Chapter one

I stood at the base of the enormous stairs that led to to the top of Death Weapon Meister Academy, or DWMA. The light wind was making my black hair messier than it already was. Other students had already reached the top, except for the few stragglers, like myself. I stretched my legs a bit, then took off running up the stairs.
I was making good time. Not many people were going up the stairs, except a Japanese girl with long black hair, who looked like she was having a very hard time going up. I was going to encourage her, but decided against it. I was already late myself, and didn't have time for pleasantries.
Once inside I saw many students, both meisters and weapons. I took out my pamphlet and saw that the new student were separated into two classrooms. I got room 1-B.
I stood outside the door, and took a deep breath. My partner was probably in there, no almost certinely in there. I took out a pair of sunglasses to cover up my eyes, which were a pale gray almost white. I didn't want to scare away potential partners.
As soon as I walk in, I see other students my age making small talk with each other.
"Name?" a man standing next to the door who I didn't notice asked me. He had long red hair and was wearing a dark suit.
"Dayton" I tell him just my first name.
"Meister or weapon?" the man asks again looking bored. I take a meister pin and place it on my shirt. People watch me as I sit in the corner of the room and keep to my self. I was never very good with people.
"Ok everyone listen up," the man addresses us, "my name is Death Scythe, yes that Death Scythe. You all have an hour to get to know each other and see if you can find your potential partners."
Everyone looks around the room at each other seeing who was a weapon and who was a meister.
"I will be leaving, I have a date with some lucky ladies!" Death Scythe says as he runs out of the room towards what looks like the nurses office.
People keep on with small talk, except me.
Damn Dayton, go be social for once, I tell myself. I see a girl with short black hair looking lost as well. She sees me and smiles. I give her a small wave. she start to walk over toward me.
Ok, ok be cool "M-meister me," I stammer, "I mean I'm a meister. Name's Dayton" Smooth, Dayton, real smooth
"I know, I read your pin" she giggles, "my name is Aki. I'm a weapon". She shows me the pin on her chest, which by the way was very well, ah, proportioned.
"Ah what kind of weapon are you?" I ask as I try not to stare at her breasts. She giggles again and tells me to guess. "If you get it right," she adds slyly, "It means we're supposed to be partners"
I had no idea how to tell what kind of weapon she was. I suppose maybe her physical appearance might help. She was average size with black hair that just went past her ears. She had bright green eyes and smooth skin, almost as pale as mine.
Damn, this isn't helping. Oh screw it I'm going to guess. "You're a gun," I say the first weapon I can think of.
Aki eyes grow wide in surprise for a second, then breaks into a huge smile.
"That's correct," she says, then puts almost as an after thought, "Partner!"