Lea: Yo! This is my first 07 ghost. Before I get started, I got a couple of notes for you all to clear up some confusion.

*First, I suggest that you do not read this until you get passed chapter 52. There are spoilers, and that's about where it starts. (Aka about when Teito get's Profe's (aka Labrador's) cursed ticket)

*Second, this is the same setting as the manga, but there are a few differences. I will explain so please don't get confused.

*Third, this will NOT follow the storyline. Teito dose exist, but I do not know how significant of a character he will be as of now.

*Forth, Please understand that I am a very, very, very, very, very busy person, but I will try to post a chapter at least once a month.

*Five, reviews will increase your chances of having me post more, so please review.

Ok, now with that taken care of, Teito, please give us the disclaimer.

Teito: *sighs* Ok… Lea Andrews dose not own 07 ghost or any of the characters. This is just a fanfic made for fun.

Lea: Yay! Now on with the show!

"It's pretty… just like snow…" a voice echoed in a bittersweet memory. Ayanami flung himself awake, breathing heavily. His large feline pets roused awake at Ayanami's sudden awakening, but turned their heads and went back to sleep. Ayanami started to catch his breath as he ran his hand through his snow white hair. His sharp violet eyes peered out the window. It was still late at night.

"That dream again…" He muttered and clenched his teeth. He cursed at the thoughts of his past life. "I will find you, and I will make them pay…" He swore and laid back down. He could not fall asleep again. The memories of old had rendered him restless. He slowly got up and moved towards the window. He stared up at the sky, the heavens he had once dwelled. He did not care for the lonely walks in the meadows of death. It was only 'her' that he cared about. 'She' was the only one that truly cared for him. 'She', was the one that melted his frozen heart. Now he was determined to find her.

Eve walked along the old warn dirt roads of the country. It was still bright and early in the morning, when most were still eating breakfast. Eve was a bright young lady who was 18 years old. Her hair hung to her hips, glimmering a beautiful shade of blue in the sunlight. Her green eyes were shaded by her long bangs that were pushed aside by a ribbon. She wore a brown corset and a long green dress that reached to her mid calves. She was tall, and pretty, but there was something odd in the way her eyes glowed.

"Oh, hello Eve!" A neighbor farmer called to her. There were several slaves in the field working hard in the heat. Eve felt sorry for them, but she felt as if there was nothing she could do.

"Hello." She replied.

"Going to town?" He asked.

"Yeah." She replied sheepishly.

"Why dose she always send you?" He asked. Eve bit her bottom lip. Her parents never did like her. Everything she did was wrong. She always did all of the chores, and ran the household. Her parents forbid her to leave, even though her parents were never home. She never knew much about them or what they did, but she didn't care much for it either. She always ignored their orders and snuck out when her governess and other caretakers were not paying attention.

"I don't know…" She lied, looking away. "But I- I'm fine."

"Really? That looks like a heavy load you're carrying." The farmer replied, leaning on one of the posts.

"Yeah… actually, if you see my governess or the others, please don't tell them you saw me. I'm going away. Far away. I may never come back. Do you… understand? I'll be in big trouble if they find me."

"Don't worry. I already figured you'd be running away months ago. You got one wild spirit and you got a whole world to see. And if that wasn't clear enough, you've been doing odd jobs for the past five years. They even had a bet at the bar about how long you'd stay. By the looks of it, old farmer Pike owes me a new cow."

"You've been what?!" Eve snapped.

"Oh now, now, Eve. Let us old folks have a bit of sport. We're bored, and gossip is all our wives speak of. Go on, and hurry before they catch you. Good luck Eve." The farmer said.

"Ok… Thank you." Eve called, and turned towards the road. He did have a point though. She did not want to get caught. Her caretakers always beat her for the smallest reasons and always called her a witch. It was because she could use a strange power to use words and feelings to make 'things' happen *cough zaiphon cough*. Her parents were the first to find out about it, and that's about the time she started to live out in the middle of nowhere. To Eve, however, she had used zaiphon ever sense she could remember, but she didn't know how to control it. The torment from her caretakers about being a 'witch' had gotten to the point where she could hardly stand it anymore.

Eve had made it to town at about noon. It was a small town with quaint shops that she had known all of her life. People on the streets gave her happy nods. She made a quick stop at the bakery for pastries before heading for the train station. She did not want to be late, nor did she want her parent's servants to catch her.

She arrived at the train station only to see it extremely crowded as usual. She held the brown paper bag filled with pastries close to her and looked around for the ticket booth. She slowly squeezed through the crowd, and was pressed against the booth.

"Excuse me, John." Eve said to the man in the ticket booth. "I've ordered tickets and…" She started.

"Oh! Eve! Oh yes. The first class tickets. You had been saving up for these for almost three months. Are you sure you want to spend that much?" He asked.

"I don't like big crowds." Eve admitted. "And they're not that much more expensive. That and I paid for them half a year ago."

"I see… We will miss you, Eve." He replied. "And it looks like Joanne owes me a kiss too."

"Oh John! Don't tell me you've been gambling about this too!" Eve snapped.

"I'm sorry Eve, but it's the talk of the town!" John replied.

"Ok, ok! Fine! I'm leaving anyway. And if my governess comes by, I was not here." Eve replied.

"Of course." John, the man behind the booth, said. He gave Eve the tickets. She walked over to the first class door of the train. The man by the door checked her ticket and let her on bored. She was then escorted to her private booth.

"Aww man! Why do we have to ride in this old thing?" Complained a young youth. The youth had long braided pink hair and a domino (aka eye-covering headband) over his/her left eye. Eve, like most, couldn't tell if the youth was a boy or a girl.

"Oh hush, Kuroyuri. It's your fault that we have no ride back to central. You blew up our hovercraft." The second replied. This one looked slightly older, but not by much. He had honey blond hair with golden eyes. The pair both wore a navy blue uniform with gold engravings that were foreign and strange to Eve.

"Well I wouldn't have done it if I knew we'd end up here." The pink haired one snapped. "Stupid Teito. I'm going to kill him for putting Haruse in a coma." The pink haired one, called Kuroyuri, started to tear up. "If only Haruse was here…"

"He'll be fine. Don't worry." The blond one replied.

"I want Haruse, Konatsu, I want him! I want him! I want him!" Kuroyuri replied crying. The blond sighed and looked away as Kuroyuri had his/her tantrum.

"Are you alright?" Eve asked Kuroyuri.

"No I'm not!" Kuroyuri yelled.

"Kuroyuri!" The blond, Konatsu, snapped. Eve pulled out two pastries from the brown bag and handed one to Konatsu and the other to Kuroyuri. Kuroyuri looked at the pastry confused.

"You eat it, Kuroyuri." Konatsu said, taking a small bite. "Hey, this is really good." Kuroyuri took a small bite as well, then took another, and another. Eve gave him a kind smile.

"Come along, ma'am." The escort said, showing Eve to a seat.

"Uh… yes sir." She replied, walking over to the booth. She sat down and the escort pulled the curtain. Eve took off her things and put them on the seat, then placed the brown bag on the floor in front of her. She looked out the window to see her governess searching frantically around the train station. Eve felt her gut harden when suddenly she heard a loud whistle. Her parent's servants tried to reach the train, but the train had already started to roll away. "Free… I'm free now…" She smiled and gave a small sigh of relief as the train chugged away.

Ayanami walked into his office after the morning meeting. Most of the 'old men' there had ridiculed him for his absence. Ayanami couldn't help it though. Only two days ago had he finished rejuvenating himself after that major blow Fest (aka Caster) had impacted on him. Still, that mission was successful considering that Ayanami now had the fragment hidden deep within Fest, though his original aim was for Profe's (aka Labrador) fragment. Hyuuga, a very tall black haired man with rectangular sunglasses, was sitting around doing nothing. The office was practically empty.

"Hyuuga, is the paperwork finished." Ayanami asked.

"Konatsu still isn't back yet." Hyuuga replied, leaning back in his chair nonchalantly with a lollipop in his mouth. "Kuroyuri and Konatsu are returning from that mission. But really, Aya-tan, you could have sent them a ride back."

"Then you can pick them up tomorrow." Ayanami replied. "In the mean time, you can fill out both yours and Konatsu's paperwork."

"Aww~ but Aya-tan…" Hyuuga started, but was cut short by one of Ayanami's death glares. Hyuuga did not reply, but shifted the paperwork from under his hand. He gave a small sigh. 'They better get back here soon…' Hyuuga grumbled.

It was nearly midnight now and Eve had fallen asleep. She yawned as the train slowly came to a stop. One of the workers shook her awake and she looked around.

"Ma'am, we have reached our destination." He said. She suddenly heard a loud yell. She instantly sat up awake.

"Kuroyuri, what have I told you about using your zaiphon on people." Konatsu said. He had barely managed to stop Kuroyuri from creating a huge explosion.

"But he woke me up. Can I kill him please?" Kuroyuri asked, giving Konatsu puppy dog eyes.

"No. You can't kill him. He's doing his job." Konatsu snapped. Kuroyuri folded his/her arms and gave a pouty face. Eve picked up her things and headed for the exit of the train. Suddenly, she felt a small tap on her shoulder.

"Yes?" She asked, turning around.

"Thank you for the sweets, miss." Konatsu said. "Where are you headed?"

"I'm going to the capital." Eve replied.

"Really? Why are you dressed so weird?" Kuroyuri asked. Eve shot Kuroyuri an irritated glance. To her surprise, the two of them looked taken aback.

"Well, uh… let me explain." Konatsu started. Eve's expression softened. 'Man, her glare reminds me so much of Ayanami that it almost hurts.' Konatsu thought.

"Well?" Eve asked.

"Well, the country still lives as if it's the 1600s. All of your clothes are hand made and stuff. Well, it isn't modern, and people will find that strange. You will stand out." Konatsu replied.

"Oh…" She muttered, looking at herself, then at them. She did think they were dressed strangely, but then again, she had never left the country. "So, dose everyone dress like you?"

"Only those in the military." Konatsu replied. "Or the academy."

"Aren't you a bit young to be in the military?" Eve replied a little irritated.

"Yeah, well, we're kind of special exceptions." Konatsu tried to explain vividly.

"Sure…" Eve replied sarcastically. "But I will take your advise. Thank you." She replied, exiting the train with her things.

"Is it me or did she seem a little like…" Konatsu started.

"Waah! She looked like angry Ayanami-sama!" Kuroyuri cut in. Konatsu gave a small sigh and rubbed his head.

Eve checked the clock in the middle of the large train station. She was amazed by all of the lights. To her surprise, all of the shops in the train station were still open and there was hardly anyone around. She noticed a small group of people smoking and looking over at her laughing. She shot them an angry glare and looked down at her dusty green dress. 'Are my clothes really that weird?' She asked herself. 'Well, I already have a reservation at the hotel and for the next train tomorrow… I don't want to stand out…' She examined the occasional passing girls and looked at how they dressed. Once as she got a slight idea of how the outside world was, she walked into one of the clothes shops.

About an hour later, Eve walked out of the shop with a bag of clothes. She yawned and noticed how late it was. She went to the hotel, got the key to her room, and asked for a wakeup call. She went to her room, closed the door, flopped on the bed, and went strait to sleep.

The next morning, Eve woke up to an odd beeping sound. She looked around and noticed the phone ringing. She picked it up and heard the receptionist. "This is your wake up call. Thank you for…." Eve slammed the phone down with irritation. She was not a morning person.

She used the bathroom and took a shower, as was her daily routine. She thought she may have been dressed and raised like a bumpkin, but she reasoned she was actually fairly technology literate.

Though Eve herself did not know it, she had received an excellent education from some of the worlds top scholars and professors. Even her governess was one of the princess's caretakers. Eve herself didn't quite understand how brilliant she actually was either. There was; however, two subject that Eve was oblivious about: normal modern society, and anything church related (cause she was a 'witch').

Eve dressed in one of her new outfits: a blue skirt that reached down her knees, tall black boots, and a tight sleeveless matching blue shirt. She had even bought a new backpack to replace her warn down one. She packed her things back up, put her hair in a half ponytail, and headed out. She felt odd in her new clothing, but she knew she would just have to get used to it.

She checked out of the hotel room and headed down to the ticket booth. She got another set of pre-paid first class tickets and waited for the train. She noticed people still staring and she felt very uneasy.

"Check out that girl. Isn't she cute? I wonder if she's a model" "I wonder if she's alone. It isn't proper for a girl to travel by herself." "She looks like some run away rich kid. I bet she's a total ditz." Eve heard from all around her. She took out and ate a pastry when she noticed two people standing in front of her.

"Hey, pastry girl." Kuroyuri said, looking at Eve with puppy dog eyes.

"Alright. Alright. I get it." She said, handing Kuroyuri her last pastry.

"Yay!" Kuroyuri smiled and sat down next to her, eating it.

"Wow, you look different today." Konatsu smiled.

"I feel weird. I don't think I like skirts this short." Eve replied bluntly.

"I see…" Konatsu replied. There was a brief silence.

"I don't have anymore, pastrys. Sorry." Eve suddenly replied bluntly and out of the blue. She was still half awake and grouchy.

"Don't worry. I'm not hungry. They feed us on the train." Konatsu replied.

"I see…" Eve replied, taking another bite.

"You know, you really remind me of someone I know." Konatsu smiled. "He's my superior commander. I'm sure the two of you would get along." 'And maybe if you two started dating, Hyuuga wouldn't pester me so much about trying to loosen Ayanami-sama up, and will actually do some work.'

"He isn't some up-tight perverted old man is he?" Eve asked.

"Well… um… he's older then me, and a bit up tight, but…" Konatsu stuttered in thought.

"Yeah… no thanks." Eve replied.

"Ayanamai-sama is a great guy!" Kuroyuri burst out. Eve looked at Kuroyuri for a moment, then sighed.

"Ok, ok. I'll think about it." She started, though she really didn't intend on meeting anyone. She suddenly heard a whistle. "I think we better get on board. It would be bad if we miss the 10 o clock train."

"Oh. We have the 11 o clock train. You better hurry." Konatsu started.

"Ok. Good day then. I hope we meet again some day." Eve replied, though she never intended to ever meet up with them ever again. It was just 'proper etiquette' to say so. She then hurried off to catch the train.