Shibusen Class assignment: Poetry

Poem one:

Grind, grind… krrick… clang!

"hng-argh!" The chair that had just skid into the classroom fell backwardly as it revealed Dr. Stein.

"Okay~ Let's start the lesson. Today we will be doing something different from the usual~"

The whole class was filled with murmurs of curiousness and confusion. One valiant student raised his hand and asked the question no one had directly mentioned

"We aren't dissecting?"

"No~ I used up all the materials yesterday night. The entire rare specimen got extinct." The doctor's face lightened up in bliss at the fond memory "I got too excited that got carried away, sorry…I should have left some for you~" All the students shuddered. The same courageous one asked again,

"So what are we doing today?"

"Poetry."

Everybody was left speechless. Stein just continued "Well you see, for a perfect resonance it is important to know your partner but it is also very important to know yourself." The teacher flipped his chair into the right position and spun to face his audience "That's why each one of you is going to write a poem. And to the shy ones: Don't worry; only I will read it. Anyone who tries to peek will go through a… painful experience… Black star you know what I'm talking about, ne?" Black star paled as he was reminded of the consequences of his attempted exam-stealing-genius-plan and the doctor smiled approvingly as he continued "It's not obligatory. It's just a self- assignment for you to do in your house. So you won't lose anything by trying, but if you don't … Well, you will be missing a great lesson and chance to become stronger." Ambitious eyes gathered in interest and Stein smirked "And yes, I mean you'll miss a big step towards becoming a death scythe."

However some faces still expressed doubt and frowns. Soul, one of the party, raised his hand

"But it's cheesy; it's not cool to write a … gloomy poem. It's soo Maka-like…" as he said the last words, the boy died on the spot because of skull-crack.

"The poem does not necessarily have to be something depressing, Soul. It can be about anything. And anyways, cheesy, as you call it, is what the world needs. As a whole scientist I am very knowledgeable about human psychology. When humans write something down, they tend to organize their thoughts and therefore understand them."

"Oooh.. such a deep meaning…"

"Fascinating isn't it? Human's minds never cease to surprise me … I mean human brains…". The students decided to pretend they hadn't listened. They felt safer that way. "Anyways, here is a little poem written by myself" Dr. Stein cleared his throat and started reciting

"The title is 'Dissection lullaby'

Sleep, sleep little body.

Wonderful creation of God.

My blood boils, my head spins,

My hands travel your skin,

Your smooth pale skin.

Oh the excitement,

Oh the fascination;

Where should I mark? Where should I cut?

Where shall I put the first the knife?

Sleep, sleep little body.

That of human, frog or mouse.

No drop of blood will you see,

No fingers will be away peeled.

I'll only slice, take out and close.

Do not fear, do not tremble,

Just sleep, sleep little body.

You'll never know."

Stein finished reading, looked at his students, and smiled. "How was it?"

Out of pure and genuine fear, no one said anything. Maka, who was in the verge of crying, was the only one who whispered as she got out the classroom

"I miss papa.." and everyone silently agreed.

…….

Author notes:

As you see, I used bits of the manga itself here and there to suit the text…

I'm going to fill this one with lots of poems of all kinds. Some will be funny or about happy things, some will express real feelings, and others will be depressive (most probably chrona's). But I'll try my best for the ones with real feelings to not sound so… cheesy and not-very-pleasant-to-read.

I'll be doing Maka's, Soul's, most of the shibusen students and even witches' as well. Also it will follow a certain story line, although there won't be a real 'plot' going on…

So… liked the poem? Sorry if it wasn't that good (and maybe an insane one would have suited him better; I'll write one afterwards) but still… I don't know how you felt, but I felt a chill run back my spine when I read it after it was done. o.O (I kind of understand how poor spirit sempai felt).

Thanks for reading this! and dont forget to review!