Every eye was on the head of bright red hair, as Angel shyly sat beside Kid and Maka, whom she decided would be a good friend to have. Angel had taken off her dark cloak, to reveal a mismatch of vibrantly-coloured clothing beneath. Leggings, boots, tattered rainbow skirt, long-sleeved shirt under a light singlet, and gold hooped earrings. She easily stood out like a rainbow in a rain storm.
Professor Stein, with an unmistakable tinge of curiosity in his voice, announced, "Students, I would like to welcome and introduce our newest student, Angel. She will be staying here for at least a week, and hopefully longer."
Everyone watched with interest as the young girl sat, her chair screeching into the silence.
"Uh, thank you," she mumbled, keeping her head bowed.
Stein's gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, before he resumed speaking to the class.
"Lord Death already knew I was to accept his offer," Angel thought to herself whilst her hair cloaked her frown, "Else this professor would not have known who I was. Or perhaps he's just been warned about me... I will be the centre of attention for a while. I just hope it's not too long."
"You okay?" whispered Maka.
Angel jolted, and gave a smile that was almost a wince. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks," She pulled out a small object into her lap, where no one could see, and began to rub its smooth metallic surface.
"You want to join us after school? We're going down to the basketball courts later on," offered Maka.
Angel bit her lip, whilst Kid who had overheard, frowned.
"I... Think I'll pass for today. I'm really tired from the trip here. But I'd love to join you all tomorrow."
Maka smiled. "Tomorrow it is then!"
Angel smiled in return, one that was genuine. Perhaps she could adjust here.
After the first day, Angel bid her new friends farewell and retreated to her room in the tower opposite Lord Death's.
As she left, Kid excused himself from the trip downtown.
"I'll be there shortly; there is something I wish to attend to first,"
Liz sighed. "Let me guess. You think a candle in your living room has burned down shorter than the other ones?"
"No," growled Kid. But after a moment, he added, "Do you think that could have happened?"
Liz moaned and turned to follow the others, "Never mind!"
As the left, Kid sighed. "Okay. I check the candles after I've checked on Angel," he murmured to himself.
With that he disappeared around a corner, and went straight to Angel's room. He arrived just in time to see the door close behind her.
"Damn," he muttered, "Too late."
As he turned to go, he was stopped by a sudden bang from Angel's room.
He turned around with a gasp. "What was that?!"
He ran to the door, and knocked, "Angel? Are you in there, are you okay?"
Another bang. Then a strained, "Yeah I'm fine. Go away please, just rearranging some furniture,"
Kid frowned uncertainly as there was another loud noise. "Are you sure? I think I should come in..."
"NO!" shrieked Angel, "I... I'm getting dressed as well. So don't come in. Trust me, I'm perfectly fine, okay?"
"Okay," said Kid doubtfully, "Just... Don't hurt yourself,"
"Thanks, Kid," she said, her voice muffled by the door.
Kid stood suspiciously for a moment longer, before shaking his head and leaving.
The next day, Angel arrived with dark smudges under her eyes.
"Wow," commented Soul, "What happened to you?"
Kid raised an eyebrow. "Stay up late with that furniture rearrangement?" By the tone of his voice, it was obvious he didn't believe that to be the truth.
Angel gave a weary smile. "Oh, I just had a bad sleep, that's all. Sometimes it takes me a little while to become adjusted to a place."
"I heard you were a nomad," frowned Subaki, "Wouldn't you be used to moving places?"
Angel shrugged. "You'd think so, right? Though I haven't slept in a proper bed since..." She frowned, struggling to remember.
"We had best get to class," said Maka, "We don't want to be late. And Angel's going to be joining us after school, so we really have something to look forward to now!"
Angel smiled warmly; she knew the others were more curious than friendly, but she decided to go along with it. If her plans went accordingly, she shouldn't have to show them the truth and she could indeed be friends with them all.
They went off to class, whilst Spirit whined in Lord Death's Death Room.
"Lord Death," he complained, "Who's this newcomer? I swear, I can vaguely recognise her... But not quite."
"You shouldn't," said Lord Death, "I placed a Forget-Me-Please spell on the girl, long ago, so people would find it easy to forget her."
Spirit jolted. "Why?"
Lord Death sighed. "She has killed many people, Spirit. The sooner they forget her, the sooner those who are left can get on with their lives. I knew she was trouble from the moment I let her leave the academy."
Spirit frowned. "So she has been here before? She did know Kid?"
Lord Death nodded. "Not only did they know each other, but they were best friends! Though I did not foresee that my son would fall for the Forget-Me-Please spell too, which is why he cannot remember her. They were the cutest friends, little children who did everything together. When she left, Kid was crushed. I thought it good when he began to forget her, that he would not remember the pain. I did not think, at the time, that she would return. Oh well, nothing can be done about it now, though I think Kid shall begin to remember her now that she's back."
Spirit frowned. "Killed many people, you say? So she really is dangerous? Who is she exactly?"
Lord Death sighed. "She's a troubled young girl, let's keep it at that. She has had a terrible past that no child should have to go through, but she's here to start anew. But let's just say... Angel isn't her full name. If people did know her entire name, they may be more wary."