Recap:
Death.
That was the very sensation she was expecting to feel right after she killed herself.
She is ready to submit to it and all. However she woke up from an explosion only to realize that she is alive and finds herself inside a manga consisting of an akuma and a white haired boy exorcist as the protagonist.
And logic being thrown out from a window like a useless tissue paper.
Disclaimer:
I do not own D. Gray Man, Katsura Hoshino does.
I do not own Vocaloid, I just love it.
I only own my OC's.
"Tell me why I lost my mind
Tell me why I keep closing my eyes
Tell me why I missed to find-"
Impossible.
It is just too impossible.
The black haired girl cannot believe her own eyes. She was very well convinced that she had killed herself by slitting her left wrist and all. Nonetheless, here she is now, infront of an entity that she had only seen in manga, a being known as a level two akuma and a white haired fifteen year old exorcist, which she knew as Allen Walker.
Just plain impossible.
Eventhough she just unceremoniously found herself into this mess, she kind of have an idea on what is happening right now. She is an otaku and being one, she knows the plot, the episodes and especially the characters of this particular anime.
Hell, she had bought the entire manga collection except one, volume 8. Ungortunately, some people who knows of her knowledge about these stuff look down on her and even have the nerve to insult her only passion in life. Inhuman beings.
'They clearly don't know anything.'
Only few people had been successful enough to be able to understand her, which includes her friends.
And thinking about them made her stomache churn painfully in worry.
Is she going to be alone now?
Still, she cannot help but doubt her eyes as she witness the scene unfolding infront of her like some crappy slow motion. She simply, undoubtly, obsessdly aware of how she love her anime collections. For her, being able to indulge oneself into their stories make her feel how to be free of the pains of reality, a vindication of her life. And now, seeing this realm existing like reality is like seeing a taunting dream that would dispappear in an instant.
So unreal.
Definitely impossible.
'Maybe if I slap myself I'll wake up?That this is just a dream in a coma? Or I really am in a coma? Is this heaven? Purgatory?' She continue to blabber on inside her head, putting her rational thought in action.'No- no. It is definitely not-'
"WATCH OUT!" She swear someone had shouted out at towards her direction.
"Eh?"
'Could it be-?'
'BOOM!'
A loud explosion broke out. This time, the tremor was a hell lot greater than the first ones she had heard.
She tried to squint open her eyes amidst the smoke to see a figure looming over her, or more like protecting her.
She noticed it is the 'Allen Walker'.
By the love of Christ-
The girl, being aware of her position, became a little flustered. Who would blame her? The mere thought of someone near her and definitely the presence of the live ALLEN WALKER protecting her-
Oh, the heavens.
Dammit to hell, she's not some damsel in distress in Disney Movies who only go sissy and sweet with their prince. But as a renowned loyal otaku, this kind of dream to see an anime character in real life or even in a dream up close, is called nirvana.
But before she can even go on with her anime convictions and by laws, she felt a stabbing pain throb painfully in her ankle.
She must have twisted it, or worst had broken it.
"Ah- Ouch." She muttered painfully as she find herself leaning against a wall.
And realization dawned upon her like when drinking ten cups of hot Starbucks coffees in the early morning just to clear her mind after a strenous night.
'Oh Sherlock.'
Now, she is sure that what she is experiencing is real pain. Curse logic.
"Are you alright? I'm sorry I cannot avoid that hit a little sooner Miss." She heard someone say beside her. She looked at her left to seethe protagonist of this anime smiling genuinely at her.
And this made her stutter like hell from nervousness.
"Uh- ah! I'm okay! I'm fine!" She said, kind of blushing. She can't help not to gaze up his features especially his scar and left arm like an amazed person and not as some pervert ofcourse..
"You're truly him..."The black haired girl said unconsciously while tracing a small line on the said male's scar.
"Eh? Wha- Miss?"
Now, it is the white haired male's time to be surprised.
'So this is Allen Walker, huh?' She thought for a second and retreated her hand instinctively with a small yelp.
Seriously, what was she thinking?
"Ah!I'm sorry! I mean! Ah, well umm your uniform-" She said with a small smile. "-you are an exorcist right?"
How she hope he would buy that.
"How do you know?"
And he did.
"Um. I just know that people with those uniforms are called exorcists. That's it.." She said carefully and timidly as if to imply that she was guessing at his identity. Afterall, it would not be sightly to gauze suspicions towards herself.
"I see. Ah! I completely forgot!" The male faced her completely, still with that genuine smile.
"Wh-What?" She cannot help but asked, a little nervous. What would he try to do to her?
"My name is Allen Walker, an exorcist. Nice to meet you!" He extended his right hand toward her. "Umm, may I ask your name Miss?"
That completely got her off guard.
"I- I'm..."
"My mission is to retrieve the innocence. Now give it to me before the akuma will get here." A man with dark blue hair said or more like demanded.
'Cough. Cough'
"N- NO!" A little girl with blond hair answered back stubbornly, extending her small frail arms as if to hide the other male's form behind her cloaked figure.
"I WON'T LET YOU HAVE GUZOL!"
"Don't interfere kid. Now hand it out!" The man with blue hair replied roughly with a snort. How can he do his job perfectly if things would start to always go against his plans.
Still, even with the glares he is giving her, the girl only stands straight like a wall between him and Guzol with her stretched arms .
"We don't have time. Now- " He was cut off from his sentence when-
"Exorcist-sama, I am here to report the matter outside about the akuma and the other one." A man dressed in a pale light brown coat with bandages in his face said, as he entered the small room. He held a broken item in his hands. Something that look like...
"Toma what is happening outside?" The dark haired man asked, facing away from the the stubborn girl and the doll to get a look at the finder infront of him.
"Timcanpy was broken by the akuma. Luckily it is able to recuperate-" In an instant Timcanpy, the said golem, was completely back to normal.
"Good." The dark haired guy, addressed as an exorcist said. "Timcanpy show us what happened."
As if on cue, Timcanpy showed them what happened; about the white haired boy exorcist being bitten by the Akuma, it being able to level up, the akuma having the power to copy especially Allen's innocence...
"That idiot moyashi." The exorcist snorted.
Stupid.
The style and glitch of the copying abilities of the akuma, all being taken in inside his mind like data.
"If that idiot akuma would show up, I'll kill him for sure."
-And on the last part, a girl with black hair and brown eyes who appeared out of nowhere and was almost get killed by an explosion thanks from the moyashi saving her.
He cannot help but raised curious brow.
'What in the world is a human doing in this place?' He asked himself subconsciously, not knowing of the fact that the Doll and the little kid was already gone off somewhere.
And also unaware of the fact that the akuma was already beside him, waiting for the right time to attack.
"-Another me inside
kokoro goe o karashi te
zara tsuku itami o mune no oku he nejikon da"
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-Down To You by Abingdon Boys School
LOL~! EDITED AGAIN!
-Jacqueline
yeah, yeah, working for another chappy ofcourse...but kinda stuck with the plotting...agr.
