Ian was finding his new bed to be cozy. Ian slept with a teddy polar bear, which was a teddy bear only it was a polar bear. And when Ian went too sleep he'd always dream he was a priest in a citadel that gave the commandants of God's words.
" Black Star...stop eating from the buffet," Ian mumbled while hugging his teddy polar bear. " Soul...I didn't know you could play the piano. Maka...stop being jealous of the girls ogling Soul. Tsubaki... you look lovely tod-"
" Time to wake up, sunshine!"
Ali poured a bucket of ice cold water on Ian's head. In Ian's dream, the whole citadel flooded with artic water, and polar bears swam out trying to eat Ian. Ian jumped out of his bed and frantically jumped around trying to dry from his wet clothes.
" AHHHHHHH!" Cold! Cold! Cold!" Ian crossed his hands and clattered his teeth together as he was shivering. While shivering he noticed Ali with the bucket of water in her hands. " A-Ali...w-why did you do that?"
" Shut up and get dressed. We have patrol tonight."
" Patrol?"
" All Meister's and Weapons From Meister and Weapon's Academy go on patrol. Don't you know anything yet. We go out for-"
" I know. I know. It is the duty of the Meister to help his Demon Weapon become a Death Scythe. And they do that by collecting ninety-nine Evil Human souls and one witch soul."
" Ah, yeah. Very good. Where did you learn that? Did someone talk to you about it?"
" No. Remember dinner. Y'know, when you found my food to be so good that you didn't want me to have any? Well, after dinner, while you were watching television, I went to the library and studied every book on Meister's and Weapon's that I could get my hands on."
" Get your clothes on. Our first soul is going to be a witches soul."
XXX
A witches home was nothing like Ian dreamt it would be. Under the smiling face of what seemed like a mechanical moon, Ian saw a house that looked like jack-o-lantern. The sound of bats shrieking in the night made Ian aghast in fear.
" Hold me," Ian cried. He had his hands around Ali's waist and quivered behind her hoping she could actually protect him. " You're going to save me if something bad happens to me, right?"
" Hey, what was that?" Ali said.
" What was what, Ali?"
" That noise," she lied. " I think I heard someone screaming inside. And that person kept shouting that he needs help."
" A person in trouble? That's a cry for help. Don't worry, good sir or madam, I'm coming!"
Ian ran full speed towards the jack-o-lantern. His dark skin disappeared in the night like he did. As he was running, a wide deviant smile spread on Ali's mouth.
" Sucker. You'll be the perfect distraction while I nab me a witch."
XXX
Ian reached the front of the jack-o-lantern. Ian jumped through an open window. He fell on a floor, and without thinking he ran to the sound of rushing water.
" The witch is trying to drown that poor soul!" Ian shouted. Ian ran to a glass door where the water was coming from and slid the door open. " Alright, witch, you better leave that poor-"
Ian gawked at what was behind the door. Instead of a witch drowning a man, he saw a witch, but what he saw was her naked back. The witch was in a shower and was being cleansed with bubbles. The sight of it made Ian gush blood out of his nose and fall down.
" H-H-Hub-Huba-H-H-Hubba..." Ian flinched at the sight of the "witch". " I-I-I-I...I saw...Ieeeeee..."
" Little boy, are you alright?" The witch said as she looked down at Ian's bleeding face. " Did you hurt your head?"
" I-I'm alright," Ian replied in a nervous voice. " It's not like I-I've never seen a naked woman or anything."
" Why of course." the witch smiled at Ian. " A big boy like you must have lots of naked woman in his life." The witch leaned down on Ian, he felt her boobs press through his clothes, and she had her hands wrapped around her neck. " You're just so cute. You look like a bar of chocolate."
" I-I-I-I-"
" Hey!" Ali shouted on the windowsill of the jack-o-lantern. " How long are you going to let that witch flirt with you. Do something already!"
" Eh, right." Ian pushed the witch off and ran to the wall on the other side of her. Ali jumped from the windowsill and landed besides Ian ready to fight. " Witch, I'm afraid we're here to collect your soul."
" Witch? Who's a witch?" The witch asked. She now had bath towels around her chest that hid her bust.
" Don't play dumb with us, witch," Ali said. " Who else would wear a witches hat. And now we're here to eat your soul."
" Really?" The witch smiled. " That's great. But can it be your male friend that eats me?" The witch stuck out her tongue and rubbed her fingers on her tongue. Continuing to be flirtatious with Ian she rubbed her fingers on her slim legs. " You can eat me all day."
" Eeeeekkk." Ian gushed blood from his nose looking at the witch's slender legs and feeling aroused. " I have forsaken my morals and thus I've believed a woman was beautiful."
Ian took out his whip, raised his shirt, and he started whipping himself with his whip. As he did, he amplified the force used and blood dripped from his back.
" OW! OW! OW!"
" Stupid!" Ali exclaimed. " I'm the one whose going to eat your soul. What do you think of that?"
" Can't Mr. Chocolate do it? I like him more than I like you. You're a cherry."
" Who are you calling a CHERRY? Wuss, do something!"
" I can't-Ow! Ow! Ow!-I'm too busy trying to make amends."
" Moron. I'll do things myself."
Ali pulled out ten kunai knives. She then dashed at the witch and slashed her kunai knives at her. However, the witch easily dodged Ali's attacks. And flicking only one of her fingers, the witch knocked a kunai out of Ali's fingers one at a time. The witch knocked every knife out of her hands. She then jumped over Ali and landed besides Ian.
" Sorry about this, my little hot cocoa," the witch whispered into Ian's left ear. " But we can't be together as long as you're with that cherry.
" DON'T CALL ME A CHEERY!" Ali shouted as her eyes turned white and her teeth became sharp as knives.
" Till we meet again." The witch kissed Ian on his left cheek and Ian blushed. " I'll be waiting. Tee-hee." The witch pushed Ian to Ali. Ali caught Ian. The witch's hands then glowed white as she made a ball by holding them together. " Spirit..." The ball grew larger and she held it over her head. " Bomb!"
" Ahhhhh!"
Kaboom!
XXX
Ian and Ali's first battle was an epic fail. There skin were all black from dirt of the witch's attack and they had many wounds on their hands. Though Ali was suppressing her anger to the point where she'd start a carnage, Ian tried to find the good of things.
" Cheer up, Ali," Ian said with a whole hearted smile on his face. " At least we have each other."
" That's why we failed, you boob. You made me mess up. I don't need you. I work better fighting alone."
" That's not true. The book also says a Meister and Weapon can't fight well unless they work together."
" Ugh, I can't work with amateurs any longer. Tell me one thing."
" Huh? What?"
" Was that girl prettier than me?"
" I-I don't understand."
" The witch that was flirting with you, you boob. Was she prettier than me?"
" I-I don't really know. She did seem rather nice though. Maybe we can lead her to the path of righteousness the next time we see her."
" The next time we see her, I'm going to gut her like a fish and burn her soul before I eat it. And I'll make you watch just so you'll realize just whose the boss around here."
" Er, I look forward to watching that, Ali. Hey, until we reach Death City, can we hold hands together."
" What?"
" You know. My hands are feeling a little cold. Maybe we can warm each other up. How does that sound?"
" Whatever. Do what you like. I simply don't care. But if you try any funny business, I will gut you like a fish."
" You have my word as a priest in training I will not touch anything than thy hand."
Ian grabbed Ali's right hand and squeezed it with his fingers. Ali grunted on the outside, but on the inside she felt a tingling warm sensation inside of her heart. She was growing a little fond of Ian, but of course would never admit it too him. Together they walked back to Death City, hand by hand, looking for a soul."