Black Star wandered the streets silently, thinking of nothing but becoming a god… And ended up walking face-first into a lamppost "OW!" he yelled, backing up into yet another pole. He then walked toward and... Well, you get the picture. He passed out from the pain after awhile.


Maka had her nose in a book as she walked down the street when a loud nose broke her concentration, someone saying a very painful sounding "Ow". Looking up from her book, Maka saw Black Star on the ground just a ways from her, his head seemingly bleeding. "Black Star?" She ran to him, then helped the blue haired boy to his feet. "Black Star, what happened to you?" she asked,

He groaned, then weakly pointed to the steel lampposts next to them.

Maka rolled her eyes, starting to help him walk to the apartment she and Soul shared, it only a block or three away after all.


Soul was laying on the couch, playing Call of Duty on his Xbox when he heard the door open. Pausing the game, he looked over his shoulder towards the door, Maka was haling Black Star in. "...Maka? What's going on?"

She sighed, "I'll tell you later, just help me. He's really heavy!" She was sweating at this point, so Soul got up and helped her carry the unconscious blue-haired meister to Soul's room. They set him on the bed, and Soul turned to Maka, "So why is he here, Maka?"

"I found him on the street, passed out. What else could I do?" She answered, then yawned. For such a small guy, he sure is heavy!

The white haired boy sighed, shaking his head. "You could have left him. He's Black Star, he's tough. You didn't have to help and make yourself stink. You know what, go take a shower. I'll make sure this baka," He gestures Black Star. "doesn't get himself hurt any more then he already is."

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded, leaving the boys alone to take a quick shower.


(Time skip :p)

Black Star woke to find Soul in front of him, yawning. "S-Soul?" he looked around, very confused "Where am I? What happened to Maka?"

Soul had his regular blank, bored looking face as he looked down at Black Star. "She in her room right now, I think. Says you passed out, so she brought you here..." Soul raised an eyebrow at the meister "Is that what happened?"

"Dude, how should I know? Last thing I can remember is Maka's voice asking me something... Can't recall what she asked. Sorry." He shrugged, sitting up and to the edge of the bed he was on. Wait.. Am I in Soul's bed? Black Star snourted.

The weapon boy was about to ask something when there was a knock at the door. "Soul? Can I come in?"

Sighing, he replied. "Yeah, he's awake. Come on in." With that a smiling Maka opened the door, her hair still wet.

"Hey Black Star! How's your head?" She asked, still smiling.

He nodded, standing up. "Y-Yeah, it's a lot better. Thanks, but a BIG STAR like ME doesn't need your petty worry!" He shouted, getting a Maka Chop for it.

"Not so loud! There are other people living in this building too!" Maka huffed, glaring at Black Star.

"Sorry..." Black Star bowed his head. Jeez, what's with this chick, first she helps me, then she hits me!

Maka and Soul sighed at the same time, then the weapon poked Black Star, "Go get in the kitchen. There's some soup you can have, then go home." And with the promise of food, Black Star did as he was told, smiling once he was out of sight.


HEEEEEEEEEY EVERYONE! :D May here, with some extra words and junk! So, I just wanted to say, that, I don't own Soul Eater.

Yeah, just kidding. This is my FIRST fanfiction, so I hope YOU like it! Yes, you, person reading this on the other side of the screen, I mean you.

Sooooooooooo that's all for now. BYE!