Chronoa

D. Gray-Man

Chapter Seven


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The next morning, Christine woke up earlier than usual. Looking at the clock, she realized that it was only 4:3o in the morning. Sighing, she pushed the covers off of her body, shivering slightly at the sudden change in temperature. Looking around at the room she had been given at the boys' house, she briefly wondered how they were able to afford a house that large. Shrugging it off, she got out of bed and stretched.

Tugging down the long shirt that Allen had loaned her to sleep in, she opened her door as quietly as she could. The last thing she wanted was for someone to wake up because of her. She tip-toed down the stairs.

"482…483…484…" she heard someone counting. Curious, she followed the voice until she came to the door that led to the backyard. She opened the back door as quietly as she could, peeking her head out and looking around at the large, green backyard. What she saw surprised her, immensely.

Allen was on one hand, doing push-ups and looking like he wasn't doing a thing. According to the number, though – which was now 491 – he had been at it for quite a while. Christine closed the door behind her as quietly as she could, but his eyes snapped up to meet her anyways.

"Hello, Christine," he said with a smile. "500." As he reached that number, he stopped and brought his legs over, standing up.

"Good morning, Allen," she said, her eyes still wide. "What…erm, what are you doing?" she asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

"Training," he told her. She raised her eyebrows.

"Training? What for?"

He shrugged in answer and she laughed slightly. "What are you doing up this early?" he asked her, toweling off his neck as he made his way towards her.

"I don't…actually know," she shrugged. "I just woke up early, I guess. So I decided to come see if anyone else was up." Allen nodded. "Also…what would you like for breakfast?" she asked hesitantly. Christine wanted to make the boys breakfast, but she didn't know if they were alright with her rooting through their kitchen. To her amusement, though, Allen's eyes widened in hope, and his stomach growled as if on a cue.

"Really?" he asked happily, practically bouncing in joy.

"Really really," the blonde said with a small smile. She definitely hadn't expected the silver-haired boy to react with such…enthusiasm.

"That's great! Usually I have to cook for myself," said boy told her with an adorable pout.

Christine was glad that she had finally gotten a chance to do something in return for the people that had done so much for her. What she didn't expect, however, was how much she had to make for just one person! It made her wonder where, exactly, Allen put all of the food in inhaled.

He had finished three plates of food when Lavi and Kanda made their appearances, looking as if they had also been awake for a while, and fully dressed in casual clothing. The two took their usual seats at the table and waited.

"Well, well! This is a pleasant change," Lavi said with a wide smile, his one eye twinkling at Christine. "What's for breakfast?" he asked.

"Umm," she looked at the various plates of food she had scattered around the counter tops. "I made pancakes, eggs, toast, sausage, bacon, crêpes, fried potatoes, and some white rice," she told them, gesturing to the food.

"Great!" The red head jumped up from his seat and got a plate out from the cabinets, piling it high with food. Kanda sighed, rolling his eyes in irritation.

"Thank you," he muttered as he got his own plate and put a minimal amount of food on it. She smiled up at him, nibbling on a piece of toast.

"So, um…When do you think Officer Komui will call us back to the police station?" she asked quietly, wiping her hands on the jeans she had thrown on before cooking breakfast. Lavi swallowed before replying.

"It will probably be today. Child abuse is a big thing, they'll want to get it settled quickly," he said with a small smile in her direction. Allen nodded, his cheeks bulging comically with food.

"Plus, Komui knows us so he'll definitely get right on that," Allen said. Christine cocked her head. The trio of boys knew Komui? That was news to her.

"You guys know him?" she asked. She didn't see Kanda and Lavi give Allen a disapproving glare or him shrug helplessly. She was too busy looking at the floor.

"Uh, yeah you could say that," The silver headed boy said meekly.

"Really? How? I mean, if you don't mind me asking." She wondered how three seemingly simple people knew someone of such high caliber.

"Er, well my guardian introduced me, and when I met Kanda and Lavi, they already knew him, so…" Allen explained, a light blush staining his cheeks. She nodded.

"Okay," she replied, and left it at that.


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The day passed by slowly. It was a Sunday, and therefore they didn't have school. Kanda wasn't seen after breakfast, he had went straight back upstairs to his room after washing and putting away his dishes. Lavi had simply put his in the sink and sat down on the couch, popping in a Harry Potter disk. He hadn't moved since, except to make himself some popcorn. He was now on the third movie. Allen had decided to keep Christine company for the day, and the two had gone to the massive backyard and sat on the bench swing that had been there when the boys moved in.

"So, are you out here every morning working out?" Christine asked him, dragging her toes on the grass as Allen pushed them back and forth. His answer was interrupted by a shrill ring coming from his pocket.

"Erm, hold on a sec," he excused himself as he pulled a Blackberry from his pocket, accepting the call and walking a little ways away. "Hello," he greeted the person on the phone. As the person on the other end of the line answered back, Christine saw Allen's eyes widen marginally, before his face slipped back to a cool façade. "Understood. We'll be there shortly."

He slapped on a smile as he turned back to the blonde still on the swing. "Well, are you ready to go back down to the police station? That was Komui, they have your mother in custody," he informed her. Christine's eyes widened and she nodded slowly, pushing herself up off of the bench.

"Um, yes. Are we going now, or…" she trailed off. Allen took her hand in his and led her back to the house, calling for Kanda and Lavi to hurry their asses up and get in the car, that they had to go back to the station.

As the four of them left to finally settle the matter with her mother, Christine couldn't help but notice how perfectly her hand fit into the silver headed boy's.


A/N: I'm terrible sorry for the long wait! I've been fighting with my mother recently, so haven't really been inspired to write...Please review! More reviews = quicker updates~ They inspire me.

Enjoy.

-ZH