Ghost walked out from her room, ready for breakfast. She stretched out her arms and yawned, moving her beanie. She adjusted it back as she walked into the kitchen, where Maka was making waffles. She sat down at the table and smiled as her mother set down a plate of chocolate-chip waffles, her favorite thing for breakfast. Soul sat across from her at the table, reading the newspaper.
Ghost grabbed the syrup and filled up all of the little spaces in the morning confection and began eating. When she finished, she put her plate up and walked over to the door. Her mother and father stood beside her, wishing her good luck on her first day at school.
"Good Luck, Ghosty. Of course, you won't need it, who wouldn't want a weapon partner as cool as you?" Soul commented.
"Thanks, dad..."
"Honey, you know what he means," Maka remarked. She kissed her daughter on the forehead and brought her in for a hug.
"Thanks, mom." Ghost hugged her mother in return, then hugged her father. She waved goodbye and walked out the door. Ghost stood at the foot of the steps to the Death Weapon Meister Academy, looking up at the spikes and skulls embedded in its walls. She saw a tiny dot moving on the central spike, but dismissed it. It was probably a bird of something. She ran up the steps, excitement flowing through her veins and showing in her eyes. As she reached the top, she looked around at the few students gathered outside. Suddenly a shout rang out from above Ghost's head.
"YAHOO! BEHOLD THE AWESOMENESS OF ME, TOKU! I'LL BE A BIGGER STAR THAN ANY OF YOU, ANYONE EVER! EVEN MY DAD, BLACK*STAR! YAHOO-!"
The shout was cut off as a creaking sound split the air, and Ghost looked up. She jumped out of the way as one of the spikes's tips came crashing down, along with a dark blue, spiky-haired boy about her age.
"Aah!" she yelped. The boy stood up and kicked aside the small stone spike, not at all dazed. Another boy came over to him, and gave him a fist bump.
"Toku! That was awesome!" he said.
"I know!" Toku answered with a childish smirk. "Hope your dad doesn't mind, Junior."
"Oh, he will," Junior replied. He laughed. Ghost cocked her head and looked at him. "Oh, hey! Are you new?" Ghost nodded. "Well, nice to meet you. I'm Death the Kid Jr. What's your name?"
"I'm Ghost," she started. "Ghost Evans. Nice to meet you and your... friend?"
"Yeah. This is Toku. Ghost, Toku. Toku, Ghost," Junior finished.
"Hi, Toku."
"YAHOO! Hi, Ghost!" Toku exclaimed.
"So do you guys wanna go inside? It's almost time for class to start, and you need to get your tag, Ghost," Junior stated. They began walking. The group entered through the doors and strolled down the academy's main hallway. "By the way, what are you: Meister or Weapon?" Junior inquired.
"I'm a weapon," Ghost replied.
"Well, what a coincidence. I happen to be a Meister, one without a weapon," Junior said. He winked at Ghost, who blushed slightly. She didn't know why. The trio walked into class Crescent Moon.
Ghost sat on the steps outside, smiling. She had enjoyed her first day at the DWMA. She was almost sad it had to end. She sighed and stood up, ready to go home. Ghost looked down at her official tag. It read "Weapon". She started to walk down the steps.
"Ghost!" a shout called from behind her. Ghost turned around and saw Death the Kid Jr. running over to her. She stopped and waited for him. He waited for a moment to catch his breath. When he finally did, he stood up straight. His headphones were off to the left as usual, the sinking sun reflecting off of the white skulls painted on them. His black hair, with seven, small, white shinigami stripes, moved slightly in the breeze. He cleared his throat.
"Ghost," he started. "I know this is gonna sound weird, but when I saw you today, and we hung out and stuff, this weird blue flash crossed my eyes. And I think I know what it's trying to tell me... Ghost, will you be my weapon partner?"
Ghost couldn't speak. She didn't think she would get a partner this fast. But she could kind of feel it too, what Junior had described.
"Yes," she answered quietly.
"What?" Junior said. "Didn't catch it."
"Yes, I'll be your weapon partner," Ghost stated proudly.
"Awesome!" Junior declared. He held out his hand for a fist bump, and was about to put it down until Ghost obliged him.
"See you tomorrow, then!" she shouted as she walked down the steps. "Bye!"
"Bye, Ghost!"
Ghost ran home as quick as she was able to. She couldn't wait to tell her mom and dad she had gotten a partner, and a reaper at that! She skipped up the steps and thrust open the door.
"You look happy," Maka acknowledged with a giggle.
"What's got you so pumped up, Ghosty?" Soul inquired.
"I got my partner today!" she exclaimed, unable to hold it any longer.
"Who is it, Ghost?" Maka asked.
"Death the Kid Junior, he's Lord Death's son! Can you believe it?" Ghost declared. Soul's eyes widened. He had a nosebleed and fainted in his chair, falling onto the floor. Maka just looked surprised. She put down the basket of laundry she was holding and walked over to Soul with a thick hardcover book.
"Well, I'm gonna chill in my room until dinner...bye!" Ghost quickly ran down to her room and flopped onto her bed, happy as a puppy.