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ONE

The local precinct was busy, to say the least. There wasn't a soul in the room that wasn't occupied, bustling about with records and documents, and Allen Walker wondered if he would be able to keep up with the beat.

He looked down at the note in his gloved hand, reading it over again once or twice.

See the Chief, he'll tell you what to do.

The white-haired man looked around the stationj awkwardly, not really knowing where to find the Chief. Maybe if he asked someone...

"Hey, kid, you're not supposed to be back here."

Allen looked up, surprised, at the owner of the deep voice. A tall, angry man stood there, glaring down at him.

"Oh, my apologies, I'm Allen Walker." He smiled, extending his hand towards the taller man. Naturally, he expected him to shake it.

The dark-haired man merely scowled at it, as if it were made of poison. He disregarded the other man's introduction, then, "Seriously, who let you back here?"

"Well, I let myself back here, since I'm supposed to be here. I'm here to speak to Chief Komui. I guess I'm... a detective-in-training."

"Detective? Don't you have to be this tall to be one of those?" The taller man snorted, holding his hand several inches above Allen's head.

Allen's gray eyes narrowed. Yess, he was a little short for his age, and yes, most detectives were taller then he was. That certainly did not give this guy the right to make fun of him for it.

"You can't possibly be this rude to everyone you meet." Allen asked, annoyed.

The other man snorted. "No, just the ones that piss me off." He reached out and roughly grabbed Allen's arm, pulling him towards the door.

"Just what the bloody hell do you think you're doing?" Allen frantically attempted to break free of the dark-haired man's grasp, but to no avail.

"Kicking you're ass out of here."

"I already told you! I'm supposed to-"

"Is there a problem here, Detective Kanda?"

Both men turned around to see a tall, Asian man standing behind them, studying them from behind his rectangular glasses. The man, Kanda, let go of Allen's arm and glared. "Chief, this kid says he's this detective-in-training, or some shit."

"Well, that's because he is, Kanda. Please don't injure our newest edition to the force." The Chief smiled charmingly at the white-haired man standing next to Kanda.

"I told you." Allen muttered under his breath, before walking over to the Chief and shaking his hands. "Nice to meet you, sir. I'm Allen Walker."

The Asian man nodded, shaking Allen's gloved hand. "I've heard all about you from Marian. I'm Komui Lee, the Chief here. I apologize for Kanda's actions. He's not like that all the time, just most of the time."

Allen laughed lightly, before turning to follow Komui into his office. His gray eyes widened slightly as he entered. He didn't think it was possible, but the man's office was more chaotic then the entire station itself. Books were carelessly thrown about on the floor and tables, and papers were laying everywhere.

"I hope you don't mind the mess, Mr. Walker."

The white-haired man smiled weakly, sitting down on the small couch in front of the Chief's desk.

"Now, I was told that you have the qualifications of a detective, but you could use some slight training, correct?"

Allen nodded, smiling sheepishly. "I promise I won't be much of a nuisance."

Komui waved his hand indifferently. "Nonsense, Allen. You'll be very appreciated around here." He nodded thoughtfully, sifting through the papers on his desk. "But, this means we'll have to stick you with someone who can teach you the ropes."

Gray eyes watched as the Asian man held up two folders. His lips twisted into a smirk, making Allen's confidence waver. "You've got patience, right?"

The white-haired man opened his mouth to answer, but was suddenly interrupted.

"Hello? I'm back." A girl's voice came from behind Allen. He twisted in his seat to see a tall, dark-haired girl standing in the doorway.

"Oh, Lenalee, I'm so glad you're back safe and sound!" Komui jumped up and hugged her lovingly. Lenalee patted the taller man on the back softly.

"Who's this?" She asked pleasantly, smiling at Allen.

Instinctively, the white-haired man stood up and held out his hand to Lenalee, who took it graciously. "I'm Allen Walker."

The dark-haired girl's face lit up as she smiled him. "I'm glad to finally meet you! I've already heard so much about you. I'm Lenalee Lee, by the way."

Allen raised an eyebrow. "Lee?"

Lenalee nodded. "Yeah, I'm Komui's sister. He's kind of overprotective. I'm actually surprised he let you shake my hand." She winked. "You must be special."

"He's quite the gentleman," Komui smiled approvingly. "much better then those other two mongrels you hang out with, darling Lenalee."

Lenalee rolled her eyes and looked back at Allen. "So I'm guessing you haven't had the grand tour yet." She said, flashing him a sweet smile.

"No, but I'm guessing you're going to show me around, aren't you?" Allen smiled back, just as sweetly.

"Of course." The Chinese girl turned on her heel and led Allen out the office door. They walked down a small flight of stairs, into the main room that Allen had been in before.

"This is where everyone gets their paper work done. Each officer is assigned their own desk, and that's where they work on case files and reports."

They stood in the middle of the large room, and Allen couldn't help but feel he was in everyone's way. Other detectives were walking back and forth, all around the room, just like they were when he had walked in earlier.

"Is it always this busy?" The white-haired man asked, sidestepping so an officer could walk by him.

Lenalee tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Pretty much, but you get used to it after a while. Trust me. you'll be too busy to notice." She smiled, shrugging her shoulders.

The pair walked towards the back of the large room, where there was a small hallway, with two empty rooms on each side. Allen leaned towards one of the windows, cupping his hands around his eyes to get a better view.

"Interrogation rooms?" He asked.

"Mmm hmm," Lenalee hummed in acknowledgment. "Complete with one-way mirrors." She tapped the glass with her knuckles.

"How fancy." Allen replied jokingly. He followed Lenalee back down the hall, where they made a right. She guided him down another hall, which was much quieter then the space outside.

Lenalee reached out and opened a door that led to a small, dark room. Allen leaned forward, his eyes adjusting to the lack of light. He could faintly tell that it was empty, save four or five beds lining the walls. He turned to the girl behind him, raising an eyebrow.

"You know, for late nights." She shrugged lightly.

Gray eyes darted to the room once more. "You do clean them... right?"

Lenalee rolled her dark eyes passionately. "Use your brain." she tapped her knuckles on his head for emphasis. "Of course we clean them." She swiveled on her heel and started to walk back down the hall, leaving Allen standing alone, rubbing the spot on his head.

The white-haired man caught up to her easily, dodging a few people along the way. The pair walked towards another brighter, friendlier-looking room. Allen sniffed the air around him, picking up the scent of... coffee? Was it coffee? He wasn't sure.

He followed Lenalee into the room, where he confirmed his previous suspicions. He had smelled coffee, and lots of it.

"And finally," the black-haired girl gestured around herself. "is the break room."

Allen looked around the room curiously. He saw a regular refrigerator, with sticky-notes and papers posted all over it. There was a counter against the wall, with a microwave and coffee machine, with a bulletin board on the wall above it. It was quite normal, he decided.

"You should have seen the body on this girl, Yuu, she was totally my type!"

The loud voice coming from the other side of the room stole Allen's attention. Sitting on one of the tables was a tall, one-eyed redhead. The man was waving his hands wildly, telling a story to another man who obviously wasn't interested. It took Allen a moment to recognize the other as the man from before. Kanda.

"Right, whatever, Cyclops. You act like I care." Kanda stood up and threw a soda can away, walking out of the room.

"Well, you can at least pretend, asshole." Lavi hopped up to follow him, before Lenalee and Allen caught his eye. "Who do we have here?" His green eye glinted with curiosity.

"Allen, this is Lavi. Lavi, this is Allen, he's the detective-in-training." Lenalee leaned closer to Allen and whispered in his ear, "He can be a little nuts, but you'll get used to it."

"Did you forget that I can still hear, Lena-leach?" The redhead grinned down at the girl, who smiled back up at him innocently. "Anyway," he turned back to Allen. "It's your first day?'

The shorter man nodded. "Miss Lee was just showing me around."

It wasn't a coincidence when Lavi's face lit up after the words left Allen's mouth. "Whoa, man. Where are you from?"

Allen raised an eyebrow at the taller man in front of him. "Excuse me?"

"Your accent! Is that, like, Birtish or something?"

Oh, right. His accent.

"Well, yes. I am from England, if that's what you're asking."

"You know, I've never met a Brit before. So, you're automatically my best British friend." Lavi waggled his eyebrows playfully.

Allen found himself being wrapped up in the redhead's cheerfulness. "Well, that's fine with me." He flashed the one-eyed man a smile.

"Hey, Gay and Gayer, stop flirting. Komui wants us in his office." Allen and Lavi looked up to see Kanda standing in the doorway.

"Us?" Lavi asked the other man.

"Yes, us." Kanda rolled his eyes. "Didn't I just say that?"

The redhead turned back to Allen. "Come on, let's go." He said, nodding towards the door.

The white-haired man trailed behind Lavi, but stopped before walking through the doorway.

"After you." He said with fake cheerfulness.

"Shut the fuck up, don't piss me off already. Well, never mind, it's kind of too late for that."

They pushed past each other, Allen narrowly dodging a swing to the face, Kanda getting an elbow to the ribs. Frowning, they stomped to the Chief's office.

"Ah, Allen, Kanda! Take a seat." Komui clapped his hands together, watching them over the rims of his glasses.

Lavi was already seated on the left side of the small couch, leaving the two other men to sit next to each other. Arms crossed, they sat down, refusing to look at one another.

"I see you two are getting along nicely." Komui announced, surveying the pair.

"Get to the point, Chief." Kanda said in a bored tone.

"As you wish, Detective." the Asian man sat down at his desk and held up two folders. "Allen, I've decided on your partners."

"Partners?" Allen raised an eyebrow at the plural.

"That's what I said. From now on, you will be working with Kanda and Lavi, until I say otherwise." Something about the Chief's grin made Allen doubt his decision.

"Fuckin' sweet!" Lavi pumped his fist in the air joyously. "I get to work with a real Brit!"

Kanda, on the other hand, wasn't so enthusiastic about the decision.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." His dark eyes were wide with disbelief. "First, you put me on a team with that dumbass," He glared pointedly at the redhead on the opposite side of the couch. "Then, you put me on a team with him and the rookie fag?"

Allen frowned. "Hey-"

"I'm not fucking done." the Japanese man turned back to Komui, who was sitting at his desk calmly, chin rested in his upturned palm. "I swear to God, Komui, if you're serious, I'm going to do something so fucked... it'll... it'll be..." He paused, searching for the right words.

"Sound it out, Kanda." Allen snorted.

Kanda tensed and swung his fist quickly at the man next to him, who miraculously ducked down in time, dodging it. Instead, he hit Lavi square in the shoulder.

"Shit-" The one-eyed man gripped his shoulder tightly. "What the hell, Yuu?"

"It's your fucking boyfriend's fault!" Kanda yelled back.

"I'm not his bloody boyfriend!" Allen sat back up, glaring at the taller man next to him.

"Nobody asked you, brat!" The dark-haired man tensed to throw another punch.

Light footsteps sounded from behind him, and he was suddenly hit atop the head with a clipboard.

"What the fu-"

"Kanda, just calm down. You and I both know that Allen has to be teamed with you and Lavi, because you both can show him the ropes. It's not going to kill you, and you better not kill him." Lenalee said sternly.

Kanda crossed his arms and huffed. "...Fine."

"Wonderful!" Komui clapped his hands together and smiled. "Looks like everything is settled now."

"You better stay out of my way, loser." Kanda muttered, frowning.

"Fine by me, twat." Allen crossed his arms and glared.

Lavi stood behind the couch and swung his arms around their shoulders. "This the start of a beautiful friendship. I can feel it already." He smiled widely.

"Get the fuck off of me, Cyclops." Kanda shrugged his arm off and stalked out of the office. Allen watched him as he left.

He couldn't help but get the feeling that this experience would be very, very interesting.

We have wild imaginations, me and Freaklove, the brains behind this whole operation.

We're not sure how fast this is going to go, because she's very lazy, and Prince of Persia is owning my life right now. So, just roll with it, plz. We'll do what we can :D

BTW: We're avoiding Lavi's last name like the plague, so do not question it. Please, we're actually begging you not to ask us about it.