I do not own D'Gray Man or any of the anime references in this fanfic

Summary: OC insert. Bonnie didn't know how she fell in the world of an anime show she hasn't watched in years. Honestly, she wasn't even a big fan of the series.

Beta Reader- StormyMonday

Chapter 11

I woke to the sound of a huge explosion. My survival senses on overdrive, I sat up to see Krory walking toward us like the Terminator.

"You're awake, Changer of Fates?" I heard a voice. My gaze briefly fell on Old Bookman.

Where did he even come from?

"Why the long faces?" I heard Krory say. "Did you think I was dead?"

What the hell happened when I was out?

"I'm fine," he assured. He looked toward me as he made a stop in front of Lavi and Allen. "I will be an exorcist from now on," he announced.

"You're seem alright, Miss Sanders. I'm glad," smiled Krory, so different from his vamped-out self.

"Bonnie!" blinked Allen as he and Lavi turned to see me.

I bit my lip at their outburst, trying to avoid their concerned eyes.

"So, you're the new guy now... Just call me Bonnie," I said awkwardly, waving at him.

Feeling uncomfortable, I took note of my uniform clinging to me. Why was I wet?

"I want to say thank you, for what you did for me and Eliade..." he said, eyes holding mine in gratefulness.

"Yeah, you need to explain that one to us, Bon Bon. You were able to keep Miss Eliade from disappearing," Lavi said conversationally as Bookman looked intriguingly toward me.

"I-"

"We can discuss this at Headquarters, later. For now, we need to make our way to the village," interrupted Bookman.

"Yeah," I agreed, relieved that we could be taking it slow for a bit.

I tried not to look like I was in pain as we walked back to the village. For some reason, the trip down seemed to take a lot longer than the trip up. I didn't want be some dumbass in distress sort of girl, and I tried to ignore the fact that the boys purposely took one too many breaks on our way back, as I refused to let anyone to carry me.

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We travelled by horse and carriage the next day. I sat next to Krory, who was whimpering in his seat. Tears and snot ran down his face as he sat hunched over in his seat.

I was fuming. The whole thing made me angry.

"Cheer up Kro-chan. We tried our best," said Lavi, and Krory sneezed pathetically. "The villagers just wouldn't understand no matter how much we tried to explain."

If this were the age of the internet, I would have written this story on social media about how terrible the townspeople treated him. I would have definitely gotten media coverage, and a ton of indignant followers who would fight on behalf of Krory's case.

"They even lumped us in with him," Allen added, miffed.

"I should spread a terrible rumor about the town. They could lose tourism..." I muttered.

"What are you, a bored housewife?," chuckled Lavi. He looked at me, almost placating my anger. "Who cares if we can't go back? Home is where the heart is, like they say."

"Corny," Allen mumbled under his breath.

"Lavi!" cried Krory as he jumped across the seat and hugged the red-haired boy, a slobbering mess of tears and snot.

I could really relate. I don't cry pretty, either.

"Stop it, don't do that! Ah what the hell?!" cried Lavi, frantically trying to get out of Krory's grip.

I smiled before getting a glimpse of the city ahead of us.

Well, at least I could get some shopping done.

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As soon as we stepped off the carriage, I gazed out at the city. It was so vibrant and colorful; so many stores and people. I walked ahead of the boys, not caring if they followed. If I ever decided to quit the Order, this would be my getaway town.

Bookman stayed back to iron out some information for our report.

"So this is the City?" I heard Krory, who had equal enthusiasm to my own, ask.

"You've never been to one?" asked Allen.

"No, I've been cooped up in that castle my whole life," he answered.

I instantly started feeling bad for the guy. We have to show him around town; make his first trip to the city memorable.

"We've got time before our train leaves. You should go see the sights," suggested Lavi.

I jumped up, giddy with joy, turning toward the man and gripping onto his black cape.

"Let's go, let's go! We should go shopping!" I squealed excitedly. "I think it's best to enjoy the sites with company!"

"Ah, yes, let's go together," he agreed with shy fervor.

"Hmm! Let's go there first!" I declared, pulling the man along to the shop which had a big discount sign.

"See you!" waved Allen and Lavi.

"You'd think she hasn't been to a city before," mumbled Lavi to Allen.

Krory was fun to shop with, and I had so much fun teaching him how to look at the quality of material and telling him how to barter with shopkeepers.

"You have to buy this suit!" I gushed. "You look like Spike Spiegel!" Well, his build mirrored that of the galactic bounty hunter, but his skin was too pale, and his hair was way too different to look like the charming ex-assassin.

"Spike Spiegel? Is that another exorcist?" he asked.

"No... um…he is from a story I heard from my Uncle Disney."

I whispered a silent 'sorry' to the creator of Cowboy Bebop in my head. "It's a story about a bounty hunter, ex-assassin who falls in love with a woman named Julia and they are separated because..." I began the tale, changing certain parts to fit what Krory would understand. I wasn't even sure if this world had had anyone land on the moon yet, so I avoided talking about spaceships, exchanging them for things like carriages.

Come to think of it, I hadn't seen a car since I'd been here.

Krory started to tear up at Julia's death and then all out bawled over Spike's demise, so I patted his shoulder comforting him.

"I think after everything Spike had done; it was a better option to end his story like that," I explained.

"I know but…but he and Julia were separated and when they finally met, she was…she was..." Krory burst out crying, causing most of the vendors to stare at us.

I patted his head thinking it was probably a bad idea to tell him this story, when his wounds were still fresh from losing Eliade.

"Look, how about I show you a thing or two about shopping?" I asked, trying to take his mind off things.

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"So raw silk feels like this?"

"Viscose is cotton mixed with another material."

"Cotton is the best material to sleep in and is really cool."

"Avoid polyester as the material doesn't allow you to breath and it makes you sweaty."

"I didn't know there were so many rules when you're a consumer…" spoke Krory, studying the raw-silk scarf. We were carrying countless bags filled with clothes and trinkets.

I found the cutest ankle bracelets, too. I hope I have an occasion to wear them. I also bought a few empty journal books. I didn't know if I'd be able to go back to my world, or if I was in some coma somewhere and would wake up someday, so I wanted to write about things from that world; things that made me happy and stuff. I didn't want to forget things like songs and stories. Books were expensive in this world, so I only bought two. I didn't want to overdo it with the Order's money.

"How did you shop for the mansion? I mean, you had to buy food and toiletries, right?" asked.

"Grandfather arranged for monthly deliveries to be made to the mansion, even after he passed away. We didn't need much, as most food was cultivated by Grandfather's gardens," admitted Krory.

"When you thought you turned in to a vampire... did you eat food? Or did Akuma blood sustain you?" I asked him, curiously.

He blushed for some reason. "I ate much more actually... Eliade had to prepare large meals all the time."

Before he started to burst into tears over Eliade again, I saw a cool looking mask. "Oh, look at these!" I said enthusiastically, trying to grab his attention. He instantly cheered up as he noticed the masks, fascinated.

My thoughts instantly went to Shimazu as I considered purchasing a few. I decided to get something for Lenalee and Eugene, as well.

"You have a good eye, sir!"

Instantly, I decided that I didn't like the shopkeeper's gaze.

"These are three-thousand years old and were used in magical rituals. I can let you have them cheap!"

'Bullshit'

"Oh, it's three-thousand years old?" repeated Krory.

"Wait, hold up!" I had to stop him from being swindled. "So tell me, if this is three-thousand years old how are you able to keep it in such fine condition?"

"It's magical," the shopkeeper replied, looking nervous.

"Reall-"

"Huh, so why isn't it more protected? Something so valuable should be put in a glass case," I interrupted Krory.

"I-"

"Look, sir! I know you're trying to run a business here, but be honest with what you're saying. I was about to buy a few of these just for the fun of it, but now I'm not because obviously you're taking advantage of your customers," I said.

I dragged Krory with me and met up with Allen and Lavi, both of whom had been walking a distance behind us.

Lavi stared at us incredulously. "Wow, did you guys buy the whole town out?"

It was hardly a lot. I bought some clothes and bath soaps so Krory would be comfortable at the Order, since he blew up most of his possessions, not bothering to take anything with him from the castle.

"This is not a lot," agreed Krory, who mirrored my confusion.

"Allen, what happens when you put two shopaholics on a mission together?" asked Lavi.

"I think we should warn Komui," whispered Allen.

"You two are being so anti-social!" I snapped. "How about I choose outfits for you guys, too!" I decided, excited to see Allen in clothes other than black and white.

"Ah- um, that's alright," replied Allen, nervously.

"We don't want to miss our train," Lavi reasoned, much to Allen's relief.

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"So this is a train?!" said Krory with excitement. "It's so amazing! I'm off to see the rest of it!"

He reminded me of the rich folk from Ouran Host High School Academy, like this is his first taste of instant coffee. I felt like a commoner.

He walked off and I watched him go like a worried mother hen. I was too tired from our shopping spree to go exploring the train with him. I hoped nobody steals him away.

Lavi and Allen sighed and I roll my eyes. They should try volunteering at a shelter if they think this is bad.

I sorted through my things, finding the dress I was going to gift Lenalee, and the coat I found for Eugene, placing them in a separate packet. Lavi and Allen were napping, and Timcanpy kept me company.

Finally, I was alone with my thoughts for a bit. Thinking about hearing Carol and seeing Shimazu, my thoughts filtered to the DGM world; it's technology, politics, and...how did the Order fit in, anyway?

I huffed in annoyance, stretching my legs, accidently waking the main protagonist.

"Bon-nie?" he questioned, rubbing his eyes.

"Hey, sorry about that," I whispered, hoping to not wake Lavi.

"It's alright... What have you been doing?"

"Thinking..." I said. He waited for me to continue while I put my thoughts into words. "Krory hasn't returned yet," I chose to say instead.

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"Kro-chan, you here?" called Lavi as I trailed behind him and Allen, carrying both mine and Krory's shopping bags. "How could he possibly take three hours to tour a tiny train?"

"What if he was kidnapped by traffickers and they are extracting his organs to sell in the black market as we speak?!" I asked, panicking.

"You're being dramatic..." teased Lavi, but both he and Allen paused, letting my words sink in.

Lavi and Allen shared a look.

"Actually-"

"-that's possible."

The three of us picked up speed as we neared the end of our car.

As Allen opened the last door, we stopped to see a very naked Count.

I eyed the men around him, feeling like we had just walked into a weird game of Strip Poker.

I wondered if some yaoi action was about to go down...would they let me sit in and watch? I'd been deprived for too long and would take any boys love action I could get.

"Oh, sorry, this ain't the sort of place for kids. Shall we go one more round, Mack?" asked a guy with glasses, smoking cigarette. I had a weird feeling about him. Was he relevant to the story? I sort of liked his curly, dark hair.

"So, you guys playing Strip Poker?" I asked curiously. "I'm not one to judge, but you shouldn't do this kind of stuff in front of a kid," I said, indicating to the boy with face mask.

Everyone looked at me like I had just sprouted a second head. In my opinion, it was an important question.

Krory looked at me in horror. "Bonnie! No- that's not it. Eliade is the only one in my heart!"

"What's going on here, Kro-chan?" asked Lavi in a placating manner, while shaking his head at me.

I couldn't believe Lavi was judging me! The same guy who flirts with anything wearing a skirt~!

"Oh, well, but then..." our naked friend stammered, "th-these men invited me to play a game called poker and before I knew it. I'd lost everything!"

"Hey, don't crap out on us!"

They lean into Krory, almost threatening. "You already accepted the bet. You some kinda coward or somethin'?"

Oh, my poor child!

"But-"

Feeling my motherly instincts kick in, I was about to go all mother bear on these guys until Allen took off his coat, holding it out to the men.

"The buttons on this coat are pure silver," Allen said, and I blinked, touching my own buttons, surprised. "What would you say to one hand against me, against all of Krory's clothes?"

"H-Hey Allen, what are you doing?!" quipped in Lavi in shock.

Glasses Guy laughed. I wondered what color his eyes are...

"Fine," he conceded.

I seated myself on one of the crates and gave the young, blonde-haired boy a wave. He looked at me blankly before curling in on himself ignoring me.

Maybe he's shy?

I set my bags aside and started going through the one that contained Krory's suit, passing it to the man with a smile. He exchanged a grateful look, and I almost didn't catch the gaze given to me by Glasses Guy. I pulled my shopping bags closer to me. No way I'm letting anyone steal my shopping haul.

I watched Allen play, unsurprised by how good he was at the game. I remembered his skills had something to do with his past with Cross.

"Call!" Allen declared with another win, and I wondered if I would be seeing the loser's underwear coming off.

"A straight royal flush?!" the men chorussed in disbelief and Allen smiled innocently.

"I win again."

"Damn it!"

The three men whispered to each other and I overheared something about counting cards.

"Damn it. One more hand!"

"That's fine, but I'll have to ask Bonnie to leave the car before you hand over your boxers," insisted Allen as he shuffled the deck.

That's unfair, Allen. I'm comfy in my spot.

"You're amazing, Allen!" gushed Krory.

Oh my child is so innocent…

"Call! Four of a kind!"

"What?!"gasped the men and all eyes turned to me.

I rolled my eyes, but stayed put.

"Give them back their clothes already," I said. "The glasses guy that smells like a chimney was counting cards, so I think you taught them a lesson." I really didn't want to move from my crate.

Allen sighed but relented. "Here," he said, passing the clothes back. "I got my friend's stuff back, so there's no need to make you guys suffer."

"We're not so pitiful as to accept charity, Boy," says the man just as one of his companions reached out.

The other two glared at him, and I took the pile of clothes from Allen, flinging them at the men. "We don't want your ratty clothes regardless," I say in a highly annoyed tone, surprising my companions. I guess this was the first time I had displayed such a sour mood.

I really just wanted to get back to the Order.

"You guys are being bad role models! Which one of you is this kid's dad!" I scolded the three.

"Ummm... I think you have us confused Miss, we're all travelling companions," said Glasses, as he and his friends dressed.

"So you guys go around swindling people to get around?" asked a curious Lavi, not even upset with them.

Wow, did he not care that our new comrade was nearly one of those swindled?

"We're salt miners," said the man in the orange beanie while he put on his green coat.

"Why do you have a kid with you?" I asked warily. Three men travelling with a child which was not their own was a major red flag.

"Wow, that's a lot of suspicion you're throwing around, Miss..." trails off the man lighting his cigarette.

Eww, I hate that smell. Smoking was always one thing I would never do. I don't judge others for doing it as long as they are polite to the company they're in and ask first, or smoke somewhere away from me.

"It's rude to expect someone to offer their name first when you don't offer your own and that doesn't answer my question anyway, 'sir'. For all I know, you could be transporting this child to the black market," I accused.

This guy was definitely familiar. What was the important plot thread I'm missing?

"Hey Bonnie, what's with you and the black market?" whispered Lavi.

I ignore him in favor of eyeing the child. He didn't look like he was bruised or in distress.

"Tyki," the man smirks. He points to Beanie Man, "Klack," and then at the Brunette man with silted eyes, "Momo". He looks to the child who stands up and walks towards them. "And Eze."

"Bonnie, Who is Still Waiting for her Answer," I mimic impatiently, while Lavi takes the reins to introduce himself and the rest of our small group.

"He's my nephew," clarified that Klack guy.

I relaxed as I notice the boy shuffle closer to said man. "Oh, I feel like an ass. Sorry, I was worried that you guys were pedophiles," I explained.

"You accused us of being traffickers!" both men yelled.

"That too!" I agreed. "I mean, I walked in on some weird stuff going on. I thought you guys were after Krory," I admitted, while said man yelped into a stuttering mess.

"You have an active imagination, Miss Bonnie," Tyki smiled almost innocently. "Would you be up for a game?" he offered, surprising me.

'Wow he has a nice accent.'

I was gonna throwback that I wasn't wearing my sexy underwear to throw the guy off, but decided against it as I looked at Eze.

"You have an accent," I decided to say instead.

"I'm from Portugal," Tyki explained.

"She just ignored what he said entirely," I heard from the peanut gallery.

I nodded." I see." I was pretty much done with the whole conversation, and it was weird that I was the only one chatting while everyone looked on, so I sat back down on the crate.

I rummaged through my bags, pulling out some sweets from a pouch that I carry travelling snacks in. "Here... you can share it with your friends too," I said as Eze hesitantly took the brown pouch from me. He offered me a smile from behind this mask when he peered inside the bag.

I wondered if the kid is mute.

"Taking candy from strangers... did you not just scold us for settin' a bad example?" Asked Tyki.

"We know each other's names. So we're not strangers anymore," I smiled reassuringly.

"Ferdoille Station!" Announced a voice from the loudspeaker.

The train stopped and the men scuffled with their belongings out of the car.

I wanted to talk to them longer. I wanted to know why I felt like these people were important.

What the hell was I forgetting?

As the others left, Tyki grabbed my hand and kissed it. It's that eighteenth-century cordial stuff men do for women. I didn't think salt miners would do stuff that. I thought it was a nobleman thing to do. "Thank you, we would have frozen to death."

"You should thank Allen," I corrected, feeling uncomfortable as I knew my hands were really clammy.

"Perhaps we will cross paths again," he charmed, hand still gripping mine. I saw his eyes through his glasses from the close distance. His gaze was on my Innocence bracelet.

"Sorry, I don't go for guys in overalls," I smirked playfully, not letting him take me lightly.

He blinked and started chuckling. "Answer to everything it seems." He stopped when Momo called him from the platform. He released my hand and I shuffled back into the car hastily.

'Ugh, that was uncomfortable.'

"Here!" I heard him from the window, then saw him throw something to Allen. "That should make us square!"

"Right!" waved Allen.

I met up with Lavi and Krory who both looked exhausted.

"Oh boy, I hope we get to Order soon," groaned Lavi, echoing my very tired emotions.

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I had fallen asleep when Lavi shook me again. "Kro-chan's gone again." I blinked and looked at the ceiling, almost in exasperation. Yeah, I wasn't seeing children in my near future, or ever.

"Kro-chan, where are you?" called Lavi.

"Is he lost again, you think?" Allen asked.

We watched a small girl leave with what seemed Krory's clothes.

Did he just get swindled by a little girl?

We all shared a look of dread.

"Little girl! called Allen.

After, I almost made a little girl cry because of my utter annoyance and disgust over people who take advantage of kind-hearted persons.

Allen and Lavi kept a bit of distance from me subsequently, due to my violent outrage from pinching Lavi for his 'that time of the month,' comment.

I cared about Krory. He just went through something traumatic and hadn't been out in the world. I wanted him to have a good trip back to the Order.

We opened the next car to see Krory with a bunch of flowers and in his underwear again.

"Kro-chan, not again..."

"No, it's different this time. I chose to give up my clothes. That poor girl convinced me. She was selling flowers to care for her ten-thousand-year-old grandfather and two thousand brothers and sisters-" he explained.

My body began to swerve back to the other car. I felt Allen and Lavi grip my arm tightly, stopping me from leaving.

It wasn't like I was going to spank her.

"-I couldn't stand to see her unhappy." Krory crouched to the floor.

"Krory, you're too nice," said Allen, letting go of my arm, causing me to stumble.

He made his way toward Krory and draped his cloak around him.

"This is my... you didn't!" he looked worried.

"There's no way she would have had a ten-thousand-year-old grandfather," pointed out Lavi as I reluctantly tried to calm my nerves.

"Again?" sighed Krory, staring at the flowers looking so dejected. Tears gathered in his eyes.

I bit my lip feeling my heart ache at his expression.

I bent down to look at the flowers. "Krory, you're really a cool guy..." I trailed off, thinking about my words. "I think I admire that you can always see the good in people you meet. I'm a bit picky, I liked Eliade after she told me she loved you... I think your accepting nature is what made her love you," I paused again, giving him a hug. "You haven't seen the world outside the castle and people are going to be meaner, but please don't lose that side of you. I think kind people like you are rare!"

I felt awkward giving him a pep talk with the audience of Lavi, Allen and a few random strangers in a train car, but I just wanted to take his hurt away.

"Bonnie!" he cried. I wouldn't have minded a hug if he was fully clothed, but having a half-naked man pounce on me was a little off-putting.

"Krory, put some clothes on already!"

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