Author's Note: Already to chapter three, hum?
I don't own Soul Eater or any of the characters in this fanfiction.
Make a scene, get everyone's attention! That's how a star like me does it! Blackstar grinned down upon the students who were rushing towards their classes in a fit not to be late to first period. He was crouched upon one of the rafters close to the ceiling up above the hallway.
His eyes landed on Kid, who seemed unconcerned with the time, stepping down the middle of the hall with Liz and Patty on either side of him. The dark haired boy had both his hands in his pockets, his level of cool is almost as high as mine, Blackstar thought with a small eyes were unable to stop themselves from stalking Kid down the entire hall as though they were glued to the shinigami's perfect frame.
The halls emptied, including Kid, so Blackstar landed on the floor with a light thud. It was time. For once, he had to let out a breath to calm himself, Only Kid could make me so uncool.
The class quieted down, settling into the morning as Sensei rolled out on his chair in front of the rows of students, "Good morning class-" He began.
"BASK IN MY GLORY!" Blackstar sang out, interrupting the teacher as he burst into the classroom, sliding out in front of Stein Sensei. He was on both knees, holding up his hands while grinning his huge, lopsided smile.
Tsubaki clapped for him, smiling down to Blackstar from her seat. She seemed a bit nervous none the less but couldn't help but want to support her meister. Secretly, she thought he was fabulous for having such casual confidence in himself and his bravery was unmatched. Tsubaki knew she was the only one clapping and everyone else was probably giving Blackstar the usual annoyed look but she felt if she continued to clap, maybe, she could become confident like her meister.
The blue haired meister stood and struck a pose that was common when he was ready to announce something. He jabbed a finger to the sky and blared out, "The amazing Blackstar's birth was TODAY! Feel free to ask for autographs," He sniffed, rubbing his finger under his nose with another grin, "It'll be MY birthday present to you!"
Sensei let smoke slither from his cold lips, "Sit down, Blackstar."
Some students giggled and others shook their heads but the class once again filled with murmured conversations.
Maka sighed, tapping her fingers on her book, "That Blackstar."
Soul only grunted in response, sliding farther down in his seat with a bored expression sitting in his ruby eyes. Class had always been a snooze fest in his mind, he didn't know what Maka saw in coming here.
And while the famed assassin jumped over to his seat, beaming like no other, Kid's golden eyes watched him silently before his attention was drawn back to Sensei who once again began the lesson.
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After class, Soul had offered to get everyone together to celebrate and have a bit of a gathering. Maka had then smiled, agreeing, and dragged Soul off quickly to get a cake.
Blackstar cackled, rubbing his head lightly while he walked towards Maka's home in the sunset with Tsubaki, "I can't wait to eat CAKE! I hope it has my face on it, that would be the way of a superstar! Eating your own face!"
Tsubaki smiled, putting her fist to her chest lightly, "Happy birthday, Blackstar." Her voice chimed softly in the narrow alleyway.
He walked loudly, several steps in front of her with his hands behind his head. His carefree swagger made the weapon more nervous and she had to stop to be able to get herself to whisper, "I got a present for you."
His footsteps faded away as Blackstar stopped too. His eyes were wide in innocent surprise as though he hadn't expected her to, "Did ya?" He smiled to her suddenly, the surprise gone, and gave her a large thumbs up, "You rock, believe the guy who will surpass God!"
Tsubaki blinked once then her kind and happy smile spread onto her lips, "Let's hurry down to Maka's house. We don't want to be late." She broke out in a quick jog, causing her skirt to make soft swishing sounds against her long legs.
"But arriving late is how to make an entrance!"
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The moment the two stepped in through the door, confetti and smiles greeted them, along with a large, "Happy birthday!"
Soul stood in his usual, cool stance with his hands in his pockets but he was smiling a large grin, showing all his pointy teeth and his happiness for his best friend. Maka stood next to him, holding out the cake that was shaped like a large, black star. Her pride of the cake was just barely glimmering through her smile.
Blaire meowed, making her fingers curl inward like a cat while she winked one of her sparkling eyes. Her clothes was her usual witchy style, luckily she had decided to put something on.
Liz and Patty were standing close to each other, both smiling, in their own separate ways. Although both his weapons were present, Death the Kid was nowhere in sight. While they all stepped in farther, preparing to sit down at the table, Blackstar couldn't help but let his eyes wander around, searching for the dark haired shinigami.
"Hey, guys." He finally said. As of the effect of being distracted, Blackstar was the only one left standing while everyone had decided to take a seat around the table.
"Mn, what?" Soul asked, leaning back to see Blackstar from behind Maka. All eyes found Blackstar and Blaire froze, holding a candle just above the cake's surface while her shiny eyes also found Blackstar.
"Where's Kid?" The blue haired assassin asked casually, looking across the faces staring at him. He had never had a problem with people staring since attention was the one thing he fought for, besides power. He seemed to slump though with all the eyes watching him, it wasn't as important as it usually was.
Soul let out a sigh, rolling his eyes away so that he was looking back to the cake, "He said he was busy and might be late or not coming. Depends, I guess."
As Maka pulled out a knife and Blaire finished putting the candles into the cake, only Tsubaki noticed the almost disappointed look that dulled down her meister's eyes once glimmering eyes. She then began to worry, because the look was very uncommon to Blackstar's features.
"Oh." Blackstar dropped down roughly onto the floor and masked his disappointment with a grin, "Sounds like Kid. If he never enjoys life, he'll never be AMAZING like me!" Then he let out a cackle of a laugh and the mood seemed to lighten again.
Tsubaki sat still while everyone talked amongst themselves. She still couldn't shake the feeling that Blackstar was hiding something. Assassins trust their gut feeling. She reminded herself and gripped her hands into fists against her thighs.
Patty cheered for cake, and pumped a fist into the air when she was finally handed a plate. Liz gave her a sisterly sigh, smiling at the childishness of her partner.
"Sorry I'm late." A voice said from the door casually. It flowed nicely through the hallway to the living room where everyone glanced up but only Blackstar jumped up.
He knew that voice. A huge grin found his face and the blue haired meister couldn't help but began to run down the hall when he saw Kid standing in front of the door. It made him even happier when he saw Kid removing his shoes in his casual clothing. A nice pair of black pants with a simple sweater and a scarf because the weather had gotten colder the past few days. On his arm was a bag, one that looked like he had gotten from a nearby store. He wasn't just stopping by, he was staying.
"KID!" Blackstar beamed, tackling Kid in a huge hug, almost knocking them both to the floor.
The bag made a crinkling sound as the shinigami took a step back to balance himself. "What?" Was his grumble of a reply as he gave Blackstar a look of annoyance, "I was only five minutes late."
"You were seven." Blackstar corrected him in a boast as he gave Kid a squeeze, "I'm so awesome, I can keep track of the minutes in my head!"
"S-seven?" The other boy gasped, making a disturbed face, shaking slightly in disgust, "SEVEN?" Death the Kid then tried to escape for the door, "Excuse me for just one more minute.." His fingers grazed the doorknob before Blackstar laughed loudly, grabbing Kid's hand.
"No, no, silly! The party's over here, come on!" He began to drag the protesting shinigami down the hall, feeling light and airy once again. Nothing could beat down this feeling, nothing.
Blackstar glanced down to their hands and grinned, he never wanted to let go.
"Ah, Kid, you actually came." Soul blinked, looking mildly surprised with a bite of cake still on his fork.
"Kiddy, Kid, don't be late, for a date!" Patty sang, her face covered in black icing. And when everyone stared at her, giving her a frown or raised eyebrow, she giggled and finished, "With some cake!" Then held up her empty plate. This let everyone relax back into their seats and once again let the sister be.
Blackstar did another pose, shouting, "Who'd miss MY birthday? I bet everyone is celebrating! Because I'm so awesome!"
Tsubaki let out a small, relieved sigh and gave him a small smile, he's feeling better. Her eyes couldn't help but trail to Kid. Maybe Kid had something to do with it? She thought absently, watching as Blackstar flexed, "Nyahaha!"
"Happy birthday." Kid held out the bag, offering it to Blackstar. He seemed so calm and collected, his face, his actions, his eyes. They all portrayed nothing. But he almost furrowed his eyebrows, was socks the best idea for a present? Suddenly, he seemed perplexed, but who wouldn't want a new pair? I mean, one can only agree that socks are a much needed assortment of clothing.
Blackstar turned to him, hoping to see a glimmer of anything in those golden hues, maybe happiness, hopefully affection. That'd be a birthday present fit for someone like me. But when he searched the eyes of his friend, he saw nothing but his own reflection and a thought process spinning around in the other's head. No emotion that would insist returned feelings.
"Blackstar, nya, you haven't eaten your cake!" Blaire complained loudly, leaning over the tabletop while her finger swirled in the icing of her own piece. "I'll light your birthday candle for you." She then giggled, and pointed at the piece of chocolate cake with her pointer finger. "Fire, fire, let's inspire, some wishing!"
The candle flickered into life, a little red and orange flame dancing along the wick.
"Ohh!" Blackstar looked amazed and rushed back to the table, eyes wide, cheeks pink with fascination. "I wanna learn magic too!"
Tsubaki shook her head lightly, "You're not a witch, Blackstar." She giggled lightly.
Kid sighed, eyes flicking to the clock. He had immediately become very unsure about his choice in birthday gifts. He knew that it was the reasonable thing to do but it didn't mean it was the right choice. Had he messed up? It made him want to go home. He did want to think it all over in the silence of his own house. Maybe I should just go.
He set the black bag down next to the other presents and straightened out his sweater. Perfect.
Maka was chatting nicely with Tsubaki and Liz, while Patty was making designs in the icing of her sister's cake. Soul was trying to push Blaire off himself while protesting about how Maka would kill him if she saw them. Blackstar was blowing out his candle while grinning. So Death the Kid turned to leave.
A hand clamped onto his wrist and he only gave a calm glance down at Blackstar who stared seriously at the floor. His grip was strong, determined, just like his eyes.
"Kid." He said, pulling the shinigami closer, almost yanking the other boy right to the ground, "Y'kno what I wished for?"
"What?"
"I wished for you to stay and party and get whatever's on your mind off!" Blackstar nodded, his serious look fading into a sparkly eyed grin, poking the shinigami in the middle of the forehead with his other hand, "You can't possibly leave and break my wish! No," Blackstar then gave Kid a cocky grin, "My wish power is so strong, you couldn't leave even if you tried."
Kid only kept a blank stare on his features for what seemed like a long moment to Blackstar. Finally, the shinigami dropped down in front of the blue haired shinigami.
"Blackstar," Kid leaned in, his face serious yet so alluring. Closer, closer. Blackstar inched back, intimidated for once in his life, gulping. He could even feel his cheeks begin to heat up slightly as he blinked once. Kid's mouth brushed past Blackstar's ear and he said softly, "If you insist."
Then before the assassin glomped Kid in lust and affection, he noticed the other boy had pulled back, holding a plate of cake in his hand. He had only been reaching for the dessert. His heart deflated and he almost whined in disappointment.
But he slammed himself back up, "I will not be defeated!" Blackstar shouted to the ceiling, clenching his fists tight. I will win the heart of the enticing Death the Kid!
"What are you shouting about again?" The shinigami sighed, giving the blue haired boy a look while putting a bite of chocolate cake into his mouth slowly.
Tsubaki looked over, just a small glance. She was sure whatever it was, it had to do with Kid. She clenched her fist on her thigh, watching her meister, you can do it, Blackstar! She gave him a determined stare. Whatever it is!
