The only thing different about meeting someone from your childhood is when...

... you met before coming to the clan and the fact that both of you come from there.

Kylie: Another story unrelated to the other fanfics. I hope you like this one.

Chapter 1

"Brother, there's a girl wanting to work for the order as a finder. She knows sorcery and could be a lot of help. Should we bring her with us back?" asked Lenalee.

"A sorceress? I guess she can be of help. You can bring her with you. Isn't she an exorcist though?"

"No. We checked and confirmed that magic is the cause for her abilities not innocence."

"I'll be waiting for your return then."

A red headed teen heard the news that a sorceress will be joining the order. He immediately came down once he heard that Lenalee and Kanda had arrived.

"Yuu-chan, how's the mission?"

"Don't call me that, baka usagi!" said Kanda as he unsheathed Mugen.

Lenalee managed to stop him in time before the blade reached the bookman apprentice.

Kanda walked away and left them there. Lenalee scolded Lavi and told him to stop getting on Kanda's nerves.

"Excuse me, Lenalee?" said a girl with dark brown hair that curled and frame her face that held dark emerald eyes unlike the bright green of the bookman apprentice who stared at her for what seemed like a long time.

"Lavi, it's rude to stare at her like that," said Lenalee.

"So that's your name now," said the girl as a smile formed on her face. "I'm Liseli Lestari, nice to meet you, Lavi."

"… Jo-"

"My name is Liseli. I'm sure, I've said that clearly."

"No. You said your name is Johari. I heard that clearly. You're Johari not Liseli," said Lavi while grinning like a child accomplishing something over someone.

"What? Would you like me to call you Clyde? Or was it …"

"Lavi. It's Lavi."

"I'm not calling you that unless you call me Liseli."

"But you're Johari, not Liseli."

"Deak…"

"Fine, I'll call you Liseli but not often."

"Lavi…" said Liseli while pouting.

"See you later," said Lavi as he ran off before Liseli could further complain.

"Liseli…?" said a confused Lenalee.

"Yeah, we knew each other," answered Liseli before Lenalee could finish her question.

There was a red headed boy who lost his family in a massacre that happened in their home town. He kept walking away from the tragedy that happened until he reached the next town. He hadn't eaten for days and collapsed in the middle of the road. He looked dead or dying so the people that passed by did not even bother to help. He tried getting back up again but his attempts were pointless. He is bleeding to death. He may not even live but he didn't care. He wanted to live and tried getting back up once more.

A little girl about his age got up and helped him.

"My name is Johari. What's yours?"

"Why should you care? I'm already dying."

"Cause you're alive, Lavi. You tried getting up and even reached this town. You have a will to live and deserve to live your name with it."

"How'd you…"

"This is yours, isn't it?" said the little girl as she handed him a book. The name of the owner was still visible despite the patches of blood, the name Lavi.

"How'd you get this?"

"You probably dropped it while before getting here. I picked it up and looked for the owner which I assume to be you since you're the only one covered in blood," said the little girl as she carried him on her back suddenly and ran.

"W-what are you doing?"

"I need to get you treatment, don't I?" said the little girl as if it was the most natural thing to do.

They reached a small house after a few minutes of running.

"Wilde! Open the door and help me!"

The door was suddenly opened by a man in his twenties. He let them inside after understanding the situation once he saw them. He took the little boy from the girl and placed him on the futon while the little girl hurriedly took out some things.

"What's your name, boy?"

"It's Lavi."

"I'm Wilde. Wait here while Johari gets the bandages and medicine. I'll get a change of clothes," said the man as he got up and left the room to enter another.

Johari reached the room and started cleaning his wounds. After that, Wilde started treating them.

The little boy tried to keep his eyes open but exhaustion made him close them while he was being treated.

"This would be the last time for you to do this, Johari. We can't always interfere. And besides that, we're returning to the clan in a few days. We can't take care of him."

"I think he came from the town where the massacre happened. He would know what happened. He can help us to record."

"You know that isn't really our job. We keep records."

"We still help."

"We'll just see."

The little boy hadn't woken up until the second day. The girl convinced her mentor to let them stay for a few more days so when the boy finally opened his eyes, he saw the girl by his side waiting for him.

"Do you feel better, Lavi?"

"A bit."

"You came from that town where a massacre happened didn't you?" said Wilde.

"He's still recovering. Don't ask him about that."

"It's fine. I did come from there. You seek the information from there, aren't you?"

"Yes."

"If I tell you, can you let me come with you? You're part of that clan aren't you?"

"How did you know about that?

"My grandmother met someone called Bookman. She knew a bit and told me some things about it."

"You do know that once you come, you can't leave."

"Yeah, I'm prepared for that. I don't want to die."

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(^.^) Kylie: Thanks for reading. I hope you like it and please tell me your opinions about it. I'll continue it along with my other fanfics if a lot like it. Thanks again.

Just some added information...

Liseli means unknown while Johari means jewel.

And a lot of thanks to Johari Conlin where I got the name.

I just thought the name is really unique so I decided to use it :)