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AN: Hey guys! How are you all? Doing dandy, hopefully! I am here with a chapter, finaaaaaaaly! I hope it hasn't been too long a wait, I'm editing and writing with all my might :D
So, I'm just checking something out, and I hope you guys can help :) Do many of you have deviantart accounts? (If you do, please tell me :D I would very much like to visit your pages :D) Well, anyway, I don't know why, I recently really got into deviantart, and drawing, and all that. Previously, I really thought I should just stick with writing, because even though I loved drawing, I really, REALLY, lack that knack for it, and don't have any talent in that area. I try drawing, and I'm just hopeless, several times I've tried to get back into it, and just died from looking at my attempts. For a long time, I was willing to just stick to writing. I'm sure many of you are amazing drawers :D
But I've been inspired lately, and I just wanted to know if you guys reckon practise and hardwork can make up for NO TALENTE WHATSOEVER. I haven't been this into something since writing, and as it is now, I really...eurgh, DRAWING WHAT EVEN XD Anyway, sorry for this long ass author's note, thanks for reading as always and I hope you enjoy :D
I blinked at this and looked back uneasily.
"Pardon the intrusion!" Lavi strode in cheerfully, yanking my arm and pulling me in. Bookman followed calmly and we were led through the winding halls of the mansion, finally arriving at some sort of cosy lounge room.
"The exorcists have arrived, madam." Pierre, the man who had opened the door ducked his head politely.
"Excellent! Bring refreshments and snacks please, Pierre," a gentle but slightly sultry voice said. He closed the door behind him and I took in the scene in front of me. A woman stood in front of me, looking about 25 to 30 years old stood up, dressed in a casual yet expensive looking dress, her hair done up simply, but I could see ornaments that were probably worth more than everything I owned decorating her blondey brown hair.
She was absolutely stunning, tall and curvy, with an air of sophistication surrounding her like a dazzling cloud. I elbowed Lavi in the stomach before he could make any stupid or perverted comments, simultaneously reaching my hand out to clasp hers in a gentle handshake. Her skin was translucent, it was soft and made her lips look even redder than they already were.
"It's an absolute pleasure to meet you, exorcists! My name is Aimée Desrosiers, my husband and I are very apt supporters of the church. He is currently detained at a rather important engagement, he apologises for not being able to be here to receive you." She smiled, white, sparkling teeth almost blinding me.
"Oh, no, we would hate to have interrupted his schedule. My name is Ai Yang, from the Black Order, this is Lavi-" I began to introduce.
"Lavi Bookman, exorcist at your service!" Lavi interrupted over excitedly. I suppressed a sigh and an eye roll as Bookman quietly berated Lavi harshly, and then introduced himself.
"Oh, I didn't expect the Order to be full of such charming youngsters! You two just make the perfect pair," she gushed, pulling my hand down to the silky couch and holding it in hers.
"No, no, you see, we're just assuming that as a cover to retrieve this book," I hurriedly explained, briefly glancing out of the corner of my eye to the couch opposite, where Lavi and Bookman sat. Even though the majority of his attention was focused on the sparkling goddess before me, I could tell he was quietly noting down details of the room. She adopted an amused look, her shining bracelets jingling softly as she brushed hair behind her ear.
"What a shame, the children you would have would be adorable!" Aimée smiled completely casually. I choked on the tea I was drinking, setting it down as calmly as I could and suppressing the otherwise very ungraceful coughs.
"See, that's what I think too!" Lavi chimed in. Bookman shot him a dark look and Lavi raised his hands in surrender, trying to convey that he was joking. "But gramps here's a bit of a dampener."
Bookman hit him across the face, hand receding back into his sleeves before Lavi even registered the hit.
"So, Mrs. Desrosiers, regarding Mr. Leroy and his book…" Bookman began.
"Ah, yes. Mr. Leroy had made a bit of a name for himself, and he offered us admission. For a price, of course. We had heard wonderful rumours about this book, and we all heard the same thing, that 'you have to feel it first hand, it's too hard to explain'. We were intrigued and attended the event, and discovered the event was really quite exclusive to lovers. There was a small party first, food and drink is provided, and dancing. Like a social event, if not for the thing you could feel in the air, anticipation from the attendees. The food and dancing were not important, what came next was. Couples were called into a room, only one pair at a time. The people were only in them for a couple of minutes, ten at most, but when they came out…" Here, her face turned slightly dreamy, her cheeks colouring ever so slightly. "They looked like giggling teenagers, even if they were 40. They looked giddy and excited, and almost joyful." She placed a hand on her cheek, eyes fluttering.
Joyful?
"And you were called in with your husband?"
"Yes, Mr. Leroy called us in, and we saw this…book. It was leather bound and thick, I don't remember what the title was, but it was on top of a small podium. He told us to step up to it, and…well, what he said is hazy. We placed our hands on it, and suddenly, we were no longer in the room. We were…in a different world, or a different place." She smiled dreamily.
""Um….could you be a bit more specific?" I asked hesitantly when she didn't speak again.
"Well, it really is hard to explain…you'll have to see for yourself tomorrow night." Aimée blinked a little and a normal smile popped up onto her face again.
"Tomorrow night?"
"Ah yes, we have already arranged for you two to go in our place tomorrow night."
"So soon…" I murmured, deep in thought. Aimée seemed to notice our fatigued state and jumped up.
"Oh, you must be so tired! I'm sorry for forcing you to stay up, we have rooms prepared for each of you. Delaney! Please escort the exorcists to their bedrooms." A demure girl with blonde hair neatly tied up and in a maid outfit walked in, head ducked politely.
"This way, please."
"I'll see you tomorrow morning then, goodnight!" Aimée waved cheerfully. Delaney led us down the long, richly coloured hallway, our footsteps muted as they sunk into the soft carpet.
"So, Delaney, how long have ya worked here?" Lavi chatted up the quieter girl, and I sighed as I fell behind with Bookman.
"You need to keep that boy on a leash," I grumbled, then paused for a second. "I need to get a leash."
"Hn. You couldn't stop that idiot with steel chains," Bookman said. I scoffed, staring at the energetic red head joking with the blushing ever so slightly maid.
"Won't stop me from trying," I chuckled under my breath, reaching my hand up to tug at his scarf floating ever so slightly behind him. "Can it, bookworm, you're bothering her…not to mention me." I huffed slightly, placing my hands on my hips.
"Ah, Ai~" he began what looked like a prancing run towards me and I didn't know whether to stay or run.
"Ms. Yang, this is your room. If you need help, please do not hesitate to call me." Delaney interrupted with fantastic timing and gestured to a room, and I nodded in thanks, avoiding a sure tackle hug swiftly as I stepped into my room.
"Call me Ai, Ms. Yang makes me sound up uptight. Goodnight to you all!" I waved before I shut the door and took in the large room. It was simply furnished, but every item glittered even without the light on.
A large blue satiny bed was against the wall to my right, and a small wooden table and chair was set by the window. An unlit candleholder stood on the table and there was a door to my left. I opened it to a clean bathroom, complete with a large bath and different soaps, scented candles and other fancy looking things I couldn't read. I whistled softly under my breath, walking up to the large mirror as Rellin flew out of my pocket to investigate. I looked a little tired and my head was starting to hurt again. I would have to eat the medicine the head nurse had forced me to take along in case of headaches like these.
I shrugged off my jacket and threw it over the chair back in my room, turning on the hot water taps in the bath and watching the steam float upwards. It smelt heavenly and I folded my clothes to the side after making sure the doors were locked. I slowly slid into the fragrant bath and sighed in satisfaction, almost letting my head slip underwater. The heat tingled up my body, the water silencing everything around me. A tingle from my back suddenly reminded me of the nightmare I had, the one with the voice, the voice I couldn't explain.
That smooth voice…terrifies me. The music score…wait, the voice…it wouldn't be…
I surfaced quickly, staring into the mirror across from me. My hair stuck to my skin from the water, droplets dripping down my eyelashes and down my skin.
What am I here for…?
If I moved my fringe to the side, I could still see the scar from the hit, an ugly, pale thing it had become, but the rest of my face was a rosy pink, a healthy glow to it I hadn't seen in a long time.
I washed my hair first, letting the suds spread out along the water top before letting it out and refilling the tub. It felt so relaxing, but I remembered the last time I had become too relaxed in a warm bath and got out before I could fall prey to sleep again. I wrapped myself up in the fluffy white towel provided, hair still dripping a little as I tried to find my bag of belongings that I had brought into the room. The instant I opened it I knew it wasn't mine. A black jumper was packed in on top, and I smelt apples again, I must've confused Lavi's bag with my own. Which meant that he currently had my possessions.
AN: THIS CAN ONLY SPELL TROUBLE. Hahaha, my lawdy I love messing around XD I sincerely hope you guys enjoyed, and thank you to all my lovely, beautiful reviewers, alerters and...favers XD You guys are really great :) See you next week!