A/N: Since this story has goten reviews, I will make review responses at the beggining of every chapter, when needed. so here is my response to:
Coronai: First off, I cannot tell you how nice it is to have a well thought out review, instead of a plain old "I like it". As for the issue of Stein's soul, I know it's not "That" big yet. I'm afraid that would blow shinigami-sama's mind, as well as be unrealistic. But I did want it to start out being un-naturually big. As for being Shallow, no...I do have several events picked out for this particular fic, but I can't reveal them. That would be unwanted spoilers. Well...I'm glad you like the little tid-bits so far. Thank you, and I do hope you keep reading
Stein's P.O.V.
Science Day – was written in big white letters upon the board. "Sorry kids, but this is part of the curriculum…" The teacher said, shrugging. "Dissection today." The class was filled with groans except for me. I nudged Spirit. "Dissection?" I asked. "What's…dissection?"
Spirit put his hand in his chin. "It's the worst thing in our class schedule. Why do we have to do this…" He let out an exasperated groan.
I didn't think it sounded bad. Just the word made it sound like fun. Dissection=Fun word.
The teacher laid frogs in front of all of us, dead of course, and rather smelly. I learned we were going to cut them open, and then see their insides. Something inside me clicked. It's possible to see their insides? I blinked. Really? Well I was curious. What do insides look like? As soon as I could I started cutting. Every cut was a new discovery! Every observation was new information on how the animal functioned. I was going to town!!! SHIT, this was fun!!
The teacher eyed me warily. "Be careful Stein, you could hurt yourself with that scalpel. Take it slowly…"
It was too late for that; I was done. I had pages of observations scribbled on notebook paper, and the frog was taken apart and put back together again. I raised my hand. "Can I have another one?" And the class just stared.
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It was lunch time. everyone was off eating their own thing, but I was still in my seat thinking about class time earlier. "Dissestion, huh.." I mused... "I like dissection.
I wondered...What do the insides of a human look like? What did I look like? Was I like the frog? Was everything the same, or by some chance...was everyone different....even on the inside? I wanted to know.
In order to quell my curiosity I took a stroll around Shibusen. It was my second day here, and already I was growing comfortable. Perhaps I could be more of myself than I had been. But that was my fault...for not warming up to anyone. Besides...if they knew the real me, they wouldn't want him anyway. I had quite awhile before class started, and the breeze was calming on my skin.
"Hey Stein!" I heard my name, and turned to see a familair face approach me from ealier. It was that boy who asked my name. He was older than me, making him my Senpai, I think. I narrowed my eyes, turning to him. A suspicious gaze. "What do you want?" I sneered, not up for human interaction.
The boy smirked, catching me by suprise and shoving me to the ground. "Listen." He growled, as my body hit the dirt. "If you're going to just show up here, with no respectable background, and call yourself a meister, you have something coming..." He approached me, and I kept wary. "We earn our titles." He jeered. "So until you prove yourself, your scum to me." He scoffed, and turned around, walking away.
I sat there on the ground, glaring at him as he walked away. I clenched my fist in the dirt. "Scum, huh..." I mused, a nasty edge to my voice. "Is that all you can say to me..." I narrowed my eyes, looking away. Maybe I would....Maybe I would become a powerful meister, and really work hard at it. Who was he to judge me? No...he deserved punishment for his actions. Perhaps I could cut him open, just like that frog. Things aren't so easy to push around, when you, yourself, are hurting.
Then I heard my name a second time. "Stein, come on!" This time it was Spirit. He was beckoning me. I didn't get him. Why was he so friendly, huh? How did he accept me. I had a feeling that that acceptance wouldn't last forever. It would turn to fear sooner or later, just as it did for everyone else. But for now....maybe I could accept this. I might as well enjoy this "gift" as long as it lasted. I stood up, brushing the dirt off my uniform, and walked over to him.
"What is it?" I mumbled.
"Class will be starting soon." He pointed out.
I nodded, following after, and I swear I saw for a split second, the shadow of a person watching me in the trees. I turned my pale eyes away from it, back to the redhead...and followed qiuetly behind him.
As we walked through the halls there were several groups of girls standing along the sides, and by the end of it, I was debating dissecting Spirit instead of that boy, because EVERY group of girls we passed had to be flirted with. EVERY.....SINGLE....ONE.....I clenched my fist, learning what Spirit realy was. The name ringing clearly. He was no other than a womanizer. The lady's man of the school. I wasn't any sort of person to get involved with that, so my mind was debating. Then again...he had offered me shelter. I suppose it worked. And come to think of it, while I was in this thought progression, it would be better than sleeping outside.
I tapped my chin, still thinking, when Spirit came to an abrupt halt in front of me. "We're back to class." He stated.
"So we are." I stated blandly back, as if it was obvious. Which it was.
He shifted uncomfotably. "Well, anyways, we should sit down."
I reluctantly crossed over to the desks, stacked up the wall in their auditorium-like manner. I didn't have anyone else to sit by, so it was Spirit who took the empty spot next to me. The lessons droned on, this time simple matter. So easy to get, that I started idly doodling on my paper.
Really now....I had no interest in the english part of the cirriculum. I wanted to get back to science. It was just so much more...fun. I sighed, resting a hand in my chin. "Stein." Scythe-sensei called on me.
"Yes?" I asked looking up. "The word contempt, what catagory does it belong in. Adverb? Verb? Adjective?"
"I don't know." I admitted.
Spirit hurriedly took over. "He's never really been in English before." He defended. "It's a noun. Sorry, Professor Scythe..."
The teacher nodded. "Very good Spirit, and I will keep that in mind. Stein, you are welcomed to stay after for help, if you want it."
Spirit tossed me a cheesy grin and thumbs up look, and I just looked away. He was still way to damn friendly.
The day droned on, and then I walked with Spirit back to what was now my place to live. The weather was nice, and I looked up at the sun, which, mockingly, stared back. Why was it that the sun and moon always laughed at me? What a world...What a messed up world... So then, I guess it was all right for me to be messed up to, to justify where I was. We reached the apartment, and Spirit unlocked the door.
I went into, what we decided yesterday, to be my makeshift room. It wasn't that big, but it worked. I sat in the corner, and focused on my thoughts. Really now...the kid didn't think I could be a good meitser. I would show him. I would train every day...I would be the best meister, and then I would be powerful enough to let him experience the pain of being below someone. Like a make-believe scalpel to cut the beliefs in his heart...I would cut open his beliefs, and re-arrange them. But there was a problem with this idea. I needed a weapon.
A/n: All right! Chapter 3 will be up when I have the time to write it, but seeing I'm on spring break, I should have the time.