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To ZombieLiz: Ah, thank you very much for the review! Yeah, I'm sorry about doing a novelization of the anime (things we've all seen in action) but I have a reason for doing that... (See below) Ah, hopefully you'll be able to tell better when I actually get to writing the fluff in the next chapter... In this one, I seriously died though... Anyways, once again, thanks for reading! Kid and Soul are a cute couple!
Anyways, I am ALMOST regretting starting this fan fiction this way… I just wanted to cover back story on Soul's first thought and reaction when he learned of Kid as well as their first encounter… But it is such a DRAG! Re-watching episodes over and over and over as I fill in the lines! UGHHH.
Luckily, my pain will come to an end in this chapter! And I will finally be able to get to ACTUAL writing instead of novelizing the anime! THANK GOODNESS.
Well, anyways the plot in Chapter One and Chapter Two (The one you're looking at right now) don't belong to me (well, neither do the characters or the series, but you get what I mean hopefully). It's merely a rewriting of their first encounter with some thoughts sneaked in. I wrote this myself, in my imagination, so technically, I didn't cheat… Much… Okay, I cheated. But I wrote in cool details and adjectives, right? *Gets shot*
Hope you enjoy! XD
Chapter Two
After a long and disastrous lesson with Professor Stein, Black*Star was presumed dead and Sid Barett was turned into a zombie. Much to their dismay, the day afterward, Stein, said lunatic was enlisted as one of their new teachers.
However, one positive thing came out amidst the chaos. The fight had managed to attract the attention of Death the Kid. He is shocked at the revelation and personally believes that they will all die at the hands of Stein. They won't be able to fend off his attacks any longer… He's besting them so easily even without a weapon... As he watched with interest at the battle that unfolded in front of him, he refused to continue as a spectator and tried to give the struggling four a helping hand. Shinigami, his father, merely stopped him dead on his tracks, saying that this was only a trial for students of Shibusen. Kid then decides that, henceforth, that he would be a Shibusen student. I always liked working personally toward my goals… This will be interesting.
Back at the academy, rumors of Shinigami's son's enrollment immediately surfaced. Black*Star, being the egotistical idiot that he was, turned envious at the constant uproar about the newly enrolled shinigami. He didn't want anyone to be talked about any more than himself, so he cut class to wait outside and pick a personal fight with him, alongside his new weapon of choice, Soul.
"Today! There is! Someone I must assassinate!" He pauses exaggeratedly between his words. Black*Star clenches his fist, forcing it up, as he states a speech publicly to thin air. "Right now! There is a rumor that is the talk of the academy! Sir Death's son is supposed to be enrolling! I can't let any rumors that aren't about me flourish!" Black*Star starts to hype up as he folds his arms.
Who the hell are you talking to? An exhausted and reluctant looking Soul sitting down against a pillar from behind his loud friend can be seen looking as bored and sleepy as always. One knee is perched up while the other leg stays dead on the ground. He utilizes his arms as cushions as he closes his eyes and leans back once more. "Yeah, that's the sort of guy you are…" He pitches unenthusiastically as he starts to doze off on spot. Just how long have we been waiting for that kid?
"For that matter, when is his dirty, lazy-ass son going to get here?" Black*Star screams as Soul tries to shield his ears from the unsteadily rising boom box. "We've been waiting here for three hours already!"
Soul picks at his ears. So that's how long I sat here… No wonder I can't feel my ass. Unlike Black*Star, Soul was genuinely interested on meeting with Shinigami's son and reluctant on starting a fight. However, the inevitable would come… Black*Star managed to piss off just about anything. He started to quietly consider what his appearance would be like. Huh… Maybe he's like a miniature version of his dad… He snickers to himself at the idea.
Death the Kid and the Thompson sisters are taking their time, slowly pacing up the seemingly endless stairs. Liz starts to muse over her and her sister's past lifestyle. "After being raised on the streets for so long, we sisters finally get to go to school… Isn't that great, Patti?"
Patti giggles victoriously as she faces downstairs and shouts: "I'm so happy, you bastards!"
Ignoring his weapons' bickering, Death the Kid continues to admire his surroundings. "Wow, magnificent. I should have known, this being Father's school…" He amorously mutters to himself. "Such wonderful symmetry…" As their footsteps sound, Black*Star immediately climbs to the top for his dramatic entrance.
"Oy, oy, what are you doing?" Soul calls out as the other hastily climbs. Black*Star merely salutes him as he makes his way up to one of the spikes that protruded from the academy's walls. "… Idiot…" Soul faces forward as he sees the outline of a head peeking out from the staircase. Is that… "By any chance, are you guys the son and his entourage we heard about?" Death the Kid stands in front of Soul, in full view for the scythe to observe. Eh, he's a kid… So much for that Shinigami Junior theory… He stares, captivated by the dark callousness atmosphere that enclosed the kid. He looks kind of cool. Pretty much what I expected, a cynical and eerie looking pretty boy… Not immediately answering, the boy looked up to admire the building, fawning over it as he entered school grounds. Huh, some architecture fetish perhaps?
Kid looks over to him curiously, stopping in his tracks; his yellow eyes meet with Soul's crimson ones. "Oh? Are you here to show us around the school?"
His voice sounds pretty deep and self-serving. Ha, a typical rich kid… Expects some kind of lackey to service him around, huh? Soul cackles lowly. "You're tardy after just barely enrolling… And you want me to show you around?" He grins threateningly, baring his sharp teeth at the shinigami.
Kid continues to stare, fully composed. I recognize him…
Soul had expected a cool, calm and collected kid, and so far, his guesses seemed to be correct. "Capitalizing on the seven good graces of your father is something else, alright…" He teased, waiting for his reaction.
His eyebrows furrow as his nose slightly scrunches up. "What? Seven good graces?" He repeats calmly. However, Soul's expectations come crashing down as Kid goes ballistic from his OCPD. "None of that 'seven' business! Eight! Eight! Make it 'eight'!" He jabs his fingers at Soul childishly as the other stares blankly.
"Uh…" Soul's eyes widen in surprise as the poised kid uncharacteristically breaks down. His mouth twists out of shape as he stares back baffled at the other's actions. "Huh?" Kid approaches him and points a finger that almost touches the bridge of his nose. What? I… I was pretty close to the real deal about his physical looks but his personality? … What the fuck?
The other has a nervous breakdown as he starts to explain. "If you divide 'seven' in half, there's no left-right symmetry! But what about 'eight'? Cut it vertically or horizontally, and there's perfect symmetry!" He flaps his hands frantically as Soul continues to stare, the taken aback face apparently frozen on him. Kid proceeds to get on his knees and shamelessly bows before the petrified Soul. "No more 'seven.' Make it 'eight.' Please…" He starts to whimper and beg pathetically with his hands outstretched toward him.
I can't just make it 'eight.' Soul blinks at the sight before him. Wait! Whoa, whoa… Is… Is he crying? What an un-cool first impression. "Hey… Are you… Alright?" Soul sounded extremely worried about said shinigami's mental condition. Kid continued to sob before him.
Patti continues to laugh at him as Liz berates the boy. "No, he's fairly hopeless." The shinigami stays quietly in his bowing position. Soul cocks an eyebrow at him as he outstretches an arm from his pocket to pat the shinigami on the back awkwardly.
"Uh…" This is not what I expected from Shinigami's son… Far from it… Soul's thoughts are interrupted when he hears Black*Star's yell from above.
"Yahoo! I won't let anyone try to outshine me! No matter who they are!"
Liz stares up. "What's that, a monkey?"
Black*Star continues enthusiastically, screaming at the top of his lungs from such a high distance. "Hey, Death's son, I'm going to assassinate you!"
Liz continues, assuring herself. "Oh, it is a monkey…"
Soul removes the comforting hand from Kid's back as he shakes his head distastefully on what Black*Star considered a cool introduction. Regardless of no response, Black*Star continues with an iron will. "Then tomorrow's rumors will go like this… 'Sure enough, Black*Star finally rose above a god!'"
Liz drowns out the annoying bicker from the over-confident assassin. "Hey, Kid, it sounds like he's addressing you…"
Kid peers up from his lying position. Black*Star is still going on and on. "Holy am I alone throughout Heaven and Earth! Tomorrow, I'll have a halo shining over me!"
Soul grumbles. You're too high up. Nobody can even see you… Uh, ah! The spike collapses under Black*Star's weight and he comes falling down along with the crumbled pillar. He broke off one of the spikes that protruded out of the main skull structure, successfully catching Kid's attention, although not in the way he would have wanted.
Kid lunges up from his spot as he has another breakdown. "Ah! AH! AHHH!" His fingers curl out in front of him as his mouth goes agape in horror. He was devastated.
With a cocky smile and laugh, Black*Star lands safely on his feet with a large 'thump.' "It looks like you couldn't withstand my big presence!"
Soul dismisses it silently. I don't think that's it…
"It's no wonder the times are changing!" Black*Star gets to his feet proudly as he balls his hands into two tight fists.
Soul eyes over inquisitively to the shinigami. He was softly growling. He slowly hisses out a threat as his bangs cover his eyes. "How dare you destroy such symmetry…"
Liz and Patti stare over as the elder gripes. "Uh oh, now he's done it…" Patti simply stares with a mystified "Whoa…"
Black*Star bounces actively on spot. "Come and get it! Take a long hard look at my assassination skills!" He starts to get pumped up.
Soul sighs jadedly. "Assassination is supposed to be something no one can see, right?" He corrects. Not the subtlest place to 'assassinate' here, out in the open, RIGHT in front of the school…
The shinigami spits out furiously. "You disgust me!" Soul's head immediately flinches up at the insult toward his friend. "Fight against a shinigami and I can't vouch for your soul. Liz, Patti, transform!"
Patti, the shorter of the two shoots up an arm before yelling: "Right!" and Liz merely grumbles: "We haven't gotten into a fight since we lived on the streets…" The two girls at his side obediently transform into two silver semi-automatic handguns that he catches in his hands. He cocks them immediately and points them toward Black*Star menacingly.
"Pick a fight with me, and I'll accept it! Let's go, Soul!" Black*Star shouts.
"Dude, you're the one who picked it, right?" Soul narrows his eyes as he stares at the two guns. He's… He's going to shoot us with his pinky? Well, either way, there's some more of that heated fury I expected from you… Soul gets up to his feet as he himself challenges the shinigami. "Still… Once we've started, we're going to win. No matter what." He nonchalantly walks behind Kid and catches the glare of the fuming shinigami.
"Oh yeah! The ultimate duo is formed!" Black*Star screams.
Soul analyzes him from the back. The power that brought down Anubis… He smirks crookedly. Cool.
Black*Star frowns as he glares back at the threatening stance. The nerve to try and outshine me…
Kid himself considers his enemy's power. These are the guys that went up against Dr. Stein, such that it was… I can't let my guard down. "Here we go." He whispers before cocking one of his guns toward Soul.
The three break out into a bullet riddled fight, Black*Star and Soul evasively dodging each one that came their way. The fight soon attracts the attention of students inside of the school; leading to Maka, Tsubaki and Professor Stein having to go outside to deal with it and put an end to the chaos. Instead, they end up viewing the fight as an unknown audience.
Damn it! He reloads fast! Soul grumbled as he scuffled lamely around the courtyard, narrowly avoiding each hit. "Whoa! Hey!" He clumsily runs around as he stretches his arms out to enhance his speed and balance. Crap! I'm not the fastest kid in gym class!
Black*Star, on the other hand, did handstands as well as jumps as he complained to the distanced shooter. "Damn! I can't do anything if I can't get near him!"
Kid smirks. "Oh, you want some close-quarters combat? Fine!" He leaps up and flips once in the air to aim a well-rounded kick straight down at Black*Star. The assassin shields it just in time, only to have footing slip and come skidding back down on stone.
"Look down on me, will you!" He growls as Kid glowers at him hatefully with piercing golden eyes. Meanwhile, Soul races up toward him with a battle cry. Transforming his left arm into a scythe, he attempts to bludgeon the shinigami's head with the blade. Kid expertly blocks it with the gun without even facing him. The blade clangs violently with the gun.
"W-what?" Soul stutters. H-he stopped my attack? During Soul's minor hesitation, Kid twirls on his soles and aims the hilt of his gun deep into his stomach.
"Oh, no!" Black*Star yells as he rushes back to his feet, recovering from the blow.
Soul makes a strangling sound as he is forced off the ground, the gun still buried deep into the wall of flesh at his torso. Kid pulls the trigger and a disgusting splattering sound is heard from Soul's stomach. He makes a pained groan as he thuds to the ground. Kid calmly stands to his feet as Soul continues to struggle, clutching his stomach at the pain that overcame him. "Ow! That hurt like hell!" He starts to roll on his back, rocking side to side, as he groaned in agony. Patti's laughter echoed from the gun as Liz spoke up proudly.
"We're not like ordinary guns that just shoot bullets. We're able to compress and shoot our master's soul wavelength." Her voice eerily echoed throughout the chambers of the gun.
Soul and Kid meets eyes. The neurotic yellow clashes with the pained scarlet of his eyes. Talk about looks can kill… "Damn!" He curses as he continues to clutch at his twisting stomach. Kid doesn't blink and continues to look intently at Soul. Maybe I was too quick to criticize you… Death the Kid easily dispatched Soul and his friend with the help of Patti and Liz, his twin pistols. He utilized the guns with expert dexterity and handled the two with ease. The two being pissed off at the boy who so easily handed their asses back on a platter, would attempt to work as a pair.
Black*Star silently fumes. He's holding back on us! He performs a jumping kick over Kid, landing a blow that pushes the other back. When Soul dashes toward him once more with his scythe, Kid immediately shoots in defense, Soul wasting his attack by reflecting the hit. After more hit and run, hit and run tactics, Black*Star and Soul finally gather on the same side. "Let's do it, partner!" He calls out, and Soul sneers.
"'It' it is!" Soul proclaims. Kid looks on questioningly.
"Huh?"
"Listen and gape! Watch and scream!" Black*Star taunts.
"I think you mean 'watch and smile.'" He corrects instantaneously, but regardless, he halts his relentless attacks, watching quietly.
"We're going to show you the power of our friendship!" Black*Star hypes.
Soul adds in: "Yeah! Our immeasurable, infinite power!"
Kid immediately shifts to a defensive stance. "What?"
Soul and Black*Star nod together. "Here we go."
"Yeah."
Soul immediate utters a battle cry as he leaps into the air, fully transforming into a scythe. Kid's mouth cutely goes wide as he exclaims enthusiastically. Patti shrieks: "Cool!" as Liz shuts it down by saying: "Take this a little more seriously…"
"Come to me, Soul!" Black*Star yells as he outstretches his arms above him.
"Friendship…" Soul starts to plummet down toward Black*Star.
"Fusion!" When the scythe lands, Black*Star clasps his hands together only to catch nothing but thin air in his grip; Kid looks on wordlessly. The scythe sinks into Black*Star's hair (Head, maybe?) and makes a grotesque squelching sound. The scythe slides off dramatically, clanging unto the stone underneath as Black*Star shrieks. "NOOOOO!" Blood starts to squirt out of his wounds.
"What good does it do to catch me with your head?" Soul tells off. "Get it together!"
"What's this? You're ridiculously heavy!" Black*Star struggles as he pitifully tries to lift him up off the floor.
Soul doesn't even budge. "I couldn't be. Maka swings me around with ease." He grumbles.
"WHY, YOU ROTTEN, STUPID, SCYTHE BASTARD!" Say I'm weaker than a girl, will you! He starts to tug furiously from the handle.
"Nice wording, dumbass – Ah, AHHHHHHH!" Suddenly, Soul starts to scream in agony as he scolds Black*Star in human form. "What's the big idea, driving your soul wavelength into me?" Kid only stares on quietly.
"S-sorry." He meekly apologizes.
Soul dismisses the apology as he turns the other way. "We're… Through."
"Oh… W-what do you mean, Soul?" Black*Star asks.
"If we remain close like this, I'm going to grow to dislike you…"
A few minutes before, Maka, Tsubaki, and Professor Stein had gathered nearby, observing the fight as Kid easily handled himself against the two. They currently looked on from afar in confusion. Kid, on the other hand, had enough. "Oy, can I shoot?" He cocks his guns up, but Liz immediately goes against it.
"Hey, let's give them a minute! This is getting interesting…" She coos.
Black*Star lowers his head. "I see… But we can… Still be friends after we break up, right?" He lightly blushes.
"You dumbass! Of course we can!" Soul answers as he runs up to him in slow motion. Soul starts prancing back toward him as a strange, pinkish air forms around them.
Kid twitches.
"Soul!"
"Black*Star!"
"SOOUULLLL!"
"BLLACCCKKKK*STTTARRR!"
"SOOOUUULLLLLLL!" The two embrace as everyone stares off in uncertainty.
Kid abruptly pulls the trigger and they topple back. "… Oops… Sorry." Awkward pause. "… My fingers slipped." He monotonously replies.
"Still, we're already taken on the fight." Soul grumbled as he got to his feet.
Black*Star immediately jumps up. "Yeah! We won't back down until we've won!"
The hell could you already be standing? Soul silently bares his teeth. And… That's not even close to what I meant, idiot…
"Come at me, then. I'll finish you with the next one…"
Black*Star dashes forward as Soul sluggishly shifts his arm into a scythe. "I'll hit you with some soul wavelength too!" Black*Star growls as he charges sparks into his right palm, his attack misses, with Kid immediately countering it by kicking sharply at his legs to make him lose his footing. Kid pulls him up, ready to finish him off only to feel Soul's scythe approaching. He counters it as he mocks them back.
"Your speed and agility are both poor!"
It was partly true; Black*Star made up for it with pure brawn as Soul counterbalanced his poor speed and agility with an overall equilibrium of the fighting fortes. Black*Star immediately shouts back: "You bastard!" as he charged yet another attack. Kid simultaneously shoots them back, but not before Black*Star sneakily lassos around the shinigami's shin.
"What?" Kid grumbles as he starts to tumble down.
"That attack was a feint!" Black*Star smiled as he pulled him down.
Stretching his legs apart crudely, Kid falls down on his butt at the loss of balance.
"Ha, you're mine!" Soul catches his chance as he fully transforms into a scythe, lunging up into the air as he plunges toward Kid, still in his defenseless sitting position. He scarcely escapes the blade, the very bottom of his bangs being clipped off in compensation. Ah, shit! Soul curses his luck as he sinks into the rock, dangerously close to Kid's groin area. Uh, well, this is awkward… Currently, the only thing that was in Soul's range of perspective was below the waist of the shinigami. … Of all the ways I could have landed…
Kid experiences an awkward pause as he peers down at the scythe's arrangement. "…" He closes his eyes as he tugs at his legs to pull Black*Star toward the blunt of the Scythe. He immediately jumps up to his feet as Black*Star gracelessly crashes headfirst into Soul. Soul merely stares tongue-tied at the boy that twitched in pain beside him.
"I… I seriously want to kill that brat…" He moans.
Kid speaks up once more. "Allow me to show you the true power of a shinigami… Soul sympathy!"
Soul groans ill at ease. Then what the fuck were you showing us before?
The shinigami stands symmetrically even as dust clouds encircle him, glowing a bright blue; his soul was emitting a powerful aura around the battlefield.
Soul merely taunts him unknowingly, unable to see the soul. "C'mon! Bring it on, anytime!" He starts to beckon him mockingly as Black*Star growls threateningly beside him. Soul begans to slobber, gliding a wide tongue over his sharp teeth, as he continues to leer at the focused shinigami.
"I'm the one who's a god here!" Black*Star is equally blind to the dark power that swirls in front of him. Kid eventually has obsidian ghouls that encircle the blue soul as he continues to look on ominously at the two. Black spikes protrude out of his skin as his arms turn into two heavy, platinum turrets. He chucks them up weightlessly as he lunges down to his knees.
"Execution mode acquired." He murmurs portentously. Strange black and red sparks continue to encircle, giving an even darker air to the already gloomy kid.
Soul withdraws his taunts as he starts to hesitate on whether to evade or not. "Hey, does this seem bad to you somehow?" He sweats nervously when Black*Star seems completely obvious to Kid's supremacy.
"I sentence you to be my ball-washing rag!" He laughs deviously as he continues to flex his muscles toward him.
Crimson rings start to charge at Kid's arms as well as pink glowing orbs and transparent black claws. Kid chucks them up without difficulty as he exclaims: "Death Cannon!" Yellow beams burst out from all directions as Soul's eyes go wide at the blinding sight.
Soul immediately panics. "H-hey, this is bad! This is really bad!"
Black*Star, once again, remains ignorant. Perching his elbows at his knees, he self-assuredly yells: "Ha! Ridiculous! You think something like that will have any effect on me?"
Soul starts to pace back. Ah, you idioooott – Soul and Black*Star immediately crash down on impact, the attack making a huge explosion that catches the attention of every single person around the area. The two are immediately knocked out on contact, sprawled out into a ditch apparently carved from the hit. Black smoke fumes out from their clothes as they lie unconsciously. Kid's arms change back to normal as he faces the other way. Tsubaki dashes up toward Black*Star in concern as Maka uncaringly shakes her head at the idiocy of it all.
Kid stands deathly still as he considers the weight of his victory. He smirks as he peers up into the sky. Beat them… Eh… EH? Kid himself immediately knocks out. Blood starts to squirt out from his mouth despite no attack being landed on him. Liz and Patti change back into human form, staring oddly at their cataleptic meister. Tsubaki lends a helping hand to Black*Star as Soul climbs out by himself.
"H-huh?" Soul stares oddly at the shinigami that lied lifelessly on the floor. We didn't even land a hit on him… Soul stares on carefully as he listens in on the sisters.
"Ugh, what a loser… He passed out because he got clipped." Liz grumbles. Patti merely giggles maniacally beside her elder sibling.
C-clipped? Soul thinks up horrifying images that the word hinted against but shakes them out as he tries to remember. D-did I graze him when I landed that single blow? Soul starts to ponder back to the attack, although he lightly blushes when he recovers the memory of landing so lethally close to the other's groin. He snaps when he gets his answer. H-his bangs… "That means we've made a come-from-behind victory, huh?" He suggests to the wounded Black*Star.
Upon hearing Soul, Black*Star sneers exultantly. Despite losing (again), they managed to slice off a bit of his bangs, having Kid knock out for the rest of the day at the loss of symmetry. Black*Star was happy for apparently avenging himself at the painful loss. "Oh, yeah! I finally have rose above a god! Hey, halo! You can shine down on me now!" Tsubaki merely stares calmly at her friend, still admiring him even after he had momentarily abandoned her.
Soul grumbles. It… It wasn't just you, you know… However, being the laid-back guy he was, doesn't put much thought into it as he leaves Black*Star who continued to boast to an unwilling but patient Tsubaki. He grumbles as he gets up to his feet and joins Professor Stein, Maka, the Thompson sisters, and an unconscious Kid that continued to spit out blood. He stares down at the scarlet stained, porcelain face of the twitching Kid. He smirks at the sight. "You're not what I expected…" Maka stares curiously at him as he shakes his head and dismisses his comment. "Nothing…" He's a… A weird one, alright…
Finally! Unto the actual story next chapter! Man, I'm beat… Read and review!