I can't say I'm too happy that this one is shorter than the last three, I mean, that really sucks! But I have nonetheless re-read, revised, and re posted chapter four of Yet Another Fangirl Story. I'm proud so haters gonna have to just deal. Thanks bunches to those who have read and reviewed~


Warning(s): Language and No-Beta!


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"Thank you again, C.C., for helping us!" That was about the sixth time Lenalee Lee had thanked me in the last three minutes. We both sat on crisp, white hospital beds, in the same room, with noisy machines on either side of us beeping rather loudly. Please just shoot me now.

When the Head Nurse had awoken, she immediately ordered the staff to ship the Exorcist and any wounded to the medical wing of the new HQ to be looked after, me included.

Out of the seven of us left, Lenalee, Miranda, and I were the only ones awake; Allen, Lavi, Kanda, and Noise were all still passed out.

"It's no problem, Lenalee; really!" We had gotten acquainted fast (It was either that or strangle her with the IV) and, apparently, were already somewhat fast friends. Miranda was too embarrassed to speak to us (She bit Noise Marie on the neck in a very lustful manner, remember?).

"Well it's still a miracle about what you did. Who knows what would have happened if you didn't save us."

I laughed awkwardly and gave a weak assurance while I replayed what really happened in the manga. Bak Chan would have come; pee'd himself, and then saved you all. But I think it was best if I didn't mention that. Instead, I shrugged and smiled over to where our very good looking, shirtless (squeee!) guys were still passed out. "How long you think they'll be out?"

She shrugged and eyed Allen down. "Could be awhile…"

Ok, I needed to distract her from mentally undressing Allen. "Then... how about we go get some food? I'm kind of starving to death over here." I clutched my stomach and put on a helpless look. I wasn't hungry at all; actually, I just wanted to get out of the room; all the needles and IV drips were freaking me the heck out! (I'm terrified of needles, you see; ever since I was a little girl.)

To my surprise (and Lenalee's embarrassment), Allen shot right up. "Food?" He had the cute little boy look again, one Lenalee, nor I, could dare think of molesting.

Instead of…that, Lenalee and I sweat dropped. I let out a small laugh and jumped off the pure white bed, stretching my stiff muscles. "Allen, you're such a glutton."

As if noticing me for the first time, Allen blinked and leaned back on his bed. Then, with a horrified expression, he pointed at me and yelled, "YOU'RE THE CRAZY GIRL WHO HUGED KANDA!" Okay, uncalled for, much? Yeah, that wasn't going to fly with me.

Feeling devious, I smirked and slowly made my way to his bed, one step at a time. "That was all a dream, Allen. I'm the new exorcist here!" I smiled when I reached his side and caressed his face softly. "General Cross was my Lover!" Oh, if only I could describe the look on little Allen's face... I couldn't help it; I continued with, "What's wrong? You know how he is; once he gets you in bed, it's practically a done deal!" And... Allen fainted.

Lenalee snorted and walked/skipped to my side, causing me to take not of the deep maroon anklets that were her innocence. "That was so mean." She giggled some more and patted Allen's cheek before grabbing my arm and leading my out of the room, more than likely just to put some distance between me and her man. "How did you know Allen was General Cross's student?"

Well is she wanted to play the devious bitch role, so could I. "Why, woman's intuition, my dear Lena-Chan."

She looked at me, her purple eyes confused. "Are you Japanese? You don't look it." Wow. That was kind of blunt, if you ask me.

"Naw, I'm German American (born in Germany, raised in El Paso, Texas). But where I come from, many girls with my personal likings use formalities such as '-Chan' and '-Kun'. It's a common thing for me and my friends." I swear I heard her mumble something about 'Nationality-challenged-kids'.

"Then what about the red streaks in your hair?" She picked up one of my blood red highlights and twisted it around her finger.

"Oh, that? That's just artificial dye. Most people do it to their hair. From where I'm from, at least."

She hmm'd and dropped the strand. "So anyway, C.C., how did you get us all back to normal? The only antidote was destroyed, or so I remember." I hesitated. I don't know why, but I had a feeling she wouldn't believe me if I told her a magic writing utensil brought me here (which was tucked safely in my boot). She noticed this and quickly said, "It's ok if you don't want to tell me! I understand; all alone in a new place, not knowing who to trust, not having any friends..." she faded off, a troubled look appearing on her face.

Ok, so she wasn't a complete bitch and I couldn't hate her.

I playfully nudged her arm. "Don't get all sappy on me! And you are my friend, aren't you?" I smiled and she nodded. I almost sighed in relief; I hate making people feel like shit (unless you're in the way of my business. Then I'll just flat out kill you.). Looking up, I noticed the room ahead was giving off a delicious smell of cooking meat and seasoned vegetables. "Well, I guess we're here-"

"YOU!"

We both turned to find a very flustered Reever, holding a clipboard; I noticed my name on it a few times. He was panting as if he had just ran a marathon. "The... the head nurse... nurse is looking for you." I, naturally, pointed to myself, slightly clueless, and he nodded.

Lenalee blinked down at me. "Why? I thought you had all of your tests done, C.C.."

Reever spoke up again, his breathing less labored. "She did, except for her blood work." He walked up and looked down at me. "The Head Nurse needs to take your blood so we, The Science Department, that is, can run a few of our own tests."

Oh shit. I literally felt my control plummet to the ground. "As in, take my blood with a needle?" He nodded, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Well I had a surprise for him. "No way in hell."

Lenalee and Reever both looked surprised. "No; but, why not?"

I unhooked my arm from Lenalee's and backed away towards another hallway; one that lead away from the Hospital Ward. My voice was already shaky, so why not tell them the truth? "I-I can't handle needles! I-I... I'll totally spazz out! I'll have a panic attack!" A bit late for that last one; I was almost hysterical.

Reever took a few steps forward. "It's ok. It will only take a few sec-" His hand lightly touched my shoulder, but that was enough to set me off.

"NO!" I screamed and slapped him clear across the face, sending him flying into a near by wall. ( I got that strength thing going on, remember?) I was planning on running away again but Lenalee just HAD to grab me under the arms and hold me in place. "LET GO OF ME NOW!" I was NOTgoing back to that hell hole to have my blood taken.

"C.C.! Calm down! It's only a pint of blood, it isn't that bad! And please! Stop flailing around!" She tightened her grip and I struggled harder.

Two new voices appeared; Johnny and Tapp, I believe. Soon, they too were also part of the struggle. Tapp grabbed my legs and held them still (after getting kicked a few times in the face) while Johnny went to get... did Reever say restraints? Fuck that!

They all quickly carried me, screaming and yelling profanities, into the hospital wing. In some rational part of my mind, I was aware that a large number of scientists were in the room, along with a conscious Allen and Lavi. But yeah, I didn't really care at the moment.

The syringe was pulled out and my long red sleeve was pulled up to my shoulder.

I shivered and, like the little cry-baby girl I wasn't suppose to be, fainted.


My eyes fluttered open... my best guess, a few hours later. My head was spinning and, strangely, my hands were throbbing again. It was so quiet in the room; I almost didn't hear the two other voices.

"This can't be right. Go check again."

"I did Chief; five times in fact. That's her blood work, and it's correct."

Komui was silent for a long time.

"Chief, we know she isn't a normal kid, but that doesn't explain the results."

Komui's voice was sharp. "Then tell me what explains her as being 'unknown'!"

Muffled arguments took over as I struggled to stay awake.

"Then explain why it showed up under the blood work. All it was supposed to put was 'Human' or 'Akuma'!"

"... Maybe she isn't either."

Their voices carried on, but I couldn't follow along with the conversation; I was already fading into blissful nothingness.