I started reading some other FanFiction stories and suddenly got amped! I'm ready to write more! I'm also making this a slight yaoi story. Leave me your thoughts. Of course, the pairing is Yullen. What pairing would you think of? Finally, I estimated that in this story it is the year 1986. Do not ask me for written work...

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

Chapter 9

Yuri glared up at her teacher and the hybrid hiding behind him, silently wishing to be released from training early. The demon-slaying swords, Kurikara and Mugen, were sheathed at the moment and the hybrid's own Innocence was invoked. She had discovered that the Musician did this more out of comfort then anything else, although the large black and silver claw looked uncomfortable to have. Her eyes snapped to her mentor at an irritated sound he made.

"You're not even trying," he growled at her, making her even madder. She frowned at him and tried to unsheathe the Koma sword, only for the blade to remain fully glued in its sheathe. She knew the sword did not like her, which seemed odd to her. Couldn't Kanda have made it something different? Anything but a sword, she thought. She yelped as she felt a shock run up her arm, letting go of the sword that had done it.

She turned her glare at the sword before back up to the specialist, "It won't let me wield it, Teacher! I told you that already, but you still want me to draw it. I swear it hates me!"

Kanda huffed down at her, "Kurikara probably doesn't hate you, it just doesn't feel cooperative." The Musician nodded behind him before leaving to get a snack from Ukobach. Yuri had noticed how the Musician walked much more easily than before, with only a slight limp in his step.

"Wait," she yelped in frustration, "What do you mean 'probably'?! It certainly does hate me!" With this final outburst, she stormed past Kanda and to her room. The Second Exorcist deflated slightly before picking up both of the demon-slaying blades and making his way to the kitchen, scowling at the ground. The moyashi looked up at Kanda, a stick of mitarashi dango held up to his mouth and frozen there.

Kanda growled out angrily, "That brat can't even try to treat Kurikara like another being. Are you sure that's the problem?" To this, the hybrid nodded and popped one of the dumplings into his mouth as the satyr-like Ukobach carried a serving of soba over to the spot next to the Musician.

Once Kanda sat down and grunted a quick 'thank you' to the demon chef, Moyashi explained, "Kurikara liked the attention Yuri gave it as a chain and since Yuri has done the things she has like wishing for it to be something else, the Koma sword is refusing to cooperate."

"Speaking of cooperating, have you accepted it yet," Kanda questioned, only receiving the same hurried shake of his head before the Destroyer of Time ran from the table. The Second Exorcist looked down at the hybrid's plate and frowned, a few sticks of the pastry left behind to Ukobach's horror. 'Does my question really bother him enough to make him abandon food?' He quickly got up and followed the sprout.

The Musician kicked open the door to the roof, stopping abruptly and huffing in tons of air. His knees felt weak and they quickly buckled on him, leaving him kneeling on the ground. His shoulders began to tremble, twin tracks of tears running down his cheeks. The hybrid froze as a hand clapped down his shoulder, a small sob escaping from him. Then something happened he didn't expect.

Kanda embraced him.

The Moyashi blinked a few times before tearing up, burying his face into the crook of the specialist's neck. He arms slowly raised themselves up to rest against Kanda's back and gently hugged him back.

"Listen," started Kanda, tilting the moyashi's head up to look him in the eyes, "I won't tell the Grigori about what happened if you don't want me to. I just want you to get it off of your chest."

"W-what's th -hic- the catch," asked the hybrid, hiccuping from being upset earlier.

"Just get the brat and the Koma sword to stop bickering with one another," huffed the Second Exorcist, receiving a small, sad laugh from the hybrid.

"Why do you want me to say it out loud? You already know what happened," frowned the Musician.

Kanda's hand covered the moyashi's forehead, "Even though you physically healed from what happened, mentally you have not," his fingers brushed over the moyashi's lips as the hand traveled downward, "And because you haven't said it yet," the hand settled over the moyashi's heart, "you can not heal emotionally either. So, tell me what happened to you."

"Egin, the man who guarded my cell, he... H-he..." the hybrid made a choking sound in the back of his throat as he began crying again, "I was r-ra... I was ra-ah... I-I wa-as ra-raped b-by h-him."

Kanda heard a small gasp behind him, but he did not turn to see who it was. Afterall, only one other person lived in the dorm building besides them. He listened to the small hurried click of shoes that ran away from them. The Musician's head popped up at the sound and his eyes widened at the sight of chocolate brown hair whipping around the corner.

"Y-yuri..."