I mean, I think it would be obvious that I don't own D. Gray- Man because if I did own it- I wouldn't be writing a fan fiction.
I'd be writing the story.
Chapter 8:
"So you're not scared of ghosts?" Lavi asked me as we sat down to eat.
"No."
"Then what do you think happened to those people?"
"Nothing."
"What do you mean nothing? They're not back, so something must have happened." Man, this guy just doesn't let you eat!
"Meaning the innocence probably put up a barrier that people can't get out of without deactivating the innocence first."
"Man you're becoming more and more like Kanda. Just chill, it was only a question."
"Sorry." That's three people in one week. Two within the hour. "I just want to eat is all." And with that I stuffed my face.
"Right. Well, anyway, you'll play a trick on Kanda with me when we meet him, right?"
"No."
"You always say that. Come one, just once. You know him better than me, you know what annoys him and he won't be expecting anything like it from you."
"No."
"Why?" God Lavi was such a kid- and a troublesome one at that.
"Because, he'll be after a mission, where he probably almost get killed, which never helps his already bad mood, and not to mention it was with a person he hates…hates more than others." I added as an after thought. Then continued "I swear Allen really dug his own grave with Kanda."
"How do you know?"
"I had breakfast with Kanda before I left and Allen showed up. Now he's got guts. You'd like him. He might be willing to play tricks on Kanda with you. He's on Kanda's black list as it is."
"Wow. A detailed answer. You like this Allen?"
"He's got guts but no brain. Like some other people I know."
Lavi just laughed.