Rated: MA/k+ for mature audience. Violence, Giriko`s Foul mouth, and, a bit of Yaoi.
I do not own Soul Eater.
By: Rachael B.
Justin was walking in the forest, behind Shibusen; where the students would practice their soul resonance with their partners. The trees covered the sun fairly well, so he didn't have to worry about becoming sun-burnt. It's been three months since the Kishen was defeated. Justin just smiled at the thought of the DWMA winning such an epic battle. But what kept crossing his mind, was the demon chain saw named Giriko. He simply sighed, while turning the volume up on his I pod.
"Heretic." Justin sighed, allowing a giggle to escape between his lips. While resting his hands in the pockets of his robe. "He would have made a great Death Scythe."
"That's not a nice thing to say Father." Giriko mockingly said from above him in a tree, the brunette starred the Guillotine down, gritting his teeth at what came from his mouth. Death scythe, why the hell would want to be an ass kisser? The saw chuckled, taking the flask from his jean pocket, downing the rest of the whiskey he had left.
He scowled at him, when he didn't respond, Oh yeah. The enchanter growled. I forgot that he can't hear me with his music on so fucking damn loud he can only read lips.
The chainsaw leaped from the branch, landing almost cat like onto the dirt, slowly starting to stand, dusting the dirt from his coat and jeans, looking up to notice the Preist hadn't detected him yet,
Damn, this kid sure can be dull of his surroundings, I guess that's what he gets form blaring his damn music. The dark weapon slowly crept closer to the guillotine, just enough to hear the lyrics of his music.
That's when Giriko simply put his foot out, making Justin trip and fall face down into the dirt. The guillotine looked up; surprise masked face, thinking that he tripped over a tree root sticking up from the ground.
His light violet blue eyes, simply widened when he saw that his rival, was standing above him. With a giant smirk upon his face; showing his jagged teeth. Justin's expression became somber.
"It's been a while saw man, I`d say about; three months or so?" his face showing no emotion while the words slipped calmly from his lips.
"If your wanting to fight, it want last long. Even though we have never had a winner; you always seem to flee from the fight, just like the coward you are." Justin stated, his eyes narrowing upward towards the saw.
"I'm not here to fight you fucking Priest." Giriko spat. "That's not my intentions, and I never fled from a fight, I was called to retreat, who are you to think I`m a coward!" he yelled, smiling at the Priest.
Justin couldn't help but blush; he has never seen his rival smile before, while his face looking so calm. Justin simply looked down at the ground.
"What the fuck are you blushing at!" Giriko yelled. Loud enough for Justin to look back up at his rival.
"Nothing in particular, it's just that I've never seen you smile before, it's kind of, nice." The Priest stated, his face like stone, his piercing violet blue eyes meeting chocolate ones. Wait, I thought his eyes were grey, then again why would I concern myself with such a small detail. The Priest remarked, looking away from his rival.
Giriko hesitated for a moment, having to break his eye contact form Justin.
There was an awkward silence until Justin bounced to his feet, letting the blades project from the sides of his arms.
"Then why are you here, if you're not looking for a fight?" Justin said leaning his body weight inward, ready to pouch at any given moment.
Every time Giriko saw those blades of the Guillotine. He could feel the blood lust pulse through his veins. A sadistic smile broke from his face.
"As much as I want to kill you, Lady Arachne has better planes then for me to expose of you right away. Which I think would be the better option; it`s nice to take the trash out once in a while."
Justin's eyes widened, "I though she died, Ashura ate her soul!?" Justin explained. Allowing his arms to rest beside his hips. Trash…. Why would he even consider saying such things.. that's low, even for him..
"Yes that is true, but when that bitch with the pigtails weakened him, making him become dormant, all the souls he consumed escaped allowing Lady Arachne to have her life back." Giriko said resting his hands inside the pockets of his cream colored coat. "Now it's time to say goodnight." Snarled the chainsaw, allowing a low laugh escape from his mouth.
Justin looked at him bewildered. What dose he mean he mean by goodnight? Justin thought I honestly thought, he was sent to kill me.. then again, he said he wouldn't, what is he planning?
The saw and the Priest began to circle the ground, placing their footing softly into the dirt, making no mistake in slipping, so Asura after all might still be alive like death said. The blonde began to shake his head, no, no Justin what are you thinking, there isn't such a possibility, even if Arachne survived he couldn't have.. its just not possible; now, you need to make a move, or he will for you.
"By the way saw man, she's not a bitch, her name is Maka."
That's when the guillotine ran towards Giriko; his rival jumped back in enough time to miss the blow, except a small cut that appeared on his face. Giriko simply smirked at him, whipping the blood off from his face with his thumb. "I told you that I'm not going to fight you."
"Then what are you going to do, you haven't answered my question yet." Justin said leaping back when Giriko tried to grab his leg with his chains.
The dark weapon darkly chuckled "I'm here to kidnap you Father, isn't it obvious, someone as smart as you should have caught onto that by now. I already told you that Miss Arachne wanted you." Giriko`s eyes started to narrow upon his opponent. He shouted at the top of his lungs. "Triple speed, saw leg!"
The wind around Justin started to pick up, allowing dust to get into his eyes, blinding him from seeing where his rival was, this scared Justin; his opponent could be anywhere and he would have no way of defending himself without seeing. It didn't help the fact that his ear buds where in, allowing him to not hear.
That was when Justin allowed a yelp to escape his mouth. Giriko`s chains wrapped around his left leg, both of his writs, and, chest. He tried to struggle against the chains around his body.
"That's not such a good idea shitty Priest. You will only embed the chains deeper into your skin." Giriko said his face right next to his.
Justin's eyes widened, when Giriko started to pull him towards himself. There was nothing Justin could do about it. If he struggled, the chains would only dig deeper into his already raw flesh. He stared to feel blood trickle down his left leg.
When he looked back up at his opponent, their noses touched. Justin couldn't help but blush when he felt his rival's warm breath touch his lips. That's when his opponent did something that caught him off guard.
He removed on of his ear buds. Leaning closer to the Priest's ear, lightly nibbling on his ear lobe. This sent shivers down the guillotines back. The blonde gasped when the chain saws tongue glided slightly over his jaw line. Justin's whole entire face turned as red as a tomato, feeling his rival`s smooth lips kiss his neck, followed by a sensation of sharp teeth nipping his fragile skin.
So this… is what he feels like against me.. his lips, there smoother then I had imagined them to be..
Justin felt the hairs on his back stand, the sensation of his rival's lips pressed up to his ear, braking him from his trance,
"What's wrong Father, never experienced such a pleasurable sin before?"
the blondes heart skipped a beat when he heard the saws voice for the first time; it was so low and dark sounding. He couldn't help but look up at his rival. Something seemed different in the saws eyes. They were filled with a softness Justin thought never could exist in someone so corrupt as him.
Giriko leaned in to Justin ear again, " I`ll make this quick and painless as possible, even when I love to see you squirm."
That's when the brunette grabbed a bottle of chloroform from his pocket and a white cloth.
"W-what's that?" Justin stampeded. Looking at the bottle carefully.
"You will soon find out." Giriko concurred, flashing a wicked smile to the Guillotine.
Before Justin had a chance to react, Giriko pressed the cloth with the liquid to his lips. Justin inhaled the smell of the cloth simply from fear for what was going to happen to him. This caused him to breathe in the potent smell of the chemical once more, his eyes widened as he inhaled again, slowly becoming weaker. His eyes fluttered, as his vision became a blur.
"Your to dame cute, you know that Priest." Giriko smoothly stated.
That was the last thing here heard before everything went dark. All that went through his mind was that he had failed Lord Death, the Academy, and the honor of being a Death-Scythe. He was beaten by his rival, a dark weapon, a Chain Saw. He only wondered what was going to happen to him, before everything went dark.
Sorry for the chapter being so long, I have a difficult time narrowing things down. I hope you enjoyed, even if the fight scene wasn't that long,
I don't own Soul Eater, or any of the Characters; I said I was going to submit this when it was completely finished but I can't I'm getting anxious and I'm losing the inspiration to write, so I hope you enjoy..