Thank you for the reviews, you guys. (Smiles foolishly) They were so awesome. (Sniff) And I must say, Nusku-san, your review made me laugh so hard. I agree with it whole heartedly.
Kanda Yu! Embrace Allen! It's an order!
(I wish…)
And yes, Iruka92-san, Kanda is a sexy samurai. Ohoho, did you listen to Jap too?
Oh, and by the way Yu. (You know who you are!) Dare ga Moyashi ka! Baka!
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Komui was too disheartened to let him go, but regrettably, he did not have enough power to change Central nor the Pope's decision.
Not even allowed to lift a finger, he crossed his arms looking as serious as could be, a rather rare sight for the sometimes aloof Supervisor. He stared at Allen's back, who was currently in front of the gate, waiting for it to fully connect. Komui shifted his eyes, using his peripheral vision to glance at the Inspector. The only hint of Komui's noticeable anger was in his furrowed brow.
Leverrier was smiling as gracefully as ever.
Komui, then having the feeling that someone was watching him, looked forward and saw the boy smiling brightly at him. Allen was smiling at him with a hint of melancholy that only people close to him can catch. Komui was one of those people.
And if there was one thing that Komui regretted other than failing to protect Allen from the injustice of Central, it would be that
Besides himself, there was no one else close to Allen that was allowed to bid him farewell.
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∞ CHAPTER 1 ∞
The (Unveil) ing
"Master Kanda! You can't go!" Gozu gasped out.
Kanda, who was quite done with the continuous antics from the very emotional Finder, quickened his pace while putting on his overcoat—which at this current state was dry. Bystanders stopped to look as they saw an angry samurai stomp out of the hospital with a built but weepy man dragging after him.
"Shut up," the samurai barked. "The mission is over and I can finally never see you ever again."
"But your wounds aren't healed from last night's battle," Gozu stuttered, his tone clearly showing worry for the Exorcist. "You should at least stay in the hospital for three days—"
"I already told you. I'm healed."
"No way! Your wounds will take at least a month to heal!" Gozu argued.
Huh? What is someone who's supposed to take five months to heal doing here?
"Tch. And whose fault was that?!" snapped Kanda. "If you hadn't been in the way, I wouldn't have been injured."
"I-I'm sorry Kanda, but there was a little child in the battle fray and I had to go save him."
Kanda remembered that certain scene with disgust. He glared at the Finder. "And that child, happened to be an akuma."
Gozu looked down with shame. "But," he then started to say, "If he had been human and he died right in front of me, I don't know what I would do. I don't want anyone to die."
"…"
If I sacrifice myself for them, will that satisfy you?
I lost everything I loved long ago.
My heart goes out to in front of me, before greater world events.
I can't just leave them be, so if I can, I will protect them…
Kanda was then silent from then on, and Gozu, feeling the oppressing atmosphere coming from the exorcist also ceased conversation. The both of them continued on down the city streets until they finally reached to their destination. Or so it was supposed to be.
"Huh?" Gozu looked around in confusion. "This isn't the cathedral that we were supposed to be headed to."
"Of course not you idiot." Kanda unsheathed his katana. "This is an alley way. As if priests would be caught dead preaching here."
Gozu was now even more confused. "What? Then why are we here? And why did you take out your Innocence?"
Kanda ran two fingers over the blade and stood in stand by position. "Tch, and you call yourself a Finder. Did you not notice that someone was following us?"
"What?" Gozu turned his head around and spotted an overstretched shadow hovering over the walls of the buildings between them. A young boy was standing at the end of the shadow, smiling at the two of them.
"We meet again, Exorcist."
The Finder's eyes widened in sudden shock. "The little boy from last night."
Kanda smirked. "Hmph, he was allowed to escape last night. But right now is different." He instantly charged the moment the boy's smile distorted as a disfigured metallic figure ripped out of the child's body. A number two in Roman Numerals was etched on the akuma's chest.
"A Level Two, eh?" he thought. Luckily it came at a good time, for Kanda was starting to remember some lame crap as Gozu was talking to him.
He'll use this akuma to vent out some frustration.
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"Stop spacing out, stupid apprentice. Pay attention to writing your log."
Lavi snapped out of his mental zone and tightened his grip on his pen. "Why of course I'm paying attention," he said while grinning, "What makes you think I'm spacing out?"
Bookman frowned while pointing to Lavi's paper. "Idiot. Your log has chicken scratch all over it."
The Bookman Junior started to panic. "Wha—are you serious? Damn. Now I have to do it all over." He crumpled his paper and tossed it into a waste basket a few feet away.
"Hmph. Serves you right for not paying attention to your work," Bookman stated.
"Aw, Gramps don't be so stingy. I'll do it, okay? Don't you worry about a thing."
"Just rewrite it already, Lavi. We don't have much time. We have a mission an hour later."
"Gotcha, Gramps." Lavi retrieved a fresh crisp paper and started to write the date and time in calligraphy. A serious expression flashed over his face as he started recording the information for this certain time and hour.
Date- December 11, 189X
Time- 06:17:43
Event- Allen Walker transfers from Black Order Headquarters to North American Branch by order of the Pope.
Bookman studied Lavi's face as he was writing the record and folded his arms in a serious manner. "Lavi, are you close to Allen Walker?"
Lavi stopped writing and looked up in surprise. "What? Sorry I couldn't hear you? Can you say that again?"
The old man sighed and started to clean up the books on their table. "Hmph. I'm just reminding you not to space out again."
"I didn't space out, Gramps."
"Whether you space out or not, Lavi, remember who you are," Bookman lectured.
"Ugh, not this again," Lavi said with chagrin.
"Yes, this again. And do you remember Lavi, what the Inspector told us?"
"…Yeah."
Bookman whispered, so that no one in the library would hear. "It is not to be known that Allen Walker is transferring to another Branch. He is simply to be, on a very long and permanent mission."
Bookman then grabbed Lavi's paper of Allen's report and filed it in a folder.