A/N: Heeyyoo! Rynosaur1 here back after way too long. i started writing this story a few months ago and im barely getting around to post it so here you go. let me know what you think.
Andrew Singer walked lazily about the streets of death city, stopping to look at the giant billboards plastered with D.W.M.A students that littered the city. Each one had a different pair or group of students all with quotes from them. It just had to be here of all places he ended up.
"D.W.M.A saved me when I couldn't save myself. Crona." He half chuckled, half sighed. His long blond ponytail swayed in the wind. "If only."
He must have stood there too long because a hand was waved in front of his face causing him to flinch and step back.
"Hey there are you lost?" A tall black haired girl asked in a caring tone. "Are you looking to join the D.W.M.A?"
He looked at the girl. She wore some style of ninja clothes and she had gold star on the front.
"Me? Oh no not really I just got into town a few days ago and I don't really have anyplace to be so I've just been walking around taking in the city." He smiled at how nice she was and pointed at the sign. "Do you happen to know that person?"
"Yes I do in fact Crona is a friend of mine. She is an unbelievable meister." The girl had a bright smile and looked at the billboard in a way that said she was proud to call that person her friend.
"Really I was just wondering because all the other billboards I saw didn't give me the same feeling as this one did." Andrew sighed. "Well it was nice meeting you. My name is Andrew. Andrew Singer."
The woman took his hand firmly but softly at the same time.
"I'm Tsubaki, it was nice meeting you Andrew. Are you looking to join the school?" Tsubaki stepped back and bowed. "If you are follow the billboards south all the way to the school and apply."
"I never thought about it. I've heard of Meisters and weapons but I thought the school found them and brought them here." He scratched his head and sighed. "Besides no one in my family is a Meister or a weapon so there is no way I could be one."
"You never truly know until you find out Mr. Singer. Sometimes Meister talent or weapon potential doesn't appear until a certain age, regardless of if it's in your family history or not." She turned and waved. "It's always worth a shot. See you around I hope."
'Yeah right ME, Andrew Singer could go to a school like THAT, as if.' He thought and started walking again. 'She was the nicest person I've met in this past week.'
The streets twisted and turned until he stood outside of a place called UNCLE BOB'S RUMBA COFFEE. He looked around the area and shrugged.
"Oh what the hell maybe a cup of coffee will settle this wandering soul of mine." With a quick pat to check if he had his wallet on him he stepped into the shop.
He looked at the man behind the counter cleaning glasses and then to a man who was being swooned over by 3 beautiful women.
"This place looks damn near empty. That doesn't bode well for the coffee. They probably only get customers because of the women who work here." He thought aloud and headed to the counter. He pulled out his wallet and flipped through the $4 he had in it.
He placed the 4 crinkled bills on the counter and slide them toward the man.
"$4 worth of the best coffee you have please." He licked his lips waiting for the bitter black water he had grown to love not long before leaving his home town.
With a nod the man set the glass down and reached under the counter to grab large mug.
Andrew watched as the man prepared a fresh cup of coffee. The beans were ground fresh and the boiling water poured over the grounds time after time. After the 5th or 6th time he set it up so it would drip slowly.
"Give it a few minutes kid and you'll have the best coffee around." He picked up the glass he had been cleaning and continued. "Let me guess you new in town?"
Andrew stared at the black water as it dripped slowly into the cup. The smell made his mouth water and he started to fidget.
"Yeah about a week now. So is this coffee as good as it smells?" He was growing impatient but he knew the longer it took to make the coffee the more flavorful it would be.
"Are you a new student at the D.W.M.A or just visiting someone in town?" The man seemed genuinely curious. Andrew shrugged and stretched his arms in front of him.
"Neither actually, I kinda just ended up here on accident." A long yawn stopped him for a moment. He had gotten tired out of nowhere. "When I left my home town took a bus and this was the cheapest ticket outta there."
He looked longingly at the last of his money and hung his head. Those four dollars were all he had left and he spent it on coffee. He hadn't even thought about jetting a job since he got here with $19 left in his pocket.
The man must have noticed his prolonged look at the cash because he slid it back to Andrew.
"I'll tell you what next time you come in here buy two cups and we'll call it good. Besides after this cup you'll definitely be back." A beep behind him made him turn around and fiddle with somethings.
Andrew simply was content just looking around the small building and glanced over at the red haired man as he went to kiss one of the women. Three loud slaps echoed through the area followed by all three women stomping over to the counter.
"How can he just do that without even thinking? Sure he's completely trashed but still calling all three of us his ex-wifes name, really?" The first girl sat and held up three fingers. "Make em strong Bob."
The man behind the counter nodded.
"Just give me a moment Sarah. This kid here is waiting on a rumba special. Just a minute now and you're set kid." Andrew waited patiently until a large steaming cup was slid in front of his face.
A grin went ear to ear and he reached out for the cup and lifted it to his nose. He took a deep breath and enjoyed every moment as the rich smell of fresh coffee flooded his nose and overtook his senses.
A small sip made his eyes go wide and he pause for a moment to set the cup back down. He smacked his lips and practically melted in his chair. He reached forward and slid the money back.
"Definitely worth my last $4." Andrew sighed. "You uh wouldn't happen to know of any places that are hiring by chance would you?"
"Nowhere near here that I know of but I know that the D.W.M.A students get weekly allowances if you qualify for it." Bob picked up the money and went to the cash register. He returned with $0.50 and a piece of paper. "If you're that tight up for cash go here and give him this paper and tell him Bob sent you."
"Franken Stein- Medical evaluation subjects needed. Pays cash." Andrew shivered for some reason but thought nothing of it. "Thanks Bob that's going to help out alot."
"Stein is a very strange guy but he always comes through when a friend's in need." Bob turned to the ladies and started talking to them. Andrew went right back to being absorbed in his coffee and after a while he pushed the empty cup back.
"Thanks Bob I'll definitely be back soon for more of that coffee." He pushed away from the counter and smiled at the women. "Ladies you have a good night."
They smiled and waved him off.
"See you around kid!" Bob hollered as Andrew reached the door."
"Call me Andrew. Andrew Singer." Andrew failed to notice the look that came across Bob's face as he said his name and he headed out into the dark night.
He walked around aimlessly once again just looking for a place to sleep. It was nice out and Andrew enjoyed being outside. He peered into a small alley noticed a corner that seemed to call his name.
"Haha that looks perfect." He propped himself up in the corner and looked up at the stars. "Mom and Dad always told me big cities were filled with bad people and places but this city seems nice and so do the people, maybe because they don't know what we used to do."
After a while he drifted off to sleep and dreamed of his home. Running through the fields of his family's farm and chasing the animals around laughing and playing with his brother and sister.