Hi guys! Rhiannon here! Now it's my turn to wreak havoc…I mean…write the next chapter! Now, what Maddie said in the last chapter wasn't entirely true. I don't mind pairings, and my favorite pairings for DGM is Kanda/OC and Allen/Lenalee. I work better with writing OC pairings, it's just I didn't want an argument to start on who would be with who. Might, MIGHT work that out later in the story. Dunno…MIGHT…
Anyway, since Maddie won't do disclaimers, I'm going to save our behinds and say: Maddie and I don't own DGM or anything else possibly mentioned in the chapters. Don't sue us, for I know that I at least don't have any money…thank you!
Rain POV
I stared at the dining room, forcing myself not to drool. Lenalee had come to our room at seven this morning – thankfully, with coffee, though it wasn't how I usually drank it, I didn't think they had creamer yet – and taken us across the circular hallway to the dining hall…and I swore I was in heaven when I was told that Jerry would fix anything that Maddie or I asked for.
My stomach growled in protest to its lack of nourishment and I nearly stumbled trying to get to the counter, "Ah, you're new! What can I get for ya'?" Jerry asked and I took a deep breath, causing the people around me to balk.
"Three pancakes, bacon, three scrambled eggs, four waffles, beef ramen, two bowls of steamed rice, one bowl of fried rice, another cup of coffee, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, and teriyaki chicken," I said all in one breath and Jerry blinked at me before laughing.
"Oh, boy, you're just like Allen!" He laughed, dancing away from me and to the cooking appliances behind him. "Coming right up!" I turned around and saw Lenalee, Lavi – he'd walked in and gotten into line behind us – and Allen looked at me in amazement. Maddie just sighed and pushed past me as my ordered dishes piled up.
She glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, "You must not be that hungry today…that's less than you usually eat…" The people behind us fell over and I resisted a smirk, however true the statement was.
I just shrugged, taking my food and walking over to where Lenalee had directed me to, "Not really. Too much crap going on for me to think about food. Hunter's birthday was in a few days, anyway." I didn't delve much into the subject of my soon-to-be four year old niece. It'd set in last night that I wouldn't get to see her fourth year, and I hadn't fallen asleep until five thirty in the morning. Not that I was going to tell anyone that, but it was the point.
Maddie's eyes softened as passed me a plate that I hadn't realized had been missing, "Rain…I'm sorry…I hadn't thought…" I shot her a glare, telling her to shut up but she continued stuttering, so I had to vocalize it.
"Maddie…shut up," I said icily and she did as she was asked. It was only then did I notice the myriad of plates in front of her filled with pancakes, bacon, cereal, and other breakfast foods. I dug into my food, the other sitting around Maddie and I and doing the same, all but Allen with normal portions.
Within seconds, I'd devoured my breakfast and was cleaning up my trash when Kanda brushed past the table and angrily said, "Komui wants to see all of you." I shot him a glare which was sent back before grasping Maddie's arm and hauling her up to drag her behind me. The other exorcists quickly leaped in front and began to lead the way, fearing that I'd be like Allen and get hopelessly lost. I scowled at the implied impairment, but went along with it considering that I didn't know where his office was in the first place.
The scientist nervously met us outside of his office door, shrinking away from the cold scowl I directed towards him, feelings still temperamental from his little rampage about my laptop, "If you girls are going to be staying here and not be exorcists, we need to fit you for uniforms." The last word echoed as Maddie and I froze. The uniform meant a skirt…something the both of us loathed with a passion.
"…pardon?" I growled, eyes flashing dangerously as Maddie crossed her arms, sighing and elbowing me painfully in the ribs. "Ow, what the hell was that for, Austria!" The exorcists and scientist looked at me weirdly for the nickname but brushed it off.
Maddie rolled her eyes, not noticing Kanda walking up the door as she used my country nickname that we were trying to keep a secret, "Stop being impolite, Japan!" I got the look she was giving me and turned away to sulk when I noticed Kanda. I growled under my breath. I was saving that so I could see if I could get a reaction out of him…damn it…well, at least I still had the fact that I spoke Japanese. Ah, I loved annoying people, I thought as Kanda began speaking softly to Komui about some mission he was being sent on. I tuned it out.
"Whatever," I grumbled, understanding that they could do just about anything to us, including kicking us out of the tower to fend for ourselves. Komui laughed nervously as the others around us looked exasperated.
"Alright," we were led through the room towards two separate tailors in two separate rooms. I was measured by some elderly lady. I saw the skirt for the uniform and sighed, snatching it up and thinking of ways to modify it when I heard a scream of protest from Maddie's room and rushed out to see her holding a fist dangerously close to the tailor's head, showing that she'd narrowly missed punching the poor lady.
"I will NOT wear a skirt, old lady!" I'd have sweatdropped if it would've been physically possible and walked over to her, pinching the nerve on her neck that would cause her to cringe. I got the desired result and glared at her, not releasing my hold. (Don't own the Vulcan Nerve Pinch…that's a Star Trek thing…)
I growled, "Deal with it, okay?" She winced and nodded. I let her go, turning around to leave the room without an escort, exorcists and two tailors staring after me nervously.
I found the room, surprisingly, without incident and threw on my uniform before staring at it in disgust and ripping it off, finding scissors, needle, and a spool of thread in one of the drawers. I set off to work, cutting and re-sewing, and that was how Maddie found me three hours later when she walked in, no uniform bunched in her hand like I'd thought there'd be.
"No uniform?" I questioned through the pins I held in my teeth and she shook her head, plopping down on the rickety bed that screeched its protest quite loudly and in such a high frequency that it made me cringe and almost prick my tongue on one of the pins.
She sighed, "Nope. I argued for about an hour about the skirt before getting tired of that old lady and storming out like you did. I got lost though…managed to find my way back by following the smell of food." She turned dreamy and that was how I knew to leave her alone. Instead, I held up my completed handiwork and admired it for a moment before slipping into an adjourning bathroom to change without giving Maddie any explanation.
I'd changed the jacket so that cut off, showing my stomach and I'd put knee-length black shorts on under the skirt and wore skin-tight, slightly heeled (I couldn't get away from the heels, believe me, I'd tried) black boots that ended mid-calf. The sleeves billowed and covered my hands since I'd left them un-rolled and my hair was pulled back in a twist with the black claw-like clip that I usually kept it in, long bangs swept over my left eye, brushing against my shoulder with the slightest wave causing the strands to curl by my jaw. I put in my skeleton earrings that I was so fond of and put my grandmother's crucifix around my neck. I may have been Agnostic, but that didn't mean I didn't have respect for the heirloom…well, really, it wasn't an heirloom, I'd gotten it when she'd died, but I saw it that way and didn't hold a grudge against it just because of what it represented.
I walked out and Maddie looked at me for a minute before shaking her head and laying back down, turning off the light by her bed as she tried to fall asleep, "It suites you." I shrugged, slipping back into the bathroom to change into the sweatpants and loose tee-shirt that I had been using as pajamas and sliding into my bed which creaked and groaned in protest. I'd finally noticed the time as seven and wondered deftly how it could've been that late. I must've been sewing for longer than I thought I had been.
"G'night Rain," Maddie mumbled, already half asleep and I stared at the ceiling, not tired in the slightest but knowing that if I was forced to get up at seven again, I needed my sleep.
"Oyasumi."
Oyasumi- Goodnight in Japanese
Final Words: Yes, I do speak Japanese (at least, mostly. Still learning a bit) and, yes, I do like messing with people's minds, and considering Kanda's so...standoffish, picking on him and making him snap is going to be my character's main goal. Hence, the saving letting them all know Rain speaks Japanese just to mess with Kanda's head.
As for the nicknames...Maddie's obsessed with Hetallia, so we use the counties' names from there as nicknames for certain people. I'll try to keep you straight on who's whom. Rain's Japan (obviously) and Maddie's Austria.
R&R!
~WingedGoddess