Disclaimer: I do not own Noblesse. The Story in the Characters belong to Son Je Ho and Lee Gwang Su.

Summary: Small events can change a whole life, or the course of a story. An AU story which mainly revolves around M-21 and Muzaka

Notes: The story plays between the chapter 100 and 102, after Seira and Regis appeared and before the DA-5 is mentioned for the first time. Have fun while reading!

Time and space are so flexible. A single change, a single action, can cause reality to spiral in a new direction. A sad ending can become happy, a victory can become defeat. All can be altered by the tiniest events.

Chapter 1

M-21 did not know what was going on, he had been working here for a while, Frankenstein was still in school, his Master, the two Noblesse still had lessons, and he just wanted to have some rest before they all came back. Particularly, before this runt appears to harass him further…

Deep in thought, he changed his shoes and went to the kitchen, until he noticed that he was not alone. In front of him, next to the couch stood a woman M-21 had not seen before, her strange white clothes catching his attention foremost.

Then there was no more to be seen because suddenly someone stood before him. He stepped back immediately and let go of his jacket, cursing his slow response 'how could he have not noticed that someone was with her!'

And then this… BASTARD grabbed him and picked him up as if he were a little child!

~.~.~

"What do we have here?" Intense grey eyes looked him over curiously, and M-21 was on verge of transforming his claws to rip his face before he abruptly stopped. Something was wrong, he had been grabbed and lifted up like a toy so fast that he could not even react, and for what? All this person was doing now was looking at him, and all he could do was to follow his gaze with grey eyes of his own as his feet dangled over the ground. This wasn't right.

M-21 fought with himself, trying to get free from the freezing hold. 'Was this another Noblesse? Did he used mind control to freeze him? Is this why his movements were so sluggish?'

"Oi, do you speak?" The bastard asked, shaking him casually.

That woke M-21 up. Did the bastard just shook him? In fact, he was doing it again… What the…

"What does it look like, bastard?" M-21 hissed back, finally out of his stupor, wiggling furiously to free himself from the hold.

"Oh?" The bastard raised an eyebrow, appearing to have not even notice all his struggling "Someone found his tongue again?" a dangerous grin spread over his face. He secured his hold on M-21, snuggling closer and leaned in to sniff his neck "Hrm, you smell really strange"

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! M-21 twisted as he felt the grip tighten even more, 'He had to free himself before…Wait! What did the Bastard just say about smell?'

"Put him down" An exasperated authoritative voice resonated within the room.

'Frankenstein!' M-21 was actually relieved. In immediate response to the command, he felt the grip around him loosen and he was graciously let go. As soon as his feet touched the ground, M-21 hastened back to the nearest wall trying to get a proper view of the situation. Frankenstein stood casually in the corridor, hands in his pocket, and a pissed look on his face. Another reason to keep some distance, M-21 thought.

"Yo, Frankenstein" the bastard casually waved, completely unaffected by Frankenstein's piercing look. From a different perspective, M-21 could now see that the bastard wore jeans, sneakers, and a black T-shirt. He had long silver hair that were almost past his waist, and a regal wild aura that demanded obedience. M-21 suppressed an involuntary shiver.

"What are you doing here, Muzaka?" asked Frankenstein, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

So, they knew each other? From the corner of his eye, M-21 saw the tall women, whom he had spotted earlier, come closer. Her red hair was standing out over her white clothes. Some kind of cloak?

"We're back" though Muzaka grinned at Frankenstein, his eyes had wandered back to M-21 "I didn't know you had a guest over?" The unspoken question clear in his voice.

"With a turned on mobile, you would have known it." Frankenstein growled back. Then he took a deep breath and massaged the bridge of his nose, obviously annoyed "I'm sorry Miss Garda", he glanced at the woman "But could you take the mutt with you and leave the house?"

"…Why? Is something wrong?" politely demanded the woman named Garda as she too diverted her attention to M-21 to whom Muzaka was devoting his full attention.

M-21 tightened his muscles, ready to fight back if the bastard dared try to lift him up again or attack seriously this time. With how Frankenstein was responding to the 'mutt'? He could assume that this person was trouble. On the other hand, if Frankenstein and this person knew each other, he should know how strong Frankenstein was or did he not? Could it be that Frankenstein was hiding his skill from him, like he did with M-21, by not going all?

"Yes, we have some visitors," Frankenstein's voice was curt. "Visitors that I don't want you to meet." He added snidely. It was his home after all, and he will run things his way, which includes deciding who gets to stay here, and who leaves. "Because of that, leave the kid alone, turn around and make your exit" Frankenstein finished gesturing towards the exit door.

"Hm, things sure seem to have changed. We were only apart for a few months," Muzaka laughed, reluctantly diverted his attention from M-21 to Frankenstein, which made M-21 breathe a sigh of relief.

"If you parked your ass longer here, you won't help me" Frankenstein tapped his foot restlessly on the ground, letting his eyes sweep over M-21 "A lot has happened"

"So, it seems" the woman nimbly moved and touched Muzaka's arm to show him that she was leaving. Muzaka hesitated before following her. "See you tonight," he flashed a grin at Frankenstein as he turned his back.

Muzuka and the women moved towards the window. What now? M-21 wondered, but then the two just casually jumped out.

"…"

"Unfortunately," Frankenstein groaned in response, as he watched the two persons disappear in the direction of the balcony "Can't even use the door like a decent person."

As soon as there was silence again, M-21 slumped against the wall. His muscles were trembling and he put his hands in his pockets to hide them. His heart was beating like he had run a mile and he could not figure out why. His mind was clearing as if he had been in a daze throughout the exchange. What had just happened?

"Muzaka and Miss Garda are old friends of mine" Frankenstein offered explanation, picking up M-21's jacket from the ground and hanging it over the nearby chair back neatly.

"Muzaka has the annoying habit of breaking in through windows instead of civilly knocking the doors" he sighed and was silent for a moment afterwards, "Is everything all right M-21?" He was studying how pale M-21 has become.

"Yes" M-21 replied tonelessly, trying to make a neutral face. When Frankenstein examined him intensely, he avoided his gaze and went to his room. Hell would freeze over before he will admit to how shaken he was from this encounter with the mutt…Muzaka? Damn, he did not even know himself why his presence has affected him so badly.

~.~.~

At night, they stood on the rooftop opposing the local police station, and watched as the two children, the Noblesse, entered the area. Were they not allies? He asked Frankenstein and got a comprehensive answer, more comprehensive than he had expected. He should have guessed that the Union would not have given a failed experiment like him any sort of correct information.

"Noblesse refers to One Being" M-21's eyes were wide. "What do you mean?"

Frankenstein turned his head towards at his master. The answer was apparent.

M-21 sucked in a breath. Did Frankenstein mean…?

"Giving a little history lesson, eh"? A flippant loud voice broke through the mood.

M-21 jerked and looked around. There he was again, that bastard …uh Muzaka, and the women whom Frankenstein referred to as Garda. The duo slowly made their way to the group and M-21 felt each muscle in his body tightening in response to an unidentified threat, his heart picking up speed.

Frankenstein has not replied to the comments made by Muzaka yet, and M-21 took a quick glance back at him wanting to know the reason of his silence.

Frankenstein's entire attention was on his Master. Who on the other hand was fully focused on Muzaka, his eyes wide in surprise. Did they know each other? M-21 watched Muzaka with narrowed eyes. To his surprise, Muzaka seemed uncertain and hesitant. Garda beside him was looking at the Master with same concentration and attention as Frankenstein.

"It has been a while, Muzaka" Frankenstein's Master broke the silence.

"Ah" Muzaka grinned sheepishly, taking a deep breath "I thought that you would say that …"

It was silence after that again. M-21 stood awkwardly in this apparent standoff between these strange parties, shifting from foot to foot lamenting his decision to come with Frankenstein tonight. He again, had no idea what was going on.

Note: So here is the CORRECTED version of my story! A big thank you goes to Pandora-Twists for the help with the English translation! And for the fantastic characterization of Muzaka! Much better than I wrote it^^