Hey everyone, darkironprincess17 here! I might not be able to update as quickly as I would like to nowadays, I'm super busy and my grandma just came over and… e.e let's just leave it at that. Sooo expect updates only every several days not every day like I used to. . Anyway, Leah comes back into the story in this chapter.
For new readers, please look up my story 'sweet with a bit of death', in which Leah first appears. But you're not really missing anything if you don't. All you need to know is that she's Grell's best friend and married to William.
I don't own anything except for my OC's Leah and Jaymee!
Chapter 7: Leah's advice
They reached Vimy's crest in the early morning. Jaymee jumped out of the tank easily and he had followed into the blinding snow.
"Jeez..." Jaymee complained, shielding her eyes against the snow and wind that whipped at her face. "How am I supposed to aim in this weather?"
Grell got a coat out of the tank and put it around her shoulders. He gave Jaymee her bayonet and closed the tank door.
"Where are you going?" Jaymee wondered.
"I'm leaving for a little while. I have… a few of the Queen's escorts… waiting for me here." He lied. She didn't seem to notice the pauses and merely nodded.
"Be careful" She said.
"You too" He walked off. As soon as he was certain that she couldn't see him anymore, he got his death scythe and walked through the portal into the shinigami world. Leah was waiting for him. She smiled. Her amber blonde hair was barrel curled and pinned up messily with a large hair clip, her green-gold eyes shimmering in the sunlight.
"You're back" She said and hugged him. Leah had recently given back the powers that she had inherited as the child of death. Even without those powers, children of death were still extraordinarily powerful. She had retained her powers of telekinesis and her death scythe could still change forms. It was a strange difference for him. Her eyes had once been almost entirely yellow. They no longer glowed with bright yellow light, but were the standard shinigami colour.
"Would you like to come in for a little bit?" She asked, opening the door for him. The ruby ring on her finger seemed to sparkle even brighter than normal. He tried not to stare at it resentfully. "William's working overtime today." She said. Her new house was nice and neat, and as usual with Leah, nothing was blue except for a few things. Several new photographs were on the mantelpiece of the fireplace. He recognized their childhood pictures, some older pictures and there were newer ones as well. He saw some wedding photos and a couple of recent ones of her and William.
"Aw… I wanted to see him." Grell complained.
"As do I. I never see either of you anymore because of the stupid war." Leah said.
"So how come you weren't dispatched?" Grell asked as she set the kettle.
"I'm in charge of soul collecting for World War Two. For now it's like I'm on vacation from my job." She said as she set two teacups down onto the table.
"There's going to be a second war?" Grell asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, in a couple of decades… it's a waste of time, isn't it?"
"You hate war, don't you?"
"I was nearly killed because of one, and not just once." She pointed out.
"Ah, right…" Grell stared down at his mug. He hadn't touched his tea.
"Is there something on your mind?" Leah asked.
"You know me too well." He sighed. She giggled at this.
"You can tell me anything, you know. Is there anything I can help out with?"
"Yeah, I guess…" He didn't even know where to begin. "I recently met a woman a few months ago…"
Leah stayed silent as Grell talked, her hands folded under her chin, listening attentively. Once he finished, she stayed silent.
"That's it?" She asked.
"Yes."
She started laughing.
"What?" Grell asked, extremely confused.
"You're worrying for nothing." She said, still laughing. "If she really likes you, she'll understand anything you tell her. If she doesn't, then forget her. She kept a secret from you, as well, so use that to your liking as well."
"But it's not the same thing, keeping your gender a secret and keeping the fact that you're a bloody shinigami a secret."
"Like I said, she'll understand. The time will come soon, and you'll have to say it. That is if you really like her."
"Hell I like her! Why the hell do you think I've stayed around this long?"
She shrugged.
"Then I don't see the problem. As for the human part of the equation… the chances of her being on the to-die list are pretty great. So, when that time comes, I'm going to tweak a few things up for you and see if she can become a shinigami."
"Thanks, Lee-lee."
"No problem."
Grell stood up.
"I think I should go to check up on her. It is the battle of Vimy's crest after all..."
"All right, be careful." She said as Grell walked out of her house. She still hadn't answered many of his questions, but talking to Leah gave him a clearer head and helped him understand more. He wondered whether things could really work with Jaymee.
