AN: This is my first Soul eater fanfiction, so you can expect it to end abruptly. I don't really know how well it will turn out, so just read it.
CHAPTER 1:
"So what do you think Kenai?" A girl spoke to the sword inside of the sheath at her side.
All that came from the sword was a muffled reply.
"Oh yeah, I suppose you can't talk all that well in there…" The girl blushed at her misconception, "I forgot."
She pulled the sword out and continued to speak to it, "Do you think it's nice here?"
The boy (who was the sword) stuck his head out of the blade and took a quick look around, "Yeah, it's cool I guess…"
Then he quickly retreated back into the sword, "There's a boy up ahead…"
The girl sighed and thought to herself, "Kenai's so shy…"
But he had been right; there was a boy up ahead, sitting lazily below a tree.
"He must be skipping class…" the girl thought sourly, "Excuse me!"
The boy sat up and took a quick look at her, before rolling his eyes and lying back down.
The girl huffed, he had obviously thought she was a teacher, and ran up to him anyways.
"Excuse me sir, I'm a new student, do you think you could give me a quick tour?" she asked, and then added slyly, "Seeing as you're not in class."
The boy sighed as dramatically as possible, "Fine…"
She smiled, "Thank you, I'm Mesuji, and this is Kenai." She patted the sword at her side, who replied with a mumble.
"I'm Soul…" he replied,"Nice to meet you."
"It fits him," Mesuji thought to herself, examining his white hair.
It was awfully pretty.
Mesuji stuck out her hand to shake, but when he did not offer his hand in return, she growled under her breath, "Rude…"
Soul simply hand stuck his hands in his pockets and turned away, "This way…"
He gestured to the right.
"Alright!" Mesuji smiled and followed.
Soul smiled back, "Where are you from?"
Mesuji replied as they walked, "Just across town, you?"
"Not anywhere near here, how come I haven't seen you before?" Soul laughed and Mesuji could tell now that he was one of those simple pleasure boys.
"I keep to myself…"
"I can see that." Soul let out a deep sigh, "So why did you want a tour from the kid cutting classes?"
"I dunno… I guess you were just the first person I saw…" Mesuji grinned, "Why do I need a reason?"
"Are you sure it's not just because I'm cute?" Soul stopped right in front of her and spun around, then burst out laughing.
Mesuji frowned and walked around him, "Not funny…"
"Sorry, sorry, I was kidding…" Soul rubbed his eyes, "I just had to do that…"
"Did you really have to?" Mesuji kept walking, "It wasn't that hilarious…"
"You're right, I'm sorry…" Soul smiled, "My bad."
"Okay then." Mesuji turned around and looked him straight in the eyes, "No more stupid jokes to impress me, alright?"
"Sure." Soul rubbed his head a bit humiliated, "Wait, what?"
"Oh, nothing." Mesuji smiled, "Do I get the tour or not?"
"Alright, let's go."
Mesuji's POV:
"He's nice enough." I thought to myself shyly, "And his hair is so pretty, such nice white."
"Do you dye your hair?" I asked before I could stop myself.
"Gah, I'm such and idiot." I mentally whacked myself.
Soul looked up at me from his slumped position, "No, why do you ask?"
"Oh, well, I was just wondering, because it doesn't look dyed, but it's white." I pulled at my own hair, it was a dull brown, "Mine's a lame color…"
"Nah, I like your hair." Soul replied.
That made me blush, and I turned away hoping he wouldn't notice.
"You okay?" he asked me.
"Yeah, I am…" I managed to mutter.
"Good, if you got hurt on my watch they'd blame it on me for sure." Soul sighed, "It's what they did last time."
"Oh?"
"Yeah, the last new boy, his name was Kid, my friend and I beat him up a little…" Soul smiled and tugged on his jacket to work out the wrinkles, "We did a pretty good job too."
"…" I frowned, "Liar."
"What?" Soul looked a bit surprised.
"No one can beat Kid, besides I heard from my friends that go here that he beat you up." I nodded, and glanced over at him, "You're lying."
"Oh yeah, I guess that's kinda what happened." Soul looked embarrassed.
"He thought he could trick me." I thought to myself.
"Yeah you and a boy named Blackstar." I added.
Soul nodded, "Yeah, yeah, I remember now."
"You ALWAYS remembered." That was it; my respect for him was gone.
"Pft, so, what's your point?" Soul dug his hands deeper into his pockets.
"You shouldn't just lie." I sighed, "Seriously."
"Yeah, go ahead, lecture me, lecture the boy taking time out of his break to show you around." Soul growled, "It's not like he has anything better to do than give you a tour."
I crossed my arms, and then apologized, "Sorry, I guess I didn't think of it that way."
I did need some friends; I couldn't just make Soul hate me right away.
"Nah man, I was just joking, it's alright. You're right, I shouldn't lie, it's a bad habit." Soul grabbed my arm, "It's my fault. I was just pulling your leg."
I let out a sigh of relief, it was good that he agreed with me, and if this boy was going to be my friend, I would have to break that habit.
A few kids came around the corner of the building we were observing.
That meant class was out.
Soul grinned, showing his shark-like teeth, "Guess it's over…"
"Hmm." I looked at the ground, "You'll probably wanna go see your friends now…"
"Yeah." Soul looked at me, he seemed a bit concerned, "You wanna come?"
"Don't seem to desperate, don't seem to desperate!" I repeated over and over in my head.
"Sure!" I blurted out, before whacking myself on the forehead.
"Cool, our dorm is this way. It's good to get friends on the first day."
AN: Ok…. I promise it will get better! Just keep reading!!!! And please review!
