Ish be a secret...Shhh..

Disclaimer: I do not won Soul Eater all credit goes to its creators and everyone who helped make it possible...*pant*

An ear-splitting scream ripped the air, Maka was dreaming, she didn't exactly know it either, she sometimes doesn't realize she's dreaming. Like Soul.

Startled, she woke up, sweat dampened her face and she woke up with a bleeding tongue. Blood leaked out of her mouth, making her look like a vampire.

She spat out the blood. She hated the taste of it. So metallic and it felt to her as if she was licking a metal pole.

The clock next to her ticked rhythmically. It showed 5:37 A.M. She pulled the covers over her chin. She then heard a soft, rhythmic sound curl through the air. A flute?

She sat up in bed. The sound seemed to shift, as if the person who was playing it teleported. She rubbed her eyes.

She slid over and slid into her slippers. She stood up and put her ear to the door. The flute sound was in the apartment. Wait. Wasn't it outside a second ago?

Then the sound moved again. It was in Maka's and Soul's apartment. She opened the door slowly. It sounded as though the person was playing the flute in the kitchen.

She looked inside the kitchen. A girl with baby blue hair that was so long that when she sat down, it was a centimeter from touching the ground. Her eyes were a brilliant dark, dark, purple.

The girl shot her gaze towards Maka. The flute playing stopped. She held the flute in her hand, lowering it. She grabbed it with her other hand.

Then she slid the hands off the sides. The flute then turned into a silver sword. It had flute keys on the handle.

"Helloooo..." She said. Her voice was creepy and really happy, like she was insane.

Maka stared at her. She started backing away, starting her ways towards Soul's room. "Soul..." She called softly.

The blue-haired girl walked closer. Her eyes glinted. "I was ordered by a certain woman. To do what I want to you. Sadistic or not. As long as you are suffering." She said with happiness.

Maka stared at her wide eyed. "Soul!" She yelled.

The girl smiled. "This will so fun! I'm BirdSong. You are Maka." She said with the peppiness of a cheerleader.

Soul ran out of his room. "Maka?! What are you doing at this time of night?!"

Maka glared at him for a second. "Her!" She pointed at BirdSong.

BirdSong pulled out her clarinet. She did the smae thing she did to the flute and it changed into a black sword. Clarinet keys coated the handle.

She held both the swords in a position of an X.

She swiped at Maka with exceptional speed. She cut the air and it made the sound of a cracking whip.

Blood flew through the air, a couple drops at best. Maka's pajamas were torn at the stomach, no higher. And a long, yet not deep cut showed on her stomach.

Soul changed into a scythe and flew into Maka's hands. Maka got BirdSong between the blade and pole. A cut formed on her arm.

Dark purple blood dripped. Maka stared in horror at the purple blood. "Black blood?" She said quietly.

BirdSong frowned. "No, stupid. It's purple. A baby could see that."

Then, in a blink of an eye, her swords changed back into instruments. She put her long flute in the small backpack the size of five mice on top of each other.

She started playing low, smooth notes on her clarinet. Maka instantly felt drowsy. She accidentally let BirdSong out of the corner.

Soul glared at Maka. "What are you doing, Maka?!"

Maka's vision was fading, dark circles formed at breakneck speed under her eyes. Her arms lowered and she dropped Soul.

BirdSong stopped playing the clarinet. Maka's image stopped turning more exhausted. Yet she still looked like she would collapse. BirdSong chuckled.

"My instruments are special. My flute can deafen you, and my clarinet can put people to sleep." She started playing her clarinet.

Soul changed into a human. It didn't affect him though.

She stopped playing again. "One more interupption. My instrument's music can only harm normal people and meisters. Weird, huh?" She, again started playing the sleepy tune.

Maka closed her eyes while she was standing.

Soul went right up to her face. "MAKA!!!" He yelled. He slapped her face.

Maka opened her eyes. "Whuh!?" Then she collapsed in deep slumber.

Soul started shakking her by the collar of her shirt. she wouldn't wake up.

Then the clarinet music stopped. Soul turned around. The sword was swinging towards him. He blocked it with his arm. The sword was cut off in mid-slash.

BirdSong looked at him, her eyes sparkling. "Good night!" Then everything was black.