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Hallo people. So, I'm like hiped up about this one fanfic so here is chap 2. Please guys leave reviews so I know how I'm doing, that's all I want. Advices are welcomed kindly.
As always Soul Eater DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. If it did, Kisa will totally be in there ^ - ^
ENJOY!
(THIS CHAPTER HAS BEEN RE-EDITED FROM THE ORIGINAL VERSION)
Title: Assymetric Beauty
Chapter 2: A Day In Kisa's New Life
My small form collapsed on the bed. I breathed heavily, it seemed to have becomed some kind of habit of mine. Everytime I felt stressed I breathed, it calmed me down… most of the time. I grabbed my bag and got some books out of it, placing them on top of the bed as I walked towards the closet. Our first day at DWMA was an average day I guess. A whole lot talking, a little writting there and a huge assigment on the history of the DWMA academy and it's foundation. I took off all my clothes I put on this old T-shirt that belonged to Kiran a couple of years ago. It only reached mid-thighs, hanging losely below my left shoulder. I took the pony tail off, letting my hair fall losely below my lower back. The stripes on the right side assembling slowly and taking their natural place.
I looked around my room and smile. It was a decent size, pretty good view I'll say and the whole home felt warmy. Maybe I just missed that. The twins had found a nice apartment right on Death City, that way we will be closer to school and we wouldn't have to travel such a long distance or stay at a hotel of some sort.
I ploped down back on my bed grabbing one of my books and a notebook, taking the pencil that was marking the page where we had left off. I've began reading the title slowly.
"Begginigs of DWMA"
"Ugh, I hate history. Mind helping me Kisa?" Kiran stood at my door way. Long sweats and no shirt, exposing his very toned chest to the world. Or to the household members that was, but knowing him, it wouldn't be too long before he showed it to the world.
"You hate school in general" I stated
"One of the main reasons I did not wish to join the damn thing, but no, you two just had to join and see what everything was about huh?"
I just shrugged defeated, there was no real point in arguing with a guy who had for looks what he lacked on brains.
The twins are something worth admiring, in a lot of aspects. They were very well built and good looking, smart, on they're own field obviously, but smart. Loyal non the less, those two would give they're lifes in trade for mine. I love them like the two brothers they were to me. They had been by my side for as long as I could remember, they helped me get this far and I helped them in return as well. We were honestly like a small family if you might say.
"Sit here" I patted the place right next to me and he climbed to my bed sitting at the exact same spot I told him.
"Ok, so what exactly don't you get again?" I said, as he started opening his book.
"I don't get anything on this stupid assigment" he said looking at me with clear-as-glass confusion running through his sapphire eyes.
It made me giggled. This two were complete idiots, but they were funny idiots.
"Mind if I join as well?" Koran said walking towards us, he was wearing a soft blue sleeve-less shirt and some black sweats.
"Not at all" Kiran and I said in unision.
"Dudes, is so silent here. Can I put some music on?"
I nodded as Koran walked over to my I-pod and started flipping through it. Kiran looked at his book again and I eyed Koran to see what he was exactly doing.
"Now that's a good one" he said, a smile breaking his face.
"Which one?" Kiran asked looking up from his book.
Koran connected my I-pod to its speaker and blasted the music high and loud. Through the speakers Breaking Benjamin played, Dear Agony to be more exact.
"Yo are you like a mind reader? I was just thinking of that song "
"Its our song you idiot, we think about it all the time" Koran broke into a smile.
"You are so cold at times you know?" Kiran dramatically sniffed.
"Oh please" Koran's eyes rolled as he sat down infront of us, book opening and I already saw some of the questions neatly answered on his notebook.
I smiled, Koran was the nerd, Kiran was the jerk. That is the reason why I had gotten them. Even though they were twins and had many things in common, they were still different and I liked that about them.
The music kept playing behind us as Kiran made a face at his brother's note.
"You are such a goddamn nerd"
"And you are such a goddamn loser" Koran said looking up at him then back down at his work.
Kiran just 'hmphed' and decided to just look down and pretend to read.
In anything that we did together, whether it was just sitting down relaxing, doing homework or training to keep ourselves in shape, music was always there. It was like the base to everything we did. Music pulled us into a state of mind that I'm guessing not a lot of people understood, well, except that very distinguished family, the Evans. Whom weird enough Kiran was fascinated by.
The chourus started playing in the background while we kept studying, our voices coming over the song every once in a while, mostly explaining something to Kiran.
"Damn it, I love that freaking song" Kiran yelled bobbing his head, completely stopping his work to feel the song, the beat, the emotions. I agreed with him, it was a powerful song, but more powerful was the grade he would get in this if he didn't get working.
"Yeah and Dr. Stein is gonna love putting the first F on your grade because of this assigment, which may I remind you, you are not doing" Koran snickered.
"Yo dude, you ruin my mood always" Kiran said.
Koran's sapphire eyes rolled and then stared at me weirdly as the song kept playing in the background, staring up and down at my body.
"You Ok?"
"You look good" he stated looking back to his book
"You too" I smiled and went back to my own book.
"So, about that Death dude?" Kiran said, breaking the sudden silence.
Did Kiran know how to stay quite for more than a minute? I don't think he fully understood the meaning of quiet study time.
"What about him?"
"What's his problem?"
"OCD" I answered, like if I was him and not Kisa.
"With?" Koran asked, suddenly interested, eyeing me very carefully.
"Symmetry" I simply stated.
"How you know?" Kiran asked
"Really simple if you think about it, the dude just jumps to the conclusion I'm a disgrace because I'm asymmetrical?"
"That does scream OCD to me" Koran shrugged
"Me too" Kiran agreed with his brother.
We sat there, hours passing and we just discussed a few problems and then the guys went to they're own rooms, leaving me alone once again.
I walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge and getting out everything I could find that was edible and wouldn't make me sick at the same time. My little mixture resulted in a cheese and ham sandwich with some chocolate milk. Not much but it kept my stomach from complaining.
A small bepping sound alerted me that it was garbage day. I looked at myself and what I was wearing, the T-shirt and nothing else under it (except the obvious), but me and my morals weren't really on the same page, so going down in this didn't really matter to me. I gather all the garbage and walked down the flight of stairs, finding a few disgusted old eyes starring at me. I shrugged off the glares and kept walking. I, unlike them, had a body to show.
Right at the garbage truck a white haired guy stood. He turned around and gave me a sharp-thoothed smile. He looked familiar from somewhere. But where?
"Kisa right?" he asked.
"Yeah" I said as I handed the trash to the people of the truck while they looked at me up and down like there was no limit to they're stare. I glared at them, making them quickly move they're gaze. Right there it clicked where I seen the guy standing behind me.
"Soul?" I asked turning back to the red-eyed teen.
"Yeah, by the way, Maka loves your eyes" he said walking beside me into the building again, the old people giving us glares of disgust, in which point I noticed that Soul had no shirt on. Much to say about self-decency amoung this decade's generation huh?
"Really, tell her thanks" I said smiling.
"Yeah, they're cute I'll say. Silverish, very rare color actually"
"Same to you, redish, very sexy I have to say" I said smiling and realizing for the second surprise today that he was my next door neighboor.
"Well thanks" he said with a sexy, sharp-thooted smile.
"You're pretty cute yourself, I mean, the garbage guy thought so too"
I laughed with him.
"Well, I'm guessing I'll see you tomorrow at DWMA?" he asked and I nodded.
I opened the door and went directly to my room, lying down and quickly falling asleep.
Suddenly that dream came again…
Few small notes LOL. This was more of a filler chap just to understand the characters a little better, or if you are over there saying "Nah, I'm not buying that BS" than you can call it effects of the fact that is 6:35 A.M and I haven't gone to bed yet O.o.
Wells anyhow, this chap I didn't like that much but I promise to get better. Hopefully you guys like this.
Thankies for reading.
