Me:MY FIRST D. GRAY MAN FANFICTION xD
Ok! Before we start, I must say a few things first:
1/ The boy who finds Jasdero belongs to Jasdevi's secret sissy.
2/ The boy who finds Devit belongs to yours truly!
And 3!/ I do not own D. Gray man and Sebastian Akatsuki! So please enjoy!
Chapter 1: Meeting the two strangers
Someone's P.O.V.
Jumping through the trees, I smirked as my prey began to run faster, clearly intent on outrunning me.
Landing on a branch, I quickly took a sniff of the air, trying to find its location, when I smelled a strange scent.
Deciding to let my prey live, for today anyway, I headed in the direction of the scent.
Coming across a small lake, I watched in curiosity, as a dark purple(almost black) haired boy no older than myself,
pulled his way slowly out onto the bank, bruises covering his arms and legs, while blood turned the mud around him a darker brown, holding tightly to a golden pistol.
Jumping down from the branch, I slowly walked over towards the boy, and stopped over him, peering down at him, as he weakly tried to opened his eyes and finally succeeded, giving me a weak golden glare.
"W-who are you? And what do you want?" He gasped out, before blacking out completely.
Sighing, I bent down and picked him up, surprised at how light he was, especially wearing that big jacket.
Peering around, I proceeded to head back to my current home, not before noticing the boy had curled in closer for more warmth.
Another person's P.O.V.
Sitting on a dead tree's branch, I leaned back slightly on my hands, gazing up at a star-filled sky.
Thinking about a certain red-head I knew, I didn't notice the large ball of light
until it crashed right in front of me, causing up a large dust cloud.
Coughing and wiping the sand from my eyes, I peered down to see what the object was.
Turns out, it was a blonde-haired boy no older than me, with bruises covering the back of his arms and legs,
while holding tightly to a golden pistol in his bandaged hand.
Crouching down, I merrily peered at him for but a few seconds, when he began to speak, making me notice the stitching on his mouth and the little light-bulb headband he was wearing.
"W-what do you want with little Jasdero, Hiiii?" He asked, making my eyes soften slightly.
"Are you alright? Can you walk?" I asked, though already knowing the answer,
though I narrowed my eyes when he nodded his head and attempted to stand.
"Whoa there." I said as I caught the blonde when he tilted forward and fell into my arms.
"You need to rest. And get those wounds healed." I said, though he surprised me again, when he shouted out.
"NO! N-Not without Devit! Not without my brother! Where is he?! WHERE IS DEVIT?!" He yelled out, before falling unconscious.
That's what you get for pushing too hard with wounds like that, I thought,
before picking him up bridal style and carrying him back to my place in the middle of the desert.
Devit's P.O.V.
Waking up to not hearing Jasdero's light snores and feeling ill was slightly unnerving,
plus the fact I didn't know where I was just added to it.
Sitting up slightly, I looked down to see my torso wrapped slightly in bandages, while my clothes were folded neatly on a chair near the bed I was in.
Thinking back, all I remembered, was breaking apart from Jasdero after losing that fight with the vampire-like man, whatever his name was.
Standing up, I winced and gritted my teeth, before heading out of the room,
looking down the hall way slightly, before heading in the direction of the smell of something burning.
Appearing in what looked like a kitchen, I could only stare at the sight in front of me...
Normal P.O.V.
When Devit entered the kitchen, he had to dodge a flying spatula, before turning to what looked like a cookware party.
Dishes were washing themselves, while spoons and spatulas stirred in bowls of what looked like cake or pancake mix.
Knives were busily chopping strips of pork, while forks obediently picked up the strips and put them in a burning pot.
And sitting in the middle of it, was a small crimson-haired man, whose eyes were closed as he expertly moved his hands around above floating books in front of him.
His light chocolate brown skin glowed lightly in the dim kitchen lights, while his eyes were scrunched up in concentration.
Black runes were flowing gently around his body, making the boy look majestic while he worked.
Growling at being ignored, Devit reached into his holster, only to freak out when he didn't feel his gun resting there.
"Looking for this?" An amused voice asked, making Devit look up.
The man had stopped the ruckus around them and was looking at Devit with one golden eye (left) and the other black, one of his rune-covered hands held his gun in front of him, it gleaming from light showing through a pair of curtains.
"GIVE IT TO ME!" Devit whined, running towards him and reaching towards the gun, but the male only leaned out of reach, his eyes glittering in mischief.
Leaning forward, though still keeping the gun out of reach, he whispered in the childish male's ear.
"I..think...I'll keep...this. Just to annoy you, kid."
Pouting slightly, Devit held his hand out, mumbling out a,"Please?"
Laughing loudly, he handed the pistol back to the man, smirking when the man held it closely to him.
"It means that much to ya,huh?" He asked, eyes lit with curiosity.
"Yes! I share a twin with my twin Jasdero! Speaking of which, is he here?"
The young male asked looking around the room in case his twin might jump out.
"Sorry, but you were the only one I found."
Snapping his head up at the answer, Devit began to run around in a panic.
"Whoa whoa,kid, don't move so fast. You'll open yer wounds."
Suddenly noticing something, the man began laughing, confusing the other.
"Not that I mind the view, but are you really gonna walk around in just yer boxers?"
Looking down, Devit's eyes widened and he ran out , blushing when he heard the man laughing louder.
'What is wrong with me?! No one usually makes me feel this embarrassed!'
Meanwhile...
In a house-like cabin in a desert, a door was opened softly, shining a dim light onto a sleeping blonde blonde man sleeping soundly, until a rough, battle-scarred hand began to rub through the man's hair, startling him awake.
Staring up, Jasdero stared into crimson red eyes, emerald pupils blinking curiously.
"Your awake, now?" He mumbled out, cocking his head to the side.
"...'dero is fine." The blonde murmured, shivering slightly in fear. "W-where is dero?"
"...My home in the desert."
"D-desert?! Why do you live a desert, hiii?!" Jasdero asked innocently, tilting his head slightly.
"Heh, why? Because of the solitude." The man replied, and as Jasdero stared at the male in front of him, he saw six teardrop like marks appear in the each of the male's eyes, the pointed ends pointing towards the center.
"What is your name, hiii?!" The blonde asked curiously.
...
...
...
"...Sebastian. Sebastian Akatsuki." He replied, holding out his hand.
Ignoring the gesture, Jasdero replied back loudly, "I'M JASDERO, HIII?!"
"...Hn. I see."
Bowing slightly, he said gentleman-like,
"Welcome to my humble abode."
Back with Devit...
Walking out after that embarrassing moment, Devit then noticed something strange.
There...
Was...
A..
Black cat sitting...
In front of him.
The cat was eyeing him intently, it's tail flicking up and down.
"We'll," a deep male voice sounded out, surprising him," Master was right, you are pretty cute."
"W-what the hex?! A talking cat?!" Devit screamed out, causing the cat to roll their eyes.
"Follow me. My master wishes for your presence." The cat simply said, disappearing around the door frame.
Running out, Devit only caught the tip of the cat's tail, which disappeared around a corner around one of the hallways.
It kept up like this, though most of the times Devit would stop to stare at the pictures frames on the walls.
One caught his attention.
It was a pinstriped dressed skeleton man, with a wicked smirk on his face, holding onto a long walking stick with a wolf's head snarling angrily on it.
The name of the man was.
"SKELINGTON JACK?"
"Are you coming or are you just going to stare at Master's grandfather?" The cat called out rubbing up against the walls corner ahead of him, before vanishing again.
"Wait up, ya dang cat-oomph!"
Bumping into what felt like a brick wall, he landed on the ground moaning and holding his head in pain.
"Huh. Well this is new."
A familiar voice purred, before a light chocolate hand was suddenly in his face.
Grabbing it, he was suddenly pulled against a smooth, but firm chest, that felt slightly wet.
Pulling back slightly, he had to fight off a blush.
It was the man from before, though this time he was in only a towel, while water droplets ran down his chest,making his eyes go downwards, to where the towel hanged slightly lower than suppose to, on his hips, but who was he to complain?
Looking back up, his eyes stopped on three very long claw marks. They ran from his right shoulder all the ways to his left hip and were slightly reddish pink, as if he recently got them.
"Stop staring."
The man growled, trying his best to cover them, as if embarrassed.
Smirking and deciding to be bold, Devit sauntered up to the two-inches shorter man and wrapped his arms around the male's neck, surprising the man when he began to trace traces scar with a nail.
"Make me, shorty." He said, though was surprised when he got a response.
"Alright, hot stuff." Was all he heard, before he was pushed against a wall.
He was about to push the other away, but was put to shivering when the man began to lick and bite his neck, though he kept moving around, trying to escape.
"Now now, Master. Do you really have to attack the poor boy with seduction?"
As the two broke apart, they found an amused familiar black cat staring up at them, before jumping onto the red-head's shoulder.
"What makes you think he didn't like it, Trickster?" The man asked, grinning wildly when the cat huffed in annoyance.
"I never said anything about him not liking it now, did I?!" The cat snarled, causing the two to give one another a heated glare, neither breaking it.
"AHEM!? AND WHO THA HECK ARE YOU?!" Devit screamed out, pointing an accusing finger at the two.
"Jeez. No need ta yell. But if you must know," the make said before bowing sarcastically.
"M'name's Halloween Trickery!Nice ta meet ya...er...who are ya again?" Tilting his head curiously.
"I'M DEVIT!" The dark haired male said proudly, though he began crying anime tears at Halloween's next sentence.
"Am I suppose to know who you are?" He asked, causing the to do an anime fall.
'H-he doesn't know anything about the Noah?! Where has he lived at, under a rock?'
The boy thought, not noticing the cat watching him with glaring eyes.
"WELL! Now that introduction is out of the way, want some pie?" Halloween asked, laughing when the boy's stomach growled and louder when he blushed.
"I'll go start cooking some then fer ya."
Leaving the two alone, Trickster then turned cold grey and orange eyes on Devit.
"Master knows what you are, NOAH. He just doesn't care." He simply replied , before leaving the shocked boy behind, with a grinning Cheshire cat grin on his face.
Ha ha ha! That was a blast, but it took long! -pouts-
Anyway, please review and I MIGHT do a very good scene in the next chapter, if you know what I mean xD