dgray_man | The Storm That Brought You to Me

summary:
This figurative storm brought them together. They could blame everything on that. Or was this preordained? That didnt matter, they could still be together, in someway. It was a lot easier now that Lavi was on the Noahs' side...recording history.

pairing: Lucky
rating: T

The Storm that brought you to me.

His long dark shadow, crossed the cobblestone street with ease. His casual gait not caught on the uneven, dark path below him. There wasn't anything to worry about. Not this night. He walked further. Well aware of the presence behind him. Though, he pretended no to notice as he slowly lead his prey where he wanted them. He had the time to find out what the young red headed teen wanted. After that, he had his own agenda to follow through with.

Deeming the 'chase' to be long enough, he turned into the nearest side street, and slipped into the welcoming darkness. As he waited for the rabbit.

The boy followed. Unaware of the danger he was in. Unaware of the fox hiding in the shadows. Casting a look into the ally, a lone emerald eye widened in disbelief. The older male was gone. Out of sight. Cursing to himself, the boys guard was down. Granting the fox his prey.

A hand protruded from the shadows and grabbed him, dragging the rabbit into the darkness of the ally. He struggled, only to be forced, face first, against a wall. A firm chest pressed against his back, while a hand gripped tightly around his wrists, while its other was placed precariously above his heart. He stilled. Knowing these hands could not have been more of a threat.

“Now, what are you, my dear rabbit, doing out so late this night?” The older casually spoke. Not once faltering in his Cheshire like grin that had claimed his features upon capturing the young rabbit. Further widening at the boy's obvious discomfort. “Boy?” He coaxed.

The teen shifted in his position. “I came on behalf of Bookman to ask you if you would answer our question? About the Noah family,” he explained.

“Questions about the Noah,” the older repeated. “Tell me Bookman Jr. What does, Bookman know about the Noah?” he felt the boy stiffen slightly at the mention of the older man.

“Boy?” He questioned. “Or should I call you; Lavi?”

“Call me what you like, will you or wont you... help us?” giving a slightly pointed look, the boy went back to why he had come.

Tyki didn't miss a beat though. He saw how Lavi reacted to the question of Bookman. Perhaps the old man didn't even know his apprentice was here? Which made things difficult for the teen. That however, was not his problem. The boy, here and now, was. Sighing, the older stepped away allowing the boy out of his grasp. Watching as the boy seemed a little more comfortable, now that the Noah was not touching him.“I suppose I should. Seeing as how you're here as a Historian, rather than an exorcist.”

Now being able to face the older, Lavi threw a questioning gaze at him.

“How did I know? You don't have have that hammer of yours.” He explained, “I know you exorcists never leave without your Innocence being close.” He then asked, “shall we leave this ally and get something to eat? While you question me to your hearts content?” He chuckled to himslef. Knowing fully well that this boy was not allowed to have a 'Heart'. Perhaps a poor choice of words, if he didn't want to offend the boy.

“No, here is just fine.” Lavi replied. “Bookman and I know already who and what the Noah are. We want to fill in the blanks. Know where they came from. What their objective is? Why you help the Earl?” He stated firmly.

The Portuguese lord, regarded the younger man. “What do I get in exchange?” This wouldn't be a one way street, he in-turn would have to benefit for this.

“Exchange?” the boy once again visibly tensed.

“You heard me boy. What do I get in exchange. I'll be giving away information about the Noah and you expect it to come without a fee?” the Noah laughed once again.

Softly Lavi asked the question he probably knew the answer too already. “What do you want in return?”

The Noah looked him straight in the eye. “Well, my dear rabbit, its not what I want, but more what the earl wants.”

“The earl?” Lavi had not expected that. “What does the earl want? If it's information about the order, I cant do that.”

“Oh no,no, no, caramba querido coelho (my dear rabbit).” He taller figure closed in on the boy once again. Pushing him closer to the rapidly approaching wall. “You see it happened to be fate that I got to you tonight. The Earl just so happens to, want to speak with you.”

“About what?”

“That I don know, you'll have to find that out yourself, bunny boy.”

This could very well be a trap for the young Bookman, though, opportunity's like these a very rare. He doubted that even Bookman would say no to an 'invitation' of sorts.

“Fine,” this being said, the Noah advance once again on the younger, allowing his fingers to phase through the boys skull and fiddle, just a little, on the inside. Knocking the red headed youth into unconsciousness. Slim but strong arms, prevented him from colliding with the ground, holding Lavi in a firm and almost “protective” hold.

All the while fox admired his prey. His catch. The rabbit that had fallen so easily into his grasp. Into the hands of darkness.

The Earl will be pleased. And Lavi will get what he needs on; the Noah. However, this little rabbit had no idea what was in-store for him now. His fate now rested in Tyki and the Earls hands.

A//N: I Don't know if I should continue this, originally it was meant to be a one-shot thing well really a short story for my English assignment, but then ideas came to life. But I wont jump straight into it. Um, there is a little Portuguese in there, so, I don't really know if I got the right way of saying things but hopefully I did pretty well.

The Storm That Brought You to Me

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