TWP: When I wrote chapter ten here, I thought; why the hell do I turn her into a crybaby all of a sudden? But hey, she just lost her boyfriend so I guess it should be alright. But she's slowly going back to normal!

Disclaimer: I only own Ava Krory. That's it. And her childhood… and the concept of her meeting ANY of the characters from -Man… but not -Man, dammit!

"This is dangerous. For how long has

she been like this Yeegar?" A voice she had never heard before was talking to the man who had taken her in. She opened her eyes and saw a brown-haired man with glasses and moustache stare at her master while pointing at her.

"I found her three days ago. According to her, she's been like this for five." Yeegar said calmly even though it looked like he was ready to tear his hair out. "No matter what I say she won't deactivate her Innocence! Tiedoll, what should I do?"

"You've got to stop her. She'll die!"

"No! I-I won't do it…" She said and pulled herself up on all four, the wings on her back a heavy burden on her thin arms and legs. "You're awake!" Yeegar exclaimed surprised and somehow he sounded relieved too.

"I won't… do it. I can't do it." Her whimpering gave away her pain and the man with glasses, Tiedoll, shook his head in disbelief. "This is way too dangerous. You're straining your body. You could die!"

"This pain is nothing… compared to how they felt… when I tore them apart." She hissed and felt her arms and legs start to give out on her. "This pain is nothing!" Just then a young boy with brown hair and purple marks on his face, clad in a black uniform, popped his face into the carriage.

"Hey, old man! You finished yet?" Her eyes widened and he felt eyes on himself. He turned slightly and saw her, his own eyes widening when he saw the wings on her back. "Is that an angel?" He asked and she glanced back at the bed she was resting on.

"I'm no… angel." The word sounded foreign to her, especially now after the ordeal she had gone through not long ago. "Angels don't… soak their hands in blood." Suddenly his face was up close to hers.

"You sure look like an angel to me, what, with those long strands of white hair and wings." Tears ran down her cheeks as he said that and he jumped back. "Ah, sorry! Did I say something wrong?" He exclaimed alarmed but then she began giggling.

"No… you didn't say anything wrong." She smiled and the wings began to retract into her body. Once they were gone she fainted from exhaustion.

"Oy, oy! Is she alright?" The boy called but then she heard Yeegars relieved voice. "She'll be alright. She's just exhausted."

"Hey, old man!" Tiedoll looked up from his sketch and saw the brown haired boy walk up to him.

"Yes, Daisya?"

"What is that girl? Is she an angel?" Daisya asked as he plopped down beside his master who chuckled at his innocent question. "Hey, what are you laughing at?" Daisya exclaimed in annoyance.

"Nothing, I'm sorry." The General apologized, still with a smile on his face. "No, the girl is not an angel. Did she look like that to you?" The boy nodded.

"She was pretty, and she had wings." He mused and the General stared at him. "What?" He grew uncomfortable under his stare.

"Daisya, do you find the girl cute?" Tiedoll asked innocently and the boy blushed. "I do not!" He denied the statement vehemently and the General laughed. "You do find her cute!"

"I do not!" Daisya exclaimed again, looking around to be sure they were alone. "Don't yell things out like that! Someone will get the wrong idea!" This only caused the General to laugh harder.

"You said she wasn't an angel! What is she then?" The General instantly calmed down and went back to his sketch.

"She is an Exorcist, just like us."

"Eh? That girl is?"

"Yes. What you saw last night as her wings is actually her Innocence, her Anti-Akuma weapon."

"But, it came out of her body! Can Innocence do that?"

"That's because she's a Parasite type." The General explained. "Parasite types are people born with Innocence in their bodies or having merged with the Innocence later on in their life. Long story short, it's part of their bodies. The Akuma are especially aware of them and target them before they learn how to use their powers."

"Is that what happened to her?" Daisya asked. "She was crying and said she was soaked in blood."

"I don't know." Tiedoll answered honestly. "She isn't my apprentice therefore I didn't find it necessary to probe into her personal life."

"Tch, stupid old man."

"Ask her yourself if you're so curious." Tiedoll laughed when Daisya turned his head the other way and "keh'd".

"Must be pretty nice to have wings though." Daisya mused. "I'm sure it's fun to fly."

"Make no mistake now, Daisya, being a Parasite type is no blessing." At this the boy looked at him quizzically. "You should be happy that you're an Equipment type because Parasite types have a shorter lifespan than normal humans. The reason for that is that the Innocence leaves a huge strain on the body and in the end, if a Parasite type doesn't die in a battle against Akuma, they will die from the strain the Innocence leaves. Some die young but there are some lucky people that die at an old age too. I wonder, will that girl be lucky or unlucky?" Tiedoll mused. He was by no means jealous of the Parasite types. Their power was basically a death sentence not only to the Akuma but also themselves.

"Yo, Ava!" Said sixteen year old girl looked up and saw Daisya walk over to her table in the cafeteria. She was sitting alone now. Usually she would have mingled with the Finders but she had gotten up late as usual, and was eating her breakfast in silence, and he noted with a sweatdrop that as usual, she had a shitload of food stacked on her table.

"Hey, Daisya! How's it going?" She replied just as cheerily.

"It's all good. I see you're still sleeping through the day when you've got nothing to do? Miss. Sleepyhead." He laughed as she blushed slightly in embarrassment.

"Not my fault I'm a Parasite type. I need all the rest I can get!" She pouted and crossed her arms. He found it incredibly cute.

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say." He grinned and she huffed before going back to her food.

"Soooo, was there something you wanted?" Daisya opened his mouth but paused when he found that her expression right then was adorable. How her head was turned downwards but her eyes looked up making them look bigger than they actually were, and that she wasn't wearing her jacket over her top like usual didn't help his hormones either. So he settled for leaning back and let his hood cover most of his face as to hide his blush.

"N-not really."

"You sure?" She asked and peered at him, trying to look under the hood and he turned away. "Yeah, I'm sure." He answered quickly and she frowned in worry.

"Is something wrong?" She asked but he shook his head. "I just wanted to see you. You've been gone for two months already!" He claimed and crossed his arms. She giggled and he glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. The sight that met him was the most beautiful thing he had seen in his whole life.

"Thanks, Daisya." She smiled brightly, her amber eyes dancing with mirth and happiness. He smirked.

"You're welcome."

"Hey, Kanda!" She suddenly called and Daisya glanced over his shoulder, grinning when he saw the blue-haired Exorcist holding a tray with soba. "Come, sit over here!" She motioned for him to come over. The boy didn't seem overly thrilled with the idea, he wasn't much of a socialist, but still he found himself sitting with the two. Only because Daisya was a teammate he actually could stand and because Ava knew when to shut up and when to talk. That, and she made a decent opponent in their spars.

"So, I've heard that Lenalee's coming back soon. Apparently the mission was a big success." Ava said after swallowing. The other two nodded.

"Yeah, the girl is doing well. I guess it's all for the Supervisor." Daisya grinned.

"Oh, the love between siblings." Ava and Daisya snickered. "It's beautiful, yet at the very same time, it's damn harsh." Ava thought about her own relationship with her family and began to think about her grandfather and cousin. She knew he was old, probably dead but she hadn't picked up any news about it. Her cousin she knew was doing well. He loved his home and took good care of the flowers.

'Damn I miss those flowers.' She thought as she slowed down on her eating. It was thanks to them that she had awesome reflexes. She was snapped out of her thoughts when she registered that Daisya was waving a hand in front of her face.

"Sorry, did you say something?" Daisya shook his head but stared at her worriedly. "You just zoned out."

"Ah, I was just thinking about Mr. Sister-complex." She lied with a shrug.

"Damn idiot who doesn't do his job properly." Kanda muttered beside them.

"Aw, don't tell me you're jealous, Kanda?" Ava teased and he glared at her.

"Why the hell should I be jealous?"

"You're right. You don't have to be, since you have General Tiedoll, Marie and Daisya as big brothers and daddy." His eye twitched, and she noticed it, smirking as her boredom started to disappear.

"Krory…" He growled warningly and Daisya moved away slightly as he saw the death glare Kanda gave Ava who took it as a challenge. "Or what do you say? Yuu-kun?" She imitated the General when she uttered his name and he drew Mugen.

"Die."

"Bring it on." Ava had activated her own Innocence, her arms glowing faintly, still with that confident smirk on her face before both were hit on the head with a frying pan.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

"OW, FUCK! JERRY!" Ava glared but both she and Kanda shrank back a bit by the glare Jerry threw them.

"No fighting in my cafeteria. The last time you did, you left it in ruins!" He scolded them. "Go spar somewhere else!" The two teens glanced at each other before nodding.

"Training area, Ava, now."

"It'll be a fucking pleasure to hand your ass to you, Kanda." Kanda smirked at the challenge as Daisya only laughed at their antics. This was why he tolerated Ava. She actually didn't back out even if it was him.

"Daisya?" He looked up from his book in the dark corner of the library and stared at the girl in front of him. She was wringing her hands and her eyes were red and puffy. Had she been crying?

"What's wrong?" He sat up and put away his book. She looked torn, like she was regretting coming here. Changing her mind she said it was nothing and turned around but she had piqued his interest and they had known each other for two years already. He could pretty much read her like a book now. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"Hey, what's wrong? Have you been crying?"

"Um, no I haven't, I just got something in my eyes." Her eyes blinked rapidly as she said this and he sighed. "You're lying." She stared at him.

"No, I'm not!"

"Yes you are. You blink your eyes a lot when you lie." She gaped at him.

"What are you? My stalker?" He snorted. "Hardly. Now, tell me what's wrong." He demanded but she pulled her hand back after a moment's thought.

"No, it's alright. It wasn't anything important." She smiled at him as usual but this smile wasn't pretty in his eyes, not when it was so fake. "So I'll see you later. You should probably go to bed too, it's already 2. am. Good night." She waved and walked past him but he grabbed her arm and hauled her back, causing her to lose her balance and fall backwards, her back coming into contact with his chest. She looked up and saw him glare down at her.

"Tell me." He simply demanded and she looked down, biting her lip. Suddenly his fingers came and gently pried her lip out from her teeth.

"Don't do that." He murmured and she blushed under his heavy stare.

"Um… I-I…" She began and he leaned down to hear her better. Of course this caused the flustered girl to become even quieter. "I-I had a… nightmare." She finished and blushed in embarrassment as he blinked. He straightened up.

"Is that all?"

"What do you mean, is that all?" She glared.

"It was horrible. People were dying and…" She paused and turned her glare to the floor as angry tears gathered in her eyes. "Forget it, it was stupid." She muttered and turned around again, fully intending on returning to her room but Daisya stopped her again by wounding his arms around her waist.

"Hey, sorry. I didn't mean it like that." She tensed but after a few moments she relaxed.

"You're warm." She murmured and put her hands over his. "You too." He muttered back.

"Daisya?"

"Hm?"

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" He nodded.

"Sure."

"Happy seventeenth b-day, girl!" Ava looked up just in time to catch a small package thrown at her. She stared at it confused before she found the source. Daisya.

"Thanks Daisya." She called back and opened it. She gasped. Inside was a beautiful silver, heart shaped locket and a note.

Since I didn't give you anything last year
you're getting a good one now.

Put a picture or two of your loved
ones in here and keep it with you always
to remember what you're fighting for.
I know that sometimes it's hard to
think positive thoughts but this locket should help you out.

Daisya.

She immediately went to her room, opened a drawer and found a tiny picture of her brothers, Krory and her when they were kids. She carefully placed it in the locket and put it on. It was a really beautiful locket. She wondered how he had managed to scrape together money for it but she decided not to worry. He had given her a great gift and she was going to treasure it.

"Cam, come on!" Her golem reacted and came to life where she/it had been lying motionless on the desk. "I need you for just a little bit." She grinned and ran out the door. Once she was back in her room again she opened her locket and stared fondly at the two pictures she had. The first was of her, Krory and her brothers; the second was of her and Daisya. She had found him in the library again and hugged him before turning to Cam who recorded them. The moment that was over she had hurried to the Science Dept. and made them print it out. Now she would have him with her forever. The very thought made her blush.

"Hey." Daisya looked up from his book and saw Ava, and had a hard time keeping his eyes off of her. That she was in the library at 3. Am in the morning with him wasn't the issue though. The issue was that she was wearing nothing but a very big t-shirt that reached her mid-thigh. And the shirt was almost see-through. He gulped.

"Hey." He replied weakly, feeling the need to run away and find a cold shower, fast. He put his book in his lap. "What are you doing up so late?" He asked and she shrugged.

"I couldn't sleep." She replied simply.

"I-I see you're wearing the locket." God, he was desperate now. How the hell would he get out of this one without embarrassing himself or complicate their friendship? She lifted it up with a smile.

"Yeah. Thanks, really. It was a beautiful gift." She walked over to him and sat down on the table.

'Kill me now, kill me now, kill-me-now!' he thought as he couldn't stop himself from eyeing her.

"Hey, Daisya-"

"Yes?" He squeaked and hurriedly covered his mouth, blushing slightly in embarrassment. He did not just squeak! She blinked before giggling and he saw that she too, was blushing.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I'm the one who should be nervous." She scratched her cheek with her pointy finger and gave him a nervous smile. He couldn't resist. She was simply too cute, too beautiful, too nice, so shy that it was adorable and at that moment, too sexy, he would have to go for the option of complicating things. He stood up and grabbed her cheek, kissing her deeply. Once he separated she grinned.

"Guess I don't have to ask then."

"Daisya, I-I aaah!" She cried out as she reached her peak and the boy over her grunted as her walls clenched around him. Together they rode out the ecstasy before he collapsed on top of her. She let her hands brush through his hair and he sighed in contentment. It felt so good to have her soft fingers tread through his locks. Neither one of them said anything because there was nothing to be said. Having been in a relationship for a few months now this had become a routine. After a mission they would always end up together, whether it is in the library, cafeteria or one of their rooms.

Being Exorcists, they didn't have a tomorrow, they only had the now. It came with the job.

TWP: That was the tenth chapter. Just a few recollections of before and after they joined the Order. Ugh, it's 2. Am in the morning and I haven't slept for days. WHOOO! Here comes the crap! I hope you found it enjoyable. I can't believe I added that last part…

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