Sollux Captor

"Sensitive topic, Shinigami-sama..." Soul whispered nervously. A small confused face appeared on the death god, before giving a little shrug. "Moving right along. I see you've been doing a wonderful job collecting souls lately, son. Second highest in Death City." Soul tilted his head. "Second?"

"Come in come in~" Shinigami-sama sing songed. Soul opened the door for his meister, as the two headed in together. "Ah, son, it's wonderful to see you. I almost forgot how cute the stripes in your hair are~"

"I would welcome that, a chance to show off how strong I've become." Soul always seemed proud of his abilities, there was always a spark in Kid's eyes that he liked whenever they completed a mission... made him feel more important that the symmetry that his meister was OCD over... not his fault, but the way he freaked out was a little weird sometimes at best.

Shuichi blushed softly... his... his god just told him... he wanted to be his friend. "I... I would like that, Ryuichi..."

Shuichi was beaming the entire time he was singing, especially when Ryuichi was singing his own song with him, though he felt his cheeks had warmed up a bit as the older male had his arms slipped around him. If this is a dream, I don't wanna wake up...

Years seemed to drift by them like weeks "I'm getting bored... I've gotten a hold of 40 kishin souls so far, are we any other missions that are harder and have more souls I can eat?" Soul was walking beside Kid, obviously still seeming rather hungry... he and Kid had been working hard to collect the 99 souls and the witch soul they needed to make him into a Death Scythe, and though they haven't failed a mission, because of all the students at the academy, it was sometimes hard to get a hold of more than just a couple souls at a time.

Soul gave a small nod, as he reached out, squeezing gently at the other's hand, as they headed off to the younger one's room to gather his stuff so they could get going.

"Wonderful to hear, son!" It was true, as a Shinigami, Kid didn't need to have a weapon because a Death Scythe would be chosen for him one day, or collect souls to make them stronger... but the strong wavelength had pulled Kid to this boy... maybe it was something one would call Fate? "Now, the meeting is all done with. Why don't you help Soul get ready and we can get going."

"Ah, I finally found you, son! Oooh, and is this the Soul I've heard about?" Shinigami-sama had a little happy look on his mask as Kid and Soul looked over. "I guess that's you're father..."

Soul knelt down a bit, as he brought the other's hand near his head, before he lightly kissed the other's hand. "I would love to be your partner..."

Soul looked over, as he reached out and lightly squeezed the other's hand. "Are we going to be partners?"

Soul glanced at the other's golden eyes, giving a small frown, before glancing off. "It's my problem, you don't need to get involved."

Soul glanced down, before turning around, looking over at the shinigami. "Then I want to change my last name to Eater..."

A fanged smirk seemed to appear on the newly found scythe boy's lips. *I like it...sounds like my kind of thing.* Kid carefully tossed the scythe, as it glowed once more, allowing Soul's human body to return once again. "When I get to the academy, are we able to pick names for ourselves?"

*This feels a bit weird. But I'm okay.* Soul's image seemed to reflect inside of the blade, as he looked at Kid. *Never expected this to happen. I'm a weapon, like the ones that you see at the academy?*

Soul felt strange, as his free left arm glowed before changing into a curved blade like shape, Kid releasing his other hand for a moment, as the rest soon changled as well, as a black-red bladed scythe appeared in the shinigami's hands.

Soul glanced down, as he found a strange glow beginning to surround his body. "Woah, what's happening now?"

Soul stared at him for a moment, before deciding to try... after all, this person was different and seemed to enjoy and even applaud the emotional rollarcoaster of a song he made. He reached out, carefully gripping the other's hand, giving a light squeeze.

Shuichi blushed slightly, finding the other was staring right at him, that little smile on his face, as his own quickly returned as well. "Yeah..." He looked over at Hitoshi, and gave a grin, "Hit it!" He gave a thumbs up to his friend, before the music began and the colored lights began to go off, as he took a hold of the microphone once more. obieta mezuki de iradatsu omoi uwaki na kaze ni hakisutete hibi-wareta rojou ni toketa SHIGUNARU wa kizuato dake nokoshite-iku madoronda NOIZU ga asu o keshi-saru mae ni yabou ni hibiku kutsuoto o oikakete doko ni mo tomaranai mitasanai Emotion SHIKATO kimete oikose yo furueteru SHAI na seikai no nuke-michi o neratte tadoritsuku basho e I Want New World! As the music continued, Hiroshi began to strum at his guitar, seeming lost in the rift that he was playing. The other band that was going to be playing tonight was staring in what seemed like awe as they listened to the band play... seems Shuichi was better than he thought.

Shuichi was wincing a bit, almost ready to get off the stage, and probably cry his eyes out if he couldn't get it in himself to actually sing, until a suddenly voice seemed to drown out the yelling, and even made it stop, as his violet eyes opened slowly, as he looked out of the crowd, noticing someone was coming this way, seeing a song he knew almost completely by heart. T...That voice... it... it couldn't be... Boy, he got the shock of a lifetime as the person climbed onto the stage... the angelic voice he would only hear on his cds or even on the TV when watching music videos being aired on tv. His amethyst eyes were a bit wide as the familiar song quieted down, as he stared in awe... it... it was... "R...Ryuichi... Sakuma?" As the found the blue eyes looking over at him, almost feeling like they were trying to pierce through him, it made his heart do a complete flip. That was Ryuichi... Ryuichi was on stage with him!

"Oh, please, do your best!" Mr Sakano pleaded, to Shuichi? God? Hell if I know... "Okay, here we go!" Shuichi was waving his arm around in excitement, "Playing for the first time anywhere! The Rage Beat!" Hiroshi smiled, and looked ready to begin the music, when he felt a familiar sensation in the air, as he looked up, finding Shuichi wasn't moving. "Shuichi...? What's the matter?" The young strawberry haired male was squeezing the microphone. Oh no... not again... my voice is stuck... Mr. Sakano seemed to be freaking. "Oh no... come on, Shindo, please sing...!" Why is this happening again... I can't even talk... oh god, help me...! "If your not going to sing, then get off the stage!" "I want my money back!" People were yelling, obviously not happy that they paid to be here, and one of the acts wasn't even singing.

"Good evening!" The club house lights faded out, as the stage and spot lights went on, revealing the two that called their band BAD LUCK. "ASK will be out here shortly, but first, we're going to rock you! We're BAD LUCK!" All the fans were gasping or whining that the band they were expecting to see wasn't even out yet, instead they had to see some opening band that they had never even heard of. Shuichi seemed to blink at their responses, and seeming to smile and wave it off a little. "Oh come on, we're just as good as ASK, maybe even better." He suddenly seemed to go serious, squeezing the microphone. "All I ask is that you give us a chance!" Suddenly seeming hyper again, he began to wave to the group of people. "Hey, this is OUR Debut!" Hiroshi sweatdropped a little... oh Shuichi, he loved him, but he was a little silly at the weirdest times.

Shuichi was tugging a bit at his yellow-orange jacket. He was wearing a muscle shirt that didn't cover his stomach as well as shorts that seemed to match the fabric of the shirt, black fingerless gloves and a pair of black boots. Alright, he was dressed and ready to go... "Please don't let me screw this up... please please please..." He felt a hand on his shoulder, as he looked over, seeing Hiro was behind him. "Come on, our gig is about to start." He gave a nod, and followed him out the door where Mr. Sakano was waiting to lead them onto the stage, before they ran into the band they were supposed to be opening for, ASK. "Hey," The leader of the band, Taki Asawa piped up, "Your job is to warm up the crowd for us then get off the stage, right?" Shuichi blinked, rubbing the back of his head, "Who are you again?" He was actually being honest when he asked that, which made them anime fall harder than they should have, even Hiroshi. "Ugh, just come on." Hiro grabbed his buddy, and pulled him onto the stage.

Charmy squeaked as the hedgefox suddenly disappeared in a flash of green light. "W-Woah! Espy, what happened, where did he go?"

"Okay... I think I got it that time... here." Shuichi offered the disk to Hiroshi and Sakano, as they slipped it into the cd player and allowed the song to play. "You did good, Shuichi." The red head smiled, as he was tuning his guitar for the performance tonight. "I... I guess so..." Shuichi shuffled his foot a bit, seeming to stare at his feet, "I just wonder... am I gonna be able to do it?" "Eh? Do what?" "You know, sing up here. Last time we performed on stage, I forgot the lyrics to the song, and sang Little Dog Lost in front of everyone..." Hiroshi blinked a little, remembering that day... ah, good times. He pulled out a strawberry pocky, Shuichi's favorite flavor, and shoved it into his mouth. "Settle down, okay? You're going to do fine... you're very good at making a fool of yourself in front of people, singing shouldn't be any different for you." "H-H-Hey hey HEY! How was that supposed to make me feel better?!" Shuichi hissed, before Hiroshi looked over at him, making him blink cutely. Hiroshi had a little smile, "You're going to be fine, Shuichi... you have a song that you wanna sing for people, are you gonna let something like stage fright stop you?" "...Hiro..."