THANKYOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR BEING SO PATIENT! That's why I wrote a pretty long chapter...well I guess it's pretty long? lol, anyways, thanks for all the reviews/faves/alerts, and thanks to those who reviewed for like, every chapter. I won't say the names since I'm just lazy like that, but you know who you are. So thanks! And oh, I know alot of you wanted Tyki to appear in chapter 11, and he didn't, so you guys can cry. Or not. SINCE TYKI WILL BE APPEARING IN THIS CHAPTER!!!! *le gasp*

haha, so thanks for reading and look forward to Dior and Tyki, sitting in a tree...never mid. lol.

ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ 12

Lavi peered at me closely. "You're face is all messed up." He observed and said in a cheerful tone as usual, which was making me angry because this was my face that we were talking about here. "It looks all bloody and scarred and-"

I crossed my arms and cut him off with a glare. "Really?" I raised an eyebrow at the redhead, who was looking at me closely with his one emerald eye.

"Yeah." Lavi just answered anyway without noticing my hint of sarcasm. "It looks like its been cut pretty badly...wait." he stopped all of the sudden. "What the hell happened?"

I gritted my teeth together and tried not to scream. Okay, so I didn't want to be a bitch at Lavi since the exorcists had just saved my life even though it was their fault that I had ended up like this in the first place, but it was really hard not to and I was just in such a horrible mood right now even though I had just almost lost my life. Yes, you'd think that when most people are attacked by an eight year old kid with blue hair, they'd probably end up in shock or a coma or just some kind of disorder, but I was just….pissed. Because a stupid Noah had drawn on my face using un-designer makeup, that's why. "That girl named Road tortured me." I answered in a fairly quiet voice. "And…."

"Does it hurt?" Lavi raised an eyebrow and blinked his eye. I rolled my eyes at him.

"No Lavi, it doesn't hurt. It feels amazing and I think I just might go back and ask her to do it again."

The redhead let out a sigh and shook his head at me. "I get it." He answered tiredly and reached into his exorcist uniform to pull out something.

I blinked at him as he searched for something in his pockets. "What are you doing?" I asked but a moment later he pulled out something white and square-looking out of his jacket.

"What is that?" I eyed the soft white thing suspiciously as he handed it to me. "Oh god- it's not a pad is it?"

Lavi looked confused for a moment but his expression just turned back normal again after a second. "I don't know what the hell a pad is," he said as I took the white piece of cloth carefully from his hands and examined it closely. "But it's probably not one of those. Have you never seen a damn handkerchief before?"

I studied the white cloth that was dangling in my hands cautiously like how a deer would examine a meadow before grazing grass, and I opened my mouth to say something after I found out what it was. "Oh." Was the word that came out after I realized that the thing wasn't a pad, but a handkerchief, which was pretty cool, since…. "Who carries handkerchiefs around anymore?" I raised an eyebrow at the redhead, who was staring at back at me.

Lavi didn't say anything- he just sort of looked at me in shock, and after a moment of awkward silence my brain seemed to work again. "OH!" I almost smiled as I gazed at the white cloth in my hands after I remembered that we weren't in my world anymore. "We're in the Victorian Era! Of course! EVERYBODY has one of these! Actually, I think when I was little my grandpa used to give me his every time I cried or something…I can't remember exactly, but now that he's dead I don't really see a handkerchief everyday…"

The hyper man blinked back at me with one emerald eye. He looked like he just wanted to rub the back of his head. "Yeah." Lavi said carefully, probably wondering if I was actually stupid or just slow. "We ARE in the Victorian era. Great job, you figured that out. And I'm sorry that you're grandpas dead…I mean if something ever happened to the old panda I probably would murder the person responsible for his death."

I raised an eyebrow at that. Weird. I never knew that Lavi could be so serious. It always occurred to me that if Bookman had ever died or something, he would just burst into giggle fits and decide to go swimming with the dolphins. But apparently, by the look seriousness written across his face, that wasn't exactly true. Though, as I glanced at his deep green eyes that seemed to be in thought, I realized that he did have a….normal side to him after all. One that wasn't smiling like a retard and screaming for joy all the time. "Thanks anyway." I muttered a bit too low for him to hear and pressed the white handkerchief to my cheek, which was still wet with blood.

"You're welcome." Lavi replied, which made quite surprised since I thought that he didn't hear me mumble. Oh well, maybe the guy just had good ears. Either way, I was feeling kind of bad, because Lavi's handkerchief, which used to be a pure shade of white, had turned dark crimson after a long moment of being pressed against my scarred cheeks. Though he didn't seem to mind-he wasn't exactly complaining about it anyway. Instead he was staring at me-not angrily or cheerfully or sadly-but well…he was just staring. And not like a person in a coma either. He was just well….looking at me with his bright eyes I guess, if that was supposed to be descriptive.

"What?" I demanded, a bit creeped out by the redhead. "And is your other eye staring at me underneath that eyepatch too? Because if it is, then you that means you can practically see through stuff, which means that you have x-ray vision."

Lavi didn't blink or stare in confusion. His eyebrows just sort of curved together, looking at me like I was hopeless. "I was just wondering," he said finally after a few seconds of silence, "If I should record this event."

It was my turn to frown. "Record?" I echoed in shock. "Video cameras were already invented in this century? I though they weren't even invented yet! And what are you going to record anyway? How you just fought the akumas with that hammer? So wait, after you record it are you going to like, put it on Youtube? Because that would be pretty cool, and you know, a lot of people get famous on Youtube so maybe you could-"

"I already have it in my head of course," Lavi interrupted. "But I'm just wondering if I should right it down. On paper. That this girl named Dior Snow traveled into our world and she might have an Innocence. And oh-she's one of the strangest people I've ever met."

"You just think I'm strange because my clothes are cooler than yours." I rolled my eyes at Lavi, who looked deep in thought. "I mean, white pants and high boots? Who wears that anymore? And okay fine, I admit that you're pretty good looking, but is that eye patch supposed to be an accessory or are you actually blind? And-"

"DIOR!" A sudden cry coming from afar caused me to spin around immediately. And when I saw that it was Lenalee flying towards us on her black boots, I had to say I was quite relieved to see her, along with Allen, Kanda, and Bookman, who were not too far behind her either.

"Lenalee!" I yelled but soon my voice was covered but one much louder than my own.

"LENALLEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Lavi, who looked more happy than ever, was practically jumping up into the air when he saw the Asian girl charging towards our direction. "LENAAAALLEEEEEE!" He shouted again with his hands waving dramatically in the air in joy and the black-haired exorcist seemed to have seen him, for her mouth curved into a smile and waved back as she reached to where we were standing.

"Dior!" she halted to a stop, leaving dust bits flying around in the air as she deactivated her Innocence quickly. "Are you alright….oh god! Are you bleeding?"

I looked at her anxious violet eyes, unsure of whether to use a sarcastic remark or not to that obvious statement. "Yes, I'm bleeding." I said clearly, deciding not too, since I didn't want to be too mean to Lenalee. "And it hurts. But its okay-Lavi lent me his handkerchief to stop the blood."

Lenalee still looked like she wanted to burst into tears though. "I'm so glad that you're alright!" her voice almost came out in a whisper for some reason, making me scratch the back of my head. Geez, it wasn't like I was dead or something…why did she freaking have to act like this?!

"Are you alright?" Another voice suddenly asked, and when I looked past the black-haired exorcist I noticed that Allen, Kanda, and Bookman had caught up and were panting for breath, clearly amazed at Lenalee's speed.

"Yeah Allen, I'm alright." I answered the white-haired exorcist, who gave a sweet smile back in return. But even though he was smiling, I could tell that his big gray eyes had worry in them.

"We need to leave this place quickly." Allen Walker said quickly, causing everyone to turn and look at him. "This place is full of akuma and-" the boy turned towards me with a serious expression on his face-"they are all looking for you, Dior."

I blinked back at Allen, surprised at this. "The akuma are looking for me?" I repeated unbelievably, but then I stopped. "Wait a minute." I said carefully. "If they think I'm Brittney Spears and want my autograph, then you can tell them that I'm not her."

"Who's Brittney Spears?" Lavi wanted to know, but Allen Walker just shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if you didn't spear a British person." He said seriously. "But we need to get out of here quick. The only problem is that we have no form of transportation."

"That's why I have a car." I sighed. "But anyway, we DO need to get out of here quick. I mean, I don't want my life on the line. And neither does Hobo."

"Meow." The tiny cat poked his head out of my pocket at the sound of a familiar name, but ducked back in as soon as he realized that six people were staring at him, wondering why the hell he was still alive. Kanda, who wasn't even paying attention before, widened his eyes immediately and took a stumble backwards at the sight as Lenalee shook her head sadly. "Bookman." She said with a sigh. "Which is the shortest route to the Bookmen library? I think it would be wise to get there as soon as possible."

Lavi nodded in agreement. "The shortcuts usually have the most akuma in them though." He said. "But with our amount of exorcists we should be able to deal with them."

I yawned, feeling so tired. It was probably three o' clock in the morning right now, and I hadn't even gotten any sleep, due to an akuma attack of course. "So why don't we get a carriage then, since cars don't exist?" I suggested.

Lenalee let out another long sigh. "Yes," she said. "But where? The only town around here kicked us out and we are not allowed back in unless we sneak in and steal one….but…"

"You guys got kicked out?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes, but that's just how the life of an exorcist goes."

"Oh." I said. "Well, it's not like I was kicked out. Maybe I could go into town and get a carriage or something?" I shrugged. I knew that was a pretty retarded idea-but it was the only one I could think of right now.

Allen seemed to be considering the plan though. "That's true." He said approvingly. "But we can't just let you go alone. I mean, right now Road is really quite angry…good thing we managed to escape from the cabin though. Anyway, Road and the akuma are all searching for you right now, so you shouldn't just wander around alone…"

"I'll go with you." Lavi offered much to my surprise.

"With that bright red hair?" Lenalee said. "No, I don't think so."

"I'll just put my hood up." Lavi said. "On the other hand though, all of us going into town to steal a carriage WOULD be pretty stupid, so it's either me and Dior going to town to get a few horses or we WALK to Germany."

"Che." Kanda said, standing far away from the rest of the group. "Fine, baka usagi." He hissed. "But you better not get your ass kicked by that group of worthless villagers."

Lavi put his hands up. "Trust me Yu, I won't." he smiled playfully and grabbed my arm. "Come'on lets go."

"Don't take too long!" Lenalee said worriedly, but agreed. Though she was clearly thinking that this whole plan wasn't going to work. "And remember not to get caught! And oh-we'll be waiting for you right here! Remember to protect Dior!"

"Hai, hai!" Lavi shook his head in annoyance as we headed into the front gate of the tiny town. Or was it even a town? It looked pretty tiny to me, and since the gates didn't even have any guards around it at night, I doubted that it was some important town.

"It's so quiet." I whispered to Lavi as we walked past the gates and into the silence of the buildings, our figures disappearing from the exorcists' sights as we went further into the town. The whole town was so quiet it was almost creepy, since the townspeople were all in their houses, asleep.

"I know." Lavi whispered back as he let go of my arm. "Shhhhh. If we get caught we'll be dead."

"Unless you smack them with your hammer." I suggested, taking in the sight of the tiny buildings squished together in. I really felt like I was in a museum, those historical ones where they explain the daily lives of people in the Victorian era or something. All the rows of houses were so cramped up together I thought I was almost going to get squished just by walking through the empty streets.

"What if there aren't any carriages in here?" I asked Lavi, who seemed to be wondering which direction we were headed to as we came around a dark creepy corner with two routes.

"There probably is." He said without glancing at me. "We''ll look for shops that say carriages or horses for sale…something like that. Okay, so you go that way-" he pointed to the left street- "and I'll go this way. Meet me back here after ten minutes, okay?"

"I don't have a watch." I pointed out.

Lavi sighed. "Just around that time, okay?" he said tiredly as he headed into the right street. "Anyway, if you aren't back here in ten minutes I'll go look for you, alright?"

"Fine." I mumbled, nervous that he was ditching me. Didn't Lenalee warn us that there were akuma crawling in every corner of the area? So why was Lavi being so stupid? I thought he was supposed to be the smart one.

I watched his figure disappear into the darkness of the moonlight streets and slowly turned around the corner, a bit frightened. Carriages for Sale. Carriages for Sale. Carriages for Sale. I didn't want to be a thief, but since it was deep into nighttime and no shops were open, I guess we had no choice. Oh well, not that I cared that much anyway. It wasn't like the police had guns in their era. Or did they? Ugh. Stupid History class.

I kept looking for signs that said 'Carriages' and 'Horses', but there was no luck as I turned around corners and corners. Surprisingly, the town was bigger than I had thought, since on the outside it looked quite tiny like a village. Clearly it wasn't that small though, because after three minutes or so I realized that I didn't even know where the hell I was going.

Oh crap.

"Oh crap." I muttered out loud as I stopped in my tracks, standing in the middle of the empty street. I could almost feel goose bumps rising up on the back of my neck for some reason, and I suddenly remembered that my mom used to tell me to trust my senses, because they were usually always right. So why the hell was I having goose bumps? And okay, this town WAS a bit creepy since I was the only one on the streets right now, but it shouldn't have been so scary as to make the hairs on my neck stand up. But they were definitely standing up right now-and pretty straightly-because I could feel the hairs on my neck tickling my bare skin.

Quickly, realizing that something bad just might happen, I rushed past the streets and tried to find my way back to the corner where Lavi and I had separated. But I couldn't seem to find my way back, unfortunately-all the buildings and the houses and the structured were just making me swirl in dizziness.

"Let's see…" I said, trying not to panic as I worked my way back. "If I turn left and I go back and then turn again then maybe I could make my way back?"

Hopefully.

So I tried to follow the route I had come from and tried to head back. Or at least I was hoping that this was the correct route. Otherwise I was so lost, even though I didn't want to admit it.

I let out a quick sigh, something that I didn't do that often. After passing by billions of tiny shops that had different signs hanging above them like 'jewelry' or 'pets' or 'giant shoes' or 'beautiful dresses', I was becoming quite skeptical of the fact that this town sold carriages. Seriously. Who the heck sold horses and carriages in a shop? Certainly not anybody normal from my world.

"Lavi?" I called in a whisper, hoping that he could hear me and that the townspeople couldn't. "Lavi?" I whisper-called again as I headed towards another corner, hoping the people wouldn't wake up and start throwing hats at me. "La-"

Before I could finish saying his name, something soft yet firm at the same time crashed into my body, causing me to take a little stumble backwards. "Ow!" I hissed as I glanced up with a glare. "What the freaking fu-"

I stopped my words when I glanced up. Standing there, blinking back at me, was a beautiful man with fairly dark skin and hair that was slicked back neatly into a short ponytail. And when I said beautiful, I really meant beautiful, because the man's face was framed so perfectly it was almost inhuman. I took another step back when I recognized that it was a person who was staring at me. A very, very, sexy person.

After a long moment of staring at the other, the man tilted his head to the side and smiled. "I apologize." His mouth curved upwards and his shoulders loosely turned into a shrug. The man seemed to be a few years older than me-old but young at the same time, if that made any sense. "But may I ask why a fine lady like you is wandering the streets this late at night?"

I took another step backwards automatically. "Um," I said, unsure of what to say, only staring at what he was wearing, which was black dress pants with a loose white shirt that was buttoned down a bit at the top, showing a tiny part of his chest. "No." I managed to croak out.

The man raised a surprised eyebrow at this, but after a second his face relaxed back into a smile that was like honey. "I see." He said, looking at me curiously. "But what a fine evening it is, yes? The moon is so bright tonight...it really is quite an enjoyable hour when the feeling of the moon glows over us, the contrast from the sun…" he mouth curved up towards the sky, "Dark but yet warm…capturing us all in it's light…"

I stared back at the man, who was looking up at the black sky thoughtfully. "Um," I said, wondering who the hell this person was. "Do you work for Shakespeare?"

I received another confused blink from the man, and when I stared closely into his eyes, I realized that they were golden. Which was not just creepy at all-yup, you just see men with golden eyes wandering the streets at night wearing black dress pants ALL THE TIME! "Shakespeare?" the man looked at me oddly with his deep eyes for a moment, but soon his expression turned into an amused look, which scared be quite a bit. "Well…" He blinked thoughtfully. "Let's see…now that you mention it, maybe a few hundred years ago that wouldn't have been a bad idea…quite a good alternative from killing people all the time actually…"

I froze. "Killing people?" I echoed in a tiny voice as the man turned and smiled at me. "As in psychopath killing? Rape and then kill? Or just kill kill? As in, you know…direct killing?"

The dark-skinned man's lips formed upwards and I could tell that he was studying me with interest, golden eyes glowing so brightly it was almost radioactive. "Figure of speech." He simply replied, causing my eyebrows to turn into a frown. Figure of Speech? Was there some kind of sentence that was about killing people in the Victorian Times? Because if there was then I certainly wasn't paying attention in class, again. "Anyway," the man said as he ran a hand through his neatly combed hair. "I'm Tyki Mikk. Pleased to meet you." He stuck out a hand for me to shake, and as I took his giant hand I noticed that it was covered with white gloves, just like Allen's. Ugh. Why did they have to do that? It wasn't like back in their day there was already a disease called Swine Flu, so it wasn't like they needed to protect themselves in case they got infected. So what was up with all the gloves?!

"Nice to meet you too." I muttered but in my head I was actually wondering why I had taken his hand. After all, he could have been a rapist-he did look kind of like one too.

Tyki let go of my hand after a very short shake and tilted his head to the side, a curved up smile still plastered on his face. "I beg of your pardon," he said slowly, "But may I ask what name you go by?"

"Di-" I began, but decided not to give him my real name, Dior Snow. After all, even though I wasn't used to being in the anime world, it was common sense to not meet a random stranger on the streets and tell him what your name was. Even my mom used to tell me that when I was little. And if you weren't mentally challenged or had Making New Friends Disorder, then most of you probably wouldn't have told him you're actual name either. Oh-and since I was being chased by hundreds of akuma right now, it clearly wouldn't have been too wise to tell him my real identity, just in case he was a demon. So there-I wasn't that stupid. "My name is…" I trailed off, trying to think of a name that suited the situation. "My name is Florence." I finally managed to stutter out. "Yes, Florence is my name. And oh-my last name is Rose. Yeah, Florence Rose. I mean er-Florence Charlotte Elizabeth Mercedes Edna Lulu Rose. Yes, that's it."

Tyki stared at me with his golden eyes weirdly for a while, but soon he nodded-slowly at first-and then gradually understandingly. "I see." He smiled with nods. "Nice to meet you, Florence." Then he studied me for a moment with his gleaming eyes and seemed like he wanted to say something.

"What?" I demanded.

Tyki gazed up at the sky and then back down at me. "Well Florence," he almost smirked he looked at me. "You wouldn't happen to know someone called Dior Snow, would you?"

I stiffened and stared up at him. Tyki blinked back at me innocently in return, but I was pretty sure that he knew a lot more than that. "Dior Snow?" I repeated slowly, trying not to sound nervous. Meanwhile I was also wondering how the freaking hell did he know who I was. "Why would you ask me who Dior Snow is?" I gave him an annoyed look after I calmed my nerves down. "Is that your ex-girlfriend? Did she cheat on you and then run away? Well if you are looking for her then I'm very sorry to say that I DON'T know where she is and I DON'T know a person named Dior Snow, sorry."

Tyki rubbed the back of his head lazily as he took my answer in, seeming to think about things for a moment. "Oh." Was his final answer. " I see." He said, scratching the back of his head in disappointment. "Well that's just too bad I guess."

I eyed him suspiciously, and my emerald eyes met his golden ones. "Is there a particular reason that you are searching for this um, lady?" I wanted to know, trying not to sound too desperate.

Tyki let out a long sigh and ran a gloved hand through his hair again. "Yeah." He said, staring up at the bright moon hopelessly. "You see, my master wants me to find this Dior Snow person…but of course that's quite impossible in a town like this…" his voice trailed off automatically.

"Your master?" I asked, eyes wide and currently having a few disgusting thoughts. "What do you mean by your master? And if your relation to him is pretty inappropriate then I suggest you not say it, otherwise you might get a cat stuffed in your face."

And by cat I meant Hobo of course, who was probably still taking a nap in my pockets.

Tyki blinked at me in confusion, his bright golden eyes shining. "My, my," he said, looking taken aback. "What disappointing words coming from such a fine lady like yourself! Who taught you to speak such garbage?"

I shot him a glare. "Nobody." I answered harshly. "And at least I don't talk like I just hopped out of Phantom of the Opera." I added with a hiss, a bit offended that a random stranger I had just met was making comments about the way I spoke. Which was perfectly normal, just obviously not in this world of course.

Tyki raised an eyebrow way up. "Phantom of the Opera?" he repeated slowly, but then decided to let it go. "Well," he sighed as he looked at me. "I guess I have to go now. I really do need to find this 'Dior' person quickly, otherwise HE might get a bit mad…"

"Oh." I said, wondering who HE was. "Well it was nice bumping into you. I hope I never have to talk to you again."

Tyki gave me a confused look and then smiled. "Well, maybe we will meet again someday." His mouth then turned upwards slyly, allowing shivers to run down my spine. "I really haven't met such a lady like you before." He commented. "May we meet again."

"Yeah," I mumbled, rolling my eyes. "Whatever."

"Good Night," Tyki smiled, giving me a little wave with his hands as he walked past around the street corner and disappeared into the darkness of the night. Quickly I spun around after he had past to see where he had headed to, but the strange thing was, when I turned around and looked past the corner I didn't see a single figure. And you know what the creepiest part of it all was? I swallowed something down my throat as I took a few steps forward and realized what was in front of my path. Yes-it was nothing but a brick wall-a dead end. So what the hell was that Tyki man doing in the little alley and how did he even walk out of there?

I stood there, in front of the wall, with freezing shivers running down my spines, just staring into the dead end. Who was this Tyki man and how come it seemed like I was actually well….quite scared of him? Usually I wasn't scared of that many things unless they were either spiders or nuclear bombs, but why was it that back there, when I had been talking to that man, there had been cold sweat running down my back like a dripping faucet?

I shivered even though there was no there was no wind tonight-only the glowing lights of the moon. I crossed my arms for warmth and stared up into the sky. Who was HE? And how the hell did the Tyki person even know Dior Snow? He had clearly been searching for me, so did that mean he worked for Road? Wait a second. My eyes widened as I realized something-that they had the same skin color. Both Road and Tyki had the same dark shade of greenish brown skin, and I could almost remember Road mentioning something about Tyki doing something to my organs or something like that when I had been captured by her. Had she actually said that? Or was it just my imagination again?

Suddenly, a loud rustle caused me to spin whip around and stare around the corner nervously. Slowly I backed into the brick wall as I heard footsteps coming nearer. "Um…" I said in a tiny voice as the rustles grew louder and the footsteps came nearer.

Suddenly a figure materialized in front of my face.

"OH EM GEEEEEE!" I screamed at the figure and tried to kick whatever it was, but when I opened my eyes I realized that it wasn't anything to be scared of. In fact, it was someone that I should be beating up right now.

"What the hell?" Lavi glared at me with his one emerald eye into my own eye that was the same color. "Do you know how long I've been freaking looking for you, Dior Snow?" he hissed, clearly quite unhappy right now with me. "I told you to freaking meet me back in front of the routes in ten minutes, you stupid…argh!" he groaned loudly and clutched his head hopelessly, probably wondering why he had offered to accompany me to come into this town in the first place.

"Well you could have just yelled my name." I shot back, even though I was pretty relieved to see a familiar face. One that didn't belong to a scary man with dark skin.

"Yeah, and have all the townspeople wake up?" Lavi said through gritted teeth as I blinked back at him. I didn't want to admit how happy I was that he had found me though-I was pretty sure that I would have gotten lost otherwise. "You're so…" the redhead searched for the meanest words he could think of. "You're so….ARGH! Actually, you know what?" He said, shaking his head. "Just never mind. Seriously. I don't even want to argue with you-the important thing right now is that I've found a perfect store that sells carriages."

I blinked up at him in surprise. "You did?" I wanted to make sure.

Lavi nodded. "Yup." He answered. "It's right around the corner-I figured out that all of the streets in this town are pretty much linked together, therefore it's almost like a maze."

"Figures." I grumbled. Maybe that's why I had gotten lost. "Anyway," I said as I looked into his eyes. "When you were coming here to look for me, you were coming from that way, right?" I pointed to the route that Tyki had gone off to-the one that I had come from.

The redhead nodded and tilted his head to one side. "Yeah." He said, scratching the back of his head. "Why?"

"Um," I said, unsure of whether I wanted to know the answer to this or not. "Well…on the way here…" I trailed off, almost nervous to know. "Well did you…" Lavi gave me a questioning look as I went on, "Well did you…did you bump into a man with dark skin and gold eyes?" I inquired.

The eye patch wearing man crossed his arms and stared at me like I was stupid. "Are you serious?" He wanted to know, but not in a mean way. "Are you sure you're okay?" Lavi bent down and flicked my forehead lightly, awarding him a glare. "No, I didn't bump into anyone. Why would there anybody wandering the streets this late at night besides us?" he said as he uncrossed his arms and put his hands into his pockets. "Geez, why do you even ask these questions?"

I stared off into blank space. "Oh." Was all I said. "So you didn't bump into anyone?"

"Geez, I told you already-no!"

"Oh." I stammered. "Oh. Oh-okay then."

Lavi raised one eyebrow up. "Why?" he wanted to know. "Did something happen?"

I shook my head quickly, not even knowing why I didn't just tell him. Maybe it was just because it seemed too imaginary to be real-maybe the whole Tyki thing hadn't even happened and I had just imagined some random man passing by the corner, gold eyes gleaming brighter than those of a cat's. "Nothing happened." I replied, not too sure what was going on myself.

Lavi scratched his head. "Okay then." He gave me an odd look. "Anyway, I think it's time to steal some horsies."

I nodded in agreement, almost forgetting about the strange shiver that I had received just a minute ago. "Let's go jack some carriages and ride 'em to Germany." I smiled weakly at the redhead as we left the dark alley and headed towards the shop.

Wow. Never thought that I'd ever say that in my life.

TYYYYKKKIIII!!!!!!!!!!! *hearts come out of eyes*

lol, thankyas for reading!!! I hope this chapter was better than the last one...well I suppose it was. I mean, Tyki appeared. So like, DUUUUHHHH.

Oh, and look forward to chapter 13!!! And I love reviews almost as much as Lavi and Tyki so yeah...it would be quite nice if you did review.

BUH BYEEESSS!!!!