Wow... two chapter within 3 days... I think... Surprising. Well, in this chapter you meet two very special characters. XD Guess who they are.
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Maka swiftly made her way through the halls of the school, trying to get to the nurse. She had some health forms and such to drop off there, and since her father had some sort of obsession with the nurse, Maka was doing so for him. There was no need for him to scare the poor woman because he is a ladies man.
The halls were rather empty, but that was because most of the students were in class by now. Maka had gotten a pass from her teacher before leaving so the security guards didn't think she was skipping.
She rounded the corner and onto the nurse's office, only to run into a very skinny boy with pink hair (cut in a jagged and mismatched way) and lilac eyes. A button up shirt with a black sweater covered his chest while plain jeans clung to his legs. He seemed to be in a rush, and was startled by Maka's sudden appearance.
Maka smiled, going to walk around the boy, when someone yelled out, "Crona! Get your sorry ass back here!"
The boy, now known as Crona, jumped with fear and looked over his shoulder. "No, Ragnarok! I don't know how to deal with needles!"
Suddenly a punk-ish look-a-like of Crona appeared. The face and skin tone were about the same (twins, Maka supposed) but this boy was more muscled and a bit taller due to that same strength. His hair was black and so were his eyes, unlike his brother. He was wearing a black, spiked choker, a black tee with ripped off sleeves and a white x on it with baggy black kakis. A white strap with buttons and spikes was looped around his shoulder and belts of the same material were on his wrists and hips. Fingerless gloves with black stripes that ran to his wrists were on his hands. All in all he looked like someone who would get in a fight without a second thought.
Ragnarok put a hand on Crona's shoulder and yanked him into a headlock.
"Mom said that we need to catch up on our shots! So stop being such a pussy and get in there so she can give you the shot!" He growled, giving Crona, who seemed to be his twin, a noogie.
Crona struggled to get out of the grip. "Ok! Ok! I'll go! Just stop messing up my hair! You know I don't like that!"
"All the more reason to do it!"
Maka watched the small quarrel before clearing her throat rather loudly. They both froze and looked up at her. Ragnarok scowled and ignored the fact that his arm was still holding his brother tightly in the headlock.
"Can we help you, Cow?
Choosing a thick book from one of the ones in her hand, Maka took a deep breath and raised it to meet her shoulder.
"Maka-" She quickly brought the heavy book down to the center of Ragnarok's head, "chop!"
Ragnarok yelped and let go of Crona in favor of rubbing the throbbing section of his head. "Ow! What the fuck was that for?"
Looking bored, Maka placed the book back in her stack, saying, "You two are Ms. Medusa's kids, aren't you?"
They both nodded.
"Good. You can help me give her these forms."
"What?" Crona whined. "I don't know how to deal with forms."
"You idiot! You aren't the one filling them out or reading them!" Ragnarok hissed. "Mom will be doing all of that. Now come on, you need to get that shot and Cow here needs to get those papers to-"
He was cut off by another book-slam to the head.
Grumbling, Ragnarok led both Crona and Maka to the nurse's office, quick to be done away with both of them.
They walked into a bleach white room. Three beds were lined up along one wall and with a bathroom nearby. A desk was pushed against the opposite wall with a few chairs open to people waiting for the nurse. There were a few file cabinets lined up, all holding student files and such.
Sitting at the desk was a pretty nurse with gold, snake-like eyes and long, blonde hair that was short in the back with two long strands in the front. They twisted together underneath her chin and were draped over her chest. She was wearing a black dress with a white belt with arrows on each end. A regular white lab coat covered the dress and had two black arrows at the tips, while her feet were clad in plain white shoes.
Ragnarok grabbed Crona by his arm and dragged him towards the chair next to the nurse's desk. He shoved Crona into the chair harshly, holding him there by his shoulders. "I go him, Mom."
Medusa, as Maka had concluded, smiled at her son and pulled out a small shot. "Thank you, Ragnarok. I knew that you would be able to catch him."
He snorted. "He nearly got away. If it wasn't for Cow here I wouldn't have been able to catch him."
Maka glared at Ragnarok, but the boy just stuck out his tongue, which didn't go unnoticed by Medusa.
"Ragnarok, you know how I feel about calling people names."
He frowned and looked the other way, Maka smirking slightly.
Medusa, after giving Crona the shot, then turned to Maka, a kind smile on her face. "Now, how can I help you?"
Maka smiled back, handing her the forms that were in her hand. "I stopped by to give you these papers. My father would have done it but... well... I think I would rather give you them myself then be humiliated."
"Oh! You're Spirit's daughter." Medusa laughed. "I thank you for saving me from your father. I'm just glad that he has such a mature daughter who can keep him out of trouble.
"I try," Maka said sheepishly.
The nurse smiled again. "Well you seem to be doing a good job."
Maka waved, walking out of the room and ignoring Ragnarok, who was once again sticking his tongue out childishly at her. Crona timidly waved back, earning a slap upside the head from his twin. Medusa gave him a look, which in turn made Ragnarok apologize to Crona.
I wonder if Soul has a mom like that, Maka thought. A mom like that would do him some good.
A few periods later, Maka found herself walking with Liz and Tsubaki. The girls were heading to the lunch room, talking here and there about random subjects. Maka had learned about Liz being here and off the streets with her sister because of Principal Death. He tutored her for awhile before she was able to get in the Academy on her own. Liz was specializing in hair and makeup, while Patty was doing cooking and sculpting. Surprisingly enough, most of the sculptures took the form of a giraffe.
Maka bit her lip gently. The question about Soul's parents has been bugging her all day. Seeing Ms. Medusa didn't help much either after thinking that someone like her would be good for him. She kept coming up with crazy stories and ideas. One of them including Soul's parents being spies and having to have Soul and his brother live on their own so their parent's enemies couldn't find and kill them.
"Hey, can I ask you guys something about Soul?"
Liz smiled slyly and bumped shoulders with the smaller blond. "What do you want to know about Soul? Do you have a crush on him?"
"Liz!" Tsubaki scolded. "Give Maka a break. She only just met him!"
Liz just brushed off what she said. "Yeah, yeah! I know. Not like that would stop her. I went out with one of the waiters that works at Blair's after only knowing him for three days."
"She's known Soul for two!"
She shrugged. "Big deal."
"I do not like Soul!" Maka blushed. "It's just... If Soul and his brother are having trouble with money, why can't they ask for some from their parents?"
The trio stopped, Liz looking at Tsubaki, as if asking for her permission. Tsubaki nodded, and the two looked at Maka.
Liz sighed. "I don't blame you for not knowing. Everyone learns out one way or another, but no one talks about it. Well... not when Soul and Wes are around to hear."
Maka looked confused. "What do you mean?"
"You see," Liz started. "Soul doesn't get along with his father much. In fact, neither Soul nor Wes talks to him anymore."
Maka frowned. "Really? Why-"
"Hey, sis! Some ass insulted my cake!" A very familiar voice boomed.
Then, Patty came storming over, looking very angry with quite a lot of bloodlust in her blue eyes. Liz frowned, forgetting about the original topic at hand and turned to her little sister with concern.
"You're joking. Who?"
"I'm not! And I don't know! All I know is that he was a jerk with no taste! He said my cake looked like shit!" The girl fumed. Her arms were waving around in the air frantically.
"Really? Did he say anything else?"
"Yeah! He said that Kid's art looked dumb and Tsubaki's dancing was clumsy! All in ten minutes!"
"No!" Liz gasped.
Patty nodded hurriedly. "Ya-huh! We need to stop him!"
Maka went to say something, but Liz started laughing hysterically, cutting her off completely. Patty pouted, clearly not liking this reaction.
"Sis!" She shrieked. "Why are you laughing? He made fun of our friends!"
Liz ended up leaning against Tsubaki for support as she tried to cease her laughing. "Oh god!"
"This is serious!" Patty cried. "Stop laughing!"
Finally, after making odd looks from passing students, Liz stopped laughing. With her sides heaving, she managed, "I'm sorry, Patty. I really am. It's just; who is he going to insult next? He got you, Kid, and Tsubaki, it's like he's trying to verbally abuse us! Besides, it's not like we're the best at what we do. There'll always be someone better than us."
"Noooo!" Patty protested. "We are the best!"
"Whatever you say." Liz smiled, giving in to her sister. "But, honestly, what can we do? It's not like we can make Black Star do something idiotic in front of him. He would get his ass handed to him by the little guy."
Tsubaki and Maka frowned at the evil look growing in Patty's eyes.
"That is exactly what we are going to do!" Patty squealed happily.
"Oh no," Tsubaki protested. "There is no way you are using Black Star as a tool for your madness. He nearly got expelled the last time he got in the fight!"
"Why?" Maka asked. "Fights happen all the time, don't they?"
Tsubaki nodded. "They do, but Black Star put his last opponent in the hospital with a twisted ankle, two broken ribs, a broken nose, and a shoulder out of its socket."
Maka paled. "... Remind me never to insult him."
"Oh don't worry! He doesn't normally fight girls." Tsubaki reassured.
"Anyway," Liz cut in. "I agree with Tsubaki. We can not use Black Star's dull brain to our own... wishes."
"Liz!"
"What!" Liz exclaimed. "I'm sorry! But Black Star is not the sharpest tool in the shed! Jeez. What's up with you? You've been protecting Black Star quite a lot as of late."
Tsubaki just blushed and looked to the side, twiddling with her thumbs.
Tsubaki looked down the hall. Her eyes widening at the sight she saw. "Um guys... I don't think you will need to trick Black Star into doing anything."
"Really, why?" Liz asked, looking around for Patty, only to also look down the hall with a gasp.
Standing nearby, surrounded by students, was Black Star himself. His aura just screamed pissed, causing everyone around him to take a step back, but his opponent just held a feral grin with glee. Patty was standing nearby, yelling at Black Star to just "punch the mother fucking cake insulter" already.
The trio of girls walked over, pushing some people out of the way in the process. Maka realized that her question was left somewhat unanswered, but let it go. She understood what it was like to not get along with your father. She herself didn't get along with her father very well due to his perverted chasing.
Maka stared at the boy. He had black hair and pale skin, along with a black shirt that seemed very familiar. "Wait a second... Ragnarok?"
Liz stared at her as if she had two heads. "Who?"
"That's Ragnarok. He's one of the Ms. Medusa's kids. I met him earlier today when I was dropping off some papers down at the nurse's office," Maka explained. "I should have known that he was the one insulting everyone. He really is an ass."
"Huh," Liz said, musing over what she just said. "You don't say."
A loud sigh reached Maka's ears, making her jump and turn. Soul was standing right next to her, a solemn look on his face. He was staring at Ragnarok and Black Star bicker loudly.
"Damn... this is the second time today. Black Star really has a short fuse."
"Won't he get punished?" Maka asked.
Soul shrugged. "Not unless he puts someone in the hospital. Principal Death understands that Black Star has a short temper and normally lashes out in violence. Half the time he is provoked anyway, so he doesn't get punishment. He just can't help it."
The two watched as Black Star swung a fist at Ragnarok. The other ducked and kicked out his leg to trip him, but Black Star had jumped away to the side.
Next to them, Patty screamed, "HEY, BLACK STAR! KICK HIM IN THE BALLS!"
Black Star, who now held Ragnarok's head under his arm as he kneed him in the gut, then kicked out, his foot finding its target. Ragnarok moaned in pain, leaning slightly into Black Star's grip.
Patty gave a little cheer before pointing a finger at the pained boy, cackling, "VENGEANCE IS SWEET, DEAR SIR! FOR YOU WILL FOREVER REGRET INSULTING MY CAKES!"
"And friends," Liz said to no one in particular.
"AND FRIENDS!" Patty added.
Black Star let the defeated teen slump to the ground. He raised his hands up in the air in complete victory.
"Victory is mine!"
Maka smiled and watched as her new found friends laughed and gave Black Star high-fives. She sure wasn't used to having friends, but she could definitely get used to it.
And so we have Crona and Ragnarok (whom gets beat up by Black Star). I keep forgetting. All of this wouldn't be possible without my amazing muse and editor, NinjaKittyEpicness. She's in my favorite authors. Check her out. Anything else... Nope! Later! Please R&R!