Chapter 1

News

"Knowledge and experience are the decisive factors between equal opponents."

"Well, well! Hello Kiddie-kun!" Shinigami seamed overjoyed to meet his son yet again, bouncing up and down on his spring-like legs. "Hello father, what is the matter?" The cloaked death god frowned under his mask; his kid had grown even colder, he had to learn to enjoy life a little more… like him.

"Oh, yes, yes!" He acted in a cheerful manner, as if he didn't mind his attitude the slightest bit. "Well, you see Kid-kun, I guess you have already known about the new students for quite a while, am I correct?" His son opened his mouth, ready to answer just to have to swallow it. "Ok, ok, that said, I need you to do something about them."

Kid sweat-dropped at his father, could he take at least something seriously? "These new students aren't… ah! How could I put it?" One of his abnormally large hands tapped his mask, while the other rested on the part of his cloak that was supposedly his hips in a very lady-like way. This only made his kid pinch the bridge of his nose, mumbling to himself. "Oh, yes, very keen to socializing with unknown people." The younger looked exasperated, one of his eyebrows twitching lightly. Of course when he noticed this, he made sure to make both twitch, for symmetrical perfection. "Is father really going to ask me what I think he will? Please don't be it." "Therefore, I would want you to make them comfortable, show them some friendliness, ne?" "He has to be kidding me! Was this the urgent call I had to attend?"

"With all respect father, I don't think I should be the one doing this task." He made sure his face was calm and collected, showing the respect he had for his father. " Oh! But that is not true Kid-kun! You are the perfect person to do it! Who knows the place better than you do?" Kid could have sworn his mask was smiling at him. " But father, this is not adequate for someone like-" What on Earth was his father doing? And since when a table was in the middle of the Death Room? "Oh, Kid-kun, would you like some tea? We also have Tequila and clamato!" The young man's upper body slumped forward, whining to himself. He knew what it meant when his father did things like this, there was no use on arguing at this point; he would just simply continue doing silly stuff and avoiding his questions.

"Tea…" His voice was barely audible as he slowly shuffled his way towards the table, finally sitting down on one of the cushions just in front of his father. "Hey, Sis, what is this bottle?" His weapons had already sat down on the table at his sides, and Patty was extending one of her hands towards a bottle. He was too depressed at he moment to realize what she was about to grab and even less stop her. "No! Patty! Don't grab that!" He raised his head to look at the younger sister slurp down the agave plant liquid from its glass bottle. He grunted and slammed his head on the table, spilling his tea all over the place.

"I'm so useless… I can't even keep my weapons from getting drunk… I'm such an asymmetrical garbage, and excuse of Shinigami…" He continued to slam his head on the table, small whines and whispers in between hit and hit, while the two sisters were arguing about something related to "the healthy use of alcohol" on the background. Meanwhile the older Shinigami was sweat dropping, holding the tiny cup of tea dearly against his cloak.

A buzz came from behind the black-cloaked god, later followed by the sound of a voice emitting from the giant mirror that he always kept on here. "Shinigami-sama!" Said person looked back at the reflection with his usual bouncing. "Oh, hi there Laura!" The tall, tan woman on the reflection looked confused at the background behind the big black cloak, her brows glued together and her mouth hanging open. "Uh… You know Shinigami-sama, I could always call later on…" What the hell was happening over there? "Oh no, there is no use for that! Don't mind that!" A huge thumb pointed at his back. "What is happening over there? Anything important?" It was difficult for her to keep her eyes off the commotion, but she finally managed to look at the black holes on the god's mask.

"H-hai! We have received reports from the students that patrolled the area around the city about strange behaviour on the local residents, it appears that something is making them attack each other without any reasons." Shinigami stopped bouncing, holding his chin on one of his comical hands. "Hmm… is that so? What kind of things are they doing?" There was something odd about what she was telling him; somehow he got the feeling that something wasn't right in the situation.

"Well, since I wasn't really there, I can't tell you all the details, but what I have been told is that the residents would wander around aimlessly, eyes lost somewhere else and then suddenly start attacking any passerby, no matter if they were under the same circumstances." Death hummed lightly on his throat, thinking things over and over. It was quite strange to get this call now, especially when you thought about what had been happening lately…

"Has there been any magical activity on the area? Maybe a witch?" Laura looked at the new speaker who she recognized as the person hitting himself with the table a while ago.

The young man was almost as tall as Shinigami, almost reaching eye-to-eye contact and had some really strange eyes, double-looped with gold. She had to say he was one of the most handsome things she had ever seen, his pale skin didn't show any lump or imperfection, his face was beautifully sculpted, thin but not skinny, with a firm yaw and stern gaze. If she had drawn a line on the middle of his face, she probably wouldn't have been able to distinguish the right side from the left side, except for the lines on his hair, even if two were perfectly connected, the third one on top of his head was still missing around two inches to reach the other side.

"… " He was staring at her with a blank face, was he waiting for something? "…! Ah! Yeah! Um… not really, there haven't been any reported uses of magic for about a year." She had to fight the urge to slap her face, she was sure he had seen her looking! How embarrassing…

"Well then! I will send someone there immediately!" She was snapped out of her world with a goofy voice, mere seconds later the mirror shut down like a TV would, leaving her to deal with her red-cheeked reflection.

Silence filled the Death Room; each person was deeply consumed on his or her thoughts, especially the Shinigami's son who couldn't piece it together, he had been sure to crush any kind of madness back in the moon, there was no way people were acting like this without a witch's influence, he had to go there to see what was happening.

He turned towards the older, jumping back quickly at how near him he was, and the look he was giving him, it was starting to creep him out. His father never really had such a neutral face. But it didn't last long; soon his father was bouncing all over his spot, laughing gleefully. The man had to run all his memories to remember his father was much more older and experienced than him.

"Oh! Kid-kun is so big now!" Kid's browns began twitching again, what was he talking about? "I can't believe how I didn't notice it before! You sure have grown a lot!" "Is this for real? What does it have to do with what just happened? Father is really starting to creep me out now." "Well, well, I should have thought about it earlier!" His head looked up towards the ceiling, lost on his world.

"Father, I would like to go see what is happening there." He went straight to the point, maybe he wouldn't do stuff if he hurried up. "I'm afraid you have more important matters to attend in here Kid-kun!" Well, he was annoying him now; did he mean being the tour guide for new students? In which way was that more important than a possible re-surge of madness?

"Father, I don't see how the other task is more important than this." Shinigami bounced up and down, but even then kid still could feel something was wrong, that he was not telling him something. "You need to make new friends Kiddie! Maybe some new people will help you relax!" Looking sternly at his father he made sure his next words were clear and that he wouldn't be taking a lie for an answer.

"Is that really true? Or are you keeping something from me Father?" The other stopped bouncing, looking serious for the first time in quite a while. "There are some matters happening at the moment, this isn't the first call today, Kid. We are afraid something important might be taking place." His eyes widened at the news, so there really was something… he had felt it days ago, an eerie wavelength. "But it disappeared almost instantly! There is no way…"

"Until we have discovered what is it, it is essential for all students to stay within the city, including the new ones… especially the new ones. That is why it is of high importance for you to keep an eye on them, don't let them have the wrong idea." "The wrong idea about what? There is something else isn't there? Something about the new ones." Shinigami suddenly moved again, his cheerful ways returning back as if nothing had happened. "Well, Kid-kun it was good to have you here! I don't want to keep you from your classes, so you are free to go now!" Kid looked at his father quizzically, but let it drop. He had returned to the "Not telling you" mode. "Yes father."

He walked towards the still arguing sisters that had already moved to the middle of the corridor in the heated discussion, signalling for them to follow him. "Oh, and Kid…" He looked back at his standing father, somehow the table and all the mess had disappeared. "Don't tell anyone about this… Not even Spartoi."

First chapter! Hope you liked!

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