Story Title: Eat My Soul

Rating: T for Teen

Genre: Romance/Drama/Action/Slice-of-Life

Synopsis: Maka's mission is to transfer to Shibusen Academy in order to find the whereabouts of an Evil soul. But the thing is…it's an all-boy's school.


Chapter Three

My First Day at Shibusen!


The school was extremely large with a spike and skull and candle motif. Yup. It was definitely Professor Shinigami's school. Meister Academy had been toned down with the skulls because Professor Shinigami thought it'd scare them more than the boys.

At least he was a considerate principle.

"Just look at it! How beautiful it is!" cried Kid, raising both arms to the sky.

Hah?

I looked in the direction he was looking at. The only thing I saw was the school. Nothing really amazing about that.

But Kid thought differently from me (for once). "Simply amazing. I could stand here and look at it all day!"

Uh-oh. Was this guy actually a weirdo too? I backed away from him.

"Symmetry!" he suddenly bellowed, his voice echoing through the air so that I'd hear the word "symmetry" more than once.

"Uh…r-right. It's very symmetrical, Kid," I said, wondering if I should leave.

"Isn't it? I'm glad you agree! It's so hard to find people who truly understand and value just how wonderful symmetry really is! We should get together some and time discuss these matters!"

Count me out.

But I didn't say my feelings right out, though.

"Yahooo! You there!"

Huh? That strangely annoying voice…where was it coming from?

It wasn't Kid talking because he was still going on about symmetry or whatever, so it had to have been someone from…

Above!

I looked upward and sure enough, standing on one of the candles as if he ruled the world, was a boy with spiky blue hair pointing down at me. He was wearing the school uniform but the sleeves had been rolled up as if to show off just how many muscles he had on his arms. I couldn't make out any other features from this distance but I did catch something

I saw a devilish grin spread across his face before he opened his mouth and spoke. "Don't come here like you own the place, transfer student! For I am God!"

…What?

And then he jumped down…all the way down, and landed a few feet in front me and Kid. Kid finally came out of his symmetry trance and looked at the blue haired boy. He put a hand on his hip with a tired expression and sighed.

"BlackStar, stop messing around with Maka and let us pass."

"I can't do that," replied the boy whose name, according to Kid, was Black Star. "I have to give the transfer student a warm welcome first."

"Then give it to him after school. I'm about to show him around now," said Kid, moving forward toward Black Star. I hesitated, wondering if it was all right to just ignore Black Star like this.

But my question was answered soon enough.

I jumped on instinct, narrowly avoiding whatever that was thrown at me. When I landed back on my feet in a crouch, I saw that they were ninja stars. Three of them, in fact, were wedged within the ground.

"W-what the heck!" I shouted angrily. "Why the hell are you attacking me?"

"That's my welcome, duh!" Black Star shouted back with a playful smile. "And here's another one!"

I ended up evading more metallic stars as Black Star threw them as skillfully as if he were born with all the knowledge of height, distance, and speed.

This wasn't good. He was putting distance between us and since I didn't have a weapon, I couldn't attack him at all.

But I made a mistake.

My foot slipped, and I couldn't move in time before Black Star threw his last weapon. I shut my eyes, preparing for the pain.

I heard metal banging against metal, but other than that, nothing happened.

I opened my eyes.

Standing in front of me was Kid. He was holding a pair of guns in his hands and I knew immediately that they were his Weapons. He must have blocked that last shuriken with them.

So he was a Meister, like me.

"Black Star! I'm warning you!" he said with deadly poison, "If you hurt Maka, I'll take you down."

Black Star lowered his guard. "Why're you standin' up for the new guy? Do you like him or something?" he questioned, raising an eyebrow.

"What!" I shouted, both annoyed and embarrassed. But…Kid like someone who he thought was a guy? Did he swing that way?

"Of course I like him," Kid replied without hesitation.

What? I blinked furiously at his back. I was almost even glad he couldn't see my face. It must have looked so red.

"I like him as much as I like everyone else," he explained, and I felt myself relieved.

"Whatever," shrugged Black Star. "Just get out of my way." At this, Black Star raised his hands and his Weapon formed before him. It was a pair of black chain-sickles and he held it with skill. Kid in turn prepared his stance for battle.

I felt completely helpless in this situation. What should I do? These guys…

These guys…

These guys…

Are pissing me off!

Before I knew it, I had thrown one of my thickest books toward Black Star, which hit him straight in the face, and I slammed the spine of another book down atop Kid's head. They both shouted in pain and their faces matched their curses.

My blue bag was left open as I stood up and glared at them.

"Idiots!" I cried. "Don't start a fight for no good reason! If you have to fight, make sure it's for a good cause or else it'll just be wasted energy and effort!"

Kid stared at me with his mouth open and eyes wide. Black Star had the same look on his face.

When they didn't say anything, I started to feel stupid…but instead of going on again about fights, I threw my book back into my bag and took long strides over to where Black Star knelt (after getting hit by my book).

I swiped my book from his hands with a huff. I didn't want to look at him, but I forced myself to anyway. "Sorry about that," I apologized.

It was then that I noticed he had a star tattoo on his shoulder.

…Huh?

I turned back toward Kid. "I'll manage without you!" I said icily.

He didn't say anything, but simply stared at me as if he had never seen me before.

What's with these guys?

Without looking back, I walked over to the large double doors, opened them, and entered Shibusen Academy on my own.


"Geez, this place is crawling with wierdos," I muttered with distaste. I was alone now, with the handsome golden-eyed boy gone, but I felt calmer than I was before. Although…

So far, the few people I've met since entering school were two boys who were almost going to fight, a teacher with a screw in his head, and a few more students who ran at the sight of me, ignored me, or made rude comments about my height and appearance.

I growled with contempt as I looked at the sheet of paper I was holding. Printed on it was my general information as well as the class I would be attending. I peered closer at it.

My teacher's name was Franken Stein. So then…Professor Stein. There were only twenty students in my class. All of them boys.

I sighed.

It was sure to be smelly in there.

It was sure to be chaotic in there.

Aaahh, I wished there was at least one girl at this school.

Hm. That'd be me.

I rephrased my wish.

Aaahh, I wished this was a co-ed school.

Bump

Bump?

My paper was suddenly right in my face.

Ah.

I had walked into someone's back.

I took a step away and apologized. "Ah, sorry about that."

The boy turned around and looked down at me.

My eyes widened.

He had…red eyes.

"Oh? What's this? You the new guy?"

His voice sounded cool, and yet lazy and lethargic, but his face glowed with a kind of bright, warm light. His body was muscular and toned and even though his hands were in his pockets, I could tell from his lean arms that they were as strong and long as Kid's.

He leaned down and looked me in the eyes.

I looked back into his.

Red. They were red. His eyes. A blood red. Bright and ominous.

I could smell his being from this close distance. He smelled familiar….

"Hello? I'm talking to you."

I couldn't pin point what was familiar about it. But it was.

"Oi."

His bangs fluttered every time he moved his head. His hair was white and smooth. I wondered how it'd feel like if I were to streak my hands through it.

"New guy, wake up."

Wait, what am I even thinking? I was getting distracted…. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Ouch!" I yelped. The boy had just flicked me on the forehead! I rubbed the spot of red, narrowing my eyes at him.

He grinned like the devil. "Serves you right for ignoring me like that."

"I wasn't ignoring you," I said defiantly.

"Of course you weren't," he mocked. He moved before I could retort back. I found myself devoid of paper since he had grabbed my information sheet from my hands.

"Hey! Give that back!" I ordered. I stepped forward but the boy lifted his arm and pressed the palm of his hand against my forehead, keeping me at arm's length.

Damn it! Just because you were taller than me didn't mean you could abuse your height like this! Besides, we were probably just a few inches apart anyway!

"Maka Albarn, huh? Class 2-Moon." He threw the sheet back to me and I caught it easily.

"See you later, girly-shrimp," he said as he retreated down the hall.

Gir-gir-gir-girly? I couldn't just let him leave without thanking him. I smirked. "Yeah, later gramps."

That made him twitch.

He spun around angrily. "What was that?" he asked. I could see his veins pop out from his forehead.

"Nothing," I chirrped.

He looked like he was losing his temper. "Why you...little girl!"

"Ah? Vampire!"

"Short-stop!"

"Bully!"

"Your voice still cracks!"

"W-what! My voice doesn't crack!" I yelled.

"Hell yeah like it doesn't!" he jeered. "First it's deep and then it's all squeaky. That's called cracking, dumbass!"

"Hmph. I don't have time for idiots like you who look like they care more about women than studying." What was he talking about? My voice could never crack. What he had heard was me trying to sound like a guy. But I could only have kept that up if I was paying attention. Right now, I was talking in my regular non-guy-sounding voice.

"Watch yourself, new guy," the boy warned.

"Same to you!" I snapped.

"Why you little punk." He walked right up to me and I couldn't help but feel small next to his large body. He overshadowed me. "You're asking for it."

He stared down at me and I stared up at him. We were in a face-off.

I then flicked his forehead and immediately ran away.

I may not have been good at a lot of things, but I was good at running.

He didn't run after me but I heard the boy shout to my retreating back: "You better make sure you keep running or else I'll rip your soul into pieces!"

What a terrible guy.

Hmph.

Maybe he's the Evil.


I couldn't believe it.

When I had entered my classroom, fifteen minutes later, the first person I saw was…

"Welcome to hell." The red eyed boy flashed an evil grin at me.

This couldn't be happening.

"Take your seat, Maka," said Professor Stein.

I found out that Professor Stein was the strange teacher with the screw in his head. Despite having malnutrition-looking skin, dead eyes, and a habit of wanting to dissect everything in sight, he wasn't so bad.

I think.

I was hesitant at taking my seat. Sitting behind me were three very familiar boys. The one right behind me was that arrogant jerk who flicked me on the forehead. To his left was Black Star, picking his nose, looking far off into the distance, and on his right was Kid. He looked strangely depressed.

I didn't want any trouble with the teacher, so I made my way to my seat. I could feel everyone's eyes on me. Did they have to stare so much?

When I sat down, and after Professor Stein had started class, I took out my notebook and began jotting down notes from the blackboard. I wondered if teaching students how to cut open a bird was part of the curriculum.

After a few minutes into class, I heard people whispering behind my back. And then they sniggered.

I ignored them.

But then it came again.

I ignored them.

Five minutes later, their annoying voices came yet again.

I calmly put my pencil down and jerked my head over my shoulder. I caught the red-eyed boy's eyes and he smirked at me, making me feel ten times angrier than I already was.

Wait a minute…

He was…he was whispering something to Black Star, and he kept his eyes on me the entire time! As he quietly said words that were unheard of by anyone else, Black Star veered his eyes toward me and to my horror and shock…started holding his stomach as he was almost bursting with laughter!

What the…

They were talking about me!

Grrr! How frustrating! Were they like, best friends or something? Grrrraahhh!

I turned around.

Be the bigger man, Maka! Don't let them bait you! I told myself but it was hard to focus when you had two giggling idiots right behind you.

To my surprise, something fell atop my desk. It was a folded up piece of paper.

I was normally against passing notes in class but since I couldn't get rid of my curiosity, I opened it up. It better not be from those idiots…

"Maka, I hope you're not mad about before."

It was signed with Kid's name.

Oh, so that's why he looked so depressed.

I let out a sigh and a small smile, relieved that it was him.

I wrote my reply under his signature and sent the note back.

"Don't worry about it. I was glad you were with me."

All right! Now to get to studying!

As the minutes wore on, that idiot's and Black Star's laughing became quieter and quieter in my ears, allowing me to fully concentrate on my work.

I said that but…

I still couldn't stop my cheeks from feeling hot.


Next Time on Eat My Soul!

"Black Star, let me go."

"Black Star, you're really too funny!"

"Why…why do you seem so…small and frail? Almost like a gir"

"I…I must be imagining this."

When I began walking down the hall, Kid grabbed my wrist.

"What is it, Kid?"

"Maka, be careful when you're by yourself."


Author's Note: Thank you for reading Eat My Soul! How was it? Any mistakes? Please tell me.

Right now, it seems like Maka's more interested in Kid than anyone else, huh? She's a normal girl, so I wouldn't find it surprising that she'd be interested in a charming boy who willingly interacts with her. Ha ha! And I thought this was a MakaxSoul fanfic. Don't worry, it is.

I wish I could have done more with this chapter. Maybe it would have been a lot more interesting and fun to read. But I liked this style of writing. It's fun and easy to write and even more so, it's a fast-paced read. I usually write with more descriptions so this is a nice change of pace!

Thank you everyone for your kind reviews! I read them all. T^T

And in case anyone else was wondering, the first part of chapter one (where she's with Soul) was in the future. While knocked out cold, Maka's just dreaming about the events that led up to that point in time. Did that make sense? Ha ha, I tried.

As my last few words, I'd like to thank you all for reading, reviewing, faving, or even clicking on my story!