“Congratulations to graduates of Death City Academy 2013!”
There was a tremendous round of applause for the graduates as they stood up turned towards the crowd and waved. Amongst them were weapons and myster’s alike, all of them smiling widely and hugging friends, some with tears running down their faces while others were dancing around with others and cheering.
A spiky blue haired male in a neat black suit and blue tie was climbing onto the stage where the staff of DCA stood, a wide grin stretched over his face which made his dark green eyes sparkle. He leapt up and dodged one of the teachers with large rabbit like teeth and inky splotched grey skin, heading towards the microphone and snagging it, jumping back into the throng of students.
“Freedom!” He shouted loudly into the microphone, leading the crazed crowd of teens towards the large double doors to the front courtyard of the academy where they all descended the stairs, singing and cheering loudly.
Maka stumbled out of the crowd, grabbing onto Soul as he staggered out with her, the two of them watching as Black Star led the group down the streets towards his shared apartment.
“Poor Tsubaki.” Maka said, walking down the steps after the last of the crowd had dispersed into the streets.
“I doubt he has thought this through.” Soul chuckled, putting his hands into the pockets of the black robe that was slouched over his normal clothes. “Yet again he doesn’t think much through.”
Maka laughed with Soul and turned down the opposite street that the crowd was going down; their voices could still be heard echoing down the streets mingled with Black Star’s own booming one from the stolen microphone.
“Didn’t Kidd, Liz and Patty say they were coming down tonight after the ceremony?”
“What are the chances that Liz and Patty will show up now that Black Star is running the party?”
“Oh so very little.”
Soul and Maka’s street was quiet and very empty with only three, seven story apartment buildings down it and two small green grocers that stocked only the items needed for survival. Their apartment was the last on the street with lime bricks and a towering metallic staircase running up the side for tenants. The front had several rusted mailboxes with large padlocks on them and three parking spots where currently a small black minivan sat and an orange and black motorcycle.
Soul went over and looked over the bike, patting the black padded seats before following Maka up the steps to the seventh floor, stopping in front of a small red door with a gold number seven that hung crookedly. Maka drew out a set of keys and unlocked the door, the rusted lock clicking slowly as she twisted the key over and over. The door creaked open, allowing them access after ten minutes standing on the small landing waiting for it to click.
Soul walked in after Maka, going over to the side to turn on the light switches, lighting up the small two bedroom apartment while Maka stood by the door cursing.
“Stupid door!” She said, tugging on the key with two hands. “I can’t get the damn key out!”
Soul went to the door and took over as Maka stormed off down the hall to her bedroom, going in and screaming as a large spider scuttled hurriedly over her bed sheets and crawled into a crack beside her window.
“Maka?” Soul said, skidding to a halt beside her, the key in his right hand as he looked around. “What’s wrong?”
“There was a spider.” She said slowly.
Soul shook his head and left her, dropping the key on the small table sitting in the hallway as he went to the living room.
“Soul!” Maka shouted, going into her room to toss off her black robe and started roaming through her cupboard.
Soul could be heard in the hall dragging his feet before he appeared in her arm, leaning against the door frame.
Maka pulled out dark blue shorts and a maroon jacket, tossing them onto her bed as she turned towards him.
“I think we should start looking at buying a new house.”
Soul raised his white eyebrows.
“Come on, Soul! We have graduated and it’s not like we don’t have the money! Plus this place is a dump and is literally falling apart.”
“But it is so much hassle to go looking for a new house.”
“Don’t be so lazy, Mr.Evans.”
Soul looked Maka in the eyes and groaned, knowing deep down that even if he argued with her she had already won.
“When do you want to start looking?”
Maka’s face broke into a large grin at her triumph.
“Well I was thinking either in ten minutes or tomorrow morning.”
“You have already decided when we are going haven’t you?”
“Go put on fresh clothes.”