Soul Eater 1. Beginning

In Death's room, a very annoyed Shinigami-sama was having to deal with one of his Death Scythes, bawling on the floor, crying like an idiot.

"My precious little girl is coming to my arms!" Spirit cried with his arms 'wide' open.

Shinigami-sama groaned but kept his cool.

"And because of the 'secret' she will be MY little girl forever!" Spirit had now almost leaked out Maka's immortality secret, and annoyed with that fact, Shinigami-sama was pushed to his limit.

"Spirit…" he called.

Spirit was still in his flowery rantings.

"Shinigami…" Shinigami-sama raised his comical large hand, "CHOP!" He then smashed it on the red head.

A huge dent was formed on Spirit's head, and he was pushed face-flat into a floor, with a comical pool of blood surrounding his head. Shinigami-sama sighed and rubbed his hand out of self pity and said, "Do know that my son is in this room."

"What secret?" Kid asked. He hated secrets, especially when it is about a person related to a person important to his father; it is all the reasons to know it, right?

"Nothing of your concern," Shinigami-sama comically sweat dropped. He was close to letting it loose. Wouldn't want the god of heaven to know her daughter's secret is exposed, now.

"Anyways, Kiddo," Shinigami-sama started, "as my idiotic death scythe, Spirit-kun had said, a new girl will be starting SCHOOL here, not affectionate PDA."

"All…right?" Kid pondered off and then said for good measure, "I hope you are telling him that. I am not a womanizer."

Spirit managed to get his senses back and then caught on Kid's comment, "Hey! I heard that!"

"And do you think I care?" Kid raised an eyebrow.

Spirit sulked in a corner. "No…" he said.

"I wonder if she is another stuck up," Liz said, polishing her nails. She might like beauty and manicures and pedicures, but she hates girls with slutty personality. And she definitely doesn't want her meister getting mixed up with a slut. He deserves better.

"I wonder if she likes giraffes!" Patty squealed, drawing a messy, asymmetrical, baby giraffe on a huge sketch pad with several crayons.

"I do not know. But what I do know is that she is Albarn-san's daughter and harbors a secret, tight enough for them to keep it from me," Kid muttered underneath his breath.

"You will have to show her around afterschool, around five," Shinigami-sama shrugged his shoulders, and walked off, dragging Spirit by his collar.

And that is when Death the Kid, the most symmetrical OCD freak you could meet, broke down from the asymmetrical timing.

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Outside the school, the next day, stood a petite blonde in a red plaid skirt, white long sleeved, button down shirt, striped green tie, yellow vest, black-and-white combat boots, and a long black coat, that was high in the front and low in the back. She had her hair pulled in identical pigtails and her hunter green eyes were practically ripping the school apart.

"Maka, are you sure about this?" a white haired boy with piercing ruby eyes asked her.

"Nii-san, if I step down, then I will be going back to that abusive school," Maka glowered at the school more.

"Fine by me. But Maka, please do not rip the school apart. I do not have enough money to pay for damages," the boy said.

"Shut up, Soul," Maka chuckled, and punched him square in the shoulder.

"That's more like it. You want to go now?" Soul looked at his watch.

"Class starts in…" Maka looked at Soul's watch, "Twenty minutes. Let's look for Professor Stein's classroom."

Soul nodded, and let his meister take the lead. Maka gracefully winded, zig-zagged through the halls until they met a creepy looking pale guy with stitches all over his body and had a huge screw through his head of pale gray hair. Maka blinked and approached him and he said, "What do you want?"

"Rude," Soul called out of annoyance.

"You wanna be dissected?" Stein asked Soul.

"No," Soul shivered at the thought of being ripped apart by scalpels and nails pinning him down.

"Then I suggest that you, rude idiot, shut up," Stein glowered before turning to Maka nonchalantly.

"Erm, are you Professor Stein?" Maka asked.

"Are you Maka Albarn and is that your idiotic weapon?" Stein asked.

"Erm…yeah?" Maka nervously scratched her head.

"Hey!" Soul protested to his meister.

"Sorry, man, but you can't just blurt stuff to teachers. Sorry about that," Maka apologetically bowed.

"Finally, a student who pays respect. Yes I am your teacher. I was checking your manners. Apperantly you have a lot to learn from your meister," Dr. Stein smirked.

By the time Soul could have broken apart in sheer anger, Maka said, "Don't worry. He has a good heart and will listen to you. He will not cause any problems."

Soul calmed down at this and inwardly smiled at Maka complimenting him. It took him eight years to gain her trust, due to some 'womanizer' father she had that cheated on her 'secret' mom. Then after that she labeled men as players who play with women's heart.

It took him an eternity to prove Maka that he just wants to help her as a close friend.

"Well, let's go," Stein and Maka were looking at Soul who was caught up in his own thoughts.

"Honestly," Dr. Stein was muttering under his breath and then he told those two to stay outside while he came inside.

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Dr. Stein was coming in with a couple of files in and said, "We have a new student today, therefore instead of usual dissection, it will be a free day today."

Lots of murmurs went across the classroom. Girls were praying for a hot guy and the guys were praying for a new hot girl to reclaim as a meister or weapon.

"Come in, you two," Dr. Stein ushered them in, and Maka and Soul came in.

Lots of whispers sounded, but the only think that Kid could focus on at the moment was Maka's perfect symmetry.

He had never seen anyone or any girl, to be exact, who wasn't even a millimeter off. Her pigtails were identical, her bangs reflected each other, and her uniform was crisp and symmetrical. Although her boots were retro to him, they had a symmetric look as she had taken the liberal time to perfectly put them on.

"Wow, Kid, never thought love at first sight was possible for you," Liz teased him, on his left.

"What? No it's not!" Kid whispered harshly.

"Uh, yeah it is. Right Patty?" Liz turned to her sister for reassurance, but her childlike sister fell asleep doing giraffe origami.

"Damn, she sqashed her giraffe," Liz muttered, and she knew that Kid would lose it if he saw an asymmetrical giraffe, so she yanked it and put it in her pocket instead of throwing it away, knowing her SISTER will lose it if she found her giraffe in the trash.

"I am Maka Albarn and this is my weapon Soul," she pointed to her weapon, and Kid scoffed inwardly out of jealousy at how Maka could like such a disgusting asymmetrical idiot.

A girl raised her hand.

Maka raised an eyebrow but nonetheless, said, "Yes?"

"What weapon form does your weapon take?" the girl madly blushed, and Liz internally fumed.

"Scythe. And I will ask my meister to chop off your head if you hit on me," Soul glared at the girl, who started to release comical tears and went to her weapon for comfort.

A boy raised his hand, much to Kid's disgust.

"Yes?" Maka was now getting irritated.

"We heard you have a secret. What is it?" the boy asked.

Kid, Maka, and Soul froze.

Kid remembered when Spirit was having a childlike outburst in Death Room about his 'baby girl'. This was his subject of adoration. Something about being his 'little girl forever' because of a secret? Fatherly PDA? Or just normal infatuation?

Maka froze, and so did Soul. Maka and Soul both knew this secret, of Maka being the daughter of Kami-sama, god of heavens. She had to keep this a secret because she doesn't know how people will think if she is an immortal angel. It might get severe reactions and Maka doesn't want it and Soul doesn't want his meister to suffer any unwanted attention.

Dr. Stein wasn't aware of Maka's secret, but was given strict orders from Shinigami-sama to keep whatever the secret could be, concealed.

"Do not stick your nose where it doesn't belong, boy. Would you like a zero on your next test for tampering with Shinigami-sama's strict orders?" Dr. Stein glared at the boy.

The boy was angry he didn't get an answer, but then shivered at the prospect of getting a zero.

"Seriously, Ox, don't tamper with sensei. Just sit down man!" a guy with narrow sunglasses next to him said.

"But I do not know what is so special that it has to be concealed!" Ox started an outburst.

"Why, you want to fail this class? You have a 99. I do not think it is worth risking for your curiosity," the guy shrugged.

"Whatever, Harvar," Ox slumped back in his seat.

"Now that the idiot of the class settled down," Dr. Stein gruffly, "You two take the table next to Kid, Liz and Patty."

Maka, annoyed by who in the world would name their son, Kid, looked around the classroom.

Kid, now knowing that Maka was looking for him, rose his hands, along with Liz.

"C'mon, Soul," Maka huffed.

Soul nodded, and Maka sat down, the next table to Kid and his two weapons. Kid looked over to Maka nervously, and was shocked. She wasn't even looking at him and was reading a thick book! Kid wasn't disappointed, he was happy to know that this wouldn't be a girl like the rest, who try in vain to woo him in. But she was reading a BOOK while everyone was SOCIALIZING.

"Maka," Soul poked her.

She ignored him and he continued on, and on, and on, until Maka, irritated, snapped her thick book closed and said in a soft delicate voice that could make Soul shiver, "Maka…"

Kid's heart fluttered, and Liz raised an eyerbrow at Soul who was sweating a bucket and Patty was drawing a dozen hearts to shower out because she thought this was going to be a romance scene.

"CHOP!" She slammed down on Soul's head, and Liz chuckled and said, "Almost identical to reaper chop, right?"

Kid then realized all the times his father hit Spirit for being such a baby with no mind and compared that to Maka's version, with a book, but the same amount of force. She was strong!

"What do you want?" she nonchalantly said as she flipped her book.

"I thought…" Soul grabbed his head, "We were gonna do dissection today."

"Jeez Soul, listen to the teacher for once, will you?" Maka fumed as she read her book, "He said because it is our first day, it is a free period."

Soul sweat dropped and the ground began to rumble. Soul, worried, said to Maka, "Hey should I transform? What if it is another evil human?"

Maka closed her eyes and opened them, a light blue light flashing momentarily, and then flipped a book and said, "Nah."

"What do you mean 'nah'?!" Liz now was coming in the conversation, and Patty nodded.

Kid stepped forward and said, "You have to listen to your weapon, Maka."

Maka narrowed her eyes at Kid and said, "You probably heard of Soul Perception? Well I have it and I sense another student at DWMA causing the ruckus. I do sense another quiet one nearby. Now please go back to your seats."

Liz and Patty were shocked, and true to Maka's words, the rumbling caused the door to burst open and for Stein to look up from his papers, "Maka was right. An idiot has came."

"YOUR GOD HAS ARRIVED!" an obnoxious voice came.

"Black*Star, calm down! Or else…" a girl with a high black ponytail tried to calm down the arrogant blue haired meister before a scalper lodged itself right next to his head.

"Black*Star, sit down. Tsubaki, make sure he comes to detention after school today," Stein glared at Black*Star.

Black*Star groaned, but nevertheless made his way to the seat in all the way back, the table behind Maka and Soul. He peered in Maka's book and said, "What a boring book."

Maka snapped it closed, "Maka…"

Black*Star scrunched his face in confusion, and Tsubaki was starting to become scared with the evil aura around Maka.

"CHOP!" Maka slammed it down on the poor guy's head.

"He met my fate, poor guy," Soul shook his head.

"You want a Maka Chop?" Maka held the book up.

"I never said that," Soul shook his head in mock defeat.

"Good," Maka said and then went back to her book.

Soon the bell went off, and the students went to the next class. The whole day for Maka was a free day since having a new student is such a big thing to them, and Soul took this as an opportunity to catch up on the two hour sleep he had last night.

Maka just took this as an opportunity to read her book, and didn't pay one glance to Kid, at all. She was just wrapped up in Pride and Prejudice which Soul complained was the fourth time she read it, but it didn't hold Maka back from re-reading it.

At the end of the school, Soul started to sweat out from all the homework he has now and he has no notes to do his homework.

"Chill, Soul, chill. I took notes. I am not giving you my homework, though," Maka glared.

"You finished your homework," Soul's jaw went slack.

"It occupied my time," Maka shrugged her shoulders, "but now I have nothing to do when I come home."

"You can help me with my homework," Soul grinned.

Maka smirked and said, "Fine. But you have to make dinner today."

Soul was about to protest but then Maka said, "Or would you like to have no help at all?"

Soul wanted to argue, but knew in the ultimate end, Maka was right.

"Okay."

"Don't you want your tour?" a voice came from behind Maka.

"Huh?" Maka asked, turning around to see Death the Kid with his two weapons, one of them who slightly blushed at seeing Soul.

"If I remember correctly, Shinigami sama told me that I DO have someone assigned to show me around school for a few days," Maka tapped her chin, "How long did he say, Soul?"

Soul who was very much jealous of Kid taking a liking towards his meister was about to answer, when Kid answered immediately, "One week."

"Sounds too long, ne Soul?" Maka told her weapon, "But okay. Where do we start?"

Death the Kid was blushing a lot from inside. This was the first girl not to melt underneath his looks, and he didn't know what this foreign thing was, pulling at his heart, whenever he was with Maka.

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From the Death Room, Shinigami-sama and Spirit were watching the show through a mirror. Spirit fell apart and said, "No! My little baby is tainted!"

"Shut up, will you, Spirit-kun?" he was trying his best to hold his anger down.

"She is growing up! Daddy doesn't like that! She might have her virginity taken away!" Spirit was then now portraying Kid as a bad person.

"Shinigami…CHOP!" Shinigami-sama slammed his large comical white hand on Spirit's head.

Spirit was sobbing softly in a corner with a huge dramatic pool of blood around his head, face flat in the floor, a huge dent shaped like Shinigami-sama's hand, dented in his head.

"I paired them up for a reason," Shinigami-sama sighed, "I want him to be close to Maka-chan."

"For what reason?" Spirit immediately recovered from his shock.

"Your wife, Kami, was my first love, and Maka is her only daughter," Shinigami sama looked deeply into the mirror, and Spirit had yet to absorb the shock.

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TBC


	2. Sparked Interest

oooooo

Silence between the Death Lord and the Death Scythe took place.

Spirit awkwardly chuckled and said, "You know, I had known for a while. I knew the whole time."

Shinigami-sama thoughtfully nodded, and decided this issue was too tender to press on.

"Let's make sure that my son doesn't know of the situation yet…" Shinigami-sama waved his huge hand and cut off his reflection in the mirror, so that the others couldn't see them.

"But you do know that your son will find out soon enough, right?" Spirit asked in all state serious.

"Let's make sure he doesn't know for now. We have a heavier issue right now," Shinigami-sama shook his head.

"Kishin Asura, I know, I know, the three eyed freak," Spirit shrugged his shoulders.

"But something tells me…" Shinigami-sama focused for a second, "that he has a certain someone that he is after."

"Oh god, please do not tell me it is who I think it is," Spirit trembled. It couldn't be his daughter, right? Even if Kami-sama left him, he doesn't want anything evil to taint his daughter, when he felt the immense pain of having to watch his daughter get abused by her previous schoolmates.

"I do not know. But for the time being let's keep our sights open," Shinigami-sama looked solemnly at the ground.

Spirit looked at the ground, and knew that Shinigami-sama had a point.

oooooo

"What is your favorite color?" Liz asked.

"What is your favorite animal?" Patty asked.

"What is your favorite number?" Kid asked.

Maka stood corrected. Those five had just finished touring and now they wanted to know all the nitty gritty details about her? That sounded like an invasion of privacy to her. And no one had cared to know this, even Soul, but then again, that guy was all about his 'cool' image.

"I like green," Maka said.

"Why is that?" Liz asked. Personally she thought that the girl would say black, because she acts dark almost all the time.

"Color of my eyes," Maka nonchalantly.

"Your animal?" Patty asked.

"Tiger," Maka said.

Patty rose an eyebrow, and prodded Maka for an explanation.

"Because tigers kill mercilessly," Maka said in a straight tone, making Patty shiver and hid behind her older sister.

"And your favorite number?" Kid asked. In his head he was hoping that if she doesn't choose the number 8 then she would choose an even number where you could mathematically split into even numbers.

"Eight," Maka said, looking Kid straight in the eyes.

Kid's heart skipped a beat, when she said his favorite number. But nevertheless, he wanted to know her reason for liking the number, because he is sure practically every girl knows his favorite number, thanks to the broadcast from his OCD attacks.

Maka seemed to sense his sudden silence and said, "Because it is symmetrical."

And that is all Kid needed to know. He wanted to hug her, but then she would get all confused because neither of them knows each other that well. Maka raised her eyebrows and said, "Soul here are the notes. Do not lose them or else I will make you duplicate them. I think that should help you do your homework tonight."

Soul took the notes and found them enough to get the load done for the night.

"Also, Soul, I will be home late," Maka sighed as she re-adjusted her strap around her shoulder.

"Why?" Soul raised an eyebrow.

"I am going to the library," Maka sighed, "The tour is over, right?"

"Um, yeah," Liz rose an eyebrow. First time she ever met a girl who had a love for reading is a mind blowing experience.

"Sheesh, you need to watch TV or something once in a while," Soul shook his head.

"Well you do hog it to play videogames so what should I do? Besides, I like books over electronics," Maka shrugged her shoulders.

Soul shook his head and said, "Well I will still keep some noodles for you when you do get home."

"Thanks."

"See you home!" and with that, Soul took off on his motorbike.

Maka sighed and then went down the hall, ignoring the fact that Kid and his weapons were still there. Somehow she might be able to wash off the day's weariness with a good book. Yeah that is what she needs right now.

Opening the door to the library, she walked down the long shelves and pondered over a good thick book that could keep her busy for hours. She didn't have any room for nonsense and talking to people that isn't useful for her to remain in contact with.

"So I see you like books, huh?" a familiar voice makes Maka jump from her place.

"No I just wanted to paint this bookshelf with black paint and wanted to get the dimensions," Maka replied sarcastically.

_A Tale of Two Cities _by Charles Dickens caught her eyes and she grabbed it off the shelf before walking down the aisle for more books.

She thought for a moment and picked up a childhood favorite, _A Little Princess, _by Frances Hodgson Burnett.

Sighing and seeing that there was nothing else to see she went to the manga section which made Kid twitch in irritation.

"You like manga too?" he asked.

"No. Soul does. I have to get this for him or else he will not pick up paper, never mind books with letters in it," Maka shook her head, "I like classic novels and timeless literature and get the nickname 'bookworm' from him."

"Why can't he come here and get it on his own?" Kid asked, "I mean he does have a library card, right?"

"Must you ask too many questions?" Maka sighed.

"Sorry just asking," Kid looked at the ground annoyed.

"Well if you oh so desperately are dying for the answer, Soul doesn't like to do errands even though they are for himself. He always jokes around that going to the library takes energy and extra movement so he just sends me to do it," Maka shrugs, "I don't care, as long as he doesn't make me pay everything for living accommodation and make me do his homework."

Kid, though he kept on a blank expression, deep down admired for her for pulling herself together strong and steady despite having to live with such a snobby partner.

Maka flashed her library card to the librarian and got the books scanned. She then got another bag out and stuffed her books in there, silently promising herself she will get herself a good, thick book next time she comes. With that, she just left the library and Kid had to run behind her to keep up with her speed-walking.

"Where are you going?" Kid asked, confused where she could now be headed.

"Home," she said, "On a second thought, my apartment."

Kid didn't know why she corrected herself when saying home. Wasn't her apartment her home? He wanted to ask her, but then knew this wasn't any of his business. He doesn't have any rights to ask her about her personal lifestyle.

"Don't you need any help getting home? A ride home, or do you want me to walk you home?" Kid offered.

"No need," Maka said, "Why have escorts when you can just rollerblade home?"

Kid froze. Rollerblades?

"Yes, Kid, rollerblades. I thought you would know what it is," Maka sighed.

Kid looked for any bulky item she could be carrying around with her that could suggest her rollerblades in but Maka just held a simple small schoolbag and another bag containing her books.

Maka smirked and then rolled on her heels, blades popping out of her combat boots, stunning Kid immensely.

"See you tomorrow!" Maka said, over her shoulder.

With that, she sped off, leaving Kid in a daze of what just happened. When he did, he almost turned pink. She liked books like him, and had a weird way of getting to and from school. Was this the meaning of first love?

"Hey, you gonna hurry? Apparently Patty wants to watch all of Spongebob Squarepants episodes on Cartoon Network!" Liz yelled.

Kid grumbled and Liz and Patty turned into their weapon forms. He summoned his skateboard, Beelzebub, and drove home, along the way, thinking about Maka and how mysterious she is.

[Maka's POV]

I rode hard and fast home. That was close. I have to say that Lord Death's son is like a know-it-all, and feels a bit creepy but I guess he is all right. I just have to get home before Soul starts freaking out. Oh my god, I forgot! I have to make dinner today!

I rode even harder and made a mad dash for my apartment that I share with Soul. I lower the rollerblades back into my boots and climb up the stairs to my apartment door. Unlocking the keys, I see Soul lounged on the sofa, and I closed it, putting my stuff to the side.

"Did you do your homework?" I asked.

"Why?" he asked cautiously.

"Because if the answer is a no, then I will snatch away the TV remote," I crossed my hands.

"Yes, mother, I did," he snickered.

I got ticked off from him calling me an old lady, so I popped a book out of nowhere.

"Maka…CHOP!" I slammed it down on his head, making him clutch it like a life-and-death situation.

"Ow!" he complained, like always, "I am sensitive there! I really did do my homework!"

I sighed. He passed my test. For once the idiot cared about getting his workload done. I sighed and knew that since I was done, I could just read the books I got from the library in my room. Heading into the kitchen, I saw that he made me a huge bowl of ramen noodles. Typical Soul.

"Oh, yeah, Soul, I got the mangas you were looking for. They are in the bag next to my schoolbag," I said, digging into the noodles.

He nodded and took his share of the books. I then glared at him and said, "They are underneath my library card, so if you damage it, I will put it underneath your tab."

Soul sweat-dropped, but nodded, nevertheless. Happy I got my point across, I went back to eating my noodles. I heard the soft _click _of the door, and then I pause in between noodles.

"Death the Kid, huh?" I sighed over a mouthful, "He does seem weird from the rest."

Suddenly the kitchen mirror became cloudy, and the next thing I saw was Lord Death, with my father sobbing in a corner, and Death the Kid, looking boredly somewhere but tried not to show his interest when Lord Death started to carelessly mention my name.

"Ha ha I am sorry to interrupt you at this hour, but I have an important mission for you and Soul to do tomorrow if you do not mind!" Shinigami-sama clapped his big white hands together.

"Wha wis wit?" I mumbled around my noodles.

A huge question mark appeared on everyone's faces and then I held up a finger and waited a moment to neatly swallow before drinking some water and saying, "What is it?"

"Oh, just an evil human soul that I want you and Soul to get rid of, nothing big," he waved around his hand and I relaxed.

"All right, Shinigami-sama. What time do you want me and Soul to do the mission?" I skeptically rose an eyebrow.

"Can you get Soul down here? I want him to know," Shinigami-sama sweat-dropped.

I perked up my ears and heard slight snoring from Soul's room.

I shook my head and said, "Sorry about that, Shinigami-sama. Once he is asleep, the only thing that can wake him up in the dead of the night is the end of the world."

Shinigami-sama laughed and said, "I understand. I just sometimes hear that he doesn't believe you sometimes so I wanted this to be less of a burden."

"Oh please. He doubts me all the time. But he doesn't neglect me," I smile, "We are like brother and sister."

"AND WHAT NEXT? INCEST? INTERMARRIAGE?!" my dad recovered from his shocked position and started to do perverted ramblings of thoughts.

An irritation mark appeared on the top of Shinigami-sama's head and he said, "Spirit…"

"Hah?" he looked at Shinigami-sama with a stupid expression.

"Even now he is still oblivious to when Shinigami-sama will-" I started but was cut off.

"SHINIGAMI CHOP!" Shinigami-sama brought his hand down on Spirit's head.

"Will what?" Liz asked in the background.

"…Shinigami Chop him. Stupid father," I stated bluntly.

Liz and Patty sweat-dropped, and Kid watched in amusement as father created an opera scene as he cried in a corner.

"Well that is one dramatic father you have," Liz rose an eyebrow.

"He is bleeding through his nose! Nasty!" Patty pointed at Spirit's pool of blood from his nose and laughed really hard.

"Pointing is not courteous, Patty," Kid said, calmly, even though he was trying hard not to laugh.

"It's okay if you laugh, Kid, I find it funny as well," I said, indifferently.

At the consent, Kid started chuckling slightly to vent out whatever laughter he was trying to bottle up.

"Anyways, Maka-chan, go to bed early, so you can do your mission! I really want to see your Soul Resonance move!" Shinigami-sama cheered.

"You know what it looks like?" I asked with a stupid expression.

"No but only time can tell!" he said. Then he flashed a peace sign, and said, "See ya!"

I chuckled, and nodded.

I went to bed, after finishing my noodles and had everything ready for school the next day.

[Next day – Afterschool]

Soul was complaining so much after school about how 'uncool' it is to have a surprise mission afterschool even though I gave him heads up that morning.

We walked around the school courtyard where a lot of classmates were.

"Soul, quit complaining, Shinigami-sama had his reasons for this," I chided him.

Suddenly, there were terrified screams. Meisters and weapons were taking refuge in the school, and I came in face with a hideous creature that looked like a big, black, hairy tarantula.

It had a face of a human and eight gigantic legs. Everywhere it walked, a huge silk thread followed. It was big enough to kill people with it's foot.

"Soul."

"Got it, Maka."

For showoff purposes, because Soul was very much aware that DWMA students were here in huge numbers, he wanted to give off a good first impression by turning his hand into a scythe before jumping in the air.

In my hands fell a long, slender rod with a curved blade. Scythe. It was red and black along a jagged line and had something like an eye at the head of the scythe.

Murmurs and whispers and screams broke out at the view of my scythe.

I jumped in front of the hairy creature and glared at it, pointing an index finger at the evil human.

"I'm sorry, but I will be taking your soul."

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TBC


	3. Witch Hunter

[Maka's POV]

I pointed my finger at the hideous eight legged evil human in front of me.

"I'm sorry, but I will be taking your soul."

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The creature laughed, like it thought that me taking his soul was impossible. He guffawed so loud like a drunk man that had too much alcohol and said, "Don't make me laugh, you little runt."

"I'm serious," I glowered, and I stood tall and serious.

"Maka," Soul's reflection came from the scythe, "What are you waiting for? Strike him."

"Not now, Soul," I whispered, "We need for him to let his guard down."

Then that ugly spider guy swung a hairy leg in attempt to kill me, and I got pissed. Nodding, I said, "Okay, change of plans. I am going to strike now." And with that, I flew down on a branch of a tree and swung the scythe at the hideous monster. The monster managed to get away from my swing and then tried shooting a thick thread of silk at me.

I side-stepped the attack and then jumped on his shoulder and brought the scythe hard and mercilessly down on his shoulder.

He cried out in pain and flung me off, and my back painfully hit the hard concrete and I heard a lot of concerned shouts and scared screams in the background. Seriously they haven't fled yet? What idiots they are.

"Maka!" Soul yelled, obviously sounding worried from his reflection.

"Tch," I scoffed, "I'm not hurt."

"You sure?" Soul asked, obviously worried.

"Yeah. Listen, I think this isn't a creature that can be brought down that easily. Let's do it, Soul," I told him, pleading him desperately.

"But our Soul Resonance isn't steady, Maka. Are you sure?" Soul asked.

"It doesn't hurt to try," I shrugged. The creature was starting to corner me and I cursed underneath my breath.

Standing up, I took my stance and then with Soul, the both of us said, "Let's go…SOUL RESONANCE!"

"Witch Hunter!" I yelled.

The scythe I held became three times the size, the blade curving on both sides, and the eye became three times the size and the rod became longer.

The creature was standing like a dumb idiot, shocked from all of the bright light and screaming and the huge dimensions of the blade, so I took the chance to my advantage.

Jumping high in the air, I brought the scythe down, and sliced the monster _perfectly _through the heart. The monster/evil human gave such an earsplitting scream and then the body unraveled to leave behind a bright purple soul.

The huge scythe in my hands became a bright blue light and Soul was standing right next to me. He pinched the purple soul and clapped his hands saying, "Thank you for this meal."

I snorted sarcastically and he swallowed the soul and pats his stomach afterwards like he had been to a ramen eating contest. I snort and say, "Why is it ramen flavored?"

"It is tasteless I will admit," he shrugged, but then grinned like a maniac, and pointed down his throat to his stomach, "But when it goes down it feels _good_."

I sock him in the shoulder and he yelps. Shaking my head I say, "Ugh, quit being a sadist. All we need to do is report this to-"

"MY LITTLE BABY KILLED A BAD GUY! PAPA IS TOTES HAPPY FOR YOU!" a flowery voice came from a window.

Sweat-dropping I followed the voice to see dad, Shinigami-sama, Death the Kid, and his two pistol weapons watching me.

"Shut up, dad," I glower, and he goes to his little emo corner to cry to his heart's content.

"Ne, ne, Maka-chan? I think you are a little too hard on your father, aren't you?" Shinigami-sama sweat-dropped.

"Oh really?" I raised an eyebrow, "So I am being hard on him, but he deserves it. He goes to the bar each night and flirts with more than twenty ladies at a time."

Everyone froze.

"MAKA YOU ARE SO MEAN TO YOUR DADDY!" dad went in a corner to cry.

"Sheesh he cries a lot," Soul shook his head.

I popped out a book out of nowhere and slammed it on his head. Soul grabbed his head and said, "What the hell, Maka?!"

"What? You JUST realized that my dad is a womanizer? I swear you are slow," I shook my head and put my book back.

"Oh right, yeah," Soul recalled a thousand previous memories of me telling him on how much of a player my dad is. He also saw all of the lovey dovey letters and emails and pictures that my dad sent and agreed with me that that content wasn't cute, it was pervy, almost encouraging me to lose my mark of innocence at an early age.

"Anyways, Shinigami-sama, we defeated the eight legged idiot," I nonchalantly said.

"WAHHHHHH!" my dad was pounding his fists on the floor, making both Kid and Shinigami-sama annoyed. Liz and Patty were laughing so hard, seeing a grown man cry.

"Shinigami…CHOP!" Shinigami-sama slammed down his large white hand on dad's head, and he limped to the ground unconscious.

Soul stood there with his jaw slack but I asked, "How strong was the chop?"

"Enough to knock him out for five hours," Shinigami-sama rubbed his hand.

"Good. Peace and quiet and harmony until then," I smiled.

"Anyways, peace out! I will make an announcement for students to go home now, because I can see they are causing a huge commotion out there," Shinigami-sama peered out to see a girl pull out her hair, screaming like a nut and running somewhere she doesn't know.

I sweat dropped and turned back to the mirror and said, "Please do."

Shinigami-sama chuckled before flashing a peace sign like he always does before the image went back to a pastry shop window. Soul's mouth was touching the ground and then he burst into laughter. I turned back and then said, "Why, what is so funny?"

"T-The shinigami chop and M-Maka chop are i-identical!" He said between laughs.

An irritation mark appeared on my head and I held my thick dictionary and said, "Why? Would you like one?"

That seemed to shut him up and he quickly shook his head, not wanting to get in serious trouble. I smiled, or more like smirked, knowing that victory is complete. "Now let's go."

I swiveled on my feet and raised my heels. The rollerblades came out of my combat boots and I rode all the way home with Soul running after me yelling, "Maka, wait!"

I chuckled and thought that this might not be a bad comeback.

We were nearing the apartment when I heard my name being called faintly in the distance.

_Maka…_

_Maka…_

_Maka…_

"Oi tinytits! You gonna unlock the door or are we gonna spend the night sleeping on the railway?" Soul asked, annoyed.

"Right," I mumbled, fumbling with my key, and letting Soul go in. When he stretched, he noticed I haven't moved yet and raised an eyebrow. I wasn't focused on his worried state, I was just set on the voice that was vaguely calling me, calling me closer towards a source.

"Soul, I think she is calling me," I didn't even bother to lie.

"Who?" his eyes scrunched together in confusion, "Oh, her."

I nodded. He then froze when mother called my name again. "Do you hear it?" I whispered.

"You want me to come with you?" he said in a brotherly way.

"No it is okay. But you can do me a favor if any of our classmates or anyone at our school tries to track me down, just say I went to the nearest bookshop or library, and yes this one time only you may call me a bookworm to convince them," I rolled my eyes.

"Okay…you sure about this?" Soul asked, "If you want I can still come."

"No Soul, they cannot find out. You know what could happen if they find out," I begged him, "Please."

"Okay. Be safe. Want noodles when you come back?" he asked.

I would normally hit him on the head for choosing such an unhealthy alternative. I do not know how he could survive 24/7 on ramen noodles, I mean; you have to get sick of it eventually. But I didn't have the time to argue, so I nodded with the back of my hand and handed Soul the apartment keys. He would open the door for me when I come home, anyways.

I skillfully jumped off the railing, not even bothering to climb down like a normal human.

**But then again, I am far from normal.**

_Maka…_

_Maka…_

_Maka…follow my voice…_

I followed wherever mother's gentle voice from the dark sky was taking me. The voice grew stronger and stronger, and I reached a dry, deserted field. Luckily, I knew my way back. I could just use soul perception to track down Soul's location, and follow it.

"Mother? Where are you?" I looked around the field for mother.

"Right here," a voice came from behind me.

I whipped around to see mom in her usual greek-style dress. She had huge angel wings and a halo, which she promised me that since I inherited her powers and immortality, I would get it as soon as I grow up.

"What did you need mother?" I asked as I jumped into her arms.

"I just missed you," she whispered.

"No way. I haven't seen you in ten years. Why wouldn't I miss you?" I mumble into her arms before breaking out of them.

"Has anyone found out?" she asked me, worried.

"Only me, Soul, dad, and Shinigami-sama knows," I assured her.

Mom knew Soul, so she was relieved. But when I had mentioned Shinigami-sama's name, she suddenly turned panicked and I raised an eyebrow. Something told me that she knew Shinigami-sama before I did, and I want to know why. Deciding to pry the information out of mom, I asked, "Why, mom? You know Shinigami-sama?"

Mom turned determined and said, "That is none of your concern, Maka."

I was stunned by mom's words and stepped back to show my surprise. Mom noticed it and turned soft again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way, but," Mom sighed and looked at me, "I will tell you when the right time comes, okay Maka?"

I nodded, feeling a bit irritated that she wouldn't tell me anything, and I kind of felt like being treated as a child which annoys me further because dad babies me saying I cannot be near a guy until I am forty.

"I hope you aren't treating me like a child," I gave mom a look, "Dad babies me enough."

"How so?" mom asked.

"Oh, my dear baby paid me a visit! Wahhhhhhh! Maka-chan is being so cold! Maka, I love you! Maka has an eighty cut inch on her forehead! Paramedics!" I copied dad's little tantrum outbursts.

Mom chuckled and I said, "And that results him getting hit on the head."

"Do you do it?" mom asked me.

"Nope. Shinigami-sama does," I smile, but then regret it when mom stiffens at his name. I know that she has something to do with him, no doubt. But then I decide to change the subject.

"So, is there anything else you need to tell me?" I smile and mom relaxes tremendously.

"No, I just haven't seen you in ten years. I am sorry if I was gone. I can't stand womanizers. He thought he is all fine and popular now that he is a Death Scythe," Mom flicked her flowing golden hair in frustration.

I laugh and say, "SO true. But then again, my dad won't stop nagging me until I agree becoming a Death Scythe too."

"You better not have multiple boyfriends when you become one," mom pointed a finger at me, "Or else."

"Duh," I said, "I inherited YOUR personality. I am almost like you. The only thing I got from dad was weapon blood."

Mom smiled and ruffled my hair. She seemed to know that a lot of time passed and said, "You should go home. I hope I can see you again soon, but for the time being, stay safe."

I smile and say, "You too."

Mom smiles and flashes out her angel wings and soars into the sky. When she is gone from sight in a golden sparkle, I shut my eyes tight, and track down Soul's presence. As I suspected, he is still in the apartment. To my tremendous relief, I sensed no one nearby me within a one-mile radius using my Soul Perception so no one found out my secret yet.

I sighed sadly. One point the secret will come out, and the cat will be out of the bag. But until then, I want to conceal it as much as I can.

I rode quickly home, cursing underneath my breath at how late it is, around midnight.

I went to my apartment complex, and knocked on the door. I heard Soul yell, "Coming!"

I heard shuffling and pounding of the footsteps getting louder and louder until the knob turned to reveal Soul in his sloppy pajamas, and I inwardly sighed. Couldn't he be a little bit more organized?

"I have a bowl of noodles for you on the table," he grinned.

"Thanks," I smiled. I had no energy to hit him for his lack of creativity today, because he can cook, he is just too lazy to.

Not even bothering to take off my gloves I just dig in into the noodles and Soul comes and sits across from me and says, "Oh by the way, Death the Kid and his two weapons came here."

I froze. "What did you say?" I immediately asked.

"I said-"

"No, not that! What did you tell them?" I asked impatiently.

"Woah, woah, woah, calm down. I told them you went out to a bookshop to look at a new book you like. I even took the chance to call you a bookworm," Soul grinned again.

I huffed and said, "Did they buy it?"

"Kid didn't. But I told him not to press things further, so he just left. Something told me he was beyond curious, but I gave them a ride back to the Gallows Mansion before coming back. I didn't want them trying to track you down," Soul said. He did look a bit exhausted.

"Sorry," I mumbled, slurping down another bite.

"For what?" he looked confused.

"For making you do all of this, just to keep my secret," I looked at my noodles guiltily.

"You know that I don't mind, right?" Soul placed a hand on my shoulder.

I looked at him, shocked.

"I know you from all of these years. I know how heavily guarded you are, to how much you idolize your mother and why. You have your reasons for keeping your secret and to me, they seem logical. Think about it, if I was careless and didn't make an effort, you secret could go out," Soul said, "And you knows what happens from there."

I knew. I would get too much attention, but not only the students. Evil witches and kishins would now have an interest. I mean, who wouldn't love to hunt down the daughter of the god of heaven? It would be a wild card to do so.

I nod, sheepishly, knowing that I will spill my secret, just not now.

"Hey I am going to sleep. You do not stay late okay? It isn't cool," he smirked before going to his room.

I quickly finished my bowl which to my surprise, was still full.

When I was finally finished, I put my bowl in the sink, silently praying I will make the dinner and it will have as little to do with noodles as it could possibly be.

When I brushed and took a bath and changed my clothes, I snuck underneath my covers.

The last thing that was in my mind was how the world would change, if they found out who I really am.

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TBC


	4. Conflicts Arise

Maka walked into the classroom the next day, and the news of the attack had spread all over the school, even to the point that Maka's class enemy, Ox, was glaring at her for stealing his spotlight.

"Tch, stupid gossip is what I bet it is," Soul shrugged.

"Hey antlers!" I yell, annoyingly getting Ox's attention, "Quit glaring. Makes you get wrinkles…" I grin, walking up to his desk, "And we all know Kim hates wrinkles on her _dream guy _right?"

Ox's face turned a brilliant shade of red when I mentioned her name. The witch got all of Ox's love and attention and I have to personally thank her for diverting his 24/7 attention that could bore holes through you if he hated you. He is infatuated with the girl and now she has a hard time with life. I became her best friend quickly to help her through it, and knowing Kim is my best friend now. I am glad that ever since I came, I didn't get too much of his priority, am really glad that surpassing me is priority number two next to winning Kim's love. Poor her, but oh well.

He looks away in embarrassment and that gets some of my stress down. Shrugging it off, I climb up the steps to my seat and to my annoyance, see Kid and Liz and Patty on the three seats to the left of Soul and mines. And even worse, his two weapons are sitting to his left. Meaning that I have to sit with HIM with Soul on my right since he cannot even stand the guy.

Soul blushed a little when his and Liz's eyes made eye contact, and then I configured this as love at first sight. He was too busy observing Liz even after we sat down to notice the mischievous glint that appeared in my eyes.

"Yahoo!" an obnoxious voice came. I forgot, I hadn't paid attention to him. Black*Star. And his weapon, Tsubaki.

"Black*Star, calm down! I don't want to get hit with…!" Tsubaki tried to calm him down but then a scalpel lodged itself on the wall behind Black*Star, stunning the pair.

"I am getting tired of wasting my scalpels on you. You want to be dissected?" Stein glared at the teal haired boy.

He gulped and quickly shook his head. Tsubaki sweat-dropped and bowed down saying, "I am terribly sorry for this. I will try my best not to cause commotion next time, Stein-sensei."

"Your meister is the one who is supposed to be saying that," Stein grumbled and yanked his scalpel out of the wall and shot Black*Star and Tsubaki a glance.

"Go to your seats," Stein glared and once again, Tsubaki profusely apologized to sensei.

They sat behind us and I felt irritated. I just remembered that idiot who called himself god now has the chance to irritate me. I swivel and say, "You irritate me one more time and you get the 'wrath'."

I held up my dictionary which is reserved for Maka Chops only. Black Star shuddered at the memory of being hit by it on the first time I saw him, and since that day I dubbed him as an egotistical idiot who wants nothing more than the world in the palm of his hand.

He quickly nodded and then Stein started his lecture, and I quickly brought out my notebook for notes. The moment Stein sensei opened his mouth to speak my pencil made contact with paper.

oooooo

[Normal POV]

Soul noticed, that how Kid was watching Maka more than Stein. He was just splitting Maka into symmetrical images and drooling over how neat her handwriting is so neat. Although Kid had interior feelings underneath his OCD obsession, Soul thought otherwise, and the tip of his mechanical pencil lead broke out of sheer anger at the thought of Kid abusing Maka.

He needed to talk to Kid about this.

[Timeskip – lunchtime]

Maka went to lunch with Black*Star, Tsubaki, Liz and Patty, leaving Soul and Kid in the empty classroom together. Kid was having and OCD mental fit about symmetrically putting his supplies away in his bag.

Just as he was going to summon his skateboard, Beelzebub, Soul called out, "Oi."

Kid turned around and grimaced, "What do you want?"

"I saw you looking at my meister. And let me tell you, I am warning you to stop," Soul glared at Kid.

"Why? Plan on marrying her?" Kid asked, feeling pain shoot through his chest and he clutched it. It wasn't physical pain, it was emotional.

"No, but let me tell you, she had gone through a lot," Soul mocked Kid, "and I am not going to let the same thing happen to her again."

Kid looked confused.

"You know why she hates boys so much?" Soul asked.

"Why?" Kid asked.

"This is a secret I am going to tell you and you only. You tell anyone I am going to slit your throat or make you suffer slow pain," Soul glared.

Kid gulped, but nevertheless held his ground and nodded.

"Her father cheated on her mother. Because of her father's womanizing ways, her mother divorced and left her, several years ago. She hadn't see her since. The only things she gets from her mother is postcards," Soul finished, "And the only thing she thinks of men is players who will throw her away when she isn't useful anymore."

"Well she trusts you," Kid pointed out, feeling jealous.

"Yeah, symmetrical OCD freak, she sure as hell does. And it was after EIGHT YEARS of constant dedication to prove her that I want to really be there for her. Finally she caved in and trusted me," Soul glared, "I knew she wouldn't fall in love with me and I accepted that. But I do not want her to end up with someone who loves her for her outward looks. She is still my meister."

Kid felt offended. How could Soul group him with lovesick boys?

"Don't play dumb. I bet in your mind you are going on and on about how Maka is SO SYMMETRICAL all the time from her appearances and the way she dresses. But I do not know if you ever fall for how her kind nature is. And if that is all you care about, her looks, then I am not letting you have her," Soul glared.

With that said and done, Soul left the classroom and left a stunned Death the Kid with his schoolbag in his hands.

[Afterschool]

Kid watched as Maka proclaimed that she would be the one to make dinner that night since she was tired of eating noodles two days in a row, and how Soul acted like a baby when she said no to ramen noodles.

"Hey, Kid? What's up? You are so out of it," Liz sent a worried glance at her meister.

"Nothing," Kid swiftly turned on his heels.

"Sis, I wanna watch Looney Toons on CN tonight!" Patty laughed and giggled like a baby.

Liz sweat dropped and chided her sister, "Patty, Kid is not in the mood. Bug him later."

Patty pouted but then died down her childishness a notch.

"Kid, spill it. I know you are hiding something from me and I will find out by the end of today so you might want to save yourself trouble and spill it NOW," Liz glared at her meister.

Kid gulped and knew Liz was right. Every time he tried to keep something a secret from her, Liz ended up wheedling it out of him. And it was a big blow on him.

"What do you think about Maka?" Kid asked.

"Hell a lot better than most of the girls at DWMA," Liz smiled, and then frowned, "Why?"

"Why do you favor her?" Kid asked.

"Because she is a very rational person. The other girls are drooling over your looks and it is sickening, to be honest. Girls who likes boys for their looks are scums," Liz blanched.

"Am I a scum?" Kid murmured.

This caught Liz off-guard and she said, "What?!"

"Am I a scum?" Kid repeated.

"Why would you say that?" Liz chided her meister.

"Am I a scum for admiring Maka's symmetry?" Kid now felt guilt eat him and felt that Soul's words were hitting the core perfectly which was weird knowing that Soul in every way was asymmetrical and lousy and a creep.

"Well…depends…is that all you see in Maka? If the answer is yes then you are scum," Liz said.

"I admire her symmetry, but I feel more than just looks, but I don't know what," Kid unconsciously put a hand on his heart.

Liz let out a big sigh of relief and knew her meister wasn't really drooling over image. Sure he might admire symmetrical girls but he likes really what their personality is inside. She had to agree with her meister that Maka is different from those girls, so no matter her meister is developing a foreign feeling in his heart.

Liz smirked but decided not to prod Kid any more than she can.

"I now officially know that you aren't scum," Liz chuckled, as she followed her younger sister and meister home.

[Death Room]

"Kishin Asura is coming and drawing even closer," Shinigami-sama paced back and forth, a surprising contrast to his cheery one.

"What are we going to do about it? Should we send someone?" Spirit asked.

"Maka and Death the Kid should go, alone," Shinigami-sama decided.

"B-But you can't be serious! Maka is just a meister! How are two meisters going to bring Asura down?!" Spirit was losing his head now.

"Have you forgotten? Your daughter is half weapon and half meister. If she can fully awaken her weapon blood and find a decent meister, which I hope will be Kid, then fighting off Asura will not be a problem," Shinigami-sama chided his weapon.

Spirit nodded but said, "This will be tricky, trying to awaken her weapon blood. I mean, she wants to be like her mother and her mother only after our divorce."

"Well that is your fault for making her only pursue being a meister," Shinigami-sama hit Spirit on the head, "But there is always called something called 'training' that we can have her do."

"And that is?" Spirit asked.

"We can ask her to come afterschool to focus on her energy flow and after several sessions she can finally become a weapon," Shinigami-sama felt proud of himself for a minute, "And she can read all about the history of weapons."

"That might be useful," Spirit groaned, clutching his head.

"Very," Shinigami-sama looked proud of himself.

"So when are you going to send them?" Spirit asked.

Shinigami-sama raised his hand and Spirit cowered back in fear. "I do not plan on sending them anytime soon."

"O-Okay," he was practically praying in his mind for someone to have pity on him to let him live.

"Until then, she just has to find out her power," Shinigami-sama agreed with himself.

"When do you want to ask Maka for training?" Spirit asked, clutching his head which was now throbbing. He didn't want to get another Shinigami Chop. So he decided to stay as rational as he could, and not try to provoke Shinigami-sama as much as possible.

Instead of hitting him on the head, Shinigami-sama lowered his hand and then stroked his mask to think of a time. Flashing a peace sign he said, "Maybe I can call her in Tuesday!"

"Papa will go call her!" Spirit now had an excuse to see her.

"On the other hand, please DON'T," Shinigami-sama sand and looked at his mirror, "I will just call her through a mirror."

Spirit went into a corner of loneliness, and started to wail loudly. At this moment, Kid and his weapons decided to show up, right when the drama was being staged with a spotlight. Liz groaned and said, "Good death, again? I thought he was done with this."

"Eh don't worry, he will be fine once he goes to a bar and flirts with TWENTY LADIES like Maka-chan said, right?" Shinigami-sama casted a glare at Spirit, and Spirit sobbed even louder.

"Dear death," Kid sighed.

"LOL look he is forming a pool of tears!" Patty pointed to the big puddle forming and by golly was she right. Kid sighed and then took his seat in his special 'chair' that he had made specifically for him to make sure that it was perfectly built to be symmetrical.

Liz sat Indian-style on the floor painting her toe-nails and reading gossip magazines to wait while her toes dried and Patty went ahead and colored messy 'asymmetrical' giraffes on a huge piece of paper with crayons again. Kid sighed in frustration and decided to focus on the mirror rather than Patty's infuriating lack of symmetry in her art.

[Maka and Soul's apartment: Meanwhile…]

"Ahh I feel so good!" Maka said as she and Soul cleaned the dishes.

"Why? You finally finished reading a thick book?" Soul raised an eyebrow. But then again, Maka would be slightly disappointed that 'good times' flew by so fast and then she would be really sad that she will never find a thick book as good as the previous one again.

"No…for once we didn't have noodles!" Maka chirped, and Soul groaned.

"Noodles never gets old, Maka!" He whined childishly before making his way for his bedroom. The door clicked and snoring was heard three minutes later and Maka shook her head in mock concern saying, "He never grows up, does he?"

Suddenly the kitchen mirror clouded and Shinigami-sama was flashing a peace sign saying, "Yo, Maka! Wassup~!"

"I should be asking you the same thing, Shinigami-sama," Maka said with alarm in her voice.

"Ehh~? Well I kinda have a favor for you to do…" Shinigami-sama awkwardly scratched his head, and Maka could feel the atmosphere tense up, and she knew who this was. Kid was getting jealous that his honorable father was asking someone else for help.

"If it is a mission, you should ask your son to do it. He looks like he could snap a tree in half…" Maka tilted her head to the side in curiosity.

Kid blushed and went back to normal. _Weird… _Maka thought, _but oh well._

"Not a mission, no…" Shinigami-sama stroked his mask again with his huge hand, "But rather some training to do. Come afterschool on Tuesday, if that is all right with you. I hope that you aren't struggling with getting the workload done…"

Maka followed his probing gaze and found out that Shinigami-sama was looking at her tall stack of books. Maka chuckled and said, "No they aren't my text books, they are the books I have in my personal library. I take them out by the handful to read."

"You have a big library?" Kid asked from his chair.

"No, just one big bookcase that has my favorite classics. I still go to the library to get books I don't have, if that is what you are wondering," Maka shrugged her shoulders, "I love reading!"

"AND IT WAS BECAUSE OF ME SHE DOES!" Spirit jumped up from his drama corner and stole the spotlight again.

"Here we go again, more nonsense," Shinigami-sama sighed and prepared his hand for another discipline chop on the head, hopefully enough to knock him out for six hours this time.

"As much as I am very depressed to admit it, he is right," Maka sighed.

"Maka you are so mean!" Spirit tried to stick his head through the mirror but ended up hitting his head with the preventive barrier.

Maka took a step back and said, "Whatever you old pervert. I bet you are going to forget me when you go to a bar and get in a lady's pants tonight."

Spirit freezes and the comically sobs silently in his drama corner which is already drenched in his tears, making Kid sigh in frustration on how he is going to now make this room symmetrical again, now that Spirit ruined one corner of the room.

"Well, yes, Shinigami-sama, I will come on Tuesday, if that is what you wanted to talk to me about," Maka sighed, completely ignoring her father.

"All right, thanks Maka-chan! See you~!" Shinigami-sama flashed out a peace sign before the mirror clouded back to normal.

Maka sighed and went and got ready for bed.

Meanwhile Maka slept in peace, Soul was disturbed greatly. Maybe he was too harsh on the young reaper, but it doesn't matter. Kid doesn't know Maka's secret and might want to possess her for being Kami's daughter.

Soul doesn't know who to trust and who not to trust, not with the world looking at Maka with lust-filled eyes.

Soul sighed with irritation and turned around in his messy bed and thought, only time will tell. He gave Kid a good warning and will not let him take advantage of his meister.

Clenching his fist in determination, he drifted off to sleep, and finally, there was peace and quiet in the apartment that the meister and weapon shared.

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TBC


	5. Reading Assignment

[Teusday Afterschool]

Maka sweat-dropped.

She stood in the Death Room and thank the gods that Kid and his two weapons weren't in the room. She would die on the spot if he found out she was a meister _and _a weapon.

"You're kidding me…right?" Maka sweat dropped and jabbed a finger at her father, "There is no way I inherited the pervert's weapon blood! I am a meister like mama!"

Shinigami-sama stiffened at the mention of my mom's name but nonetheless nodded with me in sympathy, "Don't worry, Maka-chan. You aren't a pervert."

She wiped her forehead several times like someone drew some weird thing on it with a permanent marker, and muttered, "I thought I got his weapon blood and I would laugh about it on the inside. But Shinigami-sama is serious!"

"Hard to believe, right?" Shinigami-sama nodded at the little hamster-like ball curled up in the drama corner, crying that his beloved daughter resents him even more for inheriting his weapon blood. Maka clapped her hands together and seriously hoped that she wouldn't be a scythe like her father or at least a _single _scythe like him. Her goal is to have less in common with her father as much as possible.

"While my perverted old senpai is crying his eyeballs out, I will assign you homework," Stein huffed in annoyance and handed me a thick book to read.

Stein sensei smirked, "You like thick books, right?"

I gulped and nodded, "Yeah?"

"Then have this read by Thrusday. We will have a verbal quiz over it. You pass, we go on. You fail, we stay at block one until you pass," Stein smirked at me and said, "So I really hope you do pass. I expect a lot of things from you."

I glared and said, "No you may not cut me open and look at my 'glorious insides'."

Stein-sensei's face fell and said, "I knew _that._"

But something at the back of my mind was telling me otherwise.

I sighed and packed the huge book in my book bag and was annoyed by the fact on how it stuck out from my bag. Now everyone will know something is up with me and that this book is beyond my explanations of a 'thick book'. I mentally celebrated that I did my homework early and now I have all the time to absorb what is in the book. Maybe I can start reading when dinner is over and by tomorrow, have half the book read.

I nod and say, "Is that all?"

"Yes. Good luck with your homework assignment," Stein smirked once more.

I inwardly grumbled as I left the Death Room. Somehow, Stein sensei is making me hate homework so much now.

oooooo

[Dinner Time]

Soul poked at my book bag, but didn't even bother opening the bag to see my thick book in it. I sighed as I twirled around the vegetable soup in the spot as he asked, "Oi, what is with the thick book in your bag? It looks heavy."

"It _is _heavy," I grumble.

"Then why did you select it?" he asked.

"Because Stein-sensei thought it is hilarious to dump reading assignments on his top student," I lied partially. He did enjoy dumping the book of complete history of weapons on me, knowing that I am an avid reader.

"What is it about?" Soul raised an eyebrow as I poured soup into bowls. I looked at him and didn't answer. As we sat down I stirred my soup.

"Ask Stein."

The rest of the meal was quiet when I said that. Soul didn't even think about probing me further, as Shinigami-sama had sent me a note along with the book I got and that said:

_Dear Maka-chan,_

_If anyone asks what is that book about, tell them to ask either me or Stein-sensei. If they do ask we will put them in detention._

_Good luck!_

_Shinigami sama_

"On the second thought, never mind," Soul shivered as he went back to his soup, and decided to drink the soup as fast as possible and then get to his homework. Serves him right. He had to borrow my notes AGAIN, which was the least I could do, or else it would be show my homework answers with the work attached to each answer.

I handed them to him and said, "When you are done with the homework, put them on top of my bag. Do not even THINK of looking in my bag or else I will report you to Stein-sensei."

"Why can't you tell me what is in the book?" Soul begged me.

"Well it is that or I will have to take you to Stein sensei to be dissected," I smirked at him as Soul sighed in defeat, took my notes and went to his room to do his homework.

I smirked and went to my room.

I changed into my yellow pajamas. Soul was yelling in his room, and I ran to his room and opened the door wide enough to see a cat lady smothering Soul into her breasts. (A/N: Yes I know this is not how Blair met the two but this is the way I want it to be in my story.)

"What the fudge?" I muttered.

"Maka, it isn't what you…! Mmph!" Soul got a major nosebleed and got pushed even further in the valley between her two mounds.

I facepalmed and poked the cat lady. She turned around, smiled at me, and let Soul drop to the floor. I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Are you a succubus?"

"No, nya! I am a magical cat lady with magical powers! I am Blair!" She sang happily.

I raised an eyebrow. A magical cat?

"So you aren't a succubus or a witch?" I asked. She quickly shook her head and I sighed in relief. If she was a witch then I would kill her on the spot.

She giggled like crazy and turned into a black cat with a witch hat. She meowed happily and said, "This is my true form!"

Soul was trying to get up and I sighed saying, "Look, Soul is busy. He needs to get his homework done. When he is done you can play with him all you want. For the meantime, come in my room."

Blair nodded happily and jumped into my outstretched arms. Soul gave me a tired smile and said, "Thanks, Maka. Now I can finish my homework in PEACE." He emphasized the last word to make sure Blair knew she was being a huge nuisance.

Blair, upon hearing this, started to shed fake tears, greatly amusing me. I pat the hat and said, as I turned around and closed his room, "There, there, Blair. You can play with Soul all you want when he is done with homework. He will get a bad grade for not doing it, and plus if he doesn't finish sooner, then you don't get playtime with him. Do you understand?"

Blair smiled happily and meowed, "I understand, nya!"

I smirked and went to my room. I asked her, "Are you hungry or can you wait until breakfast time? I do not know what to feed you…"

She said, "That's okay, I mean, you have a lot of reading to do, don't you? Maka-chan ne…" she trailed off, looking at the book on my bed, sweat-dropping at the size.

I smiled and said, "Don't worry, I am a fast reader. But if you aren't hungry, how about for breakfast some toasted chicken, sardines and a bowl of warm milk? I will get you cat food tomorrow."

Blair meowed happily and she skipped to a chair next to my bed. I made a makeshift bed on the seat of the chair and Blair snuggled underneath the blanket I put on her. Maybe she isn't much of a nuisance like Soul is. Maybe I might like some company when I read this long, boring book on the history of weapons assigned to me by Stein sensei.

I curled up on bed, and started reading my book, from page one.

[Three Hours later…]

I was three-quarters done of the book, more than I promised I would be done for tonight, and felt all the information sticking in my brain, probably because the book was a lot interesting than I previously thought. I yawned and checked the time on the alarm clock.

It was 11:00 p.m.

I guess I could call it a night. Putting a bookmark in the school bag, I made sure I had ALL of my homework in my bag, and was about to curl up when Soul knocked on my door.

I answered it and Soul was smiling at me with my notebooks in hand. He said, "Thanks for letting me use your notes. I am done with my homework."

I nodded, and Blair jumped in his arms squealing, "We are going to have so much fun~~~nya!"

Soul tried to get the cat off, but all resistance was futile. He spent his walk back to his room trying to pry the cat off of him.

I chuckled, and then hoped at the back of my mind, that they wouldn't do _it _when they get into Soul's room, but eh, that isn't any of my concern. That is, if Soul doesn't want his first time taken away. I was almost done with that book and have less reading to do.

I shut off the light, and let sweet sleep take over me.

oooooo

[Next day]

Blair was scratching at my door and I looked at the alarm clock. Six in the morning? This cat sure is an early riser like me. I opened the door and let Blair climb up to my shoulder.

I toasted chicken and salmon, and warmed up milk. I set the tiny spread in front of Blair and she happily dug into her meal. When she finished she said, "If you don't mind, do you mind burning my salmon or fish?"

I raised an eyebrow at this and said, "You like burnt food?"

"No just fish. I hope it isn't too much," She innocently said and I shrugged my shoulders.

"All right," I said.

Soul came downstairs and the two of us had milk and cereal. I raised an eyebrow and said, "I thought I would have to work my butt off trying to wake you up."

"Whatever," Soul mumbled.

I chuckled and thirty minutes later, I was in my school attire, and Soul was in his usual jacket and jeans. We took the motorcycle to school, and headed for Stein's class.

[Afterschool…]

It was tiring today. No don't judge me, all my homework is done, but now Kid and his weapons are interested in me because I have an unnaturally thick book with me which Kid, according to his photographic memory like mine, instantly pointed out the title of the book.

I glared at Liz, as those three cornered me in the hallway and said, "If you three interrogate me any further, then I will call Stein sensei."

"What do you need, Maka?" a tired voice came.

The three froze and I looked at him and said, "They were threatening me to spill why I have this book with me. Kid recognized the title."

Stein sent the three a glare and said, "You three want detention?"

Kid gulped, turning pink when he looked at me, saying, "N-No, I was just saying…"

"I don't care. Listen, she has some deal between Shinigami-sama and me. This doesn't concern you and your weapons and I do not care the least bit that you are the son of Death. I will give you detention if you probe Maka anymore. Leave now. Don't you have somewhere to be?" Spirit glared at the three.

"Uh, just going to the Death Room for a while to visit honorable father," Kid sweat-dropped.

"Well I will tell you that do not be there afterschool tomorrow. And do NOT ask why," Stein cut off Kid as he was going to open his mouth to speak.

"Yes, sensei," Kid muttered, and Liz and Patty were too scared to speak. Serves them right. I do not hate them, but I do not want anyone to find out. Especially Kid…

It felt like a hand tugging at my heart when I mentally mentioned Kid's name in my mind and I internally turned pink. It took me all my self control not to turn pink in front of him. I looked away to keep my icy mask on. It had to be that way for now, because I cannot risk them finding out my true identity now, of all times.

I turned to sensei and breathed out, "Thank you sensei."

Stein sensei looked at me and simply nodded before walking off. I made my way to Soul's motorcycle and climbed in after him.

oooooo

It was Soul's turn to cook tonight and he made noodles with peas and carrots as a halfway deal. When we were done with our dinner, Soul said he would clean the dishes. Nodding, I asked him, "Need my notes tonight?"

Soul shook his head and said, "I took notes, I can do it on my own."

I raised an eyebrow.

Soul.

Took.

Notes.

It took all my will not to burst out laughing up the stairs but felt happy he took SOME responsibility to do his own work. When I went to my room, I changed into my PJ's and curled underneath my covers.

I opened the book from my bookbag and started reading.

[Thirty minutes later]

"MEOW!" Blair screeched as she was thrown in my room. Soul slammed my door closed as he went to his room. I patted the chair next to me and she curled up there.

Blair read the title of the book and she tilted her head to the side and said, "Why are you reading a book on weapons? Are you a weapon?"

"Ask my teacher and he will beat you into pulp," I said in a monotone voice.

Blair shivered and said, "I was just asking."

"And I was just saying," I shrugged.

Blair pouted and curled into a ball and went to sleep.

[Three hours later]

I was done with the book. I re read some contents to see if there is anything I didn't absorb throughout my reading and found out I perfectly understood everything. I happily stretched and then put the book into my bag. I curled up in my bed, obviously ready for my 'quiz' tomorrow.

oooooo

[Next Day]

In the morning, Soul made eggs and bacon, and I was happy he wasn't dying for ramen noodles for breakfast. Don't ask, it just happens when noodles becomes like water to him and he must have it 24/7 sometimes. It becomes an 'element' that makes up his life water.

I slowly ate my bacon and eggs and slowly drank my orange juice. I took my time with dressing in my school attire and when we came to the front door, I re-adjusted the school bag strap around my shoulders and slipped on my combat boots with ease.

I grabbed onto Soul as we sped to DWMA. Once we got there, Soul parked his motorcycle and we went to Stein's class, as we were expected to have a big dissection of a rare species which no matter how we complain, he will not resist, because he wants to see the glorious insides.

I scoffed and twitched in irritation when Stein came in with a creepy smile and a pair of bloody scalpels and a baby komodo dragon strapped down to the desk. In the cage which he uncovered, were a cage full of those dragons.

Every one sweat-dropped at this, and I just sighed. Another day of bloody hands.

[Afterschool]

Stein sensei was wrapping up his lecture and gathering the dissected bodies while everyone ran to the restrooms to go throw up their meals.

I sighed and didn't care. It was a little revolting having to personally knock the dragons out with chloroform, but nonetheless I got a hundred percent while the stupid Ox boy got a ninety nine.

I went to the Death Room, walking past Kid and his weapons who shot me suspicious stares as to where I might be going. Kid wanted to follow me, and my heart tugged again, and I didn't know why, because I started to feel warm. When Stein sensei glared at Kid to quit lagging behind me, then I felt slightly disappointed.

We went to the Death Room and I sat down on the chair that Shinigami-sama had magically pulled out for me.

"Hi! Wassup! Ya ready for ya quiz?" Shinigami-sama flashed a peace sign at me.

I nodded and made sure that nobody was watching.

Shinigami-sama noticed and said, "Don't worry, I sense him going to the Gallows Mansion. Your secret is safe."

I swallowed and Stein sensei shuffled the papers.

"Your first question for this quiz is…" he started to ask. I mentally braced myself from my bookish knowledge for the answer.

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TBC


	6. Tensions

[Maka's POV]

Stein-sensei dropped the papers in his bag, and had his hand stretched out in front of him. I wondered if he wanted me to shake hands with him but then he would become rude and probably sanitize his hands right in front of me just to offend me. It then clicked to me what he was waiting for me to put in his hand. He wanted the book back. But does it mean I failed? I swear I studied hard!

Uncomprehending what he might be thinking, I blindly take the book, thick and heavy in my arms and gently place it in his arms. He sighed loudly, and said, "You passed."

Elation was an understatement on how happy I felt. I wish I could have a pair of wings right now and soar through the air, just like mama. But I had to keep my happiness in check if I do not want any more boring assignments from Stein-sensei, like getting another book to study more about weapons. I swear, one book is enough.

I nod, perfectly managing to keep a blank face as Stein sensei was thinking about what to do next.

"Now that you are perfectly situated with book knowledge of weapons, we will be doing training, first to turn your body parts into weapons, and then completely turn into a weapon. Then I would have to find the perfect meister for you. Apparently Soul isn't a meister and if he was, both of your wavelengths would be off," he sighed, turning the screw three times, as he felt like he was going off topic.

I nod, not daring to show any giddiness, or else who knows what he might do to me?

"Yes, we will start now," Stein sighed.

I nodded, and found it harder to contain my enthusiasm. Stein caught this and raised an eyebrow, and said, "I can feel you getting excited. And you need to tone it down or else you won't be able to summon your weapon side."

I nodded and knew that sensei was right. I breathed in and out, and calmed down whatever excitement I had. I took my time, not rushing and forcing myself to do anything. It all worked out on its own, and Stein smirked.

"Much better. Now close your eyes. Do not ask me why," he added before I could ask him why.

I nodded and didn't hesitate on doing so. "Now, imagine yourself as a gate. Control the flow of energy inside you. Once the energy flows through you, picture of where you would like your weapon to sprout out, for example: your arms, legs, back, or shoulders," I heard Stein's voice.

Internally nodding, I focused, and pretended, like he said, that I was a gate. I opened my gate, and let this newfound energy flow through me. I felt like I could tense up, but because of my deep breathing exercises, I felt unnaturally calm.

"That's it. Do you feel it? That is your weapon blood flowing through your veins," Stein was becoming amused in the background for some reason, but I don't really care.

I now pictured twin blades coming out of my shoulders and identical curved blades from my back. When I heard chairs being pushed back and Stein sensei murmuring in awe and Shinigami-sama's hand hit the floor, I opened my eyes.

Just as I pictured. I had a pair of beautiful blades and two curved blades from my shoulders and back.

"Amazing," Stein murmured, "It took you no time."

My blades were almost identical to Soul's. However my colors were hunter green and silver while Soul's was crimson red and black.

I eyed Stein in surprise, "Really? To me it took forever."

"That is because it is your first time. It took you only thirty seconds, which is amazing for first timers and a little slow for normal weapons," Stein explained and I knew what he was talking about. Soul takes no time to turn his hands into blades and he always turns into a full scythe in a few seconds.

A door opened, and I turned around to see Kid's jaw drop on the ground from shock. He goes next to his father and said, "Honorable father, what is the meaning of this?!"

My heart tightened to see him here, but I was angry. I turned to Shinigami-sama and said, "You promised that you didn't sense him nearby!"

"I did, but this came so fast! Kiddo must've taken his skateboard here!" Shinigami-sama held his hands up in defeat.

I face-palmed and then turned to Kid. I pointed my blades at him and said in a dark tone, "You saw nothing, got that?"

Kid was to paralyzed and then froze. I took this as a yes, and then focused on controlling my weapon blood. My inner gates closed, and the blades from my shoulders and back disappeared back into my body, once again.

"What is going on? I thought Maka was a meister!" Kid pointed a finger at me.

"Keep yelling and start broadcasting my daughter's secret all over DWMA," dad snuck up on Kid, and he glared at the young reaper with a pair of eyes that screamed bloody murder.

Kid didn't flinch and in turn, glared at my dad.

"What secret?" he said with a determined voice.

My dad promptly ignored Kid and looked at me, saying, "You wanna tell him or want me to tell him? If you don't want to, I can just force him to shut up."

Kid glared at my dad further and I sighed, fixing my pigtails, because my left one was one millimeter lower than my right one. Waving my hands I said, "I will say it. But do not go blurting it out." I know Kid can keep a secret or two, but I just don't trust boys overall, thinking of them as feisty little blabbermouths who can't do one thing in secrecy.

Kid was calm and had his golden eyes bored on mine. He was serious, and he wanted answers. Somehow, that action alone made my heart speed up a bit. _What is this feeling?_

"You were right. I am a meister," I started.

Kid nodded, but doubt filled his golden eyes. Typical guy.

"But I am a weapon, too," I said right after, and now confusion filled his eyes and a slightly irritated look filled Kid's face. I can understand that, I mean, how often do you meet meister and weapon in one person? Meisters marry meisters, and weapons marry weapons, at least to me. That is why none of the kids are meister/weapon hybrids at the school.

"How is that possible?" he asked.

"You want to know why?" I asked.

He nodded and I continued, "It is because my mom is a legendary meister and my dad is a death scythe. They got married at one point, had me, and then when I was a toddler, mom divorced dad and she left. I never saw her since."

He was starting to put two and two together, but I beat him to it.

"Save it. When you have a meister and a weapon marry on very rare case, child usually inherits one of the powers, but I got both. I decided, after my parents separated, that I would be like my mom, and my weapon blood was dormant this whole time. Get the picture?" I ask.

He nodded and I finished my explanation with a threat, "Do not tell anyone. If I hear that word got out about my supposed 'weapon' side, then I will come after you. Got it?"

He said, "Not even Liz or Patty?"

I glared and said, "No. The last thing I want is for me to die of unwanted attention."

He nodded, and I said, "Thank you sensei. When shall I come next time?"

"Tomorrow."

"I will be taking my leave now or else Soul will be whining like a baby," I rolled my eyes, and I took off, feeling a little off that now Kid knows his secret. He can be Death's son, and he can make me feel warm around him, but if he lets that secret out in the school and if I nearly die of unwanted attention, I will definitely have his head, shinigami or not.

I halted my rollerblades to a halt at the front of my apartment and decided that Soul and I haven't checked the mail in a week since we moved in the new apartment…

I pull out my keys and go to the little mailbox slots near our apartment complex and pull out a tiny stack of envelopes.

I walk up the stairs and look through the stack as I unlock the door and step in. Soul greets me and I give a shrug as I go through the bundle.

_Water bill…_

_Electricity bill…_

_Rent…_

_Gimmick…_

_Coupons…_

**An envelope from mom.**

I threw all the bills aside. Soul and I could find a way to pay half and half of the bill, we always do, and this is nothing big, since I made sure we didn't abuse our water supply or electricity.

"She sent me an envelope!" I pumped my fists in the air, "Yes!"

"Can't she just meet you personally?" Soul asked.

I stopped cheering and rubbed my chin. Looking at Soul, I said, "Yeah you got a point. But a letter or a post card is better than nothing, right?"

Soul nodded.

I ripped open the envelope and found a post card. Grumbling to myself, I said, "Why can't you just mail the post card? Why have envelopes?"

The postcard had the picture of Mount Fiji, the place she must've visited last, being a god she is, airports and tickets are highly unnecessary. The word scrawled beautifully in the corner was, _love._

She usually works in riddles and the words on the postcards she sends me has words that really have something to do with my life.

I sigh happily and put it in my album of all my post cards. For good purpose, I went through the previous ones I got from Mom. I felt a tiny weight on my shoulder and found Blair in her cat form, looking with interest at the post-cards I got.

"Your mama sure thinks about you? Nya," she asked.

I nodded happily and said, "She sends me postcards with one inspirational word on it."

I ran my hand over the last word…

_Love…_

I wonder what mother wants me to find out from this word.

[Normal POV]

Unknown to Maka, her mother was watching her happily, high in the night sky.

"Oh Maka…growing up so fast," Kami sighed as she tucked a golden strand behind her ear.

"Indeed," a voice came from behind her.

Kami turned around and then twisted her face in disappointment, "Shinigami."

"Kami," Shinigami-sama curtly nodded.

"What are you doing here?" Kami was getting annoyed. She doesn't know why Shinigami-sama seems to be everywhere. Lately she felt her top priority was to avoid Shinigami-sama rather than see her own daughter more often than she did before.

"You know that she can't keep it in forever. Asura is coming after her," Shinigami-sama looked at Kami, who glowered at the mention of the hateful name.

"And I will make him go through me before he can land a finger on my daughter," Kami glared at some clouds.

"You know that isn't possible," Shinigami-sama looked at her with fondness. He knew what this was, parental love.

"I know…I just don't Maka to be hurt. I don't want anyone to find out," Kami chewed on her lip to hide her frustration, but he noticed it and she inwardly groaned.

"Everyone knows Kid is my son. No one tries to throttle him," Shinigami-sama reasoned with Kami.

"Yes, but she is _my _daughter. Her real name is Minerva or Athena. An angel or goddess. Get the jist? They will probably mock her for being from heavens!" Kami threw her hands up in the air.

Shinigami-sama raised an eyebrow.

"Oh please do not act like my dense 'husband' Spirit. Don't you feel how weird it is for her to say 'Oh god!' or 'Good heavens!" or 'Thank god'?" Kami tried to convince him.

Shinigami thought about it to all the times he heard his son mutter about how Maka never mentioned death in her outbursts. She always said god, heavens, and goodness. It wasn't an insult, but it was merely her habit to do so.

"I get what you mean, Kami," Shinigami-sama said, "But I do not know why you turned your back on me."

Kami knew what he was talking about. Shinigami-sama had proposed to her, but she denied for some reason. She didn't want to give birth and have her child in tremendous danger. It would be terrible for Maka. Therefore she chose Spirit, thinking he was decent enough, yet she deemed him unworthy to look over her child when she saw Spirit go and flirt with numerous ladies, secretly hoping her daughter doesn't get twenty boyfriends and turn into a playgirl, even if there is one.

Kami closed her eyes, and said, "I did what was best for Maka."

"I could've protected her as much as I do to Kid-kun," Shinigami-sama brought up another point, but Kami scoffed.

"Why do that? I bet you have a wife," Kami grumbled.

"I don't actually. Never had one," Shinigami-sama removed his mask to show his face, an older version of Kid's face, with symmetrical sanzu lines going around his black hair.

"What do you mean he doesn't have a mom?" Kami asked. That is weird.

"He was born from my soul. A part of my soul to be exact," Shinigami-sama sighed, his voice not comical anymore.

"Oh so you can do that? Then why have a wife when you can just have a child born from yourself?!" Kami felt her feelings toyed with.

"Because I felt there was no one else to love," Shinigami-sama sighed, "And I want better for my son. I do not want him to go down the same hill as me.

"Well Maka gets to choose anyone to love. No forcing it on her," Kami eyed the death god with suspicion.

"It is all a matter of time, Kami. I will just watch and see how everything unfolds. However if Maka or Kid fall in love or if they ask for advice, you can't stop it," Shinigami-sama eyed Kami. He knew Maka was identical to her mother, and knew she would be hard-to-get like her.

"Fine, BUT…" Kami pointed downwards, "It all happens naturally. No interfering."

Shinigami-sama sighed, but nodded. He then abruptly put back on his mask and said, "I have to get back to the Death Room. Until we meet again…Kami."

Kami involuntarily flinched at the way he melodiously said her name but nodded and watch Shinigami-sama float back to the academy.

"DWMA…huh?" Kami smiled, "Maka is going to be such a good meister, just like me."

oooooo

[Maka's POV]

I woke up. I felt so stiff and a finger poked my shoulder.

"Wake up already, nya…" Blair continued to annoy me, "It isn't good for your joints. Doesn't your body hurt? Nya…"

I went into a sitting position and felt my joints slightly pop back into place. It felt disgusting, and a little pain flashed through me, but I guess I am fine.

"Not much," I shrugged and then picked up burning smell, "is the house on fire?"

"Nope~!" Blair squealed, "I made my own breakfast! Burnt fish!"

My stomach dropped, and I remember the first time I met her, she said she liked her fish burnt, but if she wanted it so badly right now, she could just ask me!

I jumped up, grabbed the skillet, and sprayed the whole kitchen down with fire extinguisher because apparently the kitchen was catching on fire.

I eyed her, now in her cat form and said, "Blair…"

She cringed and I sighed, "If you want burnt fish. Wake me up. I will make it for you. Or if I don't wake up try Soul. He isn't hard to wake up when you press your chest in his face."

Blair flushed a bit but nodded in shame.

I gave her the pan since she isn't finicky about having a personalized cat bowl or stuff like that. She said, "Man it sucks."

I said, "Well if you want I can burn it carefully tonight. I will make sure that the skin is burnt but the insides are fine."

She nodded and forced her fish down.

I sighed and Soul came in the kitchen and had eyes the size of saucers when he saw lots of foam and said, "I guess we have to scrub it down? What happened?"

"Blair wanted to make her own breakfast, and burnt it. Its fine, I told her to ask me. It won't take long to scrub it down but you are going to help me," I glared at him to make sure he doesn't back out because cleaning the house isn't 'cool' for him.

Soul nodded and internally thought how in the first place he ever got in this situation.

"Soul, eat quickly, and I think we should head for school," I looked at his wristwatch.

Soul shrugged his shoulders and stuffed something in his jacket which he claimed to be his 'breakfast'. I didn't want to go into what he calls 'motherly mode' and make him eat something. Heck I am making him eat so that he has enough energy to stay AWAKE in class and then doesn't probe Stein-sensei to completely dissect him and see Soul's 'glorious insides', though I hardly see what is so glorious about seeing bloody organs.

I shrugged and we went towards the academy, on Soul's motorbike.

When we got there, there were murmurs going around, and I just sat in my normal seat, not the one RIGHT next to Kid and his weapons, which hurt me but made me feel thankful.

Sid the zombie teacher came in and said, "Yeah today you won't be having your normal class. If you remember correctly, today is a field day." (A/N: I had to make up a name for the duels… :P)

Field day?

"Any of you who cannot stomach that, it means duels. Meister and your weapons will be fighting with each other until one pair stands."

My heart dropped. What if the final horrible moment comes and I have to go against Kid? What if Soul gets thrown to the side? Do I use my weapon side?

I see Stein stand next to Sid, and they divide us in half. Soul and I are on Stein's side, and Kid and his weapons are on Sid's side.

What do I do?

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TBC


	7. Love and War

(A/N: Sorry but if you wanted to have a fighting scene, there is lots more to come in this series so I do not want to do one between DTK and Maka, now. If I did that, I would accidentally make them seem like little cats fighting over yarn. Do not ask how.)

[Maka's POV]

I won.

My side was hurting, and a sharp pain stung from the side where Kid had aimed his Death Canon move. Soul's reflection came from the scythe, and he eyed my pain with anger in his eyes. He transformed into his human form and said, "Maka, are you all right?!"

I huffed, and said, "It's fine, Soul."

I looked at Kid. He was lying on the floor with his two pistols laying on the floor without a thought. Suddenly Liz and Patty turned into human form and huffed hard. They didn't have the energy to get up.

I smiled and went over to Kid, and lent out my hand.

He looked at me with a surprised look and said, "You aren't going to gloat your victory?"

I gave him a confused stare and asked him, "Why would I do that?"

Kid looked past me and I followed it to see Soul being all proud of himself for beating Kid's butt in the showdown.

"Soul, quit it," I glared at him. I am thinking that at some goofy moments, Soul sure does get full of himself.

Kid sighs in relief when Soul melts underneath my glare and stops his victory dance.

I smile and then look back at Kid. I say, "Come on. Let's go to the infirmary to get patched up, shall we?"

Kid looked at me, before flashing the very first smile I ever saw.

"Wow, he never smiles," Liz murmured.

"Kid's got a girlfriend~" Patty teases. Kid went red in the face and I inwardly panic.

"S-Shut up, y-you two," he says as he takes my hand and I pull him up to his feet. Liz sighs and picks herself up and hauls up Patty. She rolls her eyes and inwardly was planning to make her meister do a public love confession.

"Whatever you say," Liz said.

"Hey asymmetrical freak! Stop slowing us down and let's go!" Soul was waving over. Kid started to tremble and Liz shot Soul a death glare.

I didn't know what was going on until Kid was on the ground on all fours, wailing to himself, "YOU'RE RIGHT! I AM HARDLY SYMMETRICAL! IF MY SANZU LINES CANNOT BE SYMMETRICAL, THEN I AM SHINIGAMI GARBAGE! I DESERVE TO DIE! LEAVE ME OUT ON GARBAGE DAY!"

Liz slapped her forehead and said, "Soul, I do not care who you are, but you OWE me for this."

I sigh and say, "Kid, he is a lot asymmetrical than you are. Don't worry, I mean, you do have a very symmetrical heart!"

Kid quieted down, significantly and got up, saying, "Really?"

I laughed and said, "Yeah! I mean look at you! You symmetrically got dirt on yourself!"

To prove my point, I pointed at his knees and elbows and palms and shoe tips which had equal amount of dirt, and Kid's eyes widened. I thought he would fall on the floor screaming his head off saying that he is furthermore garbage for being dirty, but instead he smiled.

"You're right," he warmly smiled, before wincing.

"Did you get hurt, too?" I asked, offering to help carry him, despite the stinging in my own side.

"Yeah, but I got hurt on my left side. Should I get hurt on the other side to be symmetrical?" Kid asked me and in the background Liz face-palmed, Patty snickered, and Soul shook his head in mock dismay at the scene.

I glared at them and turned to Kid, saying, "No, you know what? I think you should get better quickly so that you are symmetrical on both sides."

Kid thought about it and for one horrible moment I thought he was going to drown in another OCD attack about he is Shinigami garbage if he is not symmetrically hurt. I braced myself for the impact, mentally, but he just smiled again, somehow making my heart leap out again. I mentally clutched my rapidly beating heart and asked myself, _what is this feeling?_

oooooo

"There you go!" Nygus sensei smiled warmly as she patched me up, last, as I had stubbornly refused to go before anyone. I wanted everyone feeling better, before I care about myself.

I smiled and said, "My side hurts a lot. Can I have something to relieve the pain?"

Nygus sensei rubbed her chin for a while before saying, "I will give you a bottle of acetaminophen. If it doesn't get better, just ask me." With that, she handed me a sample size of an unopened bottle of the pain killer.

I nodded and slipped that into my skirt pocket.

I opened the door and left after saying goodbye to the nurse and greeted Soul, Kid, and Liz and Patty.

"Hey guys. Sorry for the wait," I said.

"What took so long?" Soul complained.

I frowned and said, "Nygus sensei said I got a pretty hard hit, and she imagined the pain must be excruciating so she gave me a bottle of painkillers, Soul."

Soul's pout turned into a deep frown and he directed it at Kid with intensified hate. Oh yeah, that hit was from his Death Canon…

Liz and Patty look at me with tears dripping down their faces comically and I sweat-drop and say, "You know I am not going to chop your heads off like Soul, right? It was kind of part of the fight…"

They turn so happy after that and I see her blush when she looked at Soul. Turning slightly curious, I read her soul and saw that her normally peppy pink soul was tinted with red on the cheeks. She is in love…and it is so amusing.

I smirk and go to her and whisper in her ear, "I think someone is in love."

Liz turned panicked, and Patty started to laugh and I just innocently smiled.

"H-How do you know?" she stuttered.

"Onee-chan's lovey dovey…" Patty started to taunt Liz.

Liz turns all red and I whisper once more and say, "I know you are in denial mode. But when you become lovesick enough to admit your love for my weapon, come to me. I know that idiot inside out, and I can help you. I know very well that Soul likes you too."

Liz froze and Soul perked up his head, saying, "You said something, Maka?"

I innocently smiled, much to Liz's red face, and said, "Nothing. Let's get back to class, _shall we_?"

Patty laughed like a maniac and dragged Liz, who was too shocked to move on his own. Soul shrugged his shoulders and turned pink when he saw Liz being yanked out of sight and ran after them for Patty to quit tugging on her sister. I was left alone with Death the Kid.

"What did you tell Liz?" Kid raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't you know?" I asked him.

He shrugged.

"Liz is in love with Soul," I smirk. Kid's eyes widen and then he thinks about it to himself.

"Well that makes sense," Kid hits his forehead symmetrically with both palms and then faces me as we walk, "She was always on the internet with columns on love advice. Heck the last article she read was '101 signs that show when you are in love'."

I sigh, and say, "She just doesn't want to admit it, doesn't she?"

Kid shook his head and said, "No. But then again, if I were to fall in love, I wouldn't want to admit it at first. I guess it would be part pride and part fear of being rejected at first time confession?"

My heart wrenched. He isn't in love? My heart shrunk at this, but I managed to keep a straight face. I nod along with him to hide my hurt.

We walked over to class, and got in, and found that the class was out for the rest of the day.

"YAHOO! I BET YOU CANNOT BEAT ME IN A RAMEN EATING CONTEST!" Black*Star arrogantly points a finger at Soul.

"I bet you will eat only one bowl before you back out like a kitty," Soul snickers.

"I KNOW A GOOD RAMEN PLACE! IT SEEMS THAT YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO CHALLENGE YOUR GOD! LET'S GO TO THAT NEW RAMEN PLACE RIGHT NOW TO SEE WHO IS SUPERIOR!" Black*Star puts a foot on a desk.

"Fine," Soul said, "But you are paying."

Black*Star grumbles about how it is very rude to make god pay for an eating contest but Soul countered it saying that God must be rich and if Black*Star cannot afford to pay for enough ramen for an eating contest he must be poor and not fit to be God.

Then the both of them whirled out of the classroom and Liz and Patty went after them to watch and Tsubaki went after them in fear that they might tear the place apart.

I was sitting next to Kid, AGAIN, and I just brought out a book and just started to read, possibly hoping to get rid of my anxiety of him sitting next to me again. I was hoping some girls or fan club would sweep him away from me so I could calm my heart down, but it seems that forming fan clubs and infatuation is kind of prohibited in DWMA, because no one even gets near Kid.

"Have you been in love?" he asks out of the blue, making me drop my book.

"What kind of question is that?" I scoff, trying to pick up my book, but a hand with a skull ring keeps the book pinned to the table.

"Answer my question, Maka," Kid said impatiently.

I scoffed and said, "It hardly matters."

Hand roughly planted themselves on my shoulders, and turned me around, making me stare into angry golden eyes, and that even scared me a bit. The hands grinded my shoulders to the point that pain shot through me, and I choked out, "I-It hurts."

My faint voice wasn't heard as no one was in the room as us and Kid never lessened his grip on me, making me cringe in pain furthermore.

"What do you mean, it hardly matters?" he asked me, a voice barely above an angry whisper.

"Why would it matter to you if I was in love? Aren't you indifferent to the subject?" I looked at him with hurt eyes, and then lowered it, so I didn't have to meet his face.

He let go of me, and I saw that from underneath my bangs that my words hit harder than they should've. He took the shock too hard, and I didn't care. He just told me he didn't care about love, and it hurt.

I took my books and bag and ran out of the room.

I couldn't face life this way, and I definitely cannot face Kid if he just tells me in the face he doesn't know love, because then I do not know if I truly want to confess to him, if he is just going to trample my heart.

I can't live with abuse ever, ever again.

oooooo

[Normal POV]

Maka ran out of the room, barely concealing small tears pricking at her eyes. She unknowingly ran past her own partner, who was coming back at the classroom to tell her to come home.

Soul was confused. What is going on with her?

Going into the classroom, his crimson eyes narrowed dangerously at the person who made his meister cry.

"Kid."

"Soul."

"What the hell. I told you to know your place," Soul was bubbling inside with anger.

"I didn't do anything," Kid simply said.

"Then why, why, why..." Soul trailed off, "did the hell I see _my meister _run out of the classroom with tears in her eyes?"

Kid was ticked off. Why is Soul so possessive around Maka.

"What do you mean, 'yours'?" Kid asked, jealousy filling him up again.

"Yeah, I mean mine," Soul said, "I mean, she is my meister and I am her weapon and she is as close as a sister to me. I told you this already, and you still think we have intimate feelings."

Kid felt snapped in half, his patience gone. He almost wanted to let this albino get a taste of his wrath but he didn't want to because of the possible fear of making his honorable father's school, asymmetrical, and he wants to avoid that. But if he needs to do it to win Maka, he could do it with his father's permission, but he most likely would say no to not resort to violence.

"I can see your infatuation with her, and it is sickening. You need to stop if you do not love her, because trust me, she has gone through worse," Soul pointed a finger angrily in Kid's direction.

Kid, now ticked off, yanked his stuff and went right in front of Soul's face and seethed, "You might think that I only love her for her symmetry, but I don't. You need to know where to stick your asymmetrical face in before I correct it for you."

Soul shivered at Kid's threat. But then Maka's sad face came back and reasoned with his mind to keep his guard strong.

Soul glared, then smirked, "Then prove it to me."

Kid's glare got washed off his face in an instant.

"Huh?" He asked, becoming extremely pale, like death, which was ironic since he is Death's son.

"Prove it to me," Soul repeated, "that your feelings are real. If you do, then she is yours, if she opens up to you, that is."

"And if I don't?" Kid asked.

"I will make sure you never get to see her face again. I will make sure she gets happiness. And do know, if you win her, I will hit you where the lights do not shine if you make her cry. One. Single. Time," Soul smirked at Kid before walking off.

Kid was stunned. Never had he seen a weapon so protective of his meister like right now.

Pushing the thoughts to the side, Kid clenched his fists in anger at the fact that Soul thinks he likes Maka for her symmetry! How absurd! It is as despicable as being as one of those annoying asymmetrical girls that drool over him, hoping that he would one day return those fake feelings.

oooooo

Maka sniffled, as she turned the soup in the pot. She was so depressed that after giving burnt salmon and hearing Blair's endless jokes, she still felt swamped.

"What's up with you?" Blair jumped on the counter, making sure to stay a safe distance away from the pot, in her true form.

"Nothing…" Maka droned off.

"Maka-chan, staying with you for several weeks has told me how you are inside out. What happened today that made you so soggy right now?" Blair prodded Maka again and the blonde sighed internally. The cat is even sharper than her weapon. That was one trait she had desperately hoped Soul would get, but apparently the albino tends to be too airheaded (in her view) to notice all the small things, unlike Blair herself.

Maka sighed, "Guys are so weird…"

Blair smirked in her cat form and meowed, "So…which one did you fall for? Is it that cute kid with white stripes in his hair? Maybe he might like to take a bath with me?"

Maka sighed and said, "Yeah, and no he wouldn't want to take a bath with a seducer."

Blair pouted but then put a cat paw on her chin as she thought, "So did the two of you get in some kind of fight? Lately I have seen you blushing and getting easily provoked. Now you seem like you are PMS'ing all of a sudden."

Maka wished that if Blair was in her human form, she would gladly slam a nice encyclopedia down on the head. But she kept her cool in check as she added a pinch of salt and switched off the gas stove and set two soup bowls on the table.

"Yeah, we did. Apparently, he knows nothing of love," Maka murmured as she poured soup into the bowls and set out the sandwiches.

"What? To think that he knows everything since he is 'the god of death'," Blair lifted her purple cat paws to air quote kid.

Maka nodded, knowing Blair hit a chord. She sighed and said, "I don't know now what to do, I mean, I fell for him. But he doesn't know anything about having intimate feelings or just a little emotion, then I don't want to risk getting my heart shattered confessing to him, which he would obviously turn down."

Blair nodded, understanding Maka's plight.

"I know where you are going Maka, but…" Blair trailed off.

"But what?" Maka raised an eyebrow at the purple cat.

"Isn't your heart already broken?" Blair looked at Maka with a knowing look on her face.

Maka didn't know what to say to that. Blair was right. Her heart was already torn in two.

"What I mean is, yeah you haven't confessed to him yet, but you got hurt thinking that he will never love you the way you love him, and that is not true, Maka," Blair said, "You fell in love with him, but now you need to give him time to realize his feelings for you. Love takes its own pace, Maka. Be patient."

Maka was about to respond, when the door clicked and Soul opened the door.

"I'm home!" Soul announced.

When he saw the dinner already made, he panicked and said, "Maka, it is my turn to make it today!"

Maka shook her head and said, "its okay. Make it tomorrow."

Soul was about to argue but then smiled once he found his meister smiling a bit more.

At the back of his mind, he was secretly fueling, a challenge with the young shinigami.

He wants to know, if the young grim reaper is worthy of having his meister's heart.

If not, then he knows right what to do.

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TBC


	8. A New Threat

[Two weeks later…]

Underneath from the DWMA, there apparently was a lot of shuffling.

Asura was resurrected. Medusa cracked an evil smile as she watched Asura awkwardly stretch around in his nude form.

"Finally," Medusa snarls with happiness, "I don't have to replace you."

Asura stopped, mid-way in his stretching. He sent Medusa a confused stare, and Medusa's snake-like smile only grew more. "I was worried if you never woke up, I would have to convert my pathetic son, Crona, into the new demon god. But there is nothing as insane as you are, Asura," Medusa cracked.

"Be quiet, little sister," Arachne elegantly entered the room and narrowed her spider-like eyes at her snake sister when she saw her sister trying to irritate the demon-god.

"No can do, _onee-sama,_" Medusa smiled so eerily that she sent shivers throughout Arachne's body. Her sister really had more plans up her sleeves, that is, if she had any.

"So what are you going to do now, Asura-sama?" Arachne bowed deeply to the demon god.

Asura smiled an insane smile, "I think that the daughter of the heavens would make a perfect bride, ne?"

"You mean Maka Albarn? I thought she is supposed to be with Shinigami's other son, that brat, what was his name?" Medusa rubbed her chin, "Death the Kid. Or may I call him, Kiddy."

Asura growled at the mention of his little brother. Kid. Kid is loved by Shinigami, not him. Death the Kid is praised and showered with lots of love, admiration, and attention, not him. Death the Kid is constantly needed, appreciated, while him, Asura, the demon god, is nothing but an outcast in the eyes of Shinigami.

His own father that gave birth to him.

Apparently he is just seen as an enemy in the eyes of Shinigami and his little 'students', but Asura didn't care one little bit.

"Yes, I mean her. _Maka Albarn…_" Asura internally was pleased how well Maka's name rolled off his tongue, "I will stop at no costs to have her."

"You mean devour her? She got a hell of a mother waiting to kick ass up there," Medusa pointed a finger towards up.

"I do not mean that way," Asura smirked.

"Puh-lease, your whole demeanor right now screams 'I am hungry' right now," Medusa rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Medusa!" Arachne glared at her little sister, but Medusa ignored her.

"Oh wait, you did say bride. Whatever," Medusa shrugged.

"Is it because you like Dr. Stein?" Eruka asked, who was standing next to her side.

"Shut up, froggie. He has a beautiful dark heart," Medusa cracked a smile.

Asura smirked evilly before hiding his face behind his cascading layers of scarves made from his own skin. Maka Albarn, the daughter of Kami-sama, the god of Heavens, oh what a tasty little catch she will be. Even if he cannot snag Kami-sama, he can take Shinigami's most valuable asset away from him and make him suffer more pain than possible.

Arachne glowered at her sister behind her fan, her spiders walking up the walls of Asura's mansion. Medusa had snakes appear out of nowhere so her sister doesn't surprise attack her. It was going to be a bloody fight.

"Arachne," Asura smirked.

"Yes, Asura-sama?" Arachne bowed down deeply.

"Bring to me, Maka Albarn, untouched. If you fail, then I will kill you this time for sure," Asura glared at the spider witch.

"Hai, Asura-sama," Arachne smiled.

"And bring her by yourself. Do not send anyone to get her," Asura knew Arachne would just simply send Giriko and Mosquito to do her work for her.

"H-Hai," Arachne bowed once more and fled out of the room.

oooooo

In the Death Room, Shinigami-sama froze. He sensed madness length in the room, even though it was very faint, it was there.

Spirit was alert by his side. Peering through the mirror, he said, "Shinigami-sama, you should look at this. Was the sky always red?"

Alarmed, Shinigami-sama spurred to the window as fast as he could. When he came, he said, "Holy Death."

Spirit humorlessly chuckled and said, "I thought you were Death."

"You know, if the sky didn't have patches of red in the normal blue sky, then I would totally Shinigami-chop you right now," Shinigami-sama muttered as he continued to stare out the window and watch with a horrified expression.

"What's going on?"

No, it wasn't Death the Kid and his two weapons. For some mind-blowing reason, it was Kami. And she was beyond pissed. Her emotions went on overdrive and hell could be easily smothered with the aura she was giving off.

"KAMI!" Spirit made an attempt to hug the goddess, but she glared at him.

"Kami…CHOP!" Kami brought down her fist on Spirit's head, and Shinigami-sama sighed in relief.

"Thank you. He was getting quite annoying lately," he sighed, as he asked Nygus to wheel Spirit out of the room so they could talk.

"What is going on? If my daughter is in danger I am having her being pulled out of your school," Kami glared.

"She is the only one who can fight the Kishin. His insanity will stop at nothing to have her, and I will try my best to prevent him, but in the end, Maka will be the one dealing with the finishing blow," Shinigami-sama sighed.

Kami glared at the ground. She knew that Shinigami-sama was right, and that he would make sure that Asura doesn't touch Maka. But she felt useless that she had to put her god's duty over Maka, making her feel as worthless as Spirit who flirts rather than paying for Maka's living necessities.

"You feel dejected, don't you?" Shinigami-sama put a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see his mask in hand and his true face showing.

Kami nodded and suddenly had no power to go against him, "I just feel so terrible not to pull her out of trouble. I can't even have time to be an actual mother to her."

Shinigami-sama took his hand and scratched his head and said, "Nonsense. You are doing an excellent job by making sure from afar that she is safe. She can't be near you because none of my students know you are her daughter. And you are doing a huge favor for Maka-chan by helping her feel safe from unwanted attention. And if you are still worried no matter what I say, when we are alone, she always goes on and on about how much she wants to be just like you."

Kami's heart warmed up. Maka still cares about her despite the fact she cannot make a proper visit to her own daughter.

"See? I told you. She loves you very much and thinks about you 24/7," Shinigami-sama flashed a peace sign to Kami, who smiled back.

"Listen…" Kami trailed off.

"Yes, Kami?" Shinigami-sama perked up his head to listen to the god of heavens.

"I don't think…it would be bad if my daughter ended up with your son," Kami twiddled with her thumbs nervously.

Shinigami-sama smiled a bright smile, and let her continue.

"If Kid can keep Maka safe, then there is no other person I want Maka to end up with, than him," Kami kept her eyes on the mirror, reflecting the red sky.

"Do not worry. When they fight the Kishin together, I will lend them my strength. Maka will defeat Asura once and for all and nothing will touch her," Shinigami-sama put a hand on Kami's shoulder.

Kami uneasily smiled, but nodded, and went back to staring at the mirror before she announced that it was time she went. She didn't want to deal with being near Shinigami-sama too much or else she would feel guilty all over again, for rejecting him all those years ago.

oooooo

Maka came inside the classroom, feeling ticked off of what Kid had said, two weeks ago, from when they had fought.

Taking the bottle of acetaminophen, she went to the water fountain and gulped down two pills.

"You all right?" Soul asked, being very much worried about Maka's safety.

"Hardly," Maka glared at the pills.

"What are those?" Soul asked.

"Pain killers," Maka answered while clutching the side where Kid's attack hit her. Soul saw this and was deeply angry at the fact that Kid aimed at a delicate spot. Little did he know how much the young reaper was worried about the blonde meister.

"How did you get it?" Soul asked.

"Nygus sensei gave it to me when she bandaged me up. Apparently it doesn't do anything to lessen my pain and my right side scar isn't healing. I haven't awoken as mom's immortal daughter, so I am still a mortal," Maka whispered the last part, "So I have slow healing mechanisms."

Soul nodded, and said, "Shall I help you get to the nurse's office? To get stronger pain killers?"

Maka was going to protest when she knew Soul was right.

"How are we going to get your one witch soul?" Maka asked as the two made the way to the infirmary, "I mean, we already have 99 pre-kishin souls."

"I do not know. The best thing is that not to make any assumptions. Good thing we didn't attack Blair, or else we would have had to start from scratch," Soul shrugged. (A/N: Refer to how they first met Blair in my story, and you will get it that unlike the series, they didn't attack her.)

Maka nodded, "For one moment, I thought she was a witch."

"You need to stop it, you know," Soul said all of a sudden.

Maka scrunched up her eyebrows in confusion, "Stop what?"

"Caring about others all the time and putting your physical, mental, and emotional needs all the way last. You are too selfless and kind," Soul muttered.

Maka smiled and said, "It makes me, me. It is asking you to have a sudden neat personality."

Soul knew what Maka was saying past her teasing. Asking her to be a little selfish was asking her to be completely opposite of herself, and that isn't what she can do. She can't just become a little concerned for herself because she molded herself to care about others more than herself.

"We're here. I will pick you up when you are done, okay?" Soul said.

Maka shook her head and said, "No. Stay in class. Stein has been telling me you have been failing his material and that isn't good. Get your grades up, all right?"

"Yes, _mommy_," Soul whined.

A hand slammed down on his head and Soul grabbed his head in surprise.

"What the heck, Maka?!" he said.

Maka smirked and withdrew her hand and said, "That, my friend, is for mimicking me as mom."

Soul groaned and Maka ushered her off, "Now shoo."

Soul whined once more and said, "I'm going, I'm going…"

Maka sighed before opening the door to see Nygus sensei writing something down. Putting her pen down she wheeled around to smile at Maka behind the bandages on her mouth and said, "Hello, Maka, what do you need?"

"Um, you see, the pain medication isn't that strong, so could you give me something stronger? I just took two pills and the pain is throbbing," Maka twiddled with her fingers.

Nygus sensei's face scrunched up with confusion and said, "That's funny. Is the gash healing?"

Maka nodded and said, "Little by little. I am making sure not too much exertion goes on the gash."

The nurse sighed in relief and then went back to all seriousness. She wheeled and rummaged in the cupboard before pulling out ibuprofen.

"This is stronger. Do NOT eat this on an empty stomach. When you take this, make sure to take it after a meal, when you have something in your stomach," Nygus sensei instructed as she handed the bottle to Maka.

Maka nodded and said, "Okay."

Nygus sensei checked the clock and said, "It is probably time that you made it back. It is about lunch time right now."

Maka nodded and made her way back to the hallways and into the cafeteria. The moment she sat down at a random table, the twin Thomson sisters were quick to sit down as well. They both weren't bubbly but on the contrary, worried.

"Where did you go?" Liz asked.

"Nurse's office," Maka said, "My side still hurts, and she gave me stronger painkillers. But do know that it isn't both of your faults."

Liz nodded, but looked over to see her sister depressed over her drawing. She thought that Patty thought her drawing sucked till the point she started mumbling things about how she hurt Maka-chan.

"Shh, Patty, she said it was okay," Liz went over and hugged the younger Thompson.

Maka shut her eyes and a blue light filled as she snapped them open.

"Intruder alert."

Liz and Patty became deathly pale as Soul rushed over and sat next to Maka.

"What happened?" Soul asked.

"A witch is coming near. A very powerful one," Maka said.

Soul didn't know what to say. Maka is hurt yet she wants to get this witch over with? To think that she adheres very much to the promise that she gave to him that day they met in the piano room, really touched him. He thought she would just forget it.

"Maka, you are injured! What are you, crazy?!" Black*Star started yelling from right behind the poor girl.

"Black*Star!" Tsubaki yelled.

Kid shifted his focus to the blonde meister and almost wanted to hug her when she clutched her side in pain. Maka grumbled, "It is coming closer…"

Soul nodded.

"Okay, Maka, let's go," Soul let his meister take her time getting up from the chair, and Maka held her hand out, for Soul to transform.

A bright blue light enveloped Soul's figure, and he flung himself in the air. When he came down, the was a scythe, that was flawlessly caught in Maka's hand, and she gave Soul several spins in her hand, before walking out the door.

"How is it that she is able to swing that scythe when I can't? I swear that man is heavy," Black*Star sweat-dropped.

Kid was caught up with Maka that he just wordlessly left behind his two pistols, and went for Maka.

"Kid! Where are you going?!" Liz yelled.

"Kid kun!" Patty tried, but Kid was gone.

[Maka's POV]

I ran down the complicated corridors and knew that this soul was charging for me.

"Maka, can you focus on whose soul it is?" Soul asked me, from his reflection on the scythe.

"I'll try, Soul. One minute," I said.

I closed my eyes, and as I speed walked in the corridors. The soul was purple, as always, because the soul was a witch. No kidding there. But something stuck out of this particular witch soul that intrigued me. It had spider-like legs protruding from the sides of the soul. Small black spiders climbed all over the soul, and then it hit me. The target is a spider witch.

"Spider shaped," I mumbled.

"Arachne," we chorused in unison. Soul had a determined look, and I barged out of the doors.

"Oh, you came," a lady's voice spoke with disgust.

I froze. I knew exactly who this was.

"Arachne, what are you doing here?" I glowered in the direction of the voice, to see Arachne glaring at me from behind her spider web fan.

"Oh, I just came here to kidnap you~" she exclaimed in what seemed in fangirl delight. Gross.

"Why?" I asked, confusion sweeping over me. Why would Arachne, of all creatures, want to get me? But then again, I am not a human forever.

"Asura wants you," she smirked, evilly, her schoolgirl pout had vanished. She lowered her fan down, and she resembled her attack stance, "And I will complete his order."

I growled and took my own stance and snarled to her, "I won't let you."

She growled and I pointed my finger to her soul like I had to the pre-kishin I attacked in front of the school.

"I'm sorry, Arachne, but I will be taking your soul."

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TBC


	9. Death Scythe

[Maka's POV]

After I pointed my finger at Arachne's soul and made the legendary statement, she began to laugh behind her fan. I didn't know what she was laughing about, and even Soul gave a confused stare from his weapon reflection. I could only guess that she was laughing about how funny it is to have two kids beat her and take her soul away from her.

"Don't make me laugh, you _children!" _Arachne sent jets of spider web, aimed for my arms and legs.

I soared in the air and side-stepped her attack. Again, a crowd of all the weapons and meisters were marveling at the fight but not even doing one thing to capture Arachne's soul as her's is only for Soul to consume.

I gracefully settle on the ground and find to see Arachne focus on her soul. Pretty soon, a huge purple ball surrounds her and violently sends off purple and red sparks as eight spider legs protrude from her soul, as she is familiar with spider.

I focus on my own soul, and inwardly wonder, what mine looks like.

A bright blue ball consumes my body and thunder sounds and lightning zaps my ball. I am my mother's daughter and inherited her powerful attacks.

"A grigori soul!"

That person was right. In upmost shock, I saw two angel wings protrude from the end of my soul, gigantic and confident, like how I am, most of all.

"Amazing, looks like Asura-sama will like to have a tasty grigori soul as his wife," Arachne mused.

Our soul bubbles dispelled and she sent a web of spiders to lunge for me.

I gracefully side stepped her spiders and made a couple of swings for her with Soul.

She was able to resist all of the powerful swings I made at her with some kind of shield. She lifted up an arm and threw it back.

I followed her arm movements, and my back painfully collided with a hard concrete pavement.

"Maka!"

My side hurt and now my back throbbed.

"Shut up, Soul. We have to get her soul. She is a witch," I grumbled out, "And I will keep my promise to you."

Soul sent me a worried glance and I glared at him, "Do not become human form or else I will rip your hair off."

Soul shivered but followed what I said.

I swung Soul at Arachne's waist and she gave out a pained cry as her side started to bleed.

She flung me back onto the pavement.

I got up and swung the scythe at her shoulder, and she cried out again before swinging her hand back and I met the harsh texture of a tree.

I was getting weaker but she was becoming weakest. If she becomes too weak then I can do the finishing blow. But I do not think even Witch Hunter can do the trick.

I try to get up again, but fall and land on my face.

Arachne was huffing but from her wracked position she grinned. She just had to wait so she can slowly recover and then yank me up.

[Normal POV]

From within the weapon, Soul shouted for his meister to wake up.

"Maka! Hurry! She could kidnap you!" Soul yelled, feeling so disgusting being nude in his weapon form.

The doors opened from behind him and a little red ogre stood in a little black suit. He grinned cunningly from ear to ear watching Soul yell in agony. It was insanity, and it was fun, it was relaxing and it was lovable to _death…_

"Don't you have fun? Watching your meister take her last few breaths?" the little red ogre guffawed.

"Shut up," Soul glared.

"I think you _love _her, don't you? _Soul Eater Evans,_" little red ogre mused.

"You have no right to say my family name like that," Soul glared.

"Oh, I think I do. But due to my graciousness, I think I have a way to save your little princess up there," the little red ogre pointed to Maka in the real world.

"How," Soul just droned.

"Submit to insanity," the little red ogre grinned more than ever.

"Never. Maka would rather die than I do that," Soul glared.

"Oh come on! All ya gotta do is play the piano!" the ogre pouted.

Memories rushed. Back to the time he was little and how everyone paid attention to how amazing his big brother was, and how much of a nuisance he was. People only paid attention to him because he was Wes's little brother. While his brother had violin skills, he loved the piano, and that is the only thing people ever paid attention to him for. Maka became his first friend because she admired him for having good inner qualities rather than having good piano skills.

Soul stiffened and turned to the ogre, "Where is it?"

"Right this way," the ogre grinned and led his hand out the doorway.

Soul scoffed and followed him through the doorway. The moment Soul stepped from the pitch black room; his nude body got covered in a black vest, red tie, polished black shoes, and a pinstripe suit.

There, in the middle of the grand room covered in candles, was a grand piano. Attached to the piano, were the strings of a spider web.

"Perfect," Soul chuckled as he experimented plucking a string of the web.

"D-Do you think y-you can handle playing strings? A-All you know is the p-piano!" the ogre stuttered.

"Maybe I do not know string instruments, but pianos have them in the inside, and besides," Soul carried off, paying attention to the strings.

"Besides…?" the ogre prompted.

"My brother knew the violin," Soul referred to Wes.

The ogre stood silent.

"Let's take advantage of the strings, shall we? And use Arachne's power, which circulates through this grand spider web, and use it against her," Soul grinned deviously as he sat at the piano. Cracking his knuckles, he began to slam down on the piano keys.

Maka was slowly waking up to the music. She murmured, "Soul…? What happened…?"

"Come on, get up."

Maka protested but did as Soul said.

"We are going to use Arachne's power against her, using Spider Queen's Melody. I am using the power that runs from the threads of her spider web. Witch hunter will not work against her, so we will use Warlock Hunter," Soul said.

"All right," Maka said, feeling the power of the piano course through her veins. She now had renewed energy, and was able to get up, miraculously.

"Warlock Hunter!" Maka yelled, and her scythe became enormous, even bigger than her Witch Hunter strike. A huge, black eye stood largely prominent in the middle of the scythe.

Her normal school attire began to rip off her body and Maka panicked. Sensing her panic, Soul said, "Relax, what you will be wearing is black dress made by black blood. It is an armor that will protect you against Arachne."

Maka nodded and charged for Arachne, now in her black blood dress.

"Oh, so you now have energy to get up? What a good child. Come to mommy~" Arachne sang like a little mad maniac.

Maka gagged but then grew alarmed when Arachne's normal spider dress grew monstrous claws from it.

Maka jumped in the air, and so did Arachne.

Soul sadistically chuckled as his madness, the little red ogre, smiled in his seat, watching his master skillfully play the piano.

"Everyone…" Soul trailed off.

People who crowded around the scene were shouting, "Hey do you hear that?"

"It sounds like a piano!"

"Who the heck has time to play an instrument when a witch is attacking Maka?!"

"_Listen to Maka's melody…"_

_**Adagio of the Soul.**_

Maka huffed. She swung her scythe and sliced Arachne's waist. She screamed in pain, but the sound was earsplitting, compared to the other times Maka swung at Arachne, this time, it really hurt, because the swing was the final blow.

Arachne's body unraveled and Maka watched in amazement, as her black blood dress returned to being her school uniform and Soul turned into his human form.

"We did it, Maka."

Maka nodded.

"All we need to do is report it to Shinigami-sama."

oooooo

Shinigami-sama grinned as Maka held the bright purple soul out to him.

"We got the witch soul, Shinigami-sama. Soul already consumed 99 pre-kishin souls, so…" Maka trailed off.

"No, no worries. You earned it. Soul, you know what to do," Shinigami-sama flashed a peace sign at Soul, who smiled at Maka.

Soul opened his mouth wide and swallowed the soul. When he did so, he grinned wide and said, "Thank you so much, Maka."

Maka smiled, "Now you can be wielded by Shinigami-sama."

"No."

Everyone froze.

"You don't want to be a Death Scythe?" Maka sweat-dropped.

"Just because I am a Death Scythe, doesn't mean I want to break it off. I only want you to wield me," Soul grinned, "Because you got me here. You are my sister."

Maka felt so warm. She thought that once Soul is a Death Scythe, he would break it off from her, and become like her dad. It made her so happy that he still wanted to be her weapon.

Maka smiled and said, "Of course, dummy. Thanks."

Soul smiled and said, "Come here."

Maka let tears drip in happiness and she let Soul hug her. They did it, and they fulfilled the promise made so many years ago, when they first met.

They broke it and smiled at Shinigami-sama, who merely scratched his chin and said, "Wow never met a weapon who was not willing to leave his meister. I love that loyalty. Congratulations Soul-kun for becoming a Death Scythe. Congratulations Maka-chan for discovering your soul shape."

Everyone gasped.

"Soul shape?" Liz started to stutter. Maka rolled her eyes. She just forgot the whole gang was there.

"I saw it all," a voice came from behind Maka and she whirled around to see Kid.

"You didn't…" Maka paled.

"I did. Grigori souls are rare," Kid was internally turning pink and Soul glared at him.

"Yeah, bet you are so gonna fall in love with an grigori soul aren't you?" Soul scoffed at Kid, who in turn, glared back.

Maka shot Soul an alarmed look, but Soul didn't listen.

"Now, now, calm down. We do not need another riot starting," Shinigami-sama waved around his large comical hands to calm down the two glaring boys.

Maka nodded and put a hand on Soul's shoulder, "Tone it down and we can go get the set of new manga that came out. And we can go to the new ramen shop?"

Soul smiled and said, "Sure thing, sis."

"I DO NOT REMEMBER MY MAKA-CHAN HAVING A BROTHER! THIS IS INCEST! FORBIDDEN! MY MAKA-CHAN'S VIRGINITY IS GONNA BE TAKEN AWAY!" Spirit sobbed like a complete fool.

A tic mark appeared on Shinigami-sama's head and he raised a hand saying, "Shinigami…CHOP!"

Spirit was once more, face-flat on the ground, a comical pool of blood, and sobbing a mile a minute in his drama corner, making blood stains on the ground irritate Kid more than ever.

Maka chuckled and said, "Before that happened, let's go."

Soul nodded and Black*Star challenged him to a game of basketball and Liz, Patty, and Tsubaki wanted to join.

Maka sighed and decided to just take a walk since Soul always teased her about being a bookworm and not appreciating Mother Nature.

Kid observed Maka was going to walk around and followed her.

"Where are you going?"

"None of your business."

"Look, I'm sorry about what I said two weeks ago."

"Sure you are."

Kid was getting frustrated about how Maka was shrugging him off every kind attempt he was making, though he did admit, he was a little too blunt in covering up his own feelings. But Maka is being a hypocrite, saying that Liz and Soul are dense to fall in love, when she is denying her own feelings for whoever she might love.

Maybe he is one too…

"Look, I do like someone, but then at the moment, I didn't know how to tell you, so I just said I never experienced love," Kid said.

"Yeah well if it is someone and not me, then what does it hurt to tell me? I mean, you shouldn't feel so egoistical and shy about admitting to someone else your feelings about someone," Maka shot him a glare before continuing her walk.

'_Yeah dammit, because it is you Maka,'_ Kid thought, but didn't say it.

"I am a son of Death, and my dad loved Kami-sama, obviously, and he knows what love is like. I do not because he doesn't tell me anything," Kid was building frustration.

Maka's eyes widened. Lord Death loved her mother?

"How did you know that?" Maka suddenly whirled around.

Kid raised an eyebrow.

"You aren't supposed to know that. How did you find out?" Maka was panicking now.

"I read one of his personal journals," Kid whispered.

Maka's face showed betrayal, as she ran off.

Kid cursed himself, as he clenched his fists.

He just messed it up again, and now the frail thread they made is being damaged, more and more, due to his bluntness, and coldness, and arrogance.

_Maka, please know, I love you…_

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TBC


	10. Weapon Form

[One week later]

[Maka's POV]

I came to school, and as we were about to go inside DWMA, I stopped my weapon partner. I looked at the sky, alarmed by what I saw. I thought I saw a little bit of red in the sky and thought it must be the evening sunset. But since when was half the sky red…?

"Soul…" I trailed off.

"Dear death," Soul mumbled. We both were looking at the sky alarmed. This wasn't good.

The sky was half red.

"Asura," my eyes narrowed, "He has resurrected."

"How can you sense that?" Soul asked, incredulously.

"Can't you feel the madness wavelength getting stronger by the day? Stein is getting inflicted by it," I can recall Stein almost breaking down, and Marie not being able to do anything about it. She thought Stein is crazy as a part of his nature. But this isn't the case.

"He is trying to come for something, or someone…" I said, "Probably me."

Soul shot me an alarmed look, "How can you say that?!"

"Did you remember what Arachne said before we killed her? She said Asura would love having a 'tasty' grigori soul as his bride," I said, "And as far as I know, I am the only one who has it, maybe more."

Soul clenched his fists. He knew I was right.

"I won't let him touch my meister, I would rather die than let him make you insane," Soul glared at me.

I smiled and said, "Thanks, Soul. But do know I am highly resistant to insanity. But take care of yourself. Being able to do the Spider Queen's Melody told me that you are already infected by black blood. You need to watch out, and do know, Liz would probably ball her eyes out if you die for me or drown in endless insanity. I can tell you she likes you a lot. Stay alive for your Juliet, okay?"

Soul blushed at the mention of Liz and I smirked.

"Come on, or do you want to spend the whole day out there like an idiot?" I smirked.

Soul flushed and then followed me and said, "So you seemed off from a week ago. What happened?"

"Kid said he read his father's journal and found that his dad…" I whispered this part, "Was in love with my mom. He doesn't know that I am my mom's daughter, but still, it is alarming that he is this close to the real truth and he didn't spill the news about me being a weapon. How do I know he will not give out my real secret?"

Soul looked like he wanted to snap the world in half and in a half-hearted attempt to calm him down, I put a hand on his shoulder and said, "Now, now, Soul, violence was never the answer."

"When I get my hands on that reaper, I am so going to take him to Stein to be dissected," Soul growled lowly and I shook in fear.

Soul noticed and immediately apologized.

I smiled back and let him off the hook. I do not want anyone getting hurt, and do not want to cause a commotion. And especially with my dampened mood when Kid remained oblivious to love overall. I know that being a shinigami is different from being normal, but he has to know what feelings are, I mean, not that I am a human, but he needs to understand them to keep people safe when he is a true shinigami one day, right?

I sigh. I worry about him and the worse thing is, no matter how much he hurt me, I don't find it inside me to hate him.

I came inside the classroom along with Soul, and slid into my seat, which happened to be in its usual spot next to Kid. I didn't look at him because I didn't want to relive all that pain I went through the past several days. I couldn't bring myself to look in his eyes, and it hurt, it hurt too much to be reminded of one thought.

_He doesn't love you, Maka._

I focused on writing notes, and just absorbed in trying my best to get another hundred in the regular dissection that Stein makes us do.

When I was done recording the last bit of the frog dissection, he came over to me and handed me a slip.

_Maka – _

_Come to the death room today. You have to complete the last bit of your training._

_Stein_

I looked at Stein and nodded. He took the slip back and crumpled it so that Ox couldn't stick his whiny nose into my business, because now he wants to be a know-it-all just to get Kim's affections, and personally, I call them a wasted effort because she was glaring at him when Ox was just about to pester me again on what was on the folded piece of paper.

I sighed and said to Soul, "Man, for once we don't have to do an endangered species."

Soul nodded and asked, "I wonder why he did that?"

I shrugged and saw Stein was still in the room and said, "Well maybe a change of plans?"

Soul shrugged and didn't care and neither did I. I also remembered one more thing and told Soul, "Hey Soul?"

"Yeah?" he yawned.

"I was called to the Death Room. I do not know why but I will be back at our apartment late. Sorry about that," I smiled at him. Soul was going to ask what was so important that I needed to stay back at school, seeing that I am Stein's favorite student, along with Kid.

My heart clenched at the thought but I sighed in relief when Soul nodded, with doubt filling his eyes.

"Okay, I do not know why," he raised an eyebrow, "But I will not push any further if it is Shinigami-sama requesting you."

I smiled and hugged him quickly. Did he finally grow a brain? I hope not, because I always need someone to hit my book with. Wait, my dad will always be a baby so he could be one!

[Afterschool]

I walked towards the Death Room, and saw Kid and his two meisters in there, looking at me, confused.

Liz asked me, "Maka? What are you doing here?"

"MAKA CHAN IS HERE! WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT MY GIRAFFE?!" Patty shoved her messy drawing in my face with an expectant face.

I laughed nervously and said, "Hey a work of art! I really think you will be famous one day for your giraffe drawings!"

That did the trick and Patty released me from the torture of having to admire her childish scribbles. Liz looked at me with a look that said 'really?' and I merely shrugged.

"Anyways, to answer your question, Shinigami-sama called me here for some reason," I played it naturally, acting innocent.

When Kid opened his mouth to ask me what, I looked at him so hard that he remembered the memory of barging in when I became a part-weapon. His eyes widened at that and he got more looks of astonishment from his two weapons. I thought they found out when they started to bomb questions.

"I never knew Maka-chan had telepathy powers!" Patty laughed on the ground and Liz became shocked.

"Maybe she knows what I am thinking?!" Liz grabbed her head and I face-palmed.

"Hi! Hiya! Wassup~" Shinigami-sama flashed a peace sign at me with his usual goofy mask on.

"You called me in?" I said meaningfully at him.

He nodded and pushed Kid out with his two meisters. I heard them groan and Kid scolding them for trying to beg him to let them in, so they can see what is happening inside.

I sighed in relief, kind of glad that he doesn't want to push the buttons where they do not belong. Because anyone knows that if you push my buttons way to many times, you get the wrath. At least Soul and Black*Star know it very well. Yep, the wrath of my Maka Chop is sure to teach a lesson.

"So are you ready?" Stein asked me. How did he manage to pop in the room?

I nodded, and he said, "Now focus, focus really hard this time. This time you want to become a full weapon, not just part time like the other time."

I nodded and I took a few deep breaths and calmed down whatever nerves seemed to be hyperventilating in this situation. I closed my eyes and imagined myself, as a set of gates, letting forth my energy, and let the weapon blood run in my veins. But this time, I focused on becoming a weapon.

"Yes…yes…that's it. You are almost there. Now throw yourself up in the air," Stein said.

I didn't know what he meant by that and furthermore didn't know how it is possible to throw myself in the air. But then I remembered Soul doing that when he transforms into a scythe and how Tsubaki does it in order to become a chain scythe as I was told she was, and how Liz and Patty supposedly do it in order to become 'twin' pistols.

Without hesitation, I do just as Stein asked me and fell into a pair of arms. I open my eyes and find out I am not in my normal form I am now a weapon.

"Amazing. A dual scythe," Stein smirked, and from my reflection, I sheepishly smiled.

Stein gave a few experimental swings and even my dad managed to sneak in, and I didn't know why, but he managed not to burst out in tears, probably Shinigami-sama was giving him the break-down-and-cry-and-you-get-the-wrath stare.

"I wish I can wield you, ne~" Shinigami-sama looked at my weapon form with a…longing stare?

I was about to open my mouth about how I promised to make Soul a Death Scythe when I shut it. He already is one.

"I will work on it…" I mumbled underneath my breath.

"Yay~! Thanks so much Maka-chan~!" Shinigami-sama threw his hands in the air.

I sheepishly focused, shutting my eyes and threw myself into the air and then landed on my feet in my regular form.

"But how do you want me to break the news to the others? Only Kid knows…and I do not have a meister…" I trailed off. I mean, I cannot fight on my own as well as Justin Law, Giriko or Eternal Feather. So who exactly will wield me on my quest to get 99 pre-kishin souls and one witch soul?

"Maybe Kid!" Shinigami-sama threw his hands up in the air again like a little child and I blushed at the mention of his name. I still remember that I am angry at him, and then I scowl immediately, and then remember the incident from over a week ago.

"Aww, something happened between you and Kiddo?" Shinigami-sama pat me on the back with an understanding look on his masked face.

"He is very insensitive to many emotions," I grumbled, fisting up my hands.

"He doesn't have a normal life, Maka, you have to understand," he gave me an understanding look.

"Yeah, neither do I," I told him. He knows and he nods, patting me on the back as the only reassurance that he can give to me at the moment, and I feel so small, having to keep a secret and then expect that I am ten times luckier than a normal human for being so decorated. But the real secret is…I am not. It is probably pretty darn awesome to be a normal human being who doesn't have a care in the world, while I have to keep up my mom's legacy.

It isn't like I want to escape out of duties. No that isn't what I am trying to say. Sometimes, I feel like I want to be as equal as a normal human being instead of trying to keep secrets back from people that mean to me the most, the people who will die several decades later, leaving me all alone in the world with my mom and duties.

"Don't worry, Maka, I know you are wary of Kid right now. I will promise him to be more sensitive to these kind of topics. You see, he thought of emotions as un-necessary…" Shinigami-sama gave me a knowing look.

I wanted to ask what he meant but he just pushed me out the door.

"Off you go, Maka-chan!"

I smile, and say, "Yeah, yeah, thanks Shinigami-sama."

Slinging the bag on my shoulder, I walk out the door, feeling a little better.

I rollerblade back to our apartment, and see Soul in the kitchen, cooking dinner, which happened to be spaghetti.

"So what did he want to see you for?" he asked, not looking at me as he cooked.

"You will find out, Soul. Shinigami-sama asked me not to tell. Sorry," I smile as I take off my boots and sink down on a couch.

Soul understands, and nods. He puts the dinner on the plates, and says, "Dinner."

I smile. It felt nice, in this week, like some weight was being lifted off my shoulder ever since last week, when I had an unpleasant meeting with Kid. My heart clenched at the thought that how much I wished he would kind of…open up to feelings.

I sighed as I sat down from across Soul and we clapped our hands and said, "Thanks for the meal."

Digging into our meal, Soul looked at me while I ate and said, "If something is eating you, just tell me? You know, if it isn't too confidential, but you feel like venting something out, you know who to come to, okay Maka? Don't try to endure it all on your own. Just because you have to keep something important from me and I just became a Death Scythe doesn't mean anything is going to change between us."

And for one of the few times today, I unconsciously smiled.

"Thank you Soul," I said, brightly smiling at him. I hope he knew how much he made me want to hug him with that last comment he told me.

I actually was worried, that for some time now, that although he said he wouldn't, he would just leave me anyways, because when you reach the potential and wavelength to be wielded by Shinigami-sama, it all goes to the head and on top of that, all the admiration from weapons trying their best to reach the high podium, really sculpts and inflates the ego.

I am just glad that Soul doesn't want to change the way we are, and he even bluntly turned down a lot of girls who were madly chasing after him for him to be their weapons.

Soul smiled and said, "Anything for your happiness, Maka."

And that day, we ate the dinner in upmost happiness and tranquility.

oooooo

[The Next Day]

Soul and I were ready to go, and for once, on time.

When we looked up to the sky, we were awed on how much red filled the sky and how little normal blue and fluffy colors occupied it.

"Holy mother of heavens…" I murmured, seeing so much red and sensing so much insanity and madness. It was truly breathtaking, and not in the good way.

"You can say that again," he muttered, awed by the sky. Normally I would tease him for good measure by literally repeating myself just to tick him off, but this sky was so mesmerizing to the point that I didn't want to argue with him. This was serious and not a laughing matter at the moment.

"We have to tell Shinigami-sama at the moment…" I started to speak when laughter started to fill the sky.

"Asura…" we both murmured and instead of riding the motorcycle, we just went to the nearest window and I breathed on the glass, fogging it up.

I traced the numbers and said the rhyme along with it for good measure, "42-42-564, whenever you want to knock on Death's door."

The numbers glowed and then swirled around for us to come face-to-face with Shinigami-sama's cheerful face.

"Hello! Hiya! Wassup~!" He flashed a peace sign.

"Please, Shinigami-sama, this isn't the time for that. Look at the sky!" I pointed to the sky.

When he looked at the sky he turned grave, and for good measure, I added, "And if I heard correctly, I heard someone laughing like a maniac. And I think I know who it is."

Shinigami-sama stood silent for a few moments before curtly saying, "Come quick to the Death Room. I will make announcements."

I nodded and said, "What about Soul?"

"No just you. Sorry about it, Soul, but you will find out soon," Shinigami-sama flashed Soul an apologetic look. Soul nodded, and for once, not with irritation like he did the past few years.

"Come on, Soul, we need to get there fast," I said.

"Got it," Soul mock-saluted before getting his motorbike out, and we sped to DWMA as fast as we could.

And if I heard correctly, I heard a faint voice tickle my skin and make the hairs on my neck stand up like needles.

_You will be mine, Minerva._

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TBC


	11. Sleepover

Asura clenched his fists when he found out Arachne proved to be useless in capturing Maka Albarn for him.

"What are you going to do?" Medusa smirked at Asura who was ready to turn stone into powder, "You are such a baby, throwing a tantrum about not getting your precious little _doll. _I mean, you can't possibly be throwing a fit, now can you, Asura? How childish."

Asura glared at her and said, "Then you do it."

Medusa smirked, "No way. I have more important things to do than follow your useless demands. You aren't worth my time anymore since you are resurrected. Now with all the free time I have that would've had with trying to force Crona into being the new Demon Lord in case if you became a chicken and died, I can have a little bit of _fun._"

Medusa smirked on the last part, and Asura glared from underneath his scarves.

"You will do as I say," he growled.

"You know, I am not an aristocratic idiot like my elder sister, Asura, and if you annoy me so much I can find a way to infect you with snakes. And we all know we don't like it, right Eruka?" Medusa turned her head in mock interest to Eruka, a servant of hers she infected with her snakes.

Eruka stood on her tippy toes, completely frozen, making Medusa's smirk, widen.

"Don't worry, sweetie. I won't destroy you…" Medusa smirked, "I just wanted to bring out that cute little reaction of yours."

Medusa smirked when she saw the Demon Lord got her message.

"Good luck with getting your little doll. I'm out," Medusa said, yanking Eruka by her dress collar.

Asura grimaced. He knew that Arachne's little sister was hard to get and knew it was pointless to try to lure her in with luxuries or fake sweet words like Arachne, who became gullible all the time when it came to him. He even sent her happily to her own death.

"Yuck, this is going to be difficult," Asura grimaced when he sensed something sweet in the corner of his mouth and made a face.

Then tightening the scarves, he went deep into thought about what to furthermore do. His invasion of Death City was going well enough. If he keeps this up, Lord Death might be provoked into sending Maka and his own son to stop him, and he could find a way to kill his little brother and make the scythe meister insane once and for all.

oOo

Maka and Soul reached the Death Room and she immediately asked Shinigami-sama the one question that was on her mind.

"Lord Death, why isn't anyone here at school today?" Maka asked.

"Well if you noticed, today is Saturday," Shinigami-sama sweat dropped.

Maka had her jaw hanging and Soul was muttering, "So not cool…going to school on the weekends."

"What? I swear I thought it was Friday today!" Maka was trying to backtrack her memory.

"Well it isn't," Shinigami-sama sighed.

"Okay. But what do we need to do about the almost red sky outside at this minute?" Maka pointed out the obvious task at hand. Obviously they were getting nowhere about arguing about what day of the week it is and trying to support the answer with the correct evidence, only. This was getting on her nerves enough that she wanted to get right on the point.

"You probably know why the sky is like that, right? And why the insanity wavelength is so high?" Shinigami-sama asked.

Maka nodded.

"Well do you know that he is my son?" Shinigami-sama asked.

Maka's jaw dropped and Soul passed out.

"I am so sorry, if you feel angry at me for being hostile towards him then I'll-" Maka started but Shinigami-sama held up a hand effectively putting a stop to Maka's random rambling, in her panicked mode at the moment. Maka stopped but looked at Shinigami-sama for the reason why he stopped her. Was it because he hates her now? Oh heavens make it no.

"Don't worry I hate him too," Shinigami-sama said.

"Why?" Maka asked.

"Because he was born from the part of my soul that contained fear. He eventually lost control and ate his faithful weapon Vajra and went insane. He lost control to the point of being a death threat to innocent people. He had devoured innocent souls and I tried to make his skin as a bag for his organs hoping he would never awake. But apparently he did, and I was thinking of sending you and Kid to stop him," Shinigami-sama looked at the scythe meister.

Maka's jaw dropped to the ground and Kid turned deathly pale, unknown to Maka.

"B-But honorable father! We don't have any training!" Kid sputtered.

"I know, but when the time comes, you two will be the ones who will go," Shinigami-sama gravely looked at his son, with his serious voice in place of where his comical voice should've been, effectively startling Kid, but nevertheless, succeeded in making his son panic even more.

"And I do not have a meister! I am useless if I have nothing to wield as well!" Maka hoped to the bottom of her heart that he wouldn't mention Kid.

"Oh but I told you. Kid will do it!" Shingami-sama clapped his hands together in a decisive manner.

Maka paled and Kid looked at her, now flushed.

"What if I am not symmetrical?" Maka was now trying to find excuses out. Kid frowned.

Shinigami-sama sighed and said, "Being a dual scythe, when you swing around the blades are symmetrical in my view and to my son you will meet his standards. Why don't you let my son wield you? You do have to work on being a death scythe anyways."

"What about Liz and Patty?" Maka asked.

"They are close to being death scythes. They each need a witch soul and they will transform at the same time. Then they will be my father's weapons, not mine. But if you are willing to, you could be my weapon even after…" Kid blushed, and Maka felt a little bit warm on the inside.

Turning stubborn she faced her passed-out partner, and Shinigami-sama with the wave of his hand had Soul dragged out and made sure Liz and Patty weren't eavesdropping.

Then looking at Maka, he nodded. Maka, being a little bit faster, was able to summon her weapon side in a matter of seconds. Blue light surrounded her body and she threw herself in the air and was skillfully caught by Kid. Kid made a few experimental swings.

"Honorable father was right. You are perfectly symmetrical," Kid blushed.

Maka looked away from him and asked, "Should we try Soul Resonance or should we wait?"

"Well we should wait. By the looks of it, I think it will be easy enough to call forward the move. You have an almost identical soul wavelength as mine," Kid flushed once more, and Maka nodded, still not looking at Kid.

Blue light surrounded Maka's body and she threw herself in the air and landed perfectly next to Kid. Looking at Shinigami-sama, she said, "Well now I have a meister. What now?"

"Well we should just wait. I do not think that it is safe to have school so I will cancel it until Asura is defeated. You and Soul won't be safe at the apartment so I will have Kid take you to the Gallows Mansion," Shinigami-sama sighed.

"Well do you think I should tell my weapon the truth?" Maka asked.

"What truth?" Shinigami-sama.

"My half weapon blood. I know he is my partner and he is going along with your orders, but I think he has the right to know. He won't spill it," Maka had trust in Soul and didn't notice Kid clench his fists in jealousy. Why couldn't she trust him like she does to Soul?

"I do not know and I do not think it is safe to say it now," Shinigami-sama waved a hand around dismissively.

Maka opened her mouth to protest, but was cut off.

"He will find out when the time comes and if he bombards you with questions then tell him to come to me," Shinigami-sama closed it off like that.

Maka sighed and nodded.

"Well, Kid, show her the way. I will make sure Soul comes there sooner or later," Shinigami-sama dismissed them with a wave of his hand.

Maka silently faced Kid and in her mind, though she was thrilled to have him as her meister, she decided to stay angry at him, which she found was harder than it looked like. It was hard to stay hard at the one person she felt warm all over or tingly when she got next to him. Maka sighed internally when Kid was frozen when she looked at him.

Giving some kind of eye signal, Kid cleared his throat and said, "Should I summon Beelzebub? It is faster that way."

Maka still didn't trust Kid, a hurt glint that Liz managed to catch from her eye, and she shot Kid a tiny glare.

"It is okay. Just give me the address and I will be there in a few minutes," Maka stared at the ground.

"But…" Kid trailed off, but Liz beat him to it.

"Of course, Maka! Here it is!" Liz whispered the address of the Gallows Mansion in her ears.

Maka nodded and Liz smiled until Maka sped off on her rollerblade boots. Then turning around she came to glare at her meister and said, "You have a lot to explain to me, Death the Kid."

Kid gulped and sent the silent communication that his father was in the room and Liz nodded along with Patty and they transformed into pistols and Kid summoned Beelzebub and they sped off. When they were in the air, Liz in her weapon reflection, glared at her meister, who in turn sweat-dropped underneath her scrutinizing glare.

"I will explain when we get to the mansion," Kid gulped, and Liz once more, nodded.

When the three got to the mansion and safely in the living room, Liz smiled at her little sister and let Patty hog the television for that one day only, even though she knew she was going to miss a beauty pageant, she knew that this was worth it.

"Spill it, shrimp," Liz glared when they got into the kitchen.

"Look, I kinda didn't tell her my feelings and appeared to her colder than I wanted to, like I was so insensitive to feelings," Kid gulped, "And I told her what I read in honorable father's journal."

Yes, Liz knew, not Patty. Both of them knew Patty doesn't know how to handle information and she would just go around broadcasting information around the school and that is the last thing that Kid would like, besides dying at the end of his immortal life.

"You WHAT?! Not the journal part, but COME ON!" Liz socked Kid in the shoulder, proving she wasn't girly all the time.

"Hey!" Kid rubbed his shoulder.

"NOW I know why Maka is so cold and refrained than she was when she first met us! She is always leaning away from touches and offers! I know she doesn't hate me but she loathes you! NOW what do you do?!" Liz knew her meister's efforts just went down the drain.

"I do not know, Liz, I do not know," Kid miserably looked at the tiled floor of the kitchen.

"Well, Maka is going to be here any minute. If you do not unintentionally act cold towards her she might fall for you again," Liz sighed and rubbed her temples.

Kid said nothing and Liz looked at her meister once more.

"Kid, let me ask you once more," Liz asked.

Kid looked up in anticipation at Liz.

"Do you love Maka? Not for her soul shape, her abilities, or even being able to create a Death Scythe. Do you really love her for she is?" Liz asked, not doing a complete scan of Kid, waiting for him to give some false signs of affection.

Kid immediately answered, "Yes."

Liz scrunched up her eyebrow and saw only genuine determination in his eyes and sighed. Fixing her hair into a messy bun and said, "You know, sometimes, being my meister, you are annoying with your OCD fits about 'perfect symmetry' and how much you call people nasty 'asymmetrical beings'."

Kid stiffened.

"But you are genuine right now, so no matter how much of an idiot you are, I guess I have no choice but to support you," Liz smiled.

Kid smiled along with his weapon and a fist knocked on the door politely.

"Guess that is Maka~" Liz cooed as Kid went beet red.

Liz smirked and opened the door to see Maka shivering in the night.

"Come on in, Maka! I will show you to the guest bedroom you will be staying at!" Liz smiled.

Maka frowned and said, "Where is Soul?"

Liz hmm'ed in response and said, "Let me call Nygus-sensei."

She dialed a phone and talked for a few moments.

"Looks like he is resting there. He woke up from his little shock and he will be coming tomorrow," Liz smiled at Maka.

"Okay," Maka smiled, "When he does come, can he stay with you?"

Liz turned beet-red. Apparently she wasn't the only one trying to play cupid. Maka was doing a damn good job of doing it as well.

"W-Well I-I w-will thing about it," Liz tried to smile.

"That is, if you do not have any more guest bedrooms. I cannot stand being in the same room as him because he either plays videogames until his brain is mush, or panics over homework, or he snores so loudly to the point that I want sleep medicine," Maka giggled.

"I think there is more than one guest bedroom, right Kid?!" Liz turned to her meister with pleading eyes.

Kid knew perfectly how big the mansion was, and said, "No I think it is hospitality if you let him share your bedroom. Just don't do…other things in there."

Liz knew exactly what Kid was talking about and she promptly socked Kid in the shoulder and said, "Of course I am not a pervert like that blue-haired idiot!"

Maka giggled and undid her shoes.

"Bad thing is I didn't bring my clothes…" Maka sheepishly put her boots where the shoe rack was.

"No worries! We will have a fun time dressing you up!" Liz smiled, and Maka was internally asking for help out of this situation.

Kid smiled at the situation and deep down hoped for Maka to trust him again. He felt guilty for appearing too cold for Maka's liking, and giving her a false impression of himself. He didn't mean it that way but either way, Maka's weapon now hates him more than ever because he now thinks that his theory of him liking Maka for outward preferences is 'confirmed'. Or at least in Soul's head, it is.

Kid dropped his smile when Liz happily dragged Maka up the stairs.

"Something wrong, Kid?" Patty asked him. Kid flinched. He didn't expect Patty to unglue her eyes from the television anytime soon.

"Nothing," Kid smiled. Patty was dense to love anyways, so she wouldn't understand what it is to be protective of anyone, until the time comes.

Patty cocked her head to the right and Kid had to smile even more for her to beam back and then hop back to the living room. Kid sighed. He was almost caught.

oOo

"I think this will fit you perfectly!" Liz brought out a pale green night gown that went all the way down to her ankles.

Maka sighed in relief. She was scared for one moment that Liz might shove her down something short, revealing, or worse, slutty. But the long, thick nightgown proved to be modest and covering her arms and legs completely, giving her a sense of security.

"Thanks," Maka smiled.

She went into the guest bathroom and changed into the nightgown and brought her school clothes out.

"I heard from the times you weren't there that Shinigami-sama was going to create the Spartoi," Liz smiled, "We get uniforms!"

Maka sweat-dropped, "Is that the only thing you are excited about?"

"Yep!" Liz smiled to herself, and Maka face-palmed.

"Anyways, what's up with you and Kid?" Liz asked, and Maka froze.

Being emotionless in a second, Maka shuffled her clothing and put it in a basket before saying, "Nothing, of course."

"Aw come on, you don't have to give Kiddy the cold shoulder! He probably didn't mean it!" Liz tried to reason with the death scythe meister.

Maka shook her head, "Yeah, sure, especially when he merely gives a shrug when I asked him if he has experience on love. Course not."

"Oh," Liz stopped her girly ranting and nodded, "You love him?"

Maka's cheeks burned red and Liz smiled.

"You do."

"I…I…I do. But he just stays so indifferent when I am around him and I guess I am in no position because I do the same. But, I wish…that he understood things like love, sadness or happiness," Maka had difficulty saying she loved him.

Liz smiled and pulled Maka to sit down next to him.

"What if I tell you he is hopelessly in love with you?" Liz took Maka's hair out of their pigtails and put the hair bands around Maka's right wrist.

Maka looked at Liz with alarm and mumbled, "Quit being hilarious."

"I am not. I know so because he told me. I know he will have my head if I tell you because he is right now too confused on what to do right now," Liz nodded.

"You won't tell him, will you?" Maka shot back quickly. Or else her life would end if Liz just bluntly shoved it in Kid's face.

"No, but you will," Liz said, watching the color drain out of Maka's face.

"No pushing it, I won't but you have to tell him or else he will take your coldness for indifference to his feelings and he will just choose another girl," Liz said. She didn't want to do this, scaring Maka with a 'scary' situation, but it is truth. Kid can't wait for Maka forever. He has to get married one day or another, and if Maka doesn't respond, he will go and settle on a second-class girl, which Liz internally swore she would rather die than let it happen.

Maka gently shook her head no and Liz smiled and said, "Then you have to tell him soon, if not now. I will go and get dinner ready. You want to do something until then?"

Maka said, "Yeah I might look for something to read."

"Well we have a huge library because apparently Kid is a reading fanatic," Liz rolled her eyes and Maka blushed, "It is downstairs, all the way down the hallway. I will call you in time for dinner. You like pizza?"

"What kind?" Maka asked.

"I dunno. Whatever we can order at the top of our head," Liz rolled her eyes, and Maka giggled.

"Sure. Sounds great, Liz, thanks," Maka wasn't expressing gratitude for free food, though. Liz got the message, and smiled.

"Welcome."

Liz padded out and Maka decided to check out this 'huge' library Liz had mentioned.

Going down the stairs and down the hall, she opened the doors to the grand library and she began to skim the titles of all the classics that sounded so delicious to the tip of her tongue.

Footsteps sounded from behind Maka and she froze.

"Maka?"

It was Death the Kid.

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TBC


	12. Danger Lurks

"_Maka?"_

_It was Death the Kid_

oOo

Maka swiveled from around the bookshelf she was looking at. She saw the young reaper in formal attire even at home, which made her raise an eyebrow. He tries to be symmetrical at school and formal at home? But then again, his formal attire is symmetrical…

"Hmm, what is it?" Maka turned around to calm down her beating heart, and it took all of her will power not to break out into a fresh blush.

"What are you doing in here? I mean, how did you get here?" Kid corrected himself.

"Liz told me it was here, she said she knew that I would want to read a book, so she said it would be all right if I read a book until dinnertime," Maka sheepishly said, while pretending to look at a wide arrange of books by Charles Dickens. It is getting harder and harder to stay angry at him.

"I see, no that is fine," Kid smiled and Maka could sense it from behind her, "So your dad inspired you to read, huh?"

"Sadly that is the only thing he has the power to be proud of," Maka sighed.

"Why do you hate your father so much even now?" Kid raised an eyebrow.

"Haven't you heard? He left my mother. Ten years ago, mom left us when she realized that dad would never be a serious person to live with and decided that even though she is leaving, my dad shall not take care of me because she was afraid that I might become all wishy-washy like him and play with hearts like my dad does. So I lived from place to place until I met Soul and together we are able to pay for an apartment together and stay alive," Maka rolled her eyes.

Kid clenched his fists in jealousy of Soul being closer to her than he is, but it would make sense since his weapons live with him and Maka should be close to her own partner.

"Oh. He still does that, doesn't he?" Kid asked.

"Heck yes," Maka grumbled, "He goes to Chupacabra's and flirts with twenty at a time."

"How do you know that?" Kid asked.

"Because Blair told me from her late night prowls that she goes there and she sees my father there. I didn't believe her at first but she showed me a picture of them together at that sickening place. Other times I see red lipstick kisses on his face or numbers scrawled on his face," Maka sighed in disappointment in her own father.

"I am sorry to hear that," Kid nervously said. What was he supposed to say, Spirit is a bastard?

"No need to have pity on him, that is the way he will be forever," Maka drawled on the last word.

"Hey, um, I am sorry about the incident," Kid nervously said.

Maka looked at him and shrugged and said, "Well then prove it."

Kid froze, "Huh?"

"Prove it you are sorry. Another bad image my dad carved into my head about men is that they make fake promises all the time and they never keep it. So if you are so set on proving me wrong, do it."

Kid silently cursed the Demon Scythe for creating such an unreal image in his own daughter's head.

"I will," Kid nevertheless smiled.

Maka gave him a blank look but her heart could have exploded in her chest.

"HEY LOVER BIRDS! PIZZA IS HERE!" Patty yelled from down the hall, making the Kid blush deeply and Maka flush a light pink.

"That is what we are having for dinner? Pizza?" Kid asked Maka.

"Here is the catch. I do not know what kind," Maka chuckled.

"Are you serious?" Kid asked incredulously.

"They said they would order at the top of their head, so…" Maka hoped Kid would catch on and he did.

Kid shook his head, "I hope they do not order too many like last time."

"Really? What happened?" Maka smiled.

Kid blushed and said, "They ended up ordering ten pizzas. And those two had to finish it since I didn't know they would order so many."

Maka laughed and Kid closed his eyes in enjoyment of Maka's beautiful laugh. It sounded like silver bells and white roses, and vanilla and chocolate and all the wonderful things in one little moment, all wrapped up nicely, and somehow he wished the moment would never end.

"Come on, Maka, or else there will be nothing for us to eat," Kid smirked.

Maka giggled, and nevertheless followed the young reaper into the grand dining hall where all the way on the end of the long mahogany table sat the sisters not bothering to eat their pizzas on a plate, making Kid a bit embarrassed and Maka very much amused with the situation at hand.

The two lifted their heads and Liz smirked and said, "Hey Romeo and Juliet! You two gonna stand there and kiss or are you actually going to sit down and eat."

Kid flushed considerably and Maka popped a huge encyclopedia out of thin air, saying, "I guess you wanna be Maka-Chopped?"

Liz sweat-dropped and decided not to push Maka's buttons, "No."

Maka smiled and Kid chuckled and the four sat down for a meal in peace.

oOo

Maka put on her combat boots and had on a blue sundress that went a little bit past her knees.

"You sure you do not want to go by skateboard?" Liz gestured to her meister.

"No I am fine. I need to pick up Soul. You promised, remember?" Maka smirked at the pistol weapon.

Liz flushed and sighed in frustration, pushing her hair back as if it was causing a 'huge' distraction to her at the moment, but it wasn't and she was just messing up the symmetrical bun she made so that Kid will not have another OCD meltdown. Maka noticed this and giggled, before gasping and looking at her own pigtails. Something was off to her, and Liz raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?" Liz asked.

"My right pig tail is higher than my left one by one milliliter!" Maka said in a hushed voice and Liz nearly fell face-flat on the floor. Her hair was fine the way it was! What was so wrong with it? It was symmetrical for Kid to stand it, right? Please tell her she is right!

"Good eye, Maka," a voice came from behind Liz and she looked at her meister with a horrified expression.

"You too?" she choked out.

"What, she is wrong? And now it is perfectly symmetrical," Kid smiled when Maka gently tipped her pigtail down.

Liz slapped her forehead when she noticed her partner and Maka will never change their love of perfection and equality on both sides of the human body. But then again, she would take them to the psychiatrist if they just happened to lose their passion for symmetry.

"Oh my god, you two. Maka, go on!" Liz playfully shoved Maka out.

Maka rolled her eyes and watched the nearly red sky as she sped skate to DWMA on her boots.

"When she got there, she sped into the deserted halls all the way to the infirmary where she was told Soul was. She opened the door to see the two of them chatting there. Maka smiled at Nygus sensei who smiled back at her behind her bandages.

"Besides the school being eerily quiet, Soul you ready to go?" Maka asked.

"Yeah, home, right?" he said.

"Nope. Gallows Mansion," Maka chirped.

Soul froze and was about to object when Maka immediately cut him off and said, "Special orders by Shinigami-sama himself."

Soul pouted, and she laughed and said, "Yeah, pout all you want. But you are coming."

When Soul wouldn't move, Maka smirked and said, "Liz will be there."

That did the trick and she smirked at her little secret as he asked me as they left the nurse's office, "How did you know, Maka? Are you a mind-reader or do you use blackmail to find out all of this? Because I swear I do not remember telling either those loudmouths of my confession."

Maka snorted and said, "Course you didn't tell Black*Star or Patty. Those two do not know how to keep secrets. But I know, and to tell you the truth, it isn't hard to find out when the two of you blush like Romeo and Juliet fresh out of the 1968 movie. Remember watching that? Because I think that was the one labeled as a 'personal favorite' by Soul Eater Evans as the date of our first day of school, when you met Liz and sparks flew."

Soul blushed and Maka scoffed, "So, am I Rosalyn or what? Rude."

Soul became so white that it matched the snow. Yep, Rosalyn was Romeo's first love, and didn't return his feelings. And it kind of made Maka more amused that she was portrayed as the scornful maiden, rather than an insult like any other girl would take it, if they were related as a character like her.

"…" Soul had nothing to say.

"Don't worry. I am cupid, not Maka, in the story of Romeo, you, and Juliet, Liz," Maka smirked, and Soul blushed heavily as they climbed the steps to the Gallows Mansion.

"Wait!" Soul said but Maka didn't listen and rung the doorbell, ignoring her weapon partner for a reason here.

Liz answered it and she blushed immensely when she saw Soul there, and Maka smugly smirked saying, "Yeah, you can have your kissing session in Liz's room. But don't do it here and make me blind."

Soul glared at Maka and Kid laughed along with Maka as the pair of loverbirds flushed a shade of red that couldn't be described at first glance. Liz and Soul nodded and they went to Liz's room, and Maka sighed as Kid shut the door. Kid raised an eyebrow as Maka stretched.

"What do you think they are gonna do when they go upstairs?" Kid asked.

Maka smirked and said, "Why you gonna check?"

Kid flushed and stammered, "N-No."

Maka rolled her eyes and said, "Uh-huh, sure, sure you aren't."

"Hey!"

Maka chuckled as she ran to the couch and curled into a ball and tried to hide from Kid behind a couch. She failed considerably when warm arms caged her comically for humor purposes but then she tried to escape from Kid's arms, and both of them fell to the floor, Maka underneath Kid.

Maka blushed and then flushed deeply when Kid just came forward and wrapped her into a hug, not letting her go. Unbeknowest to them, there was a camera clicking pictures of them. It was the only other inhabitant other than Maka, Kid, or Liz or Soul.

"And they said they weren't in love~" Patty giggled as she put the picture in her MakaxKid album, to show for future use.

oOo

[Death Room]

Shinigami-sama and Death Scythe were just sitting around, thinking about what to do when Shinigami-sama's mirror swirled around to come face-to-face with Asura.

"What do you want, pest," Shinigami-sama removed his mask and glared at his elder son.

"Oh, _honorable father_, you shouldn't scowl too much. Makes you look ancient. Oh wait! You are," Asura smirked at Shinigami-sama.

"Well you are as old," Shinigami-sama glared.

"Um, no. If I remember correctly, you were alive from the beginning of time, no?" Asura smirked.

"I said, _what do you want?_" Shinigami-sama used the finality of his voice.

"Some delectable girl you have as your Death Scythe Meister," Asura smirked.

"Kami?" Shinigami-sama asked, and in a moment she was there.

"Someone called me?" Kami glared at Asura.

Asura smirked and said, "Me, actually."

"What the f*cking hell you want," Kami glowered at Asura with a cold mask on to the point that even the Demon God had to shiver at her coldness. Yes, this is one of the many things Maka had inherited from her mother. But then again, Maka is identical to Kami in all aspects except the part that she is half weapon like her father.

"You have such a delectable daughter. Where is she? I want to see my future queen," Asura smirked again.

"You can rot in hell for eternity for all I care, but I am never letting you see her. You do one thing to claim her or make her drown in insanity, I will finish you off. I will murder you, or I will slowly make you bleed to death," Kami glared at Asura so much that he cringed in fear from her voice.

He glared back and said, "I get what I want, Kami. And I want your daughter."

"Well, you big spoiled baby, considered this the first time you don't get a toy you want," Kami spat, "sick bastard."

Asura glared and said, "I know you are going to send her and my pathetic brother. I will see if she can kill me or if she can't because, well, she might've held _secret feelings _for me?"

"I don't think so. You can cry all you want or throw infinite tantrums for all I care," Shinigami-sama glared.

"Where is she? I want her," Asura glared.

"I am never telling you," Shinigami-sama glared and Asura smirked.

"Well, I will be seeing her when you send her to me, right? Then I will test how strong she really is or if her whole cold personality was to cover up her weakling personality," Asura chuckled before the mirror swirled and was now see-through.

Kami faced Shinigami-sama and ignored her ex-husband.

"What do we do now?" Kami whispered.

"I will send them soon, but not without the proper training. It seems that Kid can wield her in her weapon form," Shinigami-sama sighed and put his mask back on.

"Maka is a weapon?" Kami glared at her ex-husband out of her eye, and Spirit comically whimpered and retreated into a corner.

"Yes, unfortunately," Shinigami-sama sighed, ignoring Spirit's comical behavior.

"But she will do a good job and won't become perverted," Shinigami-sama smiled, "She is almost identical to you."

Kami let out a sigh of relief and said, "Good."

"Kami…" Spirit meekly reaches out for her, but Kami gives her a cold look.

"Save it for your twenty lovers," she glares before flying out of Death Room.

Spirit pouted and looked at Shinigami-sama who whistled in mock innocence.

"Shinigami-sama, come on!" Spirit wailed.

"Quit crying. You might make the Death Room asymmetrical and my son will have a fit about why one corner is wet and not the other. Or shall I call in security?" Shinigami looked over to the shaking weapon, who vigorously turned his head in a quick no.

Smugly smiling to himself, Shinigami-sama said, "Then I advise you to promptly shut up."

Spirit gulped and nodded.

"Meanwhile, Maka will have to gather 99 pre-kishin souls and I will ask her to slay Medusa," Shinigami-sama sighed, "That snake witch is getting on my nerves."

Spirit nodded and said, "So how long will that takes?"

"I do not know, but I hope as fast as possible so that they can go after Asura and kill him. He is already drowning some innocent people to insanity and then devouring their souls," Shinigami-sama said.

"Why can't you go?" Spirit asked him.

"Because he can easily kill me after a long fight," Shinigami sama sighed, "But Maka and Kid can do it, you know. They do have potential but they just need to shine their ability and shape their power to their own advantage, like shining and shaping a raw diamond. They have the ability to shine together. It will just take a lot of work."

"Wow, never knew you were the Old Wise guy to make Creepy Quotations," Spirit laughed at his own joke, only to be Shinigami-chopped.

"That is what you get for insulting my age, idiot," Shinigami-sama sighed, before going back to whatever work he planned out for that day.

Spirit groaned. He can never make a joke about Shinigami-sama and get away without a hard blow on the head, like Maka.

Life isn't fair sometimes.

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TBC


	13. Around The Corner

[Three Months Later…]

"I am not letting you get away, you asymmetrical piece of trash!" Kid glared as he wielded down Maka's dual scythe form. From her reflection, she grimaced.

The monster, what looked like a mummy, froze in confusion at being called asymmetrical and started to check itself to see if Kid was right. Maka whispered and said, "Take advantage of his confusion and swing me down! It is the only way to kill him."

Kid nodded and swung Maka towards the mummy like pre-kishin. She neatly sliced him twice due to her dual blade and the body unraveled to reveal a bright red pre-kishin soul.

Maka's reflection came out of one of her dual blades and she grabbed the soul and slid it down her throat, shuddering and saying, "I do not know why Soul likes to consume these. They taste so creepy and slimy and weird. But then again, Soul is partially insane."

Kid chucked threw Maka into the air and she transformed into a human in a flash of blue light. Standing next to her meister, she sighed in relief, saying, "Ahh, my 99th soul. Just one more soul to go."

Kid smiled.

"Medusa, here I come," Maka clenched her fist.

"It is going to be hard to capture her soul," Kid worriedly said, "She isn't as easy as Arachne, who gets easily fooled by Asura to do things for him."

"I know," Maka shrugged, "But we will work hard, right?"

Kid nodded, and smiled. Then, they went to the nearest window and Maka looked at Kid, and said, "Do you do it or do I do it?"

"I don't know. You are technically a meister…" Kid trailed off.

"You do it," Maka shrugged, "You are my meister."

Kid blushed and nodded, and traced the numbers while chanting, "42-42-564, whenever you want to knock on Death's door."

Immediately the image swirled around to show Shinigami-sama's cheerful mask. He flashed a peace sign, completely ignoring Spirit who for some reason was crying like the other 98 times Maka and Kid reported to him of another soul consumed.

"Hello, honorable father," Kid calmly said.

"Hello! Hiya! Wassup~!" He grinned.

"Maka had just consumed her 99th pre-kishin soul. What should we do now?" Kid asked.

"Just wait for the right time to attack Medusa. I want Maka to kill her," Shinigami-sama became all business in a fraction of a second, startling his son.

"What a tall order, father," Kid said, "How do you expect Medusa to just pop up out of nowhere?"

"Hmm…like right now?" a snake like voice came from behind the pair.

"Uh-oh. I'm sending help. Peace!" Shinigami-sama erased his view from the window.

"Crap," Maka swore, and Kid nodded.

"Maka," Kid stated, and the weapon nodded.

Maka threw herself into the air and a blue light engulfed her. She became a dual-scythe, and then she threw herself into Kid's arms rather comfortably. Medusa smirked. What a lovely fight these two will give her. Even if they do die, she will have had quite the laugh out of this.

"You know, I seriously do not care about what the Demon Lord b*tch wants. But you two annoy me to hell," Medusa smirked like a mad lady.

Kid furrowed his eyes and then somewhere in his OCD mind, found that Medusa's bangs, unlike Maka's, were unruly as always. Then he found the twisted bangs in the front of her were asymmetrical for some reason. Then he smirked, darkly, as if he had come face-to-face with his own insane elder brother which his father hates to the core.

"Well asymmetrical people shouldn't exist in this world," Kid glared.

"Hey I don't need a mathematics lesson on perfection," Medusa glared back and did a double flip on the back of an abandoned building in the nearly pin-drop silent Death City when Kid made a swipe for Medusa. She smirked, and gracefully landed on her feet.

"What are you doing, Kid?" Maka glared at him.

Kid shrugged in a panicked mode and Medusa snickered, "Yeah, what are you doing, reaper boy? Spending all your pathetic energy on something that can't be killed so easily?"

"Maka killed your sister," Kid glared.

Medusa scoffed, "Puh-lease. Don't get me started on that ignorant pessimistic lady."

Kid raised an eyebrow and Medusa took the liberal time to explain.

"Arachne is a weak, noble lady who just appears so invincible by the way she hides her face behind her fan. But she is just another gum underneath your shoe when it comes to Asura and dangerous tasks. She is 110% gullible, I'll tell you," Medusa grimaced, "She doesn't count. In fact, I do not know how I am her sister at all."

"Well you are still sisters," Maka stuck a tongue out from her meister reflection from her blades, "You still have her stupidity, right? Siblings do have things in common sooner or later."

Medusa glared at Maka who in turned smirked.

"I do not have a sister or a brother if you ask me. I am an _only child _if you were so dying to ask me," Maka taunted.

"Maka, not now," Kid gulped.

"Yeah, girlie, don't wanna lose your life, do you?" Medusa glared.

"Kid, do something. I want to finish the old lady off," Maka knew fully aware that she was provoking Medusa for a reason.

Medusa glared and growled underneath her breath, making Kid shiver in fear. Flicking up her hand she said, "Vector arrows!"

"Not so fast, grandma!" Maka yelled, boosting up Kid's confidence.

"Kid, I want you to run in there and do not stop running. Do not hesitate or she will take that for her advantage for weakness and send an arrow directed for your heart. And seeing how strong she is with arrows, she will most definitely make her aim," Maka told her meister.

Kid gulped and Maka smiled.

"Kid, I know you can do it. Prove it to me."

The image of Maka and Kid three months ago flashed in his head. She said the best thing he can do is to prove it to her and prove it to her he shall.

Kid set his golden eyes determined to do this for Maka and ran into Medusa's arms of vector arrows without a second thought. He didn't hesitate, and that made Medusa swear underneath her tongue. She couldn't summon her snakes at this point because Kid was on her in a flash.

"Crap, damned little Minerva," Medusa swore, "And damn her mother Kami to hell."

Kid heard it and his heart fluttered. But he kept his ground, and stayed true to Maka's words, and swung down the dual scythe down on Medusa's left shoulder, and pierced it straight through her heart.

Medusa screamed and her body crumbled away, leaving only her black soul behind, with snakes wrapping around her soul.

Maka peered out of her transformation and asked Kid, "Should I swallow it?"

Kid nodded and said, "Well it is a witch soul. And father won't berate you for not consuming it in front of him. You already consumed 99 pre-kishin souls anyways."

Maka nodded and opened her mouth and swallowed the black soul, shuddering at how the witch soul travelled down her throat. Shivering, Maka said, "I do not know how Soul can stand to consume these souls anyways."

"Maka."

"Hmm?"

"What did she mean by 'Minerva' and 'Kami'?" Kid asked her, and Maka sighed and she threw herself in the air, and transformed into a human.

"Kid, I don't want to lie to you, but I am not allowed to tell you," Maka said, putting an arm on his shoulder, "When the time comes, I promise to tell you, with nothing left out, okay Kid?"

Kid felt a little annoyed that truth was being kept from him but felt happy that Maka did nothing to hide the fact that she knew what Medusa was talking about. He decided, that he would find out later, ready or not, and that a little patience here and then could do him some good. Nodding, Maka relaxed and dropped her hand.

"Hey! We're here to help!" muffled cries of the EAT class came.

Maka dusted off her pristine white coat that Spirit had her wear in addition to her girl's uniform of the Spartoi.

"It's okay. She's gone!" Maka called back and said, "What bad timing…"

Kid chuckled making her flush bright red.

oOo

When the pair came to the Gallows Mansion, they were bombarded with questions.

"What happened? I thought someone died out there, and I was, like, going to call the police!" Liz hugged the life out of Maka and completely ignored Kid.

"Can you let go of me, Liz? I swear you are strong," Maka was starting to pass out.

Liz paled and immediately released her and said, "You aren't are you? I don't know how to do CPR!"

"At least you know when to use it…someone has been painting her nails in health class…" Maka smirked.

Liz turned bright red and Maka waved it off and said, "No, Liz nothing happened. Now are you going to let us in or are you going to shut us out? I think the latter sounds very mean, considering that both of us are wiped out. Wait, why are you dressed up like a doll?"

"C-Cause, S-Soul said he w-would…" Liz stammered.

"Ooh, I get it," Maka smirked as the two came in, "He asked you out."

Liz blushed harder if that even was possible.

Soul came out from behind Liz and Maka laughed.

"Soul, were you here the whole time?" Maka laughed, and Kid chuckled along with her.

"Y-Yeah," Soul chuckled.

"Well, off you two go. Don't slow down your date! Where you two goin'?" Maka smirked, as she and Kid took off their boots.

"Movies…" Soul tried hard not to stutter, but he was flushed bright pink.

"Aww, nice to see you blush. Makes you 'un cool'," Maka air quoted the word Soul always said 24/7 to keep himself in check. Soul blushed even more and he yanked Liz out of the doorway, leaving Maka to laugh uncontrollably, and Kid laughing along with her.

"Oh god, Soul is so hilarious," Maka wiped her tears.

Kid chuckled, "Indeed. But then again, they are one stubborn pair."

"Where is Patty?" Maka asked, and the two heard, as if on cue, loud snores coming from the living room. When the pair went to the living room, they were surprised to see the short blonde had fallen asleep while squeezing the life out of her stuffed giraffe.

"Man, that girl…" Kid shook his head, and Maka chuckled.

"Giraffe…cotton…candy!" Patty pumped her fist in the air, sleepily and Maka laughed as she draped Patty's body with a fluffy blanket.

"Sleep well, Pat," Maka smiled, and Kid put a finger to his lips for her to keep quiet, and Maka nodded at the reaper.

Taking each other's hands, they went to the grand library and then the pair went to the nearest mirror and Kid fogged up the mirror and traced the numbers and chanted, "42-42-564, whenever you want to knock on Death's door."

Almost instantly the mirror swirled to show Shinigami-sama's worried face and he said, "You two, are you okay? I am glad I sent help!"

"Yeah, well, it came too late," Kid said, obviously annoyed.

"But thank you anyway," Maka smiled.

The mood dampened and in an effort to brighten the atmosphere, Maka chirped, "We killed Medusa, though!"

"Perfect! Did you swallow her soul?" Shinigami-sama clapped his enormous hands together.

"Yep," Maka smiled at Kid, who blushed under her smile.

"Yes! I can wield you!" Shinigami-sama clapped his hands and Maka could see her father in the background faint from overwhelming news.

"Yeah…" Maka uncertainly smiled at the huge comical situation.

"But I want to stay as Kid's weapon," Maka blurted out the next second.

Shinigami-sama stopped clapping and knowingly smiled and said, "Of course you are going to be. I am just happy to have another Death Scythe. Look, my son is blushing!"

"Father!"

"Aww, you look so cute when you blush! Almost like a girl!" Shinigami-sama cooed, and Maka chuckled as she looked at her meister.

"Well you two are just going to have to train secretly for a little while and then off you two go to defeat Asura. The insanity is getting stronger, I swear," Shinigami-sama rubbed his forehead as if to prove a point.

Maka nodded and said, "We will succeed. Don't worry, Shinigami-sama."

"Thank you, Maka. I know I can count on you two," Shinigami-sama smiled and then said, "Well, it has been a tiring day and I guess you two should just rest for a while before training tomorrow."

Maka looked out one of the symmetrical windows of Gallows Mansion and found out that he was right. It was about night time. When she turned to the mirror, she saw it went back to normal.

Rubbing her temples, Maka sighed and then found out that her body was in fact very much tired.

"Man, I am beat," Maka murmured, and her tummy growled the next second.

"No wonder. I am too, and Shinigami's aren't supposed to be hungry," Kid joked.

Maka snorted and said, "Of course. But you do have human-like qualities sometimes, right?"

Kid snorted back and said, "Why, you want ramen noodles?"

Maka paled and said, "Over my dead body."

"Soul?"

"Damn straight."

"I was just kidding, you know," Kid chuckled.

"And I was just answering, you know," Maka smirked.

Kid laughed and said, "Okay I will make something that isn't noodles."

"Or pizza," Maka hurriedly said after that, "Soul decided that if I would ban noodles for a little while, then he would just resort to pizza."

Kid chuckled and said, "Okay, fine. Something that isn't the either of those two."

Maka laughed and followed Kid into the kitchen to help him make dinner, since the two Thompson sisters were too busy doing something.

oOo

From his position on the bed, Asura grimaced.

"Yuck. She was useless," Asura grimaced.

Glaring at the scene of Maka and Kid laughing as they struggled to make dinner, he clenched his fists. It was supposed to be wrong. Maka shouldn't be his.

"Just you wait, Minerva," Asura spat as he waved his hand over the reflection to make the 'disgusting' scene of Maka and Kid, disappear.

"Just you wait, Minerva, just you wait. Soon you _will_ submit to _insanity_…"

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TBC


	14. Nightmares and Signs

_Minerva…_

_Minerva…_

_Wake up, wake up…_

_Wherever you are…_

_**Because we all know, you can never hind from insanity.**_

That did the trick. Maka flew up from her bed, screaming her head off. Kid was the one to barge into her door, thankfully it didn't need to be trampled down because Maka didn't lock her door last night. Kid hurriedly sat next to his weapon and wrapped his arms around the petite blonde.

"Maka? _Maka! _MAKA! Wake up!" Kid shook her shoulders, successfully snapping some sanity back into Maka. When she dried her tears, she buried her face into Kid's chest, making him blush, but it went away the minute when he heard Maka mumbling something incoherent to him.

"Maka what are you whispering about?" Kid worriedly shook Maka again.

"S-Scary…I w-was s-so scared…" Maka buried her head into his chest further sobbing slightly, making Kid want to pummel someone that might have caused her the pain.

"What happened?" Kid asked gently, not even expecting a reaction, not that he would push it, afraid that it would drift the two further apart.

"Some v-voices…" Maka trailed off.

"The voices? What did they tell you? Did you hear them?" Kid wrapped his arms tighter.

"I heard them," Maka nodded her head.

"Well? What did they say?" Kid prodded her gently.

"To submit to insanity. Is it…?" Maka unsurely trailed off.

"Asura. My brother," Kid clenched his fists.

"The demon lord is your brother?" Maka clarified.

"Yes. Asura has two things he wants me to do. He wants me to either submit to insanity, or else be killed by his very own hands," Kid clenched his fists around Maka's back, "He is just jealous honorable father couldn't handle him. You do know that he was born from…"

"The part of Shinigami-sama's soul that contained fear?" Maka raised her head from his hug to look at him before settling it down, "I know that."

Kid nodded and continued, "Nothing could control him. He even ate his faithful partner, Vajra, remember that? I'm sure you learned that too."

Maka nodded, completely understanding what Kid had to say.

"Even some of my friends don't know the level of knowledge you know Maka," Kid confusedly said as he smoothed her blonde hair back, "Heck Liz and Patty were in the Gallows Mansion longer than you and they don't know most of the stuff. How do you understand all of this?"

"Kid, I told you I will tell you when the time is right," Maka sighed, "You will be the first one to know my secrets, okay?"

Kid nodded.

"But right now, if anything comes out right now, Asura could be on the lookout, right? I bet he knows how to use mirrors and portals like your father. When we went to make dinner that other day, I felt as if he was watching us," Maka shivered and said, "I don't feel safe when he does that lest how should I know when he really isn't listening, Kid?"

Kid nodded. Maka was right. His brother was snooping on private means of business.

"Do you know who he wants, Maka?" Kid asked her nervously, hugging her to himself more to make sure the blonde pigtailed girl wouldn't disappear on him.

"I remember him saying distinctly 'Minerva'," Maka murmured, "I will tell you one clue together. If by any chance you piece it together I do NOT want you to yell it out loud or tell your sisters. Just whisper in my ear if you think you know. I will whisper back if you are right or wrong."

Kid nodded eagerly.

Maka whispered in a tone that only Kid could hear, "Minerva is my second name. Another hint, use Greek Mythology to piece it together."

Kid was confused and Maka said, "Might take you a while but if you find out you know what to do. Or else keep quiet."

Kid nodded and said, "You hungry?"

Maka ruefully shook her head, "No."

"I cannot let any of my guests starve. Maka, you have been screaming your head off. Do you think even your father or weapon Soul will like it? I know your father won't get me but Soul will have my head if he finds out I let you just 'skip' breakfast. He might get the idea I am inflicting malnutrition on you or something that absurd," Kid snorted, "And I am really concerned about you Maka. Come on."

Maka giggled as Kid tried to hide his overwhelming by saying Soul would have his head.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Reaper. I will come," Maka smirked as she put on a light sweater over her nightgown and put on her slippers.

Kid blushed profusely and started to lead her like a gentleman, "O-Okay, right this way."

Maka giggled as the flushed reaper led her down to breakfast where the two Thompson sisters and Soul were eating breakfast with uncertainty. When they saw Maka and Kid they shot out of their seats with happiness. More like Liz and Patty were smirking and Soul was smiling.

"Hey, look who made a move," Liz chuckled.

"Liz!" Kid fumed.

"Hey big sis!"

"Yes, Patty?"

"Are they gonna do _it_?" Patty leaned towards her sister with an evil happy glint in her eyes. She knew what her little sister meant by it. Liz remembered how Kid grabbed the mounds on their chest with no fear or embarrassment, but at that time he was talking about 'mix matching' their chest for symmetry purposes which they had to hit his head for. But Kid isn't the first one to initiate an intimate relationship, Maka might be, but she isn't a pervert at all. She wouldn't do it when they are older if Kid says he is not ready for it yet.

"Not yet, Patty, not yet," Liz flushed and saw her meister almost wanting to snap Patty in half for that comment.

Soul flushed twice as Liz and Maka rolled her eyes despite being annoyed.

"Is this going to be a blushing fest or a glaring contest or will this be a regular humane breakfast just like Kid told me it would be?" Maka asked, crossing her hands in mock offence.

"Y-Yeah you two take a seat on the other side of us," Liz offered.

"So, Soul, didja admit it? Or do I have to?" Maka smirked as she scooped her breakfast on her platter and began to artfully eat it.

"According to my data he probably did or else they wouldn't be going on movie dates, in my view," Kid smirked along with Maka, doing the same as her.

"Hey!" Liz fumed, now her turn to be embarrassed instead of her meister.

"What?" Kid beamed innocently, "It is the fact."

"I did NOT confess," Soul glared at Maka, "It is cool to wait for the right time you know."

"Sometimes you don't need to be cool when you are blushing like an idiot right now," Maka smirked right back at her partner instead of hitting him on the head.

Soul looked on the reflection of his glass plate and saw Maka was right. He was blushing like a madman and he went back to see Maka with her hands crossed, smirking smugly. "See?" Maka asked, "You know you want to…"

Soul blushed tenfold and said, "I will do it at my slow pace. Besides, Kid didn't say anything to you did he? We all know he has something for you!"

Kid blushed and now Maka turned annoyed again.

"Keep talking you are a hypocrite yourself, Soul," Maka smoothly said, Kid nodding along with her as she ate her eggs too.

"Well have you forgotten you are as well?" Soul raised an eyebrow.

Maka smirked at him again and said, "I very well much now, dear Soul. Now eat instead of bending your fork. That goes for your future wife as well."

The pair across from Maka and Kid blushed furiously and Maka and Kid high-fived underneath the table, whispering, "Good one."

"W-Whatever…" Soul blushed.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

"I"LL GET IT!" Patty yelled as she went for the door.

The moment the door unlocked, a huge voice boomed the whole house, making it vibrate, "YOUR GOD HAS ARRIVED!"

"Black*Star! They're probably eating breakfast right now!" another voice whined right behind him.

"We WERE. Until HE came," Kid glared and Maka, Liz, and Soul nodded along with him, equally furious. Patty just laughed her pants off.

"I am so sorry!" Tsubaki bowed down reverently half way to her waist to Kid, once the pair came to where the four were eating breakfast.

"Why do you always apologize? You're being too humble. Can't your meister do it?" Kid fumed.

"Well…"

"A GOD NEVER APOLOGIZES! NOW WHAT IS FOR YOUR GOD'S BREAKFAST?!" Black*Star noisily sat down for food, and Tsubaki shot an apologetic smile at Kid and filled a plate for him which he started to gobble down.

"Um, Kid-kun, you see, I didn't have time to eat at my house today, so may I have some breakfast here as well?" Tsubaki gave Kid a quick smile and gave a sweet one at the thought of Maka and Kid being together in the future forever, which kind of made her melt.

"Yes, you may. Thank you for asking," Kid smiled at her and Tsubaki bowed once more and politely filled her own plate and sat down next to her blue-haired meister and daintily began to eat her food like a proper lady like Maka.

"I wonder how much insanity is infecting the outside world. Will you be safe getting home?" Maka worriedly asked.

"No. You see, Shinigami-sama kindly wrote us a note to give to Kid-kun giving us permission to temporarily reside here," Tsubaki gave an apologetic smile and handed the note to Kid.

Kid nodded, read it and sighed and said, "Because you are nice the both of you may stay. But if he breaks one thing and sets of my symmetry balance I am kicking him out, god or not."

Black*Star wanted to throttle Kid but Kid smirked and said, "I am the Death God's son. Don't you dare give me those eyes."

Tsubaki nodded and said, "You make a mess and he has a right to throw us out, Black*Star. We at leas have somewhere to stay."

"Oh no, no, no, not you, Tsubaki. Just you meister," Kid's smirk turned into a glare.

Then there was a glaring war until Maka cleared her throat, "I don't think we are getting anywhere with this, Kid. Stop it please."

Kid calmed down when Maka tugged on his white shirt and nodded to Maka.

Tsubaki had to pull on Black*Star's hand to make him snap out of his glare and nodded to the two girls, thankful for their help.

"Yeah I guess so. Hey Tsubaki, we normally share a room, so want to just use one room? For saving space?" Black*Star asked his weapon.

"You mean you…" Liz turned deathly pale.

"No, GENIUS. We are far from pervs. We do it because our home isn't big enough and we got used to it because we can get along with each other perfectly well," Black*Star shot a light glare at Liz.

"Sure," Kid shrugged and Maka beamed.

"I wish we could go somewhere right now had it not been for the insanity wavelength, Tsubaki," Maka sighed.

"I know. I don't know how we are going to get necessities," Tsubaki sighed along with Maka.

"They get mailed here so no worries," Kid held up his hands to calm down the girls.

"Oh well, hey Tsubaki!" Maka beamed.

"What?" Tsubaki beamed back.

"Wanna read in the library? There are so many awesome books to read there!" Maka beamed.

"Sure!" Tsubaki smiled.

"Race you there!" Maka sped off after putting her dishes symmetrically in the dishwasher.

Tsubaki politely put her dishes in the dishwasher after Maka and sped after the blonde yelling, "Hey no fair! You got a head start!"

"I am going to go there to read with the girls. Patty will come with me," chuckled Liz and the Thompson sisters went after the first two girls, leaving Kid, Soul and Black*Star alone at the table.

"So Kiddie," Black*Star started.

"Spill," Soul smirked.

"About what?" Kid asked the two mischievous boys.

"What do you like about Maka?" Black*Star smirked.

"This is gonna be long…" Kid gulped.

oOo

Kami and Shinigami-sama were in the Death Room with a serious for once Spirit.

"This is getting bad," Spirit said, "I think Asura has just stepped the border. How long do you decide to wait before attacking your son, Shinigami-sama?"

"Not for long. Maka is already a Death Scythe," Shinigami-sama nodded.

"She is? Thankfully she isn't like her father," Kami glared, but Spirit sighed and let it pass for the serious moment at hand.

Suddenly the mirror swirled and Spirit said, "What the hell…"

The face of three-eyed Demon Lord was grinning back at them from the other side of the mirror portal.

"We meet again, father, Kami," Asura smirked, completely ignoring Spirit, not that he cared for at the moment.

"What are you doing here?" Kami glared.

"Simple. If I can't have you, Kami-sama, then I will have your daughter," Asura smirked, "I mean it won't be that long before dear father sends my pathetic brother and Maka on my tail, right?"

"Don't you dare talk about Kid that way! He is much stronger than you will ever be! You were a chicken and submitted to Insanity! Kid didn't and he wants to be just like me!" Shinigami-sama bellowed.

"Perhaps he is strong, perhaps Maka is strong, because the both of them can very well repel my wavelength and Kiddie made Maka into a Death Scythe in only three months by killing Medusa," Asura clapped his hands, "But I wonder…will Maka-chan be strong enough to slice my heart? I wonder…"

"She will be, and she with Kid will end your life. They are strong like you admitted so stupidly yourself. After all Minerva will kill you. She is gray-eyed Athena, a merciless battle goddess. She will end your life without a second glance. And when she does, I will celebrate by drinking your blood," Kami snorted sarcastically, "Don't worry I will be there along with Shinigami to see you die."

Asura glared, his strong personality melting away in a flash.

"Why you little f*cking b*tch!" he swore so much that he could've shattered the mirror portal but Shinigami-sama beat him to it.

"Goodbye, stupid son. I will see you, just like Kami said, to see you die. I, too, will drink your blood for victory. Until your death, ja-ne!" the hand flashed over the portal and the image of a screaming Asura went away with it.

"That was close," Kami breathed.

"Don't worry, Maka and Kid are very strong," Spirit nodded from behind them.

"They are, because they will be going after my elder son," Shinigami-sama nodded.

Spirit nodded along with Kami.

"They will be safe, Kami, they will be safe," Shinigami-sama put a hand on Kami's shoulder and she smiled at him nodding back.

They will be safe.

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TBC


	15. Scary Reality

[One Month Later]

Asura clamped his hand over his mouth. Her blood was intoxicating. Her eyes were smoldering.

Minerva was a sight to see. His scarves wrapped even more tightly around him. He couldn't hold in the urge to posses her at the very moment. He could just imagine…how would Minerva look like if she was possessed by insanity? Asura took a brief look at Maka laughing and giggling through his Water Mirror.

"Oh she is such a tasty treat," Asura grumbled, "Minerva, my darling."

Maka had giggled and punched Kid playfully in the shoulder as the young reaper blushed.

"I will destroy you, younger brother…"

Maka blushed a light tint.

"And take back Minerva."

And then suddenly a wave of insanity hit his body, at such a tremendous amount of pleasure that he started screaming his head off. Eruka and Free trembled. They didn't know what to do. Scarves covered his eyes and the three eye pattern glowed red. He was truly invincible now.

"I will stop at nothing to own you, My Dear Maka."

oOo

"_N-No, p-please no…" A woman whimpered pathetically. Black blood from the crazed young lady's imagination began to pool around her legs. Maka looked everywhere. There was no blood. But the lady's rapid head movement around herself made it look like she was drowning in an oasis._

"_Ma'am, there's no blood-" Maka started off, just to be cut off by a blood curdling scream._

"_Holy god," Maka murmured._

_The lady was wrapped in some kind of weird twisted standing position, her hair pointed like needles. She jerked so violently like you electrocuted someone. Then she dropped to the floor like a puppet whose marionette master let go of the strings. Maka flinched at the sudden movement._

_She came closer and shook the shoulder gently, thinking the sanity might flow in her brain and she might wake up confused._

_But instead, insanity flooded the young woman's mind and she looked up at Maka with a twisted wicked grin, one that Maka knew was an insane smile._

"_Don't tell me you're…"_

"_C'mere, little giiiiiiiiiirl…." The lady creepily slurred on the I's._

_Maka felt like running away._

"_Come to insanity. You know you want it…" the lady made an attempt to grab Maka's arm and caught it successfully. But Maka dodged it._

_And then the lady gave a huge pitched scream that sent the birds running. Maka, in an attempt to save her hearing, clamped her hands over her ears. And then when she removed them when the screaming from the young lady died down, Maka took her chance and saw the awful sights in front of her._

_Organs spilled out everywhere. Blood painting the walls. Her head severed and five feet away from her body. And the worst thing is, Maka wasn't even there. She was in a bubble, witnessing the moment. The 'little girl' the lady made an attempt to get a hold of was a little toddler. Dead along with the business woman._

_Daughter died along with the mother._

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" an agonized scream filled the manor.

Footsteps rushed up the room. The door banged open. Footsteps hurried towards her. The bed dipped beside her. Someone reached over. And finally, arms wrapped around her. All during this, the person forced her to lean back and slightly relax. She could recognize those warm hands forever. And the ones that could be taken away from her for good.

"Kid."

"Maka, this isn't good."

"…"

"It was my brother, isn't it?"

"He's plaguing me more and more, Kid. I am so scared."

"It has been a month since your nightmares started," Kid sighed and tucked Maka's head underneath his chin, "This is not a good sign."

"H-He keeps whispering in my e-ear K-Kid…it is so scary…"

"What does he say?"

"He will stop at nothing to have me…it's creepy…"

Kid growled, possessively. His brother is too _impossible. _Asura doesn't know limits of whose is whose and what doesn't belong to him. Maka isn't his. She belongs to Kid. No one else is allowed to have her, but now Asura is interested, and decided to make Maka scared.

"Maka, don't let him get to you. I know him," Kid sighed, "He is treating you like a little playtoy."

"A…playtoy…?"

"His new 'favorite' thing. Surprised that his interest in you is pretty deep," Kid grumbled and hugged Maka tighter, "He will do anything to get you, that is, by drowning you in insanity. If he doesn't want you after he captured you, he will dispose of you. Promptly on the spot."

"Y-You mean he will…?"

"Yes, Maka. Kill."

"…"

"But I won't let him do that to you, so you have nothing to worry about," Kid murmured into Maka's hair.

"Your hair is asymmetrical."

"I know that."

"Then fix it. You know my knack for symmetry."

"You do it. I'm wiped out from the nightmares."

"Funny though," Kid commented loudly as he perfectly fixed Maka's hair, "Liz never lets me fix her nails when she does them asymmetrically."

"Probably you might mess it up and make her nails look worse."

"…"

"Don't worry. Soul thought I have no life except books and tried to do a pedicure on me. Then he tried to do it as perfectly like it was done by the salon or something thinking I would hit him on the head if it wasn't fancy or something absurd like that. He just screwed himself over in art hell times over."

"Ouch," Kid murmured, "So I am not alone."

"Oh don't worry. I don't think it is a guy's thing. I mean, do _you _wear nail polish?" Maka smirked as Kid perfected the skull hair ties.

"No. I would rather be mortal than do it," Kid snorted. Maka would so agree, but she couldn't let Kid know, at least not now.

"Shyeah shyeah whatever you say, Prince Charming," Maka rolled her eyes.

"What time is it?"

"Honestly I thought you would know, since you barged in here."

"Hello! _Somebody _was screaming Bloody Mary right now! I had to save you!" Kid whipped his hands around in mock defense.

"Mmhmm sure."

"Let's just go down. I'm hungry."

"Fine."

The two went and Liz immediately bombarded them with questions. Easing the tall blonde off of her, Maka panted and immediately shot up a hand to shut up Liz until she caught her breath.

"I just had a nightmare."

"Oh. About what?"

"A lady drowning in insanity."

"So what is so scary that you woke up screaming?"

"The thing is there was no black blood."

Liz's face drained of color. If there was no black blood then how could the lady drown in insanity? Unless…

"Yes. She drowned from imaginary blood."

"That is just…"

"Insane. How about I insert 'crazy' and 'impossible'?" Maka scoffed.

"I was going to say unusual, but that works," Liz's face drained of color, "You know Maka, those nightmares aren't fake."

"They aren't?" Kid asked.

"No. You see, you are getting envisions from Asura about who is going to die next. Apparently he just loves messing with your mind, Maka," Liz frowned.

"How do you know that?" Maka frowned.

"Well you remember a week ago you envisioned that a businessman would be choked to death, three days later he got dragged into an alleyway and he was found mysteriously dead. Stein did an autopsy and found absolutely nothing wrong with him. But the mad and insane look still etched on the dead man's body. On the forehead was carved Asura's three eyes," Liz shivered.

"Oh god, no," Maka whispered.

"I mean, how can he infiltrate your mind? I am confused about that aspect," Kid rubbed his chin.

"I don't want to envision one of our friends in my head, Liz, I'm so scared…" Maka whispered.

"Nonsense. All of us are staying in the mansion and Shinigami-sama is thinking of having the whole EAT class stay here," Liz informed.

"WHAT? I can't cook for all of them!" Kid fell face-flat into the floor.

"Shinigami-sama said he had that covered, but I don't know exactly how," Liz rubbed her head.

"What about necessities that we might need? I don't think I can take a step out of the mansion without Asura just drowning me in imaginary blood," Maka shivered.

"Don't ask me how, but he said he had it covered. Until the right time, he said for all of us to stay in the Gallows Mansion. I think the right time is the right time to kill Asura. I wonder how we are going to do it," Liz shrugged.

_And by 'we' I hope you know you know it is not going to be all of us, right?_ Maka thought, but decided not to tell Liz. Even Kid's eyes flickered the same emotions in Maka's eyes. His mouth pulled into a slight grimace, though Liz took it as a grimace to coming after Asura, which wasn't the case.

"Yeah…" Maka unknowingly toyed with the sleeve of her nightgown.

"You okay?" Liz raised an eyebrow.

"Um, except these crazy nightmares, then yeah, I am fine, I guess," Maka trailed off.

"If you say so," Liz added uncertainly.

Then a grumble filled the room, and Liz laughed uncomfortably seeing her meister in an uncomfortable position and Maka fiddling with her dress. These two would make an _adorable _couple, if only they could just admit it. Perhaps some prodding could do them some good.

"What is going on in your matchmaking mind?" Maka asked innocently. Liz snapped out of it and saw Maka's face two centimeters away.

"Or are you having _dirty thoughts _about Soul? Man to be the one in an intimate relationship, I never thought you would be the one with the _upper hand, _Liz," Maka whispered in Liz in her ear.

Liz blushed so red she ran to the kitchen. Kid sent Maka a surprised glance.

"What's up with her?"

"The girl is in love, Kid."

Kid smiled and said, "Will they openly admit?"

"I do not know, Kid. But it doesn't hurt to play matchmaking as well, right? I mean, she looks like she is playing Cupid," Maka chuckled.

"Too bad she doesn't have a chubby bow and arrow."

"That is true."

Then silence filled the room.

"I'm hungry," the two said in unison, faced each other and blushed.

"Come on. I can think up of something to make," Maka smiled.

"You sure? I mean, I should do it," Kid trailed off.

"I insist. It is my payment for being able to stay here," Maka smiled as she pulled him to the kitchen, realizing that Liz was there.

"Liz."

"Y-Yes?"

"Why is the sink full of water and why are you dunking your head in it like an ostrich in the sand?"

"D-Dunno."

"Get your head out, Liz. Sinks are not for playing pretend hide-and-seek."

oOo

Shinigami-sama paced his room with Kami and Spirit by his side.

"Now what? He is getting stronger," Kami said, worried.

"I can feel his presence," Shinigami-sama stopped and stayed as still as a statue.

"What?" Spirit paled.

"It is like he is very close…" he started.

"This isn't good. This isn't right. Maka isn't ready yet!" Kami cried into her palms.

Shinigami-sama stood professionally as Stein barged in.

"Shinigami-sama. You should know of all the mysterious deaths happening around DC, right?" Stein tried to look cool and composed as he straightened his stitch jacket.

"I know. But thing is they aren't drowning in black blood in order to go insane," Shinigami-sama rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

"Exactly. They died of black blood they 'imagined' in their minds."

"What is the death poll so far? I think it has been a month since this started."

"273."

"What?!"

"Exactly. I think I know what it is."

"What is it?"

"A viral infection."

"What?"

"I found the viral infection – a small injection of insanity that only Asura himself is able to withstand since he creates it. He is the Demon God after all," Stein sighed.

Shinigami's mask eyes narrowed.

"Here is the insanity virus. I think that if I experiment with the virus with safety procedures along with Marie, then we might be able to find an antidote and quickly start distributing it and making sure the people are vaccinated."

Shinigami-sama eyed the tiny container containing the virus. He didn't know that if it was safe. His SON made it, and is this mastermind behind all the attacks just to have Maka. Then his plans must have been mapped out for a long time. How does he know that Stein won't easily become infected by it?

"Are you sure? You can easily be infected by the virus, seeing you are sensitive to insanity."

"No, I can do it. With thanks to her help, I have been becoming more and more resistant."

"Okay. I will assume that you will have this completed."

"Yes."

"Get to it, then. We need to get the antidotes passed out as quickly as possible. The sooner the better."

"Yes."

"What will happen now?" Kami asked. Shinigami-sama sighed.

"This might be about the right time to send Maka and Kid. They have a strong bond. I think they can handle him."

"Will she be able to do it?"

"You should have some more faith in your daughter, Kami. If I can have enough nerve to send my son to slay his brother, then you should be able to let Maka accompany him."

"Yes."

"This won't be pretty though."

"Maka can do it. She is strong," Spirit smiled. Kami sniffled as she watch Maka and Kid tease each other through her halo.

"I hope so too," Kami's eyes filled with unshed tears, "Because Maka needs all the good luck she can get."

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TBC


	16. Peak Point

[One Week Later]

Maka was fixing her hair when the mirror changed to Shinigami-sama's face.

"Shinigami-sama! How would you know if I was changing?!" Maka gasped. Though it never happened to her, she still didn't take her chances.

"Don't worry, Maka-chan, I would never do that," Shinigami-sama held up a huge hand in scout's honor.

Maka relaxed, but Spirit, who was right behind Shinigami-sama, yelled, "I DON'T BUY IT!"

"SHINIGAMI-CHOP!"

Spirit was face-down on the floor with a mini little Ganges river flowing out of his head. (Rucha: Look up what I mean if you do not understand. I found it online and found it relating…in some way)

Maka sighed and said, "Thank you, Shinigami-sama. That saved me."

"Anyways, Maka, I didn't come just to barge in on you," Shinigami-sama said in all seriousness.

"Don't worry about it! I know you didn't mean it that way-" Maka started but got cut off.

"Not that," Shinigami-sama said. Maka calmed down and nodded.

"What do you need to tell me, Shinigami-sama?"

"I think the time for you and Kid to go and face the Kishin."

"What? Why now?" Maka became pale.

"Well, you see, I found out why you are getting these 'envisions' should I say," Shingami-sama air-quoted the word.

"Yes I know. Liz told me," Maka sighed as she made sure her Spartoi uniform was on correctly.

"What did she tell you?" Shinigami-sama asked.

"Well, she told me that whatever I envision happens later. How later I do not know. I had this one envision of a businesswoman and daughter dying a week ago. They died today. And it is the new thing on the death pole of unidentified victims," Maka said.

"Yes. But do you know exactly WHY they are dropping dead like this?"

The question brought a waver to Maka's heart. Of course, what is the only key making people mad here?

"Insanity, of course."

"Partially true. But do you know HOW they are being affected by it?"

"Is Asura just letting them on the loose or something? Like letting waves of Insanity roam the streets?"

"No."

Maka waited for the answer.

"It is a virus, Maka. And Asura decided that who comes in contact with it next, you get to see it beforehand."

"I never came in contact with Asura. So how did he do this to me?"

"Has he invaded your dreams, Maka?" Shinigami-sama asked.

"Yes."

"Then he had an access to your mind. You see, you are a strong girl, but even the strongest have their weak point. Every person has their fears. Even Kid, even me. Asura is the mastermind of it all, picking and maneuvering his way into people's minds and finding out what their weak point is. Your weak point, I do not know, but he does. He knows it and he decided that through the portal of your fear he injected this envisioning power, to see one step ahead of his game."

"But why would he give me such a thing?"

"I do not know. But Maka, it is best that only Kid and you know. I will arrange Liz's knowledge to be erased. Make sure you and Maka meet me in the Death Room in one hour," Shinigami-sama said and with that, the mirror turned into normal.

"One step…ahead of his…game…?"

_Are all of these deaths of innocent people just a game to Asura?_

"Maka?" a voice came behind her.

"K-Kid?" Maka turned around and jumped and hugged him.

Kid, surprised but nonetheless delighted, hugged her back. Rubbing small circles into her back to calm her down, he murmured, "What happened?"

"It is time, Kid. It is now or never."

"Honorable father just called for us, didn't he?" Kid cupped Maka's face in between his two hands.

"Yes. We have to be there in an hour. This is it, Kid," Maka said, with a shaky voice.

"Let's make sure all of our training pays off," Kid grinned and Maka nodded. Summoning Beelzebub, they soared through the air.

oOo

When they landed in the Death Room, Maka stepped off and Kid followed.

"So, honorable father, we have heard."

"You better take care of her," Kami stepped forward.

"Kami…sama…?" Kid stood in awe and confusion. Kami looked at Maka briefly for a second and nodded. She wouldn't tell. Her daughter has to.

"What relations do you have to Maka?" Kid asked.

"She will tell you when the time is right," Kami said simply.

Kid didn't know what to say but Maka put a hand on Kid's shoulder. He looked at her and Maka said, "Don't worry. I will tell you when the time is right."

Something in Maka's eyes told him to wait and Kid found himself nodding to her request.

"You two, the time has come. It is too serious. Both of you are capable. Do not forget what both of you have learnt during the three month training. Three months in my view wouldn't be enough, but you two are the best fit of meister and weapon I have ever seen with my own eyes," Shinigami-sama said.

"Thank you," Kid smiled.

Shinigami-sama waved his hand over the mirror and it turned dark red and black, swirling like the eye of a hurricane.

"Step through the portal and you will be teleported to Asura's location. Good luck."

Maka and Kid held hands tight and stepped in.

oOo

Maka and Kid finally got out of the rough storm and hit the cold pebbled ground hard.

"Ugh! Gah that hurts!" Maka yelled.

"Ouch!"

Maka gripped Kid's hand even tighter to the point that he yelled, "Yes I am alive! Now please if you want me to be able to wield you with both hands, let go of my left one right now! Or at least loosen it!"

Maka grinned and did the latter. Kid sighed in relief and brought the blonde meister in a hug once they were able to get their footing stable. Then they parted but still held hands.

"Whoa that was one hell of a ride," Kid said.

"You can say that again," Maka said.

"Whoa that was one hell of a ride," Kid smirked.

A hand collided with his cranium. Kid flinched, "OW!"

"I didn't mean it seriously," Maka frowned.

"It was a joke!"

"Oh…"

Kid sighed and they both looked around.

"So, where do we go?" Maka asked.

"Let's just follow wherever this path takes us. If we get off of it I think we are dead," Kid said, tugging Maka along with him.

"Okay, if you say so…" Maka murmured and let Kid pull her wherever.

oOo

They walked for hours. And hours. And hours.

If you thought Maka was annoyed, you would be wrong. Anything you could guess would be an understatement.

Maka was PISSED.

"Kid, are you sure we aren't walking in circles?!" Maka blew her top off.

"Yes, I am pretty sure. I don't think we passed that dead tree with three branches again," Kid said.

"Or that statue with three hands?" Maka asked.

"What is with the freakin' number three?!" Kid bawled as he trudged on, with Maka's hand in one of his. Had they not been in such an awkward environment, he would be freaking out over not holding Maka's hand in his symmetrically like he should be doing all the time.

"I don't know!" Maka shot back. Then she thought about it. What has to do with the number three?

"Asura!"

"What?! Where?" Kid whipped his head in all directions.

"Asura has three eyes!" Maka said, proud of herself like she discovered gold or something.

"Oh joy," Kid wearily said.

"Hey, I am helping!" Maka pouted.

"Well that does explain why things here come in bunches of three. What an asymmetrical number," Kid shivered.

"Not as much as seven. One number off from eight," Maka smirked.

"Don't even remind me about it," Kid growled. A huge gust of wind nearly made him trip back and Maka held him by the shoulders to steady the reaper.

"Kid, you okay?" Maka asked, worried.

"Yeah, but I do not know where this path is leading us," Kid murmured.

Maka let go. She still held the hand. Maka looked at Kid and said, "Don't stop walking. If we do, then we are losing time. We have to stop him, remember?"

Kid nodded, and set off with a new set of determination.

oOo

The path ended. Ahead of it was a jungle of dead trees. Kid was re-considering going back while Maka put on a face of pure determination and pulled Kid behind her and started going in the thick black forest of the dead. Kid started to try to pull the blonde pigtailed girl back but she wouldn't let him do it.

"Come on, Kid! Where is your confidence as a man?" Maka shot him a glare.

"But I am starting to doubt it!" Kid protested.

"Quit doubting things and come on!" Maka said in a bold tone, "This is the only way!"

Kid hung his head in hopelessness.

"How do we know this will lead to Asura's location?" Kid asked.

"Kid, the path stopped here, and the forest starts from here. Have trust. This is leading to where he is," Maka looked at him with a pair of confident eyes.

Kid nodded. He looked at all the dead trees as they passed by. Somehow he hoped some of the trees would magically move like Liz and Patty would watch in those Harry Potter movies they watched at home, but the trees didn't budge. There was no magic here. It was all dead.

"It really is barren here, huh?" Kid asked softly.

"I guess so," Maka said.

"No magical trees," Kid said. Maka looked at Kid over her shoulder and shot him an incredulous stare.

"Please don't tell me that you are getting infected by Insanity too, Kid," Maka sighed.

"No, I am not," Kid said, "It is just Liz and Patty likes this Harry Potter series."

"I like the books better," Maka huffed, "Movies are so un-original."

"True. Movie producers do miss out on a lot," Kid agreed, "Books are much better."

Then an uncomfortable silence passed over them. Maka and Kid did nothing but holding hands and Maka leading the way this time. They had nothing else to talk about.

"This is getting so weird," Maka murmured.

"I second that," Kid uneasily said.

"And this is getting boring," Maka said.

"I can see that," Kid nodded.

"I wonder why we aren't getting tired so easily," Maka wondered. Kid shrugged.

"Well I know Grim Reapers don't get easily tired. You are a human, right?" Kid asked.

_You have no idea, _Maka thought.

"Maka?" Kid asked.

"Huh?"

"You ARE a human, right?" Kid asked.

"Uh, about that, you will learn later. Promise," Maka uneasily smiled.

"Are you hiding something from me?" Kid asked.

"No. I am waiting to tell you the whole truth when the right time comes. Remember what Kami said?" Maka reminded Kid.

Kid thought back to Kami. Her stern face. That simple sentence. It held possessiveness and a kind of a motherly tone. Wait. Motherly? Kami was as protective as his father would be over him. What kind of relation does Kami have to Maka? Is Maka really a human like he thought all the time? She did hesitate in answering and her face is trying hard to tell him something else.

"If you promise to tell me when the right time comes," Kid mumbled. Maka smiled and squeezed his hand to show her agreement to his demand.

"I promise, Kid!" Maka smiled.

Then all of a sudden, the trees became more distant. The rocky path of the dead forest started becoming fine-grained to the point that a paved path started forming, and then their feet came in contact with a neat tiled pathway. Maka and Kid were wondering the reason why this was happening.

"Hey Kid, check this out," Maka said, "We reached the end of the forest!"

"I can see that. And now we have to go across a field?!" Kid yelled.

"Kid calm down!" Maka gripped his hand and Kid breathed in and out deeply.

"We walked all the way here and now we have to walk across a stupid darn field?" Kid wearily mumbled. Maka shrugged and started tugging the reaper when they were stopped.

"_Ku ku ku, my adorable little brother."_

"Asura," Kid said, suddenly renewing energy at the sign of mockery coming from the sky.

Three bright red eyes burned in the sky and a bunch of scarves shot down. It looked like a little tornado of all one could see was scarves being waved around round and round like a tornado.

"What the hell?" Maka murmured.

"Maka," Kid said, with a determined voice. A simple word said with such a command had an order lying underneath it. Maka nodded.

Maka threw herself up in the air and blue light enveloped her body. She turned into a dual scythe. She fell and Kid skillfully caught her.

"Oh so cute little Maka is a weapon? Oh I am sooooo scared," Asura snickered. The wind died down. The scarves un-peeled from his body.

Shoulders revealed. Hands balled into fist pressed against to eachother as if Asura could be bowing down, like he would.

Then finally, the scarves unraveled from his face. Asura's jet black strands with eye imprints showed. His deathly pale face twisted into a sick smirk. The eyes opened.

The gleaming eye within eyes of crimson opened and the third one between them open.

"You called for me?" Asura smirked.

"I think we end this. Once and for all, big brother," Kid glared.

"Fine," Asura looked at Maka's reflection in the blade.

"You lose, then your precious weapon is mine," Asura smirked.

"You lose, then you will die, and never show your face again," Kid glared.

The two took their battle stance. It was all over now. Now or never.

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TBC

A/N: Sorry for the late update! School is a hassle! :P


	17. Now or Never

Asura chuckled.

"You know, several years ago, I fell in love with Kami," Asura cackled as he leisurely circled Kid who was in his fighting stance to finish off his elder brother.

"Shut up, Asura. I have come to end your life," Kid snarled. Maka flinched.

"Oh, so she flinches…is our little Minerva scared?" Asura simpered. Kid's eyes widened.

"Maka…what is he talking about?" Kid whispered.

"Kid, do not fall for it! He is hitting your weak point! Do not listen to him!" Maka yelled from her reflection in the dual scythe.

Kid hesitated. Maka growled. He was trying to shove the harsh reality in her meister's face!

"Oh, but my dear Maka, I am not hitting his weak point," Asura smirked as he air quoted some of Maka's words with his hands, "I am merely telling the truth. Kami was such a hard-to-get person."

"She was such a self-centered person that I eventually gave up. I heard then, that she had a daughter. Who was her father, I do not know. But then it became my deepest desire. I need to have her. And possess Minerva, I shall!" Asura cackled even louder.

"Maka…I do not think I can do it…" Kid murmured. An irritation mark grew on Maka' forehead.

She transformed back into a human and she slammed her hand onto Kid's head, replicating Shinigami-sama's reaper chop. Kid looked at her angrily and Maka cursed underneath her breath.

"Shit…it hurts more than it appears…" Maka cursed, clawing at her gloved hand.

"What was that for?!" Kid growled.

"You wanna know why? Because you are becoming an idiot, losing hope in everything you have worked with me for! Do you think I worked hard to become a Death Scythe just to look glorious? I am definitely not like Justin Law who takes all the stupid fucking glory for being the fucking youngest death scythe EVER," Maka cursed, glaring at Kid.

"Then why did you work so hard?" Kid whispered.

Tears dripped down Maka's face.

"Isn't it obvious? I only want you to wield me, not anybody else. I knew you would become the next Lord Death so I worked hard!" Maka sobbed.

Kid then remembered why Maka all these times had such a determined glint when they came face to face with a pre-kishin. She never liked swallowing down souls but she did it with a straight face. She kept a list of how many souls consumed, how many left to go. She did all of this, just to be his guaranteed weapon.

That made him feel special.

Then something in Kid's heart felt lighter. Like he could face anything that was thrown at him.

Kid came forward and wrapped his hands around the sobbing blonde.

"Come on, Maka. I will work hard and make sure we don't let anything go to waste. Anything he says, I will not listen to but you owe me a huge explanation afterwards," Kid smiled.

Maka sniffled and nodded.

"Well, well, well, look at what we have here. Sorry but this isn't school. This is a battle ground," Asura smirked.

Maka twitched in irritation and Kid growled in his throat. He held his hand out expectantly and said, "Maka."

Maka nodded. She transformed and threw herself into the air.

Kid caught her with no struggle and then pointed Maka at Asura in a threatening manner.

"Oh, you are going to kill me with that? I am sooooooooooooooo scared!"

Asura jumped out of view and into the sky. One thing is, unlike most objects fly up in the air, he didn't come down like a bouncy ball. He went up there like an airplane. But even airplanes come down at some point in time, whether it be hours or what not.

"Is he…gone?" Kid whispered.

"Do not count on it. This is just the start of it," Maka snapped.

"How do you know?"

"I thought you would know your own older brother better than me! Asura likes playing games! And on his list of cynical games, Hide-and-Seek is his top favorite!" Maka hissed.

"That would make sense…"

"Remember all of those bodies? His infection is doing all the work for him. He is just hiding from this. He is trying to make your father more irritated and wants to hide even more," Maka said, as a matter-of-fact.

"W-What is the death poll?"

"Last time I heard, roughly 3000 people died from the insanity virus. And this is not just in Death City now, I hope you know."

"All over America?!"

"Yep. It is on the international news. Just wait for it to be pandemic. Then we are on the international news!" Maka cheered with sarcasm in her voice. Only she was just naturally pissed off at the moment, not at Kid.

"This is my fault…"

"Oh no, not that puppy-dog face again. Do you want me to de-transform and give you another replica of your father's Reaper-chop?"

"No."

"Then I suggest you shut up and start finding your insane brother who might end life on Earth as we know it."

Kid gulped, but nevertheless did what his own weapon ordered him to do.

oOo

Stein laughed. Marie followed after him.

"We did it!" Marie came over to hug him when Stein wagged a finger in her direction. Marie looked at him, confused.

"Stein? Are you insane?"

"No hugging until we are done making the vaccine."

"But we made it!" Marie whined, after finding out the monkey they test trialed on seemed to heal significantly after getting infected and getting their test vaccine. They had tried it on several animals and it was a success.

"We have to make mass production, remember?" Stein smirked.

"But there is always technology."

"I know THAT," Stein rolled his eyes as he pressed a few buttons here and there and put the vial containing the vaccine in it.

Then glass tubes started to come in an assembly line, get filled in an identical fluid, sealed up, packaged and then put in a huge card board box. Stein had put the setting for the machines to wrap up the boxes and put new ones to be filled up.

"Now we are done," Stein sighed, "This virus has gone nationally."

"You can't be serious!"

"Marie, if you could have listen to Shinigami-sama more, he said this has gone all over the country, Marie."

"B-But how are we going to get it distributed?"

"CDC is going to get majority of these vaccines distributed. I have to send the forms validating it has been tested," Stein said lifting a huge stack of paperwork, "And the rest is going to be distributed in Death City. Enough people had dropped dead of the Insanity Virus."

"Do you know what the name of the virus is? We can't possibly tell Americans that they are infected by Insanity! They will think of them being a little crazy and refuse to take the vaccine," Marie sighed, tearing off her rubber gloves and lab attire and chucking them in a bin like Stein as they got out of the Biohazard lab.

"That is because it has a name."

"What is it?"

"Lyssium-1."

"Ahh, I see. Greek word Lyssa means 'insane'," Marie rubbed her chin thoughtfully, "Nice."

"Not 'nice'. Shinigami-sama announced the virus name too."

"WHEN?!"

"Just an hour ago, Marie."

"Why am I not informed?!" Marie dramatically fist-pumped in the air, and a stage light isolated her in the dark room. Stein was in the shadow of the light, face-palming and hoping that would lessen his headache.

"Because you do not listen when Shinigami-sama says stuff. So you miss it, like all the time," Stein murmured and walked off.

Realization hit Marie like a ton of bricks and she had to wail for the mad scientist to stop and wait for her.

"Wait! Stein! Wait for me!"

oOo

"That sick bastard," Kami twisted a piece of metal and when she jerked her fingers open, fine powder came out.

"Kami please calm down," Shinigami-sama knew this wasn't her godly power, but her rage.

"How, Shinigami? How? He is weakening both of our children and all you can tell me is to calm down?! I am glad Maka hit Kid on the head!" Kami cried, "Or else your son would lose all the willpower together! Asura is weakening him!"

"This is why they are meant for each other," Shinigami-sama sighed.

"If your son tends to lose hope to quickly, how can I entrust Maka in his hands?" Kami looked at him with an angry expression.

"He will not lose his willpower. His love for Maka-chan is what makes him obey your daughter's orders," Shinigami-sama said, "If he didn't have any feelings for her and they were merely weapon and meister, Kid wouldn't listen to Maka and bend to her will and on the contrary get angry that she was trying to hit him on the head and go against him."

Kami stood quiet.

"But still…"

"There is really nothing to argue with."

The two turned to see Spirit, solemn as ever. Kami's face burned up as she accusingly pointed a finger at him.

"Like you are the one to talk, Spirit! I thought letting Maka in your care was okay, but you were a wrong choice, mortal! Do you think constantly hanging out with women and using them would leave a good impression on my Maka?!" Kami yelled.

"I know that I am not as amazing as you want me to be, but Shinigami-sama has a valid point. No matter what, no matter what you say, Maka and I have a bond together. I will still try to protect her like a father I should have been. And I didn't like it at first Kid getting near Maka, but then I decided, after a while, that they really love each other. How much do you want to split them? You just heard what Maka said, right?" Spirit asked.

"She only wants Kid to wield him, so she worked hard…"

"Exactly. Just know, not allowing Kid to be with Maka is also hurting your daughter. I hope you are keeping her in mind, Kami."

Kami was silent.

Spirit chuckled.

"And for your record, I am an awesome dad if I think about her when doing something."

With that he spun around. Kami grumbled underneath her breath and continued looking at the screen. Shinigami-sama sighed and watched along with her, knowing saying that Spirit was right would make the goddess even angrier, knowing that these were the few rare moments Kami was wrong.

oOo

A truck came.

Stein nodded and the government officials took the Lyssium-1 vaccines on the truck, sending truck after truck to take the boxes of mass production of the cure.

Stein sighed.

Whatever boxes he had left he was to distribute it among Death City residents.

He checked his watch. They should be coming any moment now for their vaccine.

Marie poked him in the shoulder and Stein looked at her irritated. Marie rolled her eyes and gestured towards in front of them.

When Stein looked, he saw a long line of people waiting for a vaccination.

They turned to face each other, and nodded.

They put on rubber gloves and took out syringes of the vaccine and said, "Let's get started with the Lyssium-1 vaccination."

oOo

Just when Kid and Maka thought this was a fruitless search, a scarf came out of nowhere and slapped Kid off of his feet.

"Kid!" Maka yelled.

"Aw, little brother. Cat got your tongue?" Asura snickered.

Maka growled and Kid gave a determined glint in his golden eyes. He swung Maka and made a deep gash across his shoulder.

"AHHHHHHHH!" Asura yelled like a maniac and made blind dodges with his scarves to kill Kid, who successfully and skillfully dodged each incoming scarf.

"I thought so too, stupid brother."

Kid smirked and got up on his feet right behind Asura.

Maka had a bad feeling just growing in the pit of her stomach. Something told her this wasn't going to end well.

"Kid, come on. Let's do it."

"Soul resonance? Okay," Kid said.

"No, not even soul resonance. If we did that, it would be Double Witch Hunter for me because I am a dual scythe. That cannot even mark your brother because he is a Demon God. We have to do another move," Maka murmured.

"What would that be?"

"Kishin Hunt. I will appear different than Soul though. Be careful when wielding me in that form," Maka said.

"We have to give it all we got."

"You can't do it, Kid. You are just a pathetic boy whose Sanzu lines are asymmetrical," Asura smirked as he huffed heavily from the damage he received.

"Shut up," Kid twitched.

"You are daddy's favorite, but will you be? If your lines never connect and you never get past that pathetic OCD nature of yours, he might just abandon you," Asura simpered.

"I SAID shut UP," Kid growled. Something started to vibrate.

"We all knew you are nothing but a little weak reaper," Asura came closer.

"_Please shut up!"_

"You are just weak. You can't even face me. Is this game over? Do I smell defeat? And do I get to have your delicious weapon here?"

"**NO ONE GETS TO TOUCH MY MAKA!"**

"Kid!" Maka weakly protested as her voice was cut off.

Kid's soul surrounded his body, a purple colored one, with huge Shinigami black skulls on each side symmetrically. Kid's eyes flashed blue, making Maka gasp. But what really made her stumble back was when the Sanzu lines peeled off his hair and made a complete circle around his head, making a clash of bright blinding light when each of the three lines connected.

Maka gasped when she saw her weapon body transform even larger than her Soul Resonance attack. She was enlarged into two huge and colorful scythe blades.

She was a beautiful color of an aurora light instead of a colorful rainbow like Soul (Referring to Kishin Hunt in the anime, not manga).

Kid growled and made a swing for Asura. Asura smirked as the blade tried to cut off his shoulder and cried out in pain when it actually hurt him.

Eyes flashing with the hunger of revenge, Asura shot a scarf whose tip was as sharp as an arrowhead and struck Kid in his left shoulder, making Maka think it was his heart.

Maka de-transformed as she watched her meister fall.

"Maka, the game is over. You are to come to me."

"Wrong."

Asura looked at Maka in surprise.

"I am not done with you yet."

Maka looked skyward, and saw a bright flash.

"_It is time, Maka. Show who you really are," _Kami's voice floated in the sky.

Maka nodded, determined.

"Thank you, mother."

And then a bright flash surrounded Maka's body, making her light too much for Asura to bear as he wrapped his scarves around his face to block it out.

"I will be taking your soul, Asura."

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TBC


	18. Let's End This

Maka's eyes flashed in anger. Asura yelled as the light continued to bother him. She created an invisible shield around Kid's body so that Asura couldn't hurt him while he dealt with her.

Instead of her Spartoi Uniform, her dress was replaced with a Greek dress. Her face was covered in a Greek helmet. Her arms were covered in armor and her chest as well. Under the high slit of the dress folds, her feet were covered in armor. A bright halo encircled her head and bright wings slightly smaller than Kami's sprouted from her back.

In her each of her hands flashed a bright spear. The mark of an owl was embedded into her neck. When the light dimmed down from her transformation, Asura peeked and smirked.

"So my tasty meal has transformed? Makes eating you up easier," Asura smirked.

From his wounded position, Kid opened his eyes and tried to sit up from shock when he saw Maka fully transformed.

"Go on, tell him. The truth you have been depriving him of all along," Asura laughed.

"Maka?"

She swiveled her head around only to look at Kid for one moment before looking away to keep an eye on Asura for surprise attacks.

"Yes, Kid?"

"W-What is the meaning of all of this?"

"I told you that I would tell you at the right time, right? You were highly suspecting this all along, right?" Maka asked.

Kid nodded.

"Well, truth is, I am Kami-sama's daughter. Born from her head, I am her favorite of favorite. My other alias is Athena which is my Greek name and Minerva which is my Roman name," Maka sighed.

"S-So which name do YOU prefer?" Kid asked.

Maka looked at him as if he grew a second head.

"Kid, really? Your brother is a maniac and you want to know at the worst case scenario which is my preferred name? Just call me Maka!"

Then Asura tried to attack Maka, making the blonde girl curse underneath her breath. Pulling down the cover to the helmet, she raced off into the battlefield.

"Wait!"

But Maka was gone, fighting for what she knew she should be doing. She was going to end this and put a stop to the infection.

oOo

Inside the thick tornado that formed Maka huffed but then used her powers to clear some of the dust away. In the middle of the tornado stood Asura, grinning like an idiot.

"All right," Maka huffed pointing her spear in Asura's direction, "Let's end this."

"Ladies first," Asura grinned. Maka huffed.

"You are in no way courteous. Just take the fucking goddamn first move," Maka cursed.

Asura grinned and pouted saying, "My, my, my, cursing so much. Too much for a lady."

He shot an arrowhead scarf in Maka's direction. She caught it underneath her foot and ripped the scarf off his body with a spear.

"I know these scarves are made from your skin, right?" Maka smirked, watching Asura howl in pain. She lunged for him, making a huge gash on his back and she flew up with her wings.

Scarves wrapped around her body and Maka quick to respond, slashed them clean through with her twin spears.

"You do know, these spears aren't for fun, right?" Maka smirked even more.

Asura shuddered.

"Oh I am going to have SO MUCH FUN with you, my dear Asura," Maka laughed in a delighted manner like someone got a free $50 for fun.

Asura gulped. He knew his end was coming near.

And it was not going to be fun.

Maka sliced her twin spears down, and made a cut so deep that Asura's arms were damaged beyond repair. Even his godly Shinigami power couldn't heal the permanent damage Maka inflicted upon him.

"Twin spear attack! Immobilization!" Maka shot the spears at him and the spears hit his legs. Maka shot them at his arms and they hit them again, but this time not inflicting pain.

Asura struggled and said, "What the fuck! I can't move my stupid fucking arms!"

"I thought you said it is improper for me to cuss."

Asura's eyes flashed, "For a LADY it is."

Maka's hunter green eyes flashed with anger and she said, "You know…not all women are weak. At least they seem to have much more dignity than you men. Such few men are worthy of receiving love. Kid is one of them."

"So you decided to have pity!" Asura laughed only to be sharply slapped.

"No. I don't pity him. I love him. And I will avenge for the pain you inflicted on him and the countless people you killed with insanity," Maka's eyes hardened.

Asura gulped. Maka positioned her spears at where Asura's hear is.

"You have caused so much pain. So under the orders of Kami-sama and Shinigami-sama, I am going to terminate you," Maka glared. Asura tried to wiggle free.

"Twin spear termination!"

The spears when guided up by Maka's hands followed the direction of her fingers pointed at his heart. They plunged in, making a clean cut through Asura's heart.

Asura's agonized yells filled the universe of Insanity as his scarves wrapped tightly around his body. Maka pulled out the spear and brought them back to her side.

The scarves cracked and then blue light exploded, nearly knocking Maka off her own feet.

The tornado died down. Maka could see her own meister 100 feet away.

Then in awe, she saw where Asura once was, thousands of clean and innocent and pure souls floating in the air. The space was covered in blue light radiating off the pure souls.

"Such innocent people were killed," Maka murmured remorsefully before she remembered her own meister and flew over to him.

"That is the truth I had been trying to save for until now," Maka smiled and then frowned.

"What's the matter, Maka?"

"Your shoulder. Is it all right?"

"Doesn't seem to be healing."

"So your Shinigami powers can't heal it?" Maka cocked her head to the side.

"N-No…I tried…"

Maka sighed and then made a deep gash on the side of her neck opposite to the owl marking. Kid's eyes nearly bugged out.

"What are you doing, Maka? You are hurting yourself!"

"Drink."

"W-What?"

"I am an Angel of Life and you are the Guardian of Death. If a reaper becomes wounded severely, an angel's blood can heal the wound as if it never existed. Likewise, if an angel becomes wounded, the reaper's blood is the new antidote."

"B-But you are a goddess…"

"Gods or angels, whatever."

The blood dribbled out. Maka looked at him with concern, "Drink it, Kid. Or are you going to let my medicine go to waste? It was rather painful to bring it to the surface."

Kid snapped his head forward and latched his mouth to the wound on Maka's neck. She almost thought he drank like a vampire like Soul would gush on and on about one of his favorite comics. But there were no fangs.

Her blood was being gently sucked out, as to make sure that she didn't faint. Maka chuckled and pressed his head deeper in and said, "Take as much as you need, Kid."

Then her blood was being sucked out at a fast rate, shocking her. She watched his shoulder patch up, the wound from Asura's scarf growing new skin and tissues and vessels and wrapping up together like wrapping paper. Then his reaper jacket magically stitched itself by a fast rate and she felt Kid take his last gulp and refusing to detach before he licked the bloody gash and healed it.

Kid leaned back and the wiped the blood dribbling off his chin and licking it.

"Thank you so much Maka. Did I take too much?"

Maka wheezed. She was feeling very dizzy. She fell forward into Kid's arms, and couldn't hear his panicked cries of help.

"…So…tired…must…rest…"

Then Maka blacked out.

oOo

When Maka groaned and opened her eyes, she winced at the bright light.

"Turn…the…fucking…light…off…"

"Now, you do not sound like a lady when you cuss," Stein smirked.

"You sound just like Asura."

"He reminded you of your manners?" Stein chuckled, "How original."

"Stein!" Marie gasped.

Then Maka was engulfed into a huge hug. When she caught a whisp of hair of black with three half rings of Sanzu lines, Maka smiled.

"So they didn't connect for good, Kid?"

"No, I guess not. I felt horrible."

Maka grasped Kid's arm and smiled, "Hey, don't think that way. If your lines connected for a short time, then do know you are on your way."

Kid didn't let go of Maka and said, "You finally woke up. I was so worried."

"Hmm? How long was I asleep?"

"One week."

"WHAT?!"

The door slammed open and Kid let go of Maka.

"MY MAKA! Oh goodness you are all right!" Kami squealed and ran and enveloped Maka into a tight hug.

"Can't…breathe…mom…" Maka wheezed.

"Oops, sorry sweetie," Kami laughed and let go of Maka, "I was just so scared that you wouldn't wake up, Maka."

Maka looked at herself. Her transformation had un-done when she lost consciousness.

"So what happened when I lost conscious?" Maka asked.

"Kid carried you and when we found both of you Stein tried to take you out of his arms and he went nuts and wouldn't let you go. The whole week you were out he refused to sleep in a normal bed. Heck we were lucky to make him change three times this week and eat a little bit," Kami said.

"Mom, go get me a thick encyclopedia," Maka murmured.

Kami grinned and handed her one. Maka looked at Kid and got up from her bed.

"Makaaaaaaa…."

Kid flinched.

"CHOP!" And with that, the book came crashing down on Kid's head. Even Kami was shocked. She thought her daughter would hit Spirit or Stein for being too emotional or making fun of her situation. But never would she guess that Maka would aim for Kid's head to be the victim.

"What was that for?!"

"For not keeping your health in mind while I was out. Do you think I would be happy to see you so thin? Mom, please go get something for both of us to eat. Make Kid's plate bigger," Maka added. Kami smugly smirked and nodded and left the room to carry out Maka's request.

"B-But I am not hungry…" Kid started when Maka cut him off with a sharp glare.

"Of course you are."

And to prove her point a huge growl filled the room. Maka looked at her meister and smirked.

"Oh, I must be hallucinating now, should I be?" Maka cupped her ear. Kid blushed.

"Fine…"

"Hey Kid?"

"Yes, Maka?"

"Who gave me blood while I was out?"

"Me."

"Why? I gave you my blood to heal your injuries. The last thing I want for you to do is something as stupid as giving me your blood when you lost a lot on the battlefield!" Maka complained.

"Maka, I am fine. And I took lots of blood to heal my injury. It takes a lot of blood to heal a deep one, Maka. So when they said you lost too much I decided to give you some of mine," Kid said.

Maka smiled.

"C'mere," Maka sat down on her bed and made enough room on the bed for Kid to sit down on.

Kid blushed, "I-I don't know about that."

"Come on, Kid, you are as weak as I am right now. We both need to get better," Maka smiled.

Kid reluctantly sat next to Maka and wrapped his arms around the blonde's shoulder.

Maka snuggled into his warm arms and wrapped her own arms around Kid's waist, making the young reaper blush profusely.

Then the door burst open and there stood Black*Star, Tsubaki, Crona, Patti, Liz, and Soul.

Maka eyed the hand holding between Soul and Liz and smirked, "So Soul, did you finally grow a pair and ask Liz out?"

"W-WHAT?!" Soul yelled, red-faced.

"Oh don't play dumb with me. Kid and I already knew," Maka rolled her eyes and Kid snorted.

"Y-You knew?" Liz became paper pale.

"Liz when you become red around Soul and then at the mansion I see your browser is nothing but dating tips and confession advice, I can pretty much tell you are in love," Kid chuckled.

"And Soul, when you start reading romance manga and try to wear a suit with a rose in the pocket, I know you are trying to impress someone. I then found out later it was for Liz. Although, you two are just one stubborn pair," Maka said, "And Liz would dunk her head in a hole if I gave her suggestive hints."

"B-but you said you never thought I would have the UPPER HAND, Maka! That is why I dunked my head in the sink!"

"Yeah, full of water."

"But it is true, you know," Tsubaki teased.

"Yeah, each time each night onee-chan would kiss a poster of Soul's face!" Patty squealed.

"Oh yeah, and what about you and Crona?!" Liz yelled back.

"I love him!" Patty smiled and grabbed his hand, making the sword meister blush.

"You know, if you haven't noticed, Liz, Patti and Crona had been going on pancake eating competitions at that new diner lately," Tsubaki nervously laughed.

"Not just any restaurant! They sell GIRAFFE SHAPED PANCAKES! EPIC!" Patty yelled, fist-pumping.

"And I see Black*Star and Tsubaki are finally together," Kid smiled.

"Y-Yeah…" Tsubaki blushed.

"WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO BE WITH THIS AWESOME GOD?!" Black*Star yelled.

"Me," Maka said bluntly, kind of ticked off that he didn't drop that stupid act.

"WHAT?!" Black*Star felt something had punched his huge 'ego'.

"What, you want me to lie?"

"No! But I know you are trying hard not to tell me the real truth!" Black*Star yelled.

"Excuse me please stop hitting on my girlfriend," Kid glared, making Maka blush.

"Ah so he finally made the move! Go Kid!" Patty squealed.

"I knew this would happen," Liz smiled.

"YEAH!" was all Black*Star could say after he got his reputation wounded by Kid's glare.

"You two make the perfect pair," Tsubaki warmly smiled.

"I-I t-think you two m-make a c-c-cute couple," Crona blushed dark red.

And it was a pleasant evening between the circle of friends as they continued to make puns and jokes on each other's love lives.

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TBC


	19. Moms Matter Most In Marriage

It was two weeks since Asura's defeat. Maka had stabilized from her extreme blood loss and Kid had tried to apologize for it, only to get a book slammed on his head with a huge explanation that it was fundamentally necessary or else his body would never heal.

Nevertheless, Kid felt terrible.

One day in the death room, Kid felt like he and Maka had gotten close enough as close comrades and at this point they would long be considered girlfriend and boyfriend. So maybe the time had come when…

"Don't push your luck, zebra."

Kid whirled around to see Kami leaning on the side of his throne and looked down at him with suspicious eyes. Kid immediately shot out of his seat and faced her.

"K-Kami-sama!"

"Honestly if you call your dad a father then can you call me aunt or something? I feel old with that honorific," Kami yawned.

"B-But!"

"No other option," Kami cut the young reaper off.

"What are you doing here?" Kid asked.

"Well I came here and saw you daydreaming about something on your throne. I guess peeking into your brain didn't hurt-"

"You cut open my head?!"

"Kami…SLICE!"

Kid cupped his head where the boomerang hit his head hard. (Me: Lol…that was the first thing I could think up of…boomerang *pfft*)

"No GENIUS. I looked at what you were thinking. And I see you want to get past girlfriend and boyfriend relationship with MY daughter. Something more intimate…" Kami drawled.

Kid shivered. He should've known Kami would be overprotective of Maka. It was only natural. But then again, his father was like that too.

"You see, I don't think you are that bad," Kami checked her nails before glancing at Kid over her shoulders. Kid's hope grew.

"But then again, you could be one of those hopeless leeches who made my daughter fall for him. But I trust Maka into making the right decisions. However… the ultimate test in winning her hand, is you have to convince me. Other else, I have another fine suitor waiting for Maka's hand in marriage," Kami gave a nonchalant look at Kid and left the room.

Kid was left worrying his head off as the goddess left the room.

-x-

Maka was walking to school. She pushed her weapon partner to pick up Liz by motorcycle. She smirked when she made Soul blush and not the other way around. She officially made him feel embarrassed.

Maka tilted her head towards the sky and smiled when she saw Kid gliding through it on a skateboard.

She waved towards the sky and Kid froze. She smiled even bigger when her meister acknowledged her.

"Kid! Come on! Let's go to school together!" Maka smiled brightly.

Kid trembled, something that caught Maka off guard. Was he… scared? No, that couldn't be!

Kid then sped off, alarming Maka even more. He is never this secluded from her, ever. Her mother must have told him some nonsense to get him all stiff for something. Maka clenched her fists. She made a mental note to visit her overprotective mother after school that day.

-x-

Maka was pissed. Her weapon was worried when he saw his meister being ignored by Kid. Soul scratched his head and looked at his girlfriend, Liz, for any idea why.

"I can talk to her after class," Liz smiled after giving him a quick peck on the lips. Soul nodded and pushed back his hair in a cool manner.

-x-

Maka was storming down the hallway. If nothing stood in her way, she could strangle her mother right then and there, without keeping in regard of how much Kami loved her and idolized her as her daughter.

Liz and Patty, worried, caught up with Maka.

"Hey Maka, what's up?" Liz uneasily laughed.

"I am going to strangle my mother that is what's up," Maka snarled. Patty shivered.

"I do not think she will get in the way of your happiness, right Patty? I think she will want you to be with who you love!" Liz exclaimed, nervousness seeping into her voice.

"Oh if she was like that then why is Kid acting so DISTANT today? And more importantly, why are you two defending my mother and not Kid?" Maka spat.

"Big sis is, not me. I didn't say anything," Patty quickly hid behind Liz. Maka rolled her eyes.

"Like you would say anything against my mom," Maka growled before reaching the Death Room and shoving the doors open.

"Mom, we have to talk," Maka coldly said. Kami looked up. She slightly quaked in fear when she saw her daughter glaring at her. She wasn't the Minerva for nothing.

"Maka! How was school?" Kami sang and plastered Maka in a hug. Maka untangled herself from Kami's strong arms.

"Terrible," Maka snapped.

"Why was that? I am sure you didn't get a bad grade-" Kami started off.

"Kid had been avoiding me the whole day. I am suspecting you told him something," Maka glared. Kami sighed and let go of her daughter.

"All right, I did!" Kami threw her hands in the air.

"No way…" Maka drawled in such a manner that Kami knew Maka was being sarcastic.

Kami glared, "Don't get so snippy with me, young woman!"

"Um, I have EVERY FRICKIN' REASON to since I got the feeling you poured some poison into Kid!" Maka yelled. She knew her legal guardian was being all emotional when he had his emotional corner. Her mother was no better than her father in terms of protectiveness.

Kami sighed and tried to reach out to Maka but the blonde jerked out of her grasp.

"You do not have any right to touch me if you told some nonsense to Kid," Maka glared. The sisters shivered in fear. This is one side of Maka that no one should evoke out of her.

"I just want to test him if he is suitable for you, Maka dear!" Kami tried to reason.

"I am not listening to you and your stupid overprotectiveness! I love you very much, but you should know that I should be able to marry who I love! Have you seen Kid today? He looked like he didn't sleep for a week!" Maka spat.

Liz and Patty suddenly became alarmed. Now that they think about it, their meister stopped dropping them off to school, which didn't matter that they now have boyfriends.

"What. Did. You. Tell. Him?" Maka growled each word.

Kami shivered and considered not telling her daughter about the encounter.

"I told him that there was another suitor asking your hand in marriage and I was seriously considering it," Kami said after a huge silence.

"Way to go," Spirit glared.

"Oh shut up, you womanizer," Kami glared right back.

"You told him WHAT?!" Maka lost it.

"I told him-"

"Oh shut up already! What suitor? I have no other suitors! I made them go away!" Maka yelled.

"Well I am still testing him!" Kami yelled back. Maka glared so hard that even her mother can't match it.

"If Kid's health becomes bad enough, I am not caring that this is your test. I am stopping it," Maka said and then turned around to leave. Kami clamped a hand on Maka's shoulder.

"You can't," Kami said.

"Watch me, MOMMY," Maka glared and ripped her shoulder out of Kami's hand and left the Death Room.

Kami clicked her tongue in despair and sat down.

"You know, my meister would not dare of using her," Liz tentatively walked closer.

"Kid-kun would never think so low of her," Patty said in an even tone, shocking her elder sister.

Kami just sighed. Shinigami-sama just watched in despair as he pondered if he should get his son some acetaminophen or ibuprofen.

-x-

Maka slammed her hand down on the counter. Soul flinched. It had been a week later since the annoying brush with her mother. Liz and Patty were getting increasingly worried over Kid.

It was a Saturday now and Maka couldn't focus on her classical book in her hands.

"I swear, he won't sleep!" Liz exclaimed to her boyfriend.

"That is so weird. Did Kami-sama say something to him?" Soul asked in confusion.

"Well, she did say that she planned to give Maka away to another suitor that she does not have," Liz scratched her head. Soul groaned. He now knew the source of Kid's despair.

"What?" Liz looked at Soul as if he grew a second head.

"He is just worried. Her mother is being overprotective and it took me a long time to earn her trust to be Maka's weapon at the least. We all know Kid deserves her but she won't accept it unless he really proves it to her," Soul groaned and rubbed his forehead.

"And how exactly is Kid supposed to prove mother?" Maka gained interest.

"Honestly, I do not know," Soul said, "This is your mom. You out of all people should know the patterns and the way she works."

"I am her daughter yet she is still an enigma," Maka glared and rubbed her forehead in addition.

"Well you did say that if Kid's health condition got bad enough you will stop her test," Liz nervously wrung her hands.

"And I do not know what will happen after that. What if she puts her foot down and says no to marriage?" Maka asked.

"Well I know you are strong to let her know that your happiness lies in Kid, right?" Soul asked.

"Just tell her face on, dammit!" Patty smiled with a dark aura building around her, making Maka shiver. Although the gang knew Maka was infinite times scarier in her rare dark moods.

"Fine," Maka murmured.

"In fact, let's go visit him right now!" Liz cheered. Patty nodded and Soul smiled, taking Liz's hand. Maka sheepishly just followed the rest of them.

-x-

Kid was exhausted. He couldn't sleep even if he wanted to. He couldn't face her without seeing Kami's face and the face becoming a frowning one with the same words repeated over and over again.

Maka was worried about him, but Kami was right. He had to prove that he was a man.

"What man?" Kid murmured and just shifted in his bed, wide awake in broad daylight, "I can't even get past my stupid OCD!"

As if on que, the door clicked open downstairs. With Kid's sharp hearing, he knew someone came. It was probably Liz or Patty. They had the keys to the mansion as well.

Using his soul perception, however, he sensed FOUR souls. One of those souls had wings on the end like an angel. Oh no…

"Do you know where he is?" Maka's worried voice surfaced.

"He is in his room, moping on the bed," Liz sighed. The voices were becoming more and more loud. They were coming upstairs!

"He is not sleeping after all this stress?" Soul asked.

"How can he? He probably got threatened!" Patty squealed.

"Patty that is not something to be happy about," Liz sighed. Kid panicked. They were right outside his door!

Then the door clicked open.

"Hey Maka, good luck with the idiot. We are going to leave you two company, okay?" Liz smirked. Maka was protesting but they said their good-bye's and the door behind them clicked shut.

Then there was just pin drop silence. Maka awkwardly moved to the side of Kid's bed and sat down.

"Hey Kid," Maka uneasily smiled.

"Maka? What are you doing here?" Kid asked.

"You look so terrible!" Maka cried. She took his face in her hands and brought it closer for inspection. Then her face filled with determination and then she rushed off to the bathroom.

She found a vial and a sharp object.

"Maka what are you doing-" Kid started but was cut off with the smell of blood filling the room. Maka came in the room with her cut hand spilling blood into a smaller container. When the vial was filled she put bandages around her hand and then held it out to Kid.

"Drink it, Kid. You look so weak and I feel so terrible," Maka, worried, sat next to Kid.

"I'm fine," Kid tried to push her hand away.

"Oh really? Try to get up and walk in a straight line," Maka glared at Kid. Kid huffed and fumbled with the covers.

Due to the lack of strength, he clumsily fell on the floor. He wobbled to his feet and fell again due to the lack of consumption of food. Maka sighed and helped Kid into bed. She looked into his eyes once more and held them there again. Holding his hand in hers she held the vial.

"Do you love me?" Maka asked.

"What kind of question is that-"

"Do you love me?" Maka pressed.

"Yes of course, why-"

"Then drink this," Maka pleaded. Kid sighed and knew Maka was right. He was in her debt again.

Kid gulped it down and drank it slowly. He could have drunk it in a second because Maka's blood tasted sweet as nectar. But he wanted to make sure he got the full effect off the medicine.

Maka sighed in happiness. She leaned back and put more pressure to her bleeding wrist. Kid noticed and he grabbed Maka's arm and undid the bandages. He licked her cut dry and Maka smiled when she saw Kid gaining color to his face and gradually healing.

"Good lord, Kid! You look so much better!" Maka hugged Kid tight.

"I-I am supposed to be strong yet I had to drink your antidote twice! How can I protect you when I can't protect myself?" Kid yanked himself out of Maka's arms. Maka huffed and slammed a hand on his head.

"Man that hurts," Maka murmured and could only think about how Shinigami-sama survived giving Shinigami chops to everybody.

"Ow what the heck!" Kid clawed at his head.

"That is for thinking you are worth less than you really are," Maka glared at Kid.

"But it's true, isn't it?" Kid retorted without caring if he got another Maka Chop or not.

"No, it is not. You are strong emotionally as well. Kid you need to know physical strength does not make you a strong person by heart," Maka said, "Remember when Asura tried to take me away from you?"

"Yeah," Kid snorted, "I was clawed and I watched you fight him while I sat in a little bubble shield casted by you. So heroic."

"No," Maka glared at Kid and then smiled, "When he said he would try to take me away from you, you reached your full potential and said no one gets to touch me. You called me yours. Do you remember? You were invincible."

Her words struck a chord in his heart. Maka was right. He did say that and at that moment when his lines connected, nothing could topple him over.

"Ignore what my mom said. She thinks you were weak because you didn't do all of the fighting. But Kid, you are strong because you never give up and you support all of us. You never think bad about anybody and you would never let any pre-kishin harm us. If they did then you would make them pay. Now that is what I care about more than having actual strength," Maka smiled.

Kid's hard golden eyes softened. He felt so touched. He didn't need to be someone he wasn't. Maka always wanted him to be himself and that was good enough for her. More than what she asked for, even.

"Come here," Kid said softly. Maka nodded and nestled into Kid's arms. Kid pulled her up so she was sitting in his lap when he hugged her.

"What do we tell your mother?" Kid asked after a few moments.

"That we want to be together and my mother has to suck it up," Maka said without a second hesitation.

"I knew that was coming," Kid said grimly.

"What else did you expect? If you never tell mother then she really will set me up with some snotty immortal creature," Maka huffed.

"So you had no suitors?" Kid asked after a moment.

"No, I think she was trying to scare you. But she could set me up if you do not grow up," Maka tapped Kid's chest in a form of mock scolding.

Kid chuckled and said, "Yes, I will go tell her."

"No I will come with you. In case mom tries to make up a story saying I do not have any feelings for you or other crap like that," Maka fumed.

"Why would your mother tell me that?" Kid asked, concerned.

"She told you I had suitors when I didn't. What other colorful things can Mother Dear tell you when I am not there?" Maka asked.

Kid sighed and patted Maka's back. His weapon was right, once more.

"Okay, both of us will tell your mom," Kid whispered.

Then the both of them drifted into sleep in each other's arms. They didn't know that in their sleep the door cracked slightly open.

"I knew it," Liz whispered.

"They wouldn't last without each other," Soul smirked.

"Mmph!" Patty nodded her head. The couple knew that Patty would scream really loud when peaking on the love birds, blowing their cover. So they had to duct tape her mouth closed.

"Come on, they have a LOT of catching up to do," Liz yanked Soul by the arm and clicked the door shut softly, dragging Patty behind her.

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TBC


	20. Finalization

Spirit slapped his forehead. He couldn't believe that he was labeled as the terrible parent when Kami herself is one too.

"You make an eyesore of a mom, you know that?" Spirit glared.

"And you make an unspeakable womanizer of a legal guardian, did you know that?" Kami glared at him while rubbing her temple.

"At least I didn't try to trample young love!" Spirit yelled.

"Yeah says the crybaby who dictates Maka to marry when she is fifty years old!" Kami shot back.

"Oh yeah? I have come to accept their relationship unlike you!" Spirit threw his hands up in the air.

"You two, enough," Shinigami-sama came in the room rubbing his own head. He was a little ticked off with his son's change in personality as well.

"Kami, I wish you didn't scare my son," Shinigami-sama sighed.

"Well he was daydreaming about him and Maka!" Kami sighed.

"I think he deserves to, knowing how far they went," Spirit glared at the goddess. Kami glared right back.

"Go ahead, I don't mind if you call me a womanizer. At least I didn't do something like ruin someone's health!" Spirit glared.

"Maka should have the perfect match and not regret it in later life!" Kami sighed, "I don't want to see her sad!"

"You do know you made her sad by making my son's health decline, correct?" Shinigami-sama asked.

Kami stayed quiet. Something in her wanted to prove those words wrong, but she knew in the end, Shinigami-sama was right. Sensing the goddess's uncertainty the death god sighed and rubbed his mask with his hand, he shook his head.

"I am not asking you to love me or anything," Shinigami-sama sighed, "I am asking for you to keep in mind my son and your daughter and how happy they are together. By forcing them apart because of this test, you are making them unhappy. Now tell me, is your test helping or ruining your daughter?"

"I thought it could help her…" Kami's voice was now no more than a whisper.

"Well it isn't, Kami, and you need to accept that Maka might be happy with Kid," Shinigami-sama said before turning around and going about his business.

Spirit was now the next one to face Kami. He glared and for once, the goddess was scared and he was ferocious.

"I am telling you. If Maka suffers, I am going to stop this stupid test of yours right then and there," Spirit glared and then walked away, leaving Kami to shake in fear.

-x-

"Wow, speak of a rebellion," Liz rolled her eyes.

"It is the only thing to do," Maka said curtly.

"Is there any way around it? Perhaps convincing your mother?" Tsubaki, the peacemaker, asked. Maka rolled her eyes at that statement.

"The only way to convince mom is that Kid does her stupid little test," Maka snorted, but then became serious.

"I don't want to do her test," Kid murmured.

"And that is why you aren't going to," Maka quickly said after him. Kid gave Maka's hand a tentative squeeze.

"Going against your mom… now I see World War Three in effect," Soul said with color draining out of his face.

"Oh stop being so dramatic," Maka huffed, "Mom sometimes needs to accept that her little bird is growing up and her little bird can have the responsibility of choosing her own to be husband. But she has a hard time doing that considering I was born out of her brain."

"And that is why you got your nickname," Black*Star snickered. Maka glared at him and swung a hand down on his cranium. The rest of the group stood shell-shocked and then Maka cleared her throat.

"Quit driving us off topic," Maka glared at the ninja now on the floor.

"Anyways, are you sure your mother is just going to agree with your denial to her test?" Liz asked, "Can she even handle you going against her with a no?"

"That is what I am afraid of," Maka whispered, a distant memory playing in her eyes.

"What?" Tsubaki softly asked.

"She is just a complete mommy bird," Maka sighed, "Completely shields me from the world until she had to drop me into the world out of thin air. Always thinking I am weak when I am not. She thinks my judgmental skills are third class when they aren't."

"That is the thing," Tsubaki whispered, "When she lets go of you, she lets go of you forever."

Maka nodded, "It is hard to let go."

"It is a hard decision," Kid whispered.

"She just needs to be able to accept after all of the recent events that you have proved enough, Kid. She is being stubborn now, not uncertain," Maka sighed, raking a hand through her blonde hair.

"That is true," Tsubaki sighed taking a sip of her drink.

"Well good luck telling your mom, and I hope she doesn't burst when you tell the truth," Soul sighed and he hugged Liz.

Maka looked at Kid and asked, "Tomorrow?"

Kid smiled at his girlfriend and whispered, "Tomorrow, after school."

-x-

School went out and Maka faced Kid. Kid nodded and he held out his hand and Maka took it. They set down the hall and came to the double doors of Death Room.

Kid stopped Maka and started to take a deep breath. Maka eyed him curiously.

"Are you scared?" Maka smirked teasingly.

"Why would I be?" Kid asked.

"You are murmuring underneath your breath to stay calm," Maka rolled her eyes, "Admit it, you are nervous. Want to tell mom another time?"

Kid felt like he was bringing her down when he had tentatively pulled them back. They are this close to shoving the truth up Kami's face and he got nervous. He can't pull them down. Kid shook his head, with determination filling his facial features.

"We came so far in just building courage. We aren't stopping anytime soon," Kid smiled and Maka hugged his arm and together they pushed the door open.

Kami who was sitting on a nearby chair shot up to her feet when the doors opened. Her face paled of colors when the two of them came in at the same time. Maka was latching onto Kid's arm and it made her furious.

"Maka! What is the meaning of this?!" Kami yelled.

"I made my choice," Maka said simply.

"Not yours. I said I will choose for you!" Kami yelled again. Maka grimaced at her mother's harsh yelling. Kid was about to open his mouth to calm Kami down when he felt Maka squeeze his arm as a brake.

"Don't say anything Kid," Maka whispered.

Kid nodded slightly and let Maka do the work.

"You are just going to have to accept that Kid is the only one I want to marry no one else. If you can't accept it then I will not call you my mother," Maka said.

Kami froze.

"And I will run away with him," Maka added quickly. This caught Kid off guard but he liked the sound of it.

Kami started sobbing. Maka didn't waver even when Kid wanted to.

_Kid, don't. Mom is testing me. She is using emotions as a way for me or you to melt and then she might deem either you or me too weak to be with each other, _Maka conveyed through telepathy.

Kid, as absurd as he found Maka's explanation, nodded. He then found out how right Maka was when Kami whipped her face up and all the fake tears were pouring down.

"Why aren't you comforting me?! I am your mother!" Kami yelled.

"Mother you are not going through any pain. Those tears are crocodile tears. And lastly you are testing us," Maka sighed.

"I knew as much," Kami grumbled. Then she turned around and went back to her chair. She sat and sighed and propped up her hand and rested her face on her palm.

"You better treat her right. I made sure she was the sharpest of the sharpest. Treat her wrong and I will wed her off to someone else and you will be plagued by nightmares," Kami glared.

"But mother, how do you know how to enter someone's dreams?" Maka asked.

"Let's say I know how to get on the Dream God's good side," Kami smirked evilly. Maka shivered and Kid grimaced.

"Okay enough creeping us out, you agreed and I won. Good," Maka groaned.

"I am just making sure that he gets the image, right sweetheart?" Kami smiled not-to-nicely at Kid who just shivered, nodded, and looked the other way. Maka rolled her eyes.

Her mom agreed and that is all what she wanted. Kami held her arms out and she smiled. Maka smiled back and she ran into her mom's arms.

When Kami's arms gently wove around Maka's shoulders, small tears started to trail. Then everyone became alarmed in the room. Kami never cried, even if it was a life and death situation.

"What?" Kami shot the others a glare, "Can't a mom of the bride cry? Or is it plain illegal?"

"No, I never said that, it is so…" Shinigami-sama trailed off, not knowing what else to say.

"Unknown," Spirit finished for the death god, "It is so unknown that you could cry."

"Oh shut up, womanizer, I have lacrimal glands which can produce tears as efficiently as any ordinary human being," Kami rolled her eyes. Spirit grimaced.

Kami let go of her daughter and she pushed Maka in the direction of Kid. She smirked, "Go and have fun with your fiancé. But do wait to do _it _after marriage. After all, it is _worth the wait_."

Shinigami-sama and Spirit were clueless to what Kami meant. That is because they don't know of the classes on teen pregnancy and possible consequences were being held in school. But Kid and Maka did know what she meant. They both became ripe tomatoes.

"Just kidding, I know you two are that smart. Just saying," Kami laughed as she watched Maka run out the door with Kid.

"What do you mean by worth the wait?" Spirit asked, and for one second he almost looked naïve and innocent and not perverted.

"I am not telling you," Kami gave him a funny look.

"Why not?" Spirit pleaded.

"Because if I do, then your pervertedness might go to a whole new level," Kami sighed, "And I do not want that to happen."

"You care about me…" little animation tear drops started to dip down from Spirit's big doe blue eyes that enlarged by 200 percent.

"As if," Kami bluntly said, sending Spirit to his little emo corner, "I am just thinking of the innocent women who don't want to be taken advantage of by perverts like you."

"You know, you didn't have to go that harsh on him," Shinigami-sama sweat dropped at Spirit's excessive crying antics.

"Why? Do you disagree with me?" Kami asked. Shinigami-sama shook his head and Kami smirked.

When the halls filled of agonizing sobs Kami sighed in frustration.

"Hey…" Kami asked, an annoyed tick mark growing at the back of her head.

"Yes?" Shinigami-sama asked politely.

"Does he cry this much all the time?" Kami asked.

"Only when I try to expose him to the truth," Shinigami-sama sighed. Spirit heard this and he cried even louder, increasing Kami's headache.

"OH JUST SHUT UP ALREADY!" Kami yelled.

-x-

Maka and Kid ran out of the Death Room with red faces.

"Wow it worked. Mom was even more accepting than normal," Maka laughed. Kid smiled. Maka's laughs were so pretty like silver bells.

"Come to think of it…" Kid trailed off, "We never had a first kiss."

"Wha-" Maka blushed and was about to come with a verbal attack with that sudden request when Kid pulled her face towards his and their lips met. They kissed passionately for a good twenty seconds when Kid finally let go.

"What was that for?!" Maka asked breathlessly.

"We were so busy with school, missions and the battle with Asura that I do not think we actually had a good time to talk and have the first kiss together," Kid said, "At least I think this is my first kiss."

Maka blushed, "That was so sudden."

Kid laughed and pressed his forehead to Maka's and said, "When we get married, we have to kiss. When we do, that means I love you and you love me."

Maka blushed intensely, but didn't say much. She was happy that she was able to be with Kid forever.

-x-

Maka was in a bride's dress. Kid was in a traditional tux. Instead of driving off in a car that had the banner of 'JUST MARRIED', they buzzed off on Kid's Beelzebub.

Maka laughed when she saw the banner that was rolled up and tied to the one end of the skateboard unravel. It was large and it said 'JUST MARRIED'.

"I thought you hated those cheesy banners," Maka mused.

"I know I do," Kid sighed, "But I hate driving away in a car, and that makes it cheesier! Why not break the rules and ride on a skateboard?"

Maka rolled her eyes. Her husband was the one to always think outside the box. She fingered the simple gold ring with a few diamonds and shaped like angel wings. This ring was for her. It represented her. Kid's ring shaped like a skull mask made him who he was.

"I am so glad your mom agreed," Kid smiled at Maka.

Maka laughed, "I know. But in the end you did the impossible and convinced her."

Kid snorted, "I was silent the whole time while you did all the arguing. I liked the part where you suddenly got this wash of bravado and decided we would elope if she said no."

Maka blushed but shot off, "Why? Wouldn't you say that if Shinigami-sama was the one saying no?"

Kid laughed and nodded, "Yes I would declare that. I am saying I liked your new surge of boldness. Makes me feel so lucky to have married you."

Maka smiled gently at her husband. Kid smiled and looked ahead. He smiled and pointed down. Maka looked at him with a pair of confused emerald eyes.

"Look," Kid whispered.

Maka looked and she set her eyes on another grand mansion that was beautifully symmetrical like the Gallows mansion.

"That mansion is the house where we are going to spend our lives together," Kid whispered.

Maka's eyes watered and she hugged her husband even more around the neck. Kid gently smiled and hugged her back in the bridal style position.

"I love you Maka, and I will for all of eternity…"

"And I love you, Kid, forever and ever and ever."

And thus, we close the storybook here, because the angel and reaper had fallen in love and got married. They will live together and start a new chapter of their lives: their married life.

_-The End-_

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**As for the marriage scene, you visualize it. You think about how many kids Maka and Kid will have together. You guys on FF decide that in your head. I enjoyed writing this story and it has come to an end. **

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Soul Eater, Adventure, Romance