Hey!!! pINECONEstoRM here, posting the latest chapter of this awesome story! Even though I'm lovin my other story way more. Dang it! I want to publish that one sooooo badly, since chapter one of it is already finished and saved, but I'm going to stop writng this one if I do, and I hate not continuing stories. Its like throwing a puppy in the pound. So oh well, I'm going to have to control my urges (lol) and just wait a few more chapters until I release that one. Yup! Heres chapter 7!

Chapter 7

I backed away into the wall slowly, horrified.

Okay fine-it was just a cat, but it seemed like the right time to be pretending that I was in a horror movie.

"Meow!"

The cat came closer to me, reflecting how hungry it was in it's amber eyes.

"Stay-stay away!" I cried, but only because the cat was missing splotches of fur everywhere, and it was so skinny I thought it was some new species of animal that only appeared in this world. Turns out that it was just a cat with missing whiskers though, and somehow it had gotten inside my room.

"How did you even get in here?" I wondered out loud as I cautiously bent down and stuck out my hand that wasn't in the cast towards it.

"Meow!" the feline pounced over and scratched my hand playfully.

"Wow." I said, staring down at the thing. It looked like it had been wandering the sewers its entire life. "No offense, but you are the most hideous cat that I have ever seen."

It was harsh, but true. The cat was half bald and it wasn't even a bald species. The whiskers were crooked and some were missing, while the jaw was wet with dirt. The coat of the cat looked like it was thrown into mud and the one of the ears looked like it was half-bitten by another creature. They eyes were okay, but the amber jewels seemed like they reflected how horrible life was on the streets. The paws were wet and covered in icky brown stuff, and it while the cat moved it was leaving a trail of mud all over on the floor. As if the room wasn't already so dirty.

"Meow." The cat looked like it was begging for some milk or food.

"Hobo." I hissed at the thing as it stared at me with doe-eyes. Alright, so I was being mean to an animal-but I actually didn't even have any food with me. And the thing that was on my mind at the moment was not feeding the cat, but it was how the cat had gotten in the room in the first place.

There were no windows in the room.

Which made things even more mysterious.

I sighed and left the cat in the corner of the room while I began my hole hunt. There was obviously a hole in my room somewhere and that thing had crawled in by itself. I guess Komui's servant or whatever didn't exactly do a good job of tidying up the room if he had missed a hole that big.

"Meow."

The cat stared at me as I crawled under the bed to check for openings on the floor. There were no holes down there.

"What?" I glared at the feline. It cocked its head to one side, as if it were wondering what the hell I was doing.

"Um." I answered the cat as I got up from my knees and went to the bathroom. "I'm checking to see how you got into my room because this is basically called intrusion and if I were in my world right now I would have probably called the cops just in case you were a rapist."

"Meoooowww."

"What? You could be. You're not wearing clothes."

The cat glanced down at itself as if it understood what I had said while I looked behind the potty and even in the bathtub (haha) to check for gaps or holes. I still couldn't find any though, and after searching the whole room I was tired. Even though the room was so tiny.

"I couldn't have missed a gap." I mumbled to myself as I plopped down onto the bed. Creak.

It wasn't possible that I didn't see an opening-there was a desk, a closet, a bed, and a mirror in the whole room. That was like, four pieces of furniture-how could I have not found one?

"Meow."

I glanced down. The cat was blinking at me with its amber eyes.

"Meow."

Before I knew it, the cat had pounced into the bathroom and was meowing like crazy while perching on the sink.

"Hey!" I said as I followed it into the bathroom. "That place is for hygiene, so that is the LAST place where YOU should be going!"

"Meow!"

The cat lifted its head up and I followed it's gaze pointing upwards.

To my surprise, there was a hole in the ceiling.

"Fuck." I cursed under my breath as the gap stared down at me. "There is a freaking hole in the ceiling of my bathroom."

"Meow."

"Shut up."

I crossed my arms and glared up at the gap as if it were living. Beyond the hole it was very dark so I couldn't see what was up there-probably where all the machines and sewers and stuff were. So I guess that meant that nobody's room was above mine. This was going to need a patch job-even though it should have been done before I came.

"Meow."

"What, do you want me to send you back up there?"

I glanced down at the feline. Not that I wasn't planning on not sending it back to where it came from. The last thing I needed was a homeless animal hanging around in my bedroom when I was kind of, um, homeless myself.

I swore. I was going to have to speak to Komui about this-about the cat as well. He would probably find a different home for it later.

I turned to the cat. "I'm going to take a shower." I said to it. "No peeking."

"Meow."

Then I sighed, shooed the cat out of the bathroom, and stood there in silence, wondering what I was going to do to myself if more unnecessary things kept happening.

Komui stood in the middle of the papers on the floor with a serious expression on his face. It was hard not to laugh at that though, because his office was a mess and he didn't seem to fit in with the environment.

"Yes, Komui? Didn't you say that you wanted to see me?"

I looked at the Chinese man as he took a sip of his coffee. We were both in his office, because for some reason he had called me there. It was almost time for dinner, and after taking a shower and pacing around in my room for the whole day with nothing to do I was finally here, sitting on the couch-the only thing that was not covered in scattered paper. On the other hand, he was standing in font of me and his feet were buried by paper and documents and books.

"Yes Dior, I need to talk to you."

"Well so do I. But you say your stuff first. Spill."

Komui frowned and pushed up his glasses. Gosh, he did that like every five seconds. "I don't know what you want me uh, spill," He said, "but the reason that I called you here is because I want you to meet someone."

I raised my eyebrows. This was funny. I needed him to meet someone too, or something, should I say. Something that was still locked up in my room with no food, since I didn't have any. Something that was probably scratching the paint from the walls off with it's claws.

"Who?" I asked.

Komui glanced at the wooden door to his office and checked his watch. "You'll see. He should be here in a min-"

-BAM!-

I flinched as the wooden door slammed open suddenly with a loud banging sound and two people came charging in with yells. I glanced over to Komui, who had spilled his coffee all over the floor because he was so startled by the noise.

"I told you Gramps, I wasn't freaking doing anything!"

"Yeah, sure you weren't! Make up some new excuses already."

"Maria is a nice girl who happens to be my friend! It was a freaking kiss on the CHEEK! THE CHEEK! What did you THINK we were DOING, damn panda?!"

"Call me panda again and I'll knock you out, child with no respect!"

Huh? I glanced up and saw that the two people that had charged into the room were Lavi and a random old man.

Wait-what were THEY doing here?

"Baka!"

"More like you!"

"Panda!"

"I don't understand how you can become Bookman if you're going to act like THIS all the time!"

"Shut up, you stupid-"

Suddenly, the two people seemed to realize that their argument was being watched. Komui and I blinked back as Lavi and the old man stopped fighting and turned their heads our direction slowly.

Blink. Blink.

The redhead scratched the back of his head as he stared at us and searched for the right words. "Uh." He smiled weakly. "What's up?"

My eyebrows went up. Way up.

What was going on again?

"Komui." The old man behind Lavi coughed. I noticed that his face was very wrinkled and his eyes were surrounded by huge black splotches. I silently prayed that the black stuff wasn't eyeliner. And if it was I hoped that the old man was using Chanel.

Komui nodded a greeting to the man that Lavi had called gramps. "Bookman." He said. I frowned. Was this old man the person that he wanted me to meet? If so, what was Lavi doing here? Wasn't he supposed to be with that hot babe with the Spanish accent?

"Ah, is this the girl who got transported here?"

I blinked at the old man called Bookman. His voice sounded cracked and old and so was his face.

Komui nodded. "Yes." The Chinese man said as he turned to me. "Dior, this is Bookman. He is the one that records everything in history, like wars and things like that. And Lavi, as you already know, is bookman Junior, his apprentice."

The redhead grinned at me. "Hey, Dior Snow."

I looked into his twinkling green eye. "Um, yeah. Hi." I said and turned to Komui. "So, what is the whole point of this again?"

Komui, with a serious expression on his face, just ignored my question and turned to Bookman again. "What do you think of it?" He wanted to know.

"Hmmm. A doing of the ark, perhaps?" the old man studied me from head to toe. I was still wearing the jeans and the clothes that they considered strange, because I just wasn't ready for one of those dresses that Lenalee had gave me.

"A doing of the ark?" Komui widened his eyes. "Is that what you think happened?"

"Possibly. It explains a lot."

"But what about the Innocence? Do you think it has anything to with it?"

Bookman hesitated for a moment, looking thoughtful. "I'm not sure." He replied truthfully. "There aren't a lot of records about such an Innocence. But if I remembered correctly........."

"Yes?"

"In Germany, there is a secret library, only known to the bookmen. It contains a lot of information on Innocence and the Earl, but its all top secret."

I smirked. "So much for top secret."

Bookman just ignored me and turned to Komui, who nodded. It looked like they were speaking telepathically through their minds or something. Then Komui spun around to me.

"What?" I demanded at the Chinese man.

Komui pushed up his glasses. "I know that you aren't even an exorcist, Dior." He began. "But I am sending you on a mission."

Lavi and I both yelled at the same time. "WHAT?"

I spun around to the redhead, who glanced at me with uncertainty. Then I glared at him for a moment and turned back to Lenalee's brother. "What are you saying, Komui?" I asked, a bit confused. "You are sending me on a mission? To do what? Fight those fucking clown things?"

Komui flinched at the bad word that had just come out of my mouth. "Uh…"he said. "No. Only exorcists do that."

"Well then, what is this mission thing that you're talking about?"

Komui pushed up his glasses for the twentieth time and stared at me. He looked nervous, but also serious. Then he talked. "You are great information to us, Dior." The director explained. "You traveling here could be because of the phenomenon caused by an Innocence. This whole thing is a big deal-we may be able to gather very important information from this about the Noah clan and the Earl, so we are trying to investigate this subject as far as possible." He glanced at Bookman, Lavi, and me. "Therefore, I am sending you three to the great library of the Bookmen, in Charlottenburg, Germany, where millions of documents and books are stored, to search for the history of strange Innocence. It's a secret place that only the greatest bookmen and some people at headquarters know about, and not a library available to the public."

I snorted. "Um, I think that most normal people would be able to see a freaking building, go inside, and find out that it is a library."

Lavi muttered something under his breath that didn't sound too pleasant.

I turned to him and narrowed my eyes. "Excuse me?"

Komui coughed. "Well." he said. "You see, the library is much better hidden than that of course. And it is one of the most important libraries for the bookman around."

Lavi sighed, shaking his head. "Of course somebody like her couldn't understand the importance of something like that." He sounded sad in a fake way. "Such a pity."

Bookman interrupted my thoughts of killing that redhead in disturbing ways.

"Germany is filled with Akumas." The old man pointed out as I turned my eyes away from Lavi and tried not to fantasize about him failing a chemical experiment in an extremely explosive nuclear bomb factory. "It is a very dangerous place to go to, and since the akumas have grown by sixty percent since the last we went there, it is not an easy place to just come in and come out of."

Komui lifted up his glasses with a frown. He looked like he was trying to figure out when the last time Bookman had been there was. "Yes Bookman, I realize that." The director nodded in agreement. "Which is why I'm sending plenty of exorcists to escort you guys on this very important mission."

"Eh?" Lavi sounded happier immediately. "Who?"

Komui gave the redhead an assuring smile.

"Oh, you'll see."

I glanced around Komui's office. I knew all of these people. And they were supposedly the ones responsible for fighting off the akumas during this "very important mission."

"Che."

*DUN DUN DUN!* Oh my, I wonder who could have said that!

"Kanda, can't you sound happier about this whole thing?"

Unlike a few minutes ago, the old-fashioned antique couch that I was sitting on was now filled with people. Or exorcists. Whatever. Beside me sat the white-haired boy Allen Walker, who was eating a bagel that looked very, very creamy. Beside him, sitting very close for some reason was Lavi the redhead, who had somehow moved himself onto the couch from the door and was playing with strands of Allen's hair like it was the most interesting thing ever. Squished in the corner of the other side of the couch like me, was Lenalee, who was smiling as she watched Lavi play with Allen's hair. Because to her it was apparently more entertaining than Dane Cook.

On the other side of the room though, standing alone near the office door, was a grumpy-looking Kanda, who did his usual pose-arms crossed and face turned to the side, his long silky blue ponytail flung across his shoulders. He looked extremely pissed and his eyes were closed in a frown, which suited him.

"Now, now." Komui clapped happily suddenly as he stood in front of his desk, acting like it was time to play musical chairs or something. "As you all know, I am very serious about this mission. It is pretty obvious, seeing that I'm sacrificing my dear Lenalee for this trip."

The Chinese girl slapped her hand on her forehead in embarrassment as Kanda said something rude to the director.

"Kanda!" Komui gasped in shock. "Language!"

"My ass."

I shrugged uncomfortably-Allen was squished up way too close to me and Lavi was basically in his lap now, still tugging on strands of that white hair.

"Ne, Allen?" Lavi asked while blinking, totally oblivious to the conversation going on between a pissed Kanda and an annoying Komui. "Was your hair ever a normal color?"

"It was brown when I was little." Allen replied with his mouth full. A piece of his creamy bagel suddenly dropped onto my lap, and I bolted up right up from the couch with a shriek.

"What the hell?!" I screeched, startling everybody. "These jeans were rock and republic!"

And now they were greasy jeans.

"Go-gomenasai!" Allen squeaked in surprise, dropping the rest of the bagel onto the couch by accident.

"Walker!" Komui yelled, pointing accusingly at him. "That couch cost me half a million bucks!"

Lenalee shook her head. "Brother, it was a gift from the asian branch, remember?"

"Baka." Kanda, on the other side of the room, muttered under his breath as he got up and left the room, looking extremely mad about the whole thing.

Lavi yawned, seeming bored as he watched the older teen storm out Komui's office. "KANDA RAN OUT WITH HIS TAIL TUCKED BETWEEN HIS LEGS!" the redhead yelled.

Suddenly the door slammed open and back came the blue haired samurai with a murderous look on his face, charging towards Lavi. "Is that a challenge?" He demanded as he took out his sword and took a swing at Lavi's head.

"My god!" The redhead cried as he ducked behind Allen, frightened. "Kanda!"

"Shut up!"

I glanced over to the corner of the room, where Bookman stood, sighing. It figured. I guess he was just disappointed to find out that THESE were the people who were supposed to be responsible for defeating the Earl. I would have been in despair as well if somebody had told me that these teenagers were the ones who were supposed to save the world. (haha, cheesy!)

I too, was pretty tired of this.

"When are we leaving for Germany?" I asked Komui, who was busy talking to his dear sister. The truth was, I didn't even know that I was in Europe. That actually surprised me a lot. "Wait. Where are we right now?"

Komui stopped chattering and looked at me funny. "In France, of course." He said like it like it was supposed to be obvious. Like, sheesh! Where else could we be? That tone.

"France." I repeated. That was shocking. I had thought that this building was somewhere in Japan, because it seemed like everybody was using Japanese words. Well, I guess it made sense. After all, I was in a strange, strange, world.

"Anyways," said Komui loudly, interrupting the noise in the room. Everybody looked up. Kanda had stopped trying to murder Lavi and Lavi had let go of Allen's hair and Allen had cleaned up the greasy bagel on the couch. With his mouth.

"We'll be leaving tomorrow morning! So sleep well tonight, guys!" Komui announced.

I gulped. I was kind of nervous, because tomorrow morning I was going to see what this world that I was trapped in actually looked like. I would be out of headquarters, and in the outside world of D Grayman, which seemed pretty overwhelming. What if random monsters just randomly jumped out of nowhere and tried to attack me? (that's basically what happens in this show, Dior!)

"Che." Kanda got up swiftly before Komui could say anything else and was the first to storm out of the room. Behind him Lavi got up too from the couch- slowly, making sure to keep his distance from the older teenager.

The eye patch guy yawned as he followed Kanda towards the door. "I'm hungry!" He announced and went out the door, leaving Komui's office.

Allen got up from the couch too and turned his head to Komui. "Erm, is there anything else that you need to tell us for this mission?" The white haired boy wanted to make sure.

The Chinese man looked thoughtful for moment. Then he opened his mouth to speak. "Be safe." Komui warned the boy. "I heard that the Earl is making movement around Europe again. You must watch out."

Allen muttered something in annoyance. "Of course that fat arse is always around when we are." He grumbled as he walked over towards the door and opened it. Lenalee smiled weakly as she watched the white haired boy close the door behind him as he left. Then she turned to me after Bookman and Komui both left his office to go eat dinner, when we were alone.

"So did you try on the dresses yet, Dior?"

Well, that was sudden.

I stared into her kind violet eyes. "Um." I bit my lip. I really didn't want to disappoint her by saying no way am I going to wear one of those. So instead, I went; "Yeah."

Lenalee squealed in joy as she jumped up and down. "Eh??!! Really?" the Chinese girl grabbed my hand with excitement. "How do they fit?"

"Um, fine."

"Perfect!" Lenalee sounded really, really, happy. "Wear them tomorrow when we set off okay?" He eyes shimmered with joy. "I mean, you wouldn't want to attract attention with those clothes."

"Yeah." I grumbled, not bothering to look down at what I was wearing. Now that Allen had dropped a huge chunk of a greasy bagel onto my jeans, I wasn't going to be able to go anywhere in them, so I didn't really have a choice. I sighed mentally. Besides, I was going to have get into one of those poofy dresses anyway. I didn't want people on the streets staring at me. I could just imagine some 19th century boy pointing at me, and saying: "Mommy! Look at that creeper! She's wearing pants!" and then the mommy would probably go: "My dear child! Turn your eyes away from that thing-you don't want to be scarred for life!" even though technically they were the ones in hoopskirts and weird hats. Dang it!

Lenalee got up from the couch that she was sitting on happily. "Well!" she said. "This is great! You wanna come down to the cafeteria with me for dinner?"

I nodded and followed her as she went for the door.

"Yup," I answered. "Certainly."

My first time using the line thing!! Woot! Celebration times!!! Yeah babayayyyY!!!

Anyways, short chapter I know, but I've been working on my next piece of work, which is my current pet at the moment. Its a yullen! I am also leaving tomorrow for vacation, so I won't be updating in a long time. Well, a long time to me, at least. I don't know what a long time means to you guys. Like, before I thought that one week of not updating was a long time!

So see ya: didn't like this chapter too much because of that random cat. But oh well-Dior needs a pet, so thats what the feline is going to be.

Also, there is a poll posted on my profile that is really important. It's going to help me decide whether Allen should have his gender changed to a female in my next story, but not alot of people like female Allens. So please take the time to vote cuz its really gonna help if you do! :D

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