I am deeply apologetic to all my readers as I have not been updating due to school and unable to reply to reviews and PM due to Fanfiction acting up. I have changed my email to angelallenlover because of the counteractions of the website. Again, I apologize to all the people who have favorite, followed, PM, or reviewed and have not received any notifications from me until today. Without knowing of your love my inspiration to write in general has gone down considerably, especially with my English class making me write stories and styles that I despise, making my love of the art of writing decrease as well. I know that this is basically excuse after retarded excuse, but I just wanted to inform the annoyed and frustrated readers of the reasons for my constant absences. In case people were considering the possibility of my timely death as the cause, you are not yet correct. :)


This new story was brought upon me by a manga that I saw called, "Legal Drug," and it's sequel, "Drug & Drop." Please check it out and support the official release, as well as D. Gray Man the manga. :D


Possible Warnings For Later Chapters : Lemon (Yullen), Blood & Gore, Language (mainly Kanda), Incest (Guess. :P), and other disturbing things that I plan to add later on. :)


A figure paced beside the opened window slowly, as he mumbled to himself.

A flash of lightning illuminates the silhouette of an object flying toward the suddenly still figure, "Timcampy!"

The golden ball crashed into the darkened room, startling the boy.

"Timcampy! What are you doing? Why in the world would you fly in a storm like this?!" The boy yelled as he picked up the drenched and shivering ball.

Immediately, Timcampy opened his mouth and showed a hologram of three figures walking through the storm...heading toward his tower.

Even though the phenomenon of strangers trekking out this far into the woods was un-heard-of one of the figures caught the boy's attention. "He's finally back... Timcampy, he's finally coming back!"

The boy ran back to the window with the now dry Timcampy on his shoulder, "Timcampy, I hate to send you back out in this weather, but can you lead them here?" The boy whispered excitedly.

As his golden friend set off to bring the strangers to his master, the boy could only think on the image of the man with the midnight-black hair.

'He's finally returned to me...'