A/N: HAHA

A/N: I'm so sorry! I know this is late and a rather short chapter, but this was a hard chapter to write! Luckily, now that it's done I can move on to easier things. I won't bore you all with this note, so here we go again!

Disclaimer: I still don't own Harry Potter or Elfen Lied. Mores the pity.

"talking"

'thinking'

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Before: The girl stiffened in surprise, before slowly turning around and regarding Harry with eyes that, even in the dim light, were clearly the color of blood. Harry stifled a gasp of surprise when he saw them. Harry and the girl both spoke at the same time in their surprise.

"Harry?"

"Lucy?"

Chapter 2: Confusion

For a few moments the two teenagers could do nothing but stare at each other, green eyes meeting crimson in a deadlock of mixed confusion and hope. Harry was stunned. The last thing he had expected to find upon reaching the end of his spontaneous search was the girl who he had met so long ago. Harry was relatively sure this was the beginning of a wonderful turn of fortune for his summer.

Then Lucy narrowed her eyes, rage showing through them.

Instinct screamed at Harry, causing him to jump to the side, landing and rolling to come up on his feet. As he did this he heard a resounding crash behind him. When he reached his feet and turned around he found that the piece of ground where he had been standing was destroyed, a crater replacing what had been flat ground. Harry stared at it in shock before turning a dismayed expression on Lucy.

"What are you doing?" He shouted at her in shock. "It's me, Harry! From the orphanage remember? I've got my memories back!"

"Liar! Harry isn't like me! If you were him, I wouldn't have sensed you! I don't know how you found out about him, but you are going to regret impersonating him to get to me!" Lucy's eyes were almost glowing with rage and hatred, the air around her being whipped around by some unseen force.

Harry opened his mouth to argue, confused at what Lucy was talking about, when he saw her narrow her eyes. His instincts started screaming a warning again and he dove away from where he was standing, narrowly dodging being flattened by the same force that created the first crater. He landed painfully, his body not accustomed to moving around like he was. Nonetheless, he got up and kept moving. Harry didn't know what Lucy was doing to make those craters, or why she was attacking him, but he knew that it wouldn't be pretty if he got hit.

Of course, realizing that he needed to avoid being hit and avoiding being hit were two different things entirely. Add to that the fact that Harry had to figure out some way to get Lucy to stop attacking him and he was in some deep shit.

"Lucy! I don't have any idea what you mean! I'm telling you, no one sent me!!"

Harry's call went unheeded though, as it seemed Lucy was too far-gone into her rage to even listen.

Harry was forced to keep moving to avoid whatever Lucy was attacking with, with only his newfound instincts keeping him from being flattened. He was quickly becoming worried though. He didn't know what he was expecting when he followed the pull, but he certainly hadn't expected to be running for his life. As such, and due to the fact that he wasn't in the best shape, Harry was beginning to tire. In fact, he was surprised he had been able to keep moving for as long as he had.

Harry had been absurdly lucky so far to be able to dodge all of Lucy's invisible attacks and he knew it. Thus, he wasn't terribly surprised when his luck ran out. Harry was just about to turn tail entirely and try to escape his maddened friend, realizing that there was no way to get through to her at the moment, when the ground exploded in front of his feet sending Harry flying backwards.

He gasped in pain as he landed badly on his right arm, bruising the bone at the very least. His arm was the least of his worries though, as he felt something grip his left ankle and pull him up, leaving him dangling upside down in mid-air. Helpless, Harry could only watch as he slowly drifted over to Lucy.

As Harry was pulled over to where Lucy stood by whatever it was that Lucy was doing, he noticed a feeling of pressure begin to build up in his skull, pressure that increased the closer he got to the enraged woman. As the pressure increased it began to pain Harry, eventually causing him to grab his head with his good arm and close his eyes from the pain. It was like he could feel the Lucy's rage pounding away at his head. Then suddenly, both his movement and the pain stopped.

Harry opened his eyes to find himself staring straight into Lucy's, with only a few inches of space separating them. Her eyes were no longer glowing with rage though; rather they were filled with wary curiosity. Harry was startled by the sudden change, but also massively relieved. Maybe now he would have a chance to get through to her.

"Why?" Lucy asked tonelessly before Harry could even open his mouth.

"Why?" Harry replied in confusion. "Why what?"

"WHY WON'T YOU FIGHT BACK!?" Lucy yelled, her voice filled with what sounded like helpless rage. Harry didn't know how to reply to that. He just didn't. Why would Lucy attack him in a rage then get angry when he was unable to fight back.

"I didn't come here to fight you! Hell, I didn't even know I'd see you here after all these years! Why would I want to fight you? You, the first person to ever treat me with kindness? And why would you be expecting a fight anyway??" Harry said in reply, trying his best to not shout, as he was pretty sure that Lucy could kill him at her whim at this point.

Harry watched as Lucy drew back a bit in seeming shock at his reply. Her eyes flashed through a variety of emotions, ranging from anger to disbelief before finally settling into shock. A second later, Harry felt something grab his wrists and carefully turn him upright before setting him on his feet.

For a moment the two of them simply stared at each silently other amidst the craters caused by Lucy's rage.

"What did you mean when you said 'Harry's not like me?'" Harry asked, breaking the silence.

"You mean you really don't know?" Lucy asked, surprise coloring her voice.

Harry couldn't help himself. "If I did would I be asking?" he asked dryly.

Lucy scowled at him, and Harry felt something cuff him in the back of the head. He turned his head around, but there was nothing behind him. He turned back to Lucy to find her looking at him smugly.

"Ok, would you mind explaining how you did that, particularly if it relates to everything else? Because I'm really beginning to feel annoyed." Harry said.

Lucy shrugged at his annoyed tone and replied in a simple, short sentence, a simple short sentence that began the process of shattering Harry's world forever.

"If I can sense you, and you me, then that makes you a Diclonius, a non-human."

A/N: again, I'm Sooooo sorry for the late chapter! I've been having a lot of writers block and hard times in my life right now (not to mention writing this particular chapter proved to be hard in that I couldn't get myself to like what I have.) Regardless, this one is out now, so I should start updating more regularly again. Expect another chapter of Forsaken next, followed by either the next chapter of this or the first chapter of one of my other fics. As always, Like it? Hate it? Either way, please Review it!

Korrag