Um, where to start. This fanfiction is part of the series that I've written crossing over Trinity Blood by: Sunao Yoshida and Kiyo Kyujo with the book The Forger by: Shannon Neprily. I don't own any of it except for the fanfiction itself. You might want to read the others first so that you know what's going on. (who's sleeping in who's bed, and all that fun stuff)
It contains mature themes, like swearing and MalexMale or yaoi situations, and all that stuff. So if you don't like boys kissing and doing other things to other boys then don't read it because you won't like it. Hehehe.
This story takes place ten years in the future when Triana is sixteen. Abel, Torian, Devi, and Sevriel are trying to behave themselves as they watch her date a boy at school, meanwhile, Abel is reunited with an old friend. Will this old friend be welcoming of his relationships with demons and other beasts, or will I make a mess of everything good and make everyone fight each other again...yay for messes!
Chapter 1
"Hey! Wake up you lazy bastard!" Triana screamed, shoving Devi off the couch.
"Ow," Devi pouted, looking up at his daughter. She was sixteen years old and towering over him.
"Don't you know what day it is?" Triana demanded, stamping her stiletto on the ground.
"The day that you get grounded for hurting me?" Devi asked, frowning as he helped himself up off the floor.
"No! It's the day that you meet my boyfriend! I told you last week and you agreed to meet him! He's waiting in the other room with Abel and Torian. Can you please go and be a good parent and at least say hi?" Triana shoved him toward the door.
"You're so mean to me!" Devi squeaked when she reached up and pulled his hair down from the pigtails he had them tied up in.
"I want him to date me, not you, so you're going to lose the pigtails and go and put on some real clothes," she pushed him at the stairs.
"Honestly!" Triana grumbled as she stormed toward where she could hear Abel chatting amiably with Jared.
"Did you know that your boyfriend knows three languages? Three!" Abel cried out happily.
"Funny, my boyfriend can barely speak one without tripping over his tongue," Torian snickered, grinning at Abel's exasperation.
"Torian, love, why don't we go and check out the new church that just opened up across the street! Its supposed to be gorgeous and the sisters there are really nice," Abel grabbed him by the arm and dragged him bodily up out of the chair.
"What's the matter with you?" Torian growled, yanking his arm away from Abel once they were outside.
"We can't interfere. We have to let Devi meet him by himself so that he isn't swayed by our words. Demons are very proud when it comes to stuff like this, and us being there might insult him," Abel reminded.
"You'd think a demon bar across the street would make a church want to rethink their location," Torian snorted, clasping Abel's hand in his own. He raised it to his lips, looking up into Abel's soft blue eyes.
"Even after all these years you're still addicted to churches, eh?" Torian let Abel drag him toward the huge building.
"God led me to you, after all, how could I not want to visit his house every now and then to give my thanks," Abel grinned at him.
"Whatever, let's go," Torian smiled nervously at a sister as she welcomed them.
"Miss, are you new here?" Abel asked, feeling a lump in his throat as he looked the woman over. She was in her mid-thirties with a shock of bright red hair and warm eyes.
"I just transferred over yesterday. And you are?" She asked with a polite smile.
"I'm fa...I'm Abel Nightroad, and this is Torian. He doesn't have a last name, but hopefully one day the laws can be changed and he can have mine," Abel said with a laugh as they walked through the church with her.
"Ah, I didn't realize you two were...I'm sorry," She blushed bright red at the sight of their hands clasped firmly together.
"No need, but I must say, its an odd place for a church isn't it?" Abel asked, scratching the back of his head.
"He means because of the demons across the street," Torian pointed out.
"Oh, that," she said, her tone becoming cold as her fists tightened.
"Oh, my! What a wonderful picture!" Abel cried out, pointing to the stained glass window of angels.
"I was told this place was chosen because many angels frequent this area. None of us knew that it was a place infested with demons. We merely wanted a church where we could watch the angel fly by. It was supposed to give people hope!"
"Sometimes things aren't as they seem, Sister Ester, but no being can be classified simply as good or evil. Demons are much like angels, they are misrepresented in the texts.
"I'm sorry, but I have things to do!" She quickly walked away from them, but beneath the anger in her eyes was a question, how had Abel known her name?
Author's notes: Please don't hate me. I actually really like Ester, but I had to make her a bit mean to throw things a bit out of whack. Please don't kill me! Put down that fork! hehehehe!
PS. Betcha didn't know I could write more than a three page chapter! HEHEHE! Well normally I can't because I don't normally have time to write more than three pages. So now I've got SIX!!! Holy Crap!
I don't know, I'm weird.