~*~Purely Sadistic~*~
^Chapter Nine^
The four exorcists sat in a library filled with dusty tomes, where sneezing was such a commonality, the overseer stopped throwing them dirty looks. There were only three more of the over large books left (out of the twenty-five they needed to repair) that they needed to shove into the arc, and moods were better for it. Kanda and Allen had resignedly stopped bickering every time one of them sneezed and Lenalee had quit asking Lavi annoying questions such as: "Why did a Noah take you?" and "What did he do?"
To his shame, though, Lavi had several, um, interesting dreams ever since he regrouped with the others three days ago. Unfortunately, his imagination was lewd enough to stop sticking to the night time and occasionally… "Bugged" him during the day. It was especially embarrassing when Lenalee wouldn't stop staring at the red-head (apparently the female exorcist had giving up all hope of pursuing Allen after she thought she heard certain noises coming from his room, although she didn't know who he might have been it with). Her excuse was that she didn't want to lose Lavi, or anyone for that matter, so she made sure that no one, mainly Lavi, went out of her sight. It was slightly annoying, especially when Lenalee insisted she sit outside of the curtain whenever the red-head wanted to take a shower. To say she was getting on the male's nerve's was an understatement.
Despite the female's objections, Lavi felt it was better if he was left alone, preferably to brood. He did find something to do, though. In the archives Lavi was going through book after book and tome after tome. His green eye swivelled quickly over the old pages, in time to the malevolent banter coming from the Allen and Kanda direction. He ignored the looks that Lenalee was shooting him and immersed himself in history.
"You know, we're only supposed to transport and repair these things, not read them," Allen complained, his head hanging heavily in his hand. Kanda snorted in dissatisfaction, but in his mind, he agreed. It was incredibly annoying collecting dust. Although sneezes and grumbling were at an all time high, the other three exorcists merely waited as Lavi read, hunched over and immobile.
If you were an exorcist, where would you hide?
Tyki thought it over but came to no conclusion that suited him. After days of watching the Vatican before the exorcists turned up, had drawn up no conclusions and no leads. This whole town was squeaky clean and he had nothing to show he had made any effort. Then again, maybe the exorcists skipped town, taking that red-headed bastard with them?
Tyki sighed, coming to the conclusion that he would have to kill later than planned. He was walking by an impressive super mart when he heard a familiar voice call his name. The man turned around to see Road walking towards him. Her expression was grave, out of character on her usually bubbly-ish face.
"The Earl wants to see you,"
CAK: Er... I know this chapter isn't very satisfactory, but I have had a severe case of writers block that has lasted for MONTHS! Sorry for the wait, school was also contributary. I'll try and work harder on the next chapter, that's why I sort-of left it on a cliff hanger. Oh well... Oh and those who were concerned about my accident during the summer, I thank you for your support! My leg is doing much better (although I have diminished sensation in my inside calf...) soo...yeah!