The Deceiver- The Third Night: Caught

Uh so here's the next chapter. To anyone who reads this, sorry for the delay. I don't own D Gray Man.

Lavi lay sprawled on his bed, flicking listlessly through a book that failed to hold his attention. He didn't know what to do so he'd come back to his room to mope around and ponder the Valhe problem. He was honestly at a loss of what to do. No one was listening to him and with Lenalee hospitalised, he wasn't going to get much attention from anyone about anything. Everyone loved Lenalee, he did too, so he knew how important it was for her to receive a lot of attention. He hoped she would recover, it looked good so far. Valhe had obviously wanted to scare him off, not kill anyone. The unexplained death of anyone in the order meant everyone else fell under suspicion and they were closely monitored as a result of this. Lavi would bet all his money that that was the reason why Valhe hadn't killed Lenalee.

With a sigh, Lavi chucked the book across the room to land in a large pile of other books. He had to do something about Valhe, moping wasn't going to get him anywhere. But he didn't want to do it alone. Who could he ask for help? Lenalee was out, people in comas weren't much help. Allen was also out as people caring for people in comas couldn't do much of anything either. Plus, Allen was a Valhe supporter, he didn't find her suspicious in any way. Komui was out, he was way too busy. Reever was out, he was even busier. Bookman was out, he never listened to Lavi's personal interests. Valhe was out as she was the suspect, asking her to help investigate her was stupid. That left only one person.

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"No,"

"But Yu," Lavi whined again. "You said you'd help."

"Only after you fond some proof." Kanda spooned some soba into his mouth, determined to ignore the enthusiastic Bookman next to him. Lavi wasn't going to give up that easily though.

"But I don't want to do it alone." Lavi leant over Kanda to grab a napkin and began to tear it up absently, just to occupy his hands.

"You're getting that stuff in my hair." Kanda said irritably, shaking his locks, the pony tail smacking Lavi in the face.

"Well I'll take it out if you help me." Lavi said hopefully.

"You really are stupid," Kanda sighed, finishing off the last of his noodles. "I can get it out myself baka usagi."

"Oh come on Yu," Lavi grumbled. "Stop being a pain in the butt and help me search her room."

"No!" Kanda said coldly and stood up, abandoning the empty plate. "I'm going to my room. Leave me alone." He then proceeded to walk out of the hall…..his arm bearing a new accessory.

"Get off me!"

"Please Yu!"

"No!"

"You know you want to."

"Actually, I don't"

"I'll be your best friend."

"I don't want you as a best friend."

"Best enemy?"

"Tcch,"

"What does that mean?"

"It means get off of my arm and get a life!" Kanda finally lost what little patience he had left and fiercely shook the disgruntled exorcist off his arm.

"Ouch Yu, that hurt," Lavi plastered a wounded expression on his face. "Why do you always hurt me?"

"It's your own fault baka," Kanda said simply. "if you don't want to get hurt, stay away from me."

Lavi watched the only person he could possibly come to for help walk away and groaned in defeat. Why did Yu have to have such a temper and a stubborn streak longer than a mile? Now Lavi was on his own until he found some proof and even then, would Yu still accept it? He was getting desperate. Valhe could easily strike again, and soon.

Lavi scrambled to his feet and stormed away to go and investigate Valhe's room on his own. He was going to find the evidence he knew was out there, even if he got hurt in the process. The Black Order had a war to win, and they didn't have the time to deal with a traitorous exorcists. Lavi owed it to the place that had accepted him so easily. He would dig deep to find the rotten core, and expose it at any means possible.

It's master had held out their hand, ordering him to find and attack. Find and attack, find and attack, find and attack.

But not kill.

Not kill, not kill, notkillnotkillnotkillnotkill!

Just hurt, remove the player from the deadly game they were playing. The game was playing out, playing out, playing out.

It's master had played its knight, it was the knight and it had dealt a shocking blow to the other team. Shocking, shocking, shockingshockingshocking.

The other team had done nothing but move pawns around, tring to find the strategy it was using. But it was no use, it's master was cunning, clever, deadly.

But who was the other team's queen? Its master was the queen but who was the star piece for the other team?

They had to find it and kill it!

Killit, kill it, kill it, kill it, killitkillitkillitkillitkillitkillitKILLIT!

KILL IT!

Lavi knocked on the door cautiously, not knowing if Valhe was in her room or not. Luckily, he got no reply so he turned the knob and entered carefully, quietly.

The room was dark like all the rooms in the Black Order, due to the lack of windows in most areas of the headquarters. Occupying one section of the room was a single bed, the sheets crumpled and unmade. Along another side of the room ran a desk. It was neat, creating a contrast with the bed. There was a stack of files and papers, and a pencil pot. Clothes littered the floor, though there seemed to be an order to them, and a collage of photos lined one wall.

Lavi crept over to the desk and picked up the first paper on the pile.

Akuma killed: 6

Total Akuma present: 17

Deaths: One finder- Harry Ferring- Akuma Virus

Our mission was too…

It was just a draft of a mission report, nothing there gave anything away. Lavi put it aside and selected the next piece of paper. This time, it was a light and detailed sketch of a snake coiled around an apple. There was a small label in cursive writing.

So Adam and Eve were convinced by the serpent and their minds were poisoned...

Lavi frowned. What was a picture inspired by Adam and Eve doing here? Was Valhe a Christian? He hadn't pegged her for one so maybe the picture had another meaning. But if so, what as it?

Lavi sorted through another papers but only found more cryptic sketches and mission report drafts. Annoyed at the lack of anything solid, he placed the papers back exactly where he found them and moved over to the photos.

There was a couple of Valhe and Lenalee smiling broadly, the black and white pictures hiding the ice blue of Valhe's eyes. Lavi clenched his fist as he stared at the smile Lenalee wore. Why would Valhe hurt her? Weren't they friends? Lavi pushed past his anger and stared at the remaining 3 photos. There was one of Valhe in her exorcist uniform, her sword ready to strike and her smile wide. It was nothing special so Lavi focused his attention on the last two.

The first one was a boy with what looked to be dark hair dangling his feet in a river. His face looked peaceful though his clothes were ragged and his body emaciated. Was the boy her brother? Or maybe a friend? It revealed no secrets though so it held no interest to Lavi.

The final picture merely showed the back of a girl. Her hair was long, reaching her hips and she wore a simple frock. For some reason, the picture intrigued Lavi. The reason however, was unknown to the red haired Bookman so he simply took another long look at the picture and moved away. As he turned to look under the bed (maybe he'd find a diary) he heard a surprised voice exclaim.

"What are you doing here?"

Ooh Lavi is caught.

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