D.Grayman - One-shot - PG
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snippetsTitle: Left Behind
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parsnip_chan
Requester’s Name:flashslut
Characters: Bak-centric from Fou’s POV.
Rating: PG
Word Count: About 2,800
Squicks/Spoilers: Everything through Chapter 154.
Author’s Note: I tried to do a future!fic with back story elements but it ended up being Present!fic with some back story reminiscing. I expect the next manga chapter (155) will completely refute everything I just wrote here. I did reread the whole manga before I wrote this, but I could have missed some key backstory elements where Fou and Bak’s past are involved. If I did, sorry!
Also, concrit would be much love ♥ I haven’t written much in a while, let alone for D.Grayman so I fear I’m rather rusty.
Summary: Bak is MIA and Fou doesn’t like it one single bit.
Left Behind
Murmuring voices echoed in the large cavern of the Asia Branch, and it was grating on Fou’s nerves.
“Did you hear? All the scientists are dead.”
“And all the generals and exorcists that went to save them are missing now.”
“They made us evacuate. Does this mean no place is safe anymore?”
“I thought Komui just unleashed another one of his inventions.”
“Didn’t you hear the announcement?” A loud smack reverberated against the walls. “How could you sleep through all that?!”
Her brow twitched.
“Where the hell is Bak?” she wondered, scanning the throng of people still filtering through the arc. Sure, Bak was stubborn and when he put his mind to it, capable of great things, but his place was here and not off fighting someone else’s battle! He should be organizing the evacuation, making sure the branch was on high alert in case the enemy attacked here next and making plans to storm HQ at a moment’s notice. He wasn’t supposed to be on the front line.
Ever.
That was her job.
Fou glanced over at Wong and noted the trembling arms and the surreptitious swipe of his sleeve against his brow. She was sure he was holding back the tears as he took on the task of treating the injured and motivating his men into organizing the evacuees (just how many people were there at HQ anyways?). Wong was capable, but his emotions were fragile.
She predicted he’d be a wreck for the next week when this was all over. Assuming Bak ever came back that is. If he didn’t, there wouldn’t be hope for Wong for months to come.
Fou gritted her teeth and glanced at the arc’s entrance. She was going to kick Bak right in the face for making everyone worry. He didn’t even have the decency to send them a message via his radio transmitter! She looked behind her again, this time at Lou Fa. It took only a second for the new science department apprentice to feel her gaze and glance up, shaking her head no.
She had to smile. They had a good crew of recruits come in. Unfortunately, Bak was an idiot through and through. Fou stomped her foot in ire and uncrossed and crossed her arms for the umpteenth time that day since the refugees started pouring in after Komui’s gave the order.
That transmission came in loud and clear.
Fou was getting fed-up with waiting.
Glaring at the last few stragglers shuffling through the gate, Fou took a step forward, her shape shifting with the conflicting emotions within her. She was programmed to stay and guard the Branch, but she was only capable of reconnoitering within a set radius. The barrier still functioned without her, even though the program was not an active defense when she wasn’t around.
Wasn’t it worth going to bring that sorry excuse for a branch head back where he belonged?
Fou thought so.
Grinning at the thought of beating Bak to a pulp and then feeding him to Wong’s ‘tender care,’ she took another step closer to the arc and over the gate’s threshold.
It would be better for the fool to die before she got to him. The foolish boy never knew how to show proper gratitude.
Her torso followed into the gate, flickering as the innocence that fueled her program whirred rapidly with confusion at the spatial separation, trying to decide if she was mere feet away or miles apart.
~|~|~|~
He was crying. Again. Fou tried to turn off her hearing sensors but failed, miserably. The brat didn’t know what was good for him and that would be to shut-up before she walloped him good and hard across his behind.
Where all kids like this? She hoped not otherwise it was going to be a living hell once plans were set in motion to import families into the cavern.
Another wail split through the air.
What was with this kid! Didn’t he know how lucky he was to have been brought into the order at such a young age and that he was even still alive at that? It wasn’t often one survived an Akuma attack.
Fou’s ears twitched, a glitch in her program made her feel queasy while it realigned the pixels in a mad dash to catch-up with her humanized mannerisms. It wouldn’t be half so bad if it didn’t send a ripple through her entire body, making her feel like her figurative insides were being turned inside out.
If only Hui were still alive to finish her program. She was getting tired of the nausea, the price she paid for a solid, motile form.
She still needed a voice though. It wasn’t half as satisfying screaming in her head when she’d rather do it out-loud. Hui had often thrown a temper tantrum whenever an experiment failed, and he always seemed better after exploding rather than stewing in silence.
Fou hated silence, unless, of course, that infernal crying would stop.
Then she’d absolutely love it.
Her brow twitched this time as the boy inside hiccupped before sniffling, no doubt slobbering all over his sheets. Didn’t the boy know how much work it took to launder those sheets? It’s not like sunlight was an easy accommodation to come by seeing as they were all huddled in a cave.
“Mama…”
Fou’s program spazzed, sending another wave of nausea through her body as the main computer recalculated her form. ”That’s it,” she thought. ”I can’t handle this anymore!”
Kicking open the door, she glared at the sniveling brat inside. Great-grandson or not, he was an ungrateful whelp and deserved to be scolded for all the wailing he was doing. Who knew how far the Earl’s fingers stretched and one look at this kid would surely bring a new Akuma down in their midst, making more work for her than she cared to do.
“Shut-up,” she hissed in Bak’s mind, taking satisfaction at the shock that flitted across his face. At least it stopped his wailing for a few seconds. “You should be glad you’re alive and that out of a sense of obligation to one of your relatives, we’ve taken you in. It’s not often brats like you can see what it is we do to protect your ignorance.”
Bak choked on a hiccup. “Wha—what?” he got out around his coughing. “Who are you!” he sniveled, scooting away from her and rumpling the bed sheets up even more.
“I’m the guardian of this branch and you are nothing but a whiny, spoiled kid. We didn’t have to go and save you when we did, but because you’re related to Hui, we had no choice but to mobilize the troops. If it were up to me, you’d be tossed out into the big world up above and forced to fend for yourself like most kids do after an Akuma attack.”
Fou neglected to mention that it was because of her demands that the branch even considered going to get Bak in the first place. Rules were rules, even if they were planning on changing them. Well, here anyways. No need to tell HQ what was going on…
Bak’s fists closed around the sheets, capturing Fou’s attention once again. “Good,” Fou thought. “Anger is definitely good.”
“If it weren’t for great-grandfather, my father wouldn’t have tried following in his footsteps and they’d all be alive anyways!”
Fou stared at Bak. So he at least knew that much. That was good. “So what? Who’s to say your father wouldn’t have tried to research Akuma and the Earl of Millennium anyways? There are plenty of people who go digging around where it’s not safe and have died in the process. I’ve got a cave full of the ones that survived long enough for us to find them.”
“But, but…” Bak’s eyes grew misty with the promise of a fresh onslaught of tears although he held them back as best he could. Male pride was a glorious thing. “If Grandfather hadn’t left us, than Father wouldn’t have tried to find out what happened to him and they’d still be alive!”
Fou tapped her foot against the ground, or at least she hoped it was against the ground. Her tactile program needed updating and while the scientists were competent at up-keeping her program, they weren’t quite up to Hui’s level. She had better luck doing her own diagnostics than waiting for anyone else to do it. She had been years in the making and there were still several more years to go before she was completed, assuming someone had the intelligence to decipher her Master’s notes.
“Idiot. Hui was trying to create a place where families could live together rather than being separated as is the Order’s rules. Why else did he create me?”
Fou glared at Bak to silence his answer. She didn’t want to hear it.
“Not all children are as lucky as you. At least you had time with your family. There’s a six year old girl, right now, who will never be free of the order because of her special affinity for Innocence, and her family will never know what happened to her because once you’re in the order, you’re not allowed to contact them. You, on the other hand, can leave anytime you want.”
Bak’s eyes widened as Fou sat down on the edge of the bed. She ignored the painful poking of the coverlet’s edge into her rear which sent ripple after ripple of programming chaos through her body. She’d have to remember to tell Wong there was a glitch in her software near the nether regions.
“Yep. Lenalee is forced to train every day with her innocence even though we all know she’d rather go back to her brother. She’s made several escape attempts already that proves it, but we can’t afford to lose even one exorcists, even if she’s too young to see battle yet.”
Fou paused and glanced at Bak out of the corner of her eye. She didn’t know how much the kid understood, but if it helped him think he wasn’t the only kid trapped in the order and without family, she’d tell him a hundred times over. Sadly, she wished the story wasn’t true. It had come as a shock to everyone who learned of Lenalee’s existence.
She took a deep breath of air for effect before continuing. “We’ve never had an exorcist who could synch at such a young age, but there she was and so we took her, for her own good. But she’s all alone right now at Headquarters and she’ll never be allowed to be anything other than an exorcist. She might be happier if she tried to make the friends in the order, but she won’t and why should she? We took her away from everything she knew and loved. Not the Earl.”
Fou scrunched up her brow. The order truly was a foul breed when you ground it to its basest substance, but Hui had tried to change that. She was living proof of that. Would Bak be the same as his Great-grandfather?
“You, on the other hand, could rule this branch or you can leave it. There are plenty of fathers and mothers that would love to coddle you in place of the children they had to leave behind.”
Bak narrowed his eyes and stared at Fou for several long minutes.
“Can I meet Lenalee?”
Fou snorted. “Who do you think we are! We’re just a small branch in the middle of a forest. But if you work hard, you might get sent to Headquarters as a member of their science division.” Fou glanced down her nose at the boy. “That’s assuming you’re smart enough to get in there.”
Bak struggled to his feet and on top of the bed, his height looming over Fou much to her chagrin.
“I’ll do it! I’ll get there some day!”
Fou smiled.
“Good. Now stop your crying for good otherwise I’ll kick outside and never let you back in!”
Bak’s jaw dropped. “You wouldn’t dare!”
Fou laughed harshly. “Try me.”
~|~|~|~
“You can’t go through there!” Fou felt a hand clamp over her arm. She wished Bak hadn’t been that good at fixing her program. It would have been a blessing to have her program short-circuit so she could keep walking through the gate.
Shifu pulled harder on Fou’s arm. She could hear his teeth grinding with the effort. “You don’t know what will happen if you go in there! You know you can’t exist outside a five mile radius from the main frame.”
Fou seethed and tore her arm away, turning on the man who dared to restrain her. Her hand flickered into the barest hint of a knife as it adjusted to her emotions, one leg still inside the arc. She was really getting fed up with people telling her what she could and could not do.
“Shifu, if you do that again, I’m going to—“
“Sorry! Injured man coming through!”
Fou felt something bump into her back, before she was pushed back into the cavern. Wheeling, Fou watched a matronly lady hustle through the gate with a litter and a rather worn out, pale looking man in tow.
“Why we had to evacuate is beyond me,” the nurses mumbled, looking down her long nose at Fou before dismissing her as inconsequential. She was completely focused on her patient.
“Crowley isn’t well enough to move. Not after he lost all his blood. It’s only by the will of his innocence he’s even still alive and if that wasn’t enough worry, Lenalee’s being forced to sync with her innocence again and who knows what will happen when she does that. Foolish exorcists, trying to get themselves killed after all we do to patch them up.”
Fou shook her head as the woman continued a one-sided berate against all exorcists as they followed directions from a rather harried finder. That sounded all too familiar after her run in with Allen. Just what was going on with the exorcists lately? It was nothing but strangeness and even more strangeness.
Fou gritted her teeth and stomped over to Lou Fa, bitter that Shifu was standing guard in front of the arc and blocking her way. It’d be easy to force past him, but it went against her program. Yanking the transmitter out of the young woman’s hands, she yelled into the transmitter. “Idiot Bak! Stop ignoring me and answer already!”
Static greeted her demand.
Fou pressed the transmitter harder between her thumb and forefinger. “If you don’t answer me right now, I’m going to march into HQ, kick your ass, and then kick Lenalee’s ass for being more important than (–me–) doing your job!”
More static, a buzz, and a guttural voice answered her from the other side. “Sorry, Fou. Can you hold that thought for a minute? We’re in a jam here.”
Fou’s breath hitched.
“You sonofa—Get your ass into the arc and get over here!”
Another minute of silence followed while the news that Bak was alive rippled through the cavern. The air felt ten times lighter then it had moments before as everyone struggled to contain their joy.
More static, a beep, and then Bak’s voice weakly flowed into the transmitter. “I’m going to have switch frequencies soon, but we’re alive, barely. Send medics into Room 5 and a team of excavators. The generals are doing all they can to keep the place from falling apart and Cross is on his way to help Allen fight the Level 4.”
Fou dug the nails of her free hand deep into her palm. She could hear how he gasped for breath on the other end. It wasn’t like Bak at all.
“Right. We’ll get you out of there as soon as we can. Just hang in there, you idiot.”
His laughter was followed by a cough. “Right. I’ll see you when I see you. Don’t terrorize anyone while I’m gone.”
“As if,” Fou sniffed into the now dead transmitter. He had changed the frequency, no doubt, to talk directly to Komui.
But he was alive. For now.
Turning on her heel, Fou began barking orders left and right. She had some scientists to save and a stupid, annoying brat to haul back and give him hell for making her worry. Assuming he was still alive when she got to him.
He had better be, otherwise she’d be alone again.
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Author’s Name:
parsnip_chanRequester’s Name:
flashslutCharacters: Bak-centric from Fou’s POV.
Rating: PG
Word Count: About 2,800
Squicks/Spoilers: Everything through Chapter 154.
Author’s Note: I tried to do a future!fic with back story elements but it ended up being Present!fic with some back story reminiscing. I expect the next manga chapter (155) will completely refute everything I just wrote here. I did reread the whole manga before I wrote this, but I could have missed some key backstory elements where Fou and Bak’s past are involved. If I did, sorry!
Also, concrit would be much love ♥ I haven’t written much in a while, let alone for D.Grayman so I fear I’m rather rusty.
Summary: Bak is MIA and Fou doesn’t like it one single bit.
Murmuring voices echoed in the large cavern of the Asia Branch, and it was grating on Fou’s nerves.
“Did you hear? All the scientists are dead.”
“And all the generals and exorcists that went to save them are missing now.”
“They made us evacuate. Does this mean no place is safe anymore?”
“I thought Komui just unleashed another one of his inventions.”
“Didn’t you hear the announcement?” A loud smack reverberated against the walls. “How could you sleep through all that?!”
Her brow twitched.
“Where the hell is Bak?” she wondered, scanning the throng of people still filtering through the arc. Sure, Bak was stubborn and when he put his mind to it, capable of great things, but his place was here and not off fighting someone else’s battle! He should be organizing the evacuation, making sure the branch was on high alert in case the enemy attacked here next and making plans to storm HQ at a moment’s notice. He wasn’t supposed to be on the front line.
Ever.
That was her job.
Fou glanced over at Wong and noted the trembling arms and the surreptitious swipe of his sleeve against his brow. She was sure he was holding back the tears as he took on the task of treating the injured and motivating his men into organizing the evacuees (just how many people were there at HQ anyways?). Wong was capable, but his emotions were fragile.
She predicted he’d be a wreck for the next week when this was all over. Assuming Bak ever came back that is. If he didn’t, there wouldn’t be hope for Wong for months to come.
Fou gritted her teeth and glanced at the arc’s entrance. She was going to kick Bak right in the face for making everyone worry. He didn’t even have the decency to send them a message via his radio transmitter! She looked behind her again, this time at Lou Fa. It took only a second for the new science department apprentice to feel her gaze and glance up, shaking her head no.
She had to smile. They had a good crew of recruits come in. Unfortunately, Bak was an idiot through and through. Fou stomped her foot in ire and uncrossed and crossed her arms for the umpteenth time that day since the refugees started pouring in after Komui’s gave the order.
That transmission came in loud and clear.
Fou was getting fed-up with waiting.
Glaring at the last few stragglers shuffling through the gate, Fou took a step forward, her shape shifting with the conflicting emotions within her. She was programmed to stay and guard the Branch, but she was only capable of reconnoitering within a set radius. The barrier still functioned without her, even though the program was not an active defense when she wasn’t around.
Wasn’t it worth going to bring that sorry excuse for a branch head back where he belonged?
Fou thought so.
Grinning at the thought of beating Bak to a pulp and then feeding him to Wong’s ‘tender care,’ she took another step closer to the arc and over the gate’s threshold.
It would be better for the fool to die before she got to him. The foolish boy never knew how to show proper gratitude.
Her torso followed into the gate, flickering as the innocence that fueled her program whirred rapidly with confusion at the spatial separation, trying to decide if she was mere feet away or miles apart.
He was crying. Again. Fou tried to turn off her hearing sensors but failed, miserably. The brat didn’t know what was good for him and that would be to shut-up before she walloped him good and hard across his behind.
Where all kids like this? She hoped not otherwise it was going to be a living hell once plans were set in motion to import families into the cavern.
Another wail split through the air.
What was with this kid! Didn’t he know how lucky he was to have been brought into the order at such a young age and that he was even still alive at that? It wasn’t often one survived an Akuma attack.
Fou’s ears twitched, a glitch in her program made her feel queasy while it realigned the pixels in a mad dash to catch-up with her humanized mannerisms. It wouldn’t be half so bad if it didn’t send a ripple through her entire body, making her feel like her figurative insides were being turned inside out.
If only Hui were still alive to finish her program. She was getting tired of the nausea, the price she paid for a solid, motile form.
She still needed a voice though. It wasn’t half as satisfying screaming in her head when she’d rather do it out-loud. Hui had often thrown a temper tantrum whenever an experiment failed, and he always seemed better after exploding rather than stewing in silence.
Fou hated silence, unless, of course, that infernal crying would stop.
Then she’d absolutely love it.
Her brow twitched this time as the boy inside hiccupped before sniffling, no doubt slobbering all over his sheets. Didn’t the boy know how much work it took to launder those sheets? It’s not like sunlight was an easy accommodation to come by seeing as they were all huddled in a cave.
“Mama…”
Fou’s program spazzed, sending another wave of nausea through her body as the main computer recalculated her form. ”That’s it,” she thought. ”I can’t handle this anymore!”
Kicking open the door, she glared at the sniveling brat inside. Great-grandson or not, he was an ungrateful whelp and deserved to be scolded for all the wailing he was doing. Who knew how far the Earl’s fingers stretched and one look at this kid would surely bring a new Akuma down in their midst, making more work for her than she cared to do.
“Shut-up,” she hissed in Bak’s mind, taking satisfaction at the shock that flitted across his face. At least it stopped his wailing for a few seconds. “You should be glad you’re alive and that out of a sense of obligation to one of your relatives, we’ve taken you in. It’s not often brats like you can see what it is we do to protect your ignorance.”
Bak choked on a hiccup. “Wha—what?” he got out around his coughing. “Who are you!” he sniveled, scooting away from her and rumpling the bed sheets up even more.
“I’m the guardian of this branch and you are nothing but a whiny, spoiled kid. We didn’t have to go and save you when we did, but because you’re related to Hui, we had no choice but to mobilize the troops. If it were up to me, you’d be tossed out into the big world up above and forced to fend for yourself like most kids do after an Akuma attack.”
Fou neglected to mention that it was because of her demands that the branch even considered going to get Bak in the first place. Rules were rules, even if they were planning on changing them. Well, here anyways. No need to tell HQ what was going on…
Bak’s fists closed around the sheets, capturing Fou’s attention once again. “Good,” Fou thought. “Anger is definitely good.”
“If it weren’t for great-grandfather, my father wouldn’t have tried following in his footsteps and they’d all be alive anyways!”
Fou stared at Bak. So he at least knew that much. That was good. “So what? Who’s to say your father wouldn’t have tried to research Akuma and the Earl of Millennium anyways? There are plenty of people who go digging around where it’s not safe and have died in the process. I’ve got a cave full of the ones that survived long enough for us to find them.”
“But, but…” Bak’s eyes grew misty with the promise of a fresh onslaught of tears although he held them back as best he could. Male pride was a glorious thing. “If Grandfather hadn’t left us, than Father wouldn’t have tried to find out what happened to him and they’d still be alive!”
Fou tapped her foot against the ground, or at least she hoped it was against the ground. Her tactile program needed updating and while the scientists were competent at up-keeping her program, they weren’t quite up to Hui’s level. She had better luck doing her own diagnostics than waiting for anyone else to do it. She had been years in the making and there were still several more years to go before she was completed, assuming someone had the intelligence to decipher her Master’s notes.
“Idiot. Hui was trying to create a place where families could live together rather than being separated as is the Order’s rules. Why else did he create me?”
Fou glared at Bak to silence his answer. She didn’t want to hear it.
“Not all children are as lucky as you. At least you had time with your family. There’s a six year old girl, right now, who will never be free of the order because of her special affinity for Innocence, and her family will never know what happened to her because once you’re in the order, you’re not allowed to contact them. You, on the other hand, can leave anytime you want.”
Bak’s eyes widened as Fou sat down on the edge of the bed. She ignored the painful poking of the coverlet’s edge into her rear which sent ripple after ripple of programming chaos through her body. She’d have to remember to tell Wong there was a glitch in her software near the nether regions.
“Yep. Lenalee is forced to train every day with her innocence even though we all know she’d rather go back to her brother. She’s made several escape attempts already that proves it, but we can’t afford to lose even one exorcists, even if she’s too young to see battle yet.”
Fou paused and glanced at Bak out of the corner of her eye. She didn’t know how much the kid understood, but if it helped him think he wasn’t the only kid trapped in the order and without family, she’d tell him a hundred times over. Sadly, she wished the story wasn’t true. It had come as a shock to everyone who learned of Lenalee’s existence.
She took a deep breath of air for effect before continuing. “We’ve never had an exorcist who could synch at such a young age, but there she was and so we took her, for her own good. But she’s all alone right now at Headquarters and she’ll never be allowed to be anything other than an exorcist. She might be happier if she tried to make the friends in the order, but she won’t and why should she? We took her away from everything she knew and loved. Not the Earl.”
Fou scrunched up her brow. The order truly was a foul breed when you ground it to its basest substance, but Hui had tried to change that. She was living proof of that. Would Bak be the same as his Great-grandfather?
“You, on the other hand, could rule this branch or you can leave it. There are plenty of fathers and mothers that would love to coddle you in place of the children they had to leave behind.”
Bak narrowed his eyes and stared at Fou for several long minutes.
“Can I meet Lenalee?”
Fou snorted. “Who do you think we are! We’re just a small branch in the middle of a forest. But if you work hard, you might get sent to Headquarters as a member of their science division.” Fou glanced down her nose at the boy. “That’s assuming you’re smart enough to get in there.”
Bak struggled to his feet and on top of the bed, his height looming over Fou much to her chagrin.
“I’ll do it! I’ll get there some day!”
Fou smiled.
“Good. Now stop your crying for good otherwise I’ll kick outside and never let you back in!”
Bak’s jaw dropped. “You wouldn’t dare!”
Fou laughed harshly. “Try me.”
“You can’t go through there!” Fou felt a hand clamp over her arm. She wished Bak hadn’t been that good at fixing her program. It would have been a blessing to have her program short-circuit so she could keep walking through the gate.
Shifu pulled harder on Fou’s arm. She could hear his teeth grinding with the effort. “You don’t know what will happen if you go in there! You know you can’t exist outside a five mile radius from the main frame.”
Fou seethed and tore her arm away, turning on the man who dared to restrain her. Her hand flickered into the barest hint of a knife as it adjusted to her emotions, one leg still inside the arc. She was really getting fed up with people telling her what she could and could not do.
“Shifu, if you do that again, I’m going to—“
“Sorry! Injured man coming through!”
Fou felt something bump into her back, before she was pushed back into the cavern. Wheeling, Fou watched a matronly lady hustle through the gate with a litter and a rather worn out, pale looking man in tow.
“Why we had to evacuate is beyond me,” the nurses mumbled, looking down her long nose at Fou before dismissing her as inconsequential. She was completely focused on her patient.
“Crowley isn’t well enough to move. Not after he lost all his blood. It’s only by the will of his innocence he’s even still alive and if that wasn’t enough worry, Lenalee’s being forced to sync with her innocence again and who knows what will happen when she does that. Foolish exorcists, trying to get themselves killed after all we do to patch them up.”
Fou shook her head as the woman continued a one-sided berate against all exorcists as they followed directions from a rather harried finder. That sounded all too familiar after her run in with Allen. Just what was going on with the exorcists lately? It was nothing but strangeness and even more strangeness.
Fou gritted her teeth and stomped over to Lou Fa, bitter that Shifu was standing guard in front of the arc and blocking her way. It’d be easy to force past him, but it went against her program. Yanking the transmitter out of the young woman’s hands, she yelled into the transmitter. “Idiot Bak! Stop ignoring me and answer already!”
Static greeted her demand.
Fou pressed the transmitter harder between her thumb and forefinger. “If you don’t answer me right now, I’m going to march into HQ, kick your ass, and then kick Lenalee’s ass for being more important than (–me–) doing your job!”
More static, a buzz, and a guttural voice answered her from the other side. “Sorry, Fou. Can you hold that thought for a minute? We’re in a jam here.”
Fou’s breath hitched.
“You sonofa—Get your ass into the arc and get over here!”
Another minute of silence followed while the news that Bak was alive rippled through the cavern. The air felt ten times lighter then it had moments before as everyone struggled to contain their joy.
More static, a beep, and then Bak’s voice weakly flowed into the transmitter. “I’m going to have switch frequencies soon, but we’re alive, barely. Send medics into Room 5 and a team of excavators. The generals are doing all they can to keep the place from falling apart and Cross is on his way to help Allen fight the Level 4.”
Fou dug the nails of her free hand deep into her palm. She could hear how he gasped for breath on the other end. It wasn’t like Bak at all.
“Right. We’ll get you out of there as soon as we can. Just hang in there, you idiot.”
His laughter was followed by a cough. “Right. I’ll see you when I see you. Don’t terrorize anyone while I’m gone.”
“As if,” Fou sniffed into the now dead transmitter. He had changed the frequency, no doubt, to talk directly to Komui.
But he was alive. For now.
Turning on her heel, Fou began barking orders left and right. She had some scientists to save and a stupid, annoying brat to haul back and give him hell for making her worry. Assuming he was still alive when she got to him.
He had better be, otherwise she’d be alone again.
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:06 am (UTC)Oh man, but I love Bak/Fou. I really do. Her concern for him shines through so clearly in this in the way she barely even hesitates before possibly killing herself to get him back. It makes me wibble like you wouldn't believe.
Thank you so much. ♥
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:24 am (UTC)I originally wanted to do Bak/Fou with Fou=Lenalee but I thought that might be straying to far from the requested prompt. And then I read the latest chapters and I couldn't restrain myself! I'm such a whore for potential character death and it's just FILLING the current chapters.
@_@ I don't know where to turn...Which is why I had to write from Fou's POV.
I'm glad it came off okay.
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:27 am (UTC)I'm seriously holding my breath to see who dies in the next few chapters. I can't bear the thought of losing any of them. I'll cry.
THIS IS WHY D.GRAY-MAN IS MY PRIMARY FANDOM. T_____________________T
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:51 am (UTC)I'll probably add the fic idea to my list of things that should be written XD
And was it just me or did Reever die! I missed that the first time reading it, but I could have sworn on the second time around he was poisoned and ugh! HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO DIE!
(I can't wait to see myself who goes)
D.GRAYMAN IS SUCKING ME IN AND I LIKE IT! The anime had ruined it for me for a long time but then I caught up on the manga and *KEYSMASH* I'm so screwed...
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:53 am (UTC)I've recently decided to make D.Gray-man my main fandom, replacing Bleach and Inuyasha before it. I just reread the manga and squee'd my butt off all over again. It's even better on reread. ♥
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:59 am (UTC)I haven't been an active member of a fandom in a long time. Kyou Kara Maou comes close but mostly because one of the people I absolutely adore is mired deep in the fandom. She feeds me plunnies.
I should eventually catch up in Bleach again. It's been months...I think Bleach's problem is the cast got to big so all those characters that were awesome? Yeah, not so much anymore because there's no time to develop them/keep them multi-dimensional.
They're still full of win, but the win got lost in later chapters :-/
D.Grayman is TONS better on reread! I got behind because the battle with Tykki Mikk was taking forever and a day, but then it just flew by on the reread! And then the last 20 chapters hit and...I just reread them tonight and I had missed so much! It might need a third reading >_> Before to much longer <_<
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Date: 2008-04-01 05:04 am (UTC)KKM is awesome. Is it Zipi who feeds you plunnies?
The Bleach cast is gigantic. I do like it for some reasons, though... for example, briefly developed characters leave lots more room for ficcly manipulation than deep and multidimensional ones do. :D
The last few chapters have made me BAWL, what with the Komui and Linali interaction and Komui crying and agijasfkkkkklfa. He's my favourite character, and his relationship with Linali is my favourite out of all her relationships. Everything he does makes me flail and love him more. ♥
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Date: 2008-04-01 02:24 pm (UTC)-------
I have secretly bribed
Guh. And that transparent door scene! With their hands touching! And Komui begging! I about lost my breath and still do every time I see that page.
And, um, Zipi has been sadly (mostly) MIA for the last year (stupid school and boyfriend) but
*grumbles*
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Date: 2008-04-01 11:55 pm (UTC)I've loved Komui right from the start. I actually RP'd him for a while at
The one scene where she swallows the Innocence and he meets her eyes just before and cries kills me almost as badly as the door scene. I just can't handle his awesomeness in recent chapters. XD
I know Zipi's been absent from LJ, but I thought maybe she was still a bit more active in chat or something. Guess not. ^____^;;
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Date: 2008-04-02 01:58 am (UTC)*shakes head*
I'm so slow on the uptake. Heh. AND YOU HAVE TO WAIT! Lena's still in the process of writing it. I just plunnied her this last weekend (friday to be exact). Hopefully it won't take to long.
*bounces with barely restrained anticipation*
And I usually poke zipis until she answers me. Unfortunately, that's not nearly often enough :( I really hope her computer gets fixed soon. In theory, she'll have more time for us then. She's also thinking of sticking around for summer school instead of going home to work so we should have her more often then we usually do! Assuming putey ever makes a comeback.
*hopes for the best*
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Date: 2008-04-01 04:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-04-01 04:36 am (UTC)*runs away but not before she molests the Jotei icon*