Soul x Reader x Kid

Chapter 2

{Quick note; in this story, your character is not a 'damsel in distress' who always needs to be protected and comforted when you constantly cry. You can defend yourself and prove you don't need no man to take care of you ;) }

*Souls POV*

I jump in surprise as Crescent Moon's door slams shut; I hadn't been paying attention and was biding my time watching Black Star completely cover his desk with his 'autograph', Tsubaki twiddling her fingers nervously in fear of Stein noticing and punishing Black Star- and, maybe, her.

I look up, and out of the corner of my eye I notice Maka sit forward curiously. Standing before the now-shut classroom door is the professor and a pair of kids who seem my age; a boy and a girl. The boy seems near Steins height while the girl appears to be slightly shorter than me.

Stein's arm is stretched out behind the girl with the his hand holding the door nob, so he must be the one who shut it. The boy is wearing a dark green hoodie over an orange tank top that falls just below his hips, covering the top of his baggy black jeans. He has light brown hair that is cut short, a tattoo of a black soul on the left side of his throat and is smiling nervously at everyone.

The girl, however seems a lot cooler about the situation. She is staring straight ahead with no eminent emotion showing on her face. Her (h/l) (h/c) cups her face perfectly as it shimmers in the classroom lighting. Her outfit consists of a white short sleeved dress shirt that remains untucked over her dark red plaid skirt, knee high white socks, black converse and a dark red tie. Her (e/c) eyes flash up at me and I'm taken aback by their beauty...

Wait... did I, Soul Evans, just think the word.... Beauty?

I really need to drop out of English.

"Class, I want you to say hello to our new students," Stein says coolly, and a echoing 'Hello' drones tiredly throughout the classroom.

"That's them..." I hear Kid whisper from behind Maka, and sit back so I can see him. I tilt my head curiously but he simply waves me off.

I look back at the new students. The guy seems even more uncomfortable now, his hand is scratching the back of his neck nervously and his eyes are wide with terror.

Heck, if I was being stared down by a class like this for the first time, I'd probably be a little nervous too.

But I wouldn't show it. Im too cool for that.

The girl says something to the Professor and he nods. She grabs the boys sleeve and pulls him closer to her, which seems to relax him.

They're not a couple, are they?

Wait, why should I care?

"Everybody, this is Meister Tashida Hans and his weapon, (y/n) (s/n)," Professor Stein gestures toward the two. Tashida waves awkwardly whilst (y/n) simply nods. "Go ahead you two, you can take a seat next to Soul and Maka in the fourth row.

My breath hitches and my heart suddenly begins to thump louder and faster than before. (y/n) looks up at me and smiles warmly, for the first time since this class began, and it makes my heart thump even louder. I hear Maka giggle behind me and turn to glare at her. Her eyebrow is raised cheekily and I quietly yelp when she pinches my side.

(Y/n) thanks the professor and begins walking up the stairs, Tashida following in tow.

Stein makes his way back to the top of the class and sits down in his office chair just as (y/n) reaches our seats.

"Hi," she chirps and sticks her hand out at me. I hesitantly take her hand and shake it, and once I've done so she reaches in front of me and shakes Makas hand.

She takes the seat next to me and Tashida sits on the spot of the bench next to her. He sits back.

"Hey, I know you!" he exclaims and I turn to see where he's facing.

Kid has an eyebrow raised at him and Patty and Liz are looking over his shoulder with interest.

"Yeah," Tashida laughs. "You're that guy from yesterday, right? The one who caught me and (y/n) here making off with a Kishin egg?"

Kid takes a moment to reply. "My, my," he finally says with an attitude of disinterest. "You're a lot more confident up close, aren't you?"

Tashida gasps and puts his head on his desk in embarrassment, making (y/n) grin.

Wow, that's a cute smile.