I was addicted to some things. Yeah, lame excuse I know.

I'll just say I'm sorry for updating so late.

I WILL FINISH THIS STORY.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for Nalle and Yule's Sicarius.

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"I want to-"

"No."

"Please. She-"

"No."

"But she-"

"No."

"She would be fou-"

"No."

"Please consid-"

"No."

"Why?" A finished sentence, at last.

"Because," he stopped to get a sip from his mug. "I said so."

Allen sighed. Stubborn maniac Komui just wouldn't let him help look for Nalle. She is an Exorcist and therefore, very important and it would be fatal if she were to be killed. He wondered why she would leave the Order. Had they mistreated her?

Lenalee, too, had been wondering why. She had always seen her smiling, even though it was quite strained, a smile nonetheless.

Komui sighed and observed his endless work; he wanted and surely, needed a holiday. Work and the sudden disappearance of an Exorcist had caused much headache. He sighed and decided to assign a mission to the anxious Exorcists so that they would not offer and insist to help with the search the Finders are currently working on.

France, he decided silently, would be perfect for a holiday.

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As black clouds swirled and covered the bright, blue sky, she knew rain was definitely on its way. She observed the clouds swirling from the window of the inn and for the umpteenth time, she wondered yet again if it was the right thing to do, running away from the Order. She was foolish to think that she could have had found clues about herself on the same place she had left several days ago.

Instead, she found company.

Nalle couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity but she swore she had never seen this girl before, of course, since she had only met Allen and several others in the Order. The red head, though, had a beautiful, vivid red eye which was considered bad luck or so she had heard back in the Order. The other eye, luckily, was covered with fresh bandages. Her body still ached from the previous accidental event.

"You are very similar to a person I know."

"Excuse me?" Nalle turned from the window to the person who was sitting in her bed, looking at her with those eyes.

"Your eyes were the eyes of that person." She said slowly.

"Ah, my eyes. Yes, a couple of people had said that it had a peculiar colour." She said smiling slightly.

"If I had not asked for your name, I would have mistaken you for her." The sentence was barely heard over the roar of thunder. "They are beautiful." Her voice was like entrancing whispers.

"Thank you. I do like the colour teal but maybe if my hair is brighter."

And all went silent. But the roars of thunder and flashes of lightning decorated the deadly silence.

"Do you know," she awkwardly continued as she broke the silence. "what an Innocence is?"

She could feel the stare boring in the back of the skull. "No."

"Well, it is an Anti-Akuma weapon." She sighed. "An Akuma is a soul of person that was brought back by the contract of the Earl made with the person who wishes the person back or that is what people told me."

She looked at the red head to see if she was listening and surprisingly, she was.

"But it doesn't end there with a happily ever after. It seems that the soul takes over the body of the person who called it back. The soul is tormented and is forced to kill in order to grow." She explained.

"It feeds on hate and as you can see, when I said an Anti-Akuma weapon, the weapon was meant not to destroy the soul that was forcefully brought back but to send them back or purify them. But you see, Innocence can only bond with certain humans called Accommodators." Trying to make it as simple as possible but she seemed to be unfazed by all this. "I think that maybe, maybe, you are one of them."

"A what?"

"Accommodator or supposedly Exorcist." 'Like me.' She might've added.

"I don't think so."

"Like this." She took out the blades. "Innocence, Activate." She whispered.

The blades slowly morphed, becoming bigger. The handle was covered in bandages and the pommel has a thread attached to it and at the end, a teal coloured bead. The blade was big but light and it seems easy for her to carry them both.

Sicarius stared at it with a seemingly impassive manner but disbelief was evident in her eyes. A blade does not morph into another blade in front of your eyes.

"I don't exactly know how this has something to do with you but the power of your eyes said otherwise." Nalle stated calmly.

She changed the daggers back into its plain colours and placed it back into her pockets.

"Yes, I am an Accommodator." She sighed. "But I don't think I would like being one."

"I think I am." She stated suddenly.

"What? You agree with me?" she turned her head in surprise.

"I don't have any other explanation and you had proven that your statements were true." There was a pause. "I would like to harness my powers, if you know how to, of course."

"You wanted to- what?" she ignored the storm brewing outside and instead had solely focused on the girl sitting on her bed, holding her gun.

"Yes. If I am an Accommodator, wouldn't it be better if we could harness the powers to our advantage? Like for example if we somehow meet an Akuma, we could fight it and of course, survive." She stated matter-of-factly.

"But I-" And that's when a stranger decided to barge into their room.

"Excuse me? But this is our room." Sicarius stated, yet again but he, an aged man, seems to be not listening and was standing there, muttering to himself.

"What?" Sicarius asked impatiently.

"Innocence! Must destroy!" He suddenly shouted and he turned into a hideous Akuma, right before their eyes.

"Bloody-" Before Nalle could even finish her sentence, the inn room crumbled. Well, they wouldn't be paying for only one night after all. She grabbed Sicarius, hoping they wouldn't hit their head as a small part of the small inn was blown away.

People around had panicked and ran away. They were still on the inn floor, lying down. The Akuma was still there, staring at them.

"Perfect timing." She muttered.

The red head though, just stared intently at the Akuma. It was very similar to a staring contest but now it is a death glare one.

The tubes slowly moved, every single one of them that was sticking out of its body, and were aimed at the both of them that was still lying on the floor, motionless.

"Are you okay?" Nalle whispered urgently. "Innocence, Activate." At once the twin blades transformed.

The Akuma sensed Innocence and it fired.

Or so she had thought.

The Akuma had started to crumble. A very happy soul of a little girl smiled at them and thanked them. She disappeared as quickly as she came. Then, she realized that they were not dead. Nalle turned to see a stunned Sicarius with her gun perfectly wrapped on her hands.

The Akuma was purified by her.

Nalle turned back to see the last remnants of the Akuma disappearing. She turned again and hugged her.

"Thank you." She whispered, her innocence forgotten beside her. She could feel the girl tense on human contact but soon relaxed and awkwardly patted her back. "Now you had proved yourself that you are, indeed, and Accommodator."

"I did, didn't I?" she said with a smirk plastered on her face. She seems to have recovered from earlier shock.

"Yes. Well now, I think we better get going." Nalle stood up and brushed her clothes from dust and debris of the room. "I wouldn't want to have to pay for a damage I had not done."

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