Nemo: Hey guys! This will be the first time I've ever tried writing a fanfiction- or- as I like to think of it *makes a very evil grin* BENDING D. GRAY-MAN CHARACTERS TO MY WILL!

Lavi: Nemo? Now that you mention it you do kind of look like a fish!

Nemo: Unless you want me to make you beg at Tyki's feet in the following you'll shut your mouth

Lavi: Yes ma'am!

Tyki: Wait a second Lavi that doesn't sound half bad.

Lavi: Shut up you perverted bi Portuguese

Tyki: You'll come around *chuckle*

Nemo: Yesh yesh we know he will now if you wouldn't mind letting me get on with your fanfic!

Allen: WAIT!

Nemo: hrrmm? -____- what is it now?

Allen: You have to say you don't own D. Gray-man! Everyone else is doing it! You don't want to offend Katsura do you!?

Nemo: Allen Allen, the one thing I'm going to correct about you in this fanfic is that torturing goodie-two-shoes nature boy scout type personality of yours! But yes for once your right, I do not own any of this, all credit goes to our beloved Katsura Hoshino. If you don't agree she's awesome, SHAME ON YOU. If you haven't heard of her- MORE SHAME ON YOU! On with the fanfic ^___^

As Lavi walked into the inn Kumoi had rented for him, he had to hold back a grimace. Was this really a 'respectable inn' as Kumoi had called it? It looked more like a pub! Still, Lavi couldn't help at grin when seeing the barmaid, who was no-doubted going to give him a very warm greeting when seeing the silver emblem displayed on his coat. Not that Lavi really cared if she gave him a warm greeting or not, but he had to admit she was cute. Lavi walked over, then paused, hearing a laugh behind him. Of course, one laugh wasn't anything to be surprised about, the pub was full with drunk men, cheating at poker and games alike to their hearts content. It wasn't those laughs he concentrated on, it was that familiar chilling laugh he remember from on the train and in the Noah's ark. A bookman never forgot what he heard, or what he saw for that matter. Lavi let his eyes slide over to where the Portugese man and several other sloppily dressed men sat, playing poker, grins falling short of evil. Although Lavi knew very well that the Noah of Please WAS evil. He hissed and backed away into the door hoping Tyki didn't know of his presence.

"Sir? May I help you? You are the exorcist sent from the Black Order correct??" Lavi felt like swearing at the barmaid, but instead calmly walked forward feeling a set of eyes prickling on his back. Lavi gulped, this wasn't his lucky day. Or maybe it was, who can tell?

"Yes." Was all he could manage, no longer interested in flirting with the barmaid. He gave a big grin, to cover up his nerves, pretending not to have noticed the Pleasure. "Is my room in order?" Lavi cursed Kumoi for assuming he'd be able to handle this easily, but didn't really have any anger behind it. No one thought that such a simple mission would be troublesome for Lavi. Then again, no one thought that the Noah of Pleasure would be here.

"Oi! Tyki, concentrate on the game!" Lavi could hear the man's friends chiding the pleasure, and he had a feeling of disgust that they could be so easily fooled into believing that Tyki Mikk was their friend. A slight pause came from the friend before whispering "See someone you like, Tyki?"

The exorcist shivered, just the words were unsettling, knowing the Noah was watching him. For normal ears the sentence would have been out of hearing range, but as a Bookman in training he was supposed to pick up things normal people couldn't here.

"Thank you very much for coming! Would you like me to show you to your room?" The voice brought Lavi back to the person standing in front of him and he shook his head.

"That's alright!" Once again he gave his lopsided grin to the pretty barmaid. "A set of keys is fine, then point me to the stares and I try to save the day is usually how it goes- after a good night sleep of course!" The barmaid almost seemed disappointed, but Lavi didn't really care he was just concentrating on trying to hear the conversation behind him, at this point which had probably turned back to the Poker Game.

"I'm not sure if you'll be able to find a good night sleep around here, but here you go. Try your best." The barmaid sounded incredibly unenthusiastic now that her whore for the night had politely rejected her, then Lavi realized he was calling himself a whore and had to hold back a laugh. He took the keys and gave a slight nod before hurrying towards the stairs. With a Noah here, retrieving the innocence would be harder. Much harder actually, and Lavi could only hope that it wouldn't come to conflict. He would have to retrieve the innocence as soon as possible, which meant TONIGHT.

Tyki found the exorcist's reaction to seeing him funny. Even funnier because the exorcist probably thought Tyki hadn't noticed his slightly nervous movement, or the hurry in his step. After all, bookmen aren't the only people good at observing things. Tyki hadn't let himself get excited at seeing the redhead here, even though he remember himself thinking back even when they were fighting in the Ark what a shame that such a cute face had to be killed. Of course that was before the Walker kid had gotten in the way. What was his name? Tyki couldn't recall which distracted him quite a bit from the current poker match, causing him to play fair. He lost obviously, never catching the knack for poker without cheating. Laven? No... Lovey? Definitely not, he would've remembered such an embarrassing name. He put it out of his mind, though still wishing to feel the exorcist, in more way than one. Tyki absentmindedly wondered if the exorcist would come back down again.

"TYKI!" Tyki blinked at the loud voice in his ear, turning his head to see his friend, glaring at him.

"Hmm? Did I let my mind wander?" Tyki asked innocently slipping his own cards out of his sleeve while drawing, not even looking, too sure of his movements. He smiled sweetly, that gentlemanly smile that got him everywhere in his own political world that the Earl liked him to participate in.

"Yes you did, actually. Again. Did that red-head really do that much to you? It almost seemed as if you knew him."

That's because I do.

"Really? Sorry if I gave that idea to you I just thought he had a cute face. A nice bed-warmer, don't you think?" Tyki smiled, not hiding it. More than a cute face, he remembered the way the boy had moved, even while fighting managing to hold an appeal.

"I'm not gay." Tyki grinned even wider at the remark but there wasn't any humor in his smile, even if his friends believed there to be. Tyki never had any, unless he let his black side out. Love and death were the only things that brought him happiness. His friends could simple never understand how slim his sanity really was, even if he would sometimes come off as the proper type of person.

"Bi, actually." Tyki corrected not letting his demented smile falter. They continued to play cards, and the other players were slightly annoyed at being ignored AND beaten. It was time for a break.

"Sorry. I'm in the mood for something else, unless any of you have the random urge to make-""Goodbye enjoy your next one-night stand." His friend said with a grimace. Tyki felt a smirk cover his mouth at the thought that his friend understood, and he walked over to the bar. He smiled at the barmaid, her slutty nature coming out at that small gesture. She turned to him with a sweet smile.

`"May I... get you anything?" The sweet girl asked, leaning forward slightly onto the bar stand separating the two.

"Red wine please." The barmaid made for a cupboard, slightly wary that he hadn't just invited her to his room. Tyki glanced up at the stairs, seeing boots walk down them. "Make it for two." Tyki said with a huge smirk, just loud enough for the red head to hear him and look up at the Noah of Pleasure as their eyes met. Tyki didn't even need to call him over.

Nemo: Aahh! It sucked I know... Sorry! I didn't want them to play poker since 1) That would be stealing my idols idea (go check out A Game of Poker right now if you haven't already it's the best Lucky story ever) and 2) Strip Poker is fun but I want Tyki personally take Lavi's shirt off ;]

Lavi: God... You don't actually plan on me being submissive to that right?!

Nemo: Haha no of course not! Guys Lavi isn't getting a drink with the Noah because he's interested in him, but because he wants information and he wouldn't gain anything by outright rejecting an obvious invitation by Tyki to join him for drinks. Sorry it's short = )

Tyki: You're not going to get any reviewers, they'll have died while you explained all that.

Nemo: Ack! I'm sorry viewers! I'm not very good at writing in these guys's views but I'm giving it my best! Please give happy reviews with light criticism! Anything I can do better?

Debitto: Well DUH

Jasderro: DUH

Nemo: *sweat drop* duh...?