I looked at what I posted just recently and face-palmed about 50 times in a row, thinking 'Did I really just do that!?' ... I'm seriously beating myself up over posting it like that, so I wrote this to ease my mind a little. Maybe you can hope.

Disclaimer: I do not own -Man or Ao No Exorcist.

Warning: Massive eating scene ahead.

Mephesto blinked in surprise before grinning wildly, "Congratulations, Kanda~! I am curious about that little stunt he pulled of tossing me." Anger obviously hissed at the end of his comment, which Kanda understood. Normally, being manhandled made anyone angry, especially if powers from Dark Matter made it easier.

"Sure," started Fujimoto, "if you count gaining custody of an inmate a good thing. By the way, what was that earlier comment about?" Shiro questioned what the specialist had meant by 'Second Exorcist Project' and normal human beings not being able to care for the Musician.

"Something stupid. I'm probably going senile like the Bible-thumpers back there," Kanda huffed, "Now, I have to put up with two brats."

"I'm not a brat!" shouted Yuri, glaring at the Second Exorcist, "Shouldn't you be getting him taken care of?" She pointed at the moyashi, whose stomach roared loudly.

GUUUUUU...

Kanda sighed, "Let this be your first lesson, kid." Kanda walked his way over to the mess hall of the True Cross which was almost exactly like the Black Order's, except with artificial lighting. As soon as Kanda entered the room, he felt the moyashi stir slightly, and continued up to the front of the counter.

"A stick of mitarashi dango," Kanda ordered from a terrified chef, who returned practically a second later. Kanda waved the stick of dumplings under the moyashi's nose and waited for the sprout to wake up. He didn't have to wait long, since the hybrid's eyes popped open and the stick was yanked out of his hand.

"20 more sticks of this," stated the moyashi as he looked up at the quivering chef, stick of dango hanging out of his mouth, "spaghetti, fried rice, takoyaki, lamb chops, steaks, onigiri, sushi, potatoes, castella, taiyaki. . ." Musician continued for a full hour of ordering different food, everyone but Kanda staring at him in shock. The moyashi then smiled shyly and tacked on a small "please."

"Soba, please," ground out the specialist before walking away, carrying the moyashi to a vacant table. After sometime, the chef brought out a cart, loaded with all of the food the hybrid had ordered along with Kanda's order of soba. The Second Exorcist set all of the food on the table, Yuri shocked at how much Kanda could lift.

"Hurry up and eat. I don't want to stay here any longer, so no manners either," snapped Kanda, slurping down his soba with reckless abandon.

"Don't say that," Musician frowned, catching everyone's attention, "You sound like Cross." The Destroyer of Time started eating, with his definition of small bites.

Kanda growled at him,"Just stuff your face, brat."

Musician gulped down a mouthful of spaghetti, and glared at him,"If you have debts, I'm not paying them."

"I don't gamble, Moyashi. Hurry up or I'm leaving you here," the specialist gritted out. The Musician finished the spaghetti, fried rice, takoyaki, lamb chops, steaks, onigiri, sushi, potatoes, castella, taiyaki, etc. in under 15 minutes. Every single person in the room was shocked, excluding Kanda and Yuri.

"So, newbie," Kanda glared down at the Egin spawn, "did you learn anything new?"

"The Musician can eat more than I thought," stated Yuri, "You like soba and act like a guy named Cross."

Kanda sneered at her, "Good. Now, let's get this straight. You're living with the moyashi and me from now on, so I hope you can handle with two men under one roof."

Mephesto shook his head, "You three will be staying in Academy Town, under my jurisdiction. You might as well take a dorm and stay there. The closer you are, the more I won't worry. No sharing rooms with Yuri, you two scoundrels~!"

"Very well," Kanda eyed the priest, "What about you?"

"Leaving," stated Fujimoto, "I promise to check in though, so don't even think about hurting a hair on her head!"

Kanda frowned at the priest, the moyashi sitting up with his arms wrapped around Kanda's neck, watching the albino leave. The smaller group of four left the True Cross and headed for Acadamy Town, a college student's dream come true.

"Will you be okay, though? Egin messed you up pretty badly," Kanda teared out, eyes blazing. The Musician nodded silently and the Damage, with its black-purple flames raced up and down his legs, a deeper gold fire working alongside Damage. From what Kanda had read from files concerning the Musician's power, this gold was called Destroy, which could make something no longer exist and not broken down like Damage did. This golden flame was destroying the nails in the moyashi's legs and the purple ones healed the wounds left behind.

"He may have, but I stop walking for no man. Maybe Yuu," whispered the moyashi.

"Forget throwing you, I'll impale you with Mugen next time you say my first name, Moyashi. So, quit it!"

"Don't you mean if I say it?"

"No, I mean when. No doubt you'll say it again, so I'm stabbing you when it happens. You changed the subject, too."

The Musician looked at Kanda from across the room they shared, Yuri sleeping in another wing of the building, and Kanda rooming with him. He said nothing, not wanting to relive what had happened. He was certain Kanda wanted him to admit what happened then and tell off the Order for letting it happen. He couldn't. He had been so weak. It still hurt even now. Just let the matter end.

"I'll let you off the hook now, but I want you to admit it." With this the two rolled away from one another and fell asleep.

Yeah! I'm happier now! Time for bed... It's 10:52 here...