A/N: Sorry for the wait, guys!

AKIRE'S POV

Okay, so we had to get ourselves situated and all that other shit before actually starting class and all that other crap. I really wanted to stay at Stein's place, but Sam wouldn't hear it so we ended up in the dorms instead.

Darn her.

It didn't end all too badly though. We had a pretty sweet dorm. Our room overlooked Death City and was closest to practically everything (*cough*kitchen*cough*) so I had no complaints.

Then came the uniforms.

There was no fucking way in all of heaven, earth, and hell, or anywhere in between that I was getting into a fucking skirt, so I ended up wearing a white hoodie and the blue uniform slacks (yes, the one for guys) with my converse sneakers. Sam, on the other hand was perfectly okay with wearing skirts and all that shit so she wore the uniform. Its just that she ripped off the sleeves and wore some black and white striped arm warmers. Typical.

That's when we actually had to find the darn class we were going to. Sure, we asked Kim where to go, but like the idiots we were, we forgot almost immediately. We got into the usual "I thought you knew" argument, so that didn't help at all. I was pretty sure that we were supposed to be in the N.O.T. class, instead of the E.A.T. class, since we had no clue who exactly was the weapon and who exactly was the meister, but Sam said that she didn't remember any of those terms so she was absolutely help.

No surprise there.

So we were walking around aimlessly like a pair of losers and what have you.

Dammit.

The bell reverberated against the walls.

"Op! That was the bell!" Sam chirps.

I glared at her through narrowed eyes, "No shit, Einstein." I replied scathingly.

Sam pouted at me, "Ya don't have ta be so mean…"

I averted my glare forward and kept marching on. I was so busy being pissy that I didn't realize that I was going to bump into someone until too late.

"Oh, hey Akire." said Stein, steadying me until I was able to stand upright.

I dusted off my slacks, "Hey, Stein."

Sam glowered, "Not fair! I get called a thing, while shortie here gets called by her name!"

I slowly turned to face her, "What was that?" I inquired with my signature sweet smile.

Sam laughed sheepishly, "Err….nothing!"

"Thought so."

Stein shuffled through the stack of papers he had in his hand, "Umm…let's see here….Oh. Here it is." He extracted a pure, clean white sheet of paper. I couldn't help but think that it was perfect drawing paper. He handed me the paper.

"What's this?" Sam chirped.

He placed his clipboard under his armpit, "It's the results of the blood sample I took earlier."

Sam shuddered beside me as she looked over my shoulder.

"So…" I began after skimming the page.

"You are the meister," Stein confirmed, "And this thing here is the weapon."

"Hey!" Sam shouted, "Stop calling me a thing!"

Stein ignored her, "Instead of attending actual class, you two are going to come with me and we'll do some exercises to better match your wavelengths."

"Wait…" I drawled, "So you're telling me that-"

"This thing standing beside you that carries black blood is your partner, yes." Stein interjected.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked no one in particular.

"THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE MY QUESTION!" Sam fumed, "AND STOP CALLING ME A THING! I AM CLEARLY A PERSON. OPEN YOUR GODDAMN EYES, PEOPLE!"

Stein and I stared at her panting frame.

"But you're a weapon." I deadpanned.

"SO?!" she all but yelled, "I breath, I eat food, I piss and crap like people do! Heck, why am I even having this conversation with you?! You know I'm human!"

"Hey…" I replied with a shrug, "You're the one who brought it up."

Stein looked at us both with a raised eyebrow, "Well, you two are going to get along just swimmingly."

"NO! LET ME OUT! I DON'T WANT TO BE HERE AGAIN! DON'T DO THIS TO ME! SOMEBODY! SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEEEEE!" Sam shouted as she pounded and scratched at the metal door. She sobbed, "I'M GOING TO BE DISSECTED BY A FUCKING MONSTERRRRRR…!"

I turned to Stein, "Hey, Sam's got a point. This is a pain in the ass. Why are we back in your lab?" I gestured around at the dim room.

"Shinigami-sama's orders." was his simple reply.

Well that didn't really tell me anything. With a sigh, I asked, "Okay…So what are you going to have us do?"

Sam turned from a defiant teen into a sulking toddler, all curled up in a ball in the far corner of the room we were in, "He's going to dissect us…He's going to dissect us…" she chanted as she rocked herself back and forth. Then Sam saw the mad scientist and me stare at her as if she was queer. She changed her chant, "He's going to dissect me…He's going to dissect me…"

I sighed, "Sam, get your ass over here. The sooner we get this over with the sooner you can wreck havoc at the academy."

That perked her up immediately, "Okay!" She addressed Stein, "So what the hell are we doing?"

He pushed up his glasses, "I was just about to get to it. Okay, may the weapon actually turn into a weapon?"

Sam glowered at him, but complied. She closed her eyes and concentrated. You know, I always wondered how the heck a weapon turns into one. Like, what sensation did they go through? It couldn't be as simple as "Okay, I wanna turn into a weapon now. Yay…" I'm going to have to ask Sam later how that all went down.

So Sam turned herself into a weapon and I ended up holding a pitch black sword. It had absolutely no sheen and the blade cured upward toward the end a little bit. Kinda like a traditional katana in a sense. Oh, and did I mention that it was dripping with black ink? Seriously, Sam? I quickly inspected a hand to see if it was dirty. Nope. All clean. Good.

Stein rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Hmm…so your wavelengths do match."

I stared at him, "I thought you knew!"

He ignored me and inspected the weapon that was Sam, "Hmm…not bad."

"Of course it's not bad!" Sam snapped.

He ignored her too, "Blade's pretty sharp…A little phallic though…And what's with the ink…? Interesting. I might need to delve a little bit deeper for that, though I'm guessing that its due to the black blood."

Sam blushed when he said the word 'phallic'. (I saw part of the blade turn a little pink. That's how I knew.) "It-it is NOT!" she spluttered.

Stein raised an eyebrow, "Uh-huh. Anyways, your wavelengths are compatible, as I have said, but only to the extent where Akire here can hold the weapon without anything happening. Which, is strange because Akire has no sign of black blood in her system. Then again, Maka Albarn and Soul Eater Evans was a fine example of that and nothing happened to them. Anyway, if you wanna have any hope of cutting down anything, you have to match wavelengths a bit more."

"No, really?" Sam and I replied sarcastically.

He smiled, "I guess saying things simultaneously is a start. The thing you're holding can turn back into her human form now."

Sam materialized sitting cross-legged on the floor, "At least the bastard acknowledged me as a female…"

Five hours later, Sam and I were nose to nose, bristling like two angry she-cats. Stein covered his eyes. I could tell from his voice that he was laughing, "Well, this is going along quite well."

"No, it is not!" Sam shouted, "There's no way I can resonate with this bitch!"

"Right back at you." I snapped.

"Then how the heck are those two friends in the first place?" Stein asked the air.

Our little argument was about to escalate to a new level when the door opened. We all turned our heads to see who it was. Sam let out a low squeal.

It was Death the Kidd.

"Hey, Kidd." greeted Stein, "Why are you here?"

"My father wanted to know Sam's and Akire's progress." he replied, "And to relay to you the latest developments."

I swear, Sam was about to pass out when Kidd said her name.

"Oh, I see. What do you wanna talk about?"

Kidd looked at us, "Umm…If you two do not mind, can you go to the other end of the room? This is confidential."

"Sure."

"Okay!"

Sam was all but bubbling with happiness, "OMIGOSHOMIGOSHOMIGOSH!" she whispered, "It's. Death. The. Kidd!"

I rolled my eyes, trying to hear what those two were talking about. All I head was Stein's "yeahs" and "uh-huhs". I scowled. If only Sam would shut up for a little bit…

"Professor Stein, how is their progress going?" Kidd asked.

Darn. I missed all the juicy stuff.

"They suck." was the mad scientist's answer.

"Hey!" Sam protested.

Kidd smiled at us, "I'm pretty sure that they're going to improve eventually."

And with that, he left.

Sam leapt to her feet, "Akire! We gotta do this thing!"

I rolled my eyes while Stein chuckled.

It took us until dark, and I was hungry as hell, but at eleven fifty nine pm, we finally resonated.

FINALLY.