The new professor
After introductions Lord Death sent them on their way to get situated with each-other. "So since this your first time in Death City I thought we could give you a tour, well of course after you drop your stuff off at the flat Lord Death has set up for us" Arthur eyed the luggage the two were carrying with them. "Huh?" Alfred looked dismayed. "What?" Arthur glanced at the weapon who was staring at him. "What's a flat? Are we sleeping in the streets?" Alfred was growing increasingly frustrated. "Flat, you know a studio?" Arthur replied like it was making sense to the man. "He means an apartment, Al" Matthew intervened when Alfred continued to look confused. "Oh, why didn't you say so" Alfred said breathing a sigh of relief and the rest of the walk was full of small talk.
"Hmm, our apartment is on the third floor?" Alfred looked at the small paper with the information written on it. "Yes it is and it's called a flat" Arthur corrected as they ascended the small steps. "Look Matthew our room is right next to our friends" Francis opened the door to the room and led Matthew inside. Arthur doing the same "Take your shoes off please I just cleaned the carpet" Arthur pointed to a small heap of shoes next to a cloths rack.
"So where is my room?" Alfred looked down the small hallway eager to set his stuff down after lugging it all day. "That's a problem…" Arthur said appearing to be preparing himself for something. "What do you mean?" Alfred turned around almost afraid of the answer. "I came in here earlier and there seems to be only one bed…" Arthur led the weapon down the hall into the door at the end and pointed to the single king sized bed in the center. "What?" Alfred looked into the other rooms checking for any tricks from the meister but found it was true, only one bed was provided.
"Alfred!" Matthew came bursting into the apartment, "We only have one bed do you… oh" Matthew looked into the room disappointingly. "Let's call lord Death and see what's up" Alfred suggested as Arthur walked into the small bathroom and began to write the number as he mumbled "Forty two forty two five six four whenever you want to knock on deaths door". The mirror rang twice before Lord Death answered in a sing song voice "Helloooooo students!" "Lord Death this is Arthur and we were wondering why there is only one bed in each our rooms" he finished rather awkwardly looking into the hallway of confused people.
"Well you see this year is rather full and those two rooms where the only available ones" Lord Death explained like nothing was wrong. "I see, and you are positive there are no other rooms" Francis asked from behind Arthur. "I am absolutely sure, please enjoy the rest of the day ", and with that Lord Death vanished and the mirror turned back to normal.
"Well this is just super" Alfred grumbled quietly. "If you don't like it then kindly go sleep on the couch" Arthur hisses back. They were currently sharing the king sized bed and laying as far from each other as possible. "Why don't you" Alfred mumbled and pulled the blanket closer to himself which left Arthur partly exposed. "Don't take the blanket you tit" Arthur pulled much more forceful than Alfred had done which completely exposed Alfred. "You're one to talk" Alfred yanked it back not even caring about the other. "Give it back!" Arthur pulled but Alfred held on tight.
What happened next happened so fast Arthur didn't have time to register until he ended up on the floor face down with Alfred bellow him. "What just happened?" Arthur stood quickly feeling embarrassed about his behavior. "I thought you weren't holding the blanket so tight and I pulled the blanket too hard and I fell backwards with you on me" Alfred was rubbing the back of his head. "Let's just sleep, Alfred" Arthur sighed retrieving the blanket and climbing onto the bed. Alfred followed and this time they slept a little bit closer so the blanket would cover them both. "We should stop by a shop tomorrow and get another blanket" Alfred whispered and was delighted to find that Arthur snorted when he laughed. "Night Artie" "Goodnight Alfred" they exchanged sleepily.
The next morning while waiting for the professor to arrive Alfred couldn't help but notice how the Italian he had met previously was fidgeting in his seat while his meister kept trying to hold him still. "Artie, what's with that guy?" he made a motion with his head to the pair. "Not sure, and my name is Arthur" he gave Alfred an annoyed look.
"Hello students" Death scythe walked in the room then faced the class. "Why don't we do that again, Hello students" he said much more forcefully. "Hello Death scythe" the classroom answered groggily. "Yes Arthur what is it?" he eyed the young meister who had raised is hand as soon as he walked in. "Are you the new professor?" Arthur asked and the entire room mumbled in agreement at the question. "No I am not, but your teacher will be here shortly…" just has he had finished the room door burst open and a tall, tan and strong looking man wearing armor and a red cape ran inside "Sorry! Sorry!" he quickly thanked Death scythe and bustled to fix himself.
"GRANDPA!" Feliciano screamed and ran down the aisle to give the man a hug. "Yes, yes hello Feli, and where's your brother?" the man looked around the room. "He said he was feeling sick today and stayed home" Feliciano explained lightning quick then turned around and addressed the class "This is my grandpa!" he screamed then skipped his way back to the embarrassed Ludwig.
"As Death scythe and Feliciano just said I am the new professor, my name is Romulus… and I'm Feliciano's and Lovino's grandfather" he added when Feli began to pretend to clear his throat. "Yes Mr…." "Alfred Jones, are you a Death scythe?" Alfred had never heard of this man before but he looked rather sturdy. "No but my partner is, but he's currently on a mission" Romulus knew this question would arise eventually.
"Okay why don't we begin with introductions, please state your full name and whether you are a weapon or meister" Romulus looked at the room of mostly sleeping student's happily. "Let's start with… Feli I already know you" he said as the weapon stood and raised his hand eagerly. "Oh fine just do it" Romulus let Feliciano go first when he refused to sit down. "Hello my name is Feliciano I'm a gun weapon!" he barked rapidly and sat down looking at Ludwig expectantly. Ludwig sighed and stood "Hello I am Ludwig and I'm Feliciano's meister".
The process repeated itself until it was Alfred's turn "Hello I'm Alfred Jones and I'm an axe weapon!" he said nervously as Arthur stood. "Arthur Kirkland, meister to Alfred" the both sat down and waited for the rest of the class to go. The rest of the lesson was spent on the soul theory.
"So Artie where's a good place to shop for blankets in Death City?" Alfred kept pace with the shorter man as they made their way out. "I told you its Arth…" "STOP RIGHT THERE!" a very familiar and annoying voice sounded into Arthur's ear. "What do you want?" Arthur glared at the loud albino who had screamed down the hall. "Not you eyebrows, HIM" he pointed to Alfred who seemed taken back. "M-Me?" he looked around to see if anyone was behind him.
"Yes you, I have an offer you can't resist. Meet me in the empty music room right now!" then the man dashed towards the opposite end of the hallway. Alfred felt extremely confused and turned towards his meister for any explanation. "Just go, I'll wait" Arthur waved to the flustered man.
Alfred hesitated at the door the man went into for a few seconds until the small mail slot in the door swung open "Knock" the man whispered. Alfred did as he was told and knocked a couple times before the door cracked a small amount. "State name" he said through the crack. "Uh, Alfred Jones" he said hesitantly before the door was opened. The man put a sack on Alfred's head and walked what seemed like ten feet then stopped and took the bag off. "Alfred Jones. Axe weapon, welcome" the man albino man from before was standing next to another man who had spiked blond hair.
"I am Gilbert and this is my fellow club member, Mathias, but together we are the awesome axe weapon club. Today we shall welcome you" Gilbert said as he held up what looked like a fake candle. "All you have to do is sign this paper and say the oath" Gilbert handed Alfred a crumpled piece of paper that had scribbled hand writing on it with both their signatures and a few sentences. Alfred held up the paper and read out loud "I, Alfred Jones swear to uphold the honor code of the Axe club by not being a nerd and never crying during a chick flick" Gilbert and Mathias chuckled as he read and watched as he signed.
Then suddenly the lights turned on revealing the abandoned room "Hey! What did I say about your little club meetings in here!" Death scythe was fuming as he stormed into the room. "You cannot contain the awesomeness of my club!" Gilbert announced "Did you mean OUR club?" Mathias smacked Gilbert on the arm. "No I mean MY club!" Gilbert pushed the other roughly. "I don't care who's it is all three of you are getting detention… tonight!" Death scythe scribbled something on his clipboard and handed them small pieces of paper.
"Good work Alfred, the first day and you get detention" Arthur scolded him when he had told him what happened. "Hey it's not like I wanted detention!" Alfred defended himself from the angry meister. "Perfect, just perfect now what will the others think of us? We'll be the pair that can't control themselves" Arthur was pacing back and forth with his arms crossed. "No one cares what they think plus it's not only me in detention!" Alfred mumbled as he slunk into the couch. "Yea it's you and those fools Gilbert and Mathias" Arthur sneered. "Hey I kinda like them!" Alfred retorted "Plus I don't see YOU hanging with any friends" Alfred added. "I have plenty of friends!" Arthur said defensively and stomped away.
Alfred was still upset about his argument with Arthur as he made his way to the classroom for his detention with Death scythe. "ALFRED HEY!" Gilbert called from his seat in the front. "Gilbert please sit down" Death scythe said rather annoyed. As Alfred walked down the aisle he noticed that there where others there too "Feliciano? What are you doing here?" he asked unable to think of any reason the sweet Italian would be there. "Death scythe said eating pasta in class is not acceptable even if I'm hungry AND lunch is thirty minutes away" he sighed sadly. "What about you?" Alfred turned to Feliciano's brother. "Death scythe found me skipping class… again" Lovino huffed and eyed the scythe angrily.
Alfred sat behind Gilbert and Mathias so he would not attract attention to the three. "Oh no I'm not stupid Alfred and Mathias please sit far away from Gilbert and each other" Death scythe looked up from his book. The three sat separately but not before Gilbert made a scene of the Italian brothers not having to move to separate seats which resulted in Lovino cursing at the albino and the two separating seats.
Alfred was forcing himself to stay awake before he felt a paper hit his head and looked down to find a crumpled sheet and a smiling Gilbert. Alfred opened it as quietly as he could so that Death scythe would not look up from his book. Inside was a badly drawn picture of Death scythe wearing a dress the same color of his blue coat that made Alfred snort and Death scythe looked up "Sorry I have allergies" Alfred saved himself. He quietly added a bonnet and flowers then threw the paper back to Gilbert who rolled it to Mathias. This continued for the remainder of the time with even the Italian brothers joining in on the fun. "Alright hooligans, you may go but let this be a reminder that you are to never break the rules again. Understood?" Death scythe eyed the teens as they nodded lazily.
Alfred walked back to the small apartment with the other four while exchanging room numbers. "Lovi, you had fun right?" Feliciano asked his brother who had previously been smiling. "I suppose it wasn't terrible" he grumbled crossing his arms. "Just don't tell Antonio or I'll never hear the end of it!" Lovino threatened. "Greatest detention ever!" Gilbert shouted and pulled the group in for a bone crushing hug. "Alfred look, you're one floor above me!" he pointed at the numbers on the doors. "Now I don't wanna hear you and lil tea drinker at it all night" Gilbert patted Alfred roughly while winking and departed from the group.
The rest said their goodbyes as Alfred ascended into his floor and was met by a fuming Arthur. "Do you know how late it is?" Arthur asked stalking towards him. "I made dinner and now it's cold" Alfred tried interrupting but was cut off with an angry hand "No excuses now please get inside" Arthur slammed the door behind them. "Detention ended at seven sharp and if you walk at moderate pace it should only take you ten minutes but do you know what time it is? No you don't its eight thirty!" Arthur was ranting as Alfred heated the food and ate silently. "I cook and clean and this is the thanks I get! …Oh my god I sound like my mother…" Arthur collapsed in the chair across from Alfred. "I'm sorry I yelled I was just mad that you were out and I was here all day alone" Arthur apologized. "But next time do not get detention so we can get to know each other better" Arthur stood and stomped away. 'Moody little man' Alfred thought as he gulped down the rest of the food and followed Arthur to bed.
