A/N: I am so excited to post this first chapter up. I've lost a little inspiration on my ATLA fanfic but I hope I get some soon. For now I came across this one and just had to post it so enjoy it.
Like I've learned to do before I get arrested, Soul Eater and its characters don't belong to me. Sadly. Only my Ocs though and the plot.
Enjoy!
(THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN EDITED FROM THE ORIGINAL VERSION)
(THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN RE-EDITED)
Title: Assymetric Beauty
Chapter 1: Welcome to DWMA
I looked up to the sky and sighed heavly as the two, suppose-to-be-mature twins beside me bickered back and forth about whom was sexier. They really were in despereate need for a girl, or what ever could calm them down.
I sighed again, we were on our way to the DWMA, or Death Weapon Meister Academy, we had been accepted there and we were more than excited (note sarcasm) we just weren't the kind to be held down by rules, but we needed to join and be part of them or else we would end up on the hunt list. Honestly we wouldn't want that. Who would?
I looked up to the sky. New life, new start right? Past was hunting but I needed to either overcome it or let it go. I just couldn't keep holding unto fear. Which was my other hope about joining, that for once, I could finally do something about the thoughts and events that hunted my existence for as long as I can remember.
"Fuck that, I'm not climbing all those stairs" Kiran yelled beside me.
"You're more than welcome to stay down here and become our house maid bro" his brother Koran replied, from the other side.
"Guys, we're here. No turning back, so up we ALL go" I said, grabbing Kiran's wrist and climbing up the never ending set of stairs. I knew that half way up I was gonna end up regreting it but now I was determined and that was enough… hopefully
This woman with an eye patch on her eye greeted us as soon as we finish climing, panting I looked at her and tried to compose myself. Obviously I failed miserably.
"Kisa Yamika I suppose" she said with a warm smile.
"That's me" I breathed out and smiled back.
"Those back there are your weapons?" she asked raising a brow, pointing at the bickering twins behind me.
"No fucking way Imma go back to get your shit"
"You're such a lazy ass"
"Whose the one sending who?" Kiran yelled.
I sighed heavly. God, those two were really embarrassing at the point of please-swallow-me-earth. I shook my head and smiled embarasangly at her.
"Yeah"
She smiled back warmly.
"Don't worry there are many people in here just like them, teenagers can be very immature, specially if they have the extra hormones that made them either meisters or weapons" she said, turning around and starting to walk away.
I guess she was right but for the love of the gods, these two were like that every single day and I was the one putting up with it. I looked back at my weapons, the two twins kept going at it, shoving each other and yelling at each other, for a moment, I felt like I was in a grade school and not at DMWA.
"Well, shall we get going?" the woman asked me smiling lightly.
"I said NO dammit!" Kiran yelled.
"Yes please" I said, walking beside her and calling over my shoulder.
"Kiran, Koran, get your asses over here, unless you wanna be the ONLY weapons who do not become death scythes"
They stopped arguing… at loud, as they got behind us and kept whispering angrily at each other. Sometimes I wondered if I was still to late to search for new weapons.
"Where the hell is she taking us?" Kiran whispered in my ear.
"How would I know?" I whispered back.
"Why are you guys whispering?" Koran quickly joined our litlle conversation, his head popping on the other side of me.
"You know what?" I said, walking ahead and making their heads sort of bump with each other.
"What?" they both said in unision.
"You guys suck" I said with a smiled and as they straighten themselves and kept it quiet for the rest of the walk.
Passing through some mirrors I saw myself, my side pony tail looked a little messed up so I took it in my hand and started combing it with my fingers. It was funny how people asked me how had I managed to dye my hair the way I had. I was guessing stripped hair wasn't really on fashion, not that I could help it either. It was only half of it that was like that so it didn't bother me. The right side, where I had my pony tail as well. I was happy been imperfect, asymmetrical, it defined me. So I really didn't care what people thought about my hair. I liked it.
"Here you guys are, enjoy your first day at DWMA" the blonde woman had come to an unexpected halt. All of us bumping with each other, like a car collision.
"My name is Marie, if you guys need anything just let me know and I would be glad to help ok?"
We all nodded
"As I said, enjoy" she said waving at us and walking off.
I turned to the classroom door. Kiran and Koran doing the same, we got closer to the door, in a schyncronized fashion which was quite hilarious.
"Is anyone else getting the chills at this dude's name?" Kiran broke the silence, his breathe right at my cheek.
"Dude, can't you see my hairs raising?" Koran replied
"Not really bro" Kiran replied.
"Private space you guys" I said pushing them back, turning back at the door.
"Dr. Stein huh?" I said to no one while looking at the piece of wood between us and who ever 'Dr Stein' was.
The twins stared at me and I just kept looking at the door, the urge of turning around and running through the exit door slowly taking over. Who would allow a guy with the name of Dr. Franken Stein to teach?
I took in a deep breath and filled with couraged opened the door, despite my knees failing and my heart telling me that for some reason, I was going to be disected…
"Nice of you to join us Kisa, Kiran and Koran" this really scary dude said from behind desk.
White hair and a screw going right through his head.
The word terrifying didn't completely define this guy. Not only was his appearance scary, but his soul was completely terryfing, like it filled the room and probably more.
"Um, thanks?"
"Please take a sit near..."Dr. Stein said, ducking his head to look at a list infront of him. Did he even knew how terryfing he looked?
"Death the Kid please stand up so Kisa-chan knows where she should sit"
The kid with the black hair and white stripes stood up. He wasn't really caring about who was Dr. Stein talking about until he turned his head.
He freaked out at the first glance of me.
Gee did I feel special now.
"There must be a miss understading, this girl is a disgrace to symmetry in the whole sense of the word" he yelled.
I sighed. Is not like I was trying to be symmetrical in the first place. The whole idea of my look was completely the opposite.
"Oh how fun" Kiran whispered shaking his head.
"I wanna die, this is gonna be a living hell and I know it" I sighed again.
"Oh God, you're so not cool right now dude" this white haired kid replied from a couple rows below this so called Death the Kid, son of Shinigami-sama… just my luck.
"KID" one of his weapons, I supposed, pulled him down, the long haired cowgirl blushing madly with embarresment.
"Please take a sit Kisa-chan" Dr. Stein ordered, glaring at Death and then looking back to some animal he had on a cage.
Of course we would obey such a command, specially coming from such scary source. When I had finally sat, I could hear the curses and growls coming from Death.
"I don't know what you freaking out about Stripes" I said to him my eyes fixed on Dr. Stein and the actual sudden glint he had in his eyes while looking at the poor animal, pity for the poor thing settling on the pit of my stomach.
"What?" he said in a low whisper, turning his head to look at me.
"You are calling me asymmetrical, but what exactly gives you the right to do so when you aren't the most perfect beign in the world either?"
"No one asked for your opinion on the matter" he said looking ahead as well.
"No one asked for your stupid act either but you did it anyway right?"
"Look, you..."
"I have a name Death" I corrected for him, glaring at him.
"Kisa, is it? You have no right to call me a disgrace, I might not be perfect, but you are way far off from normal" he said.
"I will ask our new experiment… um… I mean student, Kisa to stand up and tell us a little about herself" Dr. Stein called from the front of the class room, so he had finally taken his eyes of that animal huh?
I stood up, fixed my ripped and slanted skirt and looked to the front, others staring at me. What was I exactly suppose to explain? I took a breath and decided to just say the basics.
"My name is Kisa Yamika. 16 years old. My dad was a meister until his death. I'm just trying to live up to his expectations and be as good as he was. I believe my weapons do have a mouth of their own so I'll let them introduce themselves if that is ok" I said sitting down.
"Is completely fine. Kiran please stand up"
"Kiran is my name. Surname, I have non, nor I really care" he shrugged.
"I'm a hand-gun, a Berreta 92 to be more exact. My age is 18 years old" sitting down Koran stood up.
"My name is Koran, I'm twins with Kiran, therefore no surname. Also a Berreta 92 and I'm also 18 years of age."
"Thank you" Dr. Stein said and with that he went stood up and started his class.
"You're lucky" Death said as Koran took a sit next to his brother, who was next to me.
"Why?" I asked, glaring at him.
"Even as asymmetrical as you are, your weapons turned out to be totally symmetric, a thing worth admiring" he said looking to the front.
I blew my longer bang out of my eyes, but it fell back into the same place, at the right side of my face, forcing my sight on that eye to be striped. So, instead of getting a headache trying to look at Stein, I looked at Death again.
"You are a huge baka you know" I whispered at him.
"So are you, Garbage" he said cold and harsh, his golden eyes starring right at me.
I glared back. Garbage? The guy had balls, I'll give him that much.
"We'll see about that" I said and looked forward as well.
"You're right, we'll see about that" With that his golden eyes got covered by his hair, his pale face serious and concentrated towards Dr. Stein.
"I cant believe we have homework on the first day" Kiran argued as we descended the stairs of the school.
"Dude, stop complaining, is not like we are gonna get some VIP or MVP homework passes just 'cause we are new" Koran said.
"We should've" Kiran pouted.
"How about we just get home and start working on these. Like really we need to start working on these right here in order to do good" I said, smiling at both of them.
"She's got a point"
"You suck, both of you" Kiran yelled, walking faster than us down the stairs.
A/N: For those of you who are reading this, I am on the 'mission' of editing the 1st 13 chapters of this fanfic, so you might read the old version of some of the chapters. You will know you are reading the old version if you see this same warning at the end and/or beginning.
