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Allen and Lavi: Wolf still dosen't own DGM!!

Wolf: Give me time damn it! -__-

"You stupid apprentice! How on earth did you come down with influenza when apparently, you haven't even left the building since my absence?"

"How the heck should I know? It's not as if I asked for this you stupid old panda-OWW!!"

Allen sighed from where he stood by the doorway, watching the two bookmen's reunion after having been separated for just over a week. Needless to say, it wasn't going very well.

"Com'on Gramps," came Lavi's scratchy voice from the safety of the blankets, "I can hardly decide when I fall ill can I?"

"Be that as it may, it is essential for a Bookman to avoid all illnesses as much as possible to be able to clearly record history. Now according to my knowledge, there have been no noticeable illnesses infecting this location for approximately thirty five days. Perhaps you would like to inform me as to how you came down with this particular one?"

Bookman stood next to the bed with his arms crossed and a stern expression on his face. When no explication came from the lump under the covers, his expression started to become angry and he took a step forward towards the bed. A small cough stopped him from ripping the blankets away from his apprentice's face.

"Umm, excuse me, Bookman, but I think Lavi caught whatever he has from me."

The old man lifted a questioning brow towards Allen. Behind him, Lavi's green eye could be seen peeking out from its refuge. If it weren't for the elderly man's severe appearance, Allen would have probably laughed.

"Allen Walker?" asked Bookman, obviously waiting for a better explication.

Allen sighed.

"I came down with similar symptoms just over a week ago while on a mission. When I got back, I spent most of my time in my room thinking it was just a cold, but there were a few times I left to go to the cafeteria. Lavi found me during a dizzy moment in one of the corridors after lunch one day, and helped me back to my room. I imagine that it was then that he caught it."

Bookman fixed Allen with an analysing stare, as though trying to detect a lie.

The white haired exorcist looked back at the old man. He wasn't completely lying. Lavi had found him in the corridor and he had helped the younger male to a room, just not his own that's all.

Allen thought it best to leave out the part about the redhead taking care of him for nearly five days straight. He was sure that Bookmen weren't meant to do that sort of thing, something about not getting involved with other people…

Just as Bookman's stare began to make Allen uncomfortable, he sighed and shook his head.

"You should have gone straight to the infirmary if you were feeling unwell Allen Walker. It would not do for you to be out of action because of a micro-organism."

Allen nodded in agreement.

"I'm sorry sir. I didn't realise how bad my condition was. I'll be sure to get a professional opinion before taking things into my own hands next time."

"Very well," said Bookman, before turning back to the lump on the bed, whose head had just disappeared into the covers again.

"I'd best be accompanying this brat to the infirmary."

The elderly man frowned at the whimper coming from the covers.

Allen bit his lip, wondering if he was about to push his luck too far.

"I could always look after him." He said casually.

As he expected, Bookman turned to look suspiciously at him while Lavi's shocked face appeared completely from the blankets. The white haired male shrugged.

"Why risk letting everyone else fall ill by putting him in the infirmary? We know that I won't become ill because I've already had it. It just seems more logical to me."

The look Bookman was now giving him made Allen think that he really had pushed his luck, and was just about to apologise when suddenly, the old man nodded.

"Yes, I see your point. It would be more logical for you to keep an eye on him, unless of course his fever were to spike, in which case I'd prefer you to take him straight to the infirmary. Understand?"

"Yes sir." Replied Allen, hardly daring to believe his luck.

"Very well." Said Bookman as he turned again to Lavi, whose head was still poking out from the covers.

"I will be back in a few days to check on your recovery. Don't think you wont be getting a large amount of work to do after all this is over you brat."

And with that, the old man left leaving the two bewildered exorcists in the room.

"Wow." Whispered Lavi, letting his head flop onto his pillow.

"Yeah, wow." Repeated Allen. He shook his head a little, then walked over to the redhead's bed and sat down.

"You know, I honestly thought I was done for. You've no idea how unforgiving that old git is when I'm ill. I owe you one Allen."

"Owe me one?" Allen repeated, as he watched the redhead cough into his pillow, "It's my fault you're like this in the first place, I can hardly see why you'd be grateful for that."

The redhead grinned as he grabbed onto Allen's hand.

"Maybe, but at least this way I get to look at your cute little face without the stupid panda breathing down my neck." He said, grinning as he nuzzled the younger's palm.

Allen felt his cheeks heat up at the other's words and actions.

"Stupid Lavi," he muttered angrily, looking away, "I'm not cute, so please refrain from using that word."

Lavi laughed, and swiftly pulled the white haired exorcist to lie on to the bed with him.

"Ouff! Damn it Lavi! Any other time I would have hit you by now!"

"Now, now Moyashi-chan, you're meant to take care of the sick and wounded, and yours truly is in need of a little TLC, don't cha think? And since this is technically you're flu, who better to give said TLC than a certain white haired exorcist?"

Allen felt the heat spread from his cheeks to the rest of his face, and was grateful that the redhead was now holding him from behind and couldn't see.

"Honestly Lavi," he sighed as he felt the older exorcist nuzzle the back of his neck, "You're unbelievable. Goodness knows what I'm going to do with you."

He felt the other chuckle softly into his neck, making him shudder slightly.

"But you wouldn't have me any other way, eh? Allen-chan?"

Allen smiled, before turning gently around in Lavi's arms, wrapping his own arms around the other's shoulders and placing his cheek on top of the elder's head.

"No," he whispered into the soft red locks beneath him, "I wouldn't have you any other way, baka usagi".

Lavi smiled happily, before snuggling into his newfound human pillow and drifting into a gentle slumber.