I don't own D gray man. The story came to me while me and some my friends were talking at lunch. I hope you enjoy my first chapter, even though it is really short. ;)
It was a peaceful day on the campgrounds of Lake Arrowheads. The sun is shining, the birds are singing, nothing but a peaceful and perfect day in the evergreen forest. Till a white minivan came screeching to a halt in an opening of trees, causing the dust to stir. The minivan passenger door flew open to Lavi falling to his knees, and bellowing over to throw up.
Kanda annoyed and filled with rage swung out the door, hopping over Lavi and yelled, "Komui, you bustard! I swear you purposely drove over every fucken bump on the road to just to piss the fucken living shit out of us."
He reached for his side to draw his sword, but it wasn't there. Remembering everyone had to leave their innocents at home; this made Kanda's blood boil. Kanda snarled and kicked the side of the van, it larch to one side and came back to its original state. A few monuments later and, few angered puffs of air coming from Kanda's nose, the van sagged as all four tires flattened. It was like the van was saying I had enough.
Komui opened the door, and stepped out, and shrugged his shoulders. "It's not my fault the roads were bumpy and curvy."
"I'm going to have to agree with Kanda, you're a terrible driver", groaned Allen, as he stepped out of the van, followed by Lenalee.
"You guys are wrong!" screeched Komui. "I'm a splendid driver. Unlike the likes of you guy", he yelled pompously, while shaking his fist at them.
Kanda scoffed, and crossed his arms over his chest, while Allen wondered what could have gone right, if it wasn't for this morning's incident.
The morning incident will be in the next chapter.