High school Au. Could be seen as Soul x Kid or Black*Star x Tsubaki, but it's mainly platonic friendship.

Please send requests, I'm out of ideas.

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There weren't a lot of rules at the DWMA High school. There was no known dress code, and all of the teachers were extremely laid back, if not extremely weird. The principal himself was a total goofball unless he was provoked, and those times were few and far between. However, there still were rules that the students followed, ones that had both been in effect for a long time and those that had been made by the students themselves, all of which posted on a blackboard at the front if the school.

1. Never be alone with Dr. Stein. Always bring a friend to die with you.

2. Don't upset Ms Marie. If she doesn't kill you Stein will.

3. Justin may look really young for a teacher but do not try flirting with him. He will report you to Sid. Seriously. Just back off. His boyfriend might also maim you.

4. Don't be late to any of Sid's classes. Detention with him is a living hell.

5. Archne is creepy, spend as little time with her as you can.

6. Asura is nice company occasionally, but it's better to out right avoid him. His complaining might drive you insane. Really.

7. Unless you absolutely hate your life and have a death wish DO NOT DATE, MESS WITH, UPSET, OR FIGHT HIS SON. YOU WILL LITERALLY DIE AND NO ONE WILL EVER KNOW THE LOCATION OF YOUR CORPSE.

Unfortunately, the newest student, Soul Evans, hadn't bothered to look at the rules before he waltzed into school late, knowing full well that he'd get an earful from his new roommate. She was easy on the eyes, sure, but that blond had one hell of a temper, and he was sure the friends she'd walked to school with wouldn't be too different.

After getting his schedule from the front office (and meeting the weirdly obsessed vice principal) he wandered through the halls to his first (technically his third period) class. It was gym, which he felt was rather fortunate. It meant he could slide right in with his devil may care attitude and be the cool guy of the class. He'd arrived late, so he simply threw his bag down on the gym floor and sauntered over the teacher, who looked a little too sickly to be teaching a gym class.

"Hey! Call me Sid, I'm your teacher for this period. I'm gonna guess you're Evans right?"

"Tch. Yeah." Soul glanced at the rest of the class, seeing that they were simply walking around and talking. He guessed class hadn't officially started yet. "Whatdya want me to do?"

"Oh, just mingle with everyone for now, once the girl's teacher gets in we'll start. We're having a joint lesson today."

The white haired boy turned away from Sid to survey the scene, immediately deciding he'd rather not try and infiltrate the group of girls he walked over to where all the guys seemed to have gathered. His progress was stepped by a buff looking kid with a star tattoo on his shoulder.

"You're obviously new here, pal. No one gets to walk right by me without a fight! I'm gonna be the man who transcends even the gods with my greatness!" He started cackling then, throwing his head back, messy blue hair becoming even more wild. Soul wasn't quite sure if he should join the laughter or call the kid crazy and move on. Someone else quickly made his option for him.

"Leave him alone Black*Star. Sid will get us in trouble if you try to fight someone right now. And plus, Ms Marie hates it when we fight..." Soul couldn't help but to gawk at the blatantly beautiful girl now tugging this apparent "Black*Star" back and away from him. "I'm sorry, he's very ill-tempered sometimes. I'm Tsubaki."

"Soul." He turned away from the painfully obvious couple and caught sight of a very unwelcome person. Maka glared at him from where she stood with a small group of people. After a moment of her glaring and him staring passively back, she seemed to slump in defeat and motioned for him to come over.

Suspicious, but having nothing better to do, he walked over and leaned against the bleachers, winking at the two blonds standing next to his roommate.

"You're just awful, aren't you?" She crossed her arms across her nonexistent chest, while her two friends giggled besides her. "Did you even bother to look at the rule board?"

"There's a rule board?" He wasn't paying much attention to the decor, or whatever the board looked like. He then shrugged and shoved his hands into his pockets, attempting to look as chill as he possibly could. "Eh, I don't usually care anyway. Not like I'll stay all that long, so it won't effect me much. So, who are your beautiful friends?"

Maka scowled at him and probably would have hit him before a hand was on her shoulder and his shoulder, a boy only a little older looking than them gliding in between them. Soul couldn't help but to stare in wonder at this kid with his freakin' black and white hair and all black gym attire.

"Please don't start a fight. You'll dirty up the gym even more." The boy turned golden eyes on Soul, taking his hands away from the two roomies. He glanced the new student up and down before he frowned at him and glanced at Maka. "I'm Kid. You've met Maka, and my stepsisters Liz and Patty. And of course, you must be Soul. Stein guessed that you'd be late. Mm, class is about to start."

Soul was about to ask how this Kid knew that when Sid called for everyone to line up for dodgeball, of all things.

It started out fine. He was on a team with Black*Star, Tsubaki, some kid called Hiro, and a few others he didn't really care to remember. On the other side, Maka proved to be fast on her feet and extremely agile, and she put all of her anger into all of her attacks. He noticed that one particular kid (one on his side) never got hit or even had a ball thrown his direction. He had pink hair and clutched a black dragon toy to his chest.

Also on the other side, Liz and Patty were making short work of taking his team out one by one and Kid darted about on his side if the gym, dodging balls and throwing them back with a speed that was rather frightening for such a lithe boy.

No one seemed to really be aiming at him either, which was confusing and weird; didn't you want to get the other team out?

Soul turned and aimed, waiting for the perfect before...He threw as hard as he could, and the fucker deflected the ball with one he had just caught, and the deflected ball...hit the pink haired boy right in the gut, making him drop his toy and fall to the ground crying out in pain.

"You idiot!" Maka was screaming at him and running to the fallen boy, Sid already by the kid's side. The others gathered around them, shooting looks at Soul, who stood rooted the spot. A hand was on his shoulder, and someone was talking to him, but all he could hear was his own heart beating in his chest and the pounding in his head.

The kid stood up with the help of Sid, obviously fine, although he was still sniffling, and then he could tell Maka was getting in his face and was talking to him, and then both Sid and the pink haired kid were there in front of him, Sid holding a clip board that had Soul Evans files on it.

"Ah shit, I should've checked this before I threw you into dodgeball. Kid your dad's gonna kill me."

"Why? Is there something wrong? Let me guess, anger issues or something like that?"

"Guy's got a heart condition. Car crash made it super weak. Ok uh, Kid, take him up to the nurse, see is she can get him calmed down, and tell your dad what happened so no one goes and thinks the wrong thing."

Kid grabbed hold of Soul's arm to lead the still frozen teen out of the gym and back towards the front of the school, where the nurse was located. Just as they stepped through the threshold, Soul's heart had slowed to its natural pace, and the pounding in his head was only an ache now.

"Did I hurt him?"

"Who?" Kid was staring at him, concerned and obviously worried sick about this weird boy with a bad heart and a bad attitude.

"The guy I hurt! Is he ok? I saw him go down, and everyone looked so worried. Is he ok?"

"...Soul, Crona is fine, he just got startled and he'll probably bruise...but you nearly had a heart attack. Everyone was worried about you."

"...oh..."

"Come on, just lay down here until the nurse comes back from her break." Kid led him to an empty bed and pushed Soul down on the plastic covered mattress. "You should mention if something was wrong you know."

"Its not usually a problem. Like I said, I'm never anywhere long enough for much to effect me. Me and my parents are always traveling to better and more expensive hospitals to find out how to fix my dumb heart." He was spewing more than he should, but he had a feeling his dad would pull him out the moment he caught wind of his son almost dying at school.

"I'm sorry." Kid sat down next to him, hands resting on his knees. "We all assumed you were just some mean punk the moment Maka told us about you."

"I'm just another super cool guy."

"Keep telling yourself that. Maybe it'll stick." He glanced over at the clock, then stood and stretched. "Well, I've got another class to get to, so wait here until the nurse comes and then hurry to class ok? I'll see you later!"

He smiled over his shoulder, raising a hand to wave goodbye.

"Uh, y-yeah, bye!" Soul sat back on the mattress with a crunch of plastic, and he knew he'd be fine by the time the nurse came in. Just another close call.

When he got home the same day, Maka was hanging out with that pink haired kid from before. Crona forgave Soul for hitting him, as it hadn't been his fault, and he was, for once since he had moved in, invited to have dinner with them.

There weren't a lot of rules at the DWMA High school. The top ones however, ones that went unspoken and not up on the rules board, were simple; you don't bully Crona, who the school's top athletes would kick your ass, you didn't hit on the principal's son, and you did not, no matter what, try to scare Soul Evans, not unless you wanted to give the poor guy a heart attack from his condition, and once again have the top athletes kick your ass.