Title: Fallen Angel

Summary: Lavi Bookman never believed in miracles or anything to do of the sort; that all changed when he was walking across the street and a car was headed straight for him. He knew in his mind that he was going to die, but that day fate gave a twist for the best. He did get hit by the car but he only opened his eyes to see a few scratches on his body and something that would change his life forever; a boy. This boy looked like a angel, with snow white hair and a beautiful face that made him look transparent. Almost like a ghost, little did Lavi know that this boy was an angel. His angel.

Rating: M (Rating for overall story, not every chapter.)

Genre: Romance, hurt/comfort.

Pairing: LavixAllen (Laven)

Author's Note: I do NOT own Man. Man belongs to it's rightful owners. This Story is dedicated to EvangelineRose2412, thank you for all of your support! Also a big thank you to all of you who have favorited, and reviewed my stories!

- O -

"Lavi wait up!" A girl with long dark green hair and deep green eyes ran towards a very tall teenage boy with fiery red hair, he had an eye patch over his left eye while the other one was a shimmering emerald green.

"Good morning Lenalee" the tall red head greeted the shorter girl through the crowd of other students around them walking into and towards the school.

"Good morning Lavi" Lenalee smiled up at the taller teen. "You feeling all better?" Lenalee gave a caring smile towards Lavi.

"Of course, I only got a few scratches. Nothing to worry about." Lavi smiled reassuringly at Lenalee.

It was only four days ago when Lavi was crossing the street and a car came around the corner not noticing Lavi. Lavi knew he was going to die but when he closed his eye to except his fate he felt nothing. When he slowly looked up he saw he was on the ground and there was what looked like a teenage boy, maybe fifteen kneeling in front of him. He looked kind of blurry and fuzzy, like a ghost. He had white hair that laid on his beautiful face. His face was mixed with relief and worry. "Are you alright?" Those were the only words he spoke before he could hear sirens in the distance. Then the boy was gone.

"Ok, if you say so" Lenalee shrugged dropping the subject. "You ready for the social studies test today?" She looked up at Lavi.

"You know the answer to that" Lavi looked down at Lenalee as they walked through the front doors of the school.

"I know, just trying to make conversation." The shorter girl weakly smiled as they walked down the hall.

"Well I'll see you later" Lavi stopped at the classroom on the right side of the hall that had the label Social Studies to the left of the door.

"Ok, see you later" Lenalee waved as she walked down the hall away from Lavi.

- O -

"Let's see here" Lavi thought as stared down at his social studies test. "Which one is it, a or d? It's just like Kamui to make a trick question." Lavi thought some more as he tapped his pencil to his lips thinking.

"It's a" Lavi nearly fell out of his chair hearing the sudden voice next to him when he turned his head to see who it was he saw the same boy from four days ago. He was leaning over Lavi's shoulder looking down at his paper.

When Lavi looked around the room to see that no one had noticed the boy he started to get a weird feeling in his gut. He looked just had he had that same day. He still had that fuzzy and blurry look around his body, almost as if he was transparent. He was cute, Lavi had to admit that.

Lavi soon after looking at the boy for a few minutes just turned around and continued on his test. Surprisingly the whole day he followed Lavi. Trying to talk to him but Lavi just ignored him hoping that he would just get a hint and go away. But he never did. By the time Lavi had gotten home he had enough of this little game.

"What the hell do you want?" Lavi's words were ice cold as he walked into his apartment closing he door with a slam behind him. Hoping that he couldn't walk through the door, but he could.

"That is no way to talk to someone who saved your life" the boy followed Lavi through the apartment.

Lavi just snickered at hearing this as though it was a joke. "Save my life, what are you an angel or something" Lavi laughed cold heartedly as he tossed his backpack onto his bed.

"Actually, yes I am an angel" the white haired boy looked at Lavi with serious eyes.

"Pft, I don't believe in that religious shit" Lavi chuckled as he sat down on his bed alongside his backpack.

"I'm not an angel tied to a religion or something. Yes, people do associate angels with Christianity but I am not just any angel; I am a fallen angel." The boy continued to look down at Lavi on his bed.

"Look, whatever it is you need or want just take it I don't care" Lavi gave a slight glare towards the white haired boy.

"You really don't get this do you?" The boy sighed then started to talk again "Your grandfather is Mr. Bookman right?"

"How do you know that?" Lavi had a somewhat confused look on his face.

"Just call him and ask him about fallen angels then maybe you can help me." With that the boy just vanished.

"What the hell was that about?" Lavi murmured to himself.

- O -

"What do you want idiot grandson?" A raspy older voice answered the other line of Lavi's phone.

"Hello to you to" Lavi said sarcastically. He did eventually get curious about the boy and what he said about fallen angels so he ended up calling his grandfather.

"Yet again what do you want?" The voice said again.

"What can you tell me about fallen angels?" Lavi was always this direct with his grandfather about stuff like this.

"Why? Did you meet one?" The voice sounded somewhat eager.

"I don't know, that's why I need to know about them."

"Ok, well you have heard about angels right? Well fallen angels are people who have died and were a good enough person in life to deserve the title of an angel, but are lacking something. It is something that they have never experienced like, someone saying thank you to them, or something they never learned to do like, I don't know... lets just say cooking they are both not so good of examples but you get the point right?"

"Yes, so they are basically soon to be angels that died in vain?"

"Correct. Fallen angels are very rare to come across. But if someone did end up meeting a fallen angel it usually isn't a normal meeting. When you run into a fallen angel that asks you for help it means that you are the only one who can help them find what they need to be an angel. They know what they need to do but they don't know how to do it."

"What is their appearance like?"

"Well I guess you could say like a ghost. Does this mean you have met a fallen angel?"

"I think so"

- O -

After a long talk with his grandfather Lavi decided that he would help the young fallen angel. For one reason only, he was cute.

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I'm so sorry this story sucks!

Yeah, so far I think that this story is ok but it needs work so I will work harder on the next chapter to make it better. Well that is if people want me to continue it... If I don't get at least three reviews for this chapter I will just delete this story and move on.