Chapter Two

The Reunion

EPOV

As I walked to my classroom, I wondered how people were going to react to seeing me. I knew I looked strange, anyone could see that. But, I wondered with contempt, would the find me somewhat graceful, like Panda had?

No, most definitely not. The likelihood that it DOES happen is approximately 0.5%, I thought with scorn. No one has EVER reacted like Panda. If someone does, I may have to test their DNA to see if they're related to Him. The thought of running a DNA test on an unsuspecting person was so humorous, I actually giggled.

I looked up, and saw that I was in front of the room I needed to be in. I took a deep breath, and opened the door.

As soon as I did, every head seemed to swivel upwards, as if to say, what on Earth? I ducked my head down, and walked hurriedly towards the professor. I handed her the note, and she read it impatiently, as if I was wasting her time.

As she did, I scanned the room, looking around, trying to memorize faces. One stood out, though, and I was shocked by how similar this boy was to my Panda.

His hair was slightly longer than what Panda preferred, and was extremely shaggy. The color was off, for Panda had a perfect black shade for his hair color, and this boy's was a light shade, almost thunderstorm gray, and his jaw was a bit more defined than what Panda would look like. He was hunched over, and seemed very lanky. His skin was so pale, he was almost a ghost. That was probably what caught my attention. Only Panda had that sort of skin.

What surprised me the most were his eyes. They were almost exactly like His, except they were two shades darker. Underneath them, were dark rings, giving him the Panda look. They were also extremely defined, and I wanted to cry just looking at him. Panda…

The teacher got my attention with her boring, dull voice.

"Okay, introduce yourself, and then pick a seat," she told me. Introduce myself? What is this, Kindergarten?

"…Ebony desu," I murmured bowing. I heard her sigh, and say to me,

"Your full name, please." I ducked my head.

"…I'm an orphan," I muttered. "I don't have a last name." The lady seemed embarrassed. Probability that she will say something sympathetic, 98%.

Before she could open her mouth, I quickly asked,

"Can I just take my seat?" I asked, straining to keep my face straight. She nodded dumbly. I almost broke into a sprint, taking the farthest seat in the back, next to a window. It was extremely secluded, and you would have to obviously turn your head or crane your neck to look at me. Not that you would be able to, since the sun would get in your eyes.

I slung my backpack underneath the chair, and in the same movement, hopped into my chair, sliding off my shoes and putting my feet in my chair, seeming to crouch in said chair. I knew I would look weird, but, honestly, I didn't care.

I looked at the board, seeing the complicated equation, and remembering this from four years back. I sighed, rubbing my head.

Probability of me falling asleep from the boredom 45%, I thought, pretending to pay attention.

"Hmm…Ebony, would you like to answer?" the Professor droned. Every head turned in my direction, probably thinking that I couldn't do it. I tried to refrain from rolling my eyes, failing horribly.

"Well, for starters, you wrote the equations wrong," I told her.

"Oh, really, did I now? Come up and show me, then," she challenged me. I slipped my shoes on, walked down, and erased the equations Then, I began to correctly write them down, explaining as I went.

" The first is a topological invariance relating the number of faces, vertices, and edges of any polyhedron. It is written F + V = E + 2, where F is the number of faces, V the number of vertices, and E the number of edges. The cube, for example, has 6 faces, 8 vertices, and 12 edges, and satisfies this formula. The second formula, used in trigonometry, says eix = cos x + is in x where e is the base of the natural logarithm and i is the square root of -1. When x is equal to p or 2p, the formula yields two elegant expressions relating p, e, and i: eip = -1 and e2ip = 1. ,"I answered, setting down the marker, admiring my handiwork. The entire class stared at me, gawking.

"How did you,…" she asked, shocked. I stared at her, my eyes boring into her soul.

"I've already taken this course," I said. "I didn't get to finish it, which is why I'm here." I walked back to my seat, aware of every pair of eyes on me. I turned around, glaring.

"Take a picture, why don't you? It'll last longer," I spat. Everyone looked away, except for that boy that looked so much like my Panda. He stared at me with those big, curious eyes. My eyes softened, as I remembered how he would look at me like that. I walked quickly to my seat, straining to keep myself from crying. The stupid lady refrained from asking me another question the rest of the period, and as soon as the bell rang, I was already out the door. I was running, needing to get away from that boy, who would surely be the death of me. I saw Ryuk, still in a classroom, and gave him the signal. I put my arms behind my neck, and blinked twice. He nodded and was telling the boy he was going to leave. I saw the boy nod, and covering it up by popping his neck. Then Ryuk was coming over, and smiling.

"Hey, kid, how've ya been?" And a single tear ran down my face as I smiled. I sat down, and whispered,

"I missed you, Raven."

Bet you were thinking it was the reunion with Panda, huh? WRONGO. She's reuniting with the funny as crap Shinigami, Ryuk. What is their connection? What's with the boy who constantly reminds her of Panda? I'm pretty sure you all know who her Panda is, though. XD

Love you all!

-Bella