Another short chapter, but hopefully I can get the ball rolling after this week. Finals will be done so yay! Hope you guys enjoy, leave me some love!
P.S. I still don't own Soul Eater
"Six minutes late, Spirit~" Lord Death lightly chastised. 'Could've been worse considering the morning I've had,' Spirit thought. "Maka seems to be doing well with her weapon. She is a chip off her mother's block for sure!" 'Great. First erotic dreams, then tardiness, then he mentions my darling daughter who wants nothing to do with me and the woman who ruined my life.
"I should've called in sick." Silence. Lord Death turned to Spirit and even with that ridiculous mask on he can tell he's looking at him suspiciously. "Did I say that out loud?"
"Sure did. Is there something wrong, Death Scythe?" the Shinigami asked seriously.
"No Sir. Just tired. Didn't sleep well, hehe." Spirit replied hoping to unconcern his meister and keep the blush trying to make its way onto his face disappear. Lord Death took off his mask and looked at his weapon. Those eyes. Those golden eyes felt as if they were piercing Spirit's soul. In fact, that may have actually been the case. The Shinigami came up to Spirit and placed an over-sized hand on his shoulder. The weapon shut his eyes instinctively preparing for a "Reaper Chop," but it never came. He opened his eyes to find Death back over by the mirror with his mask back on. As if nothing had transpired between the two.
"Spirit, I'm about to ask Stein to come back to the school. I'm thinking of using him as a remedial lesson for a few students, Maka included. I could also use him on the staff as well. Would…that be okay with you?" And the final blow. Spirit's crazy first meister that dissected him in his sleep who he still had mixed feelings about. Excellent.
"It's your decision, sir. If you think that it would be for the best, then I support it.." The red head simply replied. He secretly hoped Stein had grown out of his obsession with dissecting things. He also secretly hoped that he himself had grown out of his morbid fascination with said crazy person.
"Ah, good. I'm glad. Since you were his partner once I'm going to have you keep an eye on him. You always did well at balancing out his madness." 'Crap, guess he's still crazy. The day keeps getting better and better.'
"Of course, sir. If you'll excuse me, I need to go fill in for Sid. See you in an hour." the death scythe waved goodbye and turned to leave but was again face to face with the maskless death god.
"Spirit, do be careful around Stein. I…" Lord Death frowned, a crease forming between two dark brows and wrinkling the pale skin of his forehead.
"Sir?" the weapon asked, growing more confused and uncomfortable by the second. Seeing the human version of Death would have an effect on anyone. Unfortunately in Spirit's case it was a bit of an…arousing effect. Suddenly, Lord Death smiled, those golden orbs disappearing behind closed eyelids.
"Just make sure you don't get hurt~" the reaper said in a sing-song voice. He opened one eye and glanced at his weapon. "Can't have you getting all cut up again." Spirit chuckled nervously before answering,
"Yeah, I'll be careful." and in a flash, he was gone, leaving the Shinigami sighing to himself and wondering what he might've have just done.
