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| Mo |
I sat staring out the window at the pounding rain outside of my room in the black order – which I had finally found, contemplating what the hell was going on. I knew that I had died, the memory of it tugged at my heart, along with the hatred of those I left behind. However, I took this to be a new chance, an opportunity to start again in a new time – literally. I knew that I had no option but to keep my knowledge of the war and of D Gray Man to myself, it was all for the better anyway. However, I made a promise to myself that I would try to save as many as I could without altering the timeline. That would make a mess of things.
I let my mind wander, off to the characters. A smile tugged at my lips at the sight of Allen, Lenalee and of course Kanda. I giggled at the thought of him, wondering what kind of creeper he must think I am. However, I couldn`t say he wasn't attractive.~
Shaking my head., I snapped myself out of it. I never even managed to have feelings for anybody before, so why the Hell should I believe they'd start now?
I sighed, rubbing my sore arms and legs. I had been to Hevlaska today. She was even more fascinating in person. I had innocence in my body apparently, although for the life of me I couldn't remember how or when it had gotten in there. I smiled to myself, swinging my legs off the bed. I liked my innocence thought it was pretty cool. I was able to control water, to freeze, harden and make it sharp as a knife if I wished.
Although in the end, I guess I would have done just fine without innocence. I wasn't as weak as I looked, despite the fact that I was even shorter than Lenalee. Absentmindedly I ran my hands through my hair and down my back. No, I wasn't weak. The scares proved that well enough. I had been in many fights in my short life – ha, short. See what I did there? Anyway, many fights, yes. From schoolyard fights, to bloody, violent fights that I loathed with my mother and even some bar fights that I may just be proud of. I knew my way around the world and could take care of myself just fine. I had always been an outsider, knowing too much for my own good. Ever since I was a child I had had a fascination with the occult, with death and the afterlife. I shivered. I had already lived out my dreams, I had gotten to see it on a first hand basis, although I didn't remember much. Many people shunned me, I was, for a lack of better term, the pariah. However, over time, I learned to conceal my true self and go on about my life. Yet, there was one thing that kept me up at night. Her. The one who destroyed me.
I was suddenly ripped from my thoughts when a knock came at my door. Standing up I walked over and opened it to find a blushing Johnny on the other side.
"I-I have your uniform Mrs. Virgos." He said quickly.
I gave him a soft smile. "Thanks Johnny, and what's with the formalities man? Just call me Mo."
He smiled back. "Alright Mo. Hey, how did you know my name?"
My eyes widened as I clicked my jaw shut. Fuck. Just one day here and I've already messed this up. "You're really famous 'round the order?" I said, more of a question than a statement.
"I am?!" his face lit up.
"Of course, keep up the good work bro!"
"Gee, thanks Mo!" He grinned at me.
I nodded back, forcing a smile onto my face. "Anytime."
"Oh yeah, Mo. Komui wanted to see you in his office! It seems you have your first mission!"
My heart jumped at that. My first mission. Wonder who I'll be with~. "Thanks." I said, walking back into my room to get changed.
"Good luck!" He called after me.
I stared in the mirror after I put on my uniform, nodding my head in approval. It didn't look half bad. I had a pair of tights, like Lenalee and shirts instead of a skirt, which I had requested. I refused to wear skirts of any sort. A pair of small heeled black shoes were on my feet, matching the black order jacket that hugged my body tight. I breathed in deeply, wondering if this was real.
I sat on the couch in the middle of Komui's mess of an office. I could barely even walk in here, as he got frustrated with me for stepping on all his papers. I stared up at the map of Europe he had on the wall opposite me.
"Your mission," exclaimed the exuberant scientist. "is to go to Rome where Allen and Kanda currently are!"
Alright, so they're on the Matel mission. Got this.
"From there you will join Kanda on his next mission in ." He grinned evilly at me.
Lenalee walked over to me, handing me a steaming cup of coffee which I gratefully took.
"Are you sure it's the best idea to send her with Kanda on her first mission?"
I laughed and they both shot their heads to stare at me. "No, no. Trust me, I'll be fine."
Lenalee looked at me concerned. "Are you sure?"
I nodded back with a smirk. "Of course."
I tipped my head back, rolls of laughter escaping my lips. I lay on the train seat, cold can of beer in one hand and my legs tipped up onto the table. Two older males dresses in black sat across from me, laughing just the same. I smiled fondly for a moment, this was always how it was for me, with strangers. I enjoyed times like this the most. Taking another swig of beer I stared at the drunk males, shaking my head. We had drunk almost the same amount of beer on the train ride to Italy; however they were already drunk whereas I was perfectly sober. There were some perks to being Romanian~, which yes, I was.
Drinking with my father late at night had always been a things, and always a thing that I had looked forward to. We would discuss everything from Religion, to Science and Politics and back. I took in a deep breath, pushing those thoughts away as I looked out the window. This was my stop, this was where I was supposed to meet Kanda.
"Alright boys, it's time for me to go." I flashed them a smirk.
They gave a wave and smiled broadly. "Alright Mo! Maybe one day we'll meet again!"
I rolled my eyes, grabbing my bag and stepping off the train. I knew we wouldn't. I would never been seen in one place twice. Adjusting my uniform I stood on my tiptoes trying to look over the crowd. I sighed, knowing that for someone with my height it would be near impossible. So I walked over to a garbage can and throwing my beer can in it climbed onto it.
In the distance I could see the long, black hair I was searching for, and it's owner with a look of shock and disgust mixed on his face. I sighed getting off the garbage, this will be a long mission…
"You're my fucking partner?" He growled as I got closer, twisting through the crowd.
"Yep." I smiled and turned on my heel. "The next train to Aix-En-Provence is this way bro."
"Don't call me Bro, you tiny Brat."
I lifted one finger in the air. "Mortimer, my name is Mortimer."
"I don't care. I don't bother to learn the names of those who will die in a week." He spat. "So don't think I'll be saving you. Got it?"
I nodded my head, walking backwards and turning to face him. "You can expect the same from me Kanda, however there is one thing you should learn; I'm not one to give up easy." I swirled back around. "Otherwise I wouldn't be here now would I~?"
He stared at me confused for a moment before catching up, making sure to prove he was the stronger one here.
"You walk fast." He stated after a while.
"Yes I do. I hate people who walk slow. It's like they have nowhere to fucking go. What a waste of time."
He grunted at this as we boarded the train, however didn't say anymore.
