Suki Miko: Thank you! I was hoping it wouldn't sound to cliché!
IMPORTANT! I will now change this once again to KandaxOC! I realized I do not understand Tyki enough to work with him :P So buddy. And sorry for changing it so often! I 'll leave it at this from now on! (if I don't have any more crazy ideas, that is)
Chapter 5:
Gin lay on the ground, her eyes closed and her breathing slow and calm. As Xerxes picked her up gently, he notices Allen gaze at her oddly, his silver eyes with an unknown expression. Xerxes ignores the look and instead turns to Komui.
"Where is her room?" His voice is hard, cold. Komui smiles and motions for them to follow him and walks back to the elevator machine in silence.
"What does her prediction mean, Komui?" he asks the older male softly, curious and worried. He has set Gin down, leaning her head against the rails.
Allen noted that although she was asleep, she did not look peaceful as humans do when asleep. Her brows were knitted and her mouth in a perturbed frown. Her smiles never reached her eyes and her laughs were feigned. She hid herself behind a thin piece of black silk, covering her tangible self.
Her prediction, Allen thinks… isn't far from the Raven he knew.
"I have no idea," Komui says with pleasure. "Hevlaska's predictions can be quite… volatile. She just says what she sees." He just shakes off their questions with a wave of his hand and a uncanny smile, like he was somewhere far off.
"Allen-san, please take Gin-"
"Zaki." Allen interrupts. "Call her Zaki. She only allows me to call her by her first name. And please tell everybody else," he says politely. He glanced at her still form, her Innocence deactivated. "I never even thought about her being an exorcists. I never thought that cross meant anything." Allen lowers his head, mortified with himself.
"It was a simple misunderstanding; anybody could have made it. Her God's mark is inverted, too." He shrugged nonchalantly and smiles at him. "But, that doesn't necessary mean anything. A deformity, or something along those lines." They didn't notice Gin's uncovered eye twitch and her frown deepen.
Sometimes people were so ignorant, no matter how observant they are. Something is always overlooked. Always.
"Her room is on the fifth floor. It's at the end of the east hallway, near Kanda's." He sends her an apologetic glance towards Gin, although she doesn't see it. "Yours, Allen, is on the west hallway, fifth door on the right. You may go to your rooms now, if you can take Zaki, Allen. Xerxes, you must come with me. We have to talk about a few… hindrances. Come." Xerxes sends one last glance in Gin's direction, a pained expression crossing his face, as he follows Komui.
"Well, I'll have to explain everything later, won't I Raven?" Allen says, chuckling apprehensively. He picks her up gently, as if she would shatter in his arms, and carries her off the platform and down the hall.
He didn't notice one of the doors opening and a pair of blue eyes glaring out at him and shut quietly. But he did notice Gin shiver slightly and he hurries down the corridor. Allen opens the door gently and walks over to a twin sized bed with plain blankets folded neatly on top. Laying her down carefully, he spreads the covers over her and hears a small sigh come from her.
He had forgotten about her, he thought. It was just when he saw her black eye as her eye patch had fallen off, only then did he remember her.
He felt terrible for that.
They were best friends before, and it was obvious she had continued looking for him, assuming that from her first words to him.
"It's nice to see you again… Red."
"I'm sorry about leaving you, Raven. But, friends stay together… forever." He pats her head, as one would a dear friend, and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him. Gin opens one eye and smiles solemnly.
"You know that's just part of our act, Red. But," she sits up and walks over to the door. "I'll act along with you in this twisted play." She steps out of the musty room and walks down the hall, her barefeet not making a sound on the cold concrete. "Now, where is Pretty Boy? I hope he didn't chicken out on me," she asks herself absently.
"Che, I hope you don't think I'm going to let some new girl beat me, do you?" She turns around to the deep voiced male with midnight blue hair and cold blue eyes. She had to admit, he was handsome. But that didn't mean a thing to her.
"So you decided to go on with the fight." It was a statement, not a question. He scowls.
"Of course I am, brat." Kanda's blue eyes easily portray his annoyance, and Gin smirks.
"I have a name, Pretty Boy."
Stop calling me Pretty Boy! My name is Kanda!"
Who does this girl think she is, insulting my like that, he thinks angrily.
"Oh, seems like I've pissed ya off!" He can see the mocking laughter shine in her eye, but she keeps quiet on the outside. "Now, about the conditions of our game," she tells him, still smirking.
"Conditions, game? Is that what you're calling the fight now?"
"Well, of course! It'll be so much fun, just like a game! Now," she says, pointing at him. "What do you want if you win the game?"
I didn't think about that… he thinks.
"Nothing. Beating you will be enough for me," he replies. She sighs deeply and face palms at his bluntness.
"There's gotta be something!"
Nothing you can get me, he nearly says.
"No, nothing."
"Nothing?"
"Nothing," he says again, getting more annoyed by the minute. Gin suddenly lifts her head and looks at him, smiling, though it not reaching her eyes.
I got the perfect thing, she thinks.
"You can call me Gin!" Kanda sweat drops.
"Why would I want to do that, brat?" Gin faked hurt and gasped.
"Che, no one but Allen calls me that! It would be a privilege!" He raises his brow.
"It doesn't matter to me what you want me to call you," he says coldly. "But fine then. What do you want if you win?" She crosses her arms and knit her brows again, thinking. Then she grins mischievously.
"I want to braid your hair." He blinks a few times.
"HELL NO." Gin frowns as Kanda's eye twitches in anger.
"Ahh, why not?" she cries with an annoyed expression. "It's not like there's not a chance of you winning, so you might not even have to let me!" He grinds his teeth hand clench his fist, the knuckles turning white.
"Damn it, fine! But that's just because a stupid brat like you has no chance of beating me!" He stalks off while she follows behind him cheerfully. She could hear him curse continually under his breath but ignored it. Then a thought came to her.
How am I going to fight him?
She stops dead in her tracks with a horror stricken face. Kanda notices and turns around seeing her expression.
"What is it brat?" She doesn't seem to notice him, or she's not listening. He taps his foot impatiently, waiting for a reply. "Hey, brat! I asked you a question!" She just looks past him, a far away look on her face. He finally hit her head, pretty hard in her opinion, and she snapped out of her trance like state. "What the hell are you doing?" he asks, pissed off for being ignored.
"Oh, well I was… kinda wondering… how.." the rest was lost to his ears and he struggled to listen.
"Che, speak up brat. I don't like it when people mumble." She growled and took a deep breath, letting it out.
"I was wondering how I activate my arm thing! What's the name… oh! Innocence!" She snapped and looked expectantly at Kanda. Neither of them said anything for a minute. "Well? Are you gonna tell me, Pretty Boy?" He growled at her.
"Just do what you did an hour ago! Damn you are a stupid brat! And stop calling me that! My name is Kanda, damn it!" he snapped back. She blinked a few times, then nodded hesitantly.
"Fine." They continued on in silence to the training room, both thinking about the other, not nicely either.
He must really have something up his ass to be so… well, so bitchy!- she thought.
Stupid brat, was all he was thinking.
"Hehe, guess what, Kanda?" He didn't answer. She laughed softly again. "You're pretty scary, ya know? My frère would definitely hate ya." His eye twitched and his hand was already on Mugen.
"Why the fuck would I care about that?" Gin didn't bother to reply; they were here. "Get ready, brat. I won't go easy on you just because you're new. Actually, that may make it worse. I hate new exorcists." She ignores him, breathing deeply through her mouth. "Draw," Kanda uses two fingers to slowly move them up his dark katana, watching it glow. "Innocence, activate."
She watched him carefully, not making a sound as his katana stopped glowing and he pointed it at her.
"Che, I don't care if you activate that damn Innocence of yours, I'm still going to attack." She glared at him and bent her knees slightly, her arms covering her face slightly. "Fine then brat. Her I come!" He rushed forwards, Mugen raised above his head. He brought it down over her head just as a burst of energy pushed him backwards.
"Innocence... activate," she whispered. He watched as her hands became covered in sleek black armor. He saw the tips form on her arm as she pulled out a dagger, this time with a teal cloth wrapped around the hilt.
"Che, I'm ready now, Pretty Boy. Come at me!" He smirked as he rushed forwards, Mugen in his hand. Gin ran at him, jumping onto his back and cutting it a little, enough for blood to stain his exorcist jacket. Her blood red cloak flowed behind her as she landed gracefully. She ducked just as Mugen slashes horizontally where her head was just and kicked outward blindly. A rough hand grabbed her ankle, jerking her up and throwing her into the wall.
"You're weak. I win." Gin stood up shaking, blood running down her chin as she stepped out of the hole created in the wall. "That was quick," he said haughtily.
"Damn... you're strong. I wanna fight with ya again soon!" she said with a smile plastered on her face. He looked taken back, but then turned around and started walking away. Gin dusted herself off and ran after him.
"What do you want now, brat?" She looked up at him and scowled.
"Since you won, you can call me Gin now, ne? I expect you to, too." He didn't say anything.
"Wait, why are you walking with me?" he asked annoyed. She didn't bother looking up at him.
"My room is beside yours, remember?" He huffed as she grinned at his mistake. "Oh, and by the way," he looked at her out of the corner of his eyes, "Don't be so mean to Re- Allen. I won't lose next time then." Her voice was hard and sharp.
"He's cursed. I don't like him," he snapped back. He glared at the short female just as they stopped at his door.
"Who gives a damn about that?" she snapped back, equally pissed now. "Know what? Forget it. I doubt I'll be able to get it through your thick skull anyways." She pushed past him on her way to her room, not looking back. "Damn idiot," she whispered.
"Stupid brat." Gin glared at him one last time before slamming her door closed behind her. He scowled and walked into his room, slamming the door loudly also.
Eh, I tried a new style of writing, but personally, I think it's easier in first person. And I know, short and lazy chapter, not much happened. My bad, major writers block
~Usagi-san