So close to being on time! *pouts* This was supposed to be Kanda's chapter but I think there's more Lenalee. You probably already know this, but the three missions that Lenalee and Kanda are going on are based off fillers in season 1 and 2 of the anime. In order, the millennial swordsman, the leaf of revival and the crystal girl (because I'm too lazy to think of my own but can be bothered to look up the episode titles…)

Just a reminder, there has been a five year time skip, so the current ages of all the characters are:

Lenalee-13, Kanda-15, Lavi- 15, Allen-12

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Chapter 11

The young girl's hand caught on the ground, peeling away skin and allowing her to readjust herself. She flew into a few back handsprings, arching her body to gracefully and effectively channel the momentum. Her feet planted themselves on the ground, a few yards away from Kanda. She tends to fly head first, since she kicks off with her boots. But since her boots are her Innocence, that may make- Kanda's thoughts ceased as Lenalee once again left the ground. This time she jumped straight into the air, spun, then kicked off the wall. She flipped instantly, then the gush of air hit.

"Waltz!" She called, and her Innocence dutifully countered the wave tenfold as she continued rapidly forward. She was on the tree in seconds with no intention of stopping. Her boots sliced into the plant, digging straight into the bark. Halfway through the tree she leapt back. Kanda took the opening and sliced completely through, cutting the tree in two. Both halves almost instantly withered away as Kanda pulled the green gem from the center of the stump.

Kanda stared loathefully at the Innocence while Lenalee deactivated her own.

"Let's go." He shrugged in response, pocketing the fragment before running his finger down Mugen, ceasing the activation. Lenalee hovered by the mouth of the cave in wait. When he had almost reached her, she proceeded forward. It was times like these when Kanda hated the Order the most, and there was nothing she could do about it. She used to hate them too.

This mission had been far simpler than the last. The finders in the area had done plenty of recon on the location of, and abnormalities caused by, the fragment of Innocence. A few akuma had been drawn to the area as well, but nothing above a level two, easily slaughtered by either one of the seasoned exorcists. Getting the fragment from within its shelter of the tree had been mildly challenging, but nothing compared to the troubles brought about by the undead gladiator. Kanda's favorite part about the mission was the lack of not only non-english speakers, but speakers in general; this mission was a two day hike from anything resembling civilization. The youth had never been happier.

Lenalee, in contrast, was still seething as a result of not only his injuries from the previous mission, but the extended amount of time it had taken them to heal, compared to the last mission they had been on together. Those themselves were rare, missions where he actually found himself obtaining noteworthy wounds were even more so. In that regard, her continual anger was somewhat understandable. What was bothering him though, was the cover up. The ill timing had drug up a bad memory, and he himself was grouchy over the fact that he was her outlet.

Kanda sighed, because who knows how many times he had taken out his frustrations in a similar manner. Thus the angry pair proceeded, trudging through the snow, back the way they had come. A finder was to meet them halfway, then lead them back to a lodge where they would be staying. From there they would hike back to mockery of a town centered around the desolate train station.

Kanda sighed again, earning him mild glare from Lenalee. The look didn't sit well on her normal curious face, and a snort promptly informed of her this. Her glare shifted to a scowl and Kanda cocked an eyebrow in response. She rolled her eyes and stormed forward. He spent a second pondering the snarkiest thing he could do in response, before he barked out a sharp,

"Hey!" Lenalee instantly shifted back, mind surveying the landscape for the enemy on instinct. Another shiver ran down Kanda's spine and he whirled on his heel, coming face to face with a level two. He ducked, dodging the shower of bullets, then proceeded to combat roll out of the view of the oddly shaped beast. He cleared the area just in time for it to explode as Lenalee sliced through it, shrill cry silenced as its skin warped and combusted.

She landed with a faint thud beside him, slightly unceremoniously, drawing his concern. Before he could address her however, his attention was drawn back to the battlefield, where a horde of similar monsters of similar levels awaited. Lenalee glanced at him with a smirk, catching his gaze. Kanda returned the look with a sharp nod. He drew Mugen, swiftly tracing his fingers over the blade. He felt Lenalee's presence beside him vanish.

"First Illusion."

"Waltz."

The two attacks descended on the swarm, sending them flying back and straight into another attack. Within seconds the area had been reduced to dirt and dust. The girl landed silently beside Kanda as he re-sheathed his blade. In a flash, Lenalee's boots returned to flats and they continued their walk in silence.

When the finder was met at the designated spot, night was falling, making the journey to the lodge frigid and strenuous. The silence hanging over the group was tense, but ultimately inevitable. They reached the lodge around midnight, where the fire was dim, embers only occasionally jumping about. The daughter father pair that had also been searching for the Innocence was sound asleep, but also in the only room with anything resembling a bed. As a result, the three made do with the set of picnic tables littered about the main room.

"Hey" Kanda called. There was a distant crash as more logs were tossed atop the dying flames.

"What?" Lenalee replied, sleep forcibly dragging any venom from the word.

"Get that guy to wrap up your shoulder."

"What?" She repeated, rubbing at her eye, though she was more alert now. Kanda scowled at her feigned ignorance.

"You" he pointed at her, then moved his finger towards her shoulder."

"Shoulder, fixed, by him" he waved in the general direction of the finder.

"Now." Lenalee mustered a faint scowl in response, opening her mouth to protest.

"Either get it fixed or stop being pissed at me." He turned, unceremoniously stomped onto the table and lay down.

"Or both" he muttered as he rolled onto his side. Lenalee sighed then rose to meet the finder.

"Excuse me?" He stood up, having been hunched over the stack of firewood. He didn't say anything, merely glowered at her.

"We ran into some akuma and my shoulder got hit in an explosion, could you patch it up for me please?" He sighed, stomping over to the table. His pack was thrown down with a loud thud, making Kanda growl in his 'sleep'. She spared him a glance as the finder rummaged around for a medical kit.

On instinct she undid a few buttons of her uniform, before a blush overtook, her face. She usually wasn't treated on missions but after. Aside from that, only her legs tended to get hurt. On the occasion that the injury was to her shoulder, a female nurse would treat her. The awkwardness thus presented by the situation made her blush deepen. Thankfully the finder was still rummaging around his bag. She redid all the buttons save one, and carefully slid her arm from the sleeve of her uniform. The spare fabric she held against her defensively as the man turned to her at last. He raised an eyebrow, then smirked. He said nothing as he treated her shoulder until he was almost done.

"You can take it all off if you want, I won't mind." She tensed, tightening her hands into fists. She glared at the man who smirked but continued working on her shoulder. She cast a glance at Kanda, who had, at this point, genuinely fallen asleep, having been satisfied with the knowledge that her injuries were actually being treated. It's fine, I'm not some little kid. Lenalee told herself, annoyed with her actions, she returned her gaze to the finder, analyzing his every move like a hawk. When he finished, he announced as much by proclaiming,

"Done. Now how about a thank you kiss?" She scooted back, pushing off the seat and storming to the opposite side of the room in clear disgust. The finder chuckled to himself, then crossed the room. Lenalee, by that time, had returned her uniform to its proper place.

"You sure, not much else to do?" He sneered as she scowled. He reached his hand and she snatched it out of the air, twisting it behind him. He grunted in pain before she slammed him into wall, arm still pinned behind him.

"How about you take a hike?" All emotion was drained from her tone. The finder, at least twice her size, thrashed about in a desperate attempt to free himself. Her iron grip on his wrist tightened and she yanked his arm upwards slightly, ceasing his movements.

"If you want something to do scan the perimeter for the enemy." With that, she released, him, leaving him to fall against the wall. After he gathered himself, he whirled on her, mind full of ragful protests. Instead of hearing even one, she darted forward, kicked him in the side, and quite literally out the door, which swung upon by the force of the finder suddenly impacting it. She slammed it shut again and slid the latch in place. All finders were were well equipped to survive a multitude of harsh conditions and luckily for him, he had had enough sense to grab his pack before attempting to pursue her.

"Rough night?" Kanda said as Lenalee lay down on the neighboring table.

"Nothing I couldn't handle."

"Of course not" he smirked. They both knew derision in his tone was held only towards the finder. Kanda waited patiently until Lenalee's breaths grew deeper, before sighing and rolling over to look at her. Why are you still worrying about him after all this time? He glanced at her side, covered by her uniform, jacket and a blanket. Regardless he knew that beneath all three was a scar given to her by him. His mind instinctively darted back to Alma, to his rapidly healing wounds resembling scars that were then cut open once again by his blade in a vicious cycle.

Just forget about him. Though he no longer knew if that was directed towards the girl or himself.