I pushed up my plastic frame glasses as the tour continued. The other new Shinigami were intently listening to our guide, William T. Spears. Each of us had casual coats and ties for this special day.
Who am I, you ask?
My name is Samuel Bishop, Shinigami.
Will-senpai was talking about the importance of Shinigami and the rules to our duties. He explained how our major exam is to test our judgment on our victims. To see if their life deserves to continue or not. But the last stop to the tour was probably the most important to Shinigami; the eye glass wing. Being Shinigami, we have very poor eye sight and when we accomplish our exam, we are given the glasses of our choice. The others in the group were bragging how they would get super cool specks while I stood silent and sighed.
"Will~" Everyone in the group turned to the owner of the over excited voice except for the owner of the called out name. It was none other than Grell Sutcliff. This was the first time I had ever seen him in person. He was well known, partially for his little "Jack the Ripper" incident. Currently, the redhead was trying to grasp the stoic man's attention in his usual flirtatious attempts. Geez, this guy was eccentric. I'd gladly switch genders with him so his flirt targets wouldn't be so uncomfortable. Oh, did I surprise you with that last remark? Yes, my friend, I am a girl. But I choose to dress and act male for one main reason.
So I won't be looked down upon and be told to have a man protect me.
How many female Shinigami go out to reap souls do you think there are?
Have you seen any?
I rest my case.
I pushed up my glasses, sighing heavily. Will-senpai was getting a bit annoyed by the redhead's efforts. When Grell-senpai tried to pounce him, he casually side stepped and his face was planted on the floor at our feet.
"Sutcliff-senpai, are you okay?" One of the others asked the senior. Said senior sat up and pouted at Will-senpai.
"Ah~ You were never gentle, Will~"
Cue my faceplam and another sighed. That caught Grell-senpai's attention. This was the moment I deeply regretted.
"What are you sighing a- Well, hello there~" He stood up and carefully observed my face.
Pale skin.
Longish, choppy white hair that went a little passed my ears.
The trademark Shingami green-yellow eyes that held a hard glare.
"Ah~ Will you've been holding out on me~" He whined as my eye twitched and furiously pushed up my glasses. How such a person would be considered one of the strongest, I'll never know. Grell-senpai turned back to me, circling me like a predator.
"Well, what's your name, my little kouhai~" He purred, hands clapped together, his sharp tooth grin ever present.
"Grell Sutcliff, I will not have you disturb the new recruits. You have paperwork to do." Will-senpai stated, pushing up his specks as my eye twitched. The redhead was invading way too far into my private bubble. It was when he hooked his arm in mine with his head on my shoulder and his breath on my neck, I snapped.
"Senpai, forgive me for this." Within a second before anyone could ask, the heel of my boot was planted nicely in Grell-senpai's head. There was a faint pink tint on my cheeks but my glare and my boot's position on the elder's head didn't shift.
"Ah~ So rough~" The bruised redhead cooed. I sighed in aggravation and Will-senpai dismissed us from the tour and proceeded to scold Grell-senpai for not focusing on his paperwork. Said redhead was now whining and calling after me but that only made me quicken my pace. I sighed and kept my mind focused on the upcoming event that would be very critical for my life as a Death God.
Not two seconds later, I bumped into a form. I stepped back, regaining my balance and looked up to see one of the recent additions, Ronald Knox I believe.
"Oi, watch where you're goin' newbie." The blonde looked down at me even thought he was only an inch or two taller than myself. I pushed up my plastic glasses, cursing inwardly that I wasn't paying attention.
"Sorry." I moved to get by him but he stepped into my path and seemed to be in deep thought as he studied my face. I felt very uncomfortable under his stare so I snapped.
"What?" My tone was sharp and cold and he seemed to snap out of his little thoughts and smiled.
"Y'know," He started as I raised an eyebrow, "It's not very lady-like to dress like that." My breath hitched in my throat and it took all my power to keep a calm face.
"Lady-like? Why would I worry about being lady-like if I am not a lady?" Ronald just chuckled at my reply. How could he tell? Or was he just playing around? I had made sure to look nothing like a female. Bindings wrapped around my chest even though my breasts were already small, and coats and shirts at least one size too big to give the illusion of a male type figure. I was thankful for my petite body type. I had even kept my hair short and my voice was already good for my display. So how would it be possible?
"I know girls very well so I'm almost like a pro at this sort of thing." He stated, my personal bubble being invaded once again.
"Well sorry to disappoint you, but I am nothing of the sort." He was getting way too close.
"I'm not one to be fooled, newbie." His forehead was against mine, making pure eye-to-eye contact. Pink invaded my cheeks and I pushed his away.
"For the last time, I am not a woman. Now if you'll excuse me." And with that, I walked fast pace away from the blonde, fighting down the pink and the urge to punch the wall. I would have to be wary of Ronald and people getting too far into my bubble. Very wary.