Title: Beside You

Pairing: Krory x Miranda

Rating: M (*evil grin*)

Warning: D Gray-Man is not mine, but it's Hoshino's.

Summary: war has ended and Miranda's gone back to her birthplace, leaving everyone behind. But what happens if she's called back?

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Chapter I: The Misfortunate Exorcist

German Dictionary!

Warum: why?

Ich liebe dich: I love you

Ja: yes

Zu viel: too much

Entshuldigung Sie: Excuse me?

Mein nett Mädchen: my pretty lady

Frau: miss or mrs.

Danke: Thank you

Guten Nacht: Goodnight

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Miranda Lotto closed her eyes as she shut the door behind her. Those brats… they had not changed a bit during the time she had been working for the Black Order! She had tears in her eyes and fell on the floor crying.

The horrible song they had been creating just to tease her still resounded in her head, like some kind of destroying sound that would have been slowly killing her.

What did she expected? To find the inhabitants of her town waiting for her with their arms open, ready to welcome her like an heroine? It was true she'd saved the world fighting against the Noah Family, the Millennium Earl and a huge army of Akuma, but it was a secret she had to keep. No one would have believed her, especially because she was well known to be the most misfortunate woman there. They would have never thought she could have done something good to the world.

She walked towards her brand new clock and hugged it. What had she fought for? Nothing had changed and it was like she had never left. She was the same unlucky, depressed and clumsy idiot that had stopped time just because she felt useless. Well, now she was aware that she was able to do something. She'd been living so many adventures and yet she was still there, crying because of those kids teasing her.

"Innocence… hatsudou…" she whispered lightly, burying the hands in her dark curls. Whenever she said those words, her Time Record would have started spinning and fixing the broken things. But now nothing happened, she heard just the sound of the clock echoing in that empty room, her heart still crushed in a thousand pieces.

Miranda stood up and took a bottle of red wine from the cupboard in the kitchen. She drank the half of it in just one blow and threw herself on the bed, covering her tired and wet eyes with one hand. Miranda, Miranda… poor Miranda… Ah, the kids were so right… she was a stupid, there were no doubts on it.

"Warum… warum?!" she asked herself. Why had she left without saying goodbye?! If just she had been brave enough to stay until the sun rose… she wouldn't have returned to her birthplace where everything went in the worst way ever.

However, she knew it better than anyone else. Lavi and Bookman would have kept on travelling the world to record history's hidden facts; Jerry would have moved to Paris where he wanted to open a restaurant which fame would have increased in a very little time; Allen and Lenalee, anyway, asked her to stay with them and live altogether somewhere in the world. And it wasn't just the three of them. There would have been also Arystar Krory III, the sweetest man she had ever met and who took her most precious attribute. He was simply the man she loved; the man she had left, lying in her bed with no sheets covering his perfect body. And she was simply the woman he probably hated the most. But nobody would have blamed him. Nobody.

Miranda hugged herself, pretending her arms were his, wrapping her body like he used to do. The heat wasn't the same, but she liked it anyway. She really needed someone trying to cheer her up, even if this someone was her. Only God knew how much she missed Krory's goofy smiles, his kisses and his kind words; how much she wanted him lying beside her in her big, cold bed at night. But not only beside, of course… ontop of her, under her, behind her. Every minute they had spent together was the most precious thing she had ever had, he was the most precious thing she had ever had. And now she had lost him. Forever.

Drunk as she was, she didn't even notice her fingers slipping inside her panties, trying to please herself and fulfill her huge need of love. It was something she would have never done, but she wasn't herself anymore. She was just a lonely woman, lost in thoughts. In dirty thoughts.

Her hand started going faster and faster, her eyes wide shut as she recalled his face in her mind. She smiled as she saw him grinning, then lifting her up and leaning her on a table and… hell yes, fucking her like a fury. She groaned and felt the orgasm coming like a flash. "Arystar Krory III… ich liebe dich…" she whispered, panting. She giggled and turned to lie on her right side. "Ja…zu viel…", and she fell asleep with tears flowing on her bright red cheeks.

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"That's the best idea EVER!" Lenalee had said, hugging him. "Oh, Nii-san! I am so proud of you!"

Komui giggled, tapping his fingers on the table. Proud, she had told him. Proud!!! It was a success to achieve at his Lenalee & Me list. There weren't a lot of events on it, but he felt like touching the sky everytime something happened. And this time it was thanks to his genius that his beloved sister had praised him like that.

"Entshuldigung Sie?" the pretty waitress smiled at him. "Would you like to order something else? A piece of cake, maybe."

He lifted his eyes behind the glasses and smiled back. "I would appreciate it, mein nett Mädchen."

The girl blushed and gulped, before she could run to the kitchen. He looked like a very rich man and, if she wasn't wrong, he had just flirted with her. She put a hand on her chest and grinned. Could it be possible that she had found the right man to get married to?

"Oh, Tanja! Stop fancying and hurry up! Our customer may stand up in any moment and never come back!" the owner shouted. "He's the first foreigner in months, do you know what the hell it means?"

Tanja sighed and put a piece of cake on a white plate. She worked in a depressing restaurant in a depressing town and she could haven't done anything against it. "Ja. It means that he could tell his friends to come or not."

"Exactly. Now go and offer him the best smile ever. Understood it?!"

"Understood it" she answered as she walked towards Komui. She looked at him and started playing with a lock of her blonde hair. "Here you are."

"Danke" Komui grinned. "This looks great!"

"Our chef's pretty good at making sweets" Tanja answered. "May I help you in another way?"

Komui looked up at her and shook his head. "Oh, well, I mean… I really need to ask you something!"

"Okay, let's hear…"

"Do you know where could I find Frau Miranda Lotto? I know she lives here in this town and I have to see her. She's an old friend of mine."

Tanja rose an eyebrow. The misfortunate Miranda? What could have a man like him wanted from a woman like her? She was depressed, clumsy and not funny at all. She had heard that she was crazy, but never found out the truth. Not that she cared a lot… "Yeah, of course… she lives in the main street. You should ask one of the kids playing in front of the houses, they should give you further information."

"Are they the ones who usually sing her a really awful song which teases her badly?" Komui asked, sipping some coffee. Jeez, the one Lenalee made was one thousand times better!

Tanja grinned. "It comes you know her very well, am I wrong? However, ja. Them. But let me tell you, leave her alone. She doesn't deserve a man like you, she keeps on being fired off from her jobs. I wonder if she can stay in one place for more than a month!"

Komui smiled and let his money on the table. "Ah, she worked for me, once. And let's see… it lasted something like two years and a half. She was one of the best people in there and I'm here just because I miss her a lot."

Tanja frowned, but managed to smile. "Could we talk about the sweet Frau Lotto in front of a cup of coffee?"

"No, thank you. I already have a woman here in my heart. Auf wiedersehen!" Komui sighed and got out of the restaurant. Now that he'd come to her town, he could perfectly understand why Miranda was so pessimistic and self confident at all. Everybody seemed to hate her just because she tripped in her own feet or because she couldn't trust people. He felt kinda sorry for her, but yet he wondered why she came back and didn't accept Lenalee's invitation. She even had that gorgeous lovestory with Krory…! As he was deep in thought he heard Miranda's name and he turned back.

"Miranda, Miranda… Poor Miranda…"

Komui saw some children running around and then… there she was. Walking slowly and getting depressed because of that awful song. He sighed. "Ah-a! There you are, Miranda Lotto-saaaan!"

The kids stopped singing and the lady stopped walking. When she faced him, she had tears in her eyes and looked shocked. "K-Komui…?"

The man grinned and ran towards her, hugging her. "Guten Tag, my lovely Miranda! How are you? It's nearly six months we don't see each other!"

"Hey, Frau Lotto? Do you know this man?" one of the kids asked, rising an eyebrow.

"I do…" she answered weakly. "He… he's a dear friend of mine…"

"Ah, she's wonderful! I hope you treat my lovely Miranda well, or…" he came closer, his glasses glowing evilly. "You can guess what I could do with your bodies, can't you?"

They gulped. "Y-yes sir!!!"

Miranda smiled as she saw them look at her like if she was some kind of witch and then run away. She turned to look at Komui. "What are you doing here?"

"Can we go to your apartment? I don't feel at ease talking here in the street" he answered.

The woman nodded and in a few minutes they were sitting on her sofa, sipping some wine and fighting against the embarassment. Well, this was Miranda. Komui just smiled and kept on talking about a lot of things. But none of them explained why the Black Order's Supervisor had come to her town and saved her from a bunch of brats. She couldn't even scare them properly… once again she felt absolutely useless.

"…and I didn't know which one to choose! I mean, a rabbit on a pink background is the best thing ever to find on a cup, don't you agree? But Reever-hanchou dropped it and it broke in a thousand pieces. It meant a lot to me and I couldn't find another cup!" Komui yelled, holding the glass tight. "I miss Lenalee walking in my office, wearing the Exorcists' third uniform and giving me some coffee, hearing her heels on the floor covered with papers and so on. If you understand what I want to say."

Miranda closed her eyes and she sighed. If he missed her sister acting like a maid to make the members of the Scientific Department feel better, she missed everyone and everything, even Hevlaska and her deep voice. "Yeah. I get it, Supervisor. Are you just trying to blame me since I left without telling anyone?"

"Loneliness is killing my lovely Miranda, isn't it?" Komui smiled as he put his lips on the glass. "It is so sad to see you acting cool, but burning inside."

Miranda covered her face and started crying, feeling even worse when he touched her shoulders with his warm hands. She knew Komui was one of the best people she had ever met, but he also made her think of the wonderful days she had spent living in the Black Order's HQ. And this meant also recalling Arystar Krory in her mind. She was so sick…!

"Do you wanna know why I came here to this horrible town?"

She nodded.

"Well… in a two days it will be six months that the war's ended and I'd like you to come and join the greatest Ball the Black Order's ever had."

"The Black Order doesn't exist anymore, Supervisor."

"Come on, you have never been so cold!" Komui grinned and took her hands in his. "It'll be wonderful, Miranda. You have to come, please. We're begging you!"

"We?"

"Yes. Lenalee and Allen and Lavi and me…" he answered. "We all wanna see you, really. We miss you."

Miranda sighed and looked down. "Life's horrible without you."

"I guessed so."

"Supervisor, please, let me think of it. I'll make you know as soon as possible because I… I… I'm not sure I could handle it."

Komui frowned and stood up. "Er… yes, sure. Don't worry, take your time. I'm staying in a nice hotel, it's called Luft. You find me there."

Miranda stood up as well and walked him to the door. "Danke, Supervisor."

"Hey, it's a pleasure to me!" he grinned. "However, remember what I've already told you: we're begging you. Well… actually if I go home without you Lenalee will be mad at me…"

The girl smiled and waved. "I guess it's time to go, see you!"

She breathed deep and took the wine's bottle in her tiny hands. She grinned as she noticed there was still a lot of it. "Good luck, Miranda. You really need it." She drank it all in a few sips and she started yawning. "Und Guten Nacht…"

End of chapter one.

AN: okay, here we are! My first attempt at writing something that's not a oneshot… let's hope this will last XD It's just so sad (but also fun) to make Miranda love wine so much… and getting drunk leads her to naughty things… my poor Miranda! I'm awful, I know. XD However, hope you enjoyed it. Please let me know what you think of it. Tynuccia.