I OWN NOTHING... unless you count Mujaki. (My cousin owns the other OC.) That includes the quotes.
I apologize in advance for the cheeziness of the first few chapters. I started this story in about September last year, and I'm still writing much later chapters now (so I have "Insurance"!). I PROMISE they'll get better as it goes on.
Also, the Italian probably needs to be explained. Two reasons: 1) The Latin didn't really work- the vocabulary was too limited, and 2) I'm completely obsessed with Katekyo Hitman Reborn! right now. Gomennasai. n.n'
Two made-ups are involved in this chapter. (There is only one more coming in before the final chapter waaaaaaaaay down the road, so it's not OC-Land) To see them, just contact me on (Derosrabidfangirl) and I'll pm you the images. If anyone knows how to put a link on here, please tell me so I can put those.
DGM: Ussidere Ovvero Essere Ucciso
Chapter 1: Inatteso Incontrio
Unexpected Rendezvous .
If God in His wisdom has brought close
The day when I must die
That day by water or fire or air
My feet shall fall in the destined snare
Wherever my road may lie.
-D.G. Rossetti
Allen looked at the old building in front of him. It was big, dark, and spooky… and reminded him somewhat of Kanda's room in the Black Order's headquarters. He compared the number on the heavy iron gate to the one he had scrawled onto a piece of paper. This was it.
He pushed the gate to see if it was locked. It wasn't. It swung open with a low creak. "Come on, Timcampi." Allen called for the golden golem.
Timcampi rushed back, the wing of what looked like a black butterfly- or moth, taking in the dusky hour- hanging out of his mouth.
The white haired boy walked up to the door of the mansion and pulled on the bell chord. No response. After another try with the same result, he knocked on the heavy oak door.
"Hello? Did anyone send a message for me?"
Allen heard some footsteps, then the door was opened by the curly-haired tramp Allen had played cards with on the train- also known as the Noah, Tyki Mikk, who had tried to destroy his arm.
"Ah! It's you!" They both said, surprised.
"Who is it this time?" an all-too-familiar voice called from inside.
Allen looked around the bespectacled, well-dressed hobo to see who was speaking. "Lavi? What are you doing here?"
"Allen Walker!" Lavi was clearly as surprised as Allen. "Is Panda-face out there, by any chance? He left a note to meet him here, but there's no sign of him yet."
"No…"
The dark haired vagabond moved out of the way. 'This is getting strange, but interesting…' He frowned. 'Why are these exorcists showing up? Did he call them, too? I don't think he even knows them… And why is one Allen Walker?'
Allen walked into the lavishly furnished entrance hall. "Timcampi!" He called behind himself, with no response. "Where are you?" After no sign of Timcampi still, he sighed. 'Vanished again… Oh well. He'll show up eventually.' "So, who sent the message to me?"
Lavi and Tyki exchanged looks.
"I didn't." the redhead responded.
The Noah shook his head. "Neither did I."
Just then, a younger girl danced lightly down the stairs. "A~llen~3!" She squealed happily as she enveloped him in a hug. It was Road, another Noah.
"Not again…" Tyki raised his hand to his head.
"Tyki, how did you get him to come?" she asked, letting Allen go.
Tyki shook his head. "No, Road, I didn't get him to come. He's here because… because… " he blinked. "Boy! Why are you here?"
"Someone gave Komui a message for me requesting my help. From what I hear, they left it at the gate while the Gatekeeper was asleep…" Allen explained.
Just then, there was a furious banging on the recently-closed door. "OKAY, OPEN UP! NOW WHERE IS IT?!"
Allen, who was still the closest to the door, opened it.
"Another exorcist?" Tyki complained.
"Kanda?!" Allen exclaimed, shocked.
Lavi's eyes went wide. "Yuu?!"
Kanda glared at the other two exorcists. "Beansprout and Lavi. I should have known. Where is Mugen? What did you do with it?!"
Tyki blinked. "Mugen?"
"I didn't touch Mugen! Why would I?" Lavi defended himself. 'If looks could kill…'
"What's a Mugen?" Road asked Allen.
"His innocence." Allen replied, with Kanda's piercing black eyes glaring into his soul.
Kanda's eyes narrowed, looking at the Noahs. "You filthy bastards helped them, didn't you." It wasn't a question. "I know it's here."
Allen blinked. "Huh?"
"HOW?! WHY?!" Lavi exploded defensively.
Kanda glared at the other two exorcists. "Mugen was missing this morning. I found a message saying it was here. So hand it
over."
Tyki thought for a moment. "Maybe you should come in…" he glanced at the varied group. "I think something's going on."
Still angry – and Mugen-less – Kanda silently walked in. He headed to the living room and sat down.
The rest of the group turned and began to follow him. Siging, Tyki began to close the door.
"Tyki-san~!" a young girl's voice called.
Tyki stiffened, the hair on the back of his neck raising. 'Oh no… not that little horror… anything but that…' he thought. Turning, he held his face in a plastic-like grin. "Hey, Dakuto. What are you doing here?"
The blonde Noah smiled wider. "Someone put a letter for me in our mailbox. They said I was very special, and if I come here I can get my own puppy."
"Who said you could get a puppy?"
"Hm… Well, I woulda asked you, but you weren't there, so I asked Lulubell-san. She said she didn't care, and then I asked The Earl-san." Dakuto giggled. "He said I could get as many puppies as I want."
Tyki glared at his (Sorta. Basically.) niece.
Dakuto waited, then placed a hand on her thirteen-year-old hip. "Tyki-san. Where's my puppy?"
"There's no puppy here!"
"Yes there is!"
"No there's not!"
"Then where is it?!" Dakuto demanded.
Tyki sighed yet again. "There never was a puppy, Dakuto. Why don't you go back home-"
The blonde heard voices from inside the building, and interrupted her uncle. "Hey, what gives? Is that a party in there? Can I stay?"
"No!"
"… I'll sing for you." Dakuto threatened, her eyes darkening.
Taking a moment to weigh the little Noah annoying him to death, versus her ability as the Laziness of Noah to put him to sleep, slip past him, and still be able to annoy him to death, Tyki sighed and gave in. "Fine." Then he muttered all too soon, "At least Mujaki isn't here."
"That's not nice, Tyki-san." A voice protested from the shadows. The voice was only slightly more masculine than Dakuto's girly one.
Tyki's head snapped to the side, but no one was there. If he looked carefully, however, there was a slight distortion in that direction.
Sighing, he began to scold the boy, as well as Dakuto, for leaving home alone. Then, he noticed some smoke that drifted away from that spot. "… Mujaki. Is that what I think it is? Get over here, now. And so I can see you." Tyki had thought the twins, Jasdevi, were bad, but man. This kid had been annoying the whole Clan since his inner Noah had surfaced. His ability was to appear and disappear at will, and not necessarily at once, either.
A boy with long, blue-black hair appeared crouching near the door (within grabbing distance, Tyki noted.). "Is what?"
Once again, Mujaki had one of Tyki's cigarette's hanging out of his mouth. Tyki snatched it out, saying, "Again?! Mujaki, how many times have I told you-"
"I-I can explain!"
"Sure you can."
"It's not yours."
Tyki looked at Mujaki. "Oh? Then whose is it?"
Mujaki thought for a moment. "Okay, it's yours…" he admitted.
The older Noah pulled Mujaki to his feet. "Come here. I need to keep an eye on you."
"Fat chance." Mujaki stuck out his tongue- a habit he had learned from his cousin, Debitto- and vanished. Taking advantage of his invisibleness to Tyki, he tried to snatch away.
"Boy." Tyki demanded. "Stop or I'll break your arm."
Mujaki stilled, knowing his uncle meant the threat.
"Now why don't you behave yourself and make it so you can be seen."
Glumly, Mujaki returned to visibility. "Gosh, Tyki, you're no fun."
Tyki let go of the young Noah, and joined the others in the main room.
Making sure Tyki wasn't watching, Mujaki pulled out another cigarette and lit it with Tyki's lighter, which was also in his pocket.
It wasn't too bad, was it? Please tell me what you think.
