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I do not own Soul Eater
I smile to myself as I finish my drawing, which was somewhat... I don't have a word for it... Basically, though, I drew (I did my best to, anyways) Death the Kid shooting at Asura (I don't care how I drew him, as long as it was tellable that it was Asura), whom couldn't stand the constant shooting.
Yes, I am a Death the Kid fangirl, but hey, he's a badass character. Now if only the season ended with Kid blowing up Asura instead of Maka beating him with one punch. When I saw the final episode, I was all "What the hell? Kid's attack couldn't destroy him, but one punch could? What kind of ending is that?!" and then I was all "I gotta get the manga!".
Anyways, personal opinion aside, I put down the pencil and get up from the desk, stretching. I then made my way to my bed, tired from the drawing I drew and I just flop onto my bed, not really bothering with changing my clothes.
Besides, someone will wake me up in two hours for school, at least this way I didn't have to spend too much time getting ready.
Still had to change, still don't care. I'm in front of my school, wearing a purple t-shirt with a wind-breaker black and white jacket, which was open and small (It's a four to six), but I didn't mind as it didn't really feel small, without the sleeves on, and red sweatpants. Yes, I said pants. I can't stand skirts or dresses. From my pocket, I bring out my silver Chinese dragon necklace with it's medium length chain, and put it on.
I was sort of rushing earlier and as a result, I didn't put my (pretty much) trademark necklace on. I also didn't have breakfast... I'm going to be so hungry by lunch.
Anyways, putting aside how hungry I am now, I walk in my school, immediately getting greeted by the anime club some major anime fans started. It's fairly new, so it wasn't all big (Like the whole school being in it) but it was big enough to give me a headache.
"Dang it, guys! Don't you ever leave people alone?!" I exclaim at them, quickly turning on my heel and going any other direction, so long as a club member wasn't going said way and wasn't already on it.
Damn the fans who made the damn club in the first damn place! I cursed in my thoughts, hiding in my locker. Huh, I'm still somewhat small enough to fit in my locker. Good to know.
It's not that I hate fan clubs or anything, but some of them did get annoying, in my opinion. Especially if it's fairly new and looking for members and god, damn it, won't leave you alone because you go to school one time dressed as Kid and they assume you watched all anime!
I really don't know what I was thinking that day...
When it was clear for me to come out of my locker, I got out and run to my class before they could catch me and chase after me again and UGGGG! I don't need anime extroverts (Those who get energy by being around others) to stress me out. I already dislike school enough as it is, don't give me a reason to drop out now.
Run home and avoid the club. Run home and avoid the club. Ru-
"Hey, Fan!"
ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME?! I stop running when I see one of the club members in front of me.
"What the heck do you want?!" I exclaim at the member, really wanting to punch something (Or someone) at the moment.
"L-look, I'm not here to anger you. And...I'm sorry if my fellow members were bugging you," the member replies, giving a small bow. "I promise they won't bug you anymore."
"...Is that a real promise?"
"Yes."
"...Thank you. Now could you PLEASE get out of my way and let me go home?"
"O-of course."
BED! Oh my gosh, this was the longest day of my life. EVER! So I'll just curl under my sheets and-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
"Hey... Wake up..."
Oh god, that voice sounds familiar... Or, somewhat familiar.
I got slapped in the face, and it was powerful enough to knock me off my bed. My brown eyes snap open quickly as pain quickly spread throughout my body.
"Yow!" I exclaim, looking at my awakener.
...Oh dear God! It was freaking Asura! What the hell?!
"Am I dreaming?" slipped out.
"Depends on what you think," he says somewhat casually (What?) as he sits in the chair where my latest drawing (The one I mention earlier) was, on the desk.
What. The. Hell?
"Um... What the heck are you doing in my room, Asura?" I ask, nervous of what he'll say. Or do. Come on, we're talking about the kishin that freakin' survived Kid's, as I call it, I'm not sure if anyone else calls it this, Ultra Death Cannon! Then again, he was beat by a freakin' punch to the face! One of the most confusing endings EVER!
He chuckles slightly, looking at me. The scarf or whatever you want to call the thing that covers his face comes undone, reviling his face. "I came here by random, actually."
Oh, that explains so much. NOT!
"I know. You didn't let me finish."
Inside, I'm having one of the worst breakdowns. Deep, deep inside.
"You know how I was supposedly defeated, human?"
"Yeah, ya got punched in the face by Maka and BAM! You're dead!" I reply, sitting on my bed.
He starts to laugh, and I couldn't help but be confused.
"Ha ha, no. That's what your 'anime' portrays. But I was actually sealed again. I remember that all the time I was sealed last time, I created a world. Over time, I forgot about it, but the second time I was sealed, I recalled perfectly. It certainly has advance from when I made it."
"Okay... Um, why are you here, though?"
"I decided to pick someone from this world to help free me again."
"Why me?"
"Like I said, I came here by random. Now... Will you leave this world to free me in mine?"
"...What will happen to me here? Will I disappear? Will I die? Go into a coma, even?"
Once again, he chuckles. "No no. Nothing like that. You can still come back here when you sleep, and vice versa."
I blink. He's kidding, right? Right?! Me?! In the Soul Eater universe?! Oh, for god's sake, I don't know what to say!
"You can meet and talk to Kid face-to-face."
"SOLD!"
Me: Oh, God. I hope this story is a good story. This is the first time I've done a self-insert, and I'm nervous. Like, really nervous. I don't know how it'll turn out, and the thought scares me!
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-Lord Fan of Awakening