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"This child bears no Innocence," Hevelaska's words carried an almost unbearable weight to them.
"Th-that's…" Allen began – his sentence half stuck in his throat. "…not possible." Turning to face his comrades who had been at the masquerade ball, he continued. "We saw her destroy the Akuma."
"We all witnessed it…" Lavi muttered.
The Supervisor was just as puzzled as the teenagers around him. Hevelaska was never wrong and yet the exorcists claimed to have seen her destroy an Akuma. Whatever was going on, it made no sense.
"How did she destroy the demons, exactly?" The violet haired Supervisor asked. The three exorcists exchanged glances as they recalled the events from the ball.
"It was towards the end of the battle when she did it. She screamed and out of the ground came a huge snake-like entity. It destroyed the last Akuma and soon after that Kiyre was unconscious," The white-haired boy recalled.
"She also had three green crystals beneath each eye, they glowed right before the snake appeared," Lavi added.
"Not to mention, right after she fell unconscious the castle disappeared," Lenalee concluded. Komui gave a thoughtful expression as he soaked in the information.
"Well…there could be another reason behind this," Komui started, watching Kiyre sit down on the ground. The part of her mind that was awake was fully absorbed in the green giant that was Hevelaska.
"What other reason could there be?" Allen pondered. Lavi suddenly felt a knot in his stomach. It wasn't a big one, but enough to make him nervous and unsure. He knew what Komui was going to suggest, but he didn't want to hear it.
She couldn't be…
"A Noah," Komui's words struck them like a dagger through the chest. All eyes focused on Kiyre who was still fascinated by Hevelaska. Despite her divided-attention she had heard what the Supervisor had suggested, and in her own mind thought it out. "There is no other way to explain how she destroys Akuma."
Mistress Kiyre, the Noah? It seemed highly unlikely and yet, not an impossibility. To Allen it seemed almost comforting to know that someone else was in the same boat, metaphorically. But even so, if Kiyre was a Noah the Order would be in danger. Kiyre now knew the location of Headquarters – a valuable piece of information for the Noah Clan. If Komui's suspicions were confirmed to be true she wouldn't be leaving the Order, alive at least.
"I'm not a Noah," Kiyre chirped; appearing to have regained some energy. There were a few sympathetic expressions among the small group which led the brunette to continue. "If there is anyway to prove I'm not, I'll gladly do it."
As a result of Kiyre's determination to prove herself an ally of the Black Order, she was given a golem to keep a close watch on her every move. Unlike Allen's golden golem, Timcanpy, Kiyre's was just the ordinary black one. After explaining the golem's functions, Kiyre let the small bat-like machine follow her around.
Lavi couldn't help but feel frustrated with the situation. Now that Kiyre had a wireless golem recording her every movement, having a conversation with her that wouldn't reveal their connected past was impossible. If he were to say something that had eluded to their connection, the chances of his superior getting a hold of the golem's recordings were very high.
He would have to remember to keep everything about the past quiet. Should an opportunity appear, Lavi would take it. After al,l he hadn't talked to her properly for seven whole years. Sparing a sideways glance at the brunette beside him he remembered all the times they spent sitting on that cliff-face that overlooked the ocean. Things had been somewhat simpler back then. Although, life was always simpler when you were a child – regardless of who or what you were.
"So Kiyre, just make yourself at home. I'm sure you'll fit in just fine," Allen smiled warmly towards the brunette. Lavi broke away from his mess of thoughts and added in with the conversation.
"Just try to avoid Kanda when you can. He's a bit edgy…" The red-head laughed giving a firm pat on Kiyre's back. It must've been the reaction he received, but it almost certainly looked like Kiyre wasn't listening. Her blue eyes widened slightly as she seemingly snapped out of her daze.
"Wh-what did you say?" She asked timidly. The boys couldn't help but chuckle at her absent-mindedness.
"Don't worry about it Kiyre," The white-haired exorcist waved his hand dismissively before stopping in his tracks. Lavi and Kiyre halted a few steps ahead, glancing back to see why the younger had ceased to walk.
"Everything okay, Allen?" Kiyre questioned, head tilting slightly to the side. Allen paused before placing his hands on his stomach. For ten whole seconds there was a loud grumble that emanated from the white-haired boy's gut.
"Why don't we get something to eat then, beansprout?" The red-head laughed heartily. With a nod Allen began to make his way to the cafeteria. Kiyre exchanged glances with Lavi before following the younger boy.
Lavi knew Allen had one of the largest appetites in the whole of the Black Order. He remembered seeing his table divided into two sections, one side for the food to be eaten, the other for the empty plates. After finishing a feast fit for an army he would still have plenty of room for dessert. He could even recall the several times he had accused Allen of having a bottomless-pit for a stomach, but never before had Lavi seen someone contend with Allen's monstrous eating habits.
Sitting at opposite ends of the narrow dinner table Allen and Kiyre shared the same amount of dinner-plates, each filled with the same quantity of food. Kiyre's golem had taken a place amongst the forest of plates – along side Allen's golem, Timcanpy. The red-head sat a short distance away from the two, his simple meal looking rather insignificant compared to theirs. Who knew Kiyre had a stomach like the beansprout.
There were a few things Lavi still couldn't figure out about Kiyre. She was quieter than when she was younger, that was for sure, but some things didn't add up. Allen had a large appetite for a good reason – he was a growing boy with parasitic Innocence. As for Kiyre, she wielded no Innocence and she wasn't the same age as the white-haired boy. He never remembered her ever having such a stomach before.
Without turning his head, the red-haired teen watched the brunette. His train of thought was taken back to the night at the masquerade ball. How could Kiyre have destroyed Akuma without any Innocence at all? In reality it was impossible, but then again, in reality things like Akuma shouldn't even exist. Nonetheless Kiyre had managed to pull it off.
Remembering the fact the castle and some of the surrounding forest had vanished after Kiyre passed out perplexed him even further. From what they had speculated as a group, Lavi already knew that Kiyre's – what had, at the time, been presumed to be Innocence – had hidden them from the Akuma's sights, and vice versa. Things were beginning to side towards Komui's 'Noah theory'.
Frowning slightly Lavi began to think of another theory. Spells and enchantments weren't common in the modern society these days, but handfuls of groups still used them. The Bookman clan had been using it for a while. Stewing in his thoughts, Lavi ate away at his meal, chewing slowly as each idea passed his mind. Kiyre being a Noah still outweighed the idea that she used magic. With an inaudible sigh Lavi switched his attention back to the two feuding teens.
"You cheated!" Kiyre exclaimed through a mouth half filled with her dinner. Allen, who sat opposite her, held a wide and proud grin across his face. If he hadn't of seen what was going on Lavi would've easily mistaken the scenario, for instead of an eating competition, it would've been a Poker face off.
"No I didn't; I won fair and square," He replied. "You said the first person to finish eating seventy-six servings of curry wins. I ate it all, I win fair and square." Swallowing her mouthful, Kiyre attempted to reply with a smart comeback which never came. Instead of saying a word a belch replaced her answer.
"Pardon me," She apologised; half embarrassed that she had made a noise so loud. Having eaten to their stomach's content the three left the cafeteria. Just as they were leaving, Lenalee came around the corner, stopping to talk to Kiyre.
"I've managed to get a room sorted out for you, Kiyre. My brother had kept me busy with coffee rounds and all, but I got it done eventually," She smiled warmly. "So if you'd like I can show you your room now?" Exchanging glances with the two boys beside her Kiyre stepped forward in acceptance to Lenalee's offer.
Almost every room in the Order was of a similar size and standard. Although each room contained a bed and a cabinet, some held other types of furniture. Kiyre was more than happy with hers - even if it did reflect the gloominess of the whole building. A single bed sat in the far-left corner equipped with its own matching bedside table. Her bed lay next to the small square window which allowed some light to enter the room. Near her bed, against the left-side wall, was a small dresser with a mirror; made from similar wood as the rest of the furniture. The dresser had a set of five drawers which could store clothing.
As Kiyre entered the room, she took note of a wrapped package lay on the neatly made bed. Picking up the parcel, the brunette turned back to face Lenalee who stood at the doorway with her friends.
"It's a present from the Order to you, Kiyre," The Chinese girl stated as she entered. "A little welcome gift, I guess." Her attention returned to the package in her hands; which was by no means 'little'.
Untying the string from the beige parcel Kiyre began removing the wrapping. Inside were three rectangular boxes, containing brand new clothes. The brunette remembered that she hadn't brought any of her belongings with her and was flattered by Lenalee and the Black Order's generosity. A bright smile came across her face; the clothing meeting her likes.
Lenalee gestured towards Lavi and Allen – each exchanging a knowing glance. "We've got to go get a few things done Kiyre, but we'll be back in a few minutes okay?" Lenalee said suddenly. "Try on some of the clothes and see if the sizes are fine." Ushering the boys out of the room, Lenalee allowed Kiyre to try on her new clothing.
Over the past day and half they had been travelling, Kiyre had been wearing the same bland clothes since she had left Germany. It was relieving to get out of her white under-shirt and beige skirt, and get into some clean fresh clothes. Pulling on a long sleeved blue shirt she chose a pair of dark navy pants to go with it.
Neatly folding the remaining clothes Kiyre stored her garments in the draws of the dresser. As she shut the drawers her eyes focused upon the mirror. Staring into the glass of the mirror she frowned slightly; attention deviated from the look of her clothing.
Kiyre wasn't particularly fond of mirrors. They revealed to her all her fears, secrets and most of all who she had been and still was inside. The longer she watched herself in the glass, the more she wanted to break it. With a glare she pulled one of the sheets from her bed and covered the mirror with it, refusing to see herself in it any longer.
Taking off her shoes she lay down on her bed. The woollen blanket she lay on had been left bare since she had used the top most cover to conceal the mirror. The small golem that had followed her around since she had left the Supervisor's office flew within the room quietly. After thoroughly examining everything the bat-like piece of machinery landed on the bedside; its white face intently focused on Kiyre.
"Guess you'll be following me around for a long time, eh?" The golem stared back at her unmoving. With a heavy sigh she rested herself, tired from the long journey. Regardless of her previous emotions, Kiyre felt the feeling of being at home, deep within herself.
Author's Note: I am so sorry for not updating! I've had so much darn homework and bloody writer's block as been giving me hell! But finally it's the weekend, now 2:40AM and I managed to finish the chapter :D I'm in mildly good spirits now!
Okay, few more things have happened; more thinking and stewing over thoughts blah blah blah. Might give you some more insight into Kiyre and what Lavi is thinking. Hehe…I'm tired. It might be a while before the next chapter shows up D: I have four assignments due next week that I haven't even BOTHERED to start. I'll get around to them tomorrow XD. Write during the evening. :P
Sorry if my sentences and paragraphs don't make sense…it's pretty late. None of my betas are awake XD…
Many thanks to Wolfpup026 and Jemgi. HibernatingBear as been super busy with school work too so he hasn't had much time to help. Also on a side note; I hope Jemgi you feel better soon – lately you haven't been talking much. :P
Oh and I send my love out to all my readers and reviewers!
If you're confused, don't be – the next chapter SHOULD clear things up a bit MORE. If not…then…haha – you may need to write out an evidence/idea sheet :P They usually help!
Have a good weekend everyone!
Kaytlyn Hue