AN: I'm glad to see people are enjoying this! Here's the next chapter!

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It was a sword and axe.

A freakin' sword and AXE.

HE WASN'T EVEN GOOD AT HANDLING AXES.

But why in the world was he excited to be enrolled at the School for Weapons, then?

Mitch had enrolled for attack and defense moves, since he knew how to wield and make the weapons he knew best; swords and bows.

The sword and axe was burned into his shoulder, inky black against his tan skin. Mitch had opted to take his jacket and shirt off as he fought against a friend at the training room, grunting as he traded sword blows.

"C'mon Mitch, you're better than this!" Ashley Mariee taunted, twirling and paring his blade. "Are you distracted?"

"A bit, yeah." Mitch admitted, and Ashley stopped immediately, letting her sword go back into its sheath.

"What's up? You know you can tell me anything." Ashley's bright blue eyes were sincere and Mitch gave in.

"It's my soulmate symbol. I haven't met anyone who has it, and I'm nearly twenty years old. What if I'm alone? What if my soulmate doesn't want me?" Mitch said worriedly, remembering his childhood fears surface.

Ashley sighed and pulled up her shirt, showing Mitch the penguin tattoo on her stomach. "This is mine."

The Canadian stared at it in shock. A jagged red line crossed it, and he knew immediately what it was. "Yours died young, didn't they?"

"Her name was Alesa Clark. Fifteen years old, drunk driver who didn't look where he was going." Ashley lowered her shirt. "But you've still got a chance. They might even be here at the school."

Someone cleared their throat and they both jumped. "I think you're looking for me?"

Mitch whirled around while Ashley started to grin. "No way."

Jerome Aceti stood there, a blush rising on his cheeks as he rolled back his sleeve and showed the black tattoo.

Mitch stared at it and started to smile.

"Of course! It makes sense!" Ashley exclaimed. "Jerome, you usually wear suits and they cover your shoulders! I'm a genius!"

Mitch laughed and gave her a hug. "Save some dinner for us in the mess hall?"

"Gotcha. Don't let the food get cold, lovebirds." Ashley winked at the two of them before jogging off.

There was silence between them. "So…" Mitch started. "Did you know it was me?"

Jerome hesitated. "Not for a while. It wasn't until Rob landed that hit on you and you started bleeding and the nurse made you take off your shirt. That was when I saw the symbol and knew you'd be mine."

The Bacca giggled. "I kept getting distracted. All I could think about was you; how I'd start talking to you, our first date, first kiss…soulmate things are fun to think of when you know who the other person is. I also got protective every time I saw someone go up to you."

Mitch smiled. "Well, here I am. Speaking of that first kiss…"

Jerome grabbed Mitch's shirt, yanked him forward, and dipped him into a heated kiss. Mitch hummed against Jerome's mouth and pulled him closer, savoring the closeness of their bodies.

A few minutes passed and they came up for air. Mitch had a cheeky smile on his face as he tangled his fingers in Jerome's fur. "You think I need to give Ashley a rain check?"

"Definitely," Jerome nuzzled Mitch's neck. "You're mine, and I don't intend on letting you go."

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AN: School ends tomorrow! I'll see if I can update more. :) Hope everyone had a great day today!