Sorry for not updating for a while, this felt like the hardest chapter yet, and an extra twist to it!
I thank Indiahenna for betaing this chapter and a really big thanks to Eternaldarksoul for giving me the ideas and encouraging me, you were both a huge help! Thanks so much!
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Beauty and the Samurai.
Kanda stormed though his dark, cold, and messy room like a hurricane, smacking anything and everything in his path, making the place even worse. Some objects left small dents in the wall where they had collided. Nothing escaped his wrath, especially when the something was in his way.
"I tried to be a gentleman, I asked her nicely and yet she refuses to stop being stubborn and come and have dinner. What does she expect me to do? Beg?" he growled at no one, as he continued his way through the room to the back, were the balcony was. Before the opening was a small oak table that was plain and simple, but had one of the most beautiful, yet strangest flowers sitting on top—the flower that acts as a constant reminder for Kanda. A reminder of his mistake and his human body. He remembered times where all girls and guys craved his attention, envied him for his strength and perfection in everything; and then how everyone fled when they saw him after.
Kanda shook his head and grabbed a small silver hand mirror and looked into it.
"Show me the girl," he demanded. The mirror glowed a bright luminous blue, and then faded to show Lenalee sitting on a light wooden chair near the massive window in her room. The window overlooked over the beautiful garden that held all sorts of flowers and of nearly every colour one could think of, and Lenalee was staring out at it.
"Oh, Lenalee dear. Please give Master Kanda a chance, he's really a great guy to get along with, even if he is a little grumpy, but still—" Chomesuke said as she tried to stick up for her master, but she was interrupted by Lenalee.
"I don't want to. I don't want anything to do with him, he's horrible and mean," Lenalee snapped. She was just so angry, she didn't even turn around; for if she did, she knew that she would break down once again, and she didn't want that.
Kanda slowly lowered the mirror so it rested gently on the table and the image of Lenalee disappeared. Kanda's gaze lowered so he was looking at his ugly, hairy paws and his long, sharp claws.
"She's right. I truly am a monster, that's all I am—to her, to my servants, to everyone," Kanda admitted to himself. He wouldn't dare let Lavi hear that though, he wouldn't hear the end of it. But he knew it; he always knew it, and just never admitted it.
Lavi was sitting outside of Lenalee's room. He was so bored! He had been sitting there for hours, hearing only a few words from inside the room, and he couldn't even make out what they were saying. So he just sat there, waiting for something to happen.
He was starting to get sleepy when suddenly there was a noise, like something being opened. Lavi shot up and saw Lenalee slowly walking out of her room, quietly walking down the corridor so as not to be heard.
Bet she thinks Yu would jump out of nowhere and surprise her, Lavi thought to himself, chuckling as he thought of Kanda scaring people just for the fun of it. Yeah right! Not likely. Then Lavi noticed that Lenalee was just about to go around the corner and realized that he should follow her and find out where she was going, and make sure she didn't get herself into trouble by walking into the West Wing and stumbling into Kanda's room. He hopped quickly after her, trying to catch up.
"All my good cooking, completely gone to waste!" The oven screamed out dramatically. Kanda didn't eat often, and when he did, he only ate very little, so having someone else in the castle might mean that finally the cook's food would be appreciated. But no, obviously not.
"Jerry, shut up, I'm trying to sleep," complained an expensive deep red wine bottle. The bottle was sitting the middle of the small table in the kitchen.
"Cross, have you had too much wine again?" asked a feather duster. The feather duster was strangely coloured; it had had light orange feathers and the handle was coloured beautifully with a light cream, green and purple finish. Dark ruby red eyes stared accusingly at the bottle that she had called Cross.
"Maybe," Cross muttered quietly, but the feather duster still heard him. "Why does it matter anyway?" he asked grumpily, and he wobbled around so he didn't see the cleaning product's eyes.
"Cross, ever since you were brought here when we were human you have done nothing but drink yourself until you are sick and then fall asleep," the feather duster stated.
"Oh shut up Foo," Cross grumbled, trying to sleep, but this annoying, stupid female feather duster refused him of his precious sleep.
"My name is Fou, idiot!" Fou snapped at him.
"Oh whatever, just shut up," Cross grumbled sleepily.
But before Fou could say anything else, the door opened slightly and Lenalee popped her head though the gap to see into the kitchen, her curious purple eyes wondered around the room, as if looking to see if someone was there. Deciding that the coast was clear she opened the door wider and slowly walked into the room, still trying to make sure that the person she didn't want to be there wasn't there.
"Oh, good evening Miss. I'm guessing you are the master's guest, am I right?" Fou asked when she had seen Lenalee fully enter the room.
"I wouldn't really call myself a guest, but yes, I am staying here now. For how long, I have no idea," Lenalee answered.
"Miss!" someone called from down the hall. "Wait up! It's hard to hop everywhere, you know. Especially down stairs," the voice said again.
After a few moments Lavi hopped into the room and leaned against the door, trying to catch his breath. After a minute or so of this he finally straightened up and looked up at Lenalee.
"Miss, thank you for waiting. I am Lavi, the overseer of everything going on in this castle. How may we help you, Miss?" Lavi asked politely.
"For one thing please stop calling me Miss, my name is Lenalee Lee. But please, just call me Lenalee," Lenalee introduced herself. She then admitted, "I'm really hungry, actually."
"Oh, you're hungry! Come on then, let's get you some food," Lavi bounded off through another door.
Lenalee followed Lavi into the room. It was dark, but she could still make out a long table, so she slowly walked toward it.
"Ma chere Mademoiselle, it is with deepest pride
and greatest pleasure that we welcome you tonight.
And now we invite you to relax, let us pull up a
chair as the dining room proudly presents -
your dinner!
A light suddenly came on, to shine at a spot at the middle of the long table. Lavi was standing in the spotlight so he could be seen clearly. As he sang a chair came up to Lenalee, and she sat down on it to watch what was going to happen.
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Put our service to the test
Tie your napkin 'round your neck, cherie
And we'll provide the rest
Soup du jour
Hot hors d'oeuvres
Why, we only live to serve
Try the grey stuff—
Carts with massive amounts of food on came up to the table to set all the delicious dishes on the table. There were all different kinds, from Sunday roast dinner, spaghetti and meatballs, fish and chips with curry sauce—nearly every dish Lenalee could think of. There were thousands of different dishes, all from different countries. Lenalee tried nearly one thing off of every plate that passed her.
Timothy:
—it's delicious!
Lavi:
Don't believe me? Ask the dishes
They can sing, they can dance
After all, Miss, this is France
And a dinner here is never second best
Go on, unfold your menu
Take a glance and then you'll
Be our guest
Oui, our guest
Be our guest!
Lavi and Chorus:
Beef ragout
Cheese souffle
Pie and pudding "en flambe"
Lavi:
We'll prepare and serve with flair
A culinary cabaret!
You're alone
And you're scared
But the banquet's all prepared
No one's gloomy or complaining
While the flatware's entertaining
We tell jokes! I do tricks
With my fellow candlesticks
Chorus:
And it's all in perfect taste
That you can bet
Come on and lift your glass
You've won your own free passTo be out guest
Lavi:If you're stressed
It's fine dining we suggest
Spoons started jumping into a huge bowl of punch and started moving swimming around in it, as if the punch bowl was a swimming pool. Lenalee felt happy for the first time in the few hours she had spent in this place; it didn't seem so gray and dull anymore, and she wasn't so depressed.
Chorus:
Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!
Get your worries off your chest
Let us say for your entree
We've an array; may we suggest:
Try the bread! Try the soup!
When the croutons loop de loop
It's a treat for any dinner
Don't believe me? Ask the china
Singing pork! Dancing veal!
What an entertaining meal!
How could anyone be gloomy and depressed?
We'll make you shout "encore!"
And send us out for more
So, be our guest!
Lavi:
Be our guest!
Chorus:
Be our guest!
Miranda joined in too, getting her courage together and started, getting the water in her pot hot and also came out on a cart and offered Lenalee tea.
Miranda:
It's a guest! It's a guest!
Sakes alive, well I'll be blessed!
Wine's been poured and thank the Lord
I've had the napkins freshly pressed
With dessert, she'll want tea
And my dear that's fine with me
While the cups do their soft-shoeing
I'll be bubbling, I'll be brewing
I'll get warm, piping hot
Heaven's sakes! Is that a spot?
Clean it up! We want the company impressed
Chorus:
We've got a lot to do!
Miranda:
Is it one lump or two?
For you, our guest!
Chorus:
She's our guest!
Miranda:
She's our guest!
Chorus:
She's our guest!
Be our guest! Be our guest! Be our guest!
Lavi:
Life is so unnerving
For a servant who's not serving
He's not whole without a soul to wait upon
Ah, those good old days when we were useful...
Suddenly those good old days are gone
Ten years we've been rusting
Needing so much more than dusting
Needing exercise, a chance to use our skills!
Most days we just lay around the castle
Flabby, fat and lazy
You walked in and oops-a-daisy!
Link tried to stop this, before Kanda heard, but it was to no prevail. Lavi got him and it was then raining salt, and before he knew it, he was sent flying though the air and landed in jelly.
Chorus:
Be our guest! Be our guest!
Our command is your request
It's been years since we've had anybody here
And we're obsessed
With your meal, with your ease
Yes, indeed, we aim to please
While the candlelight's still glowing
Let us help you, We'll keep going
Course by course, one by one
'Til you shout, "Enough! I'm done!"
Then we'll sing you off to sleep as you digest
Tonight you'll prop your feet up
But for now, let's eat up
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Be our guest!
Please, be our guest!
The whole thing ended with champagne bottles bursting open and shooting the alcoholic drink into the air and forming an arch and a lot of bangs, a la fireworks.
"Oh, thank you, that was so much fun, and I'm so full. Could I have a tour around the castle?" Lenalee asked excitement shinning in her eyes.
"No, absolutely not, it's 10 o' clock. Some of us need to sleep and get up early in the morning, you know—got things to do," Link answered. He really didn't want Lenalee to go poking around in places she shouldn't be going into, and this mess needed to get cleaned up.
"Oh, Two Spots, don't be so mean. Of course, come on let's go, I know everything about this castle. Come on, let's go," Lavi said as he hopped off the table and out the door that leads to the hall to start the tour.
As they were walking though a long hallway with a high ceiling, Lavi was explaining the many beautiful and elegant paintings. On the ceiling and walls were traditional Japanese patterns, because Kanda was Japanese and he wanted something from home.
The suits of armour that lined the corridor all turned their metal heads to stare at Lenalee's beauty. Never had they seen such a girl, or felt an aura that was not just adventurous but also loving and kind. Their cold metal shells started to feel warm after so many years of standing in that lonely hallway. They thought that maybe this hollow, empty metal shell would forever be their bodies, that they would never feel the warmth of another human being. Seeing her gave them a kind of hope.
"Ahem, as you were," Link snapped, and their heads all snapped back to the same position, at exactly the same time.
"What's up there?" Lenalee asked as she saw a dark, dusty, staircase that had possibly never been touched with any sort of cleaning product.
"O-Oh, nothing up there, absolutely nothing of interest in the West Wing," Lavi blurted out as he and Link moved in front of Lenalee to block her path as best as they could, even considering that she was a lot taller than them in this form.
"Ah, so that's the West Wing," Lenalee said to herself.
"Nice going, moron," Link muttered to Lavi.
"Shut up, Two Spots," Lavi snapped back.
"I wonder what he is hiding up there?" Lenalee asked herself. Link and Lavi heard her. She tried to take her first step up the forbidden staircase, but Link and Lavi moved into her way yet again.
"Hiding? The master doesn't hide anything," Link said, trying to get Lenalee away from here, and not get her in trouble because she was curious to look around.
"Well then, why is it forbidden?" Lenalee asked, trying to step around the two objects, but was once again stopped by the same two objects.
"How about we head to the Library?" Lavi suggested.
"You have a library?" Lenalee asked, her amethyst eyes sparkled with joy at the prospect of books to read.
"Oh yes, tons of books," Lavi said excitedly as he and Link hopped down from the steps and started heading towards the Library, failing to notice that they were one companion short.
As soon as they turned a corner Lenalee faced forward and started walking up the steps she was told were forbidden.
The place was dark, and felt very gloomy and neglected. Broken mirrors on the walls and broken furniture littered the floor, and everything had thick coat of dust on it.
Lenalee walked further into the room, and then she stopped and saw a painting of a very handsome man. He had dark eyes, like the darkest blue sapphires there could ever be, and his skin was very pale, which was a complete contrast with his eyes and hair. His hair was long, up in a high ponytail and was like the night sky, dark and beautiful. It even looked soft to touch. The painting had massive claw marks though it, but even still, Lenalee could tell that the man was drop-dead gorgeous, and the more she stared the more real the person in the painting looked.
I wonder who he is, Lenalee thought. Suddenly there was a bright pink glow reflected on the torn canvas. It drew Lenalee away from the painting and she turned to see a lotus flower. The flower was in an hourglass made from wood and glass, nothing too special there. But the flower itself was truly extraordinary; it was floating, and it almost felt like it was calling out to her. Lenalee started to slowly walk towards it, and completely forget about her surroundings.
"Hey, Miss, you're not supposed to be in here," called a voice out to Lenalee, but she didn't seem to notice. The voice came from a painting. This painting had a middle aged man enjoying the beautiful Japanese countryside. As the man watched the girl he noticed something strange about the lotus, something that had never happened before. The lotus flower, which was always pink in colour, slowly started to turn paler, turning white with every step the girl took closer.
Lenalee finally got to the lotus and it was even more beautiful close up than from where she was standing beforehand. Its beauty was something she could not describe in words, just that it was the most stunning flower she had ever seen.
Suddenly Lenalee was snapped out of her trance by a fierce growl behind her, and turned around to see Kanda standing behind her. Kanda felt confused and angry at the same time, he didn't know why he felt confused he just did, but that only feed to the flame that was his anger,He grabbed hold of Mugen, his most beloved sword, drew it out of its sheath and pointed it at Lenalee.
"Why are you here?" he growled, instinct seemed to take over him as he advanced on Lenalee as she stepped back timidly.
"I-I'm sorry, I just wanted to see in here and-" Lenalee tried to defend herself, but was cut off.
"Do you have any idea what you could have done?" Kanda roared at her.
Why am I so confused? What's making me confused? Shouldn't I be angry at her—wait, I am angry at her, she came into my room without permission!
Then why do I feel confused?
These questions just made Kanda angrier, and he lashed out, slicing his sword though a nearby object, an ordinary chest of drawers that hadn't once been human. He roared even louder at her and she fled .
Ok now that's that
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