"Are you done oggaling that witch?" You sighed as you held your Demon sword in your hands.

"Sorry! I'll focus now." the weapon paused for a moment before speaking again.

"You should probably turn me away from the window."

You did what your sword said and spun it around so it was behind you and completely hidden from the view.

"So... That's the witch." he commented.

You nodded and shifted in your position. The shingles on the roof where digging into your legs and the jeans you wore did nothing to prevent then from leaving marks.

"Yup, last one. And then you get an upgrade."

"Finally! I may grow a few inches."

You grabbed the base of your sword and stood to your feet.

"Okay, she's currently cleaning the cauldrons, so if we get through the back window we can pull through with our plan. Nishinoya?"

"Got it. Just lead the way and I won't get distracted by.. Her... Short....skirt... Nope totally not distracted."

The tip of the blade bent as it turned away from the window again.

"Lets just go."

~~~~~

Needless to say, the plan didn't go well. The witch was brutal and despite the lean figure she apeared to have, she could pack a punch and send you flying across the neighborhood.

So, the next day, the two of you were at it again. This time trying to cat h the witch off guard as she brewed a potion together with the highest concentration.

But, she noticed the slight creaking in the floor boards as you tried to silently walk through her home. Consequently, she blasted you out her open window and prevented the two of you from trying again the rest of the day.

~~~~

You were back in the roof, Nishinoya walking around behind you in his black pants and orange sweater as you sat the the edge, tails of your coat hanging limply off the ledge of the roof.

"This is useless. In never going to become one of Deaths weapons. In going to fail."

As Nishinoya rambled you thought of things mostly connected to the problem at hand.

Will we still be able to work together?

How can we get this witches soul?

Will the owner of this house ever fix their shingles?

Thinking over and over as Nishinoya spoke to practically nobody, you finally came up with a plan.

"Nishinoya?"

"Ya, (Y/N)?"

"You like the witches skirt, right?" You asked tilting your he's over your shoulder as you kept your eyes on the open window.

Despite having your eye off of Nishinoya, you could tell that he flinched at your direct question.

"Ya?....why?"

"Just a plan."

"I don't like you plans"

"Well your gonna like this one."

~~~~

"I can die happy~"

"Ya ya we get it. You got to see up a chicks skirt before you killed her. Give it up already."

Nishinoya pranced behind you, holding the little ball of light that was the witches soul.

"Why are you still holding that thing? Just eat it."

Once two of you came up next to a large window, you breathed on the class and wrote a series of numbers into the fog.

"I wanted Mr. Death to see me become once of his new weapons. This'll be awesome."

"Well show me then."

What was once a clear window, was now a screen that had the grim reaper staring at you from the other side.

Nishinoya, excited as ever, nodded and stepped back to give himself some space.

Looking at you, his face seemed to give of an expression of nervousness. But with a reasuring not from you, Nishinoya tilted his head back and swallowed the soul whole.

The bright light that followed was blinding. But the end result was something you could have never wished for.