Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I don't own DGM, I'm German, not Japanese

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The walk to Komui's office had been rather uneventful, and when they finally reached it, they were nearly crushed by a falling mountain of paper, only saved by Johnny pulling them back.

"Hey, let me go right now, four-eyes!" Timothy shouted, not liking the way he was held by the collar of his shirt like when he was in trouble back in the orphanage.

"Um, Allen, who's that?" Johnny asked, looking more curious than insulted.

"Oh right, this is Timothy, a new Innocence-user. We brought him here so he can become a exorcist." Allen replied. "And Timothy, this is Johnny. He's works in the science department under Komui and..."

"Is one of the poor souls how battle all this paperwork." Johnny sighed and waved a hand toward the stacks of papers almost reaching the ceiling. "Nice to meet you Timothy. But seriously Allen, lately every time we send you somewhere, you find a Innocence-user. Keep this up, and you won't have a free day for the rest of your life once Central notices." Johnny smiled.

"Just don't tattle, okay?" Allen laughed. "I have more than enough trouble with them already. Link is a nice guy and I hope his ribs heal soon, but I don't need a shadow behind me lecturing me about what I should have on my plate." Allen would tolerate much, but food was were he drew a line. Nobody told him what to eat and most definitely not how much.

"You have to do all THAT?! It's your job to take care of THIS much work?" Timothy, who had been staring at the papers in apparent shock had finally remembered how to speak.

Johnny's face fell. "Well technically no," he answered, grinding his teeth. "Most of what you see here is actually supervisor Komui's job, but..."

"But the day Komui does his job without being forced into it is the the day the Millennium Earl knocks on our gates to surrender." Allen had to smile as he finished the sentence.

Timothy looked confused and seemed ready to ask yet another question as they heard a girls voice. "Johnny, where are you? I brought some coffee."

"Ah, Lenalee, over here. Thank you very much, you're a lifesaver!" Johnny called, waving at a girl with short, greenish hair around sixteen, holding a tray with coffee-filled cups which she was handing out to everyone. The girl apparently called Lenalee looked up and spotted them. She mumbled something and was suddenly wearing black and dark red boots going over her knees. With one jump she jumped over desks and paper towers without causing anything to fall and land in front of the group.

"Allen, I heard you're back, welcome home."She smiled at Allen.

"I'm back." He answered, also smiling. Timothy had a feeling that he was missing something, like those words had some meaning he couldn't understand. Then the girl looked at him and gave him a absolutely charming smile.

"Hello, my name is Lenalee Lee, you must be Timothy. As you've seen, I'm an exorcist too. I've heard a lot about you. Is it true you can turn Akuma into Anti-Akuma weapons?"

Timothy blushed and mumbled something that could be a yes. Lenalee smiled at him and turned to Johnny.

"Oh, and before I forget, we're almost out of coffee." she stated. Johnny nearly dropped his cup. The room, formerly filled with enough noise to be mistaken for a smaller train station, grew silent instantly, the only noise being a few coughs by someone who had apparently choked on his coffee. Timothy could see faces turning towards them with an expression of horror etched into their faces. Then as if it was planned, they all shouted one word.

"WHAAT?!" Lenalee just shrugged.

"It'll last the rest of the week, but after that..."

"Rest of the week? But it's Friday!" someone called, seemingly desperate.

"I know," Lenalee replied "but I'll probably be too busy to get any more. So, maybe one of you could buy some when they head to town."

In the utter pandemonium that followed with practically the entire science department trying to organize the resupply of their caffeine, Lenalee signaled Allen and Timothy to follow her.

"Come with me, I'll bring you to Nii-san, uhm I mean the supervisor. And don't touch the stacks, or you might be buried alive."

Timothy, insecure because they did look like they could really do that, nudged Allen and whispered "She's kidding, right?"

"It's happened before," Allen shrugged "now come on, were getting left behind." And with that he swiftly turned around and headed towards the passage Lenalee had just vanished in.

Timothy followed them, his eyes glued to the paper mountain range, ready to make a bolt for the exit at the smallest sign of falling paper.

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When Allen, Lenalee and Timothy entered Komui's office, Timothy first thought that the floor was white. It took a second look to realize that the floor wasn't white, but simply covered with unfinished paperwork. Timothy checked the date on a random paper and found that it was laying there for at least three months. Komui was found in his, according to Allen, usual position behind his desk. Asleep. Allen shook him, but the man didn't even flinch. After a minute, he shook his head and turned to Lenalee.

"If you ask me, if we want to wake him up, I'm afraid we'll have to use drastic measures." He looked at Lenalee, as if asking for permission. Timothy wondered what these seemingly experienced warriors considered "drastic measures".

Lenalee sighed and nodded. "Seems like it's the only way." She looked like she really didn't want this to happen.

Allen leaned closer to Komui and whispered: "Lenalee is with a boy."

The man jumped up, a giant drill in his his hand, and screamed "WHO DARES TOUCH MY LENALEE?!"

'Where the hell did that come from?!', Timothy asked himself as he stared at the drill. The man spotted him and seemed ready to charge at Timothy, when it finally dawned on him.

"...with a boy? Oh, very funny, Allen. So you must be Timothy. I've heard a lot about you, Phantom thief." Timothy blushed. "You found another one, Allen. And another parasitic-type."

"Excuse me, but I'm a parawhat?" Timothy asked, puzzled. Allen smiled.

"It means that your Innocence is part of your body, Timothy. Like my arm."

"Ah, and why didn't he just say that in the first place?" Allen just chuckled.

"Anyway, lets get you checked out. We need to see how high your synchronization with your Innocence is." When Komui realized the boys face was one big question mark, he smiled and added "Um, that means we'll check how good you can use your Innocence. This way, please. And Allen, while we're gone, you should go to the infirmary while the head nurse is having her day off. You can pick him up and give him the tour later." Allen nodded. "I on the other hand have some work I need to finish." These words shocked everyone but Timothy, who didn't yet understand just how often the supervisor had weaseled out of his job. Allen turned to the observation system at the gate and stared into it.

"Allen, what are you looking for?" Komui asked.

"The Earl carrying a white flag." Allen muttered. Lenalee giggled, but fortunately for him, Komui hadn't understood him. "I'll give Timothy the tour when I'm back."

"Great, I have to help a few divisions, so I couldn't do it. I'll be done in an hour, so see you then." Lenalee called as she ran off. Allen put his hand on Timothy's shoulder as he told him "Komui tends to forget to warn people about this, but the test is that you're grabbed by Hevlaska, the keeper of Innocence and she just knows. But she looks a bit like a huge monster, so don't be scared, it won't hurt."

"Thanks, but what was that huge drill for?" Timothy asked.

"Let me put it this way: Pray that your Innocence never needs repairs. See you." Allen replied and headed towards the infirmary.

Timothy looked puzzled for a moment, then his eyes widened as he figured out what Allen meant. And indeed, he sent a silent prayer to god, begging him to make sure he never needed that drill. Then he gulped and followed Komui on some weird platform. The platform then proceeded to sink, bringing them to the lower floors. As the light slowly got dimmer, he suddenly heard his Innocence.

"I can sense the Cube." Divine Possession stated. Timothy was about to ask what cube he was talking about, as something grabbed him and lifted him into the air.

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Allen had been at the infirmary, but since something slowed the healing process, they couldn't do much more than bandage him up to slow down the bleeding and tell him to take it easy for a few days. So here he was, waiting for Timothy. And on cue, he arrived for the tour. So while he showed him around the Order and explained how things worked around here, he was hearing about Timothy's first meeting with Hevlaska. Timothy's synchronization was at 69% and there had been a prophecy for him as well, but Timothy had already forgotten what it said. Some people, including Levrier, had asked him many questions, apparently hoping that he would be able to control level 4s if he reached or surpassed 100% and tried to coax him into leaving his body in their care while permanently controlling them. Timothy hadn't liked the idea, and his Innocence, which he started to call DP, had agreed with him. Allen had a feeling that they hadn't given up on that idea, but now was not the time to discuss that. It had been well over an hour, more than enough time. He turned to Timothy and smiled.

"And to end our tour, this is where we eat. I think you'll like it."

Timothy looked confused, when Allen opened the door and softly pushed him into the dining area.

"Hey, what's the big..." He never finished the sentence, because right in front of him was a crowd of people under a huge banner that read: WELCOME TO THE BLACK ORDER, TIMOTHY.

Lenalee was standing next to a red-haired boy with an eye-patch and waved at them. "Thanks Allen, we barely made it in time. By the way Timothy, this" she pointed to a big, tanned man wearing sunglasses and a huge smile "is Jerry our kitchen miracle who made it all possible." Only now Timothy noticed the mountains of food and sweets on the tables. His stomach chose this moment to try it's impression of an angry lion.

"Was that your stomach or is there a wild animal on the loose? Take a few bites, I just love people with healthy appetites."Jerry laughed. Nobody had to tell Timothy that twice. He dug in, only stopping once.

"Is all this really for me?" he asked.

"If you mean the food, then no." Allen immediately replied "But if you're referring to this party, then yes, of course."

"We want you to feel at home. We know you miss your friends, but we'll try to be your new family." Lenalee told him.

"Feel right at home, and at like it if you want. We've been toughed up by so many peoples habits, mine included, that yours won't make any difference." The red-head joined the conversation "By the way, I'm Lavi." Then he grinned "Are we gonna stand and stare all day or can we get this party started!"

Then he jumped on a chair, grabbed a bottle of what looked like champaign, popped the lid and shouted: "LETS HAVE SOME FUN, PEOPLE!" everyone laughed at that and the party was officially started.

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And that's Chapter 2. Tell me how you liked it, I try to keep them all in character, but I seriously lack experience. Calling Timothy's Innocence DP is not very creative I know, but when I checked they called him Divine Possession and I'm just to lazy to write that every time I want him to speak. Again, tips, ideas and helpful critics are always welcome and I value everyones opinion. I'll try to get the 3rd chapter done by tomorrow, but it could take up to Thursday.

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