Hello guys! Alright so this is the reboot fanfic of the original Choice of Soul. First off, the reason why it was restarted is because I've neglected it for over a year. Second of all, the grammar was quite bad. So hopefully this one turns out better. Anyways, another reason why this is being rebooted is because one of my close friends really liked this fanfic and I felt bad for not continuing so now I will try my best to. Well, time to let you guys read the new chapter of the reboot! Enjoy!

Choice of Soul

Chapter 1

"Not again! I'm late! Every single time I set my alarm this happens!" a young brunette shouted to himself as he ran through the streets. As the young man hurried through the streets, he felt like all the clocks were mocking him. Again. Then again, Nick Kiioru was notorious for being late. He never meant to be late on purpose, but some way or another, the world always found a way to make him. And unfortunately for Nick, he wasn't entirely built to hurry every day of his life. He stood at about five-foot-one and had a slim frame. His build was a bit lanky and his skin was quite light, almost pale even. His features, however, were quite normal. His messy hair was a light copper shade while his eyes were a bright amber color. "Ms. Albarn is going to kill me when I get there! Either that or give me another remedial lesson or detention! Why do I have to have the worse luck in history?!"

Despite all of these thoughts running through the young student's head, a different scenario was about to unfold instead.

"First day here and I'm still waiting outside the room even though class started ten minutes ago." The clock in the hall ticked by a young girl sighed. The said girl had black hair that was in a low ponytail that barely surpassed her shoulders. She had dark blue eyes that almost seemed as dark as the night while her skin was lightly tanned. She sported a short-sleeved, black jacket with a light red shirt underneath; dark jeans; and a pair of dark brown boots. So far, the young Summer Ryuuken was not impressed with the school. "What's taking so long…?" Summer glanced around the hall, half expecting a teacher or student to walk by and tell her she's at the wrong class.

Her expectation was met. Somewhat.

As Summer began to take a seat on the floor, the echoing sound of footsteps caught her attention. Before long, she heard frantic mumbling from a blur coming toward her. Well, before it stopped right in front of her. The one before her barely matched her height, possibly three or four inches shorter. He wore a long-sleeved shirt that was mostly white besides a few strange patterns at the bottom of it. He also had jeans and a pair of dark red tennis shoes. Despite his normal appearance, he was wearing a pair of black fingerless gloves. The two stared at each other for a second before the shorter became a stuttering mess. Summer could pick up an apology here and there, but other than that, she could barely make any sense out of what he was saying.

Despite all feeling, she allowed the boy to stutter on as she inspected him more. He had band-aid on the bridge of his nose and a patch on his left cheek. Whether he clumsy or something or someone had caused it, she couldn't tell. However, Summer noticed his face began to redden as she continued to scan over him. "C-Could you please… not do that…?" the boy asked, obviously trying to hold back his stuttering. As Summer opened her mouth, the door creaked open, revealing a woman with light dusty blonde hair in pigtails.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Summer. I had to settle down the class and take roll call. You can come in now," the teacher said before looking at the brunette. "And I see you're late again, Nick. We'll discuss your punishment at the end of class again." Nick nodded and scurried inside, shame painting over his face. Once Nick was passed her, Summer entered the classroom and scanned over the crowd. There quite a lot of them, some of them staring back at her or too occupied doing something else.

"Hello there. I'm Summer Ryuuken and I am a duel sword Weapon. So if you want to learn how to be ambidextrous, just come find me and I'll be more than happy to teach you how." Without another word, Summer headed up toward the highest row of seats. She could feel some of the students staring at her, some with anger and others with enjoyment. It was no shock to her. However, there was one pair of eyes that wouldn't stop glancing at her. He certainly wasn't stealthy or discreet.

"Now with that, please take out your notes and pencils so we can begin class." Despite several moans coming from the students, class began.

Despite having to write notes down quite quickly, Summer felt that the class was still slow. Especially since she tended to finish her notes quickly (being ambidextrous came in handy). In-between the breaks, she found herself checking the little brunette from earlier. She noticed that whenever he caught up, their instructor just moved on. He must have been pretty slow. But… something caught her attention. Underneath his sleeves were streaks of white with dabs of red. He was injured. "Maybe that's why?" she thought as her attention was brought back to her notes. It wasn't long until class was over.

Unlike her classmates, she waited for all of them to leave. She had a few questions, one in particular being how to get around the school. She had no map of the floors. Then she remembered Nick, who was silently making his way to the teacher's desk. He still had to hear what his punishment was. Sighing, Summer sat back down and waited for the other to leave. "Alright, Nick. This is the fifth time this week you've been late. Usually, I would assign you a remedial lesson, but because of Miss Ryuuken, I'll give you a different punishment. You will be giving her a tour of the school, and for the rest of the week, if she has any questions, you will be the one to answer them." Nick flinched, stuttering quite loudly in the process.

"B-But, M-Maka! Y-You know w-what-" Miss Albarn raised her hand, signaling him to shut his mouth.

"Usually, I would scold you for using my first name at school, but that's beside the point. The point is that this is both your punishment and a good way to make a friend. Besides, you haven't had a partner in two years with this being your third. You can't avoid this much longer, Nick."

"…Right… I…I guess I'll get started on it now. S-See you tomorrow, Miss Albarn…" the little brunette dragged himself over to the door and looked up at the black-haired Weapon, who was just watching. "A-Are you coming…?" Summer scanned Nick over once more before making her way down. Without another word, the two left the classroom.

As the two of them explored the large school, Nick couldn't help but feel more and more uncomfortable. He stayed quiet and only talked when answering a question or explaining a part of the school. He wasn't used to having someone tag along with him and socializing was still quite foreign to him. Well, there was also the fact that Summer inspected him from top to bottom like he was an item for sale. If she was thinking of teaming up with him, she would be crazy. It would have been better if he was born a Weapon, but that was not the case. He was a Meister, and a horrible one at that. Nothing could change that. Nothing.

And he was ashamed of that. He wasn't naturally athletic or strong. That much was obvious. He was short and small build wise. Practically a tooth pick in some cases. It didn't help that most of his classmates picked on him. He was pathetic. Plain and simple. But Summer didn't seem to pick up on that. So he tried to ignore it.

"And this is the library… You can find pretty much anything here from the most sophisticated research book to manga and comic books," Nick said as the two of them explored the bottom floor. "Th-There are a few stair c-cases to reach the upper l-levels so if one of th-them is b-being used a sitting area, there will al-always be another to use." The Weapon nodded, staring straight at Nick. He had been trying to keep his composure together this whole time, but now it was falling apart. His awkwardness was taking over again so the stuttering kicked in as well. "H-Hey, Summer… C-Could you please… not… stare at me…?" Nick felt his cheeks heat up. He was always the worst around girls. Almost every interaction with a girl made it look like he had a crush on them or something. Almost. There were a few exceptions.

"But I'm trying to… 'understand' you in a way. I heard that you've been partnerless for two years and even your build and personality makes me wonder why you would want to be here. I know I'm getting personal, but why did you join if you were going to avoid having a partner?" Summer crossed her arms, waiting for an answer. Nick looked away and squeezed his wrist behind his back.

"…I-I have a lot of reasons for doing so… But… I'd rather not tell you…" Nick answered in a hushed voice, making his way past Summer. He would never answer that. Not in a million years.

"What do you mean you'd rather not tell m-" Summer stopped talking as Nick fell to his knees, a faint echo bouncing off the walls. The back of his head pounded as he glanced at a book that had fallen next to him.

"Looks like the world still hates me…" Nick thought as he rose back up to his feet. He could hear Summer try to approach him, but he continued to exit the library as if a book hadn't just fell from the second floor and hit him square on the head. Nick could hear the Weapon calling after him so he began to run. He had made a fool of himself, showing her one of the many reasons why he was pathetic. Accident prone… He could still hear the teasing voices echo in his head. Why did everything have to go wrong? For once in his life, couldn't something go right?!

Nick continued to run through halls, trying to escape from everything. He felt his feet trip over each other as he plummeted downward. Just below him was a flight of stairs. He had ran to a staircase without even knowing. Then he stopped. Nick stared at the steps before he was tugged back and turned around. Summer was holding his wrist tightly and panting. She was yelling something, but it sounded like static as the adrenaline continued to pump through Nick's veins.

"-and you could have died if I hadn't caught you in time! And then what?! You're such an idiot!" The adrenaline was finally passing and he could finally make out something she was saying. He muttered a quiet apology before wincing. His wrists were beginning to throb from Summer's tight grip. "I knew it! I knew your wrists were injured! Why are you so reckless?!" Summer shouted at him. Nick shrugged absentmindedly, not knowing how else to answer the other. She sighed and patted Nick's head. "Listen, I'm taking you back to wherever you live so you can rest. We can finish this tour tomorrow. I just need you to rest. But you will answer my questions, though. Got it?" Nodding once again, though reluctantly, Nick mumbled his address to Summer before letting her drag him off the campus.

She was… nice. But he also had questions for her. Many questions. But they would come later.

Alright. As you can see for this chapter, this is somewhat of a combination between chapters 1 and 2 of the original but a lot has changed. I also changed Summer's last name since it sounded a bit strange to me. Physical descriptions were changed a little as well. A little. As for narration, I kind of wanted you guys to get a better idea of their thoughts without going into first person perspective completely. Anyways, since this is a reboot, unlike the original, I will not take any OCs as I will be using the ones I originally accepted. Like always, unless I state the OC is mine, I will credit the submitters when their OCs make their first appearance. Anyways, I hope you guys liked the chapter, and hopefully, I can finish the second chapter sometime this month. Expect a few OCs making minor appearances. Thanks for reading guys and I'll see you guys next time!