"That was absolutely amazing! How did you do that?" Allen blurted loudly and slammed his hands on the platform. For the 5th time that night, the girl shook her head and replied, "Magicians never reveal their secrets!"
"Please!" Allen begged her, "Please reveal it to me just once!"

"I thought you were an exorcist, not some street performer, Yumiko," Kanda retorted rudely and went back to his original state. Allen looked at him and said, "That's very unkind of you to say that."

"No, no, it's quite alright. I'd rather have Yuu-san be impolite than have manners. Besides, being a sophisticated gentleman isn't his doing at all. He just isn't fit to be one!—Do you know how empty headed he can be?" Yumiko smiled to herself and grouped the cards together as Kanda glared at her. It seemed to be a typical basis between the two.

Allen sweat dropped and said, "Yuu san?"

A grumble came from Kanda's mouth in reaction. Yumiko ignored the dark-haired boy and sat the cards aside.

"Yes, Yuu-san! It's a nickname that everybody calls us," she chuckled, but then stopped to leer darkly back at him, "Of course… I had it first."

"I suppose people would make blunders to say which Yuu-san is which?" Allen laughed nervously, trying to shake off the tension.
"Don't jump to conclusions... Bean sprout," huffed Kanda. Yumiko nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, do not jump to conclusions, Allen!- You're making me feel so much more sympathetic for Yuu-san!"

"Urusai..." he growled, "Be quiet, Yumiko."

Though, the girl was too busy searching for something in her hat to take notice.

"Now where did I put that- Oh here it is!" She smiled brightly and pulled out an odd black & white wand with a joker's hat at the edge.

"Presto change-o!" Yumiko proudly declared and waved the wand in the air.

Nothing happened.

Allen watched her blankly and blinked, "Ano... What are you doing?"

A sweat drop appeared on Yumiko's head.

"Hocus-Pocus?" She tried again and wagged her wrist.

Nothing.

She bit her lip and sneered at the hat.

"Abra-cadabra! Change as I speak!" She screamed at the black hat and a cluster of cards exploded, having their sharp edges cut her face.

"Grrr! Remembering magic words are such a pain!" Yumiko said angrily and scrimmaged in her coat pocket, then pulled out a small book. She flipped the tiny pages of the literary object and exhaled an 'Ah-ha!' and a 'Eureka!'.

"Processo ah magia!" She yelled and waved her wrist once more. A bronze golem with silver edges fluttered out the stuffy hat and crashed onto the table.

"Ah! A golem," Allen smiled, but it soon faded while he watched it scutter around the table like a young bird trying to fly, "Ano... Why is it acting so strangely?"

"It's such a depressing story!" Yumiko sobbed, "My golem can't use its wings!"

Her company sweat dropped and thought, 'what kind of golem is that, then?'

"It... Doesn't know how to fly?" Allen said with a face, "Why?"
"You've misunderstood. My golem does know how to fly, Allen! It's just that this wretched Akuma damaged its wings." She said sadly and cupped the golem. Allen, like any touched character would, leaned over and patted her shoulder in comfort.

"It's alright, it'll heal soon."

"I hope so." She cried as giant anime waterfalls filtered out her eyes, "An exorcist shan't travel around with a damaged golem..."
Yumiko's fingers delicately brushed the golem and frowned.

'I hate my life...' Kanda growled, trying his best to retain himself from smacking her.

Some Time Later…
"So this is Japan..." Yumiko stated as the group's tiny boat was washed onto the shores of Kanda's native country. She looked around with her dark hood covering a large portion of her upper face.

"Wow, Kanda! I wish I was born here like you were," She smiled at him. He said nothing to her. The general gave everyone his lively and cheerful smile while his shaggy gray hair bounced around.

"Ah, don't mind Kanda, Yumiko~~. He's shy like always." Kanda flared up at once, but paced on quickly.

"I sense... A large amount of akuma from this point forth," Marie whispered loud enough for everyone to hear. His sensitive head phones triggered as he looked around, "Yes... There's more than a handful beyond where we stand."

"Let's get this over with then," Kanda muttered under his breath. Yumiko delightfully pulled out her anti-akuma weapon and grinned.

"I should've known better," He said to her without looking at the girl directly, "All this time, it was that card that was your weapon. Not that joker wand."

She smiled at him politely and caressed the edge of the ace of spades card. "I love this card. I can always win with this while playing poker with someone," She laughed, "Plus, it's fun to see it change."
Yumiko softly tapped the center spade, and watched as it swirled around to transform into the ace of hearts, "But you know… It holds so much sentimental value.. It belonged to my—"

"Baka!" Kanda scolded her and dragged the magician by the ear, "Can't you just shut up for a minute?"
"Itai itai itai itai itai itai itai itaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!" She tried to scramble away from the samurai's faithful grip on her.

"Shit!" The to-be successor of bookman blurted after he was knocked to the ground by the Akuma's attacks. The scratches and wounds were fatal, and he was damaged quite severely. A moment before he could say anything else, something else came up... or... well, down...

"LAVIIIII!~" A squeal came from high above.
"Gyabo?" He sputtered and looked around.
"LAVI KUUUUUN!" Yumiko shouted as she landed on Lavi and practically glomped him tightly.
"YUMIKO CHAAAAAAAAN!" His eyes were replaced with those bulging pink hearts, and lovingly wrapped his arms around her as the anime tears splashed off his sobbing eyes, "At first, I thought I was going to die, demo with Yumiko chan, I have a will to live!"
"Oi, don't go too crazy with the womanizing." Yumiko pouted and dusted off the dirt marks that were left on her dark sleeve, "Where's Allen kun?"

Lavi suddenly became awkwardly quiet, scratched his head, and exhaled slowly.

"He died." was his final reply.

"No, come on, he did not!"

"He died. Not a speck of him was left behind other than Timcanpy's tape."

"Seriously."

"He died."

"Stop... Stop joking!"

"Oi. Listen to me, and listen to me now. Allen Walker has. been. murdered. "

"C'mon, you think I'd believe THAT piece of cra-... cards made from printing paper and marker?"

"He. Died."

"Really. You're just killing your own joke now, Lavi!"