A/N: I LIVE!! Geh… I'm SO sorry for the late update everyone! I'm not even going to bother making excuses because I know you guys hate them by now anyway, but I swear I had my reasons, not to mention this chapter was harder to write than I thought considering the fact that I have absolutely NO idea where I'm going with this. xD
Just one little thing, I changed my username from 'soul'smelody.x' to 'P.S. Beware'. Just letting you know. Also, I'm planning on re-writing some of the previous chapters but I'd have to find time. I'll let everyone know if I do re-write some of them. :)
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Chapter Three
"This is the last time I will ask this question. Will you join them?"
"No."
"Why?"
"We may have the same goal, but I don't agree with them. And for those who are part of that organization, but have no idea what's really going on inside their roofs, then they're just plain ignorant."
"So you're determined to keep away from them?"
"Yes."
Silence.
"…You better stick to your word, idiot boy."
He slowly opened his eyes and saw the endless expanse of the sky above where the reds and yellows are slowly beginning to dissolve into each other. The sun was setting, and it wasn't that long ago that he defeated the akumas and sensed the presence of Innocence being activated. Exorcists, he thought bitterly and sighed before getting up and stretching his arms as he gazed at the horizon. A gentle wind blew across the empty fields and a golden golem flew out of his cloak in a seemingly annoyed fashion for being disturbed by the movement. He closed his eyes as crosses started to appear on his forehead, his hair turning from white to auburn and his skin from pale to a light tan. Opening his eyes, his hair gently dancing with the wind as he watched the sunset, another thought ran into his mind.
Would they still want me on their side once they find out what I really am?
He chuckled mirthlessly.
I don't think so.
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As Komui sat on his desk reading the information he took note of while talking to Lenalee on the phone about Kanda's encounter a while ago, Reever wondered if their supervisor was sick. Not only was he doing his work for once, but he was actually into it. What could possibly hold his attention this much that it actually made him work this hard? Reever shook his head. It doesn't matter as long as the supervisor was actually doing something useful. He took the pile (more like mountain) of paperwork that needed to be done by the slightly messed up scientist and delivered it to his table. As he dropped the pile on the desk, he craned his head to look at what their supervisor was working on, or to check whether or not he was actually doing his work or was just pretending. To his surprise, he was.
"Hey Reever."
His train of thoughts was interrupted by the sound of Komui's voice that he almost jumped. Almost.
"What is it?" he asked, curious and slightly – only slightly – disturbed by the supervisor's unusual behavior.
"Did any of our other reports about the mysterious exorcist that's stealing the Innocence say something about an eye that looks like… err… it's targeting something?"
So that's what it was about.
"No," Reever replied. "Did Lenalee and the others see him…or her or… whatever gender that person has?"
"Yes. But they said only Kanda saw him, and it was only for a few seconds."
"Are they alright? Any damage?"
"Yes, they're okay. Apart from some shops being ahem-squished-ahem, no other damage was done. But according to Lenalee, Kanda heard the akuma say something about the number fourteen and someone being a traitor, before the 'exorcist' destroyed the akuma. Other than that, Kanda didn't have any more information," Komui said. Reever didn't know why, but the expression on the supervisor's face made him think that there was something else on his mind but is hesitating on saying it – which was why he found himself standing there waiting.
Komui sighed and closed his eyes as he put down the papers in his hand. Reever noticed that his supervisor looked more tired than usual and was about to ask if he was alright when Komui starting speaking again.
"Reever, have you ever doubted anyone from the order before?"
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Lenalee is having a dilemma. A while ago on their way back to the inn they were staying at, they passed by a suspiciously-dressed woman who claims to be a fortune-teller. Now, that wasn't really a big deal; in exorcism, it is included in their rather… invisible job description that they would meet all kinds of shifty-looking people, however in this case, it was what one of those shifty-looking people said that was bothering her. Zer seems to be anozer side to zis war you are facing m'dearies. Pay very cloze attention to ze goings on around you, she had said. Zat boy with white hair that you're trying to chaze after, he seems to know somezing. Why don't you ask him?
Now normally Lenalee would've ignored this politely, but the fact that this person seemed to know about the 'war' that no one else was supposed to know and that they were looking for someone made her think twice.
Hang on... Lenalee thought. We're chasing after a boy with white hair?
Remembering what Kanda encountered earlier on as well as the mysterious boy from a while ago, she decided to go look for the raven-haired exorcist with determination. This, however, proved to be a difficult feat, considering Kanda was nowhere to be found. She searched all throughout the inn including his room – even tried to search the streets near the inn, but to no avail. She had asked Lavi, but he didn't seem to know anything either. After a while, they both went outside looking for their friend around town, wondering all the time where he could've gone and why he disappeared without giving them even the slightest hint that he left to go somewhere.
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"I know you're there. Stop hiding."
The deafening silence of the night was disturbed by the slight rustle behind the bushes as a figure emerged from it. It was dark; the moon being the only source of light had cast a shadow on the figure's face making it impossible to distinguish the features. After a few seconds, the figure slowly took confident yet cautious steps farther away from the bushes and into the moonlight. He slowly became visible – a scowl on his face with a sword on one side and raven-hair tied up in a high ponytail. He smirked.
"Sharp, are we? Didn't expect that from a beansprout like you."
"I told you before, it's Al. Last time I checked, I wasn't a beansprout. What do you want anyway?"
"Che. 'Al' my ass. How would I know you're not lying about your real name?"
"If you're here to take me back to your order, I suggest you turn back now, Kanda-san. I'm not going anywhere near that place."
"And why's that?"
"…You don't even know why I'm against your organisation and you're trying to catch me?"
Kanda twitched. It seemed like this potential exorcist is proving to be more difficult than he had first thought. The Asian thought that he would simply have to drag him to the order, however seeing the younger's abilities a while ago made him rethink, though he won't admit it. He knew the white-haired boy seemed to dislike the organisation but he thought that that was only because of the persistence of the others in trying to capture him and take him to headquarters. He didn't think there was a reason behind it and thought the reports were just exaggerating. Irritation bubbled up inside him and he reached for the hilt of Mugen, pissed off at the beansprout's last statement, but he didn't let it show. He masked his annoyance with an emotionless expression and a frown.
"You don't have any idea what exactly the order's been doing, do you?" The boy smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. From Kanda's point of view, it looked like a tired smile. "After this much energy wasted on trying to catch me, I wonder if they'll still find it worth their time and effort once they find out."
"What the hell are you talking about?"
The white-haired boy shook his head.
"Please forget everything I said. It's to your best interest, Kanda-san. Goodnight."
As the boy walked through the bushes, Kanda decided to stop him, however once he emerged from the bushes the beansprout went through, the white-head wasn't anywhere to be found.
Che. If possible, Kanda's scowl deepened. Damn beansprout.
Aaand… cut? I'm so sorry for ending it here! But the main purpose of this chapter is to introduce some… hints about what's going to happen next, plus a notice to people that I am very much alive and probably still kicking (if I can move under all these stuff my sensei wants me to finish xP). I will try to upload the next chapter as soon as I can, hopefully I'll get away with writing another chapter again soon. I'll try my best to escape, I promise! –cries-
Also, I apologise for the quality of my writing. I wrote this in a hurry, in an attempt to finish it before I'm caught procrastinating again and have another book hurled at my head. -sobs- I need all my brain cells, dammit! -wails-
Anyways, the usual please-review-`coz-it-encourages-me thingie shall be inserted here. Reviews motivate me to write more, and they can be inspiring too. :)