Forever Stained Red | By : WannaBePirate Category: +. to F > D. Gray Man Views: 2001 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Eleven
She’d been there almost a week. Oddly enough she was remembering things much more quickly than before. Komui had said it was because she was in familiar settings. She had to learn how to fight properly again, because her mind decided to leave that chuck of her memory in the dark. She skipped through the hallway, her Innocence twirling in her hand. She had just finished a short training session with the irritable Kanda.
Kanda was something else. He was mean and harsh but she never felt the sting that his comments and attitude should have given. It was like that was the only way he knew how to show emotion. For some reason whenever Kanda and her trained Lavi would pop up and hang around for as long as he could. Usually until Bookman came and dragged him away.
‘Lavi…’ Aya thought and came to a stop. Lavi was a completely different story. He was lively and touchy. She blushed thinking about his lips on hers. Then a pout came to those pink lips. Lavi hadn’t done anything like that since they had gotten back to Head Quarters. It sometimes made her wonder if there was something no one was telling her, and she couldn’t remember. Was there someone who would be angry if Lavi kissed her?
Then her mind was filled with the unknown person she still couldn’t remember. The library man, as she called him, was still unnamed and forgotten to Aya. She felt a pang of sadness at not being able to picture his face. She couldn’t rely on the voice because she knew, from experience, that her mind tended to change it just to make everything more difficult for her. Kanda didn’t sound the same in her memories as he did in real life. ‘Nor did Lenalee, Allen, Komui or La…’ Her mind stopped and her eyebrows frowned. Now that she thought about it, she didn’t have many memories of Lavi.
“Did we not get along?” She thought her face falling into sorrow. ‘Is that why he doesn’t come to close or kiss me?’ She thought just making herself more and more depressed. There was still the library man, she felt her heart yearn to remember who he was. So, she scolded herself for worrying about Lavi - who obvious no longer was interested in her - she had to figure out who he was. She didn’t know why, but she felt that he was the reason her heart and mind wanted so badly to remember this place. Her own body wanted to remember all of those horrible events so she could come back to this huge black castle. So she could come back to him…
That night the halls were dark and empty. Aya couldn’t sleep. Her mind bombard her with horrible images and flashes of things long forgotten. She wandered the halls. Her overly large shirt hanging off one of her shoulders and covering the sleep shorts she had on under it. Her bare feet made no sounds on the cold stone flooring. Idly she walked, not knowing where she’d end up. Yet her feet seemed to know the way, seemed to know where she wanted to go.
She looked up at the huge door and wondered if it would be hard to open. She had avoided this place like the plague. She bit her lip and placed her palm flat on the doors surface. She didn’t want to meet him when she couldn’t even remember his face. She didn’t want him to be upset with her, and she didn’t understand why it meant so much to her. That didn’t stop her from pushing the door open. It creaked lightly and she bit her lip. Peeking in she looked around for any living being. Her eyes took in the familiar yet foreign area.
“Why do you always end up in here?” She leaned her chair back on the back two legs. “Do you really enjoy reading that much? Shouldn’t you get life experiences for yourself not from some book?” Her questions were stopped when the man behind the pile of books laughed. Causing her face to heat up.
“I have to know all of this.” He mumbled, his voice was stifled by the books surrounding him. “Maybe you should pick up reading, you come in here enough.”
Aya pouted and huffed unhappily. “Fine, if you don’t want me to be here just say so!” She must have moved too much because suddenly she was falling backwards and her chair hit the floor below her. A loud squeal was the only sound she got out before she was on her back looking at the high ceiling. She heard another chairs legs scrap across the floor. She growled at the hand that was being held out for her. Reluctantly she took it, and pouted the whole way back to her feet.
“I know I said I’d help ya every time ya fell but aren’t you taking advantage of it?” He picked up her chair and brushed the dust off of her back. His hand playfully swiped the dust from her rear causing her to freeze. “Or maybe you just like holding my hand.” He whispered into her ear, then gave a chuckle. “Too cute Aya-chan…too cute…”
Aya stood in the doorway blushing and pouting. “Bastard…” She mumbled to the playful male in her memory. She took a few more steps into the library, glancing around for any signs of life. “I suppose no one’s here.” She mumbled, her face fell. There was a loud bang like someone had dropped a book. Before she knew it she was dashing through aisles looking for the source of the sound. She saw a person hunched over, half covered by the table. Her breath got caught in her throat and her eyes widened.
“Oh, hey Aya-chan.” She let out a disappointed sigh, causing Lenalee to look at her oddly. “Sorry, were you expecting someone else?” She asked playfully. Lenalee had been told by Allen of Lavi’s smooches. Aya shook her head left to right vigorously.
“Sorry, Lenalee-chan.” She whispered and took a seat at the table with the other girl. Lenalee giggled, indicating she took no offence. “Um…”
The ponytail wearer set her book aside and turned to her friend. Aya looked like she wanted to say something. If the way she refused to look at Lenalee and worried her bottom lip in her teeth were any sign. “Yes, Aya-chan?”
The red haired girl fiddled with her fingers and looked over at the books on the shelf beside her. “So…Lavi and Allen are on missions?” She asked deciding to make small talk while she thought of a way to ask the other girl something. ‘What if she thinks I’m crazy…’
Lenalee tapped her lips with her finger. “Yep. Why miss them?” She asked with a knowing smile on her lips. Aya puffed out her cheeks making a crude sound, as if to say hell no. Lenalee looked back down acting as if she was reading her book. “You know you can talk to me Aya-chan. I know you probably hate being cooped up, but brother doesn’t want you to get hurt again. So, he‘s being extra cautious with training and decided when to send you on another mission.”
Aya nodded, she did want to get out but she understood why she couldn’t go. Though she no longer felt like a caged bird. They allowed her to go outside, but she just couldn’t go on missions yet. “Lenalee-chan…” Aya gulped and the blush on her face was clearly visible. “I can’t remember someone…” She mumbled and Lenalee just turned to her, letting the girl know she was listening but letting her speak. “I think I should remember him, I think I spent the most time with him.” Aya brushed her falling hair behind her ear but it was futile, her head was looking down and the hair just fall back again. “I’m not sure what our relationship with each other was but I think it was important to me. I think he was there reason I wanted to remember so badly.” Aya's hand clenched her shirt where her heart lay. “I get confused, when I try to remember.”
“That’s who you were looking for.” Lenalee didn’t need the small nod Aya gave to know she was right. The dark haired girl was oddly sure that she knew who the boy was. “What about Lavi?”
Aya's eyes shot up. Yet she seemed to take the question completely different than it was intended. “I don’t know. He doesn’t seem like he likes me very much anymore.” Her eyes saddened at the thought. She liked Lavi, he made her feel comfortable, made her feel happy, and he made her feel safe.
Lenalee's eyes widened. ‘She thinks I mean her feelings.’ The girls eyes softened as she looked at the poor confused girl.
“That’s another thing, were Lavi and I close before? I can‘t seem to remember many things with him in them.” Lenalee didn’t understand why the girl couldn’t put two and two together. “I feel bad thinking about Lavi and not knowing if this other person meant something to me. I know he did…” She felt her blush go into full force. “I can feel it.” Her back slouched in her chair and she was on the verge of crying.
‘If we did have some sort of relationship why hasn’t he come to find me.’ She bit her lip harder almost causing it to bleed. ‘Lavi has been here the whole time for me.’ She was taken from her mental struggle when a small soft hand fell to her own.
Lenalee smiled a kind smile. “Maybe you should keep trying to remember. If you ask I’m sure Lavi will assure you that he does like you. But I wont speak on what terms, that’s for him to tell you.” Aya nodded. “And as for this boy from the library, maybe you should just keep looking around every now and then. Might find some things are less difficult than you're making them.” Aya looked at her oddly but the other girl only smiled back. Before getting up and bidding her a good night.
Lenalee could have told her who she thought the mystery boy was but she didn’t know a 100 percent. Plus it was Aya's mind, she’d have to figure things out on her own. Aya leaned back in her chair the back two legs supporting her. Sighing she closed her eyes and with a bang all four legs were back on the ground. She laid her head on the table before her and closed her eyes. She just wanted to see him again, too see his face.
Her eyes fluttered open and she lazily looked around the table. There was a tower of books on the other end but no one was there. ‘Where’d he go?’ She thought as she stood and stretched. Suddenly there were two arms wrapped around her center. She blushed and turned too look back at the owner of the arms.
“Don’t…” She froze still looking forwards. She felt his head fall to her shoulder and she thought she saw red but she had to close her eyes when his hot breath on her neck made her shiver. “Just let me stay like this for a minute.” She could hear the sorrow in his voice. Her hands went to his arms around her and gave a comforting squeeze.
“Everything okay?” She whispered in concern, she felt him nod his head. His hair tickling her neck and cheek but now wasn’t a time to laugh.
“Bad mission is all.” He mumbled pulling her body closer to his own. “Ne, Aya?” She turned her head slightly to his voice by her ear. He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you.” She spun around and her eyes widened…
“Lavi?” She said jumping to her feet. Lavi lifted his head from the table where he had been watching her. He frowned at the panicked look on her face.
“You alright Aya-chan?” He asked in a concerned tone. He took a step forwards but she took one back. “Aya?” She stared at him wide eyed. There was no way, it was just a coincidence right. She only saw his face on her Library Man because he was sitting there when she woke up. He reached out to take her hand and she flinched.
Holding back the anger that seemed to build up in him he looked down clenching his fist at his sides. “You still don’t remember me do you?” He asked in an angry yet extremely pitiful voice. “You remember everyone but me." He whispered and Aya felt her heart breaking.
“I…” She gulped and tried to take a step backwards but tripped over a pile of books that were behind her. With a small yelp she fell back into the now sprawled out pile. Sighing in distress she tried to get up only to stop at the hand held out before her.
Lavi looked down at her with so much sadness for the second time tonight she wanted to cry. ‘She’s never going to remember me…’ He tried to smirk but he just couldn’t do it. “At least let me keep my promise of helping ya back up, even if ya don’t remember it.” Her jaw dropped and before he knew what hit him Aya had jumped to her feet and threw her arms around his neck. Instinctively he wrapped his arms around her. Confused out of his mind, first she wouldn’t touch him now she was hugging him.
Aya just buried her head into his neck whispering, ‘it is you…’ over and over again. Suddenly her mind was filled with the memories of the library man and he had a face. With ever memory came a enormous feeling that made her heart speed up and swell with warmth. “Lavi…”
At the sound of his name coming so softly from her lips he hugged her tighter. He whispered into her ear, “you remember?” Causing her to nod and sniffle. He nuzzled her cheek and kissed it repeatedly. “Don’t forget me again. Please, don’t ever…” He pleaded with the girl in his arms.
“I wont…” was her whispered answer against his neck.
All he needed was that reassurance and he scooped her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. Without another word he carried her out of the library and back to his room. The whole way she kept her head buried in his neck, trembling slightly with the thoughts of forgetting the male she was clinging too. When he got to his room he kicked the door shut behind them.
He laid her on his bed and she covered her face with her hands. “I’m so sorry Lavi…” She shook her head as he crawled on top of her. “So sorry…”
He kissed the back of her hands before removing them and kissing her nose. “It’s okay…” He leaned down and nuzzled her neck. “Everything’s okay now…” His lips found hers and within seconds the kiss went from innocent to passionate. His hands touched her, roaming over her clothes. She was there, she was back and she knew who he was. He leaned back letting both of them get some air. Smirking he leaned back and laid multiply baby kissed on her lips. Taking her lips one last time he ran his tongue into her mouth. Slowly and gently tasting every curve of her mouth. Aya sighed into the kiss letting his tongue gently massage her own. Finally he pulled back and kissed her forehead.
Shuffling slightly above her he turned and laid down next to her pulling her head to his chest. “I’ve missed you.” He breathed out as he covered their bodies with the blanket. Aya nodded her agreement and snuggled her face into his chest, clutching the front of his shirt. Her teary eyes slowly closing as the feeling of his arms wrapped around her kept her safe. “I’ll never let you go.” He whispered into her hair as she fell asleep.
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