This is my first submission to , please comment on how you feel about my writing style, etc. Also, it's quite interesting writing from the pov of a blind weapon, ^^.

~Lokiva

The day we met was the day that our lives changed forever. It was the usual ceremony, the usual finding of partners, but for us it was different. At least I can say the same for myself. I'm Kasumi, a female weapon, and my meister is Miyako. Ah, I can remember our meeting well, even after three years have passed.

Damn that was a fun day; I got myself into a fight, go figure right? I suppose that when you have someone as rare as me that is bound to happen. So let me tell you about it!

People were shouting, that much I could hear easily as I walked through the doors of the DWMA, the school that I was about to partake in. It seemed interesting; the echoes bouncing off the walls gave me a good outline of the building plan. Oh, I suppose I should mention it now, I'm blind. Yup, born with misty blue unseeing eyes. I guess that's why my parents named me Kasumi. I'm a mist that can move silently, a mist that can move unseen. But I had to miss out on seeing things like 'colors' as people constantly told me about.

I adjusted my dark sunglasses, moving them back onto my nose in order to keep my eyes hidden. They always seemed to make people curious, and their curiosity usually led to them being rude. So I kept my eyes covered, it wasn't much of a big deal anyways.

But why was there so much noise? Gosh it was annoying. I tried to tune it out as I found myself a nice place to sit, in a corner, where I would hopefully be avoided until I found a viable person to be my partner. I, being myself, couldn't be ignored apparently. This was infuriating! Now there were people shouting in my face, or at least it sounded to me as if they were shouting. To be heard over the rest of the conversations in the room, they had to raise their own voices. How pitiful.

I stuffed my hands in my pockets and turned away, allowing my feet to take me in the opposite direction when a hand grabbed my arm. "Hey, what's your problem? I was talking to you!" His voice was gruff, and his hand was gripping my arm tightly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't notice you," I stated pulling my arm out of his grip. "Next time though, it would be better for your health not to touch me." I moved away, letting the echoes of sounds show me a clear picture of what was happening around me. I was about five feet away from the weird grabby dude, when his hand gripped my shoulder. His limbs echoed with rage. Fun.

I ducked down and turned my arm into a weapon, a quarterstaff with a retractable blade at the tip. I twisted, and let my body fall backwards until my shoulders hit the floor. When they did, I let my changed arm fly upwards, the point of the blade aimed at the guy's throat. "I warned you not to touch me," I growled, transforming my arm back to normal and flipping backwards, away from him. "You won't get away in such a pristine condition if you try that again." I turned away from him again, my hands back in my pockets, where they belonged.

I could feel the stares of other eyes at my back as I found myself a new corner, leaning into it as I allowed my ears to map out the people in the room. They also seemed to be quite helpful for one other thing, for sensing the souls of another. Not really 'sensing', more like 'hearing' the wavelengths that their souls sent out. It was a brilliant harmony, and I was going to try and use this tactic to find myself the perfect partner.

The room was clearing slowly as people paired up with other people. Weapons and meisters, the ultimate pairing. I could only hope that I found myself a worthy meister before they were all taken. Hey, who was that girl over there? No, she was taken, her partner and her were already headed for the door. Huh, wasn't that the funny dude from earlier? The one making a 'performance' outside the school? He was taken as well. She pushed her hearing to the limit, notifying the differences between meisters and weapons. It wasn't too hard, she had refined it easily enough before even coming to the DWMA, and now was the time she needed it.

"Hey there, you're a weapon, aren't you?" I heard a soft voice pipe in. My ears mapped out her appearance for me. Young, female, about my height, agile, and with a strong wavelength. I let myself play slightly interested, even when my mind was telling me that this might just be the person.

I nodded, crooking my head to the right slightly, to show my very slight interest. "Yeah, I'm a weapon, and you're a meister, if I'm not correct?" Her hair was long, reaching to the middle of her back with bangs swooping out from her face. I reached my left hand up to touch my own hair. Short, less than an inch long, with bangs sticking straight out from my face. I've been told that my hair was black, but I couldn't care less. The gift of being blind didn't allow me to.

"I was just wondering…" Her voice had a lilt to it, a pretty one. She was hesitating, worried about something? "Would you like to be my partner?" Hrm, she was the first one to come up to me without grabbing me, and she was being polite about it. I let my ear-sight travel over her for a few more moments before grinning in a crooked way I had.

"I think that could be arranged," She let herself muse as she stood up straight, finding herself a good two inches taller than the other girl. "But only if you're fine with what I'm going to show you." Her features took on a curious appearance, and I reached up to take off my sunglasses. I heard her gasp when I opened my eyes. "Are you fine with wielding a blind weapon? If not, bail now or you're stuck with me," I hoped she would be fine with my eyes, I could see in other ways that almost were better than seeing with my eyes. "I can still 'see' though, with my ears instead of my eyes though." I thought I'd at least get that tidbit of information out of the way before she decided; it might just be the turning point.

I put my sunglasses back on and sighed, turning to walk away. If she wasn't going to answer soon, I'd have to take that as a silent rejection. "I'm Miyako, and I'd like to be your meister, if you would have me." I turned, stunned, when I heard her voice behind me.

I grinned again, and chuckled as I held out my right hand. "Well Miyako, I'm Kasumi, and I would be glad to have you as my meister." I felt her hand press against mine, I felt her firm grip, and for once in my life I felt truly accepted.

I stepped into the other room, letting my ears look around, as Miyako and I officially became partners. In that moment of acceptance, my soul and hers had synchronized, sealing our partnership. I could feel her timid mindset, but I could also feel the strength that she held behind her shy outer appearance. Yes, we would make a great partnership, if only she could lighten up a little.

"Kasumi!" I heard Miyako's voice, and could 'view' her hand waving me towards her, before hesitating, probably wondering if I could find her.

"Miyako, I may be blind, but like I said earlier, I can map out a room with my ears, leaving a general image in my mind." I said as I caught up with her.

A slight laugh sounded from behind me. It was the man from earlier. The one who had grabbed my arm. "Oh? Is that what I heard? The fiery weapon is blind?" Another laugh. "Well, that certainly makes things interesting, now doesn't it?"

I felt my partner stiffen beside me, and I gripped her arm in a warning. "Ignore him, I get it all the time. Besides, a guy like him isn't worth the time and effort."

The other guy walked closer, another guy beside him. Probably his new weapon partner, although I couldn't tell what type of weapon the guy was. I wouldn't know that unless he revealed himself. "Did I say you could go?" The first guy said.

"Do I care?" I growled with my face turned towards him. "I beat you earlier, or do you need another demonstration?" I laughed, pulling Miyako along behind me. "Now, if you don't mind, or even if you do, my meister and I are leaving."

I 'saw' the stupid guy's movements before anyone else did. He was aiming to punch my meister. I stopped, swung her behind me, and took the punch myself. I felt the pressure on my cheek, and I gasped as the pain radiated. My face turned back towards his. "Don't touch my meister." I stated as I threw my arms out to the side in the effect of a protective barrier.

He laughed, but his voice was tainted by the slightest amount of hesitation, and a larger amount of anger. "This calls for a fight then." He said, causing the hairs on the back of my neck to rise. Why did everything have to end in a fight? "Joel, transform now!" I felt a soft breeze as the other man disappeared from his spot to reappear in the first guy's hand. He was a… broadsword? This could get interesting.

"Miyako…" I said, feeling her nod and take my hand as I transformed into my own weapon shape. At first I seemed like a simple metal quarterstaff, but I had retractable blades at both ends of my form. I released them now, as my meister gripped the correct places on my metal form. Although, anyone could see where to place their hands, I had ridged grips to hold on to.

"Let's go Kasumi!" She stated as the dude with the broadsword charged at us. I hadn't known how good of a partner I had received until we began to fight. She blocked high with my left blade, while swinging the right one around to nick our opponent's arm. I retracted my left blade, causing his momentum to carry him forward, off balance. My blade released again, and together we swung around to face him. I grinned, my reflection appearing on my right blade.

"Had enough yet?" I taunted, feeling the adrenaline pulsing through my meister's veins. In my weapon form I could hear more, I could 'see' more. Maybe it was due to the resonance with my meister that brought out this ability, but I reveled in it. I should be blinder in my weapon shape, but I wasn't, and it was perfect.

I felt a sharp tap to my shaft, and then a burst, it felt like a thousand needles against my metal form. I screamed as the pressure caused me to lose control of my weapon form, turning me back to my human form. I crashed to the ground, my head spinning. That was a low blow, and now he was aiming at my meister. I flew at him, not caring that I was in a vulnerable form. My fist connected with his face, and he flew backwards, his weapon crashing to the ground as he dropped it.

I wiped a line of blood away from the corner of my mouth as I tried to get my spinning head in order. "Using your soul wavelength to attack a weapon is a low blow." She hissed, righting her glasses back to their spot on her face. She grabbed Miyako's arm and moved towards the classroom they were supposed to be in.

"Kasumi, are you alright?" I heard her voice, filled with worry as she moved her hand to grab mine. I nodded, even though there was a tight spot in my chest, a spot of pain that was vibrating through me. I could still feel his soul wavelength. I took a deep breath, and exhaled sharply, allowing my own wavelength to regain order in my body.

"I'm better now Miyako, don't worry about me," I grinned at her. "By the way, that was some nice fighting back there, when did you learn how to fight like that?"

I felt her smile. "I didn't, I just… I don't know, I just did what I thought I should."

I stopped, pulling back to look at her. "You haven't had any experience in fighting before?" I asked, knowing her response when she shook her head. "Wow," I whistled slightly. "That was really cool."

I had found a meister, one who couldn't care less that I was blind, and one who didn't know anything about fighting. But her instincts were good and she obviously knew how to keep herself balanced against a strong opponent. This would be one interesting partnership.