This story is for yukinothekoneko's July contest.

Here are the rules for the contest:

1. Any and all fandoms are accepted.

2. You must commit to the month of July.

3. Each chapter must be at least 100-1,000 words.

4. One of the genres must be Comedy, Gender Bender, or Boy x Boy.

5. Talk about the challenge in the first chapter.

The chosen Genre for the story is... (Drumroll please) GENDER BENDER!

Please enjoy. ^^

Disclaimer: D. Gray Man and Ouran High School Host Club do not belong to me.

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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Begin

The day went by smoothly. Well, as smoothly as it can get after a dragon appeared yesterday.

I sighed as yet another girl asked me if I would slay the dragon and rescue a damsel in distress. Yeah right. Even if I wasn't the dragon, I wouldn't save a damsel in distress. Too cliché. Not to mention, I AM a girl.

As the final bell for the school day rang, I stood and started heading towards the classroom exit. Like always the red headed twins came up beside me and started dragging me towards music room three. Like always, I swore at them and demanded they let me go.

"Nope." Kaoru refused.

"Ya know, this ritual of dragging me off to the music room is really getting on my nerves." I hissed.

"Hmm, sounds like a personal problem." Hikaru joked.

"Screw you." I hissed.

"Tsk tsk, such vulgar language coming from a prince." Tamaki criticized me since we were now in the music room.

"That wasn't vulgar. Vulgar would be me saying, 'Fuck you.'." I corrected with a smirk.

"We really must work on your language. But, the matter at hand right now is, 'You're a dragon?'." Tamaki stated.

"Yes, I'm a dragon. It's called Innocence shapeshifting. And, if you try to keep me from swearing, I'll smash your skull in." I hissed.

"You're the dragon?" Hikaru, Kaoru, Honey, and Kyouya gaped.

"I was assuming Haruhi and Tamaki had already informed you of that." I stated as I crossed my arms.

"Oops..." Tamaki trailed off.

"I swear, you're all incompitent imbeciles." I muttered in english.

"What?" Hikaru asked, truly dumbfounded as to what I said.

"Nothing." I answered.

"He called us incompitent imbeciles." Kyouya answered. I'm guessing he knew english.

"Exactly what languages do you know?" I asked Kyouya boredly.

"Japanese of course, English, and Spanish." Kyouya answered.

"Crois que je vais avoir à parler le français que." I muttered to myself.

"What?" Kaoru asked.

"Exactly." I said with a smug smirk.

"I'm guessing that was french?" Kyouya asked.

"Yeah, but as long as you don't know what I say, does it really matter if you know the language?" I asked/answered.

"Aren't we straying from the topic of you being a dragon?" Haruhi asked obliviously.

"In a way, yes. But, what do you guys want to know about it?" I asked as I crossed my arms.

Everyone was silent and I smirked in amusement. "Why did you suddenly go on a rampage?" Kaoru asked.

My smirk disappeared and I scowled. "I didn't go on a rampage, I was chasing a Noah. Damn bastard got away though." I answered.

"Wait, there was a Noah? Here?" Tamaki asked worriedly.

"Yes. Tyki Mikk, Noah of Pleasure. Probably the secoond most twisted Noah there is. His ability allows him to choose what objects he does and doesn't want to touch. So, he can walk on air or phase through walls. The only thing he can't phase through is Innocence." I answered.

"But, what was he doing here?" Honey asked.

"Probably creating more Akuma." I lied. In truth he was a fucking stalker. "Which means more work for me."

"What's an Akuma look like? In all the time we've been in the order, I don't think we've seen a single one." Haruhi asked.

"Yeah, she's right." Hikaru agreed.

"Akuma look like a bunch of different things. A level one Akuma looks like a balloon with canons sticking out of it, and it's impossible to describe what a level two looks like. Level two Akuma can look like almost anything. Then a level three looks sort of humanoid, but always twisted to some extent. And a level four looks like a sick sadistic fallen angel." I explained.

"Okay..." Tamaki trailed off. "But, what's with the difference between levels?"

"The difference is that the more people an Akuma kills, the higher the level it gets and the stronger it gets. The order isn't entirely sure, but it's estimated a level one kills a thousand people to become a level two, a level two kills ten thousand to become a level three, then three level threes each kill a hundred thousand, then merge to become a level four." I explained.

"How do they get away with so many murders?" Tamaki gaped.

"They kill off small insignifigant villages. Then there are some that disguise themselves as a boat or plane, then crash and take all their victims with them. But, the Akuma doesn't die in the crash, it just pretends to." I answered.

"Wait, if Akuma look like all these crazy things, than how was that girl that you accused of trying to kill Haruhi an Akuma?" Kyouya asked.

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. "First, you should understand how an Akuma is made." I stated. Everyones' interest was instantly piqued. "You see, when a person dies and someone that was close to them mourns for them, a Noah appears. The Noah then tricks the person into believing they can get the person back. The Noah brings an empty Akuma skeleton, the base form of an Akuma, and tells the person to call out to their loved one. Once they do so, the recently deceased person's soul is then trapped inside the Akuma skeleton, and the skeleton is programmed to obey the Noah. Once the soul's trapped, the Noah orders the Akuma skeleton to kill the person that called them back and, 'wear their skin'. The 'skin', then becomes the Akuma's disguise to walk around in public without being noticed."

Everyone - minus Mori - gaped at me. "That's disgusting!" Tamaki exclaimed.

"It's the truth." I stated calmly.

"How can you be so calm about this?" Tamaki asked angrily.

"Because," I stated calmly, "This is the life I was born into, the cursed life that I'm stuck with, and I only have to bear with it for ten more years..." I muttered the last part to myself, but they somehow heard it.

"What do you mean you only have to bear with it for ten more years?" Kaoru asked.

I looked at him and 'hmm?'-ed. "It's the Walker family curse, every female born into the Walker line dies at the age of twenty seven. I've been impatiently counting down the days until my twenty seventh birthday since I learned of the curse."

"You're want to die?" Kaoru asked incredulously.

"Isn't that obvious?" I hissed at him.

"Why would you want to die?" Haruhi asked.

I sighed, then said, "Look kid, I've been in this war since I was born. That means I've been living with it for seventeen years, and having to bear with what it means to be a Walker." I snorted, then said, "A Walker... Supposedly the most powerful line of Exorcists... Supposedly the most respected... What a load of bull shit."

"I don't get it." Kyouya stated calmly. "You say this, 'Allen Walker' was a hero, yet you also say that none of his descendants were respected and that he wasn't respected himself. Is there something you're not telling us?"

I averted my gaze away from the host club and looked through a window to see dark clouds looming over head. My Innocence was reacting to my emotions again...

"You are hiding something from us!" Hikaru accused me.

"It's none of your buissness, so I see no point in explaining it to you." I seethed as I glanced at the group of teens.

"But we're a part of this now! Shouldn't we at least know the past of the order?" Tamaki demanded.

"You can know the past, but this is just one detail that's going to end the same day I do." I answered emotionlessly. It was true. The accusations would end because I was the last Walker.

The air in the room was tense, then Haruhi spoke up and said, "Lupus told me something, and I think it's what you're hiding."

My eyes widened and I whipped my head to stare at her. She looked calm and all the other hosts were staring at her wide eyed.

"When?..." I asked, barely managing to speak.

"Back on the first day you 'trained' us." Haruhi stated.

I grit my teeth together and hissed, "Lupus is so dead when I see him again..."

"Haruhi! If you know, then tell us!" Tamaki begged.

"Sorry Sempai, but it seems like something important that-" Haruhi started.

"Allen Walker was a Noah." I stated, cutting her off. Everyone looked at me, but I ignored the looks I was getting. "The Noah are the sworn enemy of the order, yet one of them was an Exorcist, and it's known that descendants and relatives of a Noah have a higher chance of being a Noah." I paused and sighed. "Yet, none of the Walker descendants have been a Noah, yet Central still hates us. Well, I guess it's only me now. Leave it to them to not let a grudge die."

There was an awkward silence and I found that glaring at a tree outside the window was quite an interesting hobby.

"That's..." Someone trailed off, really not knowing what to say.

I sighed. I wasn't used to this. The 'finding Exorcists' or 'training them' and 'answering their questions' things, I wasn't used to them. I mean, I wouldn't have to deal with this if I hadn't found them and they wouldn't have been dragged onto this war.

Then a thought occured to me: Do they even want to be in this war? I blinked in surprise at myself: Since when did I care for people? These hosts were getting to me. Why or how, now that, was a mystery.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

"For what?" Hikaru asked.

"For dragging all of you into this stupid war." I answered. I turned and quickly left the room. I needed something to distract me.

Akuma hunting was a good distraction.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~POV Change

(Lupus POV, because he's a silent ninja, bookman, stalker [not really a stalker] like that)

Before anyone could respond to what Raven said, she left. I blinked in surprise. Since when did Raven feel remorse?

"Wait, where's she going?" Kaoru asked no one in particular.

That was a good question. I should probably follow her. No, not to be a stalker, but something's happening and she seems to be a bigger part of it than anyone might think... Following her could lead to some information that would be important to record.

I glanced out the window and saw Raven already heading towards the gates that lead out of the school. I silently sighed, then slipped out of the room unnoticed. How they didn't notice I was in the room in the first place, was... amazing. Were they really that oblivious?

I shrugged it off as a maybe and finally emerged outside the school building to see Raven turn to the right after exiting the gates. I went over to them and saw her starting to just wander around; No doubt looking for Akuma.

Then I noticed something and pondered it for a moment.

Why was she holding her neck?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Chappy

Yes, I know it's short.

Yes, I know it's late.

And yes, I know you all hate me right now, and I don't blame you.

It started out as a powerout and my laptop battery dying, then turned into full blown writer's block and procrastination.

Although, I find it slightly amusing someone yelled at me to not end my story.

Hehe... Anyway, there will be no update tomorrow because I have to go to a family reunion.

'Til next time.