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#dgraymanweek - Day 7: Walking Out (Free)

Day 7: Walking out Free day: Fun, humor, crack fic. Based on this

They’ve all pretty much of had from the chief. He was getting more and more annoying by the day, and they could have sworn he was setting them up with the most ridiculous things, ranging from Kanda having needed to participate in a play, to Allen looking for a frog in a swamp. Suffice to say, they’ve had it.

At the moment, four of the most active exorcists were in the dining hall, just trying to get past the day. Lenalee, despite her brother’s wishes, still went off to missions, and came back tired, with her feet killing her. That’s why she walked around in soft, fluffy slippers for now. Lavi’s head just slipped into his eggs, but he didn’t really care. Between all the missions and the records Bookman wanted him to memorize, he didn’t even know which day it was. Kanda tried very, very hard not to show it, and since many didn’t dare bother him, not many noticed. But if you look close enough for more than three seconds, you can see his eyes closed with his head lowered, occasionally even letting out a soft intake of breath. Allen thought that, eating would help him get his energy back. But as it stands, it only served to fill up for his basic needs, including his senses. So, when he ate up, he’d suddenly drop dead into whatever he was eating, snoring loudly.

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Walking Out

“If I was going to need all these things when I get to France…why did you leave them in Britain?”

“I’ll have more time to disappear this way.”

Allen Walker, age sixteen, deliberately slowed his huff into a sigh while glaring balefully at Cross Marian, who was as sensitive about his age as stereotype claimed women were. They were an unlikely pair and if anyone asked, they’d call each other uncle and nephew.  The lie was barely tolerable on both sides.  They had…a relationship which wasn’t toxic, but ‘familial’ was not a word either would use to describe it.

Cross pulled into Indira Gandhi International Airport and headed for a drop-off point.  He’d held onto Allen for longer than he’d actually needed (or even wanted) to, but air travel for unaccompanied minors under sixteen was too much a pain to work out.  And there were complications Allen wouldn’t have a clue about until he reached Britain.  He didn’t want to deal with the inevitable explosion once the kid found out about those.

Allen straightened in his seat as Cross guided the rented car to the front doors of the airport.  He began side-eyeing his guardian and waited.

“What?”

“You really are despicable, Teacher,” Allen started.

“I rescued your ass and took care of it, too,” Cross retorted, sounding aggrieved.  “You don’t get to call me things like ‘despicable’.”

“When were you going to tell me I don’t exist on paper?”

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