Authors notes:
This chapter is shorter but it was lots of fun. Anyway, Enjoy~
Disclaimer:
I do not own D. Gray-man, the characters, the story, and the idea all came from katsura hoshino, so, it's not mine. With that said, enjoy.
Another Realm: Chapter 2: The Fat Man
Akuma, the souls of the dead and the machine merge to become a living weapon of god…
Exorcists, the black clothed sinners who destroy Akuma.
A colorfully striped carriage traveled down the cobble stone streets of the imaginary 19th century town. The rattling of the wheels on the stone brick street, the rhythmic clomping of the two white horses that pulled the four wheeled carriage along was the only sound that filled the silence of the night filled street. Sitting on the back of the carriage the silver haired Allen Walker yawned, twisting the pocket watch but it's chain as he stared at it boredly. He was dressed in a fine black suit with a white top and red ribbon around the collar, the front of his suit jacket was open, a thick leather belt around his waist with a pair of steel toe black boots poking out form under his suit pants.
"Stupid cat… I'm lucky I got both my pocket watch and that necklace back from it." He muttered to him self…
"A cat stole your stuff? That seems kind of odd…"
"The cat had risen from the grave." He said as if this was normal not bothering to look over at the white painted face clown and the bunny faced show girl.
"What?" the clown went to ask but was pushed into the wall by the bunny girl as she spoke.
"Did you come here to do some sightseeing, traveler?" she asked with a purr.
"No, I'm looking for some one." He said as he placed the pocket watch back in his pocket and looked back at her, leaning back on his arms.
"Who is that?" she asked.
"My father." He responded.
"Your father?" she asked blinking.
"Yeah, I got separated from him while I was…." His sentence was interrupted by a sudden shout.
"IT'S AN AKUMA!" Some one yelled from down an Alley way.
"WE'RE ALL GOING TO GET KILLED-"
The silver haired boy blinked before grabbing his suitcase quickly and leaping off the back of the carriage.
"This is my stop!" he called as he jumped off and ran for the ally.
He ran down the alley in a rush, his boots hitting the bricks below them with loud steps.
"The Akuma, where is it…!" he called as he skidded to a stop looking around the corner.
A group of people had stopped what they were doing and were staring at him. He sweat dropped slightly, blinking.
"Eh?" he glanced around.
"See John, Just because you said you were gonna get killed…" one of the adults smacked a small boy across the side of the head.
"Ow!" the boy whined as he was hit.
"Sorry, it was this guy's fault. He was screaming about an Akuma, and was messing with the Adults." As the man said this Allen's eyes landed on a boy in a red and white stripped shirt with a pilot's hat and goggles on his head, a pair of skates and shorts adorning his lower half.
"I'm not just playing around, idiot! There really is an Akuma!" The boy frowned as he said this, rubbing the back of his head.
Allen blinked and sweat dropped as he watched this and stood at the corner calmly.
"They're slowly invading the world! My dad told me all about it!"
"Yeah, yeah, we head you, here's a candy-" the man said holding out a candy.
"DON'T TREAT ME LIKE A KID!" The boy smacked it away.
He watched as the boy pointed at a homeless man dressed in ragged potato sack clothing.
"It's true! Just a minute ago, a homeless man down there got killed by a big guy with a hat!" he called.
Allen had just been about to walk away when he heard this and froze, turning back to face them, looking at the kid with a slightly serious look now.
"And then they put the bones of the Akuma into his body…" the boy finished.
The homeless 'man' grabbed the boy, putting his fingerless gloved hands over his mouth to shut him up.
"Sorry about that, it's nothing! I was playing with the kid too enthusiastically, and he got too into it…" the man said with a frumpy smile.
"Erm!" the boy tried to speak but the hands over his mouth kept it from being audible.
"I knew it. " one man said as they all turned to leave.
"Even if you scream, we're not gonna listen, John." Another said as they all went to return to work.
There was a long silence, neither the 'man' or boy seeming to noticed one well dressed albino boy hadn't left. Allen frowned as the purple star glowed on the man's head. His arm throbbed and he found him self attacking the Akuma. He was behind the Akuma in seconds, his arms transforming on its own accord, slicing the akuma across the face and back. Allen decided to play along with it, see how much the boy knew.
"You can't deceive my eyes, you're an akuma." He said as slight sparks came off the man shaped akuma, its face falling apart as it's true self was revealed.
Allen's hair fell over his eyes as he frowned, glaring at the ground, an explosion erupting next to him from the akuma before his arm transformed back.
"Your name is John, right?" he asked as he latched the strange glove over his hand, ignoring the familiar feeling of throbbing as the innocence inside his arm acted up.
"You seem to know a lot about akuma… But who are you?" he asked as he smiled at him and looked over.
"KYA-!" the boy suddenly shot out, tackled the albino boy around the neck and knocking the two to the ground.
Dear god he's touching me!
Allen choked slightly, tensing as he looked up at the child now sitting on top of him.
"An exorcist! Wow, it's the first time I've ever seen one! Was that the Anti-Akuma weapon? Can I see…." The boys topped as he looked down at the still dazed boy.
"Eh? You ok?" he asked getting off to the boy could get up.
"Yeah… fine." He muttered dusting him self off and fixing his suit jacket.
"And sure, you can see it again, as long as you answer some questions first." Allen said with a kind smile despite how much he was disliking the boy now.
"Now, how do you know about the Akuma?" he asked starting to walk, the boy now rolling along beside him on his skates.
"My dad is a scientist for the Vatican…" he voiced calmly, arms behind his head.
"But he's never home, due to work. I was bored so I started to read his science notes, and that's where I learned about the Akuma!" he chimed happily.
What weird shoes…
"I hope that one day I'll also become one of the best scientists in the world, so I can make a weapon that will instantly remove an Akuma!" he said, opening up instantly to the albino boy.
I am disliking this boy more and more.
Allen smiled
" Sounds cool."
"Any ways…" Allen blinked and looked over.
"What?" he asked noticing the boy seemed to have something on his mind.
"I didn't know exorcists could be so physically weak… My image of an exorcist was a Macho man. You're completely the opposite, Allen." The boy said, his words hitting Allen like a broke wall making him frown.
"How many Akuma have you destroyed so far? How did you get that Anti-Akuma weapon? How did you feel when you destroyed your first Akuma?" the boy asked, changing the subject to many new subjects so Allen could choose the one he wanted to walk about.
Allen tried his best to smile, managing a small one.
"John, you shouldn't ask too many questions." Allen spoke up calmly.
"It's hard to answer them all." He joked with a smile.
The boy sweat dropped.
"Right, sorry." The boy laughed as they started to move again.
As the continued in silence they came across another boy with blond hair.
"Leo!" John said smiling brightly.
"It's been a while, partner! I haven't heard from you since the funeral, I was beginning to get worried!" John said, smiling.
Allen felt his arm and eye throb and winced, taking a step back. He was glad that John was too busy to notice.
"You were at your relatives' place, right? Oh, this is an exorcist, he saved me from an Akuma, can you believe it!" John smiled pointing to the albino boy who had moved a couple of paces back.
Allen gave a smile to the 'boy'.
"Hello." He waved with his none Anti-akuma weapon hand.
"I was patrolling even while you were gone. I knew the inside was a machinery skeleton. And I also, saw the face of the Earl of the Millennium!" he said excitedly.
Allen smirked, his face hidden in shadow, he said nothing.
So I might fight him soon after all…
The boy John grabbed the boy's hand.
"John, I want you to go somewhere with me…" he said in a quite voice.
"Um sure… Can Allen come?" John asked.
Loe nodded in response and turned, starting to walk, letting for of John's hand, knowing he would follow. Allen smiled as he followed, though his smile may betray a hint of cruelty in it if the boy had bothered to look back at him.
The walk was mostly quite other than John trying to get his friend to tell them where they were headed, until of course they had made it to the destination of the boy's choice. Allen smiled as he followed along, remaining silent the whole way, watching.
"Eh, Leo, you wanted me to come here? It's a cemetery." John said as he looked through the bars of the gate around the field of graves.
"Oh, did you want to come here so we could mourn the loss of your mom?" he asked skating ahead of the two and looking back at them.
Allen forced him smiled into a sad look as he watched the boy move into the grave sight.
"You should have said so earlier, geesh." The boy said before he ran into something soft and squishy.
He stopped, blinking before he felt a hand placed on his head.
"Hello~." a purring voice spoke.
Finally, I found you.
Allen grinned, face hidden by his hair as he leaned back against the gate and watched.
"Nice to meet you, John~." the earl purred.
John backed up, bumping into his friend Leo.
"Th…Th… The Earl of the Millennium!" he said, a terrified look on his face as he looked up at the mash mellow bodied man.
Allen's eyes widened as the boy threw a garlic shaped metal device at the earl and it exploded in a cloud of smoke.
"Take this! Leo, let's run!" he said as he turned to leave, taking his friends hand.
He stopped as his friend didn't move, turning back he spun him around, shaking his shoulders.
"Yo! Leo! What's wrong? He'll kill you!" he said as he shook him, the boy only smiling with a dim nearly lifeless look to his eyes.
"Leo…? Leo's been dead for a long time. 3 Ever since his mom's funeral~. " The earl purred, completely unaffected by what ever the boy had thrown.
"That… you disturbed me, and for that, he's the Akuma that will punish you~!" The earl's grin spread darkly, eyes glowing as they looked over the round glasses that sat over his long nose.
"No… It can't be…."
Ending Author's notes:
Had to leave a cliff hanger on this one, heh heh, but I'm sure we all know what's going to happen. *grin*
Or do you...
Any way, please... REVIEW! *grins like the earl*
... Wait... did I just do that?