Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or any of its characters, only my own OC's.
A/N: Yo people, this is my first attempt at a fic and I hope it's not TOO bad. Please review or PM me with any problems or errors. Future chapters are probably gonna be longer so please hang in there. A shout out to the freaky persistent giant and crazy veggie who both finally made me post this. Hope you enjoy!
"Uhm. . .I've changed my mind, let's just enrol next year." Darkstar said nervously, turning around to walk away from the familiar building. "Oh stop being such a baby!" Natasha said loudly, grabbing his wrist and almost dragging her reluctant friend up the huge flight of stairs.
"Hey! I'd still like the use of my hand in the future you know." He said indignantly, running so as not to be hauled off his feet by the short, dark-haired reaper pulling him along.
"Well then get a move on or we're gonna be late on our first day!" She basically squealed, clearly excited.
Breathing heavily as they reached the top of the stairs, the two teens caught their breath before continuing into the school. Usually one of them would get lost in such a huge building but seeing as the both knew the DWMA pretty well they found their class fairly quickly.
"Sorry we're late!" They both said as they entered the class. Marie Mjolnir smiled warmly at us before replying, "oh it's okay, find yourselves seats and we can start."
Darkstar scanned the class until he saw the familiar blonde hair of another of his childhood friends two rows from the back. Jay beckoned them over to two seats he had kept open. "Whatsup man!?" Darkstar said, fist bumping the slightly crazed-looking boy.
"Oh the usual. Constantly fighting the urge to dissect. . .everything haha." Jay said nonchalantly. How could some people doubt he was Franken Stein's son?
"Hey Christie." Darkstar said, giving the girl next to Jay a hug. After Natasha had also greeted her friends, they settled down to listen as Marie got to her feet.
"Good morning class. I'm sure you're all excited to start your first day so we shall begin by splitting the meisters and weapons into two groups. Weapons to my left and meisters to the right." The class split as instructed and waited in their respective groups.
"Hey, I'm Michael. Michael Cleaver. Nice to meet ya." A tall broad boy whispered, offering his hand to Darkstar. "Likewise Michael, I'm Darkstar and this is Christie Heart." Michael's eyes shined when he saw Christie. "You two together?" He asked, his reasons obvious. "Haha no, her boyfriend would be the crazy looking blonde over there." Darkstar said, pointing at the somewhat scary Jay who was chatting to Natasha." He's the son of Professor Stein." Darkstar added with a grin." Oh. . ." The happy expression falling from Michael's face. Christie blushed and Darkstar laughed loudly.
"Okay quiet down guys, it's time to choose partners." Miss Marie said. Darkstar started slowly making his way through the crowd to the short raven haired reaper with her three white stripes. She smiled at him as he politely declined to be a curly-haired girl's weapon. He already knew who he wanted to be partners with. "Hey sis, had any interesting weapons try to coax you into being their meister?" Darkstar asked, just slightly nervously.
"Oh yes quite a few, I just don't know who to choose." Natasha joked, sensing her friend's uncertainty. As if she would pick anyone above her lanky, purple eyed best friend. "Oh. . . uhm that's. . . that's great sis." Darkstar said downheartedly, obviously he had been too worried to notice the joke." I haven't accepted any of them you moron." Natasha said, punching him on the shoulder. "You know there's only one weapon for me, my doofus of a big brother!" She said, hugging the boy she had basically grown up with.
"Haha was that you asking me to be your weapon? Can I get that on record please?" He asked, smirking. "Pffft yeah you wish pocket knife." She said, grinning at the look now dawning Darkstar's face at her insult. Before he could retort there came a huge bang from the other side of the class.
"What the hell you jerk!" The Michael kid said loudly, his fist turning into a hammer.
He was glaring at a tall boy with semi long brown hair who had apparently kicked Michael into a desk. The brunette just smiled, a badge on his chest stating him as a meister. They stared at each other until Michael broke the stalemate, charging with his weaponized appendage above his head. The unknown boy agilely stepped to the side, the hammer missing him by inches and cracking the floor where he had stood a second ago. He kicked Michael's legs from under him in a sweeping motion. He proceeded to grab the flying weapon and slammed him to the ground.
Michael saw his opponent's hand move and he closed his eyes in anticipation of a blow, but none came. He slowly opened his eyes to the image of the boy standing over him, offering his hand. Michael was confused but took the stranger's hand anyway, being helped to his feet.
"I like you, ya got guts. The name's Valentine, Joey Valentine." The boy said, offering his hand again. "Michael Cleaver." He said, grasping Joey's hand. They grinned at each other and asked in unison, "partners?" They both turned around at the sound of loud laughter from behind Michael.
"This is gonna be an interesting year." Darkstar said, laughing again.
"Indeed." The young Stein voiced from his seat next to Christie.
A/N: Please review and thanks to everyone who read this. Peace out and remember...the bunnies are eeeevvvviiiillllll O_o