Disclaimer: All respective characters that are recognizable do not belong to me; I merely enjoy twisting their situations to suit my purposes.

"All hail Mugen-sama!" Izzabelle called, her voice echoing throughout the cafeteria of the Order.

The finders and exorcists that knew the blonde girl merely looked on from the sidelines as the others that filled the hall bowed in harmony with her.

"Is she doing this again?" Lavi laughed as he asked Akira.

"Yes. She started with building an alter this morning. When Komui told her to take it down, she said she couldn't because it was an important part of her plan for 'The Anniversary'. Of course, he thought he had forgotten their anniversary and scampered off to get her a gift."

"What anniversary?" The red-head asked.

"The Anniversary, Lavi." Izzy was suddenly behind him and then she was gone, laughing manically and leading her flock of Mugen worshipers in a sacred chant.

"She scares me sometimes." He commented to the girl beside him.

"Oh, just wait. That's the real 'Mugen-sama' up there on that alter. I heard Kanda rampaging around his room looking for it on my way down." Allen walked up beside the duo.

"…" The pair stared at him wide-eyed. "Oh, shit."

Where the hell had his sword gone? He had looked everywhere for it and found not even a trace of anything that could lead to it.

The only explanation was that the 'woman' had gotten it again.

That damned human! How did she do it? How in the nine circles of hell did the human woman steal his precious sword? He was a freaking vampire for Heaven's sake.

Locking onto her scent, Kanda followed it to the cafeteria, where a disturbing sight met him.

"What in hell are you doing to Mugen!"

Izzabelle paused in her task of beautifying Mugen-sama with roses and turned to meet the angry death glare of Kanda Yuu.

"Yuu-chan! You're just in time. I was just about to place the final rose on Mugen-sama." She smiled brightly; one Finder in the front row passed out from a nose bleed.

"…" Kanda just glared at her.

"It's our anniversary, Yuu-chan."

"Anniversary? Of what? You being a pain in my ass?" He muttered, but everyone heard: the room was silent.

"No, Yuu-chan. Today makes the hundredth time I've stolen Mugen-sama from you since your arrival here." She smiled again and picked up the 'magical' sword.

"Hn." Had he really been here that long? It seemed much shorter than that, but if you figured Izzabelle stole Mugen twice a month, and three times in February, he'd been there for over three years.

"SO…" The blonde woman moved to the edge of her small alter and used Mugen to cut a piece of rope holding something to the ceiling. "HAPPY ANIVERSARY, YUU-CHAN!"

A banner that's lettering mimicked her statement unrolled and showered everyone close to the front with glitter.

Everyone was stunned…they had expected mass murder from the black haired young man, however, the only thing he did was walk to the edge of the stage and hold out his hand.

Smiling, Izzabelle handed Kanda his beloved sword.

"You win today, Yuu-chan." She turned away to address the crowd. "Jerry! Bring out the food!"

Kanda didn't stick around for the party, but that was okay; Izzy knew where to find the stoic samurai when she needed to, and if she couldn't she'd just steal Mugen-sama again.

After all, that sword liked her.