Author's Note:

This is a COWRITE with my BEST FRIEND Lola ( 13MKD13 ). I personally ship KiMa, but I do like a good SoMa fic. THIS FANFIC THOUGH IS SOMA! And will have slight crack moments (we are not responsible for any mental injuries while reading this fanfic YOU'VE BEEN WARNED! And just hope like hell we haven't had any form of Pixie Stix (or possibly bubble tea). And if Lola hasn't had a lot of sleep… let's just leave that to your imagination. Now multiply that by ten. And if it's both of us, then square your previous horrific image. (horrific image to the second power)

We hope you like this! And I really hope you stay:

Sane

Healthy

And keep a good healthy (injury free) brain

Enjoy the story and we don't own Soul Eater or Vocaloid, as much as that fact saddens us (so many ships, so little time (Lemons!))

Lola Note:

If you review I will give you virtual Len's! (but not the real one… Rin would kill me)

Ana Note:

We haven't had sugar yet. So your safe…. For now….

Lawyer: Oh dear lord… the lawsuits for injuries

Vittoria Vetra: Oh how I wish you were a shark.

Us: ON WITH THE FANFIC! AND THEN TO SLEEP!

16 years ago:

Maka POV

The little stick read a pink plus. I was pregnant. I was only 16! It was one time! I took a deep breath and walked out of the restroom, putting a smile on for Soul's sake. Thank Death he didn't see through my façade. As I walked into my room, I began packing my things, with the address to my mother's family estate in my hand. She had told me that if I ever needed help, to go there and I would be welcome, no matter what.

Present Day:

Maka POV

I watched as my children (and Soul's) scrambled to make sure they had everything. Miku was packing an extra bag of leeks, SeeU was going through IA's stuff to make sure IA didn't forget anything (not that she would) and IA was quietly protesting. I couldn't believe the DWMA accepted them, even though they're witches. As the girls ran around, I cleared my throat.

"Yeah Mom," SeeU said, looking up.

"We need to leave," I said, "Grab your stuff."

As the girls grabbed their bags (IA pulling SeeU away with a wormhole), I picked up a picture of Soul and I from when we were sixteen, two weeks before I found out I was pregnant. I ushered the girls out the door and drove us to the airport. SeeU and Miku goofed off in the back while IA read her manga in the front. My mother had been very gracious about the girls, and even offered to pay for their tuition to the DWMA, though I told her I would sucker Spirit into it.

As we drove to the airport, I called my father.

Soul POV

I stood next to Spirit in the Death Room when he got a call.

"Death Scythe," he said formally into his phone. He never forgave himself for the fact that Maka left.

I heard some shouting in the background and a small voice saying something about stopping, but couldn't really tell who it was until she told the shouting people to be quiet.

"Maka?" Spirit whispered, then his eyes widened and he shouted "MAKA! COME HOME TO DADDY!"

They talked for a while when Spirit smiled and began crying and rolling on the floor, his phone laying abandoned at my feet. I picked it up and smiled as I began talking.

"Hey Maka," I said.

"Hey Soul," she said before I heard someone say, "Is that Dad?"

"SeeU, be quiet," Maka snapped.

"Yes Mom," SeeU said, with a voice like she was cowering in a corner.

"Okay," I said, "I don't want to know, but what's going on?"

"I'm coming back and I needed someone to pick me and the girls up."

"The girls?"

"Yes Soul, your girls," she said, before turning the conversation to one of these 'girls' and saying, "SeeU, if you try to get your sisters into one more prank before we are settled in America, I swear, my thickest book will be the least of your worries-"

And then the line died.

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Thank you for reading (this was just the prologue) and please review!

~Ana and Lola

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