I yawn and stretch, my joints making a satisfying popping noise. How was it that I came to be a strong state alchemist in Amestris when I was born and grew up in such bad conditions with my best friends, Liz and Patty Thomson? I look at my nightstand and smile, seeing a picture of the aforementioned twins. They keep me posted on their lives as weapons for Death's son, known as Death the Kid. I get knocked out of my apparent trance by my phone ringing. I fall out of bed, the sheets tangled around my legs as I try to answer the phone. When I finally reach the table my phone is on, I pick up the receiver and gently place the phone against my ear, expecting my boss Roy Mustang to yell at me, I instead hear a modest, almost familiar voice.
"Hey, (Y/N)! It's Liz. It's been a while," she says, joy clear in her voice. I smile widely as I recognize the voice of one of my best childhood friends.
"Oh my god! Hey, Liz! How've you been? What's going on on your side of the world?" I ask enthusiastically.
"I've been good, but I actually need a favor from you."
"Ok, what is it?"
"Well, my teacher at the DWMA wants to recruit an alchemist to teach the class alchemy. Something about equivalent exchange helping with soul resonance or whatever. Since I already knew you were a great alchemist, I told Stein that I knew an alchemist, which is you, and would try to get you to come to my school and teach the class about alchemy. What do you say?" I'm stunned by her words. Me? Teaching a class? No way. I run the idea over in my head so many times that Liz has to hang up and call me again to snap me out of it. Finally, knowing I can't let down a friend, I answer her.
"I'd love to teach you guys alchemy! I'll be able to get a break from the fire spitting bitch," I say, hearing a laugh on the other end. "I'll be there in about two weeks. I'm about to finish a job with the Elric brothers. Apparently they want to know how I can use water molecules in the air to create things out of solid ice." Yes, I specialize water alchemy, more specifically, ice-based alchemy. That's why I earned the name Icebreak Alchemist. As I listen to Liz talk about her school and everything that's been happening, I put on one of my alchemy gloves and snap softly, creating a small, second-long blizzard in my hand. I snap again, a bit harder. Frost covers my hand for a little bit. Again, I snap, harder still. I make a small knife out of ice. Once more, I snap as hard as I can, jumping back. I've covered my room in a layer of frost and snow. Shit. I say to Liz "Hey, I have to go, I just did something stupid. Call you later!" I hang up and sigh. This is gonna be a pain to clean up.
I finally reach Death City. I mess with my hair, making sure it won't be bothersome before picking up my bags again and going further into town. Down the road, I catch sight of two familiar twins followed by who I assume to be Death the Kid. Liz, Patty and I share a group hug, extremely excited to see each other. As we part, I notice a pair of golden eyes staring at me curiously. I shift uncomfortably, not liking the apparent and sudden attention from a boy I only heard about from the twins. Looking at him, he's more handsome than Liz and Patty described. I cough awkwardly and decide to introduce myself.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm (Y/N). You must be Death the Kid," I say as confidently as I can. He seems to snap out of whatever trance he was in and takes my hand in a handshake, a charming smile on his face. I can't help but blush.
"Welcome to Death City, (Y/N). I'm sure you'll love it here," He tells me, obviously not noticing my uncomfortableness in the strong sun. Liz, however, does notice and quickly takes me under the shade of an umbrella. I nod in thanks as Kid looks confused. I quickly explain how my alchemy works and why I need to be cool for it to work. He seems to understand as all of us head back to the house. Kid, being nothing but a gentleman, decides to take my bags up to the house I'll be staying at with them. As we approach, my jaw drops. It's huge! Kid notices my state of pure awe at the house and smiles. We head inside and I'm lead to my room. Obviously, I got the coldest room in the house. I sighed happily, letting the cool air envelop me. Kid sets down my bags and looks at me curiously before asking "So, how does alchemy work?"
"You'll find that out during our class. Thankfully I was able to translate these books from Amestrian to English," I say, patting the suitcase that contained all of the textbooks I brought with me. "So, how many students will I be teaching?" I ask, now wondering how many students will be in my class. Although, when I hear the answer, I nearly faint.
"Oh, there's about 50 students per class, and four different classes every day. Each class is an hour and a half with half an hour set aside for lunch," the young Shinigami explains, not noticing my obvious shock. He continues to explain, but I hold up my hand to stop him.
"Hold on...you're saying I'll see 200 kids every day? I don't have enough textbooks for even one class! How the hell can I teach 200 students when I only have 30 student books?!" I continue to rant about the ratio of students to textbooks when I suddenly realize something. "If I'm going to teach this class, I'll need to hand write and transmute at least 20 more books..." At this revelation, I apparently black out according to Liz.
When I wake up, I feel something cold on my forehead, picking it up and realizing it's an ice pack. I sit up and look around, trying to remember what happened. As I start to remember, Kid walks in with what appears to be ice cream. He smiles and sets my bowl on the nightstand, sitting next to me with his own. "I'm glad you're awake now, you were out for a couple hours," he says kindly. I hum and eat my ice cream, enjoying the cool feeling in my mouth. I suddenly remember why I fainted and groan incoherently about handwriting 20 textbooks and then transmuting them into actual books. Kid chuckles and puts a hand on my shoulder. He then says, "If you want, I could help you with writing them." I just about jump for joy at his offer. I'm so happy I nearly kiss him. Nearly. We start discussing how we'll divide the work, deciding that he'll do half of the writing and I'll do all of the transmuting. Doing the math, it'll be just enough time before I start teaching if we start copying by tonight and do two textbooks a day. We finish our ice cream and immediately go to work.
Finally, after many days of hard work, the textbooks are finally done. Each one is perfectly written and transmutated. I look to my left to see Kid asleep on my shoulder. I smile at the peaceful look on his face. After a little bit, I gently press a kiss to his head, careful not to wake him. While working on the books together, we really got to know each other, and I honestly think I fell for him. Though of course I'll never tell him that, it's embarrassing. It's not like I can just tell him, "Hey I think you're hot, maybe we could catch a movie sometime." That would never work.
"Thanks, there's some pretty interesting movies playing right now." Shit. I look back at him to see him fully awake and smirking confidently. It takes me a minute to realize that I said that last bit out loud. My face heats up and I quickly stand up, covering my face. I start rambling on how that was a mistake, he wasn't supposed to hear that, the whole shebang. I hear him chuckle while saying "You're too adorable." I peak through my fingers to find him right in front of me. I jump back, but he grabs my hands before I can really do anything. We look into each other's eyes for a while before eventually he says something. "Y'know, I've wanted to kiss you for a while. You're just so...perfect." With that, he captures my lips and heart in a sweet kiss that I immediately respond to. It only lasts a couple seconds, but it's the best moment of my life so far. As we part, the door opens, revealing a squealing Patty.
"LIZ!! YOU OWE ME $30!! I TOLD YOU IT WOULD HAPPEN!!" Patty shouts, running out into the hall. Kid and I look at each other, laughing. Of course Patty would burst in. She always happens to have perfect comedic timing. As we calm down, we smile at each other again in comfortable silence. Eventually, I speak up.
"So, how about that movie? You like (favorite genre)?" He nods and we head out to go on our first date, seeing Liz hand Patty her money.
Who knew textbooks could be the start of a relationship? I sure didn't.