Saba's Story

Saba walked around the school on all fours. She looked up at all the people peering at them with her grey eyes. She stumbled a little on her cute little white bow letting out a small squeak in surprise. She sat there in the middle of everyones walking path. Overwhelmed a bit she skittered off to the side, but as she was almost out of everyones way someone tripped over her stepping on her paw. She let out a meow in pain and limped off to a bench off to the side. She started to lick herself and although she really wished she could shift back into her human form, she could not let that kind of danger drawn to her, what with all the new meisters and weapons around her. 'Do not shift. Do not shift. You can toughen up cupcake. You arent some quiter.' she thought in her head giving herself a pep talk as her paw began to throb. 'Damn it that bastard's foot hurt. God I'm in a pickle.' She thought angry with herself.

She sat cleaning herself at the foot of the leg on the ground of the bench, making sure to keep her injured paw off the ground. She straightened her off white bow along with her collar that was of the finest black leather, with a silver plait engraved with her name 'Saba' in fancy cursive. She loved her collar more than anything in the world and loved it when she was given compliments on it or got praised because she was so fancy or elegant with it.

Saba lay down watching all the new weapons and meisters pass by. But the strange thing was she couldn't help but think, 'hmm...I wonder if any of these newbies can kill me, or better yet which one of them will...?' She curled up slightly worried and started shivering slightly.

Remi held his knees to his chest, teeth clicking.

"R-really?" He strained.

A small white cat staggered toward one of the near benches, causing Remi to emmit a startled noise that didn't do too many favors for his masculinity. The cat pulled itself onto the bench and quickly made itself at home, pulling its tongue through its ivory fur. "A cat?! Wh-what's a cat doing here?" He stared wide eyed at the new arrival, breath coming in tight gasps as he struggled to maintain his anxiety.

Saba continued to lick herself and started to gently lick her injured paw. But immediately as she applied pressure to it she let out a loud meow in pain. She couldn't stand it anymore. If only she was able to shift back without anyone seeing her or finding out, then again even in her human form she was somehow unwitchy. This meaning that she would always go unseen as to be identified as a witch which she obviously is. But she possessed a natural ability to trick many peoe into thinking she is someone she is not for about 137 years now.

Anyways Saba could easily shift into her human form and then heal her seemingly broken hand/paw then shift back, but something that risky would only get her killed, and even though she loves risk taking and dangerous things she is not stupid enough to even think about shifting into or out of a form in an environment full ignitions who want to kill her. Saba got up and started meowing loudly to try and get someones attention to perhaps help mend her paw for her. She started to limp around in pain and nudging people on their legs and meowing begging for help.

Dante let's out a huge sigh. At the rate he's been looking, he will never find a partner. It seems that most of the weapons have already been taken. He's been trained his entire life to go to the academy, and now he can't even find a partner. 'Man, I really should have showed up when I was supposed to rather than being late...' Dante thought. Suddenly, Dante feels something nudge against his leg. Confused, he looks down to find a small kitten, meowing at him. Dante has always had a soft spot in his heart for animals, especially kittens. He smiles and kneels down to pet the kitten, running his finger though the soft fur. "Hey, where did you come from?" Dante said as if it could talk back.

"meow." Saba purred happily as the boy stroked her fur. Although his hand weighed a lot she couldn't keep herself standing. She collapsed on the ground under the weight of his enormous hand, well it was big compared to her tiny petite body. She meowed helplessly lifting up her broken paw. Saba rubbed her head against the boys leg looking up at him hoping to get his attention to her paw. So far he was the only meister or weapon that had taken an interest in her. Perhaps if he found out who she was he might kill her. That was frightening. Saba meowed more and purred. Her paw swelled just the tiniest bit but it was throbbing a lot. Her meows for pain she was hoping would get him to try and help her.

The little kitten held up her paw, obviously trying to get Dante to notice that she was hurt. "Aw, you paw is hurt. Come on, I'll help you out." Dante said as he gently picked up the helpless little kitten. His eyes were drawn to the collar around the kitten's neck. It read 'Saba' in very fancy cursive. "Ok, then I guess your name's Saba." Dante said, smiling down at the kitten. Eyes were drawn to Dante as he picked up the little kitten. It looked odd, a person like Dante helping a kitten that hurt her paw, but he didn't care what anyone else thought. "Come on little one, let's go fix that paw." Dante said to the kitten as he walked into DWMA.

Saba looked up sadly at the boy her pupils big making her look irresistibly cute and sad at the same time. Then the boy picked her up and held her in his arms. Scared she might fall, Saba quickly took out her small claws and grabbed onto his shirt softly. She felt though still scared she would fall and get hurt because she could not hold onto him with both paws, her left one, was broken and it would cause extreme pain to move, touch, or even to simply retract her claws out to hold on to the shirt with. She heard the boy say her name and she smiled softly and meowed happily. Hearing her name or even simple praise made her start to purr against his chest. Her small, petite body vibrated softly against his much larger frame compared to herself. She rubbed her head against his arm affectionately and purring thanking him in her type of way by showing affection towards the person more than using actual words, even though if she wanted to say something she couldn't since she was after all in a kitten's body. The boy walked into the building she had been prowling around looking for food. She felt scared of all the people around and started to shake in fear of everyone. And it wasn't because of their size against her it was their ability to kill and how if she was in a human state at the moment and not as a poor helpless and defenseless little kitten, then the answer to the question when will someone kill me, may be closer than could probably even see coming. She curled herself into his body and was crying softly at the thought but to someone who could hear her, her crys and whimpers of sadness and pitifulness were the sounds of an injured and scared little kitten just the perfect cover for her at the moment. But the only thing was she wasn't faking that injured hurt and frightened kitty that part was also just as real as she herself was a witch hiding from everyone in the most obvious place in the world for her.

As Dante walked through the hallways of DWMA, the kitten was crying and shaking in his arms. "It's ok Saba, I'm gonna get you fixed up." Dante said, running his fingers through her fur gently to comfort her. Dante must have looked silly carrying a small kitten through the halls of the DWMA. It made it even more silly to the fact that he was talking to her as if she could talk back (Even though she probably could, but Dante didn't know that). Dante looks around, trying to find the infirmary so he can fix her up his self. "Aha, here it is." Dante said to his self as he walked into the infirmary. Currently, there was no one in there considering it was only the first day. Dante set Saba on the counter gently. "Stay here little one." Dante said to her. He rummaged around until he found a small washcloth, which he got wet with warm water and he rang it out to make it damp. He walked back over to the kitten and wrapped the warm washcloth around her paw. Compared to her petite body, the washcloth was huge, so Dante did what little he could. "There you go, that should at least ease the pain until I can get you to your owner." Dante said to the kitten petting her.

Saba was crying in pain when the boy started stroking, running his fingers through her fur softly. It felt so good so couldn't help herself from purring and letting her eyes droop slowly sleepily. She slowly started to calm down in the boys arms and stopped shivering and crying. He kept talking to her like she was any other normal person. She liked that it made her feel normal and safe even though if he found out about her he might actually kill her. The boy set her on the counter and started rummaging through the cabinet and drawers looking for something. He rinsed something in the sink and came up to her and wrapped it around her broken paw. She whimpered in pain but then started to relax realizing that the warm wet wash clothe was relaxing and soothing. She started to drift a bit but kept awake her eyes only half open now and looking up at the boy happily. She licked his hand softly and nuzzled it. She wanted to be picked up and held again badly now that the pain was gone. She licked his hand more and more and rubbed his arm nudging her head under his hand. She stared up at him and meowed at him longingly.

Dante smiled widely when he saw that what he did for the kitten helped, and that she was grateful for what he did. He picked the kitten up again and help her in his arms, running his fingers through her soft fur. "I'm glad I was able to do something. I don't suppose you have a owner do you? Ah, look at me asking a kitten a question. I think I've finally lost my mind." Dante went on, partially talking to his self and talking to Saba. Dante has always had a bad habit of both talking to his self and thinking aloud, and right now it really showed.

((Stupid short posts -.-))

Saba saw that the boy felt foolish talking to her. Perhaps he could be trusted. Especially after he asked if she had an owner. She looked him right in the eye and gave him a very human like nod. she meowed and started to pull outta his arms slowly, even though she had not wanted to get out of them for a while. She loved the feeling of being so small and helpless and being carried around by a guy, since of course because of her weight and size she only weighed a tiny bit. She meowed again and looked up at him nudging her head towards the door as she decided she could just tell with her other paw or head the boy of where to show him her, "owner" when really it would be herself in a human form. Hopefully she had picked the right guy to trust, since after all he didn't even seem to have found his partner yet.

Dante looked down at the cat and tilted his head in confusion when Saba nodded at him. He shook his head, believing that he imagined that. When Saba was pulling out of his arms, Dante decided to set her down. He didn't want her to fall and hurt herself. When he saw Saba motioning him out of the room to follow her, Dante laughed at his self, "Heh... Heheh, yeah I'm going insane. That was almost too human-like." He said following Saba out of the Infirmary. Things were about to get really strange for Dante, especially since he still thought Saba was only but a small helpless kitten.

Saba lead him away from the school and towards the meadows and gardens that surrounded the facility and past that were woods. She limped to a tree and stopped and turned around. She meowed sternly at the boy to stay. She quickly ran limping in pain to two trees that were right next to each other. When she was behind the tree and out of view from the boy she let of a happy meow and shifted. She gasped and slowly peeked out from behind the tree at the boy. She was completely naked from shifting from her former cat form. She started to shiver and stared at the boy slightly nervous.

"um hello... You found my kitten for me...uh thank you so much. And you took care of her paw, how sweet of you. Thank you so much she was so greatful...um im sure." she said slightly scared of the boy and gave him a small grateful smile. The only thing that she wore was the black leather collar with her name written on the small silver plate. She held her broken hand by her side and the other trying to cover her chest and keep the washclothe on her hand.

"Hey, where are you going?" Dante said following the kitten through the courtyard and through the meadow. This kitten was unusually fast for it's extremely small size. Attempting to catch up, Dante shouts at the kitten, "Slow down little one!" Just as soon as Dante said that, Saba turned and meowed, rather sternly at him. "Oh sorry..." Dante said to Saba misunderstanding her. The cat went behind some trees. "Hey!" Dante said when he tried to follow her again, a young girl peeks from behind the two trees.

"um hello... You found my kitten for me...uh thank you so much. And you took care of her paw, how sweet of you. Thank you so much she was so greatful...um im sure." She said giving a smile, but seemed like she was hiding something. Dante simply brushed it off, thinking that it was nothing.

"It's no problem, I'm just glad to help." Dante said giving a slight smile even though he was obviously exhausted. "My name's Dante, and yours is...?" Dante asked, holding his hand out approaching the girl who is still behind the trees.

((Awwwwkwarrrd xD))

Saba stayed behind the tree, he gave her a smile and she did the same to him. She felt very grateful towards him since he helped her and was so nice. Dante then started to walk towards her. She felt scared for a bit because 1.She was naked from shifting. 2. He was a Meister and 3. Even though it seemed like he hadn't found a weapon yet it still scared her a little. Saba held up her broken hand with the wash cloth on it from before. "Wait, give me one minute, please." She said with a nervous smile but happy eyes.

She went back behind the trees and and took out her black dress and cloak. She stepped into it and tied the strings across her chest that connected the top of the strapless dress together. She tied the lace that ran down her back and to her low lower back. She lifted her cloak over her shoulders and tied the strings around her neck loosely. She held her hat in her hands and decided whether it was safe to put it on or not. It could give her away slightly but she loved and hated to leave it. She decided to be cautious and she put the hat back under a bush next to the trees to which she would come back too.

She stepped out from behind the trees completely and showed herself. She bent down and slipped on her sandals and tied up the lace along her calves and tied them into a bow in the front at her knees. She threw her hair around and fixed her blonde hair letting it fall down the back of her. She put on her silk black gloves and looked up at Dante. "Ok done. so my name?" She bit her lip and leaned against the tree. She heard a clinging noise and looked down to see her cat collar still on. She looked back up at Dante nervous he might make the connection. 'Oh well too late.' She thought. "Ok my name is...Saba." She smiled in a cutsy way happily.

When Dante tried to move up to greet her, she held up a hand to stop him. "Wait, give me one minute, please." She looked nervous, but she smiled nonetheless. Dante then noticed the washcloth was wrapped around her hand. 'Hmm? Why is that washcloth on her hand. Better yet, where is Saba?' Dante stood pondering to his self, trying not to speak it aloud. He tapped his foot as he thought, not out of impatience, but out of habit.

She was taking a while behind that tree. 'What is she doing?' Dante mumbled to his self. After a minute or two she appeared from behind the tree. She was wearing a small dress that showed off her body. She started to put on Black gloves and sandals. 'Wait wait wait, was she getting dressed? Why was she naked!?' Dante went into extreme thought, almost yelling what he was thinking. He started to get a bit nervous, but he was mostly confused. She then began to talk to him again, which made Dante snap out of his deep thought.

"Ok done. so my name?" She bit her lip and leaned against the tree. Dante noticed one final piece of evidence. She had her collar on! The same collar that the kitten was wearing. Dante had pieced everything together. What really made him sure, was what she said next. She looked back up and said, "Ok my name is...Saba." She smiled happily. Dante didn't know what to think, and the only words that came out of his mouth was,

"Uh.... W-What's going on here?" Which was a stupid question to ask, but still, Dante wanted to hear it for his self.

((Uh-oh, shit's about to get real, maybe ;D))

"Um nothing I don't get what you are asking can you elaborate more?..." She said smiling at Dante. She bit her lip nervously and walked towards him. She held out her good hand, the one that wasn't broken and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you." She beamed at him and gave him a sweet cute smile. She stared up into his eyes. "So are you a weapon or Meister?" She tried to change the subject, but knew he would probably just jump back onto the point or surprise that he was in.

She noticed that he saw her dress and she spun around happily. "You like it I love it! And did ya see my collar!?" She beamed leaning forward and shaking her shoulders, making the collar bounce around. "I love it so much, I think everyone should have one. I love showing it off its my pride and joy. I'd be heart broken if someone took my collar." She said.

She sat on the ground at Dante's feet looking straight up at him, pouting her lower lip out and batting her eyelashes, she also made her pupils real big. This is how she is taken usually a cute innocent little kitten. "But you know what I love to be called....Kitten or Kitty, You can call me those if you'd like too." She smiled and stood up walking around him in a circle looking him over. She was so curious now for some reason to get to know him and she couldn't control it.

Saba was speaking so fast and moving so quickly that Dante could barely keep up. She was quite hyperactive, and she did dodge his question. 'Eh, I'll shrug it to the side for now. Now's not a good time to ask.' Dante thought to his self as Saba circled around him. Dante smiled and gave a slight chuckle. This girl was amusing him, and Dante was enjoying it. Dante put his hands on Saba's shoulders to stop her, and said, "Woah now, you need to slow down a bit. I can barely keep up." Dante gave a shy smile. "One question at a time, ok?" Dante asked Saba and he shook his head up and down to make sure she understood.

Saba immediately stopped jumping around and talkIng. She looked at Dante smiling happily and nodded slowly back at him giggling. Saba jumped up and gave him a big hug. She rubbed her head against his chest and started purring. She smiled against his chest and calmed herself down. Saba put her chin on his chest and looked up at him beaming. "you must be the best meister ever. I wish I was your weapon." she poured batting her eyelashes and looking straight at him with her big cat eyes. "well then, you like my collar Dantie. Hehe I'm gonna call you Dantie. Is that ok?" she smiled an kissed his neck looking up at him with begging innocent kitten eyes. "please.~"

Dante managed to get her to stop jumping, at least, for a second. Saba then jumped at him and gave him a big hug, rubbing her head in his chest, and strangely purring. What did Dante do to deserve this? After a few seconds, she calmed herself down, then looked up and Dante with her big cat eyes and said, "you must be the best meister ever. I wish I was your weapon." She batted her eyelashes as she said that. "What is up with this girl?" Dante thought to his self, trying to figure out what was going on. Saba then went on to ask, "well then, you like my collar Dantie. Hehe I'm gonna call you Dantie. Is that ok?" How absurd, Dante has never been called such a name. It was too... cute. Just as Dante was gonna say no, she jumped up and kissed his neck. 'What the...? Why is she doing this?' Dante thought to his self once more. Saba then went to plead, "Please.~" She can probably tell that Dante wasn't all for the nickname. Dante sighed and finally able to get a word in, said,

"Ah fine. One cute nickname's not gonna kill me..." Dante said, giving into her. Just then, Dante remembered something else she said about him being a meister. "Ah FUCK, I still need to get a weapon... And most of the day is already gone... Wait a sec... Dante thought, looking over at Saba. He then came out to ask, "Actually, Saba, I don't have a weapon yet, this is my first year at the DWMA. Are you a weapon?"