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My first d. gray-man fic. (Cross over with tsubasa: MUST KNOW ABOUT TSUBASA R. CHRONICLES!!!!)
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Syaoran was walking around the town called clow. He was going to buy a gift for his deceased father. He got to the market and there was an antique store. 'I'll look there' he thought. It was an archiologist's dream in there.
His face just lit up when he walked inside, but one thing caugt his eye the most: a very stunning white feather, with a purple design on the front. "How much is that feather?" he asked the store clerk. "Who's it for?" the clerk asked. "My deceased father." Syaoran answered. "'Tell ya what, for him, I'll give it to you for free."
"Thank you, sir."
Syaoran got the feather and walked out.
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About a week later, these monster spheres started attaking him. He was going to get shot, but he was then saved by Allen and Lavi. He agreed to go back to the Black Order with them. The beginging of a new exorsist.
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MY FIRST D. GRAY-MAN FIC! NO FLAMES! I KNOW ITS SHORT!