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Chapter 10:
We arrived at the docks without incident, which didn't help my nerves. I kept looking around. I wouldn't let them surprise me like they did in Spain.
"There he is!" Lavi said "Yu-chan!" He called at Kanda who was waiting, hand on hilt, also probably noticing the absence of Akuma. Maybe they got smart? But that's not likely. He looked at the bouncing redhead that was coming his way with loathing, just as Lavi got up to him he unsheathed his sword, okay fine, Mugen, with a swift, smooth motion and placed it at Lavi's neck.
"Don't call me that." He hissed through gritted teeth, making his warning clear. Bookman and I walked up as he sheathed his sword. "Baka usagi." He said turning from Lavi to the crowd once more.
"They're not going to attack it seems." I said softly looking at the crowd too. "Not today anyway." I tightened my jaw as an image of Max disintegrated before my eyes. While he disintegrated, he turned into different people, too many to count, faces of people I'd seen die like that. People I didn't even know the names to. It didn't matter either- they were dead. It was the past- it was unchangeable. It didn't matter. Thinking about it was too troublesome.
Those who die- die.
Those who live- live.
Thinking beyond that was just too troublesome.