Chapter 7
Questions
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The sun rose up above the city, the moon frowning deeply as it was pushed from the sky. The sound of the sun laughing started to echo over the buildings, the first rays spanning out across the city.
Okami sighed, watching the sun grin wildly, not even slightly amused by it. She crossed her arms over her chest and let her eyes close half-way. She sat with her back pressed up against the building, one knee propped up on the beam, the other hanging off the edge below her. She was seated on the middle spike sticking out of the skull in front of the school, situated above the doors a rather long way below her.
Slowly, students were beginning to file in. They were very few and sparse in numbers, it still being fairly early as it was, class wouldn't start for another hour or so.
Her presence atop the building's structure had gone unnoticed, not surprising considering it wasn't something someone in their right mind would think of climbing up to, and sitting on. Though on closer inspection, she did see the metal brace on the spike, like someone had broken it, and mended it some time before.
Shaking her head, she let out another sigh.
She had been there since well before sunrise, just sitting... thinking.
She knew she had let herself get a little out of hand yesterday with Black*Star, knew she had let the darker side of her personality show more than a few times. Although, not many of the other students had seemed to sense this in her... with an exception of the very few perceptive ones.
She was usually careful not to let that side of her show so much, but fighting with Black*Star had been different. However easy it had been, it was still amusing to fight someone she wasn't trying to kill, a fight she didn't have the pleasure of involving herself in very often.
Besides, the experience had been educational. She now had a lot more information on the blue-haired assassin than she had before, and for what it was worth, Black*Star might actually begin to see where his place was with her around.
He was going to be stubborn about it though, she was sure.
She let a small smirk slip at the thought, Black*Star was something else. He was annoying, hot-headed, not the brightest... but his antics amused her at least.
She made a mental note to collect information on many of the other students, the team that had taken down Asura was top priority. Then, there was the other new student, Kiba.
She smirked a little more, Kiba was amusing in his own way too. He clearly did not have any sort of fondness for her, and that didn't bother her in the slightest. But she was more interested in his soul, the soul that had almost no shred of evil in it what-so-ever. Kiba's soul was a rare thing to come across, and she wanted to see where he planned on going being here in the DWMA.
Not that she didn't plan to stop annoying him in whatever way she could.
But even more so, she was rather bored already. She needed something to do, a mission, something. Anything that would get her moving, she wasn't really a big fan of the idea of sitting through class all day, she had heard it all before, and gotten her far share of school years ago.
But how likely was it that Lord Death had mission for her to do today?
She sighed, knowing all to well it wasn't likely. She was a bit tempted to just ditch class and search out Kishin within the city. She knew there were several, could feel their souls hiding in the shadows.
She also knew it wasn't likely any Kishin would come out during the day, they mostly did so at night.
She let her head fall back against the building, eyes closing, but she really didn't feel like waiting until night damn it... Her eyes snapped open when she could feel a very familiar soul come within range, and without meaning to, she smirked.
If she wasn't going to get a mission today, it would sure be fun to piss him off though.
She got to her feet, easily balancing along the narrow beam. Her eyes scanned the ground below her, searching for the owner of the soul she had felt. She took a few steps forward along the spike, eyes never leaving her search, and never going off balance.
She stopped at the very top of the spike, hands in her jacket pockets and eyes fixed on to the figure of a young man climbing the last few steps alone. He had arrived at an interval in the incoming students, so he was the only one in front of the school right now.
She smiled once more, before stepping off the spike without a second thought.
Kiba POV
Kiba made his way up the steps to the school slowly, eyes closed and hands in his hoody. He was listing to his music, one earbud in and the other out to keep track of what was going on around him. He usually wouldn't be this early, but after showing up almost late yesterday, he had thought it better to be here sooner just in case something went wrong.
He had gotten here without any issues thankfully, but he was not excited about waiting for the class to actually start. He would have nothing to do in the meantime, it wasn't as if he had made any friends in the one day he had been here. In fact, he had only successfully started to hate one other student in particular, a very rude and annoying one at that.
He opened his eyes as he reached the last few steps, staring ahead with a small scowl at the thought.
No, he was not a fan of her.
"Hey there."
He came to an abrupt halt when someone dropped out of the air in front of him, just as he made it halfway across the courtyard. She came out of nowhere... Glancing up, he spotted the spike protruding from the center skull of the school. He quirked an eyebrow, had she been sitting up there? What in the hell for?!
He shook away his astonishment and put on a frown, staring into her strange silver eyes evenly with his own deep brown ones. She just smiled at him slightly, hands stuffed in her jacket pockets and hood down.
"You're rather early today." She commented in a calm tone, and he frowned a little more.
"Yeah, so?" He huffed and she smiled more.
"Afraid you'll be late again?" She asked and he scowled.
"Shut up." He growled and she closed her eyes,
"Touchy-touchy..." She murmured, smirking now. He scowled more, before forcing himself to calm down and look way with an annoyed huff, eyes going toward the spike above their heads.
"We're you standing up there?" He asked, deciding he ought to steer the conversation in a different direction.
"You noticed." She replied, not really an answer though, more like a statement.
He didn't look back down at her, "Now why in the hell would you be doing that?"
"You ever tried it?" This time he looked to her, giving her a flat stare. She only smiled though, "Its a great view of the city, plus hardly anybody notices you're up there, which is great for surprise attacks." She smirked and he shook his head, she was messing with him.
"Well what the hell are you doing here so early then?" He huffed moodily, and she smiled.
"I don't sleep much." She replied evenly, "Besides, getting up early means more time to scope out the other students." She looked away, letting her eyes fall closed. Kiba blinked a few times, not sure what to make of the words, nor particularly liking them.
Scoping out the other students? She made it sound as if there was a threat within the school...
"Since you have nothing better to do, why not join me for a bit?" Okami suggested calmly, turning away from him as she began to walk. "Its not as if either of us have anything better to do." She called back to him. Kiba remained where he was, eyes narrowed and lips pulled into a tight line.
What happened to scoping out students?
He couldn't say he liked the idea of walking with her, or even speaking to her for that matter. She had not made a good impression on him from the start, and he could already feel there was something off about her. Her fight against Black*Star had made him wary of her, and he didn't want to possibly find himself in a touchy situation with someone as seemingly... dangerous, as Okami.
True, he did not know her very well, nor did he know anything about her, or who she was. He had no right to be making assumptions about someone he did not know, but somewhere inside of him, something told him he needed to be wary around her, lest he find himself in trouble. No, he did not want to provoke the very person who could simply kick him across the courtyard with ease, or even send a very powerful Wavelength through his chest.
But at the same time he wanted to know more, so he followed after her slowly, alert for anything out of the ordinary.
It was only the two of them in front of the school, and Okami lead them inside, down hallways without a second thought, seemingly knowing exactly where she was going. He stayed close, fairly sure he could easily get lost in a school this size. When at last they entered one of the many doors, rows upon rows of bookshelves reaching all the way up to the roof awaited them inside what was clearly the school library.
Again, they were alone.
"Tell me about yourself, Kiba." Okami invited, coming to a pause once they had walked in a bit, and turned to face him once more. He blinked at the words, "I'm interested." She said simply.
"Why?" He asked slowly, tone mild but cold and Okami smiled at it slightly.
"Your soul." She answered. "You have a very unusual soul, something I've never seen before..." She paused, "Something I didn't think possible of anyone or anything, you are the only exception to a long-standing belief that I have developed." Kiba blinked at this,
"And what would that long-standing belief be?" He asked, weighing his options between what was so weird about his soul, and possibly learning how her mind worked a little.
"It doesn't matter, nor is it something that would have any impact on you." She replied curtly, her tone leaving no room for discussion.
Kiba frowned, he knew she wasn't going to elaborate, but he didn't like her silence either. Why should he talk about himself, when she was clearly not going to be willing to reveal anything about herself?
"I have no reason to tell you about myself, when you wont do the same." He voiced his thoughts in a calm, stern voice and she blinked this time, looking slightly surprised, before smiling slightly out of amusement.
"Very well then, I will answer any questions you have of me, to an extent, only if you are first willing to talk of yourself first." Okami answered smoothly.
He gave in, knowing there wouldn't be any other way to get her to talk. "Fine," He muttered, looking away. "I've been living on my own for about a year now, I don't have any family, and I found out I was a Meister from my dying mother." He huffed, not bothering to look at her. "After some traveling, I ended up here and enrolled. Figured I ought to do something with my life..." He looked back at her. "Happy?" He growled lowly. He didn't want to talk about himself, and especially not with her.
But honestly, that was all he had to tell. His life was pretty straight forward now that he thought about it...
Okami settled him in a level, silver stare, face neutral and arms crossed over her chest. She didn't move, didn't speak, didn't blink. They were left in silence, and after awhile, he couldn't look at her anymore and instead turned his attention to the pile of books on the floor beside them.
"Who did the ability pass down from?"
Kiba stiffened at the question, before his brown eyes snapped back to her. She was still looking at him calmly, and didn't seem to have missed the tenseness at the question that came over him. "What?" He asked lowly, making sure he had heard her right.
"Did the Meister Ability get passed down to you from your mother, or your father?" She asked calmly, then paused. "Or was it something completely unique only to you?" He narrowed his eyes, head tilting slightly.
He didn't know what to make of the question, why should it matter? And why would she care anyway?
Letting out an aggravated growl, he sighed and looked away again. "Father.." He hissed lowly, and Okami raised an eyebrow at the venom that crept into his voice, but didn't press the subject.
"Fine then." She sighed, "What was it you wanted to know of me?" She asked calmly, but he caught on to the slight harshness in her tone, and glancing back to her, she had her eyes closed and a small frown pulling at her lips. He raised an eyebrow, suddenly able to see how much of an uneasy topic this was to her, and he reminded himself to take it easy,
I don't want to get into trouble with her, remember that...
"Lets start with the basics." He started slowly, "Family? Or where you were before this?" He paused, "And how about why its 'complicated' with whether or not your a Weapon or a Meister?"
Okami opened her eyes at the words, but didn't look to him, instead her gaze focused on the floor. To him, it looked like she was mulling the questions over in her head, and he suddenly got the feeling she wasn't going to give him any good answers. Too damn secretive...
"No family." She started slowly, "I traveled all around before coming here, and the matter of whether or not I am a Meister or a Weapon," Her eyes came up from the floor to land on him. Her expression was unflinching and stern, but masked by a veil of neutrality that suddenly made his skin crawl a little. "I will not get into it with you, I would suggest you do not ask again." Her voice dropped, and he heard the warning tone in the words.
Looking away, he tried to cover up his sweatdrop, and let out a huff of anger. Was he never going to get anywhere with her?
He had however, almost stepped over the line with Okami that could very well get him hit by a Wavelength attack just then, and he did not like the feeling of dread that hit him at the realization. He really did not want her to be angry at him, and he hated himself for it, why should he be afraid of her anger anyway!?
An image of Black*Star being knocked unconscious in the course of only a few minutes came to mind, and he reminded himself of why he should be afraid of angering her once more.
"Tch... Fine.." He replied a bit stubbornly, and she nodded at him, before letting her eyes close again. She really was one giant damn mystery, wasn't she? And she was clearly not willing to help clear things up about herself... "Why did you join the academy?" He asked after awhile, the question coming to mind all on its own. This, he felt was something she might actually answer for him.
Okami looked to him once more, eyebrow raised and looking slightly surprised at the question. "Why?" This time she was the one confused, and he suddenly felt a little victorious about it, even if the feeling was only slight.
"I figure everyone has some reason to come here, to join the academy." He murmured. "Some do it because its a family tradition, others are born into it, and some are just here for the glory." He gave her a neutral stare, unflinching, calm. "And some do it because they wish to better the world." Okami narrowed her eyes at him, surprised to hear such things from him. "I myself have come here, because I have nowhere to go... and I wish to be stronger, I want to help in any way that I can. Training to be a Meister was the most logical step."
"So you must have some sort of reason for being here, and I would like to know why." He finished.
Okami simply looked at him for a long time, and he could see several different and unrecognizable emotions sparkling in her silver gaze. It was only after a long while of complete silence, did she give her answer;
"I was asked to join."
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