The Situation

Sighing, Justin walked through his apartment, picking up stuff. It was small but he didn't care too much about it. It was okay. He was cleaning up his house because it needed it. It was also something to do while Lord Death wasn't calling on him for anything. His back still hurt from the fight with Arachne and the Kishin. The witch had hit him with a spell right before she had died. He told Death right after the right, but he had told him not to worry about it. It had been two days since the battle.

A knock on his door alerted him that someone had come over. He didn't have his earbuds in because he was at home and alone. He didn't listen to his music when it was just him. Going over to the door, Justin opened it to find his fellow Death Scythe, Spirit, there. "Hello, Spirit-san. How may I help you today?"

He watched Spirit's eyes widen and it worried him about his reaction. Justin had seen the look in Spirit's eyes before but couldn't place what it was. "Justin-kun, you look great today." Justin raised an eyebrow at the comment. He looked down at himself. He was dressed in only a white t-shirt and his black pants.

"Spirit-san, does Shinigami-sama need me for something?" he asked, changing the subject. It bothered him a little. He saw jealousy flash across his face for a moment. It was there and then gone.

"Yes. He wants to see you immediately. Said it was very urgent." Justin nodded and allowed Spirit inside. He asked him to wait in the living room while he went to get his robes on.

At the DWMA, Justin was getting looks from all of the people there. It was the same look that Spirit gave him. He didn't like this one bit. Justin was highly self-conscious of the looks from everyone around him. He even got them from the main group that helped with the Kishin.

"Justin-san, you look amazing today," he heard Maka say to him. He blushed as he nodded to her and continued to walk through the school to Death's office. He was very disturbed about what was happening to the others.

Spirit led him to the room where Death was waiting for him. "Thank you, Spirit. You can leave now." The man seemed to deflate at that. But he did as he was told without an argument. Once he was gone, Death took his mask off.

It made Justin gasp at finally seeing his Master's face. He looked a lot like Kidd but was more mature. "Did you need something, Shinigami-sama?" He tired to keep a straight face while talking to him.

"Justin, I have finally figured out what spell Arachne hit you with." Justin remembered that Dead had told him that he shouldn't worry about it,

"You told me not to worry too much about it." He grew worried now. "Is there something wrong? Am I going to be alright?" Justin was on the verge of panicking.

"Yes and no." Justin paled at the answer. This can't be good at all. "The spell that she used on you was a bonding spell. She bonded you with someone, but we have no idea who it is. The bad part is that when you are away from the one you are bonded to, you give off pheromones that attract others to you."

"Is that why everyone was looking at me strangely?" Death nodded. "Is it possible that you or someone else can find the other? Or find a counter spell to it?"

"It is possible, but you cannot go around the city while this spell is in effect." Death sighed deeply. "There is not counter spell that we know of right now." Justin was worried. Lord Death sounded defeated. "You will just have to stay away from others until it wears off, we find the other, or we fine a counter spell."

"So, what should I do? Where should I go for the time being?" The priest was extremely worried about his situation. He didn't want anything to happen to him.

"There is a place that you can stay at until we find a solution." Death rubbed his chin. "It's a vacant home but it is still in good condition. I will get someone to bring food to the house and other things so that you can stay there until we figure something out."

Sighing in defeat, Justin agreed. "As long as it will help the others focus on their own missions and since you said so, I will do this." Death smiled and placed his mask back on.

Justin waited for his Master to do something. After a bit, the zombie teacher came to the office. He showed no interest in Justin like the others. I guess that it doesn't affect him like the others. He is just like Shinigami-sama. Good for me. The teacher turned to him.

"Justin, please, follow me. I will escort you to your temporary new home." Justin just nodded as he followed the man out of the room. He was glad that all of the students were in class and not out in the halls like before. It was a short walk to the outside. Justin was afraid of being caught by others. "I have a motorcycle that we can use."

Nodding, Justin followed Sid over to his motor bike. It was black, shiny, and had red and orange flames on the sides of it. "You have a nice taste in vehicles, Sid-san," he commented with a smile. Sid smiled back at him and thanked him. They hopped on and were on their way.

The home that was given to him was on the outskirts of town. It, actually, looked more like a mansion than a house. It was in great condition for being vacant. "Lord Death had asked us to fix it up for you. It was a pain but it's better than it was before."

"I think it's good enough." He thought back to his apartment. "About my things..." Sid held up a hand. Justin was curious about what he had to say to him.

"Your things will be brought here tomorrow. We will make sure you have everything you need." Sid placed a firm hand on his shoulder. "Don't worry too much. We will sort this out as quick as we can. It is something that will be fixed, and we want you to be at your full potential to fine the Kishin again."

With that, Sid was back on his motorcycle and out of sight. It left Justin along and he looked back at his new home. It was better than his apartment, but he knew that they were only doing this to keep his safe while they tried to fix the spell that was cast on him.

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Giriko grumbled under his breath as he stomped through the abandoned mansion of Arachne. He had nothing better to do since his Master went back into hiding. She had never died. She also never told him where she was going. The witch just said a few unintelligible words before she disappeared into the darkness.

For the past two days, he had been getting angrier and angrier. The priest had been haunting his thoughts ever since the battle with the Kishin. No matter what he did, his thoughts would go right back to the young priest.

Growling for the hundredth time in the past hour, Giriko turned on his heel and went into a random room. He soon realized where he was by the purple all over the room. It was Arachne's bedroom. He saw a bookshelf in the corner. It was filled with many different spell books that she had collected over the years. Picking one up, Giriko started to search through the books for the words that she had said before leaving him all alone again.

After a few hours of reading through the books and not finding it, Giriko finally found what he was looking for. He started to read the passage aloud. "I bind thee to him/her. You will have the rage of ten thousand men when not close to the other. The latter will have the attraction of a magnet to those around them. The one filled with anger will think about their bonded pair forever constantly until being with them again. The spell will stay in place until they come to truly love each other."

Screaming out in a fit of rage, Giriko threw the book across the room. It hit the wall before falling onto the floor. He was huffing. The chainsaw couldn't believe what she had done to him. It was as if the woman was trying to drive him to madness. Just fucking great! She bound me to the biggest pain in my ass! He left the room and slammed the door after himself.

"How is that supposed to work?! I can't just tell him!" he roared as he walked through the mansion again. "The DWMA will be frustrated with this!" He thought back to the consequences on the other. "Shit. People will try to jump the poor kid. Fuck! I don't know what I'm going to do!"

Going to the kitchen, Giriko grabbed a couple of beer from the fridge. As he walked back to his room, he found what seemed to be a GPS on the ground in the middle of his room. He crouched down and picked it up. Reading the screen carefully, Giriko wanted to shout again in frustration.

The GPS was mapped out to where Justin was. He went to throw it at the wall like the book but decided against it. The chainsaw brought it over to his bed and sat down with it in his lap with his beers next to him. Opening one, he took a large gulp of it. His mind immediately wandered to thinking of the times he had been with Justin.

The way the man moved was calculated and precise. His figure was very feminine, in his opinion. He saw the curves of the younger man even under all the robes he wore It was as if he was teasing the shit out of him. Giriko remembered the straight face he would make when they fought together. It was great to see him move so gracefully when they were fighting. It made the chainsaw hard just thinking about it.

His thoughts changed to what he had read earlier. The thought of another person fucking the priest made his blood boil. It was as if the thought itself disgusted and infuriated him at the same time. Justin is mine. He shot up off the bed after that thought. That priest will get fucking jumped for sure.

Grabbing a small bag, Giriko placed the rest of his booze in the bag and a few energy bars to eat. He hated traveling but he would have to walk, anyways, if he wanted to find the priest. The chainsaw thought about the book. Giriko grumbled as he retrieved it just in case he needed it. Grabbing the GPS off the floor where it felt when he got up, he left the mansion. "Hold on for a bit, you fucking priest. I'll come and help you out." He started the trek there. "Damnit, Arachne. You just had to make my life more fucking difficult, didn't you?"

Hope you like it. Justin is my favourite character in the anime and manga. He's so cute. Please, let me know what you think. Had the idea for about a few months. Have a great day. Tatty-bye!