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Chapter 46- Uselessness- Daisya

I was walking in a small circle as I waited for Lenalee and Kanda to wake up. They both looked tiered and worn out from the attack on the Order. Lenalee's face was glistening with sweat and her breathing was quick. Kanda, on the other hand, was just sleeping. The nurses had kept him there to make sure he got sleep instead of training more.

Lenalee groaned, and opened her eyes slowly. I was relieved as she sat up, and looked at me. She smiled weakly, and looked at the red anklets around her ankles.

"Good, you're awake," A nurse said, walking over to her. "Is it all right if I take some blood from your legs? The science department wants to try to learn more about the fact that it liquefied."

"Go ahead," Lenalee said. She looked away as the nurse brought out a syringe. She squeaked as the needle entered her body.

"Still afraid of needles?" I asked, kneeling in front of her face.

The nurse let out a little gasp, and I looked over to see that the blood she had injected from my friend was as black as ink. I felt I was about to get sick from the sight.

Lenalee made a little moan as she looked at the syringe.

"I'm going to go give this to the science department," The nurse said. "Please try to rest, Miss. Lee."

"I'll try," Lenalee sighed, eyeing the syringe like it was a bottle of an unidentified liquid that her brother made.

The nurse left, leaving Lenalee and me alone. Everyone else was asleep, and all of the nurses were off, tending to other wounds around the building.

"You look upset," Lenalee said.

"I am," I said. "I could do nothing during that battle. I could only watch as the Earl's minions slaughtered my friends and family. I became a ghost to stay with you so I could protect you, Boo. How can I do that if I can't even get the enemy to see me?" I angrily wiped the tears on my face away. It was embarrassing that I was crying in front of her. I closed my eyes, trying to get my breathing under control.

"You have protected me, Day," Lenalee said. I looked at her. She was staring down at her lap, and messing with the blanket that was over her. "You've protected me from myself. If you hadn't had showed up, I don't know what I would have done to myself. Your death was too much for me to handle, and I thought that I was going to go insane without you. So what if you couldn't help me in this battle, you were right there for me the entire time. Just knowing that you're with me brings back the hope of a better future."

"But you've always dreamed of a better future," I said. "How did me dying change that?"

Lenalee began to blush. "I always dreamed of a future with you in it. We won the war, and we both survived. I always thought that we would live a happy life together. Daisya, my perfect future can only be perfect with you in it."

I smiled. "You sound like you're reading from one of those above your age vampire romance books."

"They were not above my age!" She exclaimed, giving a little laugh. "And they were good books."

I rolled my eyes. "Not as good as the Greek Myths."

"No, they were better," She said.

My jaw dropped. "What? They are not better than the amazing mythology!"

Lenalee began to laugh. "Of course they aren't. Nothing's better than the myths."

I glared at her, and sighed. "You abuse sarcasm."

"I think we both do," Lenalee said.

We both started to laugh. When we were done, I looked at her, smiling. "So, does this mean we're at better terms?"

Lenalee nodded. "I'm sorry I've been so mean to you, Daisya."

"And I'm sorry for everything I keep saying," I said. "I haven't been very smart with my words recently."

I kissed her head. "Get some sleep. You look tiered."

"I am," She said. She put her head on the pillow, and closed her eyes. She started to snore quietly within two minutes.

I was thrilled that we had made up. After days of her being mad at me, and constant battles, even that little talk had brightened my mood up.

I turned to face Kanda, waiting for him to wake up. I needed to apologize to him.

He groaned, and said, "Alma." He was obviously asleep, but I heard fear in his voice.

Who's Alma? I wondered. Kanda had always mentioned that person in his sleep, but I never thought of asking who Alma really was.

Kanda opened one eye, and looked at me. "Why are you staring at me?"

"Because I need to speak with you," I said.

Kanda sat up, and placed his head against the wall. "What?"

"I'm sorry for what I said at the Asian Branch," I said.

"I still don't know how you learned that," He muttered.

"I'll explain after some things become more clear," I said. "I'm still confused on a few things, and I need to understand them before I talk to you and Lenalee about it."

Kanda looked exhausted. He rubbed his eyes, and stared ahead of himself. I saw guilt in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Just a bad memory," He said.

"Does it have to do with Alma?" I asked.

Kanda stiffened. "How do you know about that?"

"You always mumble that name in your sleep," I said. "Who's Alma?"

Kanda didn't answer at first. At last, he mumbled, "He was my best friend."

I knew that I wasn't going to get anything else out of him, so I didn't bother asking more questions.

Kanda looked at me, and smiled sadly. "He died when we were kids."

I didn't know what to say except, "I'm sorry about that."

Kanda shrugged. "Don't be. You didn't know him, so you don't have to be sorry about his death."

"That doesn't matter,' I said. "Alma seems to be the only person worthy of the title, 'Kanda's best friend'. It sucks that he died."

"Daisya," Kanda said.

"Yes?" I asked

"Shut up."

"No!"

"I'll hurt you."

"You can't," I exclaimed, throwing my arms into the air. "I'm a ghost, so you can't hit me!"

Kanda threw his pillow at me, and it flew straight through me. I heard someone yelp, and turned to see that the pillow had hit Bak Chan in the face.

I started to laugh as Bak glared at my longhaired friend.

"Why did you throw a pillow at me?" Bak asked.

"Your presence annoyed me," Kanda said casually. "Therefore, I decided to hit you."

"With a pillow to the face?" Bak asked. He looked seriously confused.

"It could be worse," Kanda said.

Bak's eyes widened, and he slowly backed out of the room.

I started to laugh harder. Kanda was smiling, as he muttered, "Idiot. How could he be Zhu's grandson?"

"Just because Bak's Zhu's grandson, doesn't mean he has the old man's brain. I don't even think he has a brain."

We both started to laugh. It felt like the old days when we would bug Tiedol to the point where he would stomp off and not return for hours. Kanda and I would always talk about random stuff and laugh our head off. It rarely happened, but when it did, it felt like we were actually friends.

After such a hard battle, I was sure that Kanda needed something to relieve the stress and anger he felt- even if it meant laughing with a ghost.

"So you forgive me?" I asked.

"We'll see if you mess up again," Kanda said. "If you do, I may have to send you down to the Underworld for good."

I smiled. 'This is the first time you have ever used a Greek mythology reference."

"And it will be the last," Kanda said. "That was just too weird to say." I chuckled.

What little of a smile Kanda had, dropped. He looked troubled. He got out of the bed, and stumbled. He caught himself on a small table.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I just… need to talk to someone," He said.

"Who? Can make a disturbance that can send the nurses in if you want."

Kanda shook his head. "They're not the ones I have to talk to." He slowly started to walk towards the door. Even though I had known Kanda for almost nine years, it always amazed me with how quickly he could recover. It only took three steps before he was walking like normal.

"What's going on?" I heard Lenalee ask. She sounded groggy.

Kanda and I looked at her. She was propped up on one elbow, rubbing her eyes with her other hand. It reminded me of all a little girl whose parents had woken her up in the middle of the night for some odd reason.

"I have no clue," I said. 'Kanda's acting strange."

Lenalee looked at the longhaired samurai. "Why?"

Kanda walked over to her, and placed his hand on her head. "You did great today, Lenalee. You should get some sleep."

Lenalee looked confused, but it was obvious that she was exhausted. She nodded, and fell back to sleep in moments.

"Did you use magic on her?" I asked.

"I don't use magic," Kanda said. He walked out of the infirmary.

I sighed. "I should just wake General Tiedol up to scold him," I muttered. I looked at all of the sleeping exorcists, and felt sad. I was supposed to help them, and yet all I could do was walk through walls. I couldn't do anything but watch as they fought for their lives.

The white haired boy Allen groaned in his sleep. He rolled over, and muttered something incoherent. I thought about how brave he had been during the battle. I realized that I may not have like him, but I trusted him. I figured that everyone- with the exception of Chaozii- felt the same way. He was strong for such a small person. Still, there was something about him that made me uneasy.

I shrugged, and kneeled next to Lenalee's bed. I kissed her lips gently, and walked out of the room, trying to pick up Kanda's trail. Whatever he needed to talk about, I wanted to know. Some how, I figured that it was about the mystery person known as Alma.