Witch Meister!
A Soul Eater fanfiction
Written by: FossilQueen1984
Disclaimer: Yay for first chapters in a new fandom. Well, Soul Eater is a new story writing fandom for me, anyway. Special shoutouts to: InsanityOvercoming for her story fav and really sweet review. Keep those SoMa stories coming, and this'll definitely be a mutichapter story, sis! NightmareTheFoxWitch (love the name, very snazzy) and Withengar-Void Walker, thanks a bunch for the follows- thrilled to see I'm trending. WHOOO! Chocolate chip cookies for everyone! Keep those faves, follows and reviews coming. Chapter 3 is where we will see our favorite munchkin preparing for class placement into the EAT or NOT class, haven't decided where Angela will be placed yet. For chapter 2, it's going to be some super kawaii sisterly bonding between Kim and Angela. On with the story.
Suggested Soundtrack: On a Clear Day…/Departure/A Town With an Ocean View/Sanpo- Kiki's Delivery Service and My Neighbor Totoro soundtracks, all music written by Joe Hisaishi
Chapter 2: Girls Night In!
Mifune had to admit, there were quite a few perks to working at the DWMA as a teacher. First of all, he was bringing a paycheck that paid ten times over what being a paid bodyguard could ever bring in. Secondly, the apartment he was renting for himself and Angela overlooked the school gardens, so it was nice and quiet for the times he needed to meditate. Third, he got along well with the other staff members. It took some time for some of the staff to get around to trusting him, he had been hired muscle for Arachnophobia originally. However, when they saw him greet Angela after a day at kindergarten or a play date with her best friend in the whole wide world, Rachel, their stiff knee jerk reactions subsided, and soon he was inundated with social invitations: bar crawling with Death Scythe and Sid, science lectures with Franken and Marie, you name it he did it. Fourth, and maybe best of all, he got to push a certain young meister beyond his limits. Oh, how he enjoyed pushing BlackStar to his limits.
Today was no different, as Mifune had all the meisters and weapons in Class Crescent Moon test their own physical limits with a day-long training session. Even though BlackStar was the only real ninja among the group, Mifune believed that everyone could use the training to strengthen their senses and figure out how much they could push the human body. Indeed, it was amazing to see just how far you could go and not ever know how much potential you really had. Maka Albarn, Death Scythe's daughter had gone first. Mifune had wanted her to take off her long jacket at first, but realized that it could serve as a test. Indeed, Maka had trouble dodging enemies while balancing on the bamboo posts because her jacket kept getting caught. However, she was able to use this to her advantage and was soon using her jacket as a decoy. At the end of her turn, it was torn up rather badly but Mifune congratulated Maka and told her by using it as a decoy, she allowed herself more time to formulate a plan for destroying the enemy.
Soul had gone next, getting his clothes torn up by such an "easy" enemy was so not cool. Ergo, he turned himself into his scythe form and waited…until the enemy wore itself out. Just when the training robot had shut down, Soul took his human form again before ripping the droid to shreds with his bare hands. Mifune admitted that Soul was clever to think of that, but to also have a Plan B in case he couldn't ride out the attack in weapon form. Death the Kid and Crona had no problems with their lessons, and neither did Tsubaki, Liz, Patty, Kim, and Liz, Ox or anyone else. Finally, it was BlackStars's turn.
Cracking his knuckles, the hyper teal-haired kid shouted, "Yahoo, make way for BlackStar, the greatest meister under the sun! Make way for the One who will surpass God!" Elbowing his was to the front of the crowd, he nodded to Mifune and then gazed over at the lesson area. Already, the bamboo stumps were up and several wood and punching bag covered robotic dummies sat listlessly in the early spring afternoon sunshine, waiting for activation. This was going to be way too easy, and he said so publically. "Are you certain that this will be a simple exercise? You should never underestimate your enemies," Mifune warned him, a smile ghosting his lips.
BlackStar burst out laughing, "Calm down, Obi-wan Kenobi. Enemies don't scare me, for I AM BLACKSTAR, NINJA MEISTER WHO WILL SURPASS GOD! HAHAHAHA." Cracking his knuckles, he took a running start and leapt nearly thirty feet in the air before landing on the bamboo stumps. Sticking his head in the air like a victorious general on parade, he boasted, "Come on, you wimpy machines. Let's see what you've got." THWACK! Wasting no time, a bamboo stump shot up from the ground while BlackStar was monolouging and hit him square on the chin. Teenage ninja went flying, but he managed to right himself. Nobody screws with BlackStar, nobody does damn it. You hear me, he thought as he viciously tore at the bamboo stumps with his hands and teeth. He propelled himself on his feet towards the robots, never mind that his blood was spraying all over the place. Mifune merely shook his head.
"Think some shitty robot can defeat the likes of me, think again," BlackStar croaked. The blood loss had slowed him down ever so slightly, so when BlackStar grabbed at the machine, he pulled back the robot's linen covering… and suffered a third degree nosebleed. Stapled to the robot was a nude picture of a random woman's tits and torso. So incapacitated by the beauty of the picture, BlackStar hardly had the energy to stand up. Tsubaki carried him back to the group. After hooking him up to the IV, Mifune told him, "I gotta give you props, BlackStar. You did a good job regaining your footing and going in for the kill. However, you didn't heed my advice." BlackStar broke out into giggles and told him that when you were going to surpass God, you would always win.
Mifune nodded slowly, "That may be, that may be. However, you are only 13 years old and have yet to surpass God. Yes, you defeated Asura. But you are still young, and many more enemies will face you as you walk your path. Therefore, you need to expect the unexpected. Anyone you meet in battle is capable of doing anything, including things you didn't think were possible. Everyone passed this lesson, except you, BlackStar. Tsubaki, please take him to the infirmary and see he gets food and rest. You both are to report back here at sundown. I intend for BlackStar to pass this lesson, even if it takes him all night." Tsubaki nodded and as he was carried away, BlackStar gave Mifune a thumbs up.
The rest of the day went like clockwork for Mifune, he graded some exams, taught two lectures, researched some textbooks he considered ordering and arranged for Angela to see a pediatric dentist for her bi-annual tooth cleaning. By the time he was done, the clock in the DWMA staff lounge read 5:25! Almost time to pick up Angela, but what about his lesson? Looks like he would have to hire a babysitter.
Kim Diehl often babysat for family and friends back home in Falls Church, Virginia so when Mifune caught her on the way to the dining hall with Jackie, she wasn't surprised. "Sure, I'll babysit. Since it's short notice, I'm charging extra. $15 an hour. How late are you going to be with BlackStar," she asked Mifune as they walked towards the school's main gates. Mifune replied he didn't know, hopefully before midnight and realistically before dawn. By now, they had gotten to the apartment and Mifune had gone to get Angela.
While Mifune was picking up his ward, Kim decided to start cooking dinner. This would be her first real chance to spend some alone time with the little witch. Angela was so kawaii, but she was also loud, impulsive and inquisitive. All typical things for a six year old, so what to do? It was here inspiration struck her! Thanking God, she broke out a box of Macaroni and Cheese and began formulating a plan of the night's activities.
Just then, the front door opened and from the dining room where she was serving up dinner, Kim could hear Angela's cheerful prattling. "The zoo was so much fun today, Mifune. Did you know that panda's aren't really bears at all? There were so many cool things, I liked them all, except for the deep sea fish at the aquarium," the child informed her caretaker as they took off their coats. Angela spied Kim and shouted, "Yay, Kim came over to play. Is Kim babysitting me tonight?" Kim grinned, "I sure am. We are going to have so much fun tonight." Sitting the small one down to eat, Kim waved good bye to Mifune and began Operation: Girls Night In.
Over their dinner, Angela couldn't help but admire Kim's hands. They were a pale peach color and gently shaped, the way a piano player's hands are sculpted. Kim's nails were so shiny, how did they get that way? Would it be rude to ask? Angela gazed at her own glove-clad hands, would they look the same? She had never taken them off, so she was very curious. Noticing the silence, Kim queried if everything was all right.
"Kim, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, Angela. What do you want to ask me about?"
"Hands."
"Hands? What about them?"
Angela glanced down at her own hands and her face flushed in embarrassment. Suddenly, it all clicked in Kim's mind. Angela had probably worn gloves her whole life and wanted to know what her own hands looked like. Poor little kid. Well, she could correct that faux pas right now. With dinner finished, Kim walked around to where Angela was seated and gave her a great big hug. Angela was surprised and Kim explained, "Okay, I get it now. You're curious about my hands because I got a manicure today. Come on, let's go to the bathroom for a moment." Taking Angela's hand, Kim led her to the bathroom and had the small one sit down on the toilet seat.
Kim held out her hands to let Angela explore them. She explained that everyone had them, how they could sense things they touched and very carefully pulled off the linen gloves that had encased Angela's hands for so long. To her joy, there they were- 10 little pink fingers with nails and everything. Laughing, Angela danced around the apartment, singing "I've got fingers and hands" and touching everything within reach. Well, everything Kim would let her touch anyway. Throwing away the gloves, Angela consented to Kim trimming her fingernails after her hands were thoroughly scrubbed. It was after this Angela requested Kim make her nails shiny. Kim countered kindly that Angela was still too young for a manicure, but she could buff her nails. Angela agreed and so when that was done, she got ready for bed while Kim made popcorn and they watched a movie.
The movie that Kim and Angela watched that night was one of Kim's favorites, Castle in the Sky. Angela had never watched a Studio Ghibli film before, but she loved it. It was funny, exciting and a little bit scary. For the scary bits, she cuddled with Kim and shut her eyes. Once the end credits had stopped rolling, Angela had drifted off to sleep. It had been a good evening.
Once Angela was in her room, Kim thought about the evening as she cleaned up the remaining messes in the apartment. It had struck her as funny that Angela would be obsessed with hands, but the little girl had a legitimate interest in them. She had worn gloves all her life, and in a way this had muted her sense of touch. True, the gloves had protected her hands when she had been all alone at first, and then roaming around with Mifune. But now, she had a home, friends, and school- the ingredients of a normal life for most. It made sense it would take time for Angela to adjust to the changes in her life, and these were indeed major changes. Her whole life had changed drastically and she was acting how any child would. Witch or not, Angela Leon was a little girl. With the discarding of her gloves, it seemed to Kim that Angela was ready to accept life in Death City fully.
It was here that Mifune walked into the door. He was covered in sweat and mud, the testing with BlackStar had not taken as long as he thought. Kim looked up, the time was 10:45. She grinned, the lesson must have taken. Checking in on Angela, Mifune gasped, "Where are Angela's gloves?" Kim explained Angela's interest in her hands earlier and how Angela wanted to know what it was like to have hands. Mifune listened to Kim's thoughts on the matter as he walked her back to the student dorms.
"You're correct of course, Angela wants to have hands like everyone else. She's worn them long enough without experiencing life to its fullest, she is ready to do so," he agreed as they parted. From that day on, Angela Leon would never wear gloves unless necessary in order to make up for the lost time being covered. True, it had been for her own protection, but it had cost Angela her freedom. The freedom to explore and enjoy life as small children do. Now, Angela was free to enjoy life and follow the path she felt like following.
