"What the hell dude", nagged Kanda out loud in the classroom. His classmates stared at Kanda.

It was his third hour, English. After the third hour Kanda had a break but he had been impatient since the first hour. He knew at the break he would be able to see his bean sprout.

His English teacher, Tyki Mikk, was sitting on his chair like a lazy wimp, teaching half heartedly and making 'funny' jokes about random stuff. On top of that, Tyki was also smoking in class and didn't bother learning the names of the students by heart. Tyki just addressed the boys as 'boy' and girls as 'girl'. Kanda hated dumb people and people who smoked.

He really wanted to get his stuff and walk the hell out of the classroom right now to find his bean sprout.

"Yes? I told you to go make some exercises, didn't I, boy?", Tyki glared at Kanda, but Kanda glared a hundred times more annoyed back.

Kanda's finger twitched. "Exercises, huh? Then give some damn better explanation so I will be able to make it. And stop smoking, you piece of junk". Seriously what the fuck. I wonder how long that ass has been teaching here, because he seriously needs to get fired. Dead people would seriously turn in their graves just by seeing this pathetic shit. I don't wanna hear this crap any longer. Che. For fuck sake. I want the bean sprout.

"Ah, for your behavior I perhaps should send you to the principal's office". Tyki smirked. He won't be able to do anything to me anyway! I'm a teacher, he's a student.

Kanda started to pack his bag already. He didn't wanna waste any seconds on that low-life teacher. He could kiss his ass goodbye. He endured the horribleness long enough. Break would be here in like ten minutes, plus it wasn't like Kanda really learned anything.

"That's some bold attitude you got there", started Kanda "If it wasn't for my katana being in the changing room I'd have sliced you open like a fish right now. Wouldn't care any damn less if your guts were spilled all over, just wanna make sure I'd never have to look at your irritating face again, you dumb shit".

He walked out of the classroom, slamming the door behind him.

Now that pathetic sight is gone, I'll go find my annoying bean sprout. I'm quite hungry but I forgot to bring lunch along. I never got the time to think about making any lunch this morning, because of.. well.. him. I can't stop thinking about him.

Kanda placed his hands in the pockets of his tight baggy jeans. He che'd when he saw a bunch of fangirls loitering around. He didn't want to be seen by them, definitely not with his current mood. One more bad thing and he felt like he'd have a mass killing spree.

Lavi was sitting at his desk in an isolated room at the Library. He took a sip of his coffee. In front of him was the thick book 'The Destroyer of Time'.

Page one.

There was nothing like a table of contents/index, just a page. It was handwritten. Written by former Bookmen.

Lavi had read the whole page. He thought his eyes were deceiving him. Did he read all of those things correctly? Were all those things on that page true?

'Long ago, way before I, D. Bookman, was even born, a war had spread out all over the world. Unknown creatures roamed the continents..'

Lavi kept re-reading the page. It was so astonishing but at the same time interesting. He never felt like this before. He wanted to read the whole book this instant. He wanted to know the truth. What did he mean by this.. this.. sentence? What does he mean by unknown creatures? This is almost like a fairytale- but Bookmen aren't allowed to write fiction.. only the reality. Lets just say.. the 'truth'. But this.. if this is true.. what unknown creatures? It's almost like a diary.. that includes some older information.. But hey, this diary thing is like 355 years old. There's 1658 written on the upper right corner of the page.

'The unkown creatures literally slaughtered, murdered. After decades, the war still didn't end. No one was able to do anything against the creatures in terror. Not only that, they were also too tough. They weren't human. They didn't look human, they didn't sound human, they just werent. They multiplied quite fast..'

Would something like that even exist? You've gotta be really kidding me to candyland, right?

'Around fall, 1225, the -probably- leader had been spotted near the very position I am writing this information down. He looked like a normal human being; but he spoke a weird language. Even though, that language controlled the creatures around him. Not only that. He had some sort of strange powers. Since then he had been officially given the name 'Demon Lord'. The creatures around him were named 'Akuma'...'

Weird language? Demon Lord? Akuma? I feel like I just read stuff I shouldn't have.. Or maybe.. maybe Bookman gave me this book because he's trying to prove something? Well, not like he'd say stuff that easily if I asked him! I always need to figure things out on my very own..hm..

Lavi closed his eyes for a few seconds, then went to the next page.

There were some drawings on the third page..., drawings that caught the attention of Lavi immediately. It were drawings of the Demon Lord's eyes with pencil. Cocky eyes and under it some weird, big mark.
The red-head sat behind his desk at the Library in serious horror. Before he jumped into conclusions that were not true, he started to read the second page.

'Later on, it had been confirmed. The Demon Lord's appearance. Cold eyes as dark as the clear midnight sky. Tiny black stripes under his eyes. A weird mark on his chest. Even I haven't figured out yet what its supposed to mean.. Long, dark purple hair. It's said the color changes into navy blue throughout the night. It's a mystery how one being that sounds so beautiful can bring such devastation to the world..'

Hahaha! It's almost as if he's describing someone like Yuu-chan~! ... ...Huh? Meehh naah, that's ridiculous. Yuu-chan doesn't have any black marks or something odd.., right? Whatever~ I'll just read on. Lavi took another sip of his coffee.

'The world almost reached its limit. It was on the point of eternal destruction. Then- something really strange happened. A small person dressed in white clothing, killed all the 'Akuma' wherever he went. He possessed weird powers. The complete opposite of the Demon Lord..'

This is weird. It's turning into some sort of manga story pft. Or perhaps this is some sort of.. old style manga? It's very nice to read but there's no way this shit can be true. You know what? I'll just ask Bookman. I'll definitely get the answer out of him.

He closed the book and got up from his chair, leaving the questions in his head unanswered.

enjoy xD no worries next chapter will be all Yullen \o/