My Contract with the Grim Reaper

Enjoy chapter 2, and thank you for reading. I hope to update soon XD and review~

There's no definite pairing but it could be a love triangle. By the way I chose Miki Azumi because I took the name from Mikan, except taking the an and adding a i. also Azumi because Mikan took her mother's name instead of using her father's name. You know when you are born you take your father's last name? Well she took her mother's last name now. So it isn't as confusing and there's no need to over think with her name XP

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Chapter 2: A Master

It had been months, after signing a contract with a Grim Reaper. My first month had been terrible. Not only was I force to take classes, lose my bubbly personality, but also do physical labor. From an IQ of 96 it become an IQ of 132—it was tough work that month, and it was all because my master didn't like my stupidity.

And just remembering his words made me aggravated…

"My servants can't be stupid. They can't act childish like you do and they definitely do not act without thinking."

"W-what do you want me to do then?"

"Get rid of it in these few weeks."

So he says…

The first month was studying. I had to learn things from college and I am still in high school! It doesn't end like that, there's more. During my first month I had to learn how to cook too, because master doesn't cook. Once I had got a hang of my studies and my cooking lesson we moved to etiquettes because master is a noble and he doesn't like how I walk and stand.

I got sore ankles, bruised toes, backache, and all other types of muscle pain from the etiquettes lessons. I stood with high heels for hours, with books on top of my head. Then I walked with high heels and books on top of my head, for hours. After all that hard work my master just shrugged and said "More practice," that was the last straw. I was about to murder someone.

The second month into my training; my master made me learn martial arts and increase my stamina. It was a living nightmare, now I got broken bones, sleepless nights, and it doesn't end.

Combat fight was the prime lesson for me, because I was his bodyguard in a way—meaning I had to risk my life when he was in danger. But he probably doesn't need it, seeing he is the second top Grim Reaper in the Grim Reaper School AKA Hartcourt High School (HHS).

Every day I woke up with the same routine. Classes, lessons, fighting, and serving my master. He called me whenever he felt like it, not caring the time, the place and the situation. That means he called me 3:44 A.M. just to get him a cup of water. It means that during the middle of my shower I had to step out and cook him breakfast around noon. Yeah, what a better life I got. Note the sarcasm I adapted from living with him.

He is arrogant, pain in the ass, bossy, nonchalant, smartass, and a jerk in one person. Sometimes I think he does it on purpose.

Now it had been three months and he is finally satisfied, now I'm going to attend the same school as him. He felt I would embarrass him because of my stupidity so he waited and trained me until I was fit to actually stand with him—that's why my enrollment to HHS had been delayed (or so I think).

So now that you are filled in on my living nightmare, I shall return to the point. Right now I am standing outside of class 0A which is Rai—I mean my master's class.

I heard my cue—the teacher saying "We have a transfer student"—and opened the door.

--Natsume--

The first week after Mikan had passed away was horrible. Everything seems upside down, nothing seems right anymore. When she was still here, my life had been perfect. I looked forward everyday in seeing her, she was why I got my ass off the bed and went to school. Without her there's no meaning in going to that dumbshit; I'm a genius and I could had graduated college if I wanted to.

So I never went back to school that whole month. I walked aimlessly, to her favorite places, and where we used to hang out. Memories kept coming when I saw something familiar; her voice would echo inside my head and every word she ever utter I remembered. It made my heart ached, it clenched and left a bad after taste in my tongue.

How I wanted to see her, how I wanted to forget our time together. It hurts so much, and she had left so suddenly too. I ended up fighting in the alley with random gangsters, and I nearly killed one but something stopped me. Her voice. Her cheerful laugh, why did you leave me, Mikan?

The day of her funeral, everyone cried, her mother had almost collapsed in the ground mourning for her daughter. But somehow she had managed to stand straight instead, and only one tear had managed to escape. After all, her mother is a captain in the armies, and Yuka Sakura did not wail.

I didn't cry. I couldn't. I had cried enough the day she fell limp on my hands, the day I heard her response—god was cruel. She died in my hands saying she loved me.

Hotaru had a few tears on her face, but she looked just as expressionless as always. Yet her eyes were bloodshot, she probably cried a lot before coming to the funeral and her poker mask barely covered her pained feelings.

Ruka was by her side, tears unwilling falling. He was paler than usual and somehow lifeless as he stood staring at the stone with Mikan's name on it.

But the world kept moving; the earth kept going in circles and days still passed. But my time had stopped; everything seems black and white just like the time father and mother died. Just like the time before I met Mikan.

Two months had passed and I haven't gone to school at all. Staying in here only brought back my memories with her, I decided to go abroad and study. To busy myself and try to move on or at least forget about her—but I can't, I treasure my moments with her even if she's dead. At the end, my best choice was to study in New York, America—far from Tokyo, Japan.

I was right now sitting in the first class seats next to the window in the airplane. Aoi had decided to stay back in Tokyo with aunt Misaki, someone who had taken us in when both father and mother passed away.

I listened to my iPod—when I stared back at the screen it seem I had unconsciously went to the photos section. What I saw made my heart clench, it was a photo of me and Mikan in the beach with Hotaru and Ruka. But my eyes were glued on Mikan's figure instead. You are watching me from heaven, right Mikan?

--Mikan--

Once I opened the door, I was attacked by playing cards, fireballs, and sharp knives. 'What you would expect from a Grim Reaper school' I thought sarcastically as I avoided the attacks gracefully and even cached the flying cards in one hand and the other hand caching the knives.

The teacher did nothing but stare, like if I got hurt it would mean I was unfit in this class. I guess I was right when the teacher sighed and made a face at me. I ignored it and kept walking. I'm not accepted already, huh.

"My name is Miki Azumi," I said elegantly as I curtsied in front of the class. Once in my normal position the teacher explained my sudden enrollment to the students. While Mr. Cyth talked I studied my classmates yet still listening—I'm multitasked now, since my master says his servants must be (what an explanation)—since the conversation might turn back to me again.

"Ms. Miki is Mr. Rai's servant and partner for assignments" Mr. Cyth said. Assignments? Right, killing people is school work. What a nice way to call it. I said inwardly, while studying my classmates. There was a blond guy sitting in the very back with feet on top of his desk, he stared me down and had a cocky smirk on his gorgeous face. Once our gaze met he flopped his feet down, one elbow placed on the desk now and his chin resting on his palm.

His smirk grew but I broke the eye contact and studied the others, ignoring him. There was a tall guy sitting on the middle, arms folded across his chest looking bore until I met his cerulean eyes. He looked interested now but I switched my gaze to the others, while still hearing the teacher talk.

"…She had been trained by the Hart family, but she is still human…"

I studied some of the female students. One had long curly pink hair, with emerald orbs, heart shaped face, a body of a model, and a furious expression. Our eyes met briefly and she glared intensely but I ignored it and went to the next female (Which made her burn in anger). The next girl had short dark blue hair, with cold features, onyx eyes, and she stared at me blankly.

Then I met mismatched colored eyes, one amnesty and the other sky blue, his hair was white dyed and his eyebrows were white dyed also, and he wore the uniform messily. I ignored the cold aura he gave off and kept scanning the remaining students.

"…So, Ms. Miki anything else you want to add?" Mr. Cyth stared at me, and I stared at everyone in the room. "No." I replied, walking my way to my master even thought the teacher hasn't assigned my seat yet. Not that it mattered, most seats where empty and no one was seating close to anyone. I sat next to my master as he stared blankly at the window next to him, not acknowledging my existence.

A few seconds later the teacher began the class, and I watched as he wrote math problems; but inside I wondered what I should cook for dinner while I solved the equation. After that living nightmare, this equation which I could have never solved when I was Mikan Sakura was now like breathing.

--Lunch time--

"Hey, so how are you doing in class?" the tall guy who sat in the middle asked me, with a small grin any girl would died for. Not in my case though, after taking acting lessons I was able to hide my emotions and I could fake emotions—my master said his servants never expresses themselves openly like I do, so I had to fix it.

"Fine, why?" I answered, looking up to stare at bluish green irises. His smile grew, as he sat on top of the empty desk next to mine.

"Well, you are human, but you got great reflexes and to beat it you are Rai's partner." He said, eyeing at Rai before returning his gaze back to me.

"Your name?" Why does master seem such a big deal in school? He is the second best but that's not it is it?

"I'm Ian Van Rijn third rank, is nice to meet you Miki."

"Nice to meet you too Ian," A third rank? That's pretty good…

"Do you know the system in the school?" He asked.

"Kinda…"

The school system—containing of four divisions: Slayer, Watcher, Seeker, and Healer.

Slayers are the ones' studying to be Grim Reapers, they practice combat fight, study different types of martial arts and swordsmanship, studying human bodies: mentally and physically, and normal classes like any human high schooler. They usually partner with other's Slayers instead of Seekers since they are weak in physical combat. Majored Slayers become Grim Reapers—who are highly respected in Hell.

Watchers are the ones who are both physically strong and mentally as well. Their assignments are different from Slayers, they watch us (Slayers) and score our grades depending how we do our job. They only help us when we are in extreme danger but if they think we are not they don't help. They also report our progress to the teachers. They study the same thing as Slayers minus studying humans and less physical training.

Seekers have humans and hellions (people from Hell), they have special ability in seeing people's soul and they are the ones' who finds the next victims for the Slayers. They study like normal high school, plus learning how to control their special ability, and how to seek their targets. If you major as a Seeker, you would work for the Elite Court: Hell's Government and seek humans for the majored Grim Reapers. Seekers can also be partnered with a Grim Reaper in School to hunt down their target but is unusual for them to partner in school--is mostly when they are majored.

Healers are the ones' with special ability in healing which are far greater than human technology. They study human bodies: mentally and physically, so is studying hellions, medicine, they also study like normal high schooler and do normal P.E. instead of physical combat classes like the Slayers and Watchers. Those who major in Healers become doctors in Hell who are respected—but not as much as GR.

Not only does the school have divisions, but they divide their students by grades and those in the top six of their divisions are in a special class. But Slayers have a different system; those top six get to choose a partner for their assignment while the other divisions can't. Therefore the Slayer class has a total of 12 students instead of 6.

All the students take a test at the end of each year for the next choosing, their ranks changes depending on their grade in the test. If they score high enough they enter the top six in their division, and those in the top six that did not score higher lose its position. Simple.

"Hey Rai, I never heard you had such a cute servant." Someone from the back said, his royal blue eyes stared at me all the while.

"Because I never told you," Rai spoke for the first time since I came. I glanced at the classroom, and everyone seems to stop once they heard the blonde's voice—why?

"Do you mind if I have her?" The blonde's hand held my chin, studying my features as I studied his. Up close the blonde was even hotter than he did when he sat at the back. His royal blue eyes seem deeper and somehow glowed, his eyelashes are extremely long, his skin is fair, he was as tall as Ian, he was nicely built, and his skin was sun kissed. He looked almost too perfect.

Master turned to glare at him, and before he could order me I did it out of instinct and slapped his hand away. He looked surprise like he didn't see it coming and some of my classmates looked shock, like I must be out of my mind. How important is he anyway?

"I apologized but I'm not yours to take, master will always be my only master." I replied tonelessly, my blank face intact as I stared at him.

"Is that so? Even if he says he will give you to me?" He looked aloof again as he sat on top of my desk and eyed master before staring at me again.

"The day he says that would be the day I no longer serve him." I answered, with a smirk on my face as I stood close to my master. If he was surprise he didn't show it, his smile only got wider as he spoke.

"I like you," He said before turning to master and added "Is she really your servant Rai?"

"Of course, it is expected of the Hart family. If she doesn't score our expectation she isn't my servant." Master said coldly, his amber eyes shining in gold.

"Miki," he gave me a pitiful face that said: I-feel-bad-for-you-to stitch-with-such-an-asshole. I only stared blankly, if I responded master will give me more work when we get back to his condo, and I wasn't going to suffer.

"My name is Ace D'Anti first rank, Rai's best friend." He smirked at Rai's twitching eyebrow when he heard "best friend".

"Rivals," Master corrected, he looked pissed and I would be the one to suffer when we get back. I hope he won't order me at midnight just to prepare him some coffee and snack and come to his room during the morning just to find them untouched. Note: he is especially bossy when he is pissed.


"We have arrived in New York La Guardia Airport, thank you for riding Japan Airlines." The speaker said. Natsume stared at the window, the sun had set but his eyes had a new set goal. He glanced at his iPod; the picture of Mikan smiling happily as she stood with sunflowers surrounding her. Watch me Mikan, I would fulfill the promise I made…


To be continued...

So here is chapter 2, I had deleted all my chapters of my last My Contract so I had lost some of the characters' name so I changed their names or last name—so here is a warning. Now that I don't have my past work, I don't have any help in remembering in the characters I created (their names and looks) so if their name or looks is different you know why. Anyway please review!