Author Notes: The International Date Line is one evil thing! D8 I have experienced its after effects and it isn't that enjoyable...
Disclaimer: I don't own D.Gray-Man or anything related to it.
Tiedoll wasn't looking all that great either. Like his student, the International Date Line has done nothing but make him more exhausted than he already was from the restless sea travelling. "Well then!" Tiedoll smiled half-energetically, "Shall we try and locate a place to rest for the rest of the day before the effects of the International Date Line harm us anymore?"
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A grey haired old man shook the black haired boy feverishly; in high hopes of waking up the teenager who was still sound asleep in bed. However, the teenager responded with a grumble and rolled over and returned to sleep. "Come on Yuu! Time to get moving!"
The older man complained to the teenager. Several more shakes and he had completed his job. The Japanese boy grabbed the hilt of sword and slowly tapped his master's forehead with the tip of the katana's sheath before the Japanese boy said with a slurred voice as if he had just been drunk, "Shuddup… I need ta sleep…"
The general sighed, "But we need to reach Peking by dusk, Yuu. If we don't get moving now…"
"Che…" Kanda threw his sheets aside and sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. He hated waking up at dawn; it always made his patience become a lot shorter and made his mood terrible.
Yesterday when they got off the ship, Kanda was so tired out from the sea travelling that as soon as he took off his exorcist coat and came into contact with the bed, he had fallen asleep without even changing. As he scrambled out of bed still half asleep, he put on his exorcist coat and buttoned up the large silver buttons swiftly.
Kanda's exorcist coat was now slightly worn out from all the battles that he's been in against the akuma in the past year. The silver buttons and the shining rose cross on his chest were now scored with millions of tiny faint scratches. The white cuffs of the coat were now slightly grey.
Kanda his hair loose before tying up his hair in a high ponytail again, leaving two thick strands of hair at beside his face, making his face look sharper that it already is. "Breakfast?" Tiedoll handed him a croissant as big as one's fist and held out Mugen to him.
Kanda grabbed Mugen and the place with the croissant on it. "Let's go then, General." The Japanese boy stuffed the croissant in his mouth and opened the door with his foot. As he walked down the corridor, a inn staff stood there with a trolley of dirty plates and cutlery. Kanda placed the plate neatly on top of the stack of dirty plates and continued on his way while the staff just stared after him and Tiedoll walk off quickly towards the exit that leads to the outside world.
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The marketplace was lined with millions of stalls selling different things; fresh fruits, herbs, vegetables, chickens, pigeons and all sorts of poultry held captive in bamboo cages. At some stalls, they even have small monkeys trapped in cages for sale. It may seem cruel for people to capture these small creatures, saw open their skills while they're still alive and pour in hot oil on the brains then scoop the poor monkey's brains out while it was still alive. It may all seem very cruel, but the Chinese believe that eating monkey brains can cure impotence.
Not only was the marketplace lined with millions of stalls selling a wide variety of goods, the marketplace was also over crowded with people trying to buy vegetables and meat for their families for dinner that night. Crabs bound with strong pieces of string made from bamboo dangled from people's hands which held other things like bundles of vegetables and meat. Both men and women wandered around the stalls, looking for the ingredients required for producing a tasty dish for their families.
"Excuse me! Sorry!" A small twelve year old Chinese girl with her long hair tied in two pig tails apologized as she pushed through the crowd hurriedly. She carefully carried a bunch of vegetables which were bound with the bamboo string and a fat chicken that flapped its wings feverishly as its cage swung to the left and right while the girl hurried through the crowd. The young girl wore a simple loose light blue coloured top with a fish-shaped buttons decorating each sleeve and a few that lead from the collar to the side of her chest that helped keep the clothing together. She wore a matching pair of white bagged pants and a pair of black Chinese shoes. Like most of the girls her age, the twelve year old Chinese girl had her ears pierced.
Turning to look up at one of the men who glared at the young girl for bumping into him, she bowed at him and apologized a million times before she ran off again. The crowd was starting to thin out, but it wasn't long before she bumped into another person. This time, she accidentally dropped the vegetables and the cage with the chicken inside it, making the cage door fly open and the chicken inside stepped out into freedom. Without looking up, the young girl apologized for the bazillionth time of the day, "I'm so sorry for bumping into you!" She bowed at the young fourteen year old who stood before her staring at her.
"It's okay, you don't have to apologize." A kind voice came from someone before her.
The twelve year old Chinese girl looked up curiously at the Asian boy who had long hair tied up in a high ponytail with two thick strands of hair framing his feminine looking face; he also had a straight cut fringe. The Asian boy wore a black and white long coat which reached mid-calf with a belt dangling undone beneath the high collar and one around his waist. Underneath the long coat the boy wore a pair of black pants and a pair of black boots with a sheet of metal around the toes. In his right hand, she recognised a sword. She let out a small gasp at the sight of the weapon.
Behind the Asian boy stepped out a figure that was slightly taller than the boy. He had grey frizzled hair, a moustache, a pair of glasses perched on the bridge of his nose and he wore the same clothes as the young boy who seemed only two years older than her. The clothes were exactly the same save for the colour scheme and the style of the clothing. Unlike the Asian boy, the old man wore a coat that was black and gold while he simple wore a pair of black pants and a pair of regular black leather shoes. On his shoulder was a bag that seemed to contain a load of things.
"Please don't be afraid. Yuu might look a bit scary sometimes…" The old man in the black and gold uniform comforted the young Chinese girl while smiling nervously at the fourteen year old boy who stood motionless. "Yuu, help this young girl catch her chicken will you?"
The Asian boy rolled his eyes and set off quietly in the direction that the chicken had fled with the cage in hand. As he went, his ponytail flicked here and there by the light breeze and the young girl blinked at the boy's retreating back.
"What's your name?" The old man inquired while he held all the vegetables in one hand and held out another to her.
The Chinese girl turned and blinked at him, "Huh?"
"What's your name?" He asked again with a gentle smile.
The Chinese girl stood up herself and dusted off her clothes. When she was done, she looked up and stared at the older man in the odd clothes, "My older brother told me not to tell strangers my name."
The old man with grey hair laughed, "Your brother has taught you well!"