So I know I said they were going to be out of order? Well, up till chapter/drabble 5 there going to sort of in order, like there won't be any erupt changes because if I had published them in the order I had planned it out, chapter 7 would've been the explanation chapter. And I figured that's sort of long to wait so I decided to change up the order of things.

However, it shouldn't stay like that the whole time, just up till chapter 5. Also if you noticed you will see that it says drabble 4 when it should say drabble 3. Well I labeled them as I wrote it so this was actually supposed to be chapter 4.

Before I forget, thank you Ryuakilover (2x), XxbluepandaxX, and Koneko Hoshi for reviewing! And thank you to the people who favorited and followed this story as well!

Anyway, without further ado, here's drabble 3!

Drabble #4 Traders

"Go kill yourself." Kanda growled while Lavi dramatically placed a hand on his heart and cried out, "Yuu~! How you wound me!"

Mugen found itself at the bottom of Lavi's neck and he quickly put his hands up.

"Woah! Take it easy there. You're so tense these days." The redhead shook his head sadly, "Gonna break your back one day."

Allen coughed, trying to hide the laughter that was escaping. Lenalee just sighed before muttering something under her breath. Allen couldn't hear anything but just thinking about it made him shiver. Having been with her for three weeks had been an experience he would never forget. Though he had to admit she was pretty nice once he had gotten to knowing her.

"Ugh! Allen, how much further do we have to go? It's too hot, you hear me, too hot!" Lenalee complained, wiping her forehead clear of sweat that was going to reappear in less than five minutes.

"Uh," Allen rubbed the back of his neck nervously, "you'll have to ask Kanda that. I always get lost so Kanda takes care of that stuff."

"Oh, ok. Then Kanda!"

"What?"

"When are we arriving to the order or whatever it's called?"

"If you slowpokes start walking at a fast pace, three days."

"Alright! Let's start walking fast!"

It had been one day since then, Lavi felt like he was being tortured. He had to walk fast in this horrendous heat. Talk about his worst nightmare. And he was the only one experiencing it.

Lenalee had decided to screw it, and had cast a spell that kept her nice and cold. Allen felt the heat but it didn't physically affect him (boy did Lavi wish he was a ghost. They never really died which meant he could keep recording forever. Actually, could they die even once a ghost? He would have to research that). And well, Kanda had been the one who wanted them to walk faster and didn't seem to bothered by the heat.

So Lavi was forced to make do and walk on.

Suddenly, Kanda stopped and Lavi bumped into him and, surprisingly, Kanda didn't glare at him, instead he had cocked his head as though listening to something in the distance. But when Lavi strained his ears all he heard were his short pants.

"What is it Kanda?" Allen asked, frowning slightly. He hadn't expected company this far out in the desert.

"There's people nearby though it's weird." Kanda grimaced, "it's like their muffled or something."

No sooner did he say that, the sand started shaking and their legs sank like weights in water. Except for Allen, of course, he just started floating defying the laws of gravity (damn, Lavi really wanted to be a ghost now).

"What the fuck?!" Kanda blurted out staring at his submerged feet as though they had betrayed him.

"Cal…" Lavi drifted off when he saw Lenalee get sucked even more with a rather big tremor.

"Help!" She cried out. The sand had reached her chest and she was having a mini-panic attack. Her breath got shallower and faster. Her vision began getting blurry. Her chest started hurting from the pressure. Her mind was in such a panic that she couldn't even think of spell to use.

Seeing that the other people there were also drowning, Allen rushed to help the witch and put on a gray glove that covered the already-there-white-glove on his left arm. "Lenalee!" He grabbed her hand but before he could get a firm grip someone snatched her away.

"Heh, she's the witch, ain't she?" The ghost's head snapped up to face a group of muscular men. Er, wait. There was a woman but she was dressed as a guy.

The women had messy, bland, blonde hair that she put up in a bun. She seemed like the leader as all the men had stepped aside to let her through. She wore a loose belt that seemed mostly for show rather than actually used for its purpose. That was where a staff was hung on the side. Allen squinted, the staff seemed a lot like Lenalee's…

"Yeah. She'll raise a hefty pay." The yet-to-be named woman smirked and with a flick of her hand the guys restrained Lenalee making her cry out.

"Let her go." Allen commanded, narrowing his eyes. Raise a hefty pay…? Were they planning on selling Lenalee?!

"If I'm right, you're a ghost. So what can you do?" The leader asked feeling a win coming soon.

"I can do this." With that said, Allen rushed forward and punched her in the gut causing her to gag. The men gave a cry and swarmed Allen before he could land another punch. Sure, anything they tried to throw at him juts went through him but he didn't like going through people. It was uncomfortable for him and the people.

The woman panted, trying to regain her breath. Just how had the ghost touched her? It wasn't supposed to be possible.

However, before she could catch her breath something slammed into her. Something hard.

"You know, usually I don't like hitting girls but since you just hurt lovely~ Lenalee~! I have to make an exception." Lavi stated before hitting her again with… a hammer?!

Meanwhile, Allen and Kanda both froze and looked at the red-haired teenager who was continuously hitting the woman to a pulp. How come they hadn't known he could fight? And where had he gotten the hammer?

They snapped back to the present though when Allen got stepped through and let out a strangled gasp. Kanda reacted immediately by taking out Mugen and knocking people out with an occasional splatter of the enemies' blood. His pupil's became narrow just like a cat's and the dark blue slowly gave way to a golden-green. His hair meanwhile seemed to become alive as it swayed along to his death dance.

"Let's get this cleaned up." Allen relayed to the others as he punched someone making them fall unconscious.

The scribe nodded in agreement and got ready to deal the final blow, but before he could, she muttered something and threw up her hands. He was greeted with a shield to the face. Turns out she had been a witch too. Which explained why the ground had shaken like it did.

He staggered up to his feet this time in the defensive position; arms lower to protect the mid-section, knees bent, eye concentrated on his opponent, feet ready to move. But the witch had used up all her remaining energy casting her spell so she had fainted. Unfortunately, the spell was still up so Lavi couldn't touch her till the shield vanished.

Fortunately, Kanda had released Lenalee who joined Lavi to take the spell off.

"Since my staff is with her, I can't do a huge spell but I should be able to do something."

"Alright." He turned to observe how she did a spell without her black staff. It would be something to record later and give to his old man.

She put her hands out in front of her and closed her eyes. She frowned slightly as though there was something troubling but a few seconds later her expression dissolved into how it had been before, calm. "Trylleord."

Black smoke appeared next to her hands and grew in size and solidity, for now it seemed to be solid rather than smoke. Slowly it was molded into an exact replica of Lenalee's staff. Once it was all compacted, she moved her hands and the fake staff slammed into the purple barrier. The two magicks clashed with sparks flying but the black overwhelmed the purple, seeming to have swallowed it. It's task done the makeshift staff dissolved into nothing once more.

The witch opened her eyes and found Lavi staring at her with awe. She blushed at the attention.

"I've never seen that before. You can bet I'm going to write about it, Lena-lady!" He winked, or as much as one can with one eye.

"It's nothing special, any witch can do that." She denied, feeling uncomfortable with his praise. No one had ever complimented her spells besides her brother, and he was, well, her brother. So it was expected of him to congratulate her. Not some scribe.

Lavi opened his mouth to reassure her that it was something special but Allen interrupted them.

"Lenalee! Are you okay?" He shouted with a concerned look in his eye. Kanda and Allen had finished off the rest of the men on their side.

"Yeah. I'm fine." She smiled, feeling all warm knowing people cared about her and would fight for her.

Allen broke into a relived smile at her own, "that's good! Isn't Kanda?"

He started floating forward and everyone else followed picking up an occasional item belonging to the traders that caught their interest.

Kanda grunted, which was the closest he was ever going to get to saying that it was. Allen smile grew even more.

"Wipe that stupid smile off your face, beansprout."

"It's Allen, don't you remember that!? Oh wait, I forgot that you have a brain the size of a pea!"

"I dare you to say that again!"

"Oh, I will! You have a brain the size of a pea!"

"Get ready to meet your death!"

"I'm already dead, Ba-kanda!"

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