A.N.: At last, the final chapter for Laven Week, Day 8, Finishing!

Let's open the curtains one last time…

Final Touch

If you looked from afar you would see a boy, seemingly fifteen or sixteen years old, with unusual white hair and a naïve aura around him, as he gazed at the sky. Now, if one took a close look at him, would notice that the oh-so-innocent boy had in fact a devious smirk on his pretty face, as if he were waiting for something to happen. Something he had planned and predicted all along, the final part of his masterpiece.

At first he felt guilty for manipulating someone to fall in love with him, but then… he fell for that person too, so that wasn't all bad, was it? It was a noble reason. And it wasn't his fault he could read people and make them think what he wanted them to think, and feel what he wanted them to feel. And this was the most successful work he'd ever done. Sure, with such a willing victim as Lavi, his actions couldn't be easier.

Lavi was easily impressed and liked to be entertained. That alone was an encouragement to Allen and his both sides, the happy clown who grew up travelling with a circus troupe, and the opportunistic boy who gambled to survive. Therefore, every now and then he would show him a magic trick with his cards or perform some acrobatic moves he learnt during his childhood, and watch the truly amazed smile that was quite rare on the redhead's face. Not that he didn't smile, but sometimes his laughter didn't seem to reach his eye, as if he were pretending to be happy. But that's just bullshit, Allen thought. One way or another, he started to long for their time together, being it on their way to missions or just relaxing during a quiet day at the Order. He enjoyed it, and didn't find rejection from the other, meaning he could start using some more direct action.

He made simple gestures that made Lavi blush, acting clueless right after, so as to confuse him. It was really fun when he made his leg "accidentally" touch Lavi's, taking it away the next second, just to do it again and leave the leg there. He would always get a flushed face and an embarrassed look. Then, Allen would give him his best smile and ask, "Are you alright, Lavi? You look red."

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of steps. He knew it was Lavi, knew he was alone, and knew he would talk to him. How did he know that? The first two were things he could see reflected on the window's surface, and the last one, just some good intuition.

"Hey, Allen. What are you doing here, alone? Is everything okay?"

Great, he was worried. Just as planned.

Allen rested his body on the wall beside the window, ran one hand through his hair and sighed. Just a façade, of course.

Lavi got closer and timidly tugged his sleeve.

"What's wrong?"

Allen smiled, and this time he wasn't faking.

"I was just feeling alone." He got closer to Lavi. Dangerously closer. "But you're here now."

Now, the final touch. Allen lifted his cursed hand and stroked Lavi's cheek. It was done. Lavi ran to the boy's arms and hid his face on his chest.

"Imm nhoyu, nhanhen."

Allen smirked and lifted Lavi's chin, looking into his eye and approaching their faces.

"Say what, dear?"

Lavi gulped.

"I-I said 'I love you'."

The younger lightly bit the other's lower lip, closing his eyes.

"I already knew that, love."

Without seeing his surprised look, Allen kissed him feverously, slowly running his dark hand through the red hair, his other hand pressing Lavi's waist, pulling his body closer. As an attempt of corresponding, the other put his hands on Allen's shoulder and neck, caressing the white hair on his nape. That made him growl and roll to his side, pressing Lavi against the wall.

He planned this moment for a long time, but at that point it was a billion times better. Allen separated their mouths to kiss the other's neck. But while doing it, Lavi held him tight.

He looked up and saw the redhead with a shy smile. He smiled too, and gave him a light peck on the lips.

They hugged each other, and Allen knew his masterpiece was complete.

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A.N.:YAY! This is it, guys; I hope you have enjoyed it as much as I did. Thanks to everyone who read, reviewed, subscribed and added this to your faves, you made me really happy!

And special thanks to the site that helped me writing Seme Allen/Uke Lavi, the SemeUkeDOTcom! There you can take a quiz and find out which type of seme or uke you are! For me, I'm the Badass Uke. Totally fits my personality. Allen is an Opportunist Seme and Lavi is a Clueless Uke. Adorable.

Thanks again, and see you soon!

xxx

~NaniKitsune