AN from xxxBlack-Opalxxx: gawd, finally ch 2 xD

AN from ladylily101: I claim full ownership of Alexia's diary entry at the end. WIN!

CHAPTER 2: Bow and Arrow

Alexia's POV:

A few days had passed since the pairs of technicians and weapons had been established.

Since the first day, Iris and I had been hanging out together, and today we had arranged to practice using our weapons.

I was eager to finally meet her weapons – a bow and arrow sibling pair – that I had seen in their human form once.

And though that seemed a little bit overly shy, I sometimes wished that Damian would be in his weapon form more often; since the first day, we had realized that though our soul's wavelengths were an almost perfect match, our personalities were not, in any way, shape, or form.

While Damian was loud, perverted, and overall psycho, I was somewhat secluded, quiet, and tried my best to be mysterious.

Nevertheless, when he was in his weapon form, he rarely talked, so that was all right.
Until I hit something.

Then he started screeching something, which, according to him, was the tune of "Ode to Joy," but to the rest of the sane world, sounded more like a cross between a dying animal and those annoying squeaky toys you give to dogs.

Except multiplied by about 10 jillion in worse-ness.

I had taken to wearing earmuffs whenever I fought; instances of which, up until now, had been thankfully few and far between.

But today, we would be fighting, and as we walked out the door, I remembered to grab them.

Damian hadn't even bothered to ask why I was wearing earmuffs in such warm weather – he probably already knew, or else was just extremely imperceptive.

It could have been either.

"Hey Alexia! Hey Damian!" called Iris from across the training grounds.

"Hey Iris!" I waved back.

At first I didn't recognize the two people standing next to her, but then I realized that they could only be her weapons.

"Alexia, Damian, you haven't been formally introduced to my weapons. This is Beau," she said, gesturing at the boy, "and this is Arra," she said, pointing at the girl.

"Bow and Arrow? Like your names match what you transform into? Cool!" exclaimed Damian, "I wish my name was Axe, that would be awesome!"

You SMELL like Axe, anyway, I thought.

Beau and Arra's faces showed no emotion.

"No, our names are Beau and Arra," said Beau calmly.

Damian nodded slowly, as if Beau was stupid. "Yeah, that's what I said: BOW and ARROW."

Still, the siblings didn't show any emotion at all, and the conversation lagged.

I noticed Damian inching towards Arra, but the implications of that didn't really hit me until he slipped his arm around her waist.

"Heeey baby," he said, "You free tonight?"

Arra's eyes became wide, as if she was a frightened rabbit. Then, faster than I could blink, she transformed into a pile of arrows with a clatter.

Damian, who had been leaning on Arra, fell over.

Turning, I saw a very red-faced Beau being told to "take deep breaths" by Iris.

I then concluded that he probably had some slight (or not so slight) anger management issues.

"Cut it out," I whispered to Damian as he stood up, "Or Bow might have a murder on his hands."

"You're just jealous," he said back, flipping his hair and getting it stuck in his mouth in the process, so he had to spend a couple minutes spitting it out.

"Jealous of dying? Not particularly…" I said back.

"No, (ptew) jealous of (ptew) Arrow," he replied.

I glared at him. "I'm not jealous of her, or any other girls you've ever come in contact with."

"You suuure…?" he said, putting his arm around my shoulder.

Within seconds, I had spun around and slapped him.

Damian clutched his cheek, which had turned pink. "What was that for?"

"What do you think?!"

"Well sorry!" he growled at me.

Yet another rift being formed between Damian and I.

He was constantly trying to hit on me, which, by terms that had been established earlier, was forbidden.

This was obviously going to cause a problem at some point along the way, seeing as our time at Shibusen had really only begun.

Unbeknownst to us, while Damian and I had been having our little argument, Beau and Arra had started their own little spat.

"So all trees have bark, and all dogs bark, so dogs are trees, right?" Beau said forcefully.

A high, floaty voice, that seemed to come from Arra, responded. "No, Beau, dogs are animals, and trees are plants. We learned this in preschool, remember?"

"NO," replied Beau, obviously angry that he couldn't remember.

"It was the middle of March, there was a high of 64 degrees, it got sunny around noon, you were wearing a black shirt and tan shorts, I was wearing the purple dress that had flowers around the bottom…"

Beau shook his head, breathing more heavily. "I DON"T KNOW!"

"The teacher was wearing a hot pink mini skirt," Beau's breathing suddenly stopped.

"Oh yeah!"

Damian grinned. "Bow is a perv!"

Beau started to breathe very loudly again.

"Guys, can we just practice now?" Iris exclaimed.

"Oh, right." I said.

"Practice," said Damian, as if he had never heard the word before, "Okay!"

After practicing for a while, a few things happened.

First, I decided to start calling Damian, Damina, behind his back.

Second, Iris decided to start wearing earmuffs too.

And third, Beau and Damian, though in weapon form, started fighting about anything and everything.

Damian suddenly transformed back into a human, and dashed over to a group of people walking past.

"Damian, what are you-?" I began.

He immediately walked up to a white haired boy, and asked, "Are you old?"

The boy gaped at him, but before he could say anything, Damian turned to a boy with three white stripes on the right side of his hair.

"1…2…3…you're 3/6 old! Except it's just on the right side, so you're 3/12 old! Which means you're a quarter old!"

The boy in question suddenly pulled out two guns from his pockets.

"AHHH DON'T SHOOT ME PLEASE DON'T SHOOT ME!" screamed Damian, crouching down and curling into a ball.

When he looked up a minute later, the stripy kid was lying on the ground, crying and screaming, "I'm not symmetrical! I am an abomination, I should die!"

Damian stared. "What? I'm not dead?"

Suddenly, the guns that had fallen by stripy kid's side transformed into two girls.

One of them started laughing as soon as she saw stripy kid having his tantrum, and the other began to lecture him.

"Stop groveling and get off the floor Kid!"

As the girl continued to yell at stripy kid, I ran up to the group.

"I'm so sorry, Damian here just has some issues, so…"

But Soul and Damian had started up a conversation of their own.

"Where do you get the idea that I'm old!?" Soul had finally managed to come out of his state of shock, and reply to Damian, "I don't have gray hair!"

"Gray hair is for when you're like 60, and only sorta old, when you're 90, you have white hair!" Damian shot back.

The two spent a moment staring each other down, before deciding that they weren't worth each other's time, and backing off.

I coughed, "Yeah, sorry again, I'm Alexia, and like I said before, Damian has issues."

I stuck out my hand to shake.

The white haired boy turned to look at me, and without offering his hand in return, said, "I'm Soul."

The two girls from earlier looked up at me as well, and one said, "I'm Liz, this is my sister Patty, and this one on the floor here is Death The Kid." She sighed, pointing to stripy kid.
"Ah…" I nodded.

"I'm Maka!" A voice cheered behind me.

I turned around and saw a girl with very light brown hair sticking out her hand - the first one to extend that courtesy back to me.

We shook hands.

"Like I said, I'm Alexia, this is my weapon Damian, and over there," I said, turning, only to find that Iris, Beau, and Arra had walked over, "I mean right here are Iris, Beau, and Arra," I pointed at each one in turn.

"But we're calling them Bow and Arrow 'cause they turn into a bow and arrows!" exclaimed Damian.

Beau's breathing deepened as he glared at Damian.

"What weapon are you?" Soul asked Damian.

Damian grinned. "A battle axe!"

"Sweet! I'm a scythe," Soul replied, transforming his arm into a blade to prove his point.

"D'you wanna see what it looks like?" Damian asked.

"Sure," said Soul. Damian transformed almost instantly, and I grabbed the handle.

Death the Kid, a.k.a. stripy boy, looked up.

"It's... symmetrical..." he said, getting up slowly.

"Yeah…." Soul nodded.

"It's SO beautiful!" Kid cheeped, immediately grabbing the handle out of my palm, and beginning to examine Damian's weapon form.

As he continued, Damian made a series of squealing noises.

I finally decided it might be a good idea to tell Kid to stop.

I sat in my room, contemplating the events of earlier that day.

Before deciding that t would be a good plan to start filling out the dairy I had recently bought.

I flipped open to the first page and began to write:

HAI THERE

MAH NAME IS ALEXIA
THIS IS MAH FIRST EVER DIARY ENTERY
IMMA TELL YOU WAT I DID TODAY

I HUNGED OUT WITH DAMIAN AND IRIS AND BOW AND ARROW

CEPT THERE NAMES ARE BEAU AND ARRA

BUT DAMIAN DUN LIKED THOSE NAMES

SO NOW THERE NAMES ARE BOW AND ARROW

AND SO ANYWAY

DAMIAN TRIEDED TO HIT ON MEH TODAY

BUT I KILLED HIM

SO EVERYTHINGS GOOD

NOMNOMNOM

AND

IRIS IS LIKE AMAHZING

CEPT AFTER I KILLED DAMIAN SHE POKED MEH.

SO I KILLED HER TOO

AND THEN BOW AND ARROW GOT ANGRY

CEPT THEY DIDN'T ACTUALLY GET ANGERLY

CAUSE ARROW IS INCAPABUBBLE

AND BOW'S A GUY AND IM A PRETTY GIRL

BUT THEY KINDA GOT ANGRY

SO I DECAPITATED THEM

AND SO I KILLED THEM DED

BUT I DIDN'T ACTUALLY KILLZ THEM

CAUSE THAT WOULD BE MEANEH

(AND SORTA ILLEGAL)

AND PLUS THEY WOULDN'T BE WALKING AROUND RIGHT NOW

CAUSE THEY'D BE DED

(Oh and Damian is coming over here right now so I should probably stop writing in this)

BAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

(DAMIAN WHOSE DEDDDD!)

(HAHAHAHA)

(I KILLED HIM, REMEMBER)

(KILLED HIM DED)

P.S. damian has red hair

(AND HIS NEW NAME SHALL BE DAMINA)

(BAI)

(AGAIN)

(HAHAHA)

Sincerely, Alexia

A girl that's not actually mentally challenged

But likes to act like she is

ONLY IN HER DIARY THO

:O

AMAHZING, RITE?

GIGGLE

AAACK

I DIED

I DIED MEH DED

YAY

BAI NOW

REALLY, I MEAN IT THIS TIME

BAI

(DAMINA IS STARING AT ME)

(IMMA GO SHOOT HIM)

(CEPT HES ALREADY DED)

(GIGGLE)

(BAI)

-DED-

AN from xxxBlack-Opalxxx: :D Alexia is SPECIAL. But only in her diary. :D

AN from ladylily101: Alexia is VERY SPECIAL. As is Damina. ;) Please review!