Sapphire-of-Death:Hello! Welcome to our story! I'm-

FruitsFan:Shut up! You said I could fucking start the story! Baka!

Sapphire-of-Death:Shush!Remember I am the older so that makes me the superior being!

FruitsFan:*sarcasm*Really? When is you birthday?

Sapphire-of-Death:October 14

FruitsFan:I was born September 23

Sapphire-of-Death:Really? Then why are you in the 7th grade?

FruitsFan:You'd be suprised. I failed kindergarden. I still get orange and purple confused!

Sapphire-of-Death:Dumbass! Now I see why have a 3.7 GPA and you have a - 4.0

FruitsFan:4.0? Wow I'm smart

Sapphire-of-Death:No Dumbass! I said NEGATIVE 4.0!

FruitsFan:Oh!

Black*Star(enters room):Shut up! How can I surpass God with all this noise? My fans are missing me!

Sapphire-of-Death:*Dies of laugher*

FruitsFan:Damn! It's going to take me forever to resurect her! By the way, what fans?

P.S. You beter be lucky we hate Math Class!"


"Ready Ayume?" Kurayami asked. Kurayami in her usual black knee-high boots, black skinny jean, and a bright blue top. Of the two of them, she was absolutely the calmer one. Starting today, Kurayami and Ayume were starting as meister and weapon at the DWMA. Kurayami of course was the , nodding her head and saying "Yep!", was by far more crazy. She always wore a pink mini-skirt, a black top, and red converse sneakers. As the weapon she was always encouraging her meister. Sence she could turn into a weapon she turned into a Black&purple scythe.

"Hey Ayume" "Where's your next class Ayume?" "I'd commit suicide for you Ayume!" the boys at the DWMA shouted at her. The whole time Kurayami mentally face palmed. By the way Ayume held her head, you could tell she was used to this kind of behavior. 'Oh, Ayume first day of school and all the guys want to date you!' thought Kurayami thought. Little did she know that a boy was right there, staring at her perfect symmetry...

*BAM*

Everyone stopped talking , and looked to see Ayume and a white haired boy of their butts. In a second the guys surrounded her, butshe was staring at the boy and he was staring at a deep red, Ayume quickly stood up and apologized to the boy. "I'm Ayume. I'm a new weapon at your-" she bagan, but the boy stood up and was standing over her. "I'm Soul" he said. Pause. A couple of boys whistled loudly "And I'm a weapon to. See you around." he added, leaning in to whisper into her ear. Ayume prayed she wasn't blushing as he turned and walked away... right to a girl. A blond, flat-chested girl with pigtales.

Kurayami, walking over to Ayume, glanced at where she was staring. "Aww," she said "that sucks. No very often a guy sparks your interest, Ayume, Not even when you dated Hikaru, and he was a real looker." Ayume still blushing, smacked her meister on the shoulder. "Jeolous much?" She asked. Then, looking over her meister's shoulder, she began to laugh. "What?" Kurayami asked. "Don't look, but a cute boy with black hair and three white stripes in it is sooooo staring at you!" she whispered. Kurayami turnes around and, to her weapon's amusement, stared the son of the creater of the DWMA.

Death The Kid


Black*Star: What? You don't even have me in this chapter!

FruitFan: Just be happy we were not gonna make you gay or something stupit like that!

Sapphire-of-Death: FruitsFan! You cut it off when Kurayami was meeting Kid!

Soul: Why do you care? It's not like you and Kurayami are the same person!

Kurayami:We are

Soul: Holy Shit!

Kurayami: Just kidding! As far as you know

Ayume & Soul: O.o Oh. Jinx! Double Jinx! Triple Jinx!

FruitsFan: Ya'll would make a cute couple

Soul:*starts singing* So Sexy Ya'll.

I don't knoooow where your going,

or when you're coming hooooome

I left the keys under the mat to our front doooor

Just get your ass home

Ayume:Want to see sexy?

Soul:Yes!

Ayume:*slowly lifts hem of shirt*

Soul:*nose gushes blood*

Ayume:EWWWWW! I was just fixing my shirt!

Sapphire-of-Death:WOW!

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