HII!
I'm so proud of myself, I got this chapter up in a week! I can't believe it!
So, after reading the three chapters I have done so far, I have noticed that, like I warned, it is a tad slow. Do not worry though, it will pick up in the next few chapters. I have a full 17 chapters planned out and I think that will just be over half the story haha
In any case, I really liked writing this chapter and hope you will find equally as enjoyable. It does introduce some OC's, one of which will be important to the story in the future. OC's don't really annoy me so long as they're not the central character nor paired with any of the main characters, so I'm in the clear. Besides, they can't really be avoided considering I'm making up a culture here.
Umm... warnings: A bit of language in this one, and that's really it haha
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or any of its characters. Drat.
Enjoy!
Chapter 3 The Island of Death: Death the Kid's Real Name?
The mist was so thick it was nearly solid, so intensely white it may just as well have been sheets of snow, rolling around the black boat and completely obscuring the sight of anything that was not directly in front of your face.
Black was usually a color that was associated with dread but right now Soul would have given anything to be surrounded by the inky blackness of the night in place of this unnatural fog.
Drenched as if caught in a storm, Soul stood with his hands gripping the railing attached to the front deck, his knuckles white from the tension in his hands, his sole evidence that Black Star was still with him being the rapid cursing going on next to him.
In retrospect, he figured that maybe they should have listened like the girls did when Kid had told them not to go outside yet. But when the young death god had said that they were near the Island after six hours inside the cabin, he and Black Star had insisted on going out onto the deck so they could watch as the island approached and get some fresh air, completely ignoring Kid's warning in the process.
And now, now they were just too damn stubborn to admit that they were wrong.
They refused to walk back into that cabin, soaked to the bone, shoulders slumped in defeat and teeth gritted against the cold that wrapped itself around their bodies.
No, instead, they did all of that outside, in the mist, freezing, but free from the mocking comments of their company.
"How much longer can this damn mist last?" Soul growled out, interrupting Black Star's steady cursing of the environment they were currently in.
"It's been nearly 30 fucking minutes already, I don't know if we can beat this one Soul." Black Star spoke forlornly between chattering teeth.
Soul strained his eyes in hopes of looking at the assassin one last time, "It's looking like this is going to be the end of us buddy. There's only one thing left to do. In an hour, maybe two, the others are gonna come out here and find our bodies frozen to death, so we have to freeze in the coolest positions possible."
"Will do pal. Soul, you will always be my best friend. Even in death the power of our friendship will never be denied. We- HEY! I can see your eyes! Gah, they're so creepy in the mist!" As soon as the words left his mouth the Blue haired meister threw himself at the weapon as the mist suddenly disappeared as soon as it had appeared.
"SOUL!" Black Star cried, his arms around the weapon's neck.
"BLACK STAR! I CAN SEE YOU!" Soul nearly wept at that small and simple fact, freedom making him momentarily emotional.
"And people call me melodramatic." A lightly amused voice sounded. The two hugging boys turned together to stare at the doorway where Kid was standing dead center, a light smile on his face. Patti was standing on his right laughing uproariously as the other three girls giggled.
Kid sighed and went back inside, shaking his head, as Soul and Black Star let go of each other.
Maka continued giggling as she and Liz walked up to stand at the bow of the ship, Patti skipping ahead of them, just a few feet away from where Soul was standing.
"You guys could have just come in if you were wet and cold, you idiot." Maka laughed even as she rolled her eyes at her weapon.
"Hmph." Soul crossed his arms over his chest grumpily as he stood up stick straight due to the cold he was feeling. His meister would chastise him while Tsubaki walked Black Star over to the stairs leading up to the helm to sit him down and hug him to warmth. He really got the short end of the stick when it came to caring and doting partners.
Suddenly the constant chill running through his arms was halted as warmth covered his shoulders. Soul looked to his side to see Kid leaning over the rail on his right, elbows resting on the black metal railing, chin in his hands as he smiled over at him, light pink blushing barely gracing his cheeks.
Soul looked at his shoulder in confusion, looking blankly at the soft black blanket covering his shoulders and arms before thanking the meister. Kid's blush deepened and he made a dismissive gesture with his hand.
"You really should have come inside when the mist started coming in. I did try to warn you. The mist is a feature of the Island, it's what makes it so that humans can not ever hope to find it. No human could ever navigate through that mist and they all inevitably end up lost or gently turned back the way they came."
"This is so pretty!" Patti yelled as she twirled looking straight up at the sky, arms stretched out on either side of her.
Soul looked up and held back a gasp. Now that the mist had cleared the night was one of the clearest he had ever experienced and in the sky were millions of stars visible, like someone had dropped a bucket of glitter across midnight blue fabric. So many that there seemed to be more bright, silver light than dark blue sky. But it was not only glitter, it was color. Swirls of dark purples, light blues and even reds melted across the sky. There was not even a need for electricity, Soul could see everything and everyone clear as day.
"I've never seen so many stars before, not even in the countryside." Maka said, her voice quiet and awed.
"It really is a shame what light pollution has done to the night sky in the human world." Kid sighed, golden eyes tracing shapes and patterns in the stars above, a calm and serene expression on his face.
Soul leaned down next to him, elbows resting on the bars with his hands together and shoulders hunched in his signature horrid posture.
"In the human world? Are we no longer in the human world Kid?"
"The Island is more of an in-between space. In between the human and the spirit world, in between life and death. It is separate but connected, just like we are separate but connected to humans."
Kid looked sad as he was speaking but immediately smiled when his eyes rested on one spot in the sky. He straightened up and pointed, "Soul, do you see that really bright star alone in that small abandoned area?"
Soul shot the shinigami an incredulous look and then motioned with one sweeping hand to the entire night sky and all the millions of stars embedded in it, wondering how he was ever supposed to pick out a single one.
Kid rolled his eyes good naturedly and grabbed Soul's right hand with his left, pulling till the weapon stood shoulder to shoulder with him, or at least as close to shoulder to shoulder as they could get with their height difference, their joined hands outstretched in front and above them. Soul took a moment to enjoy the soft skin of the meister's smaller hand, surprisingly free of any rough calluses one would expect from a gunslinger.
Kid pointed with his index finger and Soul's eyes followed as the meister started making shapes.
"Rusco, fox. Filit, bird. And ango, snake…" Kid spoke quietly, tracing the snake's tail until Soul's eyes caught a small area of blank sky around a bluish bright shining star.
Kid let go of Soul's hand gently and leaned against the railing once more, "That's Ainatar. Shinigami myth says that Ainatar was the first being on earth, born of the starlight, he guided the spirits of dead plants and animals into the Spirit World."
"Plants and animals?" Soul asked, his eyes caught on the bright star as Kid spoke.
Kid laughed, "Don't be so species-centric Soul. Every living thing has a spirit that needs guidance after leaving their physical bodies in death. Ainatar was the only one of his kind though and bearing the burden of every death on earth weighed heavily upon his soul. He beseeched the stars to take him back and when they did not answer he thrust himself back into the sky from the highest mountain on earth. But he was aware of his responsibilities, he chose four bright stars that were fashioned in a square and threw them down to the earth to the Island, where the first life came into being, trading their place for his. These are our four elders, the first shinigami to ever come into existence."
"Wow."
Kid laughed again, "It's a myth Soul. A story told to children at bedtime. No one really knows if it is true, the elders certainly have not said so either way, I doubt they even really know."
"So how did the story come up in the first place?" Soul asked curiously, leaning on the railing once again next to Kid, this time a little closer.
"The same way any myth comes into being, to explain what is to us, unexplainable. Even we don't know everything." Kid shrugged, his eyes tracing the sky again.
The stood in silence for a few minutes before Soul grinned widely and nudged Kid's shoulder with his own, "So the asymmetry of the stars doesn't bother you then?"
Kid rolled his eyes, "There are millions of stars up there Soul, it would take more years than even I have to determine whether or not that sky has symmetry. Even I'm not that crazy."
"Hey Kid!" Liz waved the raven haired boy over to where she and Maka were standing while Patti stood on the bottom most rail and leaned over the side, he hand on her eyes as if she was blocking out the non-existent sun and pointing straight out in front of her.
Kid stood, walking over to the girl's and Soul found himself automatically following.
"Is that it? That speck of light waaaay over there, is that the Island?" Patti asked as she leaned forward to a worrying degree.
Kid calmly pulled the back of her shirt to straighten her up, "Do be a little more careful Patti. But yes, that is the Island that we are approaching."
Hearing the stated fact, Black Star perked up from where he was seated on the steps and bounded over to the group with Tsubaki hurrying after him. The assassin threw himself onto the rail next to Patti and leaned over trying to get a better look.
"Why is it so bright?" Maka asked as she strained her eyes impatiently to try to see it better.
Kid just smile, "You'll see soon enough."
"Or you could just tell- HEY!" Liz squealed and reached out wildly as the boat jerked left momentarily before righting itself. Patti and Black Star grabbed onto each other in panic as they swayed on the railing and Tsubaki put a hand on each of them to keep them from going over the rail and into the water.
Even Kid was caught by surprise as he stumbled back into Soul who had managed to regain balance fairly quickly, his arms wrapping around the meister automatically to hold him up from behind.
"What the hell was that all about." Liz panted as her heart raced, one hand holding onto Maka'a shoulder as the other girl straightened up from her bent over position.
Kid scowled in the direction of the helm above them before being distracted by someone coughing conspicuously in the otherwise silent environment. Kid looked over at Maka who was smiling while Liz smirked lightly.
It was then that Kid noticed his position, his back pressed against Soul's chest with the weapons arms wrapped around him to steady him. Kid flushed when his eyes met Soul's, and immediately missed the warmth when the weapon blushed back and released him, clearing his throat self-consciously.
Liz nudged Tsubaki lightly with her elbow, "Told you they would make a cute couple."
"Uh, hey, Kid, I was wondering. Earlier you said that no human could navigate through the mist." Soul's voice was stilted as he switched everybody's focus away from him and what he had just done.
Kid rubbed lightly at his flushed cheek before answering, "Yes, I did say that."
"Then what exactly is steering the boat?" Soul asked, thinking back to the ill looking man who had been talking to Kid in the cabin.
"Oh, Menta is a wraith, couldn't you tell?" Kid said simply, his right hand rubbing his left arm.
"A wraith? A wraith is a ghost isn't it? How can a ghost steer a boat? Oh god, I knew I was going to die!" Liz cried as she sank to her knees.
"He's not really a ghost per say. He's more of an undead guide really. A long time ago, even before my father's time, a shinigami who was like minded to us left the Island after hearing about a pair of demons who were murdering women in a small village outside of modern day Paris. When he got there though, the demon was mourning after accidentally mortally wounding his own lover, who lay dying in his arms. He caught sight of the shinigami and vowed himself to an eternity of servitude if the death god would save her. The shinigami agreed, saved the demon's wife and tied Menta to the job of ferryman between the human world and the Island for as long as the Earth survived."
"How did he save her? The demon's lover I mean." Maka asked as they came closer to the bright spot in the middle of the black ocean that was the Island.
"She took part of Menta's soul and used it to anchor his lover's soul back in her body." Kid explained nonchalantly.
"You can do that?" Liz asked in amazement. Maka was looking at the shinigami in surprise and even Black Star looked impressed.
Kid looked out in the direction of the approaching land, Soul studied his profile, sensing the same hidden but distinct sadness that seemed to cling to Kid ever since they left Death City, "Not always. It is actually a testament to how much Menta loved his wife that the shinigami was able to tie part of his soul to hers. Such a thing can only be done in cases where two soul wavelengths are completely and naturally compatible. I mean, anyone can tweak and train their wavelength to match another's, like meisters do with their weapons all the time. But to find two soul's naturally matching in wavelength is an extremely rare thing to find in this world, even when you live as long as we do. In other words, part of your soul can only be tied to another's if you are, and don't laugh because it's true, soul mates."
Soul snorted, "Who knew death gods could be so romantic."
"Hey guys look! There are floating lights around the Island!" Patti cried, tugging on her sister's arm.
Soul turned his attention away from Kid and back onto the Island. They were still quite a few miles away, but they could finally see it. They were moving straight toward a huge towering metropolis set at the edge of the island almost over the water, bigger even than Death City. Lines of alabaster buildings interspersed with trees gleamed white in the moon and starlight, spiraling upwards to the top and capped off with a huge sprawling magnificent castle. Soul leaned forward across the railing to try and get a better look.
The closer they came, the more detail Soul could make out. All of the buildings, the castle included, were detailed with delicate flowing lines, intricate organic designs that looked as if someone had actually managed to melt the stone and bend it into shapes. Spiraling towers and huge winding stairs leading to grand halls could be seen even from this distance and every glass used in the vast arching windows of every building throughout the city were stained softly in different colors of purple, pink, blue and green. Beyond the stunning city, Soul could make out huge, dense forests and towering over the city in the background was a mountain range, the highest component of which looked as if it were about to breach the sky.
Patti was right though, all around the Island were hundreds of tiny floating lights, cutting across the cool starlight and adding a dimension of warmth in the otherwise ethereal environment.
"It's so beautiful." Tsubaki voiced softly, her hands resting lightly on the railing.
"Like a dream." Maka commented warmly.
"Who knew that a place that was home to death gods would be filled with so much light." Liz leaned on the railing with a soft smile that she just could not seem to help.
Patti climbed up onto the rail again, still amazed by the floating lights, "What are they Kid?"
No answer came forth. Soul turned back to the young shinigami that he had passed when trying to get a better look at the Island and felt surprise shoot through him. Kid was just staring, softly biting his lower lip and his eyes glazed with what Soul belatedly realized were unshed tears. There was nostalgia, the natural happiness and warmth associated with returning to your place of origin but it was almost completely overwhelmed by a deep sadness that Soul could almost feel himself, as if it were reaching out to him desperately.
Soul reached out a hand and placed it hesitantly on the meister's shoulder, slowly, as if the other would break if he moved too fast, "Kid?"
As soon as his hand made contact with the other's shoulder, Kid took in a deep shuddering breath and released it and the pained expression on his face all at once.
A vacant smile that Soul automatically saw through took it's place on Kid's face and he shook his head when Soul opened his mouth to speak.
"They're called Menel Calina, Sky Lights." Kid walked forward so that he stood next to Patti, running a hand lightly down Soul's arm as he did so in some sort of comforting gesture. Wirily Soul thought that it was Kid who needed comforting. He could see why Professor Stein had asked him to look out for the raven haired meister now, there was obviously something about this place that Kid associated with despair.
Patti looked on wondrously, "Oh, how do they float?"
Kid smiled, genuinely this time, Soul noted. Whatever it was that made Kid so upset a moment ago had been shoved into a deep dark corner of his mind, "They're not floating, they're flying."
Patti looked absolutely giddy at the prospect and Black Star pointed at Kid accusingly, "You mean those things are alive?"
Kid nodded before turning back to Patti, "Would you like to see one, I think we're close enough for them to hear us calling."
Patti's eyes went wide and she nodded happily in agreement. Soul was interested as well. They were close enough to the Island now that they could actually see the dock they would be pulling into in about ten minutes, but the floating lights still just looked like, well balls of light.
Kid leaned as far as he could over the railing and held out one hand to the sky, his white shirt slipping up a little further, affording Soul a glimpse of the smooth, pale skin of his lower back, "Okay, don't everyone crowd at once, we don't want to scare her."
Everyone but Patti took a step back in retreat after having unconsciously moved forward toward Kid before his warning. When everyone was backed away a bit, enough so that Kid and Patti had a small amount of free space, Kid whistled. A high note sounded in the night air, strong and pure, it seemed to echo though there was nothing around for the sound waves to bounce off of. When the note ended, Soul watched in fascination as one light started moving away from the others and towards Kid's outstretched hand.
The light flew around Kid a few times before coming to rest right in Kid's palm and the shinigami smiled brightly as he pulled his hand closer to his chest slowly and gently. The warm light from the creature in his hands illuminated his pale face brilliantly, shining off of glowing yellow and molten golden eyes and contrasting with the darkness of the thin dark eyebrows and raven hair, and Soul realized that his friend was heartbreakingly beautiful.
Patti leaned over Kid's shoulder and stared down at the tiny creature in his hand in child like wonder. The others stepped forward slowly and cautiously when Kid motioned that it was okay for them to come closer.
The tiny little light in his hand was smaller than a fairy, but was very similar to one, only with white pale skin, wrapped in a white dress with platinum blonde flowing hair and gleaming yellow eyes. Her wings were thin and intricate and they shined like sunshine through a snowflake, seemingly reflecting all colors at once.
"They are similar to the fairies in the human world. Whenever a child shinigami is born, a sky light is born from their innocence. One sky light to correspond with every shinigami." Kid said fondly, his other hand moving to caress a wing ever so softly, the little light creature humming happily.
Maka moved forward an little more, the light from the creatures wing's reflected in her forest green eyes, "Is this one yours?"
Kid smiled brightly again and nodded.
"She's so gorgeous." Patti whispered reverently. Apparently, the little light liked the weapon's assessment and flew up to circle Patti's head before resting in her open palm that Kid hurriedly brought up in front of her.
"Hello, little sky light! My name is Patti!" The younger gun weapon stated excitedly. The light did not speak, but when it opened it's mouth a light airy sound, like the chime of a small bell came forth, and the note sounded happy.
"We're here!" Black Star cried suddenly and Soul looked up, startled to see that they were indeed pulling into dock.
The little light flew out of Patti's hand, circled Kid once and flew away as the boat came to a stop.
"By little sky light! See you later!" Patti waved happily before skipping over to the cabin along with Black Star and retrieving her, Liz's and Kid's bags. When she came back out she handed one to Liz and kept the other two herself. Soul smirked, Kid hated carrying any sort of bag, always said it made him feel asymmetrical. Patti knew this, so she did not even make to giver her meister his own bag, happily carrying it for him.
Soul hurriedly retrieved his own bag as well as Maka's, which he promptly dumped on her when he returned outside and rushed off the boat after Kid and the two demon guns.
Soul swayed when both legs made it onto the light stone dock, hours of being on a boat obviously messing with his equilibrium. As soon as he regained his balance he started walking again as Kid made his way to the end of the long dock, where two adults were standing in waiting.
They were both very tall and willowy, one male and the other female. The male stood just a bit taller than the female, his lean frame covered in a heavy billowing black cloak held together with gold fastenings up the chest and high neck, dark black hair cut short. The female was dressed just as darkly as her companion, black dress falling to the ground, huge bell like sleeves starting at the edges of her shoulders and golden thread weaving a beautiful design on her torso, sleeves, and hem. There were both pale skinned and smooth faced, looking about early thirties, though they're golden eyes were ancient.
Kid stopped in front of them and bowed briefly before straightening again, "Elder Huine, Elder Taura."
The two older figures smiled lightly then. The male put a hand to his heart and then made a sweeping motion forward in what Soul assumed was some sort of shinigami greeting while the female stepped forward, long graceful hands coming up to rest on either side of Kid's shoulders.
"Isilme, it has been eleven years I believe, not a thousand. There is no need for you to be so formal." Her voice was soft but strong and something about it instantly put Soul at ease.
The male stepped forward then, one hand moving to rest lightly on Kid's head, "Only eleven years and look at how much you've grown. You really are the exact mirror image of your mother."
Soul noticed a bit of tension return to Kid's previously relaxed body before the man spoke again.
"And you must be weapons and meisters from the DWMA. We welcome you to the Island and thank you for your assistance."
Seeing as how everyone else was too amazed to speak, Soul stepped forward and offered a hand to the far older male who promptly shook it, "Soul Evans sir, it's an honor to even be permitted access to your lands, we promise to do everything we can to help."
Kid smiled in approval as Soul's speech seemed to kick everyone else out of their stupor and then frowned when Black Star stepped forward.
"I am Black Star! Never fear, as long as I'm around you can bet that this Island will be perfectly safe! No madness will escape from me!"
Tsubaki ran forward startled and grabbed Black Star's arm to keep him still, "Um, sorry about that Sir, he's a little high spirited, strong constitution is all."
The man smiled, "No need to apologize. And there's no need to call me Sir, Huine will do just fine."
The woman, Taura, dropped Kid's shoulder's and turned to Liz and Patti, "And you must be Isilme's weapons. You have quite the strong connection. You must be exceedingly strong to be weapons for a Reaper."
Liz blushed at the compliment while Patti smiled happily, "Thank you ma'am, my name is Liz, and this is my sister Patti. It's very nice to meet you."
Taura nodded and looked at Maka, "And you dear?"
Maka gulped, "Maka Albarn ma'am. I'm Soul's meister."
"I'm so glad that Isilme has such strong and worthy companions, perhaps Taura will stop worrying about him so, now." Huine said teasingly while Taura scoffed and Kid blushed at the doting.
"In any case, it is very late. We should start making our way-" Huine began but was interrupted by a yell.
"Isilme!"
Everyone turned toward the forest, where a man who looked around 21 years old was running down a dirt path toward them. From the corner of his eye, Soul saw Kid give a fond smile of recognition.
The man bounded up to them, just the same height and build as Soul, clad in black slacks and a white t shirt with tan skin, ruffled black hair and deep purple eyes. As soon as he was in front of Kid he threw his arms around the meister's waist and lifted him off the ground.
The automatic annoyance must have registered on his face because Maka's sharp elbow made its way into his side in warning.
Kid rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless as he patted the man's head, "Hello to you too Tulca. If you wouldn't mind putting me down, that would be fantastic."
The man, Tulca, laughed and set Kid down gently. "Sorry Isilme, it's just been so long, I've missed you."
Taura smiled at the display and placed a hand on Kid's shoulder, "Hello Tulca, I believe my husband and I will be retiring for the night. Will you please escort Isilme and his friends?"
Tulca straightened and flushed somewhat, not having realized that two of the elders were present, "Of course Lady Taura."
The women smiled gave Kid a brief hug before walking away with Huine.
"Ne, hey Kid, why does everyone keep calling you Isilme?" Patti wondered as she rocked on the balls of her feet.
Kid blushed and bit his lip softly, "Well, that's my name. My real name anyway."
"What?" Liz put her hands on her hips and stared her meister down, demanding answers.
"Well, the shinigami of the Island were always very amused that the humans called father 'Death' so when I was born, I was given a name but also the nickname of 'Death the Kid' after my father. Eventually people started just calling me Kid so when I came to the human world, it's what I stuck with."
"So, should we start calling you Isilme now?" Black Star asked, confusion staining every world.
Kid smiled and shook his head, "No, I've been just Kid for the past eleven years. If you started calling me Isilme it just wouldn't sound right. Kid is much more natural to me now."
Tulca smirked, "So should I call you Kid then."
Kid rolled his eyes and gave the other shinigami a pointed look, "Would you even if I asked you to?"
The man laughed, "Nope, probably not."
"Ugh, you haven't changed at all." Kid sighed.
Maka smiled and stepped a little closer to Kid, pulling Soul with her so that the white haired weapon was standing right next to the raven haired meister, their arms touching lightly between them. The green eyed meister watched carefully as the new man's eyes zeroed in on the spot where Kid and Soul were touching, "So who is this, Kid?"
Soul shot his meister a questioning glance that she ignored, though she noted, not without satisfaction, that neither Soul nor Kid had made to put anymore space between them. Apparently this Tulca guy had not missed that fact either, because he sent a disgruntled frown Soul's way while the weapon's attention was averted.
"Oh, this is Tulca everybody. He was my best friend growing up. Normally, because we live so long, shinigami children are separated by many years but luckily I happened to be born just two years after Tulca. You may notice that he has different characteristics than Elder Huine and Taura and I. That is because Tulca is a Jinshingami, you can tell easily if a shinigami is a Jinshingami or Seishingami just by looking at their eye color. Tulca, this is Liz, Patti, Black Star, Tsubaki, Maka and Soul."
Tulca's deep purple eyes ran over each of them briefly as they were introduced until he got to Soul. Soul watched his previously good natured smile get a little tense and Soul automatically took another half step toward Kid, bringing their arms into full contact. The white haired meister did not think he was going to like this Tulca guy very much.
The older Shinigami's eyes narrowed slightly before his lips stretched into a smirk, "Of course, that's not all we were, was it Kid?"
Kid smiled nervously, "That does not really make a difference anymore Tulca. It really is very late, we should probably make our way into the city now, it is a long walk to the castle and we need some sleep and of course I'm going to have to fix all of the asymmetrical things on our way."
Soul's eyes widened marginally, "What else could you have possibly been at eight and ten years old?"
Kid let out an annoyed sigh and started pulling lightly on Soul's arm to get the group to start walking, "Like I said, it was a long time ago and has no relevance to the here and now, so can we please start walking now?"
Tulca just continued to smirk, "We were intended to get married when we were older. He was my, what you humans call, fiancé."
Kid rolled his eyes, his lips pursed in annoyance, tapping his foot impatiently while motioning to the walkway that led up to the city.
Soul let lose a small growl, thinking again about how he just knew he was going to hate the arrogant jerk in front of him. And Soul was never one to go against his instincts.
But for now he just wrapped a friendly arm around Kid's shoulders and let himself be led away by the relieved meister, leaving Tulca to follow quickly with his annoyed glare and the group to scurry after them with their shouted questions regarding what Tulca had just said.
Soul just squeezed Kid's shoulders a little tighter, pulling the other into his side a little more firmly and tried to focus on walking and not punching the following Jinshingami in the face instead of his friend's small smile and Maka's pleased grin.
Soul sighed as he thought about the sudden mess he had gotten himself into this time. And to think, the mission had yet to even really begin.
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