Mizu: Such a long time since I last updated on this story. Sorry bout that, guys. To make it up to you, I'm gonna just say this. I have a sneaky feeling that this story is going to be like An Innocent Heart. It's going to be long with a very winding plot. But who knows? Disclaimer: I don't own -Man. If I did, I would have killed off Leverrier by now.
Innocence's True Form
Chapter Eight: Linked pasts.
"Why does Innocence pick those that suffer as accommodators?" Allen whispered, barely loud enough for C.C. to hear, "Why do you pick the ones that have already suffered and bring them into this war that is filled with nothing but suffering?"
C.C. stiffened instantly. He tried to convince himself that he hadn't heard Allen properly. That Allen had asked something totally different. But he knew better. He knew what Allen asked. He tried to search Allen's mind for the reason as to why but found that his mind was still closed off.
'Crap…this kid's too damn smart for his own good,' C.C. cursed to himself.
"What are you talking about, Allen?" C.C. smiled gently back at his wielder, "We only pick those that we feel we can join with. It's just something that happens at random, you know that."
'Liar,' Allen thought to himself, glaring a little at his innocence.
'Fuck…' C.C. thought, hoping not to show how uncomfortable he was.
Allen stayed quiet as he stared at his innocence. He knew that there was more to it than that. The way his innocence was acting proved it. He knew that his innocence was hiding something from him but decided not to pressure him. If he needed to know, then his innocence would eventually tell him.
"Alrighty then," Allen sighed, "Then how about you answer this question."
"A-And what would that question be?" C.C. stuttered.
"When we were in the Asain Branch after Tyki "destroyed" you, why was it that I had such a hard time regaining you?" Allen asked, placing his hand on his hip.
"Eh?" C.C. gasped, "U-Um…Well, the form you first had me in was very hard on both you and I. When you were trying to regain me, I couldn't uphold that form any longer and neither could your body. So it seemed like the perfect time for us to become one with my real weapon's form."
"I see," Allen whispered, eyes locked on the floor, just knowing that there was probably more to it than that.
Sighing, he slowly stood up and walked passed his innocence. Allen stopped in the doorway and looked back at his innocence and sighed, "You really should open up to me more, though C.C. We won't be able to work as well together if we have secrets kept from each other."
With that, Allen left to get dressed, waiting for his innocence to do the same. Both knew that Allen was right. C.C. sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he leaned against the doorway and looked in to the changing area where his wielder was. He really did hate to hide this stuff from Allen. But he was under orders. In fact, he probably said more than he should have. He knew that he shouldn't have told Allen about his parents or even how they came to be joined together. It was just…Allen was just…
C.C. chuckled as he watched his wielder nearly face plant while trying to put on his pants with one arm. It truly was something entertaining for C.C. He knew that his wielder was a stubborn boy and that he was slowly growing even more obstinate. Because of all of the new emotions and hormones racing through him, it made Allen even more cautious to the things around him. But that would soon come to pass. The two of them just had to wait until puberty finished with the white-haired teen.
"Need help, baka?" C.C. laughed as Allen nearly face-planted again.
"No!" Allen snapped, smiling a bit afterwards.
'Maybe…just maybe I can learn to like this side of him,' Allen thought, 'Just like a-'
"Moyashi-chan!" Lavi's voice shrieked as he tackled the already struggling boy to the ground.
"What the hell, Lavi!" Allen snapped at the redhead.
"I can't get O.K. to leave me alone!" Lavi cried, face bright red, "He keeps showing me the worst kind of stuff!"
"Ha! Now you know how it feels!" Allen laughed at his friend.
"Wah! You're so mean, Moyashi-chan!" Lavi whined, crying even more as his face started to match his hair.
"Alright, I'll help you out," Allen chuckled, "You need to close your mind to your innocence's. Try picturing a hallway connecting the two of your minds then just shut your door."
"I'll try," Lavi whimpered as he closed his eye.
Allen took this chance to stand back up and work on getting his undershirt on before Lavi pulled him into a suffocating hug.
"Thank you, Moyashi-chan!" Lavi half sang before running out of the room to go find his innocence.
"Yeah, whatever," Allen chuckled, pulling on his long sleeve shirt before calling after him, "And it's Allen, Lavi! Don't let that idiot BaKanda influence you!"
"Don't let Mugen hear that, baka," C.C. chuckled, helping his wielder with the buttons on his shirt.
"I wasn't planning on it," Allen stated, "So what do you think O.K. showed Lavi?"
"Flashbacks with his previous lovers. We all use them because they're normally the quickest way to get you guys to shut your minds," C.C. smirked, "Besides that, Lavi's a mini womanizer, right?"
"Yeah," Allen nodded as his innocence quickly got dressed.
"Well, O.K. is bi," C.C. smirked, "And he greatly enjoys the company of a good male companion."
'5...4...3...2...1,' C.C. counted down in his head before Allen busted up in laughter and ran out of the bathhouse to rub his new blackmail into the redhead's face.
"So, how's Kanda doing?" C.C. asked Mugen as she stood against the wall of the training room.
"Just when I think he's got it, he loses it," Mugen sighed, "I don't get it. I don't know why he's having such a hard time with closing his mind."
"hm…" C.C. shrugged before a dark grin appeared on his face, "But what if we gave him new material to see?"
"What about your wielder?" Mugen chuckled, "I thought he was too young."
"He's already figured out how to block me off," C.C. smirked, pulling Mugen close to him, "Now what do you say?"
"Since when have I ever even thought of saying no?" Mugen smirked.
"Here you go, Kanda," Allen sighed as he placed a cup of tea next to his rival.
"You're so nice, Moyashi-chan!" Lavi beamed from behind him along with his innocence.
"I swear that you're a mini C.C.!" O.K. laughed loudly, "But you know, without the evil meanness and all."
Allen just sighed as he took a long drink from his tea. He slowly opened his mind to C.C. to see if he could just maybe find some answers that way. He was hoping that C.C. hadn't blocked off his mind. He hadn't.
Allen's face turned a very dark red as he spat out his tea, hitting Timcampy as it flew up to him. Kanda dropped the cup of tea that he had just received as his face quickly flushed a bright red. Lavi and O.K. blinked in slight confusion as Allen and Kanda stormed off to the next training room over. There were some very loud yelling with some laughter, most likely from C.C., mixed in.
The next thing that Lavi and his innocence knew was that C.C. was running through the room with a red and enraged Allen chasing after him. O.K. started laughing his head off when he realized what had happened. It took Lavi a little longer, though. He finally got it when Mugen walked in with her hair and top messed up and a fuming Kanda behind her. The redhead exploded in laughter.
'This is great!' Lavi thought, as Allen tackled his innocence to the ground, 'These innocence are so much fun!'
"What's wrong with you!" Allen shouted at his innocence.
C.C. fought to keep his laughter in check, "I-I thought you had your mind closed off."
"I did until I thought that I could trust you enough!" Allen snapped, glaring at his weapon.
"Walker!" Link's voice sounded from the doorway.
'Great. A Central idiot,' O.K. growled inside of Lavi's mind.
'I know. The barer of bad news,' Lavi agreed.
"Link?" Allen blinked as he watched the blonde nervously walk in, "What's wrong?"
"C.C. needs to quickly change back into your arm," Link said quickly.
"Why?" Allen asked.
"Walker!" Leverrier's voice echoed through the halls.
"Oh…" Allen groaned.
"Dammit," C.C. growled, standing up quickly, "Knew it wouldn't be much longer till he got here."
"I was hoping for at least one more day to enjoy the peace before being forced back out in this form," Mugen sighed.
"You said it," O.K. agreed, stretching a bit, "By the way, does anyone have a 10-4 on T.R.?"
"T.R.?" the exorcists questioned.
"Time Record," O.K. smirked, "He and Miranda should be close to linking together."
"He!" Lavi and Allen gasped.
"Oh, would you drop it, O.K.?" Mugen sighed, "T.R. isn't going to fully link with Miranda until he knows that she can handle it. If he did it right now, that girl would suffer a heart attack due to an enormous panic attack."
"Yeah, yeah," O.K. sighed, "But it would be funny to see~!"
"Walker!" Leverrier shouted again, marching into the room with Komui and Bak close behind.
Flinching at his tone of voice, Allen just looked over at where Leverrier was. He really didn't want to face the Central agent. Every time he did, he took a huge step closer to being tried for heresy. He did not want to go through that. As he watched in dread and fear, Allen accidentally left his mind wide open to his innocence. Reading all the fear and pain of his weilder, C.C. felt his protective nature emerge. As Leverrier grew closer, C.C. pulled his wielder behind him before glaring down the Central agent.
"Why haven't you checked in with Inspector Link!" Leverrier bellowed, stopping in front of C.C.
"A-A lot of things have happened recently," Allen weakly said, peaking out from behind the innocence.
"What would be more important?" Leverrier demanded.
"Um…my innocence detaching itself from me and transform into a human form," Allen answered.
"That's what we've been trying to tell you sir," Komui stated, "The innocence has the ability to reach this form if all the needs are met."
"Impossible," Leverrier growled.
"It's not!" Bak snapped, "Look! The man in front of Walker is his innocence!"
Leverrier glared at C.C., "…Move aside boy."
"No," C.C. growled.
"I said move boy," Leverrier snapped.
"And I said no," C.C. said, glaring down the brute in Central clothing.
"Just who the hell are you?" Leverrier demanded.
"His innocence," C.C. snapped, "And you have no right to talk to me or my accommodator like this!"
"What kind of fool do you take me for?" Leverrier growled, "There has never been an innocence that could take the form of a human all of history-"
"And you would know this how?" C.C. chortled, "You aren't an exorcist. You aren't a Bookman. You aren't Hevlaska!"
"Hevlaska?" Leverrier repeated.
"Yes. She knew but was told to never to tell anyone until an innocence reached this form," C.C. said, glare still in place.
"So she knows?" Leverrier questioned.
"Why don't you go interrogate her before you even think of pestering any one of our wielders, especially mine?" C.C. growled, "Cause I swear that if you try to hurt my accommodator, there will be nothing holding me back from killing you with my own bare hands."
"You can't do that! You're innocence!" Leverrier snapped.
"Ah! See! You admitted it!" C.C. shouted, "And don't give me that "you're innocence" crap. Innocence has hurt humans before. We kill those that you tried to force innocence upon because they aren't meant to be wielders. We harm those that try to hurt our wielders. If you ever think that we can't harm humans then you'd be wrong. Dead wrong."
With that, C.C. turned around and pushed Allen out of the room. After a moment of pure silence, all of the other pieces of innocence quickly led their respective wielder out after them. The two scientists, however, didn't get their chance to retreat.
"Komui!" Leverrier snapped.
"Yes sir?" Komui flinched.
"Take me to Hevlaska's chamber," Leverrier ordered.
"I'm impressed, C.C.!" Mugen laughed, "You didn't lose your temper at that bastard!"
"You have no idea how hard it was not to," C.C. sighed, rubbing his head.
"Yeah but still," O.K. beamed, "You could have given him a taste of his own medicine and gotten him to shut up that way."
"Now what good would that have done?" C.C. questioned, exasperated.
"He wouldn't dare even look at Allen wrong again!" O.K. laughed.
"Baka!" Mugen snapped, hitting the other upside the head, "That wouldn't do any good!"
"Why not!" O.K. whined.
"Because Allen would be put on trial for heresy in a heartbeat," Lavi said, plopping down next to his innocence.
"Hey," C.C. waved, "Where's baka and BaKanda?"
"Oi," Mugen growled.
"Allen's forcing himself to eat his normal proportions in his old appetite and Yuu is meditating in his room," Lavi sighed.
"He's eating on his own?" C.C. blinked.
"Yeah," Lavi nodded, "But I think it's just cause he doesn't want to talk with anyone right now. He's still freaked a little bit."
"Can't say that I blame him," C.C. sighed, "Oi, O.K., go get us something to drink."
"Hell no. I don't want to be the one to get you drunk," O.K. shook his head.
"You can get drunk?" Lavi blinked.
"Only if our wielders do," Mugen smiled.
"Unless we drink a whole bunch. Then we get buzzed while you guys are fall over drunk," O.K. said.
"Fun," Lavi chuckled.
"What can we do for you, flame?" C.C. questioned.
"Care to answer a question of mine?" Lavi asked.
"Sure thing," Mugen smiled.
"Why does it seem that everything big that's been happening has happened after Allen came to the Order and even more do when C.C. started really playing at this war?" Lavi asked.
"…Because Allen's special," C.C. sighed, "And I myself am special."
"…you're not going to tell me anything else, are you?" Lavi sighed.
"Nope," C.C. stated, eyes distant.
"Whatever," Lavi said as he stood up and stretched, "But you should really think of telling these things to Allen at least."
The three pieces of innocence watched as the redhead walked away. None of them spoke a word. They didn't have to. They all knew what the others were thinking. Lavi was right. At the very least, they would have to tell Allen.
"Why haven't you told him?" Mugen asked, leaning against C.C.
"I…I don't want him to know," C.C. sighed.
"You need to at least let him know why you two fit together perfectly," O.K. said, "And don't deny it. You've never fit with any other accommodator so completely. He is your ultimate accommodator."
"Shut up! I know that!" C.C. snapped.
"Then you need to go tell him!" O.K. snapped back.
"What? You want me to go right up to his face and say, "Hey baka! Guess what! You're my descendant from my second son and you look, act, and think just like my first son!" I don't think so!" C.C. shouted at the other two, "It just doesn't work that way!"
"You need to let go of the past!" O.K. shouted, standing up to face the fuming piece, "The Earl tricked you and your sister! He tricked all of us!"
"Then why don't you see why I can't let it go?" C.C. yelled.
"Because I understand where you're coming from!" O.K. screamed, "I'm still pissed off at him for making do that to my wife! We all hate him with all of our hearts!"
O.K. glared darkly at C.C., "But no more than you hate him. Out of all of us, you hate that creature more than anyone. He screwed your life completely over. Then he took it."
"Shut up…" C.C. glared.
"He first tricked your little sister into bringing back your best friend and her husband and trapped him into that cursed body before stealing her away from you and her new born baby," O.K. said, digging into old wounds, "Then he ordered your best friend to go on a killing spree, killing your mother, father, grandfather, brothers, and your only other friend. Your wife."
"Shut up," C.C. growled, temper flaring.
"The Earl had the gall to have her killed right in front of you. Then he just left," O.K. continued, "He left you, your two sons, and your sister's daughter there trembling in fear. He left you to live seven more years in pure fear. Then, when your first son fell ill and died, he returned to you in your anguish."
"Shut up!" C.C. snapped.
"He offered you a way to bring your son back to you," O.K. growled, "And you agreed. You forgot about all of the past just for the chance to see your son again. But yet, somewhere in the back of your mind, you could hear your sister screaming at you. But you didn't care. You just wanted to hold your precious son in your arms again."
"Shut up!" C.C. shouted.
"You were scarred when your son cursed at you for locking him away in that prison. Then you stood frozen as he ordered your son to kill you and then wear your skin," O.K. kept going, "Then, when you came back to the world with your sister as pieces of innocence, you had to watch from the sidelines as your second son and sister's daughter grew up and got married. You joined up with your son's friend, allowing you to see when he had his first child. Then your wielder died. You were forced to leave him again, this time to never see him again."
"I said shut up!" C.C. roared, lunging at the redhead.
"Admit it!" O.K. shouted, barely dodging the furious C.C., "You hate that piece of shit Earl! But you hate yourself even more for falling for it all! That's why you won't tell Allen any of this! You don't want to hurt him or ever lose him! Somewhere in your mind, Allen seems like, no is your son!"
"That's enough!" Mugen roared, pulling the two boys away from each other "Stop all of this right now!"
"Mugen…" the two whimpered.
"It doesn't matter!" Mugen snapped, "So what if he thinks of Allen as his son? Isn't that what we all do! Hell, I know that I've always done that! All of my accommodators are like family to me but my true accommodators become my children! It's the same with all of us, O.K.! And so what if this is the first time C.C. has felt this way for an accommodator? It just means that he's starting to move on!
"And you," Mugen growled, turning to C.C., "You need to be quiet! Both of you! What if Allen heard you? What if anyone heard you two arguing?"
"You're right," both sighed, "Sorry."
"Good. Now let's go find our wielders, k?" Mugen said.
Unbeknownst to the three pieces, a certain redhead was hanging out in the cafeteria with very white-haired boy that they spoke of. Normally, this wouldn't be anything bad except that neither was talking. They were just sitting there in silence. Allen was praying that Leverrier wouldn't try to try him for heresy. Lavi was sitting there with his mind open to O.K.'s.
'What a development this is,' Lavi thought, slowly closing his mind to his innocence, 'Allen…none of us had any idea you were so special. It's no wonder that you're so connected to the war. Your descendants were the very first to be victimized…
'Still,' Lavi thought with a smile when he looked over to how happy Allen looked when C.C. entered the room, 'C.C. better tell you soon. You could use a good father right now…'
Mizu: Yay! Finished this chapter finally! Trust me, it's not that I didn't want to write on this story. It's just that I couldn't think of any good things to put in.
Allen: So…C.C. and I are related?
Mizu: Yep.
Allen: How…How does he know that?
Mizu: He just does, k?
Allen: But how-
Mizu: Remember guys, I enjoy all reviews! Ciao for now!
Allen: Tell me!