be centred but ffnet is having formatting issues because they keep getting moved to the LEFT when they shouldnt be on the LEFT and it is ANNOYING!

Cry

Lavi lowered his eyes and turned his head to the side, breaking eye contact with Kanda as the teen walked past. Those soulless eyes were now terrifying to look at; nearly completely black too, now that the pupils were so dilated all of the time. It was hard, having to bring himself to look at the previously beautiful, emotional – and hell, he was if you read the signs right – and lively – Kanda-type-lively – teenager.

Tears were beginning to build and Lavi furiously pushed them away. They were from fear and longing, and he cursed his currently unwelcome memory as it took him back to the day they had taken his lover away from him.

Lavi curled his hands around Kanda's more petite ones and smiled as he pressed their foreheads together. Yuu gave that small smile of his and his eyes lit up with the action. Lavi's own smile grew wider before a hissed warning from Allen pulled them apart.

To Lavi's surprise, Yuu stepped forward protectively – of both Allen and Lavi – and placed his hand on his sword. His demeanour had changed completely. He wasn't that angry, hot-tempered teen, or that soft-smiling lover. He was cold and his back ramrod straight and almost robotic.

The superiors were nothing like anything Lavi or Allen had ever seen before, and they exchanged glances. Ever since the arrival of the third exorcists, there had been a lot of unknown, strange looking people around.

"Yuu Kanda?" one of them demanded, stopping a few feet away from the Japanese exorcist. Yuu nodded slowly, eyes not even narrowing like they normally would have. "You are to come with us."

Kanda's hand slipped from Mugen and his shoulders fell. To everyone who was watching, it was shocking to see Kanda follow them with no complaint, allowing them to grip him tightly by each arm as he was led away like prisoner.

When Kanda returned a week later, his tattoo was bigger, he was being referred to as an experiment – successful, apparently – and he was pretty much a machine. He obeyed orders in a monotone voice, with yes sirs and no sirs and there was no emotion whatsoever.

Thanks to him being a Bookman in training, Lavi soon found out what had happened, and it didn't take long for him to realise that he had lost his lover forever. He cursed the Order, second exorcists, and the men who had stolen Yuu from him.

"He's gone, Lavi," Allen whispered softly, squeezing his best friend supportively on the shoulder.

Lavi raised his gaze again, unable to stop the tears that were rolling over his cheeks. He wouldn't have cared if they had ended it, but Yuu had been pulled from him forcefully, and though he had read report after report, he still didn't fully understand. And so now he was feeling what it feels like to really cry.

"Hey, Al'," he asked shakily. "Do you reckon this is as hard as it gets?" his voice broke at the end.

Allen looked at him sadly and shrugged. "I don't know Lavi, I really don't."

Lavi could hear screams from somewhere done the corridor he was standing in. It was the middle of the night so no one else was about to hear the screams, but Lavi was hearing them, and he knew he recognised those screams. And they were too pained, too raw, and too emotional, for Lavi to just turn his back against it.

He began running, heading for the very end which seemed so far away. Someone came out, one of those strange superiors who had such control over Kanda, but they didn't see Lavi because they were turning the opposite way.

Lavi sped up, knowing for sure that he would find Yuu. He threw the door open and froze. Tears once again fell from his eyes and he rushed over to the figure on his knees, with his own crystalline tears rolling down his cheeks and he kept his eyes closed and his body trembled.

There was the familiar smell of blood, and Lavi felt it on Yuu's arms as he dragged the boy to his feet. He'd been whipped, Lavi was sure of it, and he was going to kill the person responsible.

"Yuu," he whispered gently. The body in his eyes stiffened momentarily, before Yuu cried harder and his trembles became more violent.

"Lavi?" he asked, his voice broken. He swallowed thickly and placed his hands on the firm chest that belonged to Lavi. He kept his eyes closed, afraid to open them. "Is it over yet?" he asked, feeling Lavi step closer, feeling the redhead's tears fall from his cheeks onto Kanda's. "Can I open my eyes?"

Lavi smiled shakily and pressed his forehead to Kanda's, wrapping his hands around the ones on his chest. "Yeah," he breathed, ruffling the Japanese teen's bangs. Those beautiful eyes opened slowly, unsurely, and after blinking a few times, Yuu raised his eyes to meet Lavi's and gave a small shy smile. But the tears will still falling, faster now.

Lavi, relieved at having seen Yuu's eyes were back to normal, wrapped his arms securely around the smaller teen and pulled him in tightly. Resting his chin on Yuu's head, he smiled and rocked the boy gently. "Cry," he assured him, and he felt Yuu begin to sob into his chest. Had they really destroyed the boy this badly? Torn down his walls so effectively? "Cry. Just cry."

Is it over yet?

Can I open my eyes?

Is this as hard as it gets?

Is this what it feels like to really cry?