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Dear Beansprout, 

“ You know, it’s kind of funny, Al. Before I came to the Black Order, before I met you, I never really believed in love. I’ve been watching and recording wars for as long as I can remember and it always seemed impossible for something as special as love to exist in the same body as something as evil as hatred that most humans seem ta have. It just didn’t seem to fit, you know?

Even when I came to the order I still didn’t trust that people were serious when they said it; what did they know about what Love is anyway? I guess I understood the whole sibling affection thing that Komui and Lenalee always seemed to have ‘cause they grew up together and all, but romantic love still didn’t seem realistic.

Then you came and ruined everything.

…

‘M just kidding, Al… For the most part.

I’m gonna be honest here, when I first met you I thought you weren’t anything more than an unfortunate and cursed brat that seemed to have an important part in history – or at least that’s what the Old Panda kept yammering on about- but, as I got to know you better I realized there was more to you than that. 

As we continued ta fight together and I got to see you better as a person it made me wonder if you really were a human after all – you seemed too kind.

You opened my mind back up to humans and I found that they really weren’t as bad as I always assumed they were; or at least not all of them.

But still, you stood out among them, Beansprout. 

I didn’t understand it at first- hell, I still really don’t – but, somewhere along the way I realized I felt different ‘bout you than the other exorcists. I mean, I liked them and all, but it seemed strange with you ; stronger. 

I only came to the conclusion what it was when I thought you had been killed by the Noah… 

You managed ta make me fall in love with ya, Al. The one thing I never even thought existed was exactly what you made me feel. I guess you really are something special, huh?

I really don’t know how you manage it, kid, but you seem to manage to change the life of everyone around you, and that’s how I know that Bookman was right; you’re destined to really help out the world, whether you know it or not. 

An’ I’ll be here by your side recording you as a friend, a big brother, or whatever the hell you want me to do until the end – whether that be my leaving, the end of the war, or death, I’ll follow ya anywhere.

Just don’t tell Bookman, he’ll kill me – or at least throw something at me- if he ever found out. 

But I knew I couldn’t go on without lettin’ you know ; I’m not used to this, so it’s really managing to throw me through a loop…

Keep walking, Allen, I believe in you. 

Sincerely 

Your awesome friend

Best regards

Your friend

With love, 

Lavi. 

@ruzuki