Title: Nee, Sensei?
Paring: Tyki/Lavi, and others.
Genre: Angst/Action/Romance
Summary: Lavi takes comfort being in the academic branch at Black Order University. He likes books. He likes learning. He likes being smart. He hates, however, people smarter than him. Never trust someone who can outwit you in four words or less.

Author's Note: Hello! Thank you for tuning into a revamped version of Nee, Sensei?! Please bare in mind that I am a college student with a full-time job. I have no editor and therefore typed and edit this crap myself. I am tired. I am doing my best to give you the best I can. Stay tuned to the end of chapter two for a more detailed Author's Note. I really do hope you guys enjoy this fanfic.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but a college degree.

Chapter One - Part One: Don't Sleep With or Date Someone Potentially Smarter Than You

Lavi found himself out at a bar with his friends, embracing their final outing before they clam up in their respective apartments cramming for the next semester. The Black Order University would be back in session tomorrow and Lavi would be back in his respective branch, the academic field, while his friends, Lenalee Lee, Yuu Kanda and Allen Walker would be back in theirs the combat field. He found it was best to enjoy these moments while he can. There was no telling when they'd be able to meet up again during the spring semester, especially since their respective branches operated in different manners and different times. Come tomorrow, they'd be separated again. His shared apartment with Allen will fall quiet and he'd be stuck with his own train of thoughts to drive him crazy instead. Yes, he found it best to enjoy these nights while he can.

Lenalee volunteered to be their designated driver, having never been one to drink herself. She felt it was her duty to keep the peace between the three, especially when Allen and Yuu were together. They could be quite the handful sometimes. Besides, if there was anyone who could get all three of them under control, it was her. Lenalee nursed a cup of hot chocolate she had picked up on her way here, a nervous smile on her lips as she watched them over the rim of her cup. They were getting louder by the second. It's moments like these where Miranda would have been useful to have around. A heavy sigh left her lips as she took a sip of her drink. However, with the move back into town, it would be asking too much of her to make her go outside on the same night.

Lenalee's weariness didn't go unchecked by Lavi. He caught those apprehensive glances as quick as they came. He draped a reassuring arm over her shoulders and gave her a tight squeeze.

"S'okay, Lenalee!" the redhead exclaimed, "You have a car…."

Allen nodded behind him.

"You gots the keys..."

Allen nodded.

"And we're not far from home."

Both boys held their thumbs up, nodding vigorously and reassuringly. Another heavy breath left her lips, shaking her head in response to their antics. Lenalee fixed her gaze onto Kanda instead. The senior undergrad was slumped against the table. His hands were clenched tightly into fists of regent and the prayers of hope for a gust of cool wind to miraculously come though to cool down his over heated body. His forehead was pressed against the wooden table top, basking in the brief moments of cool relief.

"Another…" He mumbled.

She sweated nervously, chuckling.

"Uh… Kanda? Maybe-" As quick as he brought it up, Allen yelped in surprise, ducking underneath the table as Yuu held a tooth pick threateningly where one Allen Walker would have been if he wasn't use to the swordsman aggressive outbursts. He waved it around at the sea of air before slumping back down against the table. He was hanging haphazardly off his seat at this point. Yuu grumbled against the table, annoyed. Something about "bean sprouts" not knowing what's good for them, let alone when he, Yuu Kanda, had enough to drink.

"Bwah-hahaha!" A hearty laugh left Lenalee's lips as she watched Allen crawled back out from underneath the table. Lavi was also laughing, helping Allen back up from the floor. He himself also being quite tipsy nearly fell down with the younger man as well.

"Last round and then we all head back, yeah?" Lavi asked. Everyone, but Yuu, nodded in agreement.

Lavi pushed himself away from the table. It was the only thing keeping him up since he had offered his seat to Lenalee. Now that he wasn't relying on it, he found himself having to think quite hard before taking his next step. He took his first step forward, a little noise escaping his lips as he wobbled for a minute. With a breath of relief and his confidence fully restored within that one step forward, Lavi stumbled his way across the room to the bar.

"Oomph!" He snickered as he collided into the bar stand, bracing himself against the counter. The bartender behind the counter chuckled in response, letting out a soft 'tsking' sound as she wagged her figure at him. He smiled in response, his emerald green eye lit up earnestly. Lavi leaned further against the counter and held 3 fingers up.

"3 shots, ma'am." He asked, his voice husky, "½ hard apple cider and ½ fireball. Please, and thank you."

The earnest expression combined with his tone of voice flustered the bartender a bit, smiling back the redhead quite earnestly herself.

Lavi waited patiently, looking around the bar lazily. He ruffled up his hair a bit, his bangs getting in the way of his line of sight every now and then. The place wasn't too packed and minus Allen and Kanda, it was quite quiet. It was a small hole in the wall bar, so he wasn't too surprised at the turnout. It was Sunday night as well, after all. He shifted his gaze elsewhere, landing on the figure sitting down next to him at the bar. Although, it wasn't so much that he was eyeing the figure next to him, but the book the gentleman was reading. Lavi, by nature, was a nosey individual and if anyone were to ever call him out on said nosey trait, he would own it full heartedly without a doubt. To him it was only natural to be this nosey, how else down one gather as much information as possible without being nosey. He took note of the title, 'The Classic Fairytales, edited by Maria Tator,' an anthology.

Maria Tator's name was enough to get him excited. She had the best in-depth analysis of fairy tales and the concepts behind them. A bubble of excitement was boiling in the pit of his stomach as he got psyched up. To make things better, tomorrow would be his first day in Fantasy Lit as well and his professor was supposedly a famous folklore researcher. True to his nosey nature, Lavi carelessly leaned over, paying no mind to the notion or concept of 'personal space.' He obstructed the gentlemen's line of sight with a mop of red hair, taking note of the rendition of Snow White he was reading. It took every ounce of self-control not to word vomit an 8-page thesis paper on the concept of Snow White representing the innocence and purity the Queen lost at young and now fears. It took less control for him to leave what he considered to be food for thought.

"Isn't it interesting," he began, smiling and nodding at the bartender as she set down his drinks, "That Snow White has zero dialogue in the Brother's Grimm rendition and that her innocent never ending smile becomes malicious not in appearance, but in intent as she watches her step-mother be forced to wear those hot slippers? It's almost as if Snow White is a bad character." He hummed, please with his input and insight into the world of literature. The energetic redhead closed up their tab and picked up their drinks, ready to head back to his friends.

The gentleman exhaled heavily, a puff of smoke emitting from his lips. He tapped his cigarette against his ash tray and spoke, "Spoken like a true 10-year-old. Dumb and naïve."

Lavi's smile faltered, his cheery mood crushed in a matter of seconds. He stormed off to this table grumbling under his breath about rude middle age men and how unappreciative people could be over some intellectual insights. He strummed up a an imaginary conversation between him and the smoker in which he carefully explained that all one needed to do was pay attention to the tone of text, the point of view of which the text is told in and how such malicious intent needed to stem from somewhere and if he had a pen and paper with him right now he would have pulled out some quotes out of his ass with a deep thorough analysis and shoved it down the strangers throat. Not that he was trying to prove a point. Lavi simply didn't take well to being called dumb and naïve on the spot without one speck of evidence to back up the man's baseless claim. So, color him annoyed.

Half way into giving himself a mental pat on the back for winning an imaginary conversation with an imaginary stranger, Allen picked up both his and Yuu's shot glass, beckoning Lavi to get going. Yuu was fast asleep on the table. With Lenalee and her cup of hot chocolate, they toasted to another semester of school, downing their shots and packing up their things. Getting Yuu to get up and walk turned into another struggle. The half-asleep swordsman was practically ripping out Allen's hair as the younger man dragged him out to the front. Lavi smiled in content, happy. Starting tomorrow he was going to see less of them. The combat branch was always out on the field and even though Allen shared an apartment with him, it was almost like he lived on his own. The redhead sighed. He furrowed his eyebrows together as Allen and Kanda began to argue. As they got louder, he grew more annoyed, eventually kicking them both out onto the street and into Lenalee's car. As much as he would miss his friends, Yuu was drunk which meant he will crash at their place, which meant they were going to be loud, which meant that Lavi wouldn't get a peaceful night's rest right away.

He closed the car door behind them, "Lenalee?"

"Hm?" She rolled the window down, leaning over the passenger seat, "What's wrong?"

"I'll catch up with you guys later." He stated, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Are you sure?" She asked, "You have a 9 am class."

"Yeah, but," he gestured towards the boys in the backseat, "You know. I'll be fine, promise."

"Alright then, Lavi. Don't hesitate to call, kay?"

He stepped away from the car, waving as they rode off. With his arms behind his head, he kicked around the ground for a moment. 'It's better this way.' He mused. Let them tire each other out and then he could just knock out in bed without the tossing and turning and needing to yell at them to shut up. After a few more seconds, Lavi headed back into the bar. He patted his back pocket for a five. If he was going to stick around a bit longer, he might as well get another drink.