Switching Souls
Hey everyone! :) Thank you to all of the people who took the time out of their day to read and review Chapter Two and follow and favorite Switching Souls. I appreciate you guys so much. c: And I'm sorry for the slightly longer wait for this chapter. I've been traveling and really busy lately, but I'll try to update every couple of days and get these new chapters out as soon as possible. :) And without further ado, here's Chapter Three.
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Chapter Three
As Maka and Soul continued to stare at each other in shock and disbelief, the rest of their classmates began to take notice of their surroundings.
"Why does my body feel so puny?" Black*Star wondered aloud, stretching his arms above his head. He then looked over and took notice of a figure that looked identical to himself sitting on the ground, his legs stretched out in front of him and his back straight with perfect posture. "And who is this person trying to look like me?! I mean, I understand how you would want to look like THE MIGHTY BLACK*STAR, but there is only one Black*Star, and that is me," he said smugly as he pointed to himself. "And since when was I wearing a jacket?" he wondered as he looked down at himself, noticing the change of clothes.
"It appears," the other version of Black*Star stated calmly, an unreadable expression on his face and his hands folded in his lap, "that we have switched bodies."
"WHAT?!" Black*Star's mouth dropped open. "THEN WHO ARE YOU?! AND WHO AM I?!" He looked all over the place like he was expecting to find the answer written in the rock walls.
"I am Death the Kid," Kid replied, "and could you get that idiotic look off of my face? It doesn't suit it." He irritably stood up, brushing the dirt off of his white and black pants and fixing the rest of his clothes to make sure that they rested symmetrically on his newly short and muscular frame. Goodness, could he get any more unkempt? Kid thought, bitterly annoyed with the predicament they were in.
Black*Star closed his mouth and replaced his look of shock with one of confusion. He began to slowly say while scratching his head in a way that Kid thought somewhat resembled a monkey, "Wait. So, if you're me and I'm you, then that means we're in each other's bodies?"
"Yes," Kid sighed. Shouldn't it be obvious by now?
"THAT'S SO COOL!" Black*Star exclaimed excitedly.
Why is he so idiotically slo-Wait, WHAT? Kid backpedaled in his mind. He saw Black*Star run over to a rock wall and punch it, making a loud noise upon impact. Chunks of rock and dust flew everywhere, one piece of stone almost hitting Kid in the face. "What the hell are you doing?!" he shouted. "You're ruining this cavern's beautiful symmetry! How dare you?!" Kid tried desperately to fix the new hole in the wall that Black*Star created to no avail.
"So, this is the power of a god, huh?" mused Black*Star, ignoring Kid's attempts to repair the damage he wrecked and looking down at his fist which was scratch-free. "I am impressed. Your body is indeed powerful," he addressed the Shinigami again like he was giving him a great compliment, "but NO MATTER!" He pointed his finger at Kid who was still focused on the hole in the rock wall. "I WILL SURPASS YOU! AFTER ALL, WHO BUT THE MIGHTY BLACK*STAR WILL TRANSCEND THE GODS?!"
Kid stopped his futile attempts to repair the lost symmetry and face-palmed. Why does this have to happen to me? he thought gloomily. He looked down at his hands which were covered in black and silver finger-less gloves. On top of the gloves was a star that symbolizes Star Clan, a clan of assassins that Black*Star's family belonged to before Lord Death caught and punished them. The star was his family emblem. Now that I think about it, Kid wondered, didn't Black*Star also have a Star Clan tattoo… He looked at the black star tattooed on his new body's right arm. He then turned his head and looked his bare left arm. He glanced back at the right arm. Then shifted his eyes back to the left arm. A moment passed, and then Kid collapsed, depressed, on the ground.
Black*Star paused in his bragging and stared at Kid's crumpled up form. "Hey, buddy," he began, approaching him, "are you all right?"
"Garbage, it's all asymmetrical garbage," Kid muttered to himself as he sat clutching his head and rocking back and forth.
"Uhhh, what's garbage?" Black*Star asked uncomfortably, squatting next to him and patting his back, trying (and failing) to be comforting like he had seen Tsubaki do many times before.
"This body! There's…there's a star tattoo on only one arm! Who does that?! If you're going to get a tattoo, get a matching one on the other side. Don't subject yourself to willful asymmetry!" Kid babbled.
"Um, I'm sorry?" Black*Star apologized, confused on what he should be sorry for. "I mean, I've had that tattoo since I was a baby, so I've never really questioned it or its symmetry."
Kid ignored him and continued to mutter, "I am trapped in an asymmetrical body. I am in a prison. I am in a disgusting asymmetrical prison. What kind of hell is this?!" He grabbed his blue strands as he shoved his face in between his knees.
Realizing he was not cut out to be comforting and finally getting fed up with Kid's antics, Black*Star yelled, "That is MY body that you're calling a 'disgusting asymmetrical prison,' and WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO JUDGE? YOU FREAKING HAVE THREE WHITE STRIPES ON ONE SIDE OF YOUR HEAD!" He pointed to the left side of his head which now, in fact, had three horizontal white stripes adorning it.
Kid just stared at him before suddenly braking down and sobbing, "You're right! I see it now even more that I'm looking at myself! I am a disgusting piece of trash that does not deserve the right to live! I am asymmetrical garbage!"
Black*Star just stood up and slowly started to back away as he saw Tsubaki approaching them. Great! Just who I needed, he thought to himself. "TSUBAKI!" he called out and ran towards her, "You need to fix Kid! He's gone off on one of his symmetry rants again." He shook his head and pointed his finger back at Kid who was curled up into a ball on the ground sobbing.
Tsubaki pulled a weird face and snorted, putting one hand on her hip, "Um, Kid? Are you sure you're right in the head?" She poked him in the forehead. "Did you hit your head when we blacked out? You're Kid. That's Black*Star. And it's me, Liz. Not Tsubaki."
Black*Star widened his eyes and burst out, "You guys too?!" He looked around for Tsubaki who he assumed was in Liz's body and found her sitting cross-legged on the ground about ten feet away. "TSUBAKI!" he shouted as he ran over to her and embraced her.
Tsubaki looked startled at the sudden body contact coming from who she thought was Kid,of all people, but she gently hugged him back and glanced up, making eye contact with…herself?
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FREAKING HELL?!" Liz sputtered, staring into the eyes she knew as her own, "Wh-why is there another me?! That's not natural!"
Black*Star pulled away from Tsubaki and turned to Liz. "She's not another you," he began, "she's Tsubaki. You guys switched bodies."
Liz finally pieced it all together in her mind. She looked at Black*Star in shock and gasped, "Then you're…"
"Black*Star," he finished for her, "and Kid's in my body." He motioned to the form that was still curled up in a ball and rocking back and forth, muttering things about "symmetry" and "asymmetrical garbage" to himself.
Liz turned to look at Kid and immediately strutted over to him to talk him out of his pitiful state. She explained that she and Tsubaki had switched bodies as well and that she did not think that he was "asymmetrical garbage." He looked up at her with tears in his wide eyes asking if she really meant it. She assured him that yes, she meant it, and that he needed to get up, so they could figure out how to fix this mess. They returned to Black*Star and Tsubaki in less than five minutes, leaving Black*Star impressed on Liz's efficiency in dealing with Kid's mood swings.
"How did you do that with Kid?" Black*Star whispered to Liz (a bit too loudly which got him a reprimanding look from Tsubaki), "I tried with him and got nowhere."
"Practice," Liz smirked, an expression that Black*Star thought looked odd on Tsubaki's face. "When you're around someone long enough, you learn how to deal with their weird habits." Plus, rich kids are insanely gullible, she added quietly to herself. Suddenly, a thought crossed her mind. "Wait a second! Where's Patty?!" she fretted, worrying about her sister and mentally kicking herself for not thinking about her sooner. She looked at everyone else, considered the situation they were in, and then blurted out, "You don't think…?!"
Liz raced back to where she last saw Patty when they were fighting alongside Kid. "PATTY!" she yelled. She finally found her sister curled up behind a rock, hiding. "Patty?"
"I-I-I'm sorry. I'm not Patty," the blonde looked down in embarrassment. "I didn't really know how to deal with being in Patty's body, so I hid behind this rock. I'm afraid if Ragnarok finds me, he'll be really angry at me for being in a different body."
"Crona?" Liz asked gently. The teen made a sound of confirmation. "Do you know where Patty is?" Crona was about to respond when they heard laughing coming from somewhere inside the cavern. They came out from behind the rock only to see one of the strangest sights Liz can honestly say she's ever seen in her life. It was Crona, or Crona's body to be more exact, laughing hysterically in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by the others.
"Stop laughing, dammit!" Ragnarok shrieked, hitting his meister repeatedly, which only seemed to make the teen laugh harder.
"Patty?!" Liz called out, running to her.
"Liz!" Patty exclaimed, throwing her arms around the girl's taller form. At Liz's questioning look, Patty explained, "Everyone already filled me in." She looked her sister over and poked her in the breast. "Wow. Tsubaki really does have big boobs. How does it feel to be bigger than me for once?" Patty winked, elbowing Liz in the side, and started to laugh again.
Tsubaki blushed at the exchange and Liz looked a bit embarrassed. "That's beside the point," her cheeks reddened and she changed the subject, "Anyway, what do you keep laughing at?!"
Patty spoke in between snickers, "It's because…because…I finally know Crona's actual gender!" At that, she broke down in giggles, hitting her fist against the ground.
Everyone face-palmed and Crona looked embarrassed, a slight blush rising to the meister's cheeks.
"I think we're forgetting something important," Soul interjected, still uncomfortable in his new body, but trying to cover up his discomfort by projecting a cool attitude as he and Maka walked over and joined the rest of their friends. Maka, on the other hand, was obviously freaking out, but she had a serious glint in her eyes that she got whenever she and Soul were fighting an enemy. She and Soul had been arguing among themselves the entire time, but from what they gathered from watching the events around them unfold, they already knew that everyone else had switched bodies too.
"The witch," continued Maka from where Soul had left off, reminding everyone of why they came to this cave in the first place and the fact that they were all in a battle not even fifteen minutes ago, "she's gone."
Well, there's the end of Chapter Three! :) I hoped you guys liked it! Not much SoMa in this chapter, but I wanted to focus on the other characters and what they were going through with the whole body-switching thing. Please read and review, and I hope to see you guys back here for the next chapter! :3