Aloha! Chapter 6 is OUT!!!! Wooot! Anyways, I sort of changed the beginning chapter (only a bit) because something is going to happen later.....so I had to change the first chapter. It has to do with the plot! Dun dun dun! Thanks! please read!

5 days later.....

"Hm, hm, hmm, hm, hm, hmm, hm, hm, hm, hm, hmmmmmmmm……"

The sound of humming forced me to stretch open my eyelids to face the bright streak of sunlight that was streaming in through the window.

"Hmmm, hm, hm, hm, hm……."

I rubbed my forehead sleepily as I tried to figure out who was humming. I didn't know how many days I had been sleeping in the Order's hospital, but I was pretty sure that time had already passed quite quickly since Lenalee, Lavi, Allen, and Komui had come to visit me last time. My arm was getting way better already and my ribs didn't hurt half as much anymore, but I was still feeling pretty tired.

And the humming had waked me up from my sweet dreams.

I glanced around tiredly around the tiny hospital room, but the source of the humming was right beside me.

And even though I was tired, I still had the energy to frown and wonder who the hell this woman was.

"Hmmmmmm, hm, hmm, hmmmm…."

"And you are….?" I asked the woman with curly black hair that was sitting in a chair beside me, peeling apples.

"GAAHH!"

She suddenly screamed, startled by my question, and dropped the apple that she was peeling as well as the knife. On her foot.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW!!!"

The woman bounced up from her chair and began dancing around on one foot in pain while clutching her hair.

I stared at her and raised an eyebrow. Who was she and why were her eyes surrounded by a dark circle of eyeliner? And why was she even here, in my hospital room when I didn't even know her? And why was she peeling apples and…..jumping around in pain?

"Ouch!"

After a few minutes of more screaming, the middle-aged woman that was wearing a lot of eyeliner finally settled down and bowed her head at me a few times so quickly, I was starting to feel dizzy.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" She apologized very loudly. I covered up my ears. Oh god-she was the most annoying person that I had met so far at the Order. Next to Lavi, of course.

"I didn't mean to be here peeling apples secretly while you were sleeping!" She put both her hands up and shook her head fast, begging me to forgive her. "I just wanted to visit you since I heard about the girl that had traveled to our world and she had been hit by a falling shelf. Sorry for not coming earlier, but I was on a mission so I-"

I gasped, and suddenly she quieted down.

She had HEARD about me?

The woman blinked at me. "Y-yess?"

I narrowed my eyes at her and pulled her close. Then I whispered into her ear in a hushed tone.

"When you….HEARD about me," I said into her ear. The woman's head nodded like a speeding bee. "Di-did you hear anything else? For example, did you hear about the new girl, um…READING anything in particular?"

I was so nervous for her reply. I expected her to say something like: "Yeah, Allen told me that you read porn. But so what? Everyone at the Order knows about it already."

But instead, the woman smiled and blinked at me with her dark eyes. "Oh?" she said lightly. "So you like to read too? Me too-oh gee I think my favorite book ever was-"

"YES!" I squealed and jumped up from the white bed in joy, forgetting about my broken arm for a second there. "YES! SHE DOESN'T KNOW!"

The woman blinked at me some more innocently. "Eh?" She said. "Know what?"

I patted her on the shoulder lightly. "Trust me, you don't want to know." I assured her.

The woman just shrugged. "Well then," she said cheerfully. "My name is Miranda Lotto and I'm an exorcist from the Order. I've heard about you. I think its amazing how you traveled here, because you see, my own Innocence's power is based on time."

I stared at her. "That's, uh….cool. I'm Dior Snow by the way."

Miranda smiled. "Heehe, I know that!" I couldn't help noticing that her eyeliner was kind of smudged. "Anyways, I brought some apples for you."

I looked over past her shoulder and noticed a bucket of delicious looking red apples in a basket. Then I realized how hungry I was. The last thing I ate was something green and mushy given to me from the nurse. And that wasn't exactly what I would call good.

Miranda followed my gaze and she grabbed an apple from the basket. "I'll peel it for you!" She offered happily, but I took the apple away from her hands and took a bite of it hungrily before she said anything else.

"S'okay. Thanks." I mumbled, chewing on the juicy and sweet fruit. Then I looked over, and beside the basket of apples, there was a giant pile of flowers and gifts.

"Whoa, are those for me?"

Miranda looked over to where I was pointing and blinked. "I-I think so." She murmured and picked up a box from the pile of stuff. Then she handed it over to me.

I opened the golden box with a pink ribbon tied up on it and lifted off the lid. Yum! Inside, I realized, was assorted chocolates along with a card. I picked up the card, opened it, and read it out loud.

"Hello, Dior."

I read, scanning through the card.

I'm sorry we couldn't welcome you properly when you had just gotten here. I hope you get better soon! From, Lenalee."

Miranda smiled sweetly as she picked up another box from the pile and handed it over to me as well. "Lenalee is such a sweet girl." She told me. But I already knew that. And I knew that I could never be as gentle or as kind as her.

I took the huge box from her, untied the red ribbon on it, and peaked inside.

Then I blinked.

The box was empty except for a tiny, tiny note at the bottom of the box. I frowned, and then I picked up the tiny sheet of paper and read it.

Che.

It said on the note.

That was all.

Che.

And nothing else.

I shook my head, put the note back into its box, and place it on the bed beside me. That one was obviously from a very unhappy Kanda who was forced to give me a gift. Gee, I didn't see the point of it if all he gave me was a rude note that had his typical word on it.

I was wondering if it was Lenalee that had forced him to give me something until Miranda grabbed a bouquet of great smelling flowers and passed them to me, interrupting my thoughts.

"Another one?" I muttered under my breath and took the flowers. Why were these exorcists giving me gifts? They had only known me for a few days or so and already they were acting like we were long lost pals.

And I wasn't being very nice to them, either.

I touched the soft petal of a pink flower gently and picked up the tiny white card that was placed in the bouquet.

"Who gave you that one?" Miranda wanted to know.

I shrugged and opened the card.

And dropped it after chocking on my own spit.

"Dior!" Miranda cried as I spat out the piece of apple that I was chewing onto the floor, horrified. "You okay?"

I shook my head. I really wasn't. Because I had somehow memorized the words on the green card in my brain and now they were haunting me.

"Dior? Dior?"

I felt murderous right now.

The words on that card kept swirling in my head.

Hi, Dior Snow!

The sentence had started out perfectly normal, but it actually wasn't.

I hope that you are getting better. My apologies for knocking that shelf over! I swear I don't what the librarian did to that ladder. Glad I saved myself just in time, though!

I know that it was very unoriginal of me to just bring you plain old flowers. Well you see, I WAS going to bring you a porn novel, since I figured that you liked those, but I couldn't find where they were selling them, so I brought you some nice smelling flowers instead! I hope you like them! Well, see ya when you're better!

From Lavi, the future Bookman

I stared at Miranda as she picked up Lavi's card from the ground strangely.

"Who gave you this?"

"Noooooooooo!!!" I cried as I leapt for her hands, but it was too late.

Miranda had already opened the card and from what I could make out she was one fast reader.

"From Lavi, the future Bookman?"

Miranda blinked. She didn't say anything about the inappropriate stuff.

Yet.

I was holding in my breath, hoping that she had skipped the part about the, you know.

Then she sighed. "Lavi can be so reckless sometimes." The woman said as she placed the card down beside the other gifts on the table. "He really is such a…..teenager."

I snorted. "Yup. A very immature teenager."

Miranda shook her head and looked at me. "He really has a temper as well. Once we were on a ship together and he just started yelling at Lenalee and started smashing the window with his fist."

(pineconestorm-that was one of the episodes if you haven't seen it.)

I blinked at the exorcist. "Lavi has a TEMPER?" I echoed in surprise. Now THAT was something new. I really couldn't imagine that cheerful redhead getting mad and shouting at someone.

Especially at Lenalee.

Miranda nodded. "That boy has two sides to him. His Bookman side and his friendly side." She lifted her head and said bitterly. "But I think everyone here has two sides."

I blinked at the woman. "Why?" I echoed.

Miranda let out a sigh as she picked up another box and played with the ribbon on it with her fingers."Well," the woman said. "I suppose it is because of on going wars and everything. The Earl just won't stop creating akumas and now they are taking over the world. Everybody just wants this to end so they can live peaceful lives. You see, even though some of us may seem all happy and cheerful on the outside, inside we really are haunted by the Earl's power."

"Uh." I said, trying to understand this anime. "Who is…the Earl again?"

Miranda stared at me. "You don't know? Oh..well....haha.......I guess it makes sense." She laughed loudly. "The Earl is the man that has been creating akumas. Whenever a person dies and the family or friends of that person cry in grief, the Earl comes to their call and with their sadness and regret, and he creates akumas."

I nodded. "Oh. So the Earl is like…the boss?"

Miranda smiled at me. "Yes, of the akumas." She replied. "You could put it that way."

I was just about to ask her something about the Earl, but suddenly the door opened and we both saw the nurse trotting in with a clipboard in her hands.

"Hello!" Miranda greeted the old lady cheerfully as she walked in. "Thank you for taking care of all the patients!"

The old nurse grunted. "Your welcome." She said in a raspy voice. "I'm so glad that this girl here is getting out of here today."

Ouch. That hurt.

I blinked at the nurse as she started writing things on her clipboard. What had I ever done to her to make her want to get rid of me?

Oh right-now I remembered. I had gotten her peeved because I was moving around too much while she was inspecting me and while I was eating I had complained that the food was horrible. I had also yelled that I needed some entertainment because there was nothing to do in the room and when she said that she wouldn't entertain me I started spazzing out.

Wow, no wonder.

"I can get out of here today?" I asked the nurse to make sure. Ah I really didn't want to sit in this white bed any longer. "Really?"

"Yes." The nurse said through gritted teeth. "Please keep you cast ON, though.

I nodded silently. I wonder if Miranda would have liked to sign my cast.

"Oh." The nurse added. "Don't participate in too many active activities-let you arm rest up please and don't move around too much."

Miranda turned to me. "You heard what she said, right?" the woman stared at me with her huge eyes that were surrounded by eyeliner.

I nodded my head. "Yeah, yeah." I mumbled. "Now can I leave?"

The nurse sighed.

"Fine."

"YESSS!"

Then I jumped out of the bed and rushed out the door like Sonic the Hedgehog, leaving Miranda and the nurse in my dust.

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Silence surrounded me as I wandered the halls, staring at the rooms. Room 404, room 404….that was my room. Today was going to be the first day that I would sleep in my room, because for the past week I had been sleeping in the Order's hospital, due to a certain person's fault. But I just couldn't find it. All of the rooms looked the same and they all had wooden doors. The numbers on the signs hanging from the doors were unreadable and I remembered that my sign had already fallen off and had shattered into pieces when Lenalee had opened it a few days ago, so I wouldn't know if it was my room really was my room or not. Also there was nobody to help me out because for some reason the Order was creepily empty and not a single person was in sight, so I was basically lost in the empty, frightening corridors.

I glanced around and started to feel dizzy. Why couldn't Komui just take me to my room instead of telling me to go to it?!

So. Many. ROOOOOOOOOOOOMMS!

Then I turned around and saw another wooden door behind me. The door was a bit open, so I guessed that this was probably my room. Komui had probably left it open so that I could get in. That stupid director.

So I grabbed the knob, turned, and swung the door fully open.

To see a shirtless Kanda sitting in a chair.

I shouted in surprise.

The samurai spun around and glared at me.

I took a step back, startled, as he got up and came towards me with a murderous look reflecting in his eyes.

"Who do you think you are, barging into my room like that?!" Kanda growled as he put a hand on his mugen, attempting to draw it out of its sheath. His long blue hair swayed as he came towards me. "Don't you have ANY manners at all?"

I backed away slowly. Wups. Turns out this wasn't my room. This was the room that I had landed in when I was first transported here-I recognized it easily because it was so dark and plain. So why was I in here, AGAIN?

"Um." I said, staring at the guy. "You see, I thought that this was my room because the door was open and…" My gaze drifted off from Kanda to the little desk at the end of the room. There was a glass bottle look alike sitting on the desk and inside there was a pink lotus floating in it-it looked like it was glowing and my eyes were glued to it.

"Whoa, what is that?"

Kanda followed my gaze towards the lotus and then spun around again. For some reason he looked even more mad. "That's none of you business, you bastard!"

I swallowed as he drew out his sword. Uh-oh. I shouldn't have said anything about the flower. But why did he get mad so fast? (like she's the one to talk!)

"Mugen, activate!" Kanda let his fingers slide across the sword and it glowed blue.

I could tell that something bad was going to happen, but I was too freaked out to move from the door. Darn! And I had JUST gotten out of the hospital! Now I was going to go there again, probably, after Kanda was finished.

"Beasts of the underwor-

"YU!"

Kanda stopped was he was doing and stared behind me. I spun around and bumped into someone. Then I looked up.

"Yu! What are you doing?"

Standing behind me was Lavi, red spiky hair put into his green headband with a bright smile stuck on his face. What the?

"DON"T CALL ME THAT!"

I looked over to Kanda as he glared past me at the cheerful redhead.

"Aw, come on Yu, why does it even matter?"

"Call me that again and I'll slice BOTH of you up."

I flinched and looked at Lavi, who noticed my presence.

He looked down at me and blinked, scratching the back of his head.

"Eh?" The Bookman junior said in confusion. "Aren't you Dior Snow? What are you doing here in Kanda's room?"

I shrugged. "Well, I got lost on my way to find my room and so I opened this door, thinking that it was mine…..but……" I looked at Kanda, who still had the mugen grasped tightly in his hands. "I guess this room is his."

Kanda relaxed and slid the sword back into its sheath smoothly. "That's right." He said. "Maybe next time you should think about knocking first instead of just barging in."

I shook my head sadly. "You're right." I sniffed and wiped away a fake tear. Then I sighed. "Maybe I should. But after someone decides to CLOSE their door first."

Kanda looked at me like he wanted to wring my neck.

But instead of charging at me, he just turned away without much of a word.

"Che."

Lavi smiled as he rubbed the back of his head, not sensing the murderous aura in the room at all. "I know." he laughed. "Its easy to get lost in headquarters. I was like that too when I first got here. I'll take you to you room. Which one is it?'

"404, if you know which one that is."

"Okay."

The redhead got out of Kanda's room with me following behind him and I shut the door when we got out. Unlike SOMBODY, who didn't close their door apparently.

We walked in the hallways and I was beginning to wonder how Lavi knew where room 404 was if they all looked exactly the same and there were trillions of floors holding the same rooms.

"Hey, Lavi?" I called to the redhead, who was walking in front of me.

He turned his head around. "What?"

I caught up behind him as we walked through the dark hallways. "Why do you call Kanda Yu?"

Lavi laughed, and then he smiled brightly. "Well, I like to get him mad." The exorcist chuckled. "That's actually his first name-but he doesn't let anybody call him that-with ME being an exception of course!"

I raised an eyebrow. "Well, whatever you say." I said as Lavi folded his arms behind his head and walked on. From what it seemed like back there Kanda looked like he wanted to rip Lavi into shreds when he had called him that.

"What, do YOU want to call him Yu?"

I blinked at the redhead, who was grinning toothily.

"What? No." I answered. "I barely know him. And I think I've had enough of his mugen."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. He uses his weapon for all the wrong reasons."

Then he turned to me. "Oh right!" The eye patch guy said, looking like he had just remembered something. "So are you alright now? Had fun at the hospital?"

"Uh, yeah. Most amazing time of my life." I replied sarcastically, not mentioning the fact that it was his fault that I had gotten there in the first place.

"How is your arm?"

I gazed down at my bandaged up left arm as Lavi asked.

"Well, I think the cast will come off pretty soon-I actually heal pretty fast even though I may not seem like it."

It was true. My impression for people was very girly and all, but I had strong bones and had been through a lot of broken stuff, so it was not a biggie.

Lavi flashed a smile. "I see. What about the flowers? Did ya see them?"

I stared at him. "Flowers?"

Huh?

Then after a moment it all came back into my mind. The flowers. The CARD. The horrible, terrible, unforgivable card. What Lavi had wrote on that stupid card. Oh god. Oh god. oh god. And then the anger started welling up inside of me again, like someone was adding more wood to the fire.

"Uh..." Lavi said, staring at me strangely. I knew why. I probably looked like I wanted to beat the crap out of him right now. But I was holding it back-I really was.

"What?!" I hissed at the exorcist. "Yes I got the flowers that you sent me, along with the…..card. That was very NICE of you by the way to send me NICE smelling flowers along with a very NICE card that had a NICE paragraph written on it!"

Lavi tried to hold back a laugh as he took a turn up the corridor stairs with me behind him trying to catch up. He definitely knew what I was talking about.

"I see." The redhead said. I couldn't see his expression because he was in front of me, but I could tell that he sounded very amused. That little exorcist!

I took a deep breath and let my fury back down for a second. Lavi turned around and blinked at me with one emerald eye. "You okay?" He asked. As if he didn't know what he had written on that stupid card!

I took another deep breath and tried not to look up at him. I was afraid that I might kill him if I did.

"I'm perfectly fine. Now why don't you hurry along and take me to room 404?"

My voice was sweet. But I wasn't feeling very sweet. At all. I glanced up finally to see the red-haired exorcist's back. He was walking up the stairs with arms behind his head looking carefree like he could care less about an akuma tearing him to pieces.

"O-kay!"

I slowly walked behind him, trying not to think about all the horrible things he had done.

Yeah, yeah, he accused you of reading porn and pushed that shelf over, but so what? See, he's being so nice, offering to take you to your room even though you aren't even an exorcist! I don''t understand why you deserve to be here anyways-its not like you have that special power to defeat those akuma things or anything. You are just a girl that got transported here-why should they even offer you a room? You are pretty much just useless, and yet everyone is being so kind and Komui is even thinking of ways to help you travel back. Why SHOULD they do all of this stuff? Try thinking of a reason, why don't you?

I sniffed bitterly. I didn't want to admit it-but it was very true. I was staying at the Order even though everyone at the Order had a job except for me. I sighed mentally. Even though they were offering me a home, I was still being pretty mean to all of them. But I couldn't help it! That was just the way that I functioned. And ever since my mother left, things got way worse, because it was so lonely in that house. I became all moody and I would screech at people because they had bumped into me or something. Then I would be unfair to others and try to get what I wanted instead of caring about them. Well, I still cared, but my image for other people just turned into a Marc Jacobs wearing spoiled brat. Who was very loud and noisy.

"Room 404!"

Lavi's voice shook me out of my thoughts.

I glanced up and saw the wooden door that was supposedly a part of my new room.

"Eh?" I blinked up at the red head, who was grinning beside me. "That was fast!"

Lavi rubbed the back of his head. "Well, your room is right above Kanda's, so it was pretty quick to get here. All you had to do was go up the stairs." He said. Then he lifted a finger and pointed to the room to the right of mine.

"That room is Miranda's." Lavi said. "She is another exorcist at the Order."

I nodded. "Yeah, I met her earlier this morning."

I wasn't really sure, but Miranda worked for me. I hadn't talked to her alot yet, but she seemed like she was a pretty nice person and she looked like the type that wouldn't mind my yelling. Even though she seemed clumsy, loud, and dumb, I was glad that her room was beside mine. All in all, I liked her.

"Oh, so you met her?" Lavi widened his green eye. "She has a cool Innocence, huh?"

"Uh, sure?"

"Well, I hope you don't scream at her or anything. She's a nice person so she doesn't deserve your horrible-"Lavi swallowed as my eyes gave him an icy cold glare-"attitude. I think Lenalee's room is also on this floor. You guys should get along well-I mean, you guys are all girls and stuff and there aren't many girls around although I wish there was….oops off topic. Anyways, I should be heading out now-there's this really hot babe with a sexy Spanish accent that's been waiting for me since forever. Wouldn't want to keep her waiting! Woohoo! Well then, see ya Dior Snow!"

The redhead gave me a little wave as a goodbye and jumped though the hallways happily, his form disappearing as he skipped down the stairs yelling wildly.

"Here I come, Maria!"

His words echoed with energy as he left me standing in front of my room, with an eyebrow raised.

Um, gross much? Something was definitely wrong with this Maria girl's mind if she would be waiting for a guy like Lavi to show up. And if she really was a hot babe, why would she be hanging around a guy like HIM? Okay fine-I had to admit Lavi was pretty good looking and probably got a lot of girls with those pirate looks, but when my mom was still around she had told me to never judge a book by it's cover. And that book was Lavi in this case. (haha, Bookman, get it?) But I knew that inside, the dude was actually a dark person who liked to pick on people's weaknesses, like what they liked to read for example. Grrrrrrr! Then I shuddered at the thought of that girl Maria and him-I don't know what trick Lavi had used, but from the sound of his happiness the fact of them getting together was probably working.

I shook my head as I reached for the knob. "Stupid girl." I mumbled as I turned the rusty old thing.

Then I peeked my head into my room, expecting a rat to jump out of the walls and attack me with it's claws or something. To my surprise though, it was a lot cleaner than when I first saw it with Lenalee.

I looked up at the ceiling, and to my shock, there was no spider stuck onto the wall. What had happened to the daddy long legs? Not that I wanted the spider to be there, but….

I glanced over to the other side of the tiny room and saw the mirror. It was a new one and it was not cracked. In fact, it was shining very brightly at me and I stared back at my reflection with a surprised expression on my face. Who had done this?

Then I stepped into the room carefully in case there were mice on the floor, and glanced around. To my amazement there was actually a tiny bathroom connected to it. Yes! I had my own bathroom! I didn't know such things existed in this century! I walked into the bathroom and unfortunately the toilet didn't look exactly like…erm…a modern toilet, but I decided that it would do. Beside the toilet there lay the tiniest bathtub that I had ever seen in my life. It was so tiny that I felt super fat. Well, even so, It was beyond my expectations for this place and it looked…clean.

At the very least.

I plopped down onto the flat bed that was a dark red color and crossed my arms. It let out a squeaking sound as I did. This place didn't feel much like home, but hey-what was home anyways if you had a creepy dad around that happened to not care about your mom? Or not even his own child?

At least from the way that he treated me, it seemed like he cared for me only ten percent.

I got up from the bed (it made another loud creaking sound as I did-*sigh*) and walked over to the corner of the room where the huge, old fashioned-mirror stood. I gazed at myself in the mirror-I was still wearing the exact same clothes-the shirt, the jeans, and the designer flats. Ugh! And they laughed at me too about it!

I sniffed the air.

Then I remembered that it had been a week since I had last taken a shower. I bit my lip and tried not to scream after realizing this horrible thing. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. I probably smelled SO stinky right now! No wonder all the spiders and stuff were gone-they probably moved out because I was polluting this room with my terrible perfume. Oh gosh. This was totally another world record. One week without a bath! How was I going to face everybody now? (haha, she really doesn't understand that one week without a shower isn't really that big of a deal, especially in that time era)

Oh yeah-there was a bathtub in my room! Yes!

I took a deep breath, and after calming myself down, I stripped out of my clothes, got into the bathroom and stepped into the bathtub. Now, I just had to figure out how to work this funky thing…..

Knock knock.

I glanced up. Was somebody knocking? But who?

Knock knock.

"Dior? You are in there right? It's me, Lenalee!"

I blinked. I recognized her voice. But how did she know that I was out of the hospital already?

Annoyed, I put my clothes back on quickly and unlocked the wooden door.

Standing in front of me with a pure smile on her face, the Chinese girl waved at me happily.

"Hi, Dior!"

I stared at her violet eyes."Hello." I said, a bit surprised. Then I looked down and in her hands she was holding a pile of cloth.

Lenalee stalked my gaze and glanced down at the things that she was holding. "Oh!" she said cheerfully. "I went to see you today at the hospital but the nurse said that you had already got out! And since you've been wearing those strange clothes since you first got here, I got you some normal dresses!" She giggled and couldn't help stealing a look at my outfit. "I mean, what kind of a respectable girl wears those pants that you are wearing?"

She handed the clothes to me and I accepted them without spazzing about how I wasn't going to wear a poofy dress form the Victoria times. YES! Way to go, Dior! You controlled yourself! I figured that every time I let out a deep breath, the anger would be swept away and I wouldn't cause a commotion.

"Thank you, Lenalee." I grumbled, even though mentally I was, uh, shouting.

Lenalee smiled. "No problem! I think we are the same size, so they should fit on you. Anyways, how is your arm?"

I glanced down at my cast. "Better." I replied. "So is the room."

'"Yeah, because I asked Komui to send someone to clean it up!"

My green eyes turned round. She did?

"Are you sure?" I stammered. "I mean, that's very kind of you. No offense or anything, but before the room …..it was um……...not as nice."

I modified the words to their limit as best as possible. But only for Lenalee because she had the energy that made you want to treat her nicely. I wondered if everybody else at the Order felt the same way. I couldn't believe that before I had almost slapped her across the face before Allen had stopped me. Well, that was only because she was grabbing me even though I didn't know who she was-you don't just touch people like that.

The exorcist scratched her short black hair. Now that I looked at it closely, it seemed more like a shade of dark green than black. "I know!" the exorcist agreed. "Even Komui said that it was disgusting when he looked at it. And well, you don't know how messy my brother is."

"Oh, I've seen his office alright."

Lenalee paused. "Is that…....so." She looked down, embarrassed. "I see. Then you must know about his unorganized behavior."

I shrugged. "Yup. Well, I'm going to go take a shower now-oh right-could show me how that the bathtub works, please?" Lenalee blinked at me in surprise. "I mean, you see…the tubs in my world are……different."

"Oh…." Lenaleee smiled as I moved aside so she could step into the room. "Um…yes!"

Then we walked into the room, stepped into the cramped bathroom, and she began to explain to me how to turn the shower on and off. Who knew that they had such a thing in that time era! The knob creaked when you turned it, but well, it worked. And I didn't expect it to work.

"Thats it!" said Lenalee. "That's basically how to use it!"

I nodded. "Alright, thanks!"

"Well, I'm going to leave you alone now." Lenalee said as she got out of the bathroom and opened the door to my room. "Please try on the dresses that I got you, alright?"

"Yeah, sure."

Then she left and I shut the room. I stuck my tongue out in disgust. No way was I going to wear a freaking elegant lady's dress from the Victorian times.

I put a finger on my chin thoughtfully.

But on the other hand.....my clothes…stank. They hadn't been washed in a week, and I could smell them from across the room. So what choice did I have, then? Ahhhhh!!!

I turned around and went towards the bed. The dresses were lying there-there was three of them. I went over and picked one up. The sleeves were puffy and there were laces tied around this one. There was also a ribbon near the neck area. It looked like it was made for someone super skinny and was a shade of dark purple. Not too ugly-the color was actually quite nice, but the worst part of it was the exaggerating ribbon that looked like it was for a doll.

"Maybe I should try this on just for fun." I muttered, thinking that it could be like a cosplay.

So I turned round and headed towards the bathroom, until a tiny, tiny, sound stopped me in my tracks.

"Meow."

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