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Your POV 

With a flash of light, he changed in my hands. He was a scythe no doubt. But he had a curved staff and a shorter blade than Evans or Death Scythe. I looked at him for a moment and smiled. 

His blade was a luminescent (f/c) and teal. There was a matching wing on the back side of the blade with a small skull under it. Attached to the skull there was a chain with my soul and his soul on the ends of it. I twirled him around me a few times before Stein turned his attention to me and smiled. 

"Seems you two are a good pair." 

I smiled. 

"You were right once again, Professor." 

He gave a short chuckle. 

"I always am." 

"Don't get cocky." 

"Don't get bratty." 

"Whatever." 

"You're welcome." 

"Cocky again." 

He huffed lightly and ignored me after that. 

I let Hisoka down and he changed back. I looked at the clock and smiled, 

"We should get back home now. See you tomorrow, Professor." 

I said as I walked out and waved he waved back without looking up from his paper. 

Stein's POV 

I sighed and let my head hit the desk before I grabbed my heart. 

Damn does this hurt. 

What is this? 

Am I jealous? 

Of a 17-year-old boy? 

What the hell is wrong with me? 

I slammed my clenched fist on the table and looked at the paper with clenched fists. 

I realized now that I hadn't made a single stroke on the paper with my pen. I've been on the same question with what looks like a start of a line over the question number and a small dot where the correct answer would be circled. 

I stood and swiped at my desk as the papers flew everywhere. What the hell is this? 

Am I jealous Hisoka Kiyoshi? Is it because he's her weapon? Or is it because I wish she would hold me and look at me like that? 

I sat down and sighed. 

"She is merely a student. She cannot be my girlfriend, I do not feel such emotions as love." 

PANG. 

"Damnit. My heart says otherwise. Or I'm having a heart attack." 

It sped up a little at the thought of her being in my arms and sleeping. I felt a smile stretch across my face. 

Stein get ahold of yourself!

You cannot love her! You can't, you can't, you can't. 

But I do, admit it, I'm in love with (f/n) (l/n). 

But I just can't be. 

I went home after that leaving the papers on the floor and ran straight to my house like the madman I was. 

I burst into my lab as I was breathing heavily and almost threw the heavy door off its hinges. I ran straight to my Dissection Room. I ripped off my lab coat and shirt before pouring iodine on my chest and watching the bronze liquid stain my skin a tan color. I made the first incision as I felt the madness going through me. I smiled widely as my eyes became insane and my breathing quickened. 

I snapped out of it and stitched myself up as I had realized dissecting myself won't help me find out why I feel this way towards a student. Is it because I am similar to her? Or that she is a mystery to me? Whatever the case I have finally found another muse beside dissection? Even I might never know that answer.