Story: A touch of color in Grey

Book 1 : Shade the Black.

Date: 25 september 2018

Author: Me -_-'

Translate and Beta girl: AxZi :3

Fandom: D Gray Man

Avertissement: I don't own D Gray Man and I don't make money with this story.

Résumé : Having lands in the XIXth century, Ennael quickly realizes that she was made committed by the Kamelott family, fundamentally, the bad guys of DGM. Taking Eve's name, she became the company's lady of Tricia Kamelott and help her with everyday's tasks life. Now that his life is a little less chaotic, Eve thinks about her arrived in this world and make the decision to made her own opinion on the charact... people of this New World in spite of its knowledge of the manga. However, she quickly becomes aware of the social difference of women at this time and starts to have little for her future especially when arrives Road and the twins ...

French version: 24 chapters long :)

English version: Lyra can't continue to do the translation, however, AzXi accept to do it :) She try'll to translate one chapter a month, please, if you love this fic, thanked her :3

Fanart: You can see a draw of Eve and some fanart made by Kazemarune and Arya39 on my Tumblr (Ennael too). Also, Elogane made a canon side-fic but in french / It's "Nuancer les sentiments"

Italic : french, important thought (or both)


I was just about to forget to post this month chap...

Hope you'll love this chapter :D For today, Tyki and Eve play a little shamefull game :3 litterally

Good Reading !


Saturday, March 14, 1885

Three knocks at the door were enough to wake me up.

Sitting up, I stretched out and yawning, let my legs dangle off the bed. Preparing myself mentally, I let my feet meet the cold floor with a grimace.

In any case, I said to myself, grumbling and adding firewood to the fire with difficulty, it is not as if I had the leisure to act like a lay about. Not that I did that often in my life before, but I confess that it has often happened that I put my alarm clock for eight and half o'clock …. And then stay in my bed reading until 11 am.

Long live productivity.

Pulling my nightgown off past my head, I threw it into a corner before plunging my hands into the warm water. Then, I groaned. Because I forgot to tie up my hair and it now fell to my shoulders, covering my breasts and shaving the floor. Sighing, I shrugged my shoulders, the worst it could do is get it wet. After taking a swig of water from between my cupped hands, I threw it in my face without more ceremony. The guy who told me it'd wake me up was a liar: my head was still in the cl-

BAM!

A loud sound came from the door and reverberated through the wall.

Round-eyed, hands still in the basin, and my face still trickling water, I saw Tyki Mikk in the doorway, a big bag in his hands.

Unlike during our week together, he now wore a white shirt and suit pants. He had also shaved, and his hair was slicked back, leaving only a few curly locks framing his neck.

"..." I raised an eyebrow.

"..." He opened his mouth ... then closed it, a little lost.

"Hello…"? I asked, not knowing what else to do. I was still very naked in front of him. Well, I had on shorts and my hair covered my breasts, but I had spent the last few months hiding every inch of exposed skin, so it suddenly seemed strange to ... well ... not do it?

"Hello …?" He repeated slowly as if he didn't comprehend. Frowning, he let his eyes glide over my room before suddenly turning back to the corridor, abruptly coming to a realization. Locking eyes with me, he nodded towards the corridor with a guilty smile. "I apologize for the inconvenience, I made a mistake. They changed the table from the side and ... well I'm sorry, I'm going, um, maybe leave you alone?"

"Uh yes, please ..." I replied, blinking, still stuck in the same position.

He muttered another apology before closing the door.

"Well that a wonderful first impression ..." I mumbled before pushing my face into the basin, my cheeks no doubt blazing a hot pink.

To an outsider, no doubt the scene looked akin to a suicide attempt.

Abandoning, not without regret, my basin, I rubbed my face quickly with a towel before finishing my morning routine. In less than five minutes, I was freshly dressed and peeking through the doorway.

No one.

With a sigh of relief, I came out of my room, grabbed the breakfast tray and knocked on the door of the twins, my eyes nervously running from the doorway to the hallway. Of course, I could not avoid Tyki forever, but I did not want to see him right away either. It was far too embarrassing ...

After knocking on the door of the twins, it was not long before Jasdero came to open it with a shy smile. Handing him his tray, I lowered myself to take theirs before entering the room.

The wide open windows inside pleasantly aired the room despite it being dim lit, and Devit was already starting on the food. Not one moment were the trays laid on the table, the next they were completely empty. I had been a bit late this morning though, so I had to leave them quickly to join Tricia.

Surprisingly, I did not meet Sheril this morning, Tricia told me that he had not even returned after he went to see the chief butler. Not paying much attention to it, I accompanied her in our morning routine. It was one of few good days for Tricia, and as the snow had almost completely melted thanks to the warmth, it was easy to go for a walk as soon as it was finished. And I who had never loved to walk to the annoyance of my parents ...

However, we did not go very far. We had just reached the main hall when we heard voices arguing from the parlour. It was strange, because the servants were not used to fighting where the masters of houses could hear them, and it did not sound like children's voices either. After we exchanged looks, Tricia flicked the door open with a twist of her wrist.

At the scene appearing in front of us, I could not help but let out a laugh that brought all eyes on me. In my defense, Sheryl, the authoritarian Sheryl I had known in the last three months, was being battered by a Tyki trying to escape his big brother's hug.

Surprised by our sudden appearance, Sheryl hastened to release Tyki, who fell on the cushions of the couch with a startled cry, and dusted his jacket, his usual professional air in place.

"Come on, Tyki, get up. It's inappropriate," he said as if he had not tried to smother his brother a few seconds earlier.

For his part, I did not know if Tyki was looking at his brother in disbelief or if he rolled his eyes. Honestly, I think he was trying to do both of them at once, and it was an odd expression, a kind of sting mixed with oddly placed eyebrows.

I think that was what did it for me.

Backing away hastily, I was quick to leave the room and collapse on the wall right next to the door leading to the living room. Shaking with an inordinate laugh, I tried my best to smother it, giving birth to a kind of hiccup hissing, which was no doubt very disturbing.

"Eve? Is everything alright? You are turning all red!" Road suddenly asked from the top of the stairs. Zipping down the stairs, she soon skidded by my side, still in nightgown, a teddy bear in hand.

It was just heart.

Hmm. Trying to regain composure but still hiccoughed and legs trembling, I still couldn't answer and just pointed the door, tears beading from the corners of my eyes. With a strange look to me, Road leaned to one side, her face brightening suddenly as he recognized the people inside.

"Uncle Tyki! She shouted before running in full speed into the living room. I just had time to hear a "No, Road, don't-" Before a huge noise reverberated throughout the mansion. When I was ready, I'd entered the doorframe to see Tyki on the floor, one leg awkwardly raised on the couch, Road still tight in his arms.

"Road, sweetheart ..." Sheryl sighed as she approached the small pile of limbs to pull her out, Tricia on her heels, her face worried.

They both seemed to have forgotten Tyki. The latter, still on the ground, sat mumbling under his breath.

Approaching him, a smile still on his lips, I gave him a hand to help him get up. "Well, I think we're gone," I told her, causing her to look at me strangely before a look of understanding appeared.

" Oh really? I'm not sure public and private humiliation are the same," he answered me once standing, a teasing smile on his lips.

"Humiliation? You're being a bit unfair, I do not think that ... " I began to answer him in the same tone before a small weight gets into my legs.

"What are you talking about?" asked Road, his parents already approaching our small group.

"Oh, nothing of interest to you ..." Tyki began nonchalantly, making me wince. Seeing that Road did not seem to want to let go of the song, I was quick to continue his sentence.

"We were just talking about the status of human relations in French literature during the sixteenth century," I said to her in all the seriousness i can put to my face.

She gave me a flat look before letting go to cross her arms. "And how were you able to drift on this subject in just two minutes?"

"We were just continuing our ... morning's conversation, Road," Tyki supported me, advancing slightly towards her niece.

"Oh, so you have already met!" Tricia said happily as Sheryl put his hands on the shoulders of Road, the usual professional look that he always wore in my presence on his face.

"Oh yes, we met each other this morning" I replied with a smile that may be a little too forced.

"A very pleasant meeting, if I may add," Tyki continued with a smile that I called mentally sly.

Before I could test a well-felt replica, Sheryl put a hand on his brother's shoulder and told us pompously that they had things to say to each other. Tricia soon nodded and turned to her daughter to ask if she wanted to accompany us for a walk. She nodded and we had a walk up and down the garden until lunchtime.

The lunch itself was quite strange. Generally, I ate it with Tricia and, if she was there, Road and if they were in the mood, the twins. Sheril never ate with us, usually on business lunches or too busy to waste time on us. However, his brother finally being present, the master of the house spontaneously decided to keep us company. This, of course, triggered cries of joy from Road and his wife and the refusal of the twins, who escaped quickly to their room seeing Sheryl arrive.

On my side, apart from the time I had eaten with them at the restaurant, I had never taken my lunch in the big room in their company since my ranking was too low. And since I absolutely did not intend to engage in a two-hour meal that probably included too much people for the state of my mental health, I pretended I was discomforted because of my lack of social standing to start a strategic retreat to the room of the twins, despite Tricia's disappointed pout.

Quickly passing by the kitchens, I took with me a large, well-stocked tray and I quickly went upstairs to have lunch with the twins.

"Eve? Jasdero asked in surprise as he opened the door. "Don't you want to eat with the others?" Added Devit, coming towards us, his usual scowl on his face.

"To be honest, Devit, I think Sheryl is far from being a fool," I started by putting the tray on the little round table before turning to them with a knowing smile. "But to answer you, no, I don't intend to eat with them, as I much prefer to come and bother you two. "

Devit rolled his eyes but did not add anything and come and sit near Jasdero at the table. After quickly eating lunch in a comfortable silence, I proposed to the twins to play something.

"A game?" Devit grunted as I orderly placed the cutlery and dishes on the tray.

"Yes, is there a game you would like to play?" I asked as I headed for the door to set the tray outside, the twins following me as ducklings to my great amusement.

At my words, they exchanged a puzzled look before turning back to me without saying anything.

"I can also teach you new ones outside the ones you already know?" Or if they did not know any other than what I had already taught them, I finished mentally.

"Yeah, go ahead," Quiely muttered Devit as Jasdero smiled, excited.

"Okay, so ..." I think, taking one of the cushions from the bed to sit comfortably on the floor. "Could we play card games? I know several ... ah! But I do not have a pack ... " I mumbled, thinking spontaneously of Tyki before rejecting the idea. "After that there are the usual suspects, hide-and-seek, poule renard vipère, gendarme et voleurs ..." I listed as their eyes widened. I had already shown them these games, maybe something new? "Ho I know!" I suddenly said, clapping my hands, causing Jasdero to jump. "We can play un, deux, trois soleil!... huum... one, two, three: sun in english, i guess?"

"That sounds stupid ..." A sceptical growl from Devit contradicted his brother who let out an excited laugh.

"But I assure you, it's funny!" I replied with an encouraging voice, grabbing Jasdero's hand to pull him up before extending tentative ones towards Devit, patiently waiting for him to take them by himself ... or send me on a hike if he wished.

With a sigh, he stood on his own before stuffing his hands in his pockets. Undaunted by his misplaced pride, I rolled my eyes with a sigh before explaining the instructions.

"Okay, so when I turn around and say 'one, two, three, sunshine' you have to move towards me as quickly as possible, your goal being to hit the wall. Warning! if, when I turn to you, I see you move, you must return to the beginning!" I tell them, Jasdero nodding to the explanation as Devit pretends not to be interested.

Surprisingly, the game went on without much problems. I was expecting Devit to challenge me when I told him to go back to the start, and he did, but after five minutes Jasdero got fed up and made big eyes to his brother, who started off by dragging feet.
Unfortunately, I quickly noticed that, although the room was large enough, the game often ended in two or three times, which was rather uninteresting.

"We can go down the hall, it's longer," Jasdero suggested to my surprise. He didn't speak a lot... Happy to hear from him, I gave him a big smile and moved our little game down the hall. It is not as if the house owners will have finished their meals anytime soon anyway.

Once in the hall, I let Jasdero take over as master of the game. With room, it was immediately more fun and even Devit let out a smile when Jasdero rushed into a wall.

We had already done a dozen games when I again took their hands.. Devit had very quickly understood the game and was already close. In one or two movements he would be on the wall. " One two Three Sun!" I screamed before turning back quickly. However, instead of telling Jasdero to go back to the beginning as I should have been when I saw him stumble, I was momentarily frozen.

There, just at the top of the stairs was the entire Kamelott family in full swing.

"What? You play without me!" groaned Road before running to me to grip my waist. "It's not fair, I want to play too! "

"Of course, Road, you can play with us," I replied distractedly as Sheryl stared at us apathetically before pulling his wife to their room, no doubt for her afternoon nap. Tricia looked at us enviously and seemed sorry to leave us, but she gave me a smile and followed Sheryl.

"Well, what do you do? 2 to 1? For you of course," Tyki said calmly as she stepped toward me, the twins having decided to bother Road.

I rolled my eyes to his comment. "Are you sure you want to count the points? And on this account, I want to say that our first meeting was as embarrassing for you as for me. "

" Really?" he said incredulously, "I think what I've seen ..." He began to say before suddenly collapsing on the ground, due to a kick in the crook of his knees, perfectly dispensed by a bored Road

"Uncle Tyki is playing with us too, Eve!" she chirped cheerfully as the twins looked at her with a mixture of terror and admiration. That is to say, even Devit.

"Well thought off, Road," I agreed with an easy smile. "What if we play hide and seek? Go hide yourself, I'll be it," I didn't even have time to finish my sentence that they were already off at full speed. Turning to Tyki who was getting up badly, I could not help but let out a vicious smile. "A gentleman being knocked down by an eight-year-old girl? That deserves a point, do not you think? "

A bad smile spread over Tyki's lips. Ok, I think I just did a stupid thing.

At the end of the day, the twins and Road had just completely exhausted me, we had run everywhere, and I was pretty sure there was not one room left that I did not know in this mansion. Throughout this race, we also took the opportunity to continue our stupid battle with Tyki. We were now at 8 each and the good majority of these embarrassing situations had been produced by the opponent. I had personally used the children without limits and I am pretty sure that Tyki had used his powers once or twice.

Fortunately, the day was coming to an end and I had only one desire: to collapse in my bed with a good book. So I withdrew, again without embarrassment, from the usual family gathering in front of the fireplace I had participated more and more recently, claiming to Tricia to want to leave them as a family.

However, while I thought the day had been saved from any new drama, there was a knock on my door. Tiptoeing down, clearly remembering that episode with Sheryl, I approached the door with curiosity. And yes, you guessed it, it was Tyki who was asking me if I had Shakespeare's Hamlet. It seems that, having not found it in the library, Tricia had told him that I could have it, since she'd given me permission to borrow books.

"Oh, yes of course. I finished it, I'll give it to you," I said to him with a smile before turning to grab the book from my bedside table. However, when I turned to give him the book, it was not me he was watching. Following his gaze, I landed my eyes on the only picture in my room and could not help but moan mentally.

"Robin?" Tyki asked with surprise and looked at me from head to feet, trying to recognise the little loquacious boy he had palled with the last week.

"Tyki …" I replied, imitating his tone.

"..."

"..."

"I say nothing to my brother for you and you do not tell him anything about me," Tyki suddenly dropped, grabbing the book still in my hands.

"Deal," I replied, leaving him without further ado.

"..."

"..."

"We're tied then?" he offered with an amused smile, his hand on my wrist.

"That's exactly what I was going to suggest," I replied with a matching laugh.


AxZi Notes: I think it's amusing how only at the end Tyki could recognise her. Not very observant, is this boy? XD

Ennael's Notes: Naah, he really isn't :3 well, i don't really like this chapter, i think it's weird or i don't know... but, well, with my sheldue, i'm not going to rewrite it and it'll be funny later to see what i wrote when i was youger :3 did you like it? Please think about review!

Also, as always, if you want to try make the same job as Axzi, i have another DGM fic i want to see in english, PM me!