UGH THIS IS LIKE THE LATEST UPDATE EVAR. But I have an excuse, which is . . .

FFF I've had the most miserable week EVER as far as internet problems go. Some dude came in to replace our cable box . . . and ever since, our router has been as faulty as HELL. *sobs* Although . . . on the bright side, I don't have a procrastination station for the moment, so I can write more~

This week's request is from TallerThanThough ShorterThanThough! This is going to be a crossover between Kuroshitsuji and D. Gray-Man, so I promise to make it as clear as possible so you aren't confused the whole time. Just remember: the characters of DGM are exorcists out to kill akuma, or demons. As long as you've got that part down I think we're all good~

Rating: T this time around, for Kanda and Mugen. Oh mai~

Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji is Toboso Yana's, and D. Gray-Man is Katsura Hoshino's.

Drabble Number Thirty-Eight: To "Save" a Soul!

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"As I am sure you well know," Komui Lee stated tiredly from his place beneath several mounds of paper, "there have been rumors of a very strong akuma in London. Normally, I would ignore said rumors, but . . . well, there was a train accident the other day said to involve the akuma and I would rather it be taken care of. So . . . you guys will take care of it, okay?"

"Brother," Lenalee huffed, straightening our her skirt from her seat on the couch, "what about the mission details?"

"What? Oh, you don't need those." A hand emerged from the pile and waved at them idly. "Just consider this a training exercise."

"If it's a training exercise, then why do you need to send four of us?" Allen asked with more than just a bit of trepidation.

"Isn't it obvious, Moyashi-chan?" Lavi snorted dramatically. "They want us out of their hair for awhile."

"But we haven't done anything . . ."

"Exactly. See? We can't be lazy Exorcists forever or we'll never win, right?" The redhead grinned widely and ruffled Allen's hair a bit too roughly for comfort.

"Let's just get this over with," Kanda huffed then, rising to his feet with a sour face. "The sooner we can get this done the better."

"Have fun!" the mound of papers yelled at them as they left.

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"What the hell?" Kanda demanded in annoyance. "There's no train accident here."

"The only sign that anything happened is that tunnel over there," Allen sighed, pointing. "See how it's broken? It kind of looks like something a head would do . . . except we know that's not possible or anything."

"The train accident happened yesterday anyway," Lenalee mused. "Why would the akuma still be here?"

"The criminal always returns to the scene of the crime?" he offered weakly. "It might show up. You know, to see if it missed anything. Komui never did say whether it killed anyone though . . ."

"We don't know anything about it, to be honest," Lavi responded lightly. "Guess we'll just have to wait here, won't we?"

"The hell I'm going to stand around waiting for some dumb akuma to come blundering its way over here. I'm going to go look for it." Kanda moved to walk off, one hand resting firmly on Mugen.

"Kanda, wait!" Allen hastily stated; his eye was beginning to whir and come to life, signaling the presence of a nearby akuma. Instantly the other three were on alert, scanning the deserted train tracks for any signs of what they were looking for. After a moment, Allen pointed silently to a spot behind the abandoned train, and as they trained their eyes on that area, a single man emerged. "That's him," the white-haired exorcist stated calmly.

The akuma sauntered up to them, no expression on its impeccable face. Admittedly this was one of the best-looking akuma they had seen in their entire careers as Exorcists, but that didn't say much. Anyone could become an akuma once the Millennium Earl got a hold of them. "Excuse me," the thing drawled once it reached their sides, "have you seen the Phantomhive butler around here?"

"You're sure?" Lenalee whispered. "He seems like a gentleman to me . . . a strange one, but . . ."

"You know anyone can become an akuma," Allen whispered back evenly. "He's probably on a mission from the Earl . . . to find this Phantomhive butler or something."

"So we gonna kill him?" Lavi murmured.

"Che . . . I'm going to kill him. I don't know about you guys."

"Kanda! No rushing into things! Just wait a minute." Allen raised his head back to the akuma and said evenly, "Were you the one who was on the train yesterday?"

"Of course," the akuma scoffed. "Those despicable humans were running all over my place, I couldn't help but to—"

"Yup, he's the one," Lenalee sighed. "Guess we should take him out now?"

"Nothing else for it," Allen shrugged, activating his innocence. "Pitiful akuma, may God have mercy on your soul . . . and may you rest in piece."

"What are you, clergymen?" the man demanded calmly, obviously not phased by Allen's grotesque arm or the hammer and sword that rested in the two other boys' grasps. "Do you think I wrecked the train—"

"Shut up," Kanda growled, slicing Mugen all the way through the akuma's stomach. Blood spurted from the spot of injury, and the akuma fell to the ground directly after . . .

"Didn't know akumas could bleed," Lavi mused thoughtfully.

"They can't," Allen responded. "But my eye stopped reacting so I guess we got rid of the problem, right?"

"Guess so~!" Lenalee laughed. "Really, though, Kanda, you should be more patient. Someday you're going to kill someone human."

"One less to worry about," the samurai grunted as he stomped back to the Order.

And hiding behind the train, a mechanical akuma slunk off again, content to have been hidden by someone who was not one of them . . .

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So you'll get a double update this week thanks to my flop last week; you can expect the normal update on Friday on top of this one. Hopefully my internet will be fixed by then~

Next week we have a triple request, oh mai! Look forward to that~

Thanks for reading!

~Shadow