Cross Marian - chapter one

The characters General Cross Marian, Lavi and Allen as well as any other unlisted D. Gray man characters belong too Katsura Hoshino. The O/C Rose belongs to me. This story has some R-rated content in it. So readers beware. ENJOY :)

Crossing Paths.

She was rich. She was beautiful. She was hunted and wanted by many a man. That is the reason she ran away from her prison she had for many years called a home. They had tried to kidnap her and assassinate her. She sat drumming her slender fingers boredly on the bar watching the ancient bar tender see to other customers. Many seated at other tables watched her with suspicion as not once had she removed the hood of her jet black cape as she sat like a statue with a glass of oddly expensive wine before her. 'A mysterious stranger with money, that's not suspicious at all.' She thought to herself as she swirled the wine around in the glass. A large hand touched her wrist. When she looked again she had her dagger to the mans neck. He gave her a rather perplexed look, then out of nowhere a smug grin crossed his face.

"Your rather skilled for a woman." He commented as he sat on a bar stool beside her. She merely glared at him. "Are you mocking me?" She shot back in a voice like honey that shocked the man beside her even more so. He turned to look at her and grinned again. "Its rude to sit indoors with something on your head." She scoffed. "Coming from the man with his floppy womans hat on still. Your a fine one to speak." She growled now annoyed by the fiery haired man. "Seems your a fiesty one." He smirked only to be glared at again. There was something strange about the girl. Her innocense that protected her was one that could not be classified and this baffled the general that sat beside her. She was fast and seemingly deadly with a knife. "You know, you should join the black order, we need more women like you." She looked at him skeptically. "With the likes of you there I'd rather stay as I am." "So you would risk been caught by royal guard madam than live out large like you dream to?" She looked at him then over her shoulder at the guard that had entered the bar. She sighed pulling out her dagger.

It had become routine for her to escape the guards her parents constantly sent looking for her. She didn't hesitate to drive her blade through them if she had to. "May I ask why the royal guard are hunting you down madam?" She glared at him again and sighed pulling her cape off in annoyance answering the mans question. Before him stood the missing princess, said to be kidnapped by ruffians and thugs and held for some unknown ransom. Yet here she was before him. No ruffians or thugs holding her against her will, with a seemingly sadistic grin on her beautiful face.

Long raven hair flowed as she ran for the guards, challenging them. "General Cross we need your assistance." Called one of the guards as the man just sat admiring the beautiful petite woman before him. She looked up at him with the darkest death glare he had ever been given by a woman. He had to admit her death glare was sexy. When he looked again all five guards that had entered the bar where sprawled out over the bar, unconcious. Placing her dagger back on her hip she picked up her cape and walked towards the door of the bar. Cross stood up and followed her. In a dark alley he caught her pinning her against a wall. She spun around her dagger at his neck once again. "What do you want?" She growled. Two grey eyes pierced his soul as he stood looking down at the tiny woman. "Join the black order. You need a recomendation. I'll give it to you."

She raised an elegant eyebrow and looked up at him skeptically considering his offer. "What's the catch General Cross?" She purred. He grinned wickedly leaning closer to her when she kneed him. "Don't think I'm some harlot that will succumb to such inappropriate advances." She purred as he fell to his knees in pain. Even though he was kneeling she just looked over his head. She stepped to the side. "I'll join your black order, but try and make an advance on me again and I will make sure you regret it." He stood up and grinned after the pain dulled. He wasn't planning on giving up just yet...

He had kept his word. He had written the recommendation after taking her to the head quarters of the black order. Now she sat at a small desk in a hall way that smelt heavily of some strange floral insense. Across from her stood two men, one with red hair that matched Cross's and one with white hair matching the winter snow outside. She again sat drumming her fingers boredly when the meeting moved to another room. As they walked past her the man who had brought her with argued a point he had made. One of the older generals seemed to be agreeing with him whislt a strict looking female seemed to disagree profusely with what was been said. She watched as the heavy oak doors creaked closed again. She sighed.

"Her and Cross are very alike from what I read in the recomendation. I could sense what you did that day Cross. She will be trained by you." The female general sighed in defeat and gave Cross a warning glare that he knew all to well.

She watched as the door creaked open, she was starting to get annoyed with the two men that stood across from her watching her. The tall general walked up to her grinning deviously, fate was cruel to her to make this man of all men her master. "Well your my new apprentice my dear." She glared at him. "Don't expect me to call you master." She hissed at him. The other red heads eyes widened in disbelief. "Oh now, now princess your the one who ran away, I could always turn you in." He said in the 'sweetest' voice he could muster. Judging from her reaction she gave the general the Lavi and Allen concluded that she really was the missing princess and it wasn't just Cross flirting. She sighed and glared at him. "I'll just escape again. I did it once, I will do it again." She growled. Cross ruffled the small womans hair as she stood rigid with anger. "My, my what a temper we have." He teased. "Your walking on thin ice." She hissed. The generals soon enetered the room and looked at her wide eyed as she threatened her master. "That is no way to speak to your master young lady." Came an old mans voice. She sighed again in defeat knowing they expected her to apollogise to the man. Gritting her teeth she spat the words out. "My humblest apollogies Master Cross, I didn't mean to disrespect you." She bowed her head down and turned to walk away with Cross walking beside her grinning victoriously.