it's been 15 years since soul and his friends graduated from dwma. with multiple problems still in the world death has kept the school going handing it off to death the kid so he could retire. with that bein gsaid welcome to the new aweosme dwma hardly symmtrical school.

 

i didn't knwo what to put..... anyways we both no regular rules apply and such so yeah.

 

 

i was thinking what if we both want to be a weapon couldn't we be a weapon only team since there were no more miesters.

 

 

character sheet:

 

name

 

age

 

looks

 

weapon or miester: (if weapon what type "s")

 

personality

 

any cool powers

Demy pulled away and hugged him. " you jerk. I was horrified" she said a few years slipping down her cheeks. She tightened her grip and hid her face in his shoulder.

Ken looked at her. "W-what? what did I do?"  

" you started saying your mom Came back and acted like you were introducing ne to her. You even said I was cute" she whispered more tears slipping down her cheeks.

"I-I did..." he held Demys face up by the chin. "Don't cry..." he wiped her tears. "It happens, so I'm told... Like a piece of my soul is stuck in the past still..."

Demy checked his soul again and nodded. " it kinda looks like that but what you said about me was it true" she asked looking away from Ken. She took a few deep breathes and fixed her jacket.

"U-uh..."Ken stuttered. "Yea..." He looked around. "Can I ask you something... Can you stay here...?" Ken had been too lonely.

Demy nodded and smiled. "sure i would be happy to stay" she said hugging him again. She pulled away and sat them both on the couch. " I'm a kitty cay Ken" she said happily trying to brighten the mood.

"Um..." Ken chuckled. "What!?"

" Ima kitty meow " she said again. She began purring and placed her head on kens lap. " meow are you cat too" she asked poking kens chin.

"S-Stop..." he started to blush..."This is kinda...umm..."

" kinda what" she asked sitting up. Demy looked at the calendar then back to Ken.

"You're...." Ken said, looking at her pose and face. "Close...and...like that...."

" what" she asked. Demy couldn't understand a thing he sad when he stuttered. She moved away from him and sighed. " fine I'll stop" she whispered.

Like took a drink of soda. "No... Let's continue..." He felt a bit guilty for making her her pout ."Nya!...?"

Demy laughed an spoked lens cheek again. " say it with pride Ken" she said happily. She started purring again and lightly swayed where she sat.

"Nya..." He said a bit louder... He was a little embarrassed... she was so cute...

Demy giggled and held her stumoch. " you'd be a cute kitty" she said after she regained herself. Deny looked at kens hand and yawned quietly.

"Um..." Ken said, noticing her eyes looming over his hand. "What's wrong with my hand?"

She shrugged and yawned again. " hey what time is it" she asked looking at him again. Demy mentally growled ast the bandanna but kept her mouth shut about it.

"9:30.." He mumbled. "You can go home now....if you want?" He went to put his uneaten food in the fridge.

Demy shook her head and stayed put. " I want to be here just invade you have one of those problems again" she said shifting nervously. Her green eyes looked at everything in the room then at her feet.

"Ok." He lifted his bandana, showing his eyes to be a bit happier, as a smile crossed his face. "Guest rooms next to mine, so if I do..."

Demy nodded and stood up. " then I'm going to bed before I pass out on the couch" she said before pecking his cheek. She stopped after a few seconds of walking and turned around. " and where's that" she asked looking at his Icey blue eyes.

"Up the stairs, to the right..." He went up the stairs. "To the left of mine."

Demy nodded and went to the guest room. She slipped her shoes off then climber under the covers. " thank you ken" she whispered before falling asleep.