Forever Stained Red | By : WannaBePirate Category: +. to F > D. Gray Man Views: 2001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Lavi froze in his steps and his eyes stared forward. “Aya is here?” He asked in a hushed tone. He came too and saw the Bookman and Finder standing outside of a door, waiting for him. Lavi felt his feet moving before his mind caught up and before he knew it, he was at the door swinging it open. “Aya!”
Chapter Fifteen
His eyes softened when he saw her form laying on the bed before him. He wanted his feet to move forwards, but they seemed frozen in their spots. ‘Ayaka…’ His mind let out, as he took in her battered body. That was it, he’d never let her out of his sight, he’d never let her on another mission without him. Her eyes were closed and her breath even, she was asleep. Finally his feet began to move, with quick steps he was beside her bed, silent so he didn’t wake her.
Kanda opened his mouth to speak, only to snap it shut when he saw the concerned look on Lavi’s face. The red headed male lifted his hand and brushed a few strands of hair from Ayaka’s face. The once flawless skin littered with cuts and marks, any other part of skin he could see didn’t seem any better. He could feel anger rising up in his body, he wanted to maim the person who had harmed her. He wanted to make all her injuries vanish, and reappear on the bastard who dared touch her. “Ayaka…” He whispered, a small smile on his face as her eyelids fluttered open. He nearly chuckled at the confused look on her face.
Ayaka swore she was still dreaming, Lavi wasn’t there when she fell asleep. The Order wouldn’t send Bookman to escort them home. “Lavi?” Her voice was raspy and still laced with sleep. The boy nodded, running his fingers down her cheek with barely there touches.
“You get into trouble every where you go, don’t you?” He said quietly, though there was an undertone of sadness in his voice. “You’re gonna worry me into an early grave.” A pitiful laugh bubbled from his throat.
As if just realizing it wasn’t a dream, and her Lavi was really truly standing beside her, Aya’s eyes shot open wide. “Lavi…” She said again, fearing he’d disappear. She watched his smile grow and with all her strength she pushed her body up and wrapped her arms around his neck. The nurse by the door looked panicked but it didn’t seem like she needed to voice her thoughts.
“What are you doing!” Lavi chastised lowly, quickly laying her back down. “You’re hurt! Don’t go jumping around!” He had a frown on his handsome face, which caused Aya to pout. She winced as he laid her back onto the bed. The neck line of her shirt stretched, showing off the large white bandage across her chest. The once white surface was now littered with speckles of red.
Without thinking of his actions, or the company in the room, Lavi hooked his finger under the neckline and pulled. His eyes widened as he took in the damage. “What…” His wide eyes shot back to Aya, who was turned away trying to avoid his gaze. A snarl pulled onto his normally cheerful face. “What happened?” It wasn’t clear who he was talking to, or who he wanted to answer.
Oddly enough his angry glare shot to Kanda, boring into the other boy harshly. “What happened?” He asked again, his voice low and threatening.
Ayaka stiffened, though she quickly grabbed hold of Lavi's own hand that still clutched her shirt. “Lavi…” At her voice he didn’t turn back to her, but his fist tightened. “It’s alright, I’m okay.” She whispered, trying to get that harsh look off of his face. “Kanda carried me all the way here, even with his own wounds.” The girl could feel the tension leaving the red heads body. Smiling she gently nuzzled the boys hand. “I’m glad they sent you.”
As if completely forgetting his prior anger Lavi turned concerned eyes to Aya. A whine left his throat as he loosened his fist to cup her face. The look on Lavi’s face was pitiful, he wanted so badly to lock her in his room and never allow her to leave. Yet, he knew she’d never allow it, and he was stuck watching her get injured. “Ayaaaa-channnnn.” He whimpered literally crawling into her hospital bed with her, and nuzzling her cheek before pulling her to his chest.
Aya gave a sad giggle to the boys whines. She allowed him to manipulate her in his hold, until they were both settled. Kanda took one last look at the two and silently walked away from the room. Bookman gave a slightly disapproving stare before disappearing with the Finder, to gather further information.
Once the door closed and the two were left alone, Lavi ran his fingers through her long hair. “Where else are you hurt?” He mumbled into her locks. Aya rested against him, taking slow calculated breaths.
Her hand left his chest and gently rubbed against her own bandaged one, before going back to his. “This ones the worst.” She whispered. “Most of the others are just cuts and bruises.” She felt the arms around her tighten briefly before they loosened again. “I…” She gulped and buried her face in his chest. “I don’t remember how I got most of them.” She let out a dry laugh, only to wince again at the pain. “Kanda wont tell me, he just keeps scolding me - telling me to get rest.”
His hand lifted and ghosted over Aya’s wounded chest. “You’re okay though, right?” His voice still in a whisper, as if she’d shatter if he spoke to loud. “I mean, you're obviously not okay, but you’re okay, right?” He knew he was hardly making sense, but Aya knew him well enough to understand.
“Mhm!” She said happily, she was out of the darkness. Though the doctors weren’t sure how. “Just hurts a bit, so don’t make me laugh and stuff.” She poked his chest accusingly.
Smirking he leaned down, tilting her up head by her chin. “No laughing, I promise.” His lips met her in a gently, chaste kiss. Soon his hand wormed its way around her neck, settling under her hair. “No more missions.” He mumbled against her lips, as she opened her mouth to protest he thrust his tongue into her mouth. He nearly moaned at her taste, her own tongue shyly playing against his own. His fingers soothingly massaged her neck and head. It was a soft, sweet, slow kiss. It was full of emotion, yet it didn’t feel smothering.
After a few minutes of simply kissing her, he pulled away, laying a few small pecks on her lips. Leaning his forehead on hers, he smirked at her slightly dazed state. “What am I gonna do with you?”
Snuggling back into his chest she sighed tiredly. “Lemme use you as a pillow.” She mumbled, sleep pulling at her senses. Shuffling slightly, he laid back into the bed, with Aya snug against his side.
“Of course!” He chimed in, slowly petting her head as she fell into a much needed nap. “Of course…” He said again, this time the cheeriness was gone.
Just outside the room and down the hall, Kanda stood beside Bookman as he spoke to the doctor.
“It would be unwise to move her so soon.” The doctor argued, yet the tiny panda would have none of that. He had to get the girl back to head quarters and have their specialist check her over.
“We leave tomorrow, please provide me with any papers needing to be signed.” Bookman said, swiftly turning and making his way back to the girls room. The doctor sighed but went off to get what the little man asked for.
Kanda stood still leaning against the wall in the hallway. The image of Lavi glaring at him, as the boys hand held onto Aya like a lifeline. He couldn’t get that fury out of his mind, he’d never seen that kind of anger in Lavi before. Yet, Kanda really couldn’t blame him, the young samurai was mad at himself for allowing such a thing to happen. He scowled at the adjacent wall, eyes narrowing. Surprisingly he was mad at himself for letting Lavi down.
Kanda was walking to his room, he needed to sleep before his mission tomorrow. As he went to open the door, a hand stopped the wood from opening. His glare shot to the person the hand belonged too. Lavi looked at his ‘friend’ with a fierce determination in his eyes.
“Don’t let her get hurt.” Lavi stated in a flat tone, eyes boring into the others. “Just make sure she’s careful.” His voice softened a bit, and his eyes looked down to the floor. “I don’t want to lose her again.” He whispered, letting his hand drop and began walking away from Kanda.
Kanda watch the boy go, wonderment in his eyes. “Lavi…” He called but the boy merely stopped, not bothering to turn. He couldn’t promise to keep her alive, he couldn’t say he’d be able to keep her from harm. Yet, there was one thing he could say, to hopefully give the other a sense of ease. “I wont leave her behind.” He mumbled, walking into his room.
Kanda allowed his head to hit the wall behind him. He didn’t understand this feeling, he had sworn off caring for others a long time ago. He did what he told Lavi he’d do. He hadn’t left Ayaka behind, he couldn’t. Yet he still felt anger welding up in his gut. Even if he hadn’t promised it, even if he knew he couldn’t promise it, Kanda wanted to keep her safe. He wanted to bring her home without a mark on her. And he wasn’t sure if he liked the idea, the attachment that he had grown for the girl.
“We’re leaving today?” Both Lavi and Ayaka said at the same time, causing the two to look at each other in shock. On one hand Ayaka said it excitedly, on the other Lavi was confused. Lavi stopped Aya from getting up like she had been trying to.
“Is she okay to leave, I mean is she well enough?” He asked in a serious tone, eyeing his teacher suspiciously. Ayaka pouted at him and glared, she didn’t want to be in the hospital anymore. She wanted to go home.
Bookman shrugged and turned to leave. “Just help her get ready, we leave in thirty minutes.”
Lavi went to get out of bed, to tell the old man off. Ayaka wasn’t leaving if she wasn’t a hundred percent. Yet a hand to the arm stopped him, he looked back at a frowning Aya. “I wanna go home.” She mumbled, holding onto his arm tighter. “I’m alright to go home.” She nodded, forcing a small smile for him.
Sighing, he slowly climbed out of the bed. “Fine.” He gently helped her to sit on the edge, before getting her clothes and handing them to her. Blushing, he helped her to her feet. “You can hold on to me if you need too.” He saw her cheeks tint pink. “I wont look, but let me know if you need any help.” He kissed her forehead, before turning and keeping his arm out for her to hold herself if she needed.
Quickly, well as fast as she could with a hole in her chest, she dressed and sat back down on the bed. Her breaths were labored, as if she’d just run a marathon. Lavi quickly turned and frowned. “I don’t think you should be moved yet.” He muttered, quickly checking her wounds for any damage. He saw her about to voice her opinion, which he was sure was her saying she was fine and wanted to go home. With a sigh he nodded before she could even speak. “I know, I know. I’ll get ya home, but you have to make a promise for me.” She nodded, though a bit hesitant, Lavi could be unreasonable when it concerned her safety. “You have to let me take care of you on the way back, no fighting if I try to help you, and no overexerting yourself. Deal?” He held out his hand to her, waiting for her reply.
It only took a second, for Ayaka to sigh in defeat. “Fine, but only if you keep me away from Komui when we get back.” He chuckled at your terrified tone, their crazed superior sometimes freaked the girl out.
He leaned down and kissed her cheek. “I’ll try but no promises.” She would have protested if Bookman didn’t come in and inform them that their ride was ready. And before Aya could even try to stand on her feet, Lavi swooped her up and began to carry her to the carriage. She grumbled into his shoulder, a blush clear on her face.
Lavi settled into his seat, Aya still held firmly against his chest. She would have demanded to sit on her own but she couldn’t find the fight in her. She was still tired, and in pain, and honestly Lavi was comfortable. She felt her eyes get heavy, shaking her head she tried to rid herself of the sleepiness. Lavi smiled down at her, trying not to frown at her fragileness. Leaning down, Lavi placed a kiss on her forehead. “Sleep, you need it.” Aya’s tired eyes looked up into his, before she nodded and snuggled into his chest. Shifting down he sighed in content, Aya was where she was suppose to be. He briefly realized Bookman had climbed into the cart, but Kanda no where to be seen.
An hour passed, and Aya was still fast asleep in Lavi’s lap. Bookman turned his head from the two with another disapproving sound. “Lavi.” The boy looked up to his teacher, while his hand continued to brush through Aya’s hair. “It’s not allowed.” The older man said, still not looking at his student but someone how knowing Lavi wanted him to elaborate. “Relationships.” He said causing Lavi’s eyebrows to frown. “We have to keep an open mind, we have to be able to keep a level head and record all data.” Bookman finally turn towards Lavi with a serious look in his eyes. “When you discard the name Lavi, you must also abandon all that connects you to that name.” Bookman’s eyes glanced down to the sleeping girl in his charges lap. “Including those that are overly attached to the one named Lavi.”
Lavi frowned, looking down at Aya’s sleeping face. Running his hand down her cheek he sighed. “I know.” His voice was barely above a whisper and the two simple words nearly broke his heart.
Hours passed and soon Ayaka shifted, only to moan in pain. Her eyes snapped open, before her hands were raised to try and wipe the sleep from her eyes. Lavi smirked down at her, gently brushing the hair from her face. “Sleep well?” He asked lightly, though Aya could tell there was something wrong. Attempting to sit up, she gladly accepted the help from the red haired boy.
Even as she was situated to sit beside Lavi, her body still leaned on him, heavily. Her hand lifted and softly laid over the wound on her chest. “I suppose.” She mumbled, her mind still trying to wake up. “I had some whacked out dreams.” She continued, her fingers slowly rubbed over the bandages. Her eyes looked over to Lavi, noting that he still looked a bit…off. “Is something wrong?” She asked quietly, very aware of the Bookman sitting across from them.
Lavi opened his mouth, feeling dread form a thick ball in his gut. Aya looked at him with such odd innocence, such unrestricted trust. He didn’t want to break that trust, he didn’t want to loose her. Smiling and slowly shaking his head he reached out and trapped a piece of her long hair between his fingers. Twirling the lock around his finger, he leaned over and kissed her cheek. “Just worried about you.” He mumbled against her skin. Aya briefly looked at him suspiciously before sighing and letting her head fall back. She looked away just in time to miss the sadness that flooded Lavi’s eyes.
A loud grumble filled the small area, causing Aya’s cheeks to turn red. Her hands flew to her stomach and her eyes glared at it for it’s embarrassing sounds. Lavi looked at her in shock for a moment, before laughter fell from his lips. He scooted closer to her and buried his face into her neck. His one arm resting behind her head, the other going to rub her growling stomach. “Are you hungry by any chance?” He mumbled, smirking against her neck.
“No…” She mumbled back, cheeks still red with embarrassment. Her stomach decided to voice it’s own opinion, growling again. “Maybe a little.” She turned her head, hiding her face in Lavi’s hair. The hand on her stomach, brushed over it and wrapped around her, pulling her closer. With his head still buried in her neck, his other arm wrapped around her head, his fingers sinking into her hair. Aya felt an odd sense of sorrow wrap around her. Yet, she didn’t know why.
Lavi gently kissed her neck, letting his lips linger on her skin. “I’ll have to get you something to eat then, wont I.” He stated, inhaling deeply. He held his arms tightly around her, enclosing Ayaka in an odd hug like position. Closing his eyes for a minute, he tried to push away the sudden depression he felt himself falling into. He was going to hurt her, he knew it. The wound he was going to deal to her would be far worse than the one she had now. In return, he was certain, his pain would be tripled just by the fact that he caused it. Taking a deep breath, he sat back and gave her a kiss on her cheek. Smiling at her he spoke cheerfully. “So, what does my Aya-chan want?” But for now, for now he could be her Lavi, and she would be his.
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