Amend – D. Gray-Man Fanfiction

Lenalee hitched her breath when he walked out with his new haircut (production of the last harsh battle): now it emphasized his scar, messy in adorable way, and that roughness of the cut–his silky locks now stuck out everywhere in different directions–showed he wasn’t the same tidy, polite Allen.  He was still a man and sweet-talker, but there was something hidden deep, far in his eyes.

He was a very good actor, indeed.

Nothing.  Nothing changed in him after those fourteenth thingy, not even a single milli of his smile shrunk, not even his all-innocent actions gone.  Nevertheless, his eyes determined, focused, and… scared.

No.  Maybe it was not fear she saw in his eyes.  Allen…

…was sad.

Why didn’t he show them everything?  His despair, his sorrow, his anger…  That mask of his was just too much for a facade.  Lenalee was certain she never saw someone could put such persona while he was so dark–and pure at the same time.  His burden… If she were to have his fate, would she stay strong for her friends?  Would she just eat like nothing ever happened?  Would she just burst a carefree laugh when a lousy joke was thrown?

Lenalee couldn’t say which one she liked better, the old sugarcoated Allen or the new one.  The gray man (he was worth a man after everything he has been through) standing several feet in front of her was a mature version of the one she met long time ago.  Back then he was so free and teen and pats on his snowy head would be the best way to thank him (just like a cute puppy) but now it would be a wine for him above the table, fist greeting on his broad shoulder to tell him he was the man.

His jaw defined, his muscles sharpened, and his back widened.

She liked the way he talked now–without those honorifics–because it made her felt closer to him.  He was so far right now that she couldn’t reach out for him; there was always an invisible wall surrounded him and that blood-like fire dancing twirling around him.  Even though she was on his arms, protected and loved, their body pressed against each other, so near that she could lick his sweat off his firm neck, smell his scent mixed with rust (blood! she screamed silently) and tiredness; she still couldn’t find Allen.

Perhaps he did that so no one knew he was putting more distance.

Was he afraid that he would harm them?  He would destroy ones he loved the most?

It wasn’t that Lenalee full of herself that she thought she was one of his beloved (she blushed at the thinking); of course, there were people better than her to take that place.  Still, whoever she was to him, he wouldn’t hurt her in any way.

Well, he would if he kept his reborn confidence.  If she didn’t know him well, she would judge him as a Casanova.

He was too good at manipulating.  No one could deceive people the way he did–and look at how much burden he got!  People all depended on him!  And she… from the first place, as the nuisance of the group, she had been grabbing his sleeves for safety.

His smile melted people he wanted to be his comrades.  He got some serious back-ups if he wanted to say ‘help’. They would be there for him, sure, but he never called anyone for it.

Fourteenth.

“If the time comes, please kill me,” his crispy voice echoed, fresh on her ears.  “But… it won’t happen that way.  If the Fourteenth tries to attack the order–” which Lenalee damn believed he would not, “I’ll stop him.  You’ll see.”

And Allen would not be alone when the time really came.  She was there.  Everyone would be there.

Allen was gonna make it for sure.

Ah, and he was hotter with his new hair.

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Disclaimer: Don’t own D. Gray-Man.

A.N.: This is my very first D. Gray-Man fic.  I’ve been downloading all volumes this week and found this manga is very interesting and sweet.  True it is rather cliché when the heroine of the story carried the biggest burden, but well, that’s the lovely point!

I downloaded Soul Eater too, I have read it until the fourth volume, and I still couldn’t find the charm.  Wonder why it ranked high on onemanga.

To the R, to the E, to the V, to the I, to the E, to the W.  You know what I mean.  And constructive criticism, suggestions, and corrections are highly appreciated.  I deeply apologize for typos and… Soul Eater fan.  Peace, bro c:

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akhirnya post jga… sibuk euw!

Hi. Setelah lama tidak bersua (kayak ada yang baca blog-ku aja) akhirnya bisa ketik-ketik blog lagi. So far, my life sucks. School sucks. Fams sucks.

Lagi seneng sama yang namanya ngetik di fanfiction.net, eventhough i havent written anythin this past month.

ngomongin apa yah…

skul.  oke, skul.

Seperti yang diketahui, aku sekolah di SMAN 1 Teladan Yogyakarta.  Skul yang lumayan favorit di Yogya.  Semester pertama aku rank 4 se-skul (I know, shocking.) .  Aku juga kaget.  Kaget banget, sumpah!! Ini malah jadi beban, soalnya kalo nilaiku turun bonyok bakal sangat amat merasa kecewa sama aku.  Again, so far, darkness engulfed.

Mom said aku gapapa ga belajar, asal pas kelas tiga nanti total.  Okay, aku ngikutin saran itu, tapi jadi kebablasan.  AKu ga pernah belajar, ngenet trus, tidur malem cma karena ngetik cerita buat fanfiction ato malah baca cerita di fanfiction, tidur di kelas pas pelajaran science.  Nilai-nilaiku entah, turun ato nggak.  I’ve done my best–eh, nggak deng, aku nggak ngapa-ngapain sih

Aku masuk klub sigma (aku udah cerita belum?), klub jurnalistik.

Temen-temenku sekelas asik.. (i swear, asik!!!), nama kelasnya SLOB, Spatu Lobok Lola Lolo Boo… tapi berhubung guru-guru ga suka kami njelek-njelekn diri sendiri (lola-lolo itu semacam bego), kami ganti artinya dengan Lincah dan Oke.  I know, how norak is that!!!!!  Alay banget.

Ah, sudahlah.

Mau berpuisi bentar (mentang-mentang anak redaksi)

im not whole.

well, i’ve never been.

and i will never be.

night, without stars and moon and planets and supermassive black hole, is dancing around me,

mocking me with all of his might,

sticking his tongue out to me,

teasing: what have you been?

and i answer: i have been busy.

moon asked: busy?  are you?

i lied: yeah.  im working half of the day.

moon replied: im working 24/7.

i retorted: why do you care?!!

moon replied smoothly: because i am here for human.  are you a human?

Newest Naruto–chap 416!

Hi all… whoever reads my blog… i’m late again, but for only two days…

hmmm… in this chapter, i realise that Sasuke isn’t good as before, he wants to revenge for Itachi…

Mainly, Hawk defeats the eight-tailed beast. They bring him to Akatsuki, and Sasuke tells Madara his plan to revenge on Konoha. Not only for the tree elders, but also all people in Konoha. Why? He said Itachi died because of protecting Konoha (i wonder, does he remember that HE IS actually the one who killed Itachi, even though he didn’t know the reason at that time? Why Sasuke didn’t blame his self?)

Because of those three elders, Itachi killed his clan, his parents, except Sasuke because Sasuke is more important than Konoha. Sasuhe then thinks that Itachi is more important than Konoha also, and he doesn’t want Konoha lives in peace while Itachi dead. But once more, i tell you readers, Sasuke is the one who really killed Itachi.

The scene moves to Naruto. Naruto gets a novel from the frog, and he reads it. The title is “THE LEGEND OF A GUTSY NINJA” and Naruto cries for it. He remembers the time he had with Jiraiya, and JIraiya always told Naruto a peaceful world he wanted to…

Meanwhile, in Kuragakure, the eight-tailed’s brother wants to revenge on Akatsuki, especially Sasuke…

Jadi anak TELADAN… susah…

Ahh…. baru dua minggu jadi anak Teladan, udah disibukin sama yang namanya ulangan harian dan tugas yang seabrek… males banget deh…

sehari, ulangan bisa nyampe empat atau tiga kalo kami (anak-anak sekelas) nggak mohon-mohon sama gurunya biar ulangannya ditunda. kemarin malah ulangan tiga, bahasa jawa (nembang), bahasa inggris, bahasa inggris. Guru bahasa Inggris ada dua, dan jamnya berbeda, ulangannya di hari yang sama… mak nyuss… Soal nembang bahasa Jawa, aku maju nomor tiga. Pede aja, and dapet nilai 90. Kaget? Jangan dong. Rata-rata kelas 94 soalnya.

Soal tugas. Kalau tugas nggak cepet-cepet dikerjain, nanti numpuk and malah nggak ke-handle. Jadinya ya terpaksa bergadang tiap hari. Tidur jam sebelas, bangun jam tiga, cuma untuk ngerjain tugas. Udah biasa sih, gara-gara GVT (Gladi Vidya Teladan)–mosnya Teladan gitu–. GVT itu super duper berat, temen-temenku pada nggak tidur, aku sih tak sempetin tidur dua jam. Itu tahun ini. Katanya tahun-tahun lalu lebih parah GVT-nya. BUse.

Kalau aku nggak rajin, nggak ngerti pelajaran saat itu juga, bisa ketinggalan jauh. Dikit-dikit saingan sama temen. Pokoknya gitu deh. Pada pinter semua.

Pelajaran penting gurunya dua atau tiga. Bahasa Inggris ada dua, tapi ada guru khusus untuk conversation. I like that class. My ability is (maybe) increasing by speaking up a lot. Math ada tiga. Fisika ada dua. Pokoknya rata-rata tiga atau dua. Jadi kalau ulangan, ya satu pelajaran penting ada tiga kali.

Huuuh… Kalau baca mungkin mikir gini, “alah itu mah gampang!” tapi kalau ngalamin sendiri? Susah!

Masuk sie (club, eskul) aja pake tes. Alhamdulillah aku diterima di sigma, salah satu sie otonom yang ada di Teladan. Aku senang, tapi ada yang ngganjel. Ada orang yang gak kerja diterima soalnya. Gini-gini, tesnya empat kali. Tugas pertama, sesuai dengan bidangnya, aku redaksi. jadi disuruh bikin opini, cerpen, sama puisi. Yang kedua wawancara, yang ketiga bikin booklet, majalah kecil gitu, yang terakhir bookletnya dipresentasikan.

Huuuf. Hope my life would be so much better by entering Teladan… I hope so…

Naruto Chapter 415

Yaaaay! Sasuke defeats that ugly-eight-taled-beast! his amaterasu is really wonderful… that’s the main idea of this chapter. nothing interesting, though…

then the scene moves to Naruto… the frog said that he has been very good at controlling oil. and guess what happened to naruto’s face? his eyes are surely like frogs!

wanna read? click here!