Real chapter. And it's been raining... I hate water with a bloody passion. So I get fucking pissed and depressed when it rains... But like always, I won't let my mood influence the way I write. Let's take a break from action and just have the characters relax.
Disclaimer: Just be glad I didn't give this story a stupid pun name like Soul Bleach.
The sun seemed to blaze a bit harder today, making it feel unbearably hot. Especially for the wolf, his fur was beginning to slowly bring him to a heatstroke. His son was just as bad, both couldn't bear the heat any longer.
"I think I'm about to spontaneously combust..." Roy mumbled as slouched back in a park bench. Though Sajin was much too big to sit as well, he found that he might as well provide shade for his son. "Did we have to stay away from the house that has a running AC?" The fox asked in more of a sarcastic sense.
"Yes, and don't argue about it." The wolf continued to be a father and denied any question as to why they could go any but home at the moment. Feeling too drained to do anything, Roy stopped his assault of words after the first minute, finding that an argument wasn't going to cool him down.
"Whoa, you guys look terrible. What happened?" Both the son and father's ears perked up from hearing the voice of Tatsuki.
"It's hot." The fox slouched even further in the bench.
"A little heat never hurt anybody." Bowser added to further burn them.
"Try and say that after wearing a parka for the whole day in this heat." Roy shot back, though his father should have been the one to say it taking that his tail was the only thing covered in fur. But the heat was just as unbearable to him as well.
"Don't start anything or I will make you wear a parka." The Dragon Glove meister stopped her weapon from getting into a fight. "Anyways, you two look like you could use something to cool down. Maybe some ice cream."
Both the father and son felt revitalized just from the thought of the cool and soothing taste.
"Hehe, I think that's a yes, Tatsuki." Draco chuckled seeing the distant dreamy gaze from young woman smiled and motioned for the two to follow her. Though it felt painful to walk under the blazing heat, it was still worth it after the first lick of the cold treat.
"So why were you two in the heat and not inside?" The young woman asked. Having no idea what was the intention of his father, the fox continued to lick his peanut butter and chocolate ice cream in peace.
"I have my reasons." Sajin stated, traces of disgust appearing on his face.
"... Is it what I think it is?" She lowered her tone to keep Roy from getting suspicious.
"Possibly." After a moment she mouthed the word 'sorry' to him. Choosing to change the subject, Tatsuki put on a serious face.
"So, what are we going to do about Drawcia?" Draco and Bowser looked around, keeping an eye out for anyone that might be eavesdropping.
"We don't have any proof other than what we heard, it would be difficult to convince the academy if we need their help. I say we keep a close eye while remaining calm and relaxed around her presence." The wolf gave his strategy.
"Easier said than done, she's a complete bitch, I can't stand being near her." The fiery glove added. Sajin sent a glare in his direction.
"Need I remind you that my son is here, I expect you to watch your language."
"Dad, I'm 17. That's 106 in fox years." Everyone stared at the youngest weapon and each had a drop of sweat trickle down their heads. "Fine, I'll just leave to go to the mission board. At least the academy has air conditioning." Roy got up and walked away towards the direction of the DWMA. His ice cream still in his hand as he enjoyed it as he strolled.
"Don't think that you can swear just because he left." The wolf interrupted Bowser from whatever vulgar words he had planned to say as he opened his mouth.
Back at the academy, the fox took a look at the board. Seeing the same missions he refused to go on the account of the amount of danger was in each of them. Two parts were torn in him, the part that forbidden him to try a dangerous mission to protect his father figure, and the other that wanted so desperately to feel fear, excitement, and his pulse race at the same time. But for once, logic triumphed temptation in his mind.
The fox took one last look before heading over to Professor Albarn's room. He saw the same opened doorway with the familiar albino in plain view.
"Lucky me..." He walked on over and knocked on the doorway to announce his presence. "Good day Professor Maka, Death Scythe Soul Eater."
"No need for formalities, just call us Maka and Soul." She smiled as he closed the door.
"Besides, calling her a professor outside of class isn't really that cool." Soul added.
"Alright, I will Soul. But any luck on my situation?" The fox referred to his little world inside his soul.
"Well, I found a bit on Kitsunes, but not the blood. Back in the very beginning of the DWMA, Kitsunes were sided along with witches. Because of that, most were hunted and killed. It said they were extinct, but here you are standing right before us..." The ash blonde woman explained as she stared at the fox.
"We need to know more about your past, give us any childhood memories that you can remember." The Death Scythe urged Roy to shed a bit more light on the situation.
"Can't, I don't really remember anything. The furthest I could go back is living out in the woods a couple years with my adopted dad and meister." Maka closed her eyes and tried to think out a way to solve this puzzle.
"Shotze..." She muttered.
"What about him?" Soul looked back at Roy, after a moment he grinned, exposing his sharp teeth. "I get it now, his little friend will tell all we need to know."
"Well, how?"
"He's a part of your soul, therefore he would know all about yourself. From your likes, dislikes, preferences, secrets and even possibly memories." The professor explained as she stood up. "All you have to do is talk to him, and get him to spill it."
"Well, how do I do that?" The fox wondered for a second, seeing as the only time he sees that ninetailed fox is when he resonates. Maka walked up to him and grabbed a hold of his hand.
"You'll have to trust me, and let me in. If you don't, we will never know." He felt uneasy having to put his faith and trust in one person at the moment. He only really trusted his father with his life, but he needed to know more about this Kitsune Blood he has. He tightened his grip on her hand, a gesture that was returned quickly along with wide grins.
"Alright, but trust is nothing unless mutual, I'll provide you with my secrets as long as you keep 'em." The ash blonde woman's eyes held determination as she nodded. The fox glowed his crimson red and became the Gun Blade.
"The kid's cooler than I thought..." Soul muttered as Maka examined the unique weapon.
"Wow, a strange but amazing form. Alright, just concentrate as I try and resonate with you." The fox's reflection appeared on the blade.
"Thanks, and I'll try." He waited patiently as he felt his soul match the professor's. After a blink of his eyes he was once again face to face with Shotze.
"Back again, eh pup?" Roy frowned as he glared at him.
"I need answers and you need explaining to do."
"I already know. But I don't want to give them up that easily. Maybe I want a little fun." Immediately Roy took up his fists in a fighting position. "Put those down pup, both you and I know you can't so much as fight with any sort of help. I meant a real game, not a fight."
"This is going to suck..." The fox sighed, knowing full well that Shotze would have the advantage seeing as he's the one proposing the game. Tricksters don't go into a bet without having an upper hand of some kind. "Alright, what game?"
So sorry. I'm feeling like shit right now. I FUCKING HATE GETTING SICK WITH A BLOODY PASSION! I can't even draw without getting into a coughing fit... Ugh...