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B*S x Kid - How it Started 3
"Hey, guys!" A loud, familiar voice shouted across the streets of Death City. Soul and Kid turned around and saw Black*Star running and waving towards them. They returned the cheerful greeting and waited for their friend to catch up to them.
The boys had planned to meet up in the park, where they were going to have a basketball match, or rather to just shoot some hoops, as there were only three of them.
"You're late, Black*Star." Soul pointed out, throwing the ball at Black*Star, who caught it without even blinking.
"Well, stars like me always have to keep their admirers waiting!" The assassin laughed, bouncing the ball a couple of times and casually looking over to Kid. "Well, now that I'm here, we can start. How about a game of Horse?" Said Black*Star.
"Fine. How about the first one that scores 80 points wins?" Kid asked. The other two agreed and they started playing roughly, pushing each other offhandedly.
Of course, a couple
Black Star x Kid - How it Started 2
Black*Star woke up to the soft noise of the shower being turned on. He rubbed his eyes, looked at the clock hanging from the wall, and was about to get up when he remembered he didn't have to.
That day there was a special weapon-only class in the morning, so he didn't have to go to school until three.
The assassin smiled tiredly and turned around; ready to go back to sleep, but a sudden beeping sound startled him out of his slumber.
"Who the heck calls anyone this early…" Black*Star looked around for his mobile phone that kept ringing louder and louder. "Where is that damn phone!?"
Finally, the annoyed boy picked up his phone and answered with a grumpy "Hello?" to hear Soul's voice return his cranky greet.
"Hey Black*Star. I have to ask you something, dude."
"Well, it better be important!" The blue-haired boy lay back down on his bed. "You know I don't have any classes this morning."
"Yeah, about that. Look, I can't skip today's
Black Star x Kid - How It started 1
Kid had just arrived and he already had to go see his father. He took a shower, changed his clothes and quickly exited his house, walking towards the academy.
Liz and Patty had asked if he wanted them to walk with him there, but he refused, telling them to stay home and rest.
But of course, instead of resting, the girls decided to organize a "welcome party" for the boy. They didn't want something big and perfectly arranged, so Liz just invited their closest friends over: Soul, Maka, Tsubaki and Black*Star.
Black*Star and Tsubaki had just gotten home when the phone started ringing. The girl picked it up, Black*Star right behind her, asking a bit too loudly who was "already in need of hearing the Great Black*Star's voice."
Tsubaki hushed him gently, murmured a couple of okays and said something about bringing a cake, which made Black*Star cheer.
She hung up the phone and smiled at her meister.
"It was Liz and Patty. They're throw
HomesickI am the river's son,
my arteries flowing turquoise
and turning to rapids
rushing around my frame,
filling me with this sense
of buoyancy, minnows
tickling my sternum.
I am the river's son.
My palms caress each
silty shoreline, every
battered bank and bend,
and these places I know
so well become me
as my fingerprint,
even the bridge above me
inflamed by the afternoon
sun-glow, burning rusty and
the steel blue sky.
I am the river's son;
I bring my home along
like hermit crab,
where I step
I pull water from the earth.
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