In Another Life
by: marymarksman
Disclaimer: I don't own -man all credits fall to the ever amazing author. Because if it belongs to me, then Allen would be a girl so that Tykki wouldn't get enough of her! And of course the plot is truly mine. ^^
Pairings: Ellen (Allen) x Tykki (and of course one sided from the other characters *insert evil laugh here* ^^)
Summary: Ellen is a young maiden who lived together with her great uncle. Whose name is known all over the town for being a womanizer and wanted for all debt collectors. Being someone who is only in the right mind of the two Ellen strives to pay all of her uncle's debt no matter the cost and consequences.
oOo In Another Life oOo
Chapter One:
Snow White
Standing behind the stand of red apples a silky white hue hair outstand them all belonged to a young woman in her early seventeen calling out for the people within the busy street of the market place. In the midst of her work a young man whose two years older than her stopped by with an elderly man beside him, with an ever bright smile grazes his thin lips.
"Working hard aren't you Ellen?" Greeted the man with a red as an apple hued hair thrown back by his green bandana, same hue of his striking olive green orbs as he casually leans on the stand.
"Lavi…" the young woman murmured not even looking at him as she rubs off the dirt of her merchandize. "Good morning… and to you too Bookman." She added this time looking over the short elderly man with an aura of importance around him.
"A good day to you too Ms. Walker. I hope Cross isn't giving you too much problems to deal with." The elderly man politely answered.
"Aside from taking women in and out of the house and mountain of invoice every morning, fine and never been better." She smiled. "Yet it seems both of you are early today." She takes notice of the early rising sun. "An errand to run?" she added tilting her head to the side.
"Nothing really, just that gramps wanted to open the library in town." Lavi answered shrugging his shoulder.
"You are as always lazy you good-for-nothing apprentice." The elderly man glared at him.
"Hey I didn't sign for being the next generation librarian in some old looking library." He waved his hand dismissing the insult which earned a strong jab in the stomach making him groan in his knees.
"I apologize for his loud mouth, Ms. Walker."
"That hurt you panda." Lavi groaned again from a head splitting smack on the head by the same elderly man.
"He is being an idiot. Such talent is going to waste." The elderly man smiled at her.
"Oh" she blinked then shake her head as she hand over a bag of apples. "Since both of you are early today. I would like to give these apples for breakfast… I hope."
"Of course we appreciate such charity." The elderly man accepted but beat into it by his own grandson and also his apprentice.
"Why thank you Ellen." He smiled. "Apples are good for the skin." He added as he rummages on the bag and pulled out an apple before biting into it. "And delicious as usual Ellen."
"Thank you Lavi. And I think you guys should go now. I don't want to hold you back."
"And so, we will take our leave then. Good-bye and a good day for you Ms. Walker." the elderly man bowed before dragging Lavi away from the stall, whose waving a casual farewell making her smile and waved back.
It was not too long that the two disappeared from her line of vision before she turns back and continued her work. Yet before she could even resume her duties she noticed a large shadow over casting her merchandize and probably blocking her stall from the costumers. Glaring she look up to the culprit but she silently gulp to see those huge chest and large arms, who as well glaring down at her. Smiling faintly she rub her hands on her dress a mannerism every time she felt nervous.
"A good day to you gentleman, how may I help you?" she ask her voice almost croaking.
"Where is your good for nothing uncle?!" the bulky man spat at her.
"Currently, he is probably in the house but since it's him who we are talking about, I can't guarantee such assurance." She quietly answered.
"Is that so?" the man stared at her angrily as a flash of devious light cross his eyes making the young petite snow haired woman in her early seventeen, Ellen, frozen in her spot taking another big gulp expecting rough treatment in the next second.
And true to herself, Ellen was indeed handled roughly by the bulky man. Dragging her by her chin-level hair tightly grip by the ungentle man away from her apple stall heading to her house where her uncle is probably sleeping right now. Stumbling in her own steps the man didn't mind if she was almost lift off by the ground or how her scalp is screaming in pain or even the scene that they are making, earning an astound gasp from the by passers. Her face is burning red in embarrassment as she glances away from the pointing fingers of the good-for-nothing town people, who didn't even bother stopping the bulky man from his rough manhandling to her.
Almost thrown – no but she was literally shoved by the man in the door making it forcedly opened as she stumble groaning in pain when her shoulder hit the wood made cabinet. Marching inside the house the bulky man roams around looking for her uncle. When he couldn't find the man anywhere he turn to Ellen and grab for her left arm as he raised her up to his level, her legs dangling barely touching the ground.
"You woman where is Cross?!" he shouted at her making her flinch not from the forceful voice he have but more to the pain of her left shoulder which was hit by shoving earlier.
"Didn't I tell you that I can't assure you that he would be here? You know how slippery he is." She spat back. Anger evident in her voice and in her eyes. "And if you please, put me down!" she struggled despite the screaming pain of her scalp and her bruised shoulder.
"I will not let you go until I find that bastard!" he shakes her roughly earning a small yelp of pain which pleased the bulky man.
"Let go! You big fat oaf!" she screamed as she moved her free hand to slap him but to her dismay, caught by the man.
"Pesky little wench aren't you?" he tighten his grip on her both wrist but she only hissed in the pain not giving him the satisfaction of her being hurt. "And very stubborn too. No wonder Cross couldn't stay put and look for other women to ease his frustration. I pity the man." He said.
"Pity? Wench?" she laughed. "I rather pity you, you bastard! Don't you think you are too bulky and large?!" she spat at him her plum pinkish lips frown into a snarl. "No wonder your woman went hooked up with my uncle."
"You bitch!" because of her statement the bulky man snarled at her and shove her hard aside slamming her petite body against the door frame of the small dining room earning a pained gasp from her as she fell on the floor curling from the excruciating pain. "You think you are pretty smart aren't you?" the bulky man slowly walks towards her. "You think that you can drive me away with your wits only?" the man laughed cruelly. "Think again you little brat!" readying his left leg to a hard kick to her stomach he suddenly felt a bullet pass his left ear making him flinch.
"Oh sorry, my hand slip." An all too familiar voice said making Ellen look at the broken door. Sighing in relief she stared at the man by the door. Her one and only uncle, always looking his best. "That was supposed to hit you in the back of your head. I guess alcohol hindered my concentration." He said lazily looking at the bulky man, who is now facing him forgetting Ellen on the floor.
"Cross you bastard! Where is my woman?!" she marched towards him but stop mid-way when her uncle point the gun in the man's forehead.
"One step closer and I wouldn't mind pulling the trigger for you." His eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Filthy people should move away from a beautiful being like me." He added, which annoyed the bulky man.
"Heh! You're just full of yourself because of your gun you lo – " before the man could finish, her uncle, Cross Marian, throw away his gun by the couch bouncing off before hitting the floor with a thud.
"I don't need a gun to impale you." He lazily mumbled before scratching his head. "Why don't you come at me?" he challenged smirking.
The fight was totally one-sided. Despite the body built of the bulky man who is just probably one millimetre taller by her uncle. He was able to throw the man out in the window, and of course with such grace, flipping his striking crimson hue hair cascading below his back.
"Big talk for a stupid man." He said before he treads towards Ellen looking unfastened by the show. Kneeling in one he told her. "Unimpressed I see."
"What took you so long you bastard." She snarled at him.
"What? Aren't you going to thank me you filthy brat? If you didn't notice I just saved your arse there."
"I can handle myself." She stubbornly answered.
"No wonder you are only been thrown around like some rag doll." He smirked.
"Is the bastard dead?" she asked, heeding no importance to his goading.
"Unfortunately no." he answered standing and offering her a hand. "Need help?" he asked as she glared at him. Heaving an exasperated sigh she takes his hand as she pulled herself to stand.
"For now." She mumbled before flinching from the pain. "God, I think I broke a rib." She gently rubs her side. Gently guided by her uncle she settled herself in the couch hissing from the pain by her sudden movement.
"Stay here while I clean up the mess and send Bookman here to look on your fractures." He commanded and left her but immediately added. "Fix the door if you're feeling better. I will only do the cleaning once." Then this time he left for sure.
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Sitting on the couch Ellen look over her now bandaged rib and her left shoulder. The pain not as painful before Bookman came, giving a gentle smile to the elderly man who is now keeping his things back to his small messenger bag, Ellen give her thanks.
"Thank you again Bookman. If you are not in this town who would offer me a free treatment?" she lightly jested.
"Anyone will give you free treatment Ms. Walker, a being so kind to all. Even to your uncle who is been brewing trouble before and after his service." The old man answered giving her a gentle tap on her shoulder.
"Well, no one would be there if I am not round him. That bastard…" she mumbled but immediately covered her mouth at her realization. "Oh my, I shouldn't have said that. Forgive me for my choice of words."
"No, no, no, everyone can use any words they want depends on their mood. If you are too good, then you would have become a saint." He paused. "But still this time Cross have brought you too much trouble and dangerous too. If he is a minute delay you wouldn't have only have a close fracture and a sprained shoulder but worse."
"You don't have to worry too much Bookman. I can handle myself alright, though there is a little bit problem on the size, but I assure you I will be alright."
"Stubborn as your father." He mumbled affectionately as he pat her silky white hair. "He would have been proud to see you very much like him but I bet that he would be furious if he knew Cross' deeds." He paused. "He would kill him even." He jested.
"Yes, too bad I couldn't meet him or my mother." She smiled sadly.
"No need to feel such agony child, they are always there for you, guiding you all the way."
"I know…" she slowly avert her eyes from the old man and stared at a single photo of his father, looking happy together with Cross and the elderly Bookman in both of his sides. "Oh! Forgive my rude behaviour, but Bookman would you like to stay for lunch? Since you very insisted to treat me free on fixing me up."
"I would love to but still I can't leave my apprentice, rather my stubborn and idiotic grandson back in the library because I bet he is slacking off right now, instead of stacking his brain of this town's history." He said this time standing and gave a courtesy bow, which Ellen bows as well, before he went to the door. "Once again please take care of your body because you are a fragile young woman and in the right age for marriage."
"Hahaha… of course Bookman, I bare that in mind." She smiled and waved at the elderly man's retreating back.
Me: There end of chapter one! Oooh~ this is really my very first fanfic ever! (Since I joined :P) So please tell me what you think of it?
Adan: And it's 2,000 more words. Though it's still too short for my liking.
Me: Aw~ don't be like that, I tried my best you know!
Adan: Doesn't look like that to me.
Me: Tsk… anyway please give me a review, any form, really, as long as I can freaking satisfy this assistant of mine *insert blanch in here* so anyway I hope it's to your liking. And up next ~
Preview (since I am kind and all… hehe… )
Chapter Two
Red Riding Hood
Walking in the woods is not one of her favourites, actually Ellen hated the forest despite the fact she loves the serenity essence it have. Aside from the forest is too big for her, it is as intimidating for its size, since she doesn't know where and when something will jump on her. Pulling her hood forward so that her face is covered she nervously glance on her right when she heard a slight movement. Feeling her frantic heart she swallows a lump on her throat and walk faster. She needs to finish her business as fast as she could before night fall or else she will get lost or worse she'll get eaten. Snapping fallen twigs under her boots her fast pace walks turns into a frantic run along the forest path when she heard a growl behind her. Oh God, this day isn't her day at all, well as usual.
End of Review…
Me: Keep close and hold on tight! I'll see you in next issue! Ciao!