I have to say I'm SUPER MOO-PER DISAPOINTED WITH THIS CHAP. So you're just going to deal with it! Sorry to the people who actually care.

And oh, I've put up a poll on my profile about reincarantion fics, so if you could vote that would be very appreciated!

THANNNKKKKKYYEEEERS AND READ ALREADY EVEN THOUGH I HATEEEE THIS CHAAAPPTEERR!!! RAAWWWRRR I WANT TO EAT THIS CHAPTEERR!!!! RAWWWRR!!!

CHAPTER 13-the unlucky number

"I'm sorry to say this," I announced, "But it smells in here."

Lavi gave me a glare with his emerald eye as I placed my hands on my hips and returned his look. "It's called a horse." He said in an even voice as he ducked beneath the low ceiling and crawled into the shed.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms, shooting him a menacing look as he stepped over the pile of hay quickly, trying not to awaken the owner of the shop. "Well you can go in there by yourself, then." I hissed at the redhead, who wasn't really paying much attention to me at all. "Because it smells worse than the time Rex clogged the toile-"

"Listen," Lavi interrupted suddenly. "Are you going to help me release the horses or not?"

I wrinkled my nose. "Not the horses, no." I answered and got awarded with a look of horse dung from the redhead. "But I'll go get the carriages?"

Lavi considered it for a moment and glanced at me up and down, probably wondering how such a short little girl like me could possibly well, help.

"Are you sure you can handle it?" He wanted to make sure.

I nodded. "You get the horses and I'll cut the strings that tie the carriages together." I told him and hopped out of the shed, glad to breathe some fresh air again, though the scent of the disgusting animals was still finding it's way into my nostrils.

Even Hobo didn't seem to be enjoying the smell that much.

"Meow," the cat poked its hideous head out of my pocket and meowed in protest.

I rolled my eyes. "I know." I said, totally understanding the poor little thing. Though the situation was poorer for me. Really…how had I even been stuck doing this? How the hell had I ended up going on a weird adventure with the exorcists to find some freaking book in a library in the first place? So apparently I had something called Innocence…or maybe I did, but why did we even have to look for it anyway? Alright fine-I knew everybody at the Black Order was probably just using me for research purposes, which wasn't exactly the kindest thing that you could do to a sixteen year old teenager, but even if they had FOUND the book on that weird innocence that I had, what were they going to do about it?

I sighed; something that I didn't do that often, and stepped into the darkness of the shop, searching for the perfect-sized carriage. Well, it wasn't exactly a shop-it was more of a personal business store that sold carriages and horses. Really…how would such a business even make money? Did people even buy carriages on a regular basis? Well I supposed most people in this era bought horses…but it was still pretty strange.

I took out the dagger-the one that Lavi had given to me before we came in-and cut the string that tied together two carriages. They weren't the fancy, pretty ones that I had imagined them to be-you know that ones that the Queen rides in? Well instead, they were the ugly, wooden ones that probably could have gotten them an F in art class. Oh, and they squeaked too, since when I cut the string and gave the thing a strong kick, the giant cart started to make an irritable noise-one of fingernails screeching down a chalkboard.

"Ugh." I wrinkled my nose; it smelled strongly of mixed wood and horse crap in the shelter-not exactly the place where I would have liked to be. The carriage creaked as it was released from it's hold. Now…all we had to do was tie the horses together with the carriage and we could probably create quite a convenient form of transportation…

"Are you done in there?" the redhead poked his head into the room, his hands holding a rope that lead two horses along behind him. "I found a stallion that seem pretty strong." He grinned suddenly. "In fact, I've named him Stally."

I raised an eyebrow as a black horse with a white splotch on it's forehead nudged Lavi gently. Stally? Honestly…was that the most original name that he could have thought of? Because I could have probably given the beautiful horse a much better name. "Great to see that you're getting along well with those animals." I commented. "You really should work at the SPCA!"

Lavi blinked. "What's the SPCA?" he wanted to know but I just ignored him.

"Here's a carriage that can hopefully fit all of us." I said as I gave the creaky thing a tiny kick. "And if it can't then I'm afraid you'll have to hop off."

Lavi smiled toothily. "Yeah, since I can always just ride on my hammer to get to anywhere I want."

I stared at him as he bent down and began tying the horses towards the carriage, trying keep as quiet as possible. That was totally so true; if only Lavi's hammer could fit all six of us-then we probably wouldn't have to be in a stinky stall stealing carriages right now. Too bad life in the 19th century just wasn't that convenient.

"Just a bit more…" Lavi said, his green eye concentrated on work. "And I'm done!"

I blinked at our finished piece of art-the two horses were now securely fastened against the hideous carriage with broken windows. Then I glanced at Lavi, who had his arms behind his back and was admiring the um, vehicle proudly. I didn't want to, but I had to admit that the redhead had done a pretty good job with everything. How did he even do it so well? Had he practiced tying horses to a carriage before? Because it seemed like he did, since it was wonderfully put together.

"The two horses should totally like, get married." Lavi noted suddenly, causing me to turn towards him and wonder what the hell was wrong with his brain. Wasn't he supposed to be the future Bookman? I blinked my emerald eyes as he grinned back at me cheerfully.

If I were Bookman, I definitely wouldn't have chosen this guy to be my successor.

"Um." I answered. Because well, what could I say to that? "So you want the horses to get…married?"

Lavi nodded. "Well, yeah." He looked at me like it was obvious. "I mean, one's a stallion and the other one is a mare, so according to the reproduction system, they should be expecting foals quite soon!"

I stared at him for a moment.

Then I laughed. Really, why was it that back in the 21st century, Jess was always talking about how cool this guy was and how much she wished that he was real? And oh, how much she wanted to just grab him and kiss him! I shuddered; oh, if only she knew what he was actually like. "So one is a stallion and the other one is a mare." I repeated slowly. "And you named the stallion Stally?" I received a happy nod from Lavi. "Well, what about the mare? You going to name her Mary?" I rolled my eyes sarcastically.

Lavi widened his eyes suddenly. "Wow, Dior Snow." He whispered breathlessly. "I didn't know that you were so good at naming horses." He looked shocked. And he wasn't even being sarcastic, much to my dismay. "That's it." He punched a fist into an open palm. "Mary and Stally. The perfect horsie couple!"

I took a frightened step back as Lavi gave me a wink. Okay…I totally needed to write a letter to my friend Jess right now to tell her about this horrifying universe. Probably something along the lines of:

'Dear Jess, I'm in the D Grayman world with a redheaded freak. Remember the time you said you wished that there was a guy as cute as Lavi? Well I'm afraid to tell you that he isn't that cute. Or innocent. Just a bit creepy, that's all. And oh-he likes to make horses get married. Yeah, that's how hot he is. Anyways, I kind of have to go now, since me and him just jacked a carriage and we're planning to ride it to Germany, where we need to find a book on my superpower that can apparently kill machines that look like clowns. Yup, its just totally crazy here-write to you later!

Love, Dior.

P.S-pray for me that I come back alive please. Thankyou.

I sighed as I faded out of the thought. Too bad there wasn't FedEx around here. Because if there was, I would have gladly sent the letter to her century-along with myself, of course.

"We really should get going." I said awkwardly, trying not to talk about horses anymore.

Lavi laughed-finding it amusing to creep me out-and jumped onto the carriage swiftly. "Lets go." He grinned and reached out a hand to pull me up.

"Hopefully you know the way out of town." I hissed as I reached up to grab his hand.

Well, I was going to, until suddenly one of the horses neighed loudly-definitely a scream in human speech-and thumped it's hooves against the ground thunderously in rage.

Okay. Multiple Personality Disorder.

"Fuck," Lavi swore as he tried to control the stupid animals, but it was already too late. I could already hear the human footsteps coming near the store, and oh they were coming quite quickly alright.

"Quoi?" a booming voice called in French. "Que'st que-c'est?!"

Oh, crap.

"We have to get out of here quickly!" I hissed to the redhead. He didn't seem to be panicking though. He was trying to make the horses shut up by calming them down, I could tell, but it didn't seem to be working-it was only making louder noises.

"Qui?!" another man yelled, footsteps growing louder and quicker. "Qui est là?!

Why the heck did these people wake up so fast? It was like they knew when somebody was there to steal their carriages! It was like they had horse-stealing radar or something! "Erm," I called back, desperately thinking of something to do. "C'est moi, la pomme!"

I immediately regretted saying that though- it totally was a bad move, for I could hear the running footsteps charging towards us now.

In furiousity.

"LA POMME?!" the man's voice screamed, getting closer. "QUI EST LA POMME?!"

"Quick Lavi, do something!" I spun towards the redhead and cried, the soul scared out of my body. "You're the future Bookman!"

"Yeah, and I have no fucking idea why you just told him that you were a fucking apple!" he shouted back angrily as he grabbed my arm harshly and stuffed me inside the carriage.

"Shit!" I screamed as the people suddenly charged into the store with guns in their hands (they had guns back then?!) and pointed one long rifle towards me and the exorcist.

"Que'st que vous faisez?!" the two men boomed out as they stood in front of the shop and gave us the most terrifying looks in the world. "DITE MOI!"

Lavi put both hands up. "Nous prendons les chevaux pour une promenade!" he practically yelled, looking pretty panicked. I had no idea what he had said, but I suddenly decided to give one of the horses a hard kick with my Marc Jacobs mouse flats.

Another bad idea.

"Jesus Christ!" The exorcist yelled as the horses went crazy and charged out of the shop at the speed of lightning with horrified neighs.

"OH EM GEE!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as the spazzy animals zoomed out of the shop and crashed through the wood, sending pieces of splinters to go flying across my face. The sound of gunshots rang out suddenly and I ducked quickly to prevent getting hit by a freaking bullet.

"DUCK!" Lavi hissed as he grabbed my head and pushed it down, the carriage speeding past the houses as fast as a race car.

"ARRETEZ!" the men screamed as they pulled the trigger a few more times, some of the bullets hitting the side of the carriage. "ARRETEZ! ECOUTEZ-MOI! ARRETEZ!"

A single bullet hit the window and I shut my eyes as the glass shattered and pieces of shards scattered all over the wooden walls with an ear piecing sound. Okay, so I had thought the akuma in this world were pretty bad-apparently the humans over her weren't that compassionate either, though it was our fault for stealing stuff in the first place.

"ARRETEZ!" the men were still screaming at the top of their lungs, now chasing behind us like they had just seen an ice cream truck. Even kids weren't that crazy about ice cream!

"Arretez!"

I blinked open my eyes after another sequence of angry yells and screams; the voices were getting further away now and the gunshot sounds had stopped.

Maybe they had given up?

"Ow." I complained as I tried to move from where I was crushed underneath Lavi's body. Geez, he was really pretty heavy. "Get off of me!" I hissed as I struggled to wriggle out from underneath the redhead. Well I suppose that it was a kind act to protect me, but I felt like I was being squished by a giant brick.

"Shit." The eyepatch wearing man cursed loudly as he tumbled off of me and lay on his back in pain. I blinked at the guy as he grabbed his own arm tightly and glanced at me with a green eye.

"Um, are you okay?" I asked even though he looked like he was dying of pain.

"I JUST FUCKING GOT SHOT IN THE ARM!" the redhead yelled loudly as he clutched his arm and made hissing noises. I widened my eyes and scampered over to him, but it was hard to on a bouncing carriage.

"Wait! Calm down!" I cried as I pulled his arm away and inspected the wound. I sucked in my breath at the sight though; Lavi's arm was smeared in a crimson red all over, and as I bent down to take a careful look the scent of pure blood washed over my senses. "Oh my god." I deadpanned as a stared at the wound. This was a pretty serious injury. "Whos going to get me out of town now?!"

Lavi stared at me in shock. "Is that all you can think of, you selfish brat?!" He echoed in disbelief. "I just freaking saved you're life and-"

"Shut up!" I screamed at his face. Lavi gave me an icy glare. Alright, so it wasn't exactly the nicest way to treat somebody who had just gotten shot because of me, but god he was being annoying.

"Aren't you going to help me?" the redhead cried but I just ignored him and crawled out of the speeding carriage to take a peek outside. I had no damn idea where we were going; the night sky had swallowed up the whole town and all that came into sight were squished rows of tiny townhouses.

I rolled me eyes. Scew the part where I ripped off a piece of my dress and helped the guy bandage up his wounds. Unfortunately, that wasn't going to happen for Lavi, since I had to figure out a way to get out of here first, because if we didn't then the yelling men were probably going to catch us to us quite quickly. And oh-I was going to be killed and I didn't really want that to happen, since I had to get back to my world first!

Some of the townspeople were also peeking out through their windows now to check out the loud noises, awakened from all the screaming. Not that great.

"I wish Hobo was a dog instead of a stupid cat!" I practically cried as the carriage rolled aimlessly along the empty streets.

"MEOW!" Hobo hissed in offense as he tried to grab onto whatever was in reach. Which was my freaking hair of course.

"GET OFF OF ME!" I screeched as I tried to pry the crazy get away from my hair. Then I spun around to Lavi, who was still lying on the carriage on his back. "Lavi, give me you're hammer!" I ordered, receiving a look of dirt from the redhead. "I SAID GIVE ME YOU'RE FREAKIG HAMMER!"

"Why the fuck would I do that?" Lavi cried but I had already jumped on him. "Ow-OW WHAT ARE YOU DOING-"

I gave him a hard tackle in the stomach-not the nicest thing to do-and grabbed the tiny weapon from wear it was hung across the belt. "Activate this!" I hissed. "Quick!"

The redhead glared at me for a while, and then his expression suddenly softened. "Oh, I get it." He finally grinned. "Alright. Innocence, Activate!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs as the hammer shot out of the carriage and up into the night sky with Lavi's words.

"EXTEND!" the redhead commanded his weapon as I clung onto the hammer for my dear life that was slowly slipping out of my grasp. The cool, crispy air struck me in the face as I went up as close as the stars and the whole town came into view.

"YES!" I cried in joy as I saw the routes of the town-we were very close to the entrance-in fact, I could see the rest of the exorcists staring up at us, their figures as tiny as ants from this view. Quickly, I slid down the hammer as Lavi de-activated his useful Innocence and looked at me questioningly.

"We just need to turn a few more corners and we'll be out of here." I told him as I grabbed the ropes for whining horses and steered them left. Well, I had taken a few horse-riding classes back in my time, but I never thought that I would be able to control a freaking carriage.

Yes, yes-that's how awesome I am.

After a few more turns and rough routes, the open gates finally came into view. I smiled as Lenalee waved at us happily. Well, she wasn't really going to be that happy once she found out what had happened to Lavi.

"Dior!" The Chinese girl cried as our carriage halted to a stop in front of the town gates. Wow, I never thought that we'd make it out alive!

"Everybody get in the carriage!" I screeched, but the exorcists had already started crawling in, from Allen to Kanda to Bookman and then finally the princess of the Black Order herself.

"Dior, where is Lavi?" Lenalee tilted her head to the side in confused blinks as she was about to get in. "And why are you the one that's-"

"Lavi got shot." I said bluntly. Lenalee's face of wonder suddenly turned into the one of horror as the words spilt out. Then I smiled at her sweetly. "But don't worry! He's alive! And its just the arm, so I guess it doesn't matter!"

Lenalee stared at me with a pale face as she quickly scampered inside to look for her comrade. I sighed; the exorcists really did care for each other-they treated their allies like their family, something that I barely had. Well I suppose that my dad could be a part of that, but he didn't choose too. He was just such an ass.

"Dior, I'll take over." I turned my head to see Allen Walker smiling at me. "You go get some rest."

I blinked. Then I stretched out my arms. "Good." I said as I handed the ropes over to the white-haired boy. "Because I need my beauty sleep."

Allen nodded as I crawled inside of the wooden carriage that now had I few bullet holes on it. I yawned and then glanced around; everybody's faces were focused on Lavi's arm, which he was still clutching. The redhead was now sitting up against the carriage though, so everyone was kind of sitting in a circle like it was a campfire.

Except it wasn't really a campfire-it was a half broken carriage with shattered windows. How romantic!

"We'll find you a hospital as soon as we get to Germany." Lenalee told him as she wiped away a tear. I wrinkled my nose in disgust; god, it wasn't like the boy was dead. He had only gotten shot in the arm, and since he was an exorcist, weren't things like that supposed to happen like, um, a lot?

Then I glanced over past Lavi and Lenalee, and I saw Bookman and Kanda. The Japanese exorcist had his eyes closed and he was leaning against the carriage…in somewhat a sleeping form. I almost wanted to laugh; he even had a frown on his face when he was asleep…how funny was that? I looked past him and saw Bookman-he had his arms crossed and was staring at Lavi with a tinge of worry on his face, though he didn't seem THAT worried, unlike Lenalee, who was practically in tears.

"Does your arm still hurt?" the black-haired exorcist asked Lavi anxiously. I raised an eyebrow. Well it probably did…I mean, how can an arm with a bullet in it not hurt?

The redhead only laughed. "Not really." He grinned at the girl. "I guess it does a bit, but I'll live." He yawned. "I think."

Lenalee seemed relieved. "Good." She smiled back. "Get some rest."

Lavi stretched his arms. "I think I will." He said and shut his emerald eye, tilting is head to the side of his own shoulder. I blinked at the redhead as he drifted off into a soft snore. Well, he certainly went to sleep fast.

Lenalee turned to me tiredly. "Dior, you should get some rest too." She said. "We'll probably get to Charlottenburg tomorrow morning."

I snorted. "Yeah, if those akuma things don't attack again." I rolled my eyes and leaned my head against the boards of the carriage, closing my eyes. Ugh…I was so tired I had no idea how I had managed to scream so loud back there.

The sound of the rolling carriage echoed through me ears; it was actually pretty comforting.

So then I went to sleep.

In a carriage filled with six people, one cat, and two horses with gay names that were apparently going to get married in the future.

I was awakened by an explosion.

An extremely loud one.

"Akuma!" I heard Bookman shout as I blinked open my eyes drowsily and sat up quickly. Of course-akuma! Machines that look like clowns! Not exactly that surprising when you were stuck in a show that relied on those monsters.

I yawned as a redhead rushed past me and hopped out of the carriage. Screw this-I was going to go back to sleep right now. It was the exorcists jobs to deal with those things-I needed to get some rest…

The carriage suddenly shook violently. "Shit!" I cursed as I hung onto whatever was in reach, which just happened to be Kanda's hair. The Japanese man gave me an icy glare as I grabbed onto his ponytail and tumbled over him, causing him to start having coughing fits.

"Get that cat away from me and stop fucking touching me!" he hissed as he shot up and rolled out of the cramped carriage while covering his mouth. Well…allergies. You know how they are.

I rolled me eyes and peeked out of the window. The sunlight was streaking in…which meant that the night had clearly passed. I blinked at the monsters outside and the exorcists who were trying to get rid of them. These ones were the round ones-apparently they were the level ones and also the weak ones, which was good of course. No worries there!

"DIE, YOU LITTLE BALLOON!" I heard Lavi shout as he slammed his giant hammer upon the floating monsters. Well…he looked like he was having fun.

"Good morning Dior!"

I spun around quickly and saw Lenalee sitting there in the tiny corner of the carriage. She smiled at me and stretched into a yawn, looking much better than the sleepless night before she had before this. "So, how are you feeling?" she asked.

"Um." I said. "Aren't you supposed to fighting akuma?"

Well I mean, she WAS an exorcist.

Lenalee laughed and waved a careless hand at me. "Oh, I know." She said. "But there's only a few level ones out there and Lavi is handling them all."

I blinked. "Oh." I raised an eyebrow. "So let's just sit here and watch the beautiful view then." Yeah, a gory one with lots of demon blood spilling. Mmm, how pretty.

I peeked outside again to see Lavi smashing the last akuma, the exploding pieces scattering in all directions. "Oh yeah! Kick his butt!" I yelled to the redhead, who then turned and gave me a grin as he landed on the ground swiftly. Then I turned to Lenalee. "So, um, where are we?"

The Chinese girl put a finger to her chin thoughtfully. "Hmmm, well…we have already arrived in Germany." She smiled at me with her pretty violet eyes. "So it won't be long before we reach the library. But first," her nice face turned into a frown, "We'll go get some breakfast. I'm freaking starving."

I nodded, suddenly remembering how hungry I was. "Me too!" I agreed. "I mean, Road didn't exactly give me any food when she kidnapped me…actually food probably would have been a much nicer gift than this makeover of many colors." Which, by the way, was still stuck onto my face, since there weren't public washrooms to wash it off in this time era.

Lenalee laughed and shook her head, her eyes still stuck onto my cheeks, which was splattered with red, blue, green, pink, and shades brighter than the rainbow all over. "Dior, you really need to wash that off when we get there." She giggled. "I mean, you wouldn't want to go to the Bookmen library looking like…that." Was the nice conclusion.

No shit, Sherlock. I wanted to say but since Lenalee probably wouldn't have understood, I decided not to waste my breath. "I'll wash it off when we get to the hotel." I decided, wondering if this makeup was even well…washable. Wait. I widened my eyes as I realized something. What if this makeup was toxic and bad for my skin? I almost choked as this came to mind-I was seriously going to make Road drink thirty bottles of cleansers if this ruined my pale skin. And twenty bottles of liquid foundation. Plus a bottle of Prada perfume. I almost grinned when this thought came up.

Yes, that was the worst punishment ever! Tee hee!

"We're here at the restaurant!" I heard Allen announce happily from the front of the carriage. Quickly, I crawled out and the sunlight struck me in the face, the proof of a great day hitting me right there. But when I glanced around the place, all I saw was trees and dirt and clouds.

"Wait." I deadpanned. "Where is the restaurant?"

The white-haired boy turned and smiled. "It's over there, don't you see it?" He told me as he pointed his gloved finger towards a tiny little cabin that was hidden so well by the trees I barely noticed it. "We're going to eat there!"

I stared at the shack. Yes, the shack that was hidden behind a tree. Yes, the shack that looked like a hobo hotel, with it's crooked doors and hideous brown structure. Then I suddenly spun back to Allen and tried to control the urge to dye his hair neon green. With purple streaks. "Tell me that's not where we are eating and I won't ask my dad to buy a bomb to chuck it at you." I couldn't help blurting out, startling the poor boy. Really, I didn't have anything against Allen Walker at all-he was a nice kid, but if that disgusting little house was where we were eating, then…well…never mind. Lets just say that the results weren't going to be that amazing.

"Bo-bomb?" Allen Walker repeated in a British accent. When British people pronounce the word 'bomb', it's hilarious. "Wait. Your dad buys you bombs?" He blinked in confusion. "And why do you look mad?"

I smiled sweetly at him. "BECAUSE I DON'T TO GO INTO THAT-" I thrust my hands at the shack-"THING."

Before Allen Walker could ask what was wrong with that thing, Lavi suddenly landed atop one of the horses and blinked at us. I flinched. Yeah, he landed on one of the horses and didn't fall off. That was how exaggerated the anime world was. "Why are you guys talking so loud?" the redhead wanted to know, looking at Allen. Then his gaze traveled to me and blinked. "Whoa, Dior Snow. You don't look very cheerful. What's wrong?"

"Um," I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms. Oh, well that was certainly a nice question to ask! "My dad is a jerk who doesn't care about anyone including me, my mom is missing or dead, the servants at my house are a bunch of money-crazy losers, I'm stuck in your world with a bunch of clown monsters, my face is messed up thanks to some kid with blue hair, I have an ugly cat who has no hair in fact, I need new clothes, my feet freaking hurt thanks to Marc Jacobs, my dress is purple, I'm going on a huge dangerous road trip to look for some freaking book in a library that isn't even known, I'm tired, and I have to freaking eat-" I glared at the guy –"In a shack!"

Allen and Lavi both stared at me as I fumed. Allen looked like he wished his hair could just turn into a magical white mop and carry him away into the sky and away from me. While Lavi, on the other hand, looked pitiful. "I'm…so sorry about you're mom." He said quietly. "But you know, all I have is a grandpa, Lenalee only has a brother, Allen doesn't even HAVE parents anymore, and well, who knows where the hell Yu came from, so you should really stop complaining." He told me.

So much for pitiful.

I gave him a glare. Oh…how I wanted to give him another eye patch right there! "So?" I hissed and put a hand on my hips. "I don't care about you. In fact, I've even put up with your stupid little organization using me, so I think I've done enough." I said furiously as I stared at his green eyes with my own blazing ones. "I know Komui wants to figure out this Innocence of mine so he can maybe add another exorcist onto his team, but so what if he finds the Innocence? Does that mean I'll become an exorcist with you guys and start fighting? I don't think I will. And you better find me a better place to eat right now!"

Funny what lack of sleep does to your mood.

Allen looked nervous as Lavi leaned down his face dangerously close to mine. "It's for research purposes." He said through gritted teeth. "And Komui isn't using you. You're the one that wants to go back to your weird little world…does everyone from you're world act like you? Because if they do then I'm glad that I was born in mine."

I almost wanted to laugh at his stupidity. "Yeah, only because here you guys can jump off of Mount Everest and not get hurt." I snorted and rolled my eyes. "You know what? I don't know why I'm even arguing with an anime character…I mean...you're not even real. You were created-"

"Did you just say I'm not real?" Lavi repeated murderously. Apparently Allen had never seen him act like this before, because the white-haired boy was staring at him in shock. "Say it again and I'll-"

"What's going on?"

We both spun around to the voice of wonder. Lenalee blinked at us as she lifted up the curtains hanging on the carriage. "It's so tense here." She noticed.

"Dior Snow is complaining about the restaurant." Lavi gave her a smile, which made me even more pissed. WHO DID HE THINK HE WAS, GIVING OTHER PEOPLE SMILES WHEN HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS JUST ABOUT TO MUDER ME WITH HIS LITTLE ANIME POWERS????!!!!

"RAWRRRR!" I yelled suddenly when I realized how unfair it was. Lenalee turned to me in surprise and Allen looked frightened. "I WILL NOT STEP INTO THAT SHACK!" I shouted in a double outdoor voice. "YOU GUYS CAN EAT THERE BUT I REFUSE TO EAT!" then I glared at the redhead. "ESPECIALLY NOT IN A ROOM WITH THAT PIG!"

Lavi shrugged. "Fine with me." He chirped.

And before I knew it, I had lunged at him.

GUYS, I'M SO SORRY FOR THIS CHAPTER! THIS WAS PROBABLY LIKE ONE OF THE WORST CHAPTERS THAT I HAVE EVER WRITTEN!!!

But that's all because I don't feel like writing much right now! So yeah, you should be glad that I even dealed with this writers block! Anyways, the next chapter should be MUCH more better, since that is the chapter where the most about Dior's Innocence is revealed...and *SPOILER* something very surprising happens. Something like, REALLY unexpected. BUt UNTIL NOW, DON'T COMPLAIN ABOUT THIS CHAPTER CUZ I TRIED MY BEST! IF YOU DO I'LL MAKE DIOR SCREAM AT YOU! lol

So thanks again for reading! haha, I'm glad some of you actually like this story though, because at first I was like "Crap, I hate this." lol.

And you know what's really funny? This is chapter 13...and it sucks...*DUN DUN DUN!*

Kinda creepy actually.