A/N: Okay, I have HUGE plans for this story. The ideas just keep flowing. Seriously, I have like 5 chapters written, and I usually type and post as soon as I finish writing. I NEED TO TYPE! Anyways, I give you my DGM/Warriors crossover. And yes, I did say DustpeltxOC.
I stretch my wings as I land in front of HQ. Finally home!
"Oi!" I call out. "Gatekeeper-san! Open up!"
"Prepare for the x-ray exam!" the gatekeeper yells. I scowl. He never just lets me in anymore. I'm a full-fledged exorcist here! I've been here for most of my life! And yet I'm the only one he gives continuous x-ray exams to. And I already know what'll freakin happen! He'll fail me because of the pentacle on my back, Kanda will attack me, I'll make either a failed or really good smart remark, and then either Lavi or Lenalee will let me in.
The x-ray begins. It starts at the top of my head, my light brown hair flowing down to my shoulder blades, getting much darker going down until the ends of my hair, which are black. Next my bright blue eyes currently narrowed in anger. Then my black cami with a jacket that has the Black Order insignia on it (A/N: If you've seen Bleach it's similar to Grimmjow's jacket) and my long black jeans. Geez, I hate this!
"FAIL!" the gatekeeper yells. "SHE HAS THE MARK OF EVIL ON-" He doesn't even finish before Kanda swings his sword at me. I sigh and block his sword with my wing. Don't worry, I don't get my wing chopped off. My feathers are diamond-like, in texture, hardness, and appearance. Technically not exactly in hardness, but pretty close. And they're razor sharp, and as light as actual feathers.
"Put that thing away," I retort. "Before I take off your arm."
"Hey, Yuu!" I hear Lavi yell. "You should know by now that Tai's not an Akuma!"
"Lavi-kun!" I squeal, thrusting myself into the air over Kanda and land in front of Lavi. "Hi!"
"You looked a little off-balance," Lavi says. "Did something happen to your wings?"
"I chipped a feather," I shrug. "I'll have Reever-san look at it later."
"Does it hurt?"
"Not really," I reply, showing him my wing. "It's pretty small."
He looks my wing over for the chipped feather. "THAT'S NOT SMALL!" he screeches. "HALF OF THE FEATHER IS MISSING!"
I laugh at his reaction, "I swear I don't feel a thing!"
"Hey lovebirds," Kanda growls behind me. "Are you gonna stand there and run your mouths all day, or will you get inside before I lock you out?" I glare at him as he pushes past me and walks into HQ without another word. Lavi and I glance at each other and follow Kanda inside, suppressing a laugh.
"Hey, Tai-chan!" Allen calls out, running up to me. "You're back! How'd the mission go?"
"Alright," I shrug. "Busted a feather for nothing. No innocence, just a whole hell of a lot of Akuma."
"Is your wing okay?" he asks.
"Kind of," I reply. "It doesn't hurt, but I can't fly straight. I'm going to see Reever-san now."
"Shouldn't you go see Komui-san?" Allen asks.
"Like I'd let him get anywhere near my wings with his drill," I say. "Plus, I've only told Reever-san how to run this kind of repair work. See you later Allen-kun, Lavi-kun!" And with that, I go find Reever.
"Reever-san?" I ask, peering over the giant stack of paperwork on his desk. "Are you busy?"
"No, I just like hiding behind stacks of paperwork," he replies sarcastically. He sighs, "What do you want?"
"I chipped a feather and can't fly straight," I say. "It doesn't hurt, but my flight is veering tremendously to the left."
"Let me look at it," he grunts, standing up. I unfurl my wings to their full length (about a 14-foot wingspan). Shivers run down my spine as he traces his hand lightly along my left wing. "I found your problem," he says. "One, this is not a chip. It's pretty damn broken. Two, this is one of your left primaries, which is why you can't fly straight."
"Can you fix it?" I ask.
"Yeah," he says. "Do you have the other piece?"
"No..." I say, looking down. "One of the Akuma kinda ate it. Don't ask."
"Then I need to break another small piece off the feather," he says. I nod and grit my teeth as he chips a small piece off of my feather.
"Come on," he says. "Let's get to the lab." I nod and follow him to the Science Division. "Sit." I comply and sit in the chair he motions to, laying my wing out flat on the table to my left.
"How long will this one take?" I ask.
"This isn't the worst," he says. "The worst was when you got it chopped off. That took a couple days to fully fix. I would say, that since this is one of your primaries, don't fly until tomorrow."
"I can do that," I say as Reever starts running one of his machines on my wing.
After about an hour, I'm walking to the mess hall for dinner.
"Hi Jerry-san," I say. "Could I just get a bowl of pasta?"
"Sure thing sweetie!" he replies, grabbing a bowl of pasta for me. I thank him and turn to find my friends.
"Hey, Tai!" I hear Lavi call out. I turn and see him waving at me. "Over here!"
I smile and run over to him, sitting down in between him and Krory. "Hi Lavi-kun!" I say. "Krory-san!"
"Are you feeling okay?" Lavi asks, looking at my small meal.
"Yeah," I reply. "Just not very hungry."
"For five days," Lavi points out disbelievingly. "You've barely eaten anything for the past five days."
"I'm fine," I say reassuringly.
"That doesn't sound too good, Tai-san," Krory says.
"...Okay, fine," I give in. "I'm somewhat sick-" Lavi and Krory inch away. "-it's not contagious-" They scooch back where they were before. "-but because I'm a parasitic type, I'd have to go see Komui-san. That's a definite NO. So, I've just got to live with it until it goes away."
"Did I hear someone say sick?" Komui asks behind me (A/N: I'm imagining J. Michael Tatum's creepy Komui voice here). I look up at him over my shoulder in fear.
"No?"
"ILLNESS EXAMINATION TIME!" Komui yells, grabbing the collar of my jacket and dragging me away.
I storm out of Komui's lab, ignoring the blood on my wings and the smoke billowing out of the room.
"Tai?" Lavi asks as I walk into the mess hall. "Is everything okay?"
"What do you think?" I snap, flapping my bloody wing in his face. "None of this is my blood."
"...I'm gonna go make sure Komui's alive now," Lavi mutters, dashing to Komui's lab.
I scowl and sit down, crossing my arms. At least I'm no longer sick. Still, WHY THAT GIANT FUCKING DRILL?! I feel a tug on my hair. I whirl around and glare, causing the little monkey to scurry back onto Klaude's shoulder.
"Something happen?" she asks.
"Komui happened," I growl.
"Can't be as bad as Cross," she points out. I glance at her in surprise.
"He's back?"
"Yeah, I ran into him in the hall," she replies.
"...wow," I say. "That's not good, is-" I'm cut off by the loudspeaker.
"NOAH ARE ATTACKING HEADQUARTERS. I REPEAT, NOAH ARE ATTACKING!" Reever's voice yells over the loudspeakers. "ALL EXORCISTS REPORT TO THE FRONT GATES! AND IKEDA TAIYOU, DON'T. YOU. DARE. FLY."
I look down in embarrassment at the public scolding. The embarrassment lasts one second before I run after Klaude. Damn, I wanna fly. Oh well, time to kick some Noah ass.