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It's In The Blood	By : BVB.HIMisMIW Category: +S to Z > Soul Eater Views: 3632 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or make any money off this fanfiction. I do, however, own my OC's Yin and Yang

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       There I stood, in my undergarments, socks, and blue with rust red pinstriped suit trousers, ironing out my shirt, tie, and jacket, along with some of Yin’s outfit, too. It was about 5:30 in the morning, which gave us plenty of time to get ready. “Sister, breakfast is ready.” Yin stated, peaking his red and blue colored head around the corner while blinking owlishly. I turned off the iron and handed him his clothes, seeing as he was only wearing white boxers, his socks, and a frilly black waist apron. He took them and quickly got dressed while I tuck the hem of my dark blue dress shirt into my pants, tightened my black belt, did up my slender red silk tie, and slid on my suit jacket that matched my trousers.

       Yin came back and handed me my black shoes. He had on his shoes, black slacks, black belt, white under and button up with the top two buttons undone, a loose black and white tie, his little hoops in his ears, and his loose thin chained bracelets. In his other hand were my earrings and cufflinks. I put my left earring, a black inverted cross that hung from a thin chain, in before doing my right; a silver pentagram which also hung from a thin chain. Next was my silver cufflinks in the shape of a katana. Straightening out my suit, I grabbed my hat from on top of the coat rack and put it on. Yin rolled his sleeves up to above his elbows, disappearing into the kitchen.

       I went in and was greeted with hash browns, bacon, eggs and toast. I sat down and dug in, along with Yin, who set down a chocolate milk box in front of me, taking a strawberry one for himself. We ate in silence for the few minutes until it was 6:15. “I’ll do the dishes, you dry them” I stated, cleaning off what we used before he dried them.

      •Soul’s Point of View•

       “Maka, what are we doing here at such an ungodly hour?” I asked, laying my head down on my crossed arms.

       “Don’t you remember? Professor Stein said we’re getting new students today.” I snorted before going back to getting some sleep. Which was rudely stolen from me.

       “The great Black*Star that will surpass God is here!”

       Fuck my luck. What the hell was he doing here at such a time? Normally he was the last person to arrive to class. “Black*Star, do you have to be so loud?” asked Tsubaki, trying to calm down the blue haired idiot.

       “I’m trying to find the two who thought they could take God’s spotlight!” he shouted, looking around wildly.

       “Oi! I doubt they’ll be here at this time of day, idiot.” I grumbled, glaring at him. It didn’t faze him one bit as he waved up at me. “C’mon, Stein isn’t even here yet!” my head was smashed into the wood surface before me as Maka hit me over the head with a book.

      •Yin’s Point of View•

       I stared up in awe at the building before us, wondering how it was even possible. “Sister, is this that DWMA that those from the other night were talking about?” I asked, quickly catching up to her. She was drinking her iced mocha through a straw, pulling the brim of her fedora over her black and white eyes. A recycling bin was placed to the left, making Yang throw away her finished drink.

       “Un. Remember, Shinigami-sama personally asked for us to attend a few months back.”

       “Oh! That’s right.” I smiled; catching the ghost of one that touched her whine stained lips. “You think we can finally make friends?” She shrugged, looking up at the large laughing sun. “Who’s that?” I pointed at a figure standing on the tip of one of the spikes.

       “I don’t know. But whoever it is, they’re ruining the balance of the place.” Yang deadpanned. As we got closer, we could hear screaming and something about ‘God’. “God fucking hell, can someone please shut them up?” it seemed that Sister was still a grumpy-face. It was the poor guy’s funeral.

       “YOU MUST BE THE NEW STUDENTS! TRYING TO TAKE AWAY MY SPOTLIGHT! YOU WON’T BE ABLE TO TAKE MY SPOTLIGHT, FOR I AM GOD!” the person shouted.

       “Is it just me, or is he compensating for something?” Sister suggested, making me chuckle as she smirked. I ran forward and watched as she crossed her arms in front of her face; easily blocking the missile drop kick that was aimed at her head.

       Oh, he was in trouble now… Sister growled lowly, uncrossing her arms. A short, blue haired boy came charging at her, aiming to punch her in the stomach.

      •Yang’s Point of View•

       How stupid must this one boy be? Using my right hand, I blocked his fist, spinning on the balls of my feet; I twisted his arm around and behind his back, pushing him forward in the butt. Stumbling a few steps, he turned back around. This time the blue haired midget was aiming at my head. Frowning, I fell backwards into the crab walk, kicking my right leg up and hitting them in the chin. I used my momentum to kick myself into a handstand before standing once more. But it seems the boy didn’t know how to give up as he charged at me. ‘He’s using his soul wavelength…’ I thought, spinning out of the way while grabbing his collar. Focusing, I continued through, slamming my elbow back into his chest cavity, using my own wavelength to stun him.

       “Oh Black*Star…” out of the corner of my eye, I seen a tall Japanese girl sigh. Bringing my right leg up, I used it to knock him into the ground as I went into the splits. The force of it made him cough up some blood. Looking down at him, I could see small spasms.

       “I think I went overboard…” once again I deadpanned. Dusting off my suit, Yin ran over to me with his naïve smile in place.

       “Elegant as always, sister!” he cheered as the boy’s weapon came running over, checking her meister over. My hands were once again in my trouser pockets as we walked side-by-side into the school, making a path along the way as the students parted. Already were they gossiping like children. “Isn’t the bell going to ring soon?” asked a quizzical Yin, following after me like a baby duckling would its mother. Bobbing my head once, I knocked on a door that was labeled “Death Room”.

       “Come in.” was all we needed.

       We both entered, walking down the hallway that was made of multiple guillotines. I shook my head, watching as Yin ran forward and over to Shinigami-sama. There were two other people standing there. “Wow! It’s so big! How’d you get the sky to fit in here, Shinigami-sama?” Yin asked, the red side of his head seeming to become even more mused the more curious he became.

       “Ah, Yin-chan~ where’s your twin?” Shinigami-sama asked, completely ignoring the bi-colored teen’s questions. The girl that was standing there giggled, her hair reminded me of cotton-candy. It was blue, pink, and blond, with it being longer in the front and right side and shorter in the back. She was wearing a hot pink fishnet shirt under a black short sleeved GazettE shirt. She wore stylishly ruined white pants that were tucked into dark purple knee high Converse boots that had rainbow laces, rubber and studded bracelets decorated her arms. Hanging from a thin chain in her right ear was a tiny black hourglass with red sand. In her left ear was a simple black stud. And she also wore a blue cat collar that matched her hair. Her eyes were a pretty dark purple. Around her waist was a studded rainbow belt and a bullet belt; both of which weren’t used to hold up her pants but to add to the look, and on her back was a golf club. What it was used for, I did not know.

       The taller boy with spiky pink and lavender hair was dressed the same, except his shirt had a bloody voodoo doll and had random safety pins sticking randomly into it. His fishnet shirt was a dark maroon red, and he was wearing a matching cat collar with a tiny silver bell on it. Hanging from his left ear looked to be a tooth of some kind, and he wore shin high black combat boots with maroon laces. He had deep emerald blue eyes that reminded me of a cat’s. From what I could see of his hands, he wore three rings on his left hand and two on his right.

       “Good morning, Yang-chan~” greeted Shinigami-sama with his large cartoonish hand.

       Slightly bowing, I greeted him in return. “Good morning, Shinigami-sama.” Yin popped up behind the God of Death and waved before magically appearing at my side.

       “Seeing as you are both here, this is Kipp,” the girl waved shyly at us. “And her weapon partner Sam.” The boy grunted, not saying a word. “They’ll by taking you to your class that you both share.”

       “Is that all?” we asked in unison.

       He just cocked his head to the side, almost like how an owl would, in though. “Nope. Not that I know of. Hope you have a good day!”

       “Good day, Shinigami-sama.” We all chimed together as Yin and I followed the partners out and to our classroom. Class Crescent Moon.
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