Wired Miester
Chapter 7
A/N: Sorry to keep you all waiting! ^^' School has kept me SO buuussssyyyy….
We had two history tests, one geography quiz, one MAJOR math test, the science fair and NOW THE SPORTS DAY- all in a week! I had actually finished this a LONG time ago, but it took some time to type it out and edit it. There might be a few mistakes, but trust me, my Microsoft ain't letting me fix them! :'(
Anyways, enjoy!
"SAY HELLO, TO THE SON OF SATAN!"
Grope.
"W-w-what the hell?!" Rin fell over backwards, turning an even darker shade or red than he already was. "W-what're you doing?!"
"What's it look like I'm doing?" The earnest miester cried, tracing every curve, massaging the shaft and pulling every strand of hair on his tail.
Mephisto let out a deep laugh. He clutched his slender stomach and frantically searched for a way to calm himself down. Groping one's tail was rather an unthinkable (let alone DO-able) thing, indeed. Not even fellow demons dared to rendezvous that way, let alone let a human do it.
"Don't do that~!" Rin gushed, "-it really hurts…" Even though he could see the excitement and "concentration" on Maka's face he really didn't mind letting her down this time.
"No, like seriously, STOP."
Pull pull.
"God damn it just stop already!"
"Hey…!" Maka pouted, depressed by the loss of her new play toy.
"Y-you just found out that I'm the son of satan and the only thing that you're worried about is not being able to play with my tail?!"
"And your point is?" She asked, raising a perfect eyebrow. "You're becoming an exorcist right? You're going to kill Satan RIGHT? You're a good guy RIGHT? So what exactly is the issue here?"
Rin couldn't believe his ears! She was a professional demon-HUNTER, so why didn't she at least… freak OUT upon discovering his true identity? She just brushed it off like it was nothing! Speaking of which… how was a DEMON and a DEMON-HUNTER supposed to get along?
Maka clearly sensed his distress and decided to set the record straight. "Listen, it's quite the norm for there to be half human and half demon hybrids between exorcists. What your affiliation is is just your personal information. It really doesn't matter about where you came from or other insignificant details like that. All that matters is the REASON and BELIEVE that you've come to fight for and as long as your intentions are pure, you're fine material in my eyes." She said while indifferently blowing on her bangs, but somewhere along the talk Rin could hear some enthusiasm in her voice.
Even thought that she said that she approved of them, she decided to do a quick check up of their souls. Closing her eyes tightly, Maka was submerged in total darkness. It all suddenly came rushing past her as a brilliant green light flashed before her. Instead of two masculoine figures in front of her, all she saw were two circular masses, floating steadily in a never-ending, black abyss. One of the two peculiar balls shone out a blinding, pink light. The swirl on its head and the muffler that it wore could be recognized by a slight purple highlight. It sported a bad poker face, which could also be read as a mechanical grin-with the sharp teeth and all- letting out heartily laughs from time to time. Yep, it was a splitting image of Mephisto.
Not far from it was another soul, but it let out a dark BLUE aura-in contrast to his demonic companion's. It's most noticeable features were its bright (and lighter), fiery horns and a tiny, furry little tail sticking out of it. It let out an unwavering wavelength and was floating at a little faster pace too. Even Rin's soul had a tiny smirk, but it really didn't have much of an arrogant feel to it.
Well. That was all she needed to see. She blinked her eyes twice to find herself once more, in the presence of two men. Sir Pheles' soul was quite susceptible but Rin's seemed fine, she made a mental note.
"What an INSPIRING SPEECH~!" Mephisto clapped- finally recovering from his laugh attack. "But alas," he added, much graver now. "We don't want your education-and my lunch- to kept waiting any longer, so if you have any questions then please ask me them now~."
"Well THAT escalated pretty quickly…" Muttered Rin at theses…unexpected…turn of events.
"Oh yea! Who was the oracle who foretold my birth?" Asked Maka, her hands folded neatly on her lap.
"THAT would be Blair-Chan!"
"WHHAAAT?!" Maka's jaw fell to the floor. Blair? As in Blair the witch- I mean CAT?
"Tell me child, did you ever wonder as to HOW Blair ever got her supernatural abilities?"
Nod.
"Well it's a fine story indeed!" Mephisto cried, setting foot onto his desk. "Blair-Chan was just an ordinary kitty…well actually she WASN'T seeing as she foretold your birth and sealed a prophecy- ANYWAYS. She was the familiar of a witch…-yata yata yata-used tea leaves-blah blah blah-charted stars, that's where you come in and BAM! Shinigami and the Girigori Organization decided to grant her magical powers! But THEY don't really approve of how she's using them-but seriously, Soul IS a lucky basturd.
"OOHHH! I get it now!" Maka exclaimed as if one huge problem had just been resolved.
Despite her happiness for discovering the truth…NO. THIS WAS UNEXEPTABLE! She had no knowledge on this subject whatsoever, how abnormal is that?! She had a reputation to keep- and what would her mother say?! It's settled! She would check out a few books from the library and read up some basic info on demons. But wait…demons and Kishins are basically the same thing…RIGHT?! Well one thing's for sure, the can be found in any place, at any time.
TING!
"What's that-Ooh." Asked Rin, pointing at his headmaster's "ghost" timer thingy. SERIOUSLY, that little purple ghost freaked him out-I mean look, its drooling!
"My ramen's done~!" Mephisto sang, peeling off the cover.
Maka squirmed around a bit, things were starting to get really awkward.
"Well if you don't have any more questions, then kindly get out of my office." That was more of a command than suggestion, so already witnessing the volcano of the headmaster's patience erupting-the two, terrified teens scrambled out of his office. The large oak doors slammed SHUT, after them.
…
"Aniue~ who was that girl? She was cute."A familiar voice mumbled, over the sound of crunching chips.
"No one of your concern…yet." The eldest of the two sighed while dusting off Amaimon's crumbs off his shoulder.
"That's…weird." Rin was SHOCKED, he was still unused to this kind of PALACE (so called "school") and his new girl-Maka- pranced about in it like it held some dear childhood memories. WHICH WAS HIGHLY DOUTABLE- judging from the look on her face she barley HAD any dear childhood memories.
"Is there something bothering you?" She asked coolly, shutting her eyes and ignoring the delicious smell of the many cuisines in the cafeteria which they just happened to be passing.
"Ano..." Rin mumbled, wishing that his growling stomach would just SHUT UP for a second. "Are you…CRAZY/INHUMAN or something-"
"WHAT?! Say that again you son of a-"
"No-no, that just came out wrong! What I was trying to say is…that…how can you be SO…CALM? Isn't this place kind of…magical? Do you-uh-not like it here? Were you-erm-expecting more…? Or is that how you usually are-"
"NO! NO! NO! I didn't mean to be offensive!" She turned around and waved her hands frantically. And he must say, beetroot red was DEFINATLEY a color that suited her. "It's just that, it'd seem weird if I did and I'm used to-you're right! That just IS my demeanor!"
Two sets of eyes watched the spazzing teens with clear distaste. "Tch! What freaks! C'mon girls, idiocy is contagious~." The trio if a blonde, brunette and pig-tailed Japanese rolled their eyes and stalked away from the chaos.
"Sheesh. What was all that about?" Asked Maka, who just happened to overhear their "insightful" reviews on them.
"Heh. Must be Yukio's fangirls. They broke into our dorms the other night. Must've saw Yukio escorting you to the office, don't mind them. They just hate everyone."
Speaking of Yukio, this new girl really reminded Rin of him. She was so refined but even one small mishap would drive her over the top.
"Oh…how do you know about Yukio?"
"Well uh…you see, I'm his brother." Rin almost flipped backwards by her reaction. It was so…unexpected.
She, smiled? Most people would have gasped or said "oh my God".
"That's nice. I DO see the comparison." She said while smiling slightly.
"Um, thanks…" He blushed, maybe she meant that he was handsome like Yukio.
"But how old is he? He looks like a sophomore."
"Haha! About that, that nerdy four-eyes' younger than me by a few hours! He's just tall and secretly works his as off every day!"
"REALLY? No offense but, that's kinda sad…having to act like an adult even though he's only a kid. Huh-*sigh*- I can SO relate." She sighed wearily, "anyways!" The psyched teen cried, snapping out of her trance. "Sir Pheles didn't give me a timetable, handbook a uniform or ANYTHING for that matter! Why didn't I just ask him?! I don't wanna go back there again. Mattakuh, I swear, MEN these days…"
Rin tried to interrupt her rambling (something about how-a-woman-would-have-done-this-job-better) but she didn't even stop to breathe. And she seemed so…INTO her rant, as if she was deeply confessing her love for some one. So he was quite uncertain about whether to speak or not.
Am I being bullied? The thought sourly, slumping down low. Maka stopped in her tracks. "Dude…are you okay?" She asked, raising an eyebrow and placing a hand on his shoulders.
"I just wanted to tell you something…"
"What?"
"About your uniform and shit…I have it. Mephisto already gave it to me because he's a busy man, and he already informed me about this.
"Oh really!" She cried, her eyes widening for a second. "Then where is all that stuff?"
"It's in my dorm right now!" The taller of the two said, smiling awkwardly.
"So what're we waiting for?" the exuberant teen cried, grabbing her companion by the arm and headed towards the exit.
"Wait, wait, wait!"
"Nani?"
"I have something called a magic key, it's a short cut- I'll explain all of this to you on the way." Rin sighed while steering her into a dark hallway in the opposite direction.
Maka was really getting tired of not knowing shit around here.
"Tadaima!" Rin called out to no one in particular while barging into his dormitory.
"Wooaaahhh! You could film a cheap-horror movie in here!" Most girls would have probably screamed upon seeing the abandoned dorm, but Maka's genuine remark was hilarious!
"Haha! My thoughts exactly," he said while chuckling a bit.
"So Yukio and you live here all alone? That's cool." Maka was quite used to exploring ancient ruins and this was no less. "Who cooks and cleans?"
"I usually cook and we take turns cleaning and doing laundry-brace yourself we have to walk a LONG way before reaching room six hundred and two, don't give me that look! Six hundred and two rooms aren't THAT much! Where was I? We have this little impy dude to help us out with the food-say hi to Ukobach!"
The little purple demon made a squeaking noise similar to "Cheesu!"
"Oisu~!" Maka waved back.
"That's the clown's familiar-WAIT WHY CAN YOU SEE HIM? DO YOU HAVE A SPIRIT WOUND?!"
Maka tapped her chin thoughtfully and replied, "hmm…I guess so- I mean, I've been fighting potential Kishins all my life. Kishins and demons are basically the same right- I see, you don't know that, yourself do you? But I guess they are."
"REALLY?! You ACTUALLY fought stuff over there? I thought that demons-sorry "KISHINS"- were scared of Shinigami…"
"NO!" Maka snorted. "I WISH. But hey, how'd you know that?"
"I-uh-read this manga you see, it's called Kuroshitsuji (A/N: Also known as Black Butler)- and yes I read manga DON'T JUDGE-" Rin blushed, confessing his guilty pleasure hesitantly.
"YOU READ IT TOO?! I KNEW I HEARD THAT THEORY SOMEWHERE!"
Woah, woah, woah! Rin was flabbergasted to find out that such a "proper" person like her read manga! "H-how-?"
*"Well you see…I have this friend Black*Star-SHIT I MISS MY FRIENDS- and after playing basketball he needed to but his weekly manga. I tagged along and while he was paying on the counter, this picture of a little blonde girl holding twin swords (even though she was in a frilly wedding dress) caught my attention! And I HAD to pick it up. The title read "Kuroshitsuji" and loved it ever since!" She explained, using many weird hand gestures and blushing a light shade of red.
After rambling on and on about how much of a manga freak Rin was and that Yukio had a whole room filled with manga (and such shit) Ukobach had, had just about ENOUGH.
"EEEEEEEEEEeeeKKkk!" He shrieked in an unfamiliar manner, trying to get them to move on. After apologizing to the short-tempered familiar, they both ran full sprint to room six hundred and two.
On Rin's abandoned, messy study desk lay a neat paper package. On it was printed out in black, block letters "MAKA ALBARN".
Said girl dashed towards it, flopped herself onto the nearest bed and neatly ripped it open.
Out came a timetable, a student handbook, monthly allowance (which happened to be more than Rin's) and a uniform.
Oh. My. God. "EW!" Maka shrieked, tossing it aside. "IT'S PINK! AND YELLOW?! It's so girly and sissy… how the hell am I supposed to fight in this!" She pouted for the hundredth time she reached here.
Rin got what she meant. As much as he wanted to see her in a cute, little uniform, she didn't seem like that cutsie, flirty girl. She was a scythe miester-a knight! She couldn't fight in a uniform like THAT! Damn, if only Yukio was- YUKIO!
"Hey Maka, good news! Yukio has an old uniform that's WAAY too small for him back in the laundry room-how about changing it up a bit?" That was, by far the best idea that he had ever come up with.
After a few hours, Maka came out of the bathroom and gaped at herself in the mirror. She kept Yukio's long sleeved, dress shirt the same length and wore his striped tie as a ribbon. His pants had been cut into a black mini-skirt. To cover up her bare legs in battle, she decided to wear black, striped tights. She was currently sporting black stockings and black combat boots with white laces. Rin said it'd be a huge problem so she pulled back her bangs with a hair band similar to her bow. The jacket was kept to the side, she'd only wear it when it got chilly.
Pleased with her new attire, she asked her companion if anyone would oppose of it. Rin replied nonchalantly with a smile, "nah, Mephisto really 'ain't one for rules and no one else really cares. My friend- I mean a GIRL named Shiemi comes in a kimono!"
"Thanks for everything, I really look forward to working with you-and I'm sure Soul will too! But I'm kind of tired since today had been pretty eventful… So would you please direct me as to where I'm supposed to sleep at night?" Damn! Why was her formality so appealing to him?
"The thing is… none of the girls dorms have a spare room so Mephisto arranged for you to stay with us…" Rin mumbled, with an eye closed. He expected her to hit him with a book (the Maka CHOP!) or call him a pervert, but she brushed it off like it was nothing and nodded with a simple "oh".
"Y-you don't mind?!" He shrieked, for the thousandth time, gaining animated features.
"I've lived with FOUR men before-TOPS. That's when Hiro, Kid-shit-and B*S came to stay over. I'm not exuberant about it, but yea. I don't think you're a peeping tom-see ya!" She giggled, her dishwater blonde hair bouncing behind her slim back as she ran out of the room.
After he was sure she left, Rin smiled to himself and his tail swayed merrily.
He had gained a new friend.
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"Hey…" Maka whispered, retreating back into his room-rubbing the back of her head. "which one is my room again?"
A/N: I actually liked this chapter :D But then again, I liked ALL my chapters when I finished typing them! x'D
The whole manga loving scene is a head cannon of mine, actually, this whole fanfic is based on several of my head cannons. Gotta love dat Mephy right? He just kicked them out of his office, lyk a boss. Just to let you guys know, I'm going to keep on changing Maka's outfits according to which type of miester she's training, to be at the moment! So if you have any suggestions, please do tell! I've already thought of an outfit for when she's going to be a Dragoon and I LOVE it.
Anyways, I think I should clear something out, when Rin thought "Am I being bullied?" I know that it didn't make much sense, but he ALWAYS says that in the manga and trust me, it doesn't make much sense in there either! If you still have any questions then please ask, don't be shy~ Reviews, PM's, favorites and alerts are my SSOOOUUULLL FOOOODDDD~ ITADAKIMAS.
Translations:
*Cheesu – Wuzzup
*Oisu – Sup
*Manga – Japanese comics (but I bet you knew that)
*Tadaima – I'm home!
*Itadakimas – Thanks for the grub/food
