Author's Note: The show D. Gray-Man does not belong to me. It belongs to it's creator. I also have no intentions in making any financial benefits for this is strictly fan-made.

Author's Note: This story takes place to when Yuu Kanda realizes his 'feelings' for my character, Etna Tanaka.

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Yuu Kanda was lying on his bed in his room. Like always, he was on his side, staring at the hourglass at his bedside. There was no emotion on his pallid features as he watched the lotus flower carefully. He was holding his breath as if one of the petals were to fall and flutter to the golden bass at that very moment.

After some time, he gave out a soft sigh before turning onto his back, his forearm over his sapphire hues. Something was bothering him. But what? It was not exactly a bad feeling. Just not a normal feeling. The fact that he was unable to distinguish such a feeling annoyed him greatly.

Out of nowhere, an image flashed into his head. It was an image of a young brown-haired girl with a small smile painted on her face. Green and gold hues were staring back at him as her cropped short hair framed her face.

The Japanese samurai gasped, sitting up.

Why did she pop into his mind right there? There had to be a reason. Somehow, he connected the memory with the bad feeling he felt just moments before.

He brought his eyes to his window. It was a perfect view of the full moon. It was than did he realize why Etna appeared on his mind. Though, he could not determine why a bad feeling came along with it. The reason was because the following day would be the day he first met the girl.

His sapphire hues narrowed slightly, a semi-smile appearing on his face as he thought about that day…

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It all started five years ago, when he was only thirteen. After returning to Head-Quarters from a mission, that idiot Komui instructed him to check up on a patient in the medical wing. Why that idiot makes him waste time on such things, he did not know.

Because he took orders from Komui, he did exactly as he was told; an agitated sway to his step. When he got to the room, his cold eyes scanned the surroundings. Komui said that the patient he was checking up on would be obvious. A sweat drop glided down the back of his head. Of course it would be easy to tell. There was only one person in the room.

That Japanese Exorcist sighed deeply as he walked deeper into the room. He stood over the girl's bedside, wondering if she was new here. She had to be. He has never laid his eyes on her since his arrival here, three years ago. Was she an Exorcist? Or one of those annoying Finders? And why was she here? She seemed unharmed. No wounds.

He examined her peaceful expression. Her hair was cropped short – almost boy like. Her skin was pale and smooth, bringing out the red tints in her hair. She looked completely healthy, had there not been an oxygen mask over her mouth and nose.

Kanda sighed even deeper as he pulled up a chair. His sapphire eyes fell on the clock; counting the minutes. He was told to wait here until Komui came. Just how long did he plan on making him wait, he wondered. More than likely, that crazy Scientist would take his time just to annoy him.

Kanda unhooked Mugen from his hip and placed it on his lap. It was very rare for him to be parted from his sword-shaped Innocence. Wherever he went, he always had it with him. No matter what.

He closed his eyes, his arms crossed over his broad chest as he waited. A cool breeze blew in from the window and his dark blue locks billowed in the slight wind. His long bangs swayed to the side rhythmically, tickling and teasing his skin.

"E-Excuse me… I-Is that a s-sword?"

Yuu Kanda opened his eyes in alarm at the sound of the raspy voice. He was alarmed. He didn't sense anyone walk into the room. His eyes roamed the room once more before falling on the girl on the bed. Her eyes were open half way, though she seemed to be a little disoriented. He stiffened, standing once more. Shouldn't he go get Komui now?

"Excuse me..? Is that a sword?" she asked again, her voice wavering.

Kanda rose a brow. It was only know that he realized that there was something off with her eyes. Her right was green while her left was gold. He cleared his throat. "What does it look like to you?" he barked back gruffly. But, he instantly regretted it. He bit down on her lower lip, wishing that he was at least a little nicer. She just woke up from some kind of comma, for Heaven's sake!

"You're just like…" she started to say, but than stopped. He noticed her odd eyes start to glisten with tears.

Great. Just great. He made her cry. He walked closer to the girl, placing a hesitant hand over the blankets as he stared down at her. She looked so innocent. And so small. What was she doing here in the first place?

"My name is Etna Tanaka. And you are?" the brown-haired girl asked. He could see her lips pull up in a small smile under the foggy mask. She lifted her hand and pulled the mask off. Kanda was about to stop her, but was unsure if he should.

"Kanda. Just Kanda." He answered. There was no need to tell her his first name if he will just get mad about it. When Etna attempted to sit up, his hand pushed her shoulder down gently. "I don't think you should be sitting up just yet. Wait until Komui gets here." He muttered in a serious tone. He took a step back when the girl looked up at her with wide eyes.

"But Kanada-san, my back hurts." She complained. Her lower lip jutted out slightly with a slight pout. So, she was Japanese? Kanda thought to himself. Than, his eyes blinked a few times, barely realizing what she has just called him. "My name is Kanda." He said in an annoyed tone.

"Aw, Kanada sounds better." Etna interjected with crossed arms.

Kanda sighed deeply, helping the girl sit up. Where was Komui? His eyes fell on Mugen, remembering she was interested in the sword. "So, you like swords?' he asked in a small voice. He was normally not one up for conversation, so he did not know if he was taking the right approach.

Etna's eyes beamed as she stared at his long blade. Her head bobbed up and down, her brown locks bouncing. "I do. They're so fascinating. You see, my father was a blacksmith back at Japan. He made the most beautiful swords ever. He used to train me, and I got pretty good." Her voice was high pitched and happy. But, after she realized what she was saying, she looked down with saddened eyes.

Kanda did not press her any further. If she did not want to say more, he was not going to force her.

He jumped in surprise when Etna swung her legs over the edge of the bed and attempted to stand. Her knees wobbled under her weight, and she grabbed onto his elbow for support. "Hey, careful!" he snapped, slinging a hand around her waist to keep her upright. "Sorry." Etna muttered as he guided her back onto the bed.

Kanda sighed deeply, shaking his head. Something poking out from under the blanked caught his eye and he picked it up. It was a long sword, slightly longer than his own. When Etna saw it, her eyes widened in fear. She grabbed it and looked it over with frantic hands.

"Now I remember what I am doing here… This is.. My Innocence." She clutched the sword to her chest and started to cry. Kanda fidgeted at the spot. He had no idea in how to handle tears. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked, outstretching a hand to pat her shoulder. She stopped crying, but only for a second. The next thing he knew, she was collapsed into him and crying onto his should—

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He was brought back to reality when there was a loud pounding on his door. His sapphire hues fell on the metal frame before he grabbed his Mugen. Swinging his legs over the edge, he pulled on his Exorcist coat over his bare chest.

While buttoning up the collar, he walked towards the door and twisted the handle. "What is it? It is the middle of the night." He snarled in an annoyed tone. Sapphire met emerald as he stared into the eyes of the Bookman in training, Lavi. He was breathing heavily with sweat dewing on his face.

Kanda was alarmed, his hand resting on the hilt of Mugen as a reaction. "What happened?' he asked, taking a step forward.

Lavi was bent forward, trying desperately to catch his breath. Kanda tapped his foot in impatience as he waited for the red-haired Exorcist to re-collect himself. Finally, at long last, Lavi stood upright. Kanda took a step back in alarm when the Bookman grabbed his shoulders. What was going on with him? This was so unlike Lavi,

"Kanda. It's Etna. She's badly injured and may go back into a mental state!"

Kanda's eyes widened in alarm and surprise as Lavi's words echoed in his head. That was why he had a bad feeling before. Why was he only informed now! He pushed aside Lavi and ran forward. If she was injured, more than likely she would be in the medical wing. He was glad he did not have to ask. That would just waste time.

Wait for me, Etna. I am coming!

He thought to himself as his arms pumped by his side and turned a corner.

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Author's Note: Wow. I really like this story line. I might actually continue it. Sorry the wording isn't exactly good. This was done at two in the morning.