Chapter 2 – DWMA

Chapter 2 – The DWMA

The shadow then revealed itself. It stood out from the darkness with the sun's light making the person's form more visible. The shadow disappeared and what could then be seen was a 15 year old boy in a black and white suit, he also had black hair which had three white, horizontal lines on the left side but not on the right.

"Who is that…?"

The girl spoke nervously but Kuro quickly put his free hand over her mouth and whispered in her ear "we've got to hide." She nodded and the two crawled silently behind a dumpster in the still dark alleyway. After a moment, Kuro peeked his head around and saw the weird boy muttering out words he couldn't quite understand. The boy's arms were stretched out in front of him and the floating red 'soul' ball was absorbed into his body. It wasn't like before when the man ate the cat soul, this soul simply synched into his body!

After this supernatural trade was done, the boy threw his weapons into the air and they transformed into two pretty teens with the flash of a pink light. The taller girl had dirty blonde hair and complained about her sore back. The smaller one – with larger breasts – had bleach blonde hair and she was giggling, seemingly off in her own little world.

It was then that Kuro collapsed; his gaping wound began to surge out a deep crimson liquid. The girl gasped quietly, but the boy in the black suit heard it instantly "you two, get back into your weapon form, we're not alone!" he ordered with care.

"On it!" the two girls agreed immediately and the pink flash of light was once again seen. They appeared once again in the boy's hands, both of a desert eagle 50cal hand gun type. The boy quickly found the two hiding and aimed down his sights. But then he hesitated.

"A little girl?"

The little girl was cowering in the corner, trying to hide herself from him to no avail. Kuro slowly picked himself up, trembling from the pain. He wielded a katana and was ready to fight to the death "LEAVE US ALONE!" He tried to swing his katana but all of his strength had been drained and he fell forwards onto the other boy's arms. The boy wielding the twin pistols gave a confused look but retained his nonchalant facial expression.

"No, don't kill him!" the little girl screamed, clearly crying her eyes out. She lifted her fist and tried to punch with all her might at the boy with guns, but that attempt failed.

The guns transformed back into their human forms and waited for what would happen next.

The boy immediately told the girls to go to the academy and alert Dr. Stein of the current situation and to be ready for his arrival. The girls nodded and went off in another direction for the academy.

The boy placed Kuro onto the ground, laying him in a symmetrical position, and then turned to face the girl. He placed his hands on her shoulders and looked into her eyes with his own golden orbs. "Don't worry; I'm not here to hurt you. Now, your friend needs medical attention quickly, so I need you and him to accompany me to the DWMA. His life is at risk so we must hurry, do you understand?"

The girl nodded with tears still dripping down her face but she gave a half smile of gratitude.

"Now, let me introduce myself. My name is Death the Kid."

Later In That DWMA Infirmary

Kuro awoke to the weird feelings of blurred vision and a sore head – what did he expect? He looked up and fixed his gaze on what he could tell was a man with shaggy, grey hair, a screw going through his head and he was also wearing a long white – strangely stitched – lab coat.

Little to Kuro's knowledge; the man before him was Dr. Stein, he was a three-star meister, a professor at the DWMA and the best doctor around – also a mad scientist, but that's not important is it?

"Well you're finally awake? So how are you feeling?" Stein spoke in calm and happy tone. Kuro then attempted to lift himself up but with no success. "Easy there, you've got a pretty bad wound so you should rest for a while." Stein spoke once again as he saw Kuro groaning from the pain of his healing wound.

Kuro stopped, letting his body relax and his head to fall onto his pillow. He looked up to see an ID card on Dr. Stein, glaring at it in hope to find out more about him.

Dr. Stein brought out a clip board with a piece of paper clipped onto it; which said registration at the top. "Now, if you could answer some questions, that would be great. First thing; what's your name?"

"It's Kuro. Kuro Miyuda."

"Okay, Kuro… Do you have any family or close friends?"

"Yea-" Kuro stopped and looked down with a sigh. "No, they're dead."

"Sorry to hear that." Stein went on to the next question after a moment. "How old are you?"

"13 years old."

"Okay, do you have weapon abilities or any training with any kind of weapon?"

"Umm… I'm not a weapon but I have had some practice with a few different kinds of weapons…" Kuro thought for a little while then raised a brow.

Stein put down the clipboard "well, that's all for now" he looked towards the door. "Your little girlfriend will be happy your alright" he smirked jokingly.

"G…G…G…Girlfriend?" Kuro exclaimed in a confused manner and with a dumbfounded facial expression.

Stein was also confused "calm down, she's outside. I'll send her through."

After Stein left, the mystery girl entered. Kuro tried to sit up once again but the pain was unbearable and soon he plopped back down in annoyance.

The girl walked closer and closer, and then finally stood next to his bed. "Thank you, if it wasn't for you then…" the tears were dripping from her sparkling eyes and down her rosy face as she remembered the horrible incident which took place a few hours ago.

"Hey, don't cry! He was just a bad man and he got what was coming to him. Now, how about you tell me your name." Kuro tried to cheer her up from the pits of that dark memory.

She lifted her head and gazed into his eyes "Yuka…Shikimoreu… And that monster you saved me from is…. Was my uncle" Yuka sat on the bed beside Kuro and looked straight into his eyes as he looked straight into hers. "Why did you do it… Why did you rescue an orphan like me?"

Kuro could see all the trouble and fear in Yuka's eyes. "I don't know, it was liked something pulled me in" he looked down for a moment in thought but looked up into her eyes once again "I guess we have something in common, though."

Yuka grabbed a heart shaped locket which was dangling around her neck and down to her chest, and placed her hand on top of his.

Kuro blushed and looked away with a half smile, ready to change the subject. He looked up at the clock on the wall to see that it was now 10 o'clock pm – the events earlier had taken place at 6 o'clock am. "You've been here a while…" he whispered. "So, do you have anywhere to sleep?" he asked.

Yuka's head fell slightly "no… I can't go back home since what happened and I'm too scared to go on my own…"she spoke shyly.

Kuro shimmied over to his left side of his bed and motioned for her to get in. "You can stay with me for now. And I promise, I'll protect you no matter what" he flashed a large, assuring smile.

Yuka crawled up beside him and kissed his cheek gently with soft lips, light whispering "my hero…" She smiled back and lay down, drifting off into bliss beside him.