Amane had her head down on her desk, fast asleep, Masahiro and Masanori sitting on either side of her. Dr. Stein was in the middle of one of his many "important" lectures. Masahiro was off in his own little world, not paying any attention whatsoever to his surroundings. Masanori, on the other hand, was taking notes for both his brother and his meister. It was no surprise to him that they would be like this.
Liz had a piece of paper laid out on her desk, instead of notes written on it, there were different streaks of nail polish where she had been testing colors. She had her hand laid out on the paper, her tongue slightly sticking out to the side as she concentrated on getting her nails perfect. Patty had been doing something completely different with her paper. She had a box of crayons out and was scribbling all over her paper, wearing down most of the bright colors. Kid was just resting his head in his hand. He looked around the room at what the other students were doing. Maka, Tsubaki, and Masanori had been taking notes while Black Star, Soul, and Amane were fast asleep. He glanced at all the other students who had been doing the same exact things. Some of the students were doodling, daydreaming, or reading. To be honest he wasn't that interested in this lecture either. He didn't even have to be here, after all he is Lord Death's son. Kid turned his attention back to Stein and noticed an annoyed expression on his strange teacher's face.
Masanori had noticed Stein's annoyed look. He followed Stein's gaze, only to see that he was glaring at the person sitting right next to him. Stein had been glaring at Amane, who almost never paid any attention to Stein's lectures. He sighed as he watched and waited for what would happen next. The days were starting to get rather repetitive.
Amane was half asleep as she listened to what was happening around her. She concentrated on a conversation going on in front of her. Two girls were talking about all the boys in the class. Boring. She then concentrated on the conversation going on behind her. It was a boy muttering to someone about revenge. Thinking for a second, she then realized he was just talking to himself. Weird. None of the conversations held her interest so she allowed herself to fall asleep completely.
Suddenly a few pieces of chalk stuck into the desk next to Amane's arm. After about ten seconds of waiting to see what would happen next, Amane slowly lifted up her head and glanced at the chalk, hiding her surprise. Only Masanori and his brother could actually see the surprise in her eyes. Everyone watched as Amane turned her attention from the chalk to Dr. Stein.
"You need to stop sleeping during my important lectures, Amane." Stein said softly, his eyes showing his anger.
Amane stared at him with her usual emotionless expression.
"If you keep falling asleep, you might wake up only to find yourself being a part of my new dissection project." Stein finished with a smile.
Most of the students looked from Stein to Amane and eagerly awaited Amane's reaction. Amane continued to stare at Stein, showing no emotions. She then laid her head back down and went back to sleep. She only found these moments boring and troublesome. The students grumbled in disappointment, they had been hoping for at least an argument, and Stein sighed. This was her usual reaction; in fact, no matter what Stein said or did it never seemed to have fazed her.
'There's something wrong with that girl.' Stein thought before he continued his lecture.
After class, Maka and Soul met up with Black Star and Tsubaki. Kid, Liz and Patty met up with them and they all waited for the new members of their group. It was a surprise to Amane at how close her weapons had grown to the group, and it had only been a week. She and her weapons made their way over to the others who eagerly awaited them. Amane didn't feel particularly close to anyone other than her weapons, but that didn't stop anyone from trying their hardest to be her friend. She had no interest in making friends; however, as her weapons said to her before that it didn't hurt to have a little fun. And Masahiro had also included that friends were required to have fun.
"Hey, everyone!" Masahiro shouted as he waved and ran over to them, his brother following close behind him.
Amane didn't break her pace to catch up with them. She continued her walk over there and, not to her surprise; Kid was the first to greet her.
"It's nearly impossible for you to stay awake during his lectures, isn't it?" Kid said a small smile on his face.
"Well it's not my fault that his "important" lectures are so boring." Amane replied, using air quotes.
"Hey, Amane. The mission you signed up for kind of implies that it's too difficult for only one meister." Maka said. "Would you mind if Soul and I accompanied you?"
"Yes. I would mind." Amane said, causing Maka to frown.
"Well, whether or not you like it, I'm going with you." Kid said.
Amane got a somewhat annoyed expression on her face. These people just couldn't seem to mind their own business. She didn't mind Kid's presence as much as the others since Kid, in her mind, is the least annoying of the bunch. She also found his obsession with symmetry rather entertaining. On occasions she would mention something such as the lines on his head, just to watch him freak out about it.
"Fine, but don't get in my way." Amane said. "We're leaving now, if that's okay with you."
"That's perfectly fine with me." Kid replied.
The mission that Amane had taken didn't seem too hard. It was just a few kishin controlled by a witch. Amane, Kid and their weapons headed toward an abandoned village where the witch was hiding. For some reason Amane was somewhat out of it and she didn't know why. She had a terrible headache and her vision was shaky, but that didn't stop her from continuing on as if nothing was wrong. Amane knew what might be the cause of this, though she didn't worry much about it. Kid and his weapons were completely oblivious to this along with Masahiro and Masanori which happened on occasions. The twins transformed into their weapon forms the moment they saw the village, Liz and Patty on the other hand didn't. A strange cackling was heard the moment they were in the center of the village.
"It seems that my pets won't have to go far for their evening snack today." A voice said. The voice was obviously a woman's voice, and apparently was referring to the kishin as her pets.
"Liz. Patty." Kid said and his weapons nodded before transforming.
The second after they transformed, they were surrounded by kishin. Amane didn't notice it as quickly as she usually did. She ended up reacting the moment one of them swung at her. Blocking it, she jumped back and jabbed one of her spears back, taking out one of the eye's of a kishin behind her. It held its eye in pain then swung at Amane in anger. Amane quickly dodged and jumped up, stabbing her spear into the kishin's hand. She then flipped so that she was standing on one hand, still holding onto her spear, her back to the kishin. She had her head up so that the could still see it, then as she swung her feet towards the kishin to stand back up, she threw her spear and it flew straight through the kishin's head and into a wall behind it. Amane quickly ran over and pulled the spear out of the wall, which collapsed as soon as she removed her spear. She felt a sudden pain in her side, shutting her eyes tight and biting her lip to try and get herself to ignore it. When she opened her eyes back up she found herself lying in a small puddle of blood, surrounded by kishin. She looked up at her weapons, who were back in their human forms, standing over her protectively. Their hands were transformed into the spear heads and they blocked most of the attacks from the kishin.
Kid had defeated some of the kishin, only to find himself surrounded by more. He looked around trying to find the witch who was laughing sadistically. Eventually he found her in a small building on the verge of collapsing and ran over to her, killing a few kishin on his way there. The witch was rather weak and died after being hit by only two shots. The kishin were no longer around him, which he found rather strange. He looked around to where they had gone and saw one swing at Amane, leaving a wound on her side. The swing was so hard that it sent her flying toward a group of kishin who were more than happy to see her. He felt a sudden surge of anger, finding this kind of weird regarding the fact that he only knew her for about a week. Shaking his head, he got himself to stop thinking about that and quickly made his way over to the group. He remembered the fight between Amane and Black Star on the first day. It was short; however it was enough to show how strong she is.
'How was she being defeated so easily? These kishin should be easy for her.' Kid thought as he ran faster.
He shot at the kishin leaving a gap where he could easily get through. He saw two more witches who were happily watching the kishin slowly kill the weapons who were desperately trying to protect their meister. Kid made it to Amane, who was lying slightly on her side with her eyes partially open, the twins were lying on the ground next to her, unconscious. The amount of kishin here was abnormal. He stood over her with his foot on one side of her and his other foot on her other side.
"Filthy, asymmetrical bastards." Kid muttered as he began shooting at all of the enemies.
Amane's vision was blurry, but she could tell that the person standing over her was Kid. She looked over and saw her weapons lying next to her. She closed her eyes tightly and choked back tears. They were tears of anger. She wasn't able to easily defeat the kishin and now she was stuck with people protecting her. When people protect her, it means she's weak. Amane hated the thought of being weak.
As Amane glanced up to look at Kid, she noticed a few more witches with evil grins on their faces. She looked back at Kid, her vision not as blurry as before, and noticed the anger and hatred in his eyes. Was he mad for having to finish up this mission by himself? He couldn't be mad because she was hurt. Amane stopped worrying about this and paid more attention to the fight. Before she could see what was going to happen to the witches, she went unconscious.
