A fic.
Written for the 50_scenes community (for the theme table just click on the tag 50_scenes)
Title: I Say.
Author: kagami_pon
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Characters: Kanda/Lenalee; mainly Lenalee in this one, a cameo by Komui.
Prompt: Table 5, #003: Silence
Word Count: 997
Rating: G
Summary: Because even though they didn’t realize it yet, they probably couldn’t live without each other.
Warnings: Disparities with how innocence is given to a person.
Disclaimer: D.Gray-Man rightly belongs to Katsura Hoshino. Who is on hiatus.
This is the unedited version. If you have any suggestions, feel free to drop a comment!
I Say.
#003 Silence
It wasn’t because Lenalee understood his need for silence that they got along so well - not that she didn’t understand it - but it was because she understood what he meant even when words failed him. Like when he told her “You don’t deserve to go out there” instead of “I don’t want to see you to die”, or when he said “Che” but meant “Alright”: she could supply the words he needed when he fell silent, faced with the daunting wall of communication.
First, when she was still young, tearful and still lonely she clung onto him - talked to him, gave him glomps in her mind, ignored his barbed words and sought out his company whenever possible. She had feared that she’d lose a friend in this cold cruel prison and be left again with god given powers that nothing but a stigma to her existence. Looking back now she sometimes wondered why Kanda even allowed her to do tag along with him like that.
He was probably kinder than he’d ever admit. And sometimes, in her own room by herself she’d think to herself just how well they complimented each other and giggle. Not that he’d admit that either. Somehow along the way she had figured out how to best comfort him without scaring him away.
She was proud to say that she was one of the people who knew him so well.
She was ten and still learning to control her innocence. Her hair was longer and her face less round. She was taller and didn’t have to look up at the adults quite so much. Her tears had been replaced by determination. The black shiny boots entwined on her legs would stubbornly refuse of amend itself with the state of her body. It refused to mould, and in her many attempts to get accustomed to it, it had become marred by many tiny scratches. She should have been able to leap up to the top of trees and in between then by now but all she could do was jump then catch the branches as she reached them. She braced herself, bent her legs and sucked in air. She jumped, caught herself on the branch and exhaled. Her legs felt so heavy. No difference. No improvement.
What had she been doing wrong? She had been practicing everyday in the morning and in the evening between helping her brother with his work and meals.
She confessed to Komui her frustration. After listening to her very seriously he smiled at her kindly and told her that it was okay, and that she was doing better than most and that everyone went at their own pace. Just give it time, his eyes crinkled as his smile widened just a fraction, tentatively.
Perhaps time would iron out their clumsy affections, but right now, the awkwardness lay there, a solid yet invisible wall between them. He, the brother who did everything in his power to make is dear little sister happy and she, the sister who let him for all the years that were stolen. His words were kind but they were not quite what she wanted.
But for all it was worth, his intentions were kind. Lenalee lifted her head up and smiled shyly at him, thank you nii-san.
He shook his head and hesitantly reached over and ruffled her hair, you’re a gift, Lenalee-chan.
However, later that day she went out onto the grounds again, unable to quench her anxiety.
One, two, jump. Her fingers barely grazed the branches this time. She tried again, running from the distance testing for momentum. In the air, for a split second she felt weightless - like she was flying - like she had always wanted to. But that moment pass quickly and not suspecting the sudden feeling of having stones dropped in her boots again she stumbled ungracefully onto the ground. Her bottom was sore and she had grazed her elbows. Her shoulders slumped in defeat. How to overcome a wall so high you could not
Why won’t you help me? She sighed bitterly resting her head on her knees. It still won’t adjust to her. Dark boots, dark boots, what could be the matter? Why won’t you tell me your name, my Dark Boots? Her eyelids fluttered and she yawned murmuring, You must have one. Kanda calls his Mugen and Elwood-san tells me hers is named Soul Driver… why... won’t you… let… me… kno…
She felt a chill and heard the sound of crunching grass. She opened her eyes only to see orange everywhere. Sunset. Could she have perhaps… fallen asleep?
“Hmph.”
She looked up to the intruder, “Kanda-kun!” she squeaked.
“You. Stay here any longer and you’ll to freeze to death. And,” he added, “don’t ever call me that disgusting thing again,” he shuddered referring to the honorific attached to his name.
She looked at him to see the familiar scowl attached onto his face. He was supposed to be away on a two week mission. It had only been one. She got to her feet.
“Wow. You’re back - I mean, hey, you’re early. No - I mean,” she paused and took a deep breath. She looked him directly in the eye, “Welcome back, Kanda.”
He surveyed her. Saw the scratches that were no doubt because of her training and saw the boots, bare of any scratches. He frowned, “Your innocence.”
She held her leg out inspect the problem eyes widened “It’s… like new.” Her face widened into a splitting smile, “Don’t tell me it’s fully accepted me now!” she looked from her boots to the soles then to Kanda and if possible her grin got even wider, “You know what this means! It’s time to celebrate!”
He snorted, “About time.” Slightly affronted, she punched him on the shoulder.
But she had heard him.
So she always forgave him.
“We’ll tell everyone at dinnertime.” She said walking off.
He followed. A raised eyebrow, “…we?”
“Yup, I need you to help me…”
A/N: Scene #004 may be Kanda-crack. This chapter was also uploaded on ff.net. My user info should have the link.
Title: I Say.
Author: kagami_pon
Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Characters: Kanda/Lenalee; mainly Lenalee in this one, a cameo by Komui.
Prompt: Table 5, #003: Silence
Word Count: 997
Rating: G
Summary: Because even though they didn’t realize it yet, they probably couldn’t live without each other.
Warnings: Disparities with how innocence is given to a person.
Disclaimer: D.Gray-Man rightly belongs to Katsura Hoshino. Who is on hiatus.
This is the unedited version. If you have any suggestions, feel free to drop a comment!
I Say.
#003 Silence
It wasn’t because Lenalee understood his need for silence that they got along so well - not that she didn’t understand it - but it was because she understood what he meant even when words failed him. Like when he told her “You don’t deserve to go out there” instead of “I don’t want to see you to die”, or when he said “Che” but meant “Alright”: she could supply the words he needed when he fell silent, faced with the daunting wall of communication.
First, when she was still young, tearful and still lonely she clung onto him - talked to him, gave him glomps in her mind, ignored his barbed words and sought out his company whenever possible. She had feared that she’d lose a friend in this cold cruel prison and be left again with god given powers that nothing but a stigma to her existence. Looking back now she sometimes wondered why Kanda even allowed her to do tag along with him like that.
He was probably kinder than he’d ever admit. And sometimes, in her own room by herself she’d think to herself just how well they complimented each other and giggle. Not that he’d admit that either. Somehow along the way she had figured out how to best comfort him without scaring him away.
She was proud to say that she was one of the people who knew him so well.
She was ten and still learning to control her innocence. Her hair was longer and her face less round. She was taller and didn’t have to look up at the adults quite so much. Her tears had been replaced by determination. The black shiny boots entwined on her legs would stubbornly refuse of amend itself with the state of her body. It refused to mould, and in her many attempts to get accustomed to it, it had become marred by many tiny scratches. She should have been able to leap up to the top of trees and in between then by now but all she could do was jump then catch the branches as she reached them. She braced herself, bent her legs and sucked in air. She jumped, caught herself on the branch and exhaled. Her legs felt so heavy. No difference. No improvement.
What had she been doing wrong? She had been practicing everyday in the morning and in the evening between helping her brother with his work and meals.
She confessed to Komui her frustration. After listening to her very seriously he smiled at her kindly and told her that it was okay, and that she was doing better than most and that everyone went at their own pace. Just give it time, his eyes crinkled as his smile widened just a fraction, tentatively.
Perhaps time would iron out their clumsy affections, but right now, the awkwardness lay there, a solid yet invisible wall between them. He, the brother who did everything in his power to make is dear little sister happy and she, the sister who let him for all the years that were stolen. His words were kind but they were not quite what she wanted.
But for all it was worth, his intentions were kind. Lenalee lifted her head up and smiled shyly at him, thank you nii-san.
He shook his head and hesitantly reached over and ruffled her hair, you’re a gift, Lenalee-chan.
However, later that day she went out onto the grounds again, unable to quench her anxiety.
One, two, jump. Her fingers barely grazed the branches this time. She tried again, running from the distance testing for momentum. In the air, for a split second she felt weightless - like she was flying - like she had always wanted to. But that moment pass quickly and not suspecting the sudden feeling of having stones dropped in her boots again she stumbled ungracefully onto the ground. Her bottom was sore and she had grazed her elbows. Her shoulders slumped in defeat. How to overcome a wall so high you could not
Why won’t you help me? She sighed bitterly resting her head on her knees. It still won’t adjust to her. Dark boots, dark boots, what could be the matter? Why won’t you tell me your name, my Dark Boots? Her eyelids fluttered and she yawned murmuring, You must have one. Kanda calls his Mugen and Elwood-san tells me hers is named Soul Driver… why... won’t you… let… me… kno…
She felt a chill and heard the sound of crunching grass. She opened her eyes only to see orange everywhere. Sunset. Could she have perhaps… fallen asleep?
“Hmph.”
She looked up to the intruder, “Kanda-kun!” she squeaked.
“You. Stay here any longer and you’ll to freeze to death. And,” he added, “don’t ever call me that disgusting thing again,” he shuddered referring to the honorific attached to his name.
She looked at him to see the familiar scowl attached onto his face. He was supposed to be away on a two week mission. It had only been one. She got to her feet.
“Wow. You’re back - I mean, hey, you’re early. No - I mean,” she paused and took a deep breath. She looked him directly in the eye, “Welcome back, Kanda.”
He surveyed her. Saw the scratches that were no doubt because of her training and saw the boots, bare of any scratches. He frowned, “Your innocence.”
She held her leg out inspect the problem eyes widened “It’s… like new.” Her face widened into a splitting smile, “Don’t tell me it’s fully accepted me now!” she looked from her boots to the soles then to Kanda and if possible her grin got even wider, “You know what this means! It’s time to celebrate!”
He snorted, “About time.” Slightly affronted, she punched him on the shoulder.
But she had heard him.
So she always forgave him.
“We’ll tell everyone at dinnertime.” She said walking off.
He followed. A raised eyebrow, “…we?”
“Yup, I need you to help me…”
A/N: Scene #004 may be Kanda-crack. This chapter was also uploaded on ff.net. My user info should have the link.