D. Gray Man – Whisper
‘D. Gray Man’ by Katsura Hoshino
“Whisper” by Ryuuzaki Kusakurin
DISCLAIMER: D. Gray Man isn’t mine, though I do wish it was…
Characters: Road Kamelot
Theme Songs: Axe Army [Tobias Enhus], Joker and the Thief [Wolfmother], Daia on Hana [Yoriko], HIKARI [Yoriko], Tobira no Mukou e [YeLLOW Generation], Zero Signal [Yoko Kanno]
Story Word Count: 611
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Fic requested by Kitsune and filled by Ryuuzaki Kusakurin.
“Pretty,” Road crooned, brushing the doll’s hair. “So pretty…”
The young girl that was her newest addition did not respond,of course. Such things were beyond someone whose base intelligence had been stripped of them along with their free will. It was sad, really, but Road didn’t care. They were just toys for her amusement, and when they ‘wore out’ or she grew tired of them, they would be thrown to the akuma, also for her amusement. She thought it was hilarious to watch them run, screaming their lungs out, at the sight of such a basic level 1 akuma. Then again, they were only stupid humans – not even as good as those pathetic exorcists; that Allen Walker boy, at least, was near her level of power.
Her hairbrush snagged on a knot in the girl’s silky hair, and she tugged, frustrated.
“Stupid doll,” she muttered, tugging out a small chunk of the girl’s hair. When her doll cried out softly, she scowled and then sighed. “This one’s no good, either…” Yelling at her ‘brother’ in the other room, she called for his help. “Tykiiiiii… this doll’s no good, can you pleeeease help me get it out of here?”
“Another doll?” He sighed, whether in frustration or dark amusement, she had no idea. Turning her eyes to him with her most innocent look, she simply watched him for a moment until he gave up, shrugging. “Alright, fine. Where do you want this one?”
“I dunno,” she replied, seeming to consider it for a moment. “How about the arena that Earl-sama built for me?” Tyki didn’t respond, but simply hefted the body and began walking off with it. Road followed, talking the entire way. “This one was no good,” she pouted as they traversed the labrynthine halls with the ease of familiarity. “It cried out when I brushed its hair.”
“You probably yanked its hair out,” Tyki murmured, chuckling darkly. It was no secret that he found Road’s antics amusing, but she found herself annoyed with his rush to the doll’s side in the argument.
“So what if I did?” she demanded, sticking her tongue out at him and stealing his top hat, running off with it.
“Hey, I’ll drop this if you don’t bring my hat back,” he called after her. Waiting a moment, he held his hand out, sighing when Road bounded back, plopping his hat back into his outstretched hand.
“You’re no fun, either,” she whined, skipping off the the arena and waiting for the star of her latest entertainment to arrive.
—–d. gray man—–
“Run, stupid, run!” Jasdero and Debitto cheered when the level 1 akuma shot off the girl’s left arm.
“If you run fast enough, I might let you go,” Road offered as her doll ran by, crying. “But then again, maybe not,” she giggled as the girl more or less crashed into the akuma.
It was all over at that moment – the akuma’s blood bullets pierced her stomach, other arm, and both her legs with ease. The girl let out a shrill shriek of horror and pain, turning her face to Road to look at her through her misery and humiliation as the star-shaped marks began to spread across her skin.
“It’s your own fault,” she told her with a sing-songing, unsympathetic voice. “You didn’t run fast enough.” The girl opened her mouth to reply, but before she could, she crumbled to blackened dust.
“Hihi! It broke!”
“Yeah! It broke! You need to get another one,” Jasdero insisted, wandering off. “Tell us when you do, okay?”
“Mmhmm,” she replied noncommitally, going off to steal Lero and perhaps find another way to amuse herself.