Guys...

This is my first fanfic

So go easy on me please D:

Don't own these characters or Soul Eater.

The sky was blood-red and the moon was nowhere to be seen as a masked person ran swiftly from one roof to the next, expertly jumping the impossible distance between the Japanese roofs, as his/her feet delicately brushed the tiles, making a soft tat-tat-tat sound as he/she continued on his/her journey. Suddenly, with one fluid motion, he/she elegantly balanced on top of an almost impossible incline of a Japanese tiled roof and watched the sky. Just when it seemed like he/she was about to morph into the night him/herself, his/her head suddenly snapped down from the sky. Behind him/her, the moon showed itself behind the clouds.

It was time.

The person, in one fluid motion, took out his/her bow and drew out his/her arrow from the sac that he/she was carrying on his/her back. Then, he/she took out, from a hidden sac attached to his/her waist, a sinister looking talisman and stuck it onto the arrow. He/she then slowly aimed the arrow and with a quick pull of the string, the arrow flew towards a house, tearing itself through the paper window. Satisfied, the masked person then ran away. After he/she was certain that he/she was a safe distance away, he/she stopped and muttered a spell. Behind him/her, the moon seemed to be leaking blood.

"Dammit," Soul thought to himself, as he inspected the wreckage that the murderer left him. The house of the famous wealthy merchant Medusa was burned down, the flames had also engulfed herself and her many servants. Soul looked at the bodies again, and growled to himself for not being able to capture the murderer, but unfortunately, he did not care for Medusa at all. Medusa had a bad reputation for being a liar and a sly one. She had earned most of her fortune from underhanded means. She was known to smile at her clients with a knife hidden behind her back; ready to attack once they had let their guard down.

Without a second look, Soul left the scene and soon he was strolling down the busy streets of Japan. Soul loved Japan, although he would never say so out loud, because that would just ruin his 'cool' image. He would never tell his best friend Black*Star or his enemy Death the Kid that he loved Japan and its loud streets, with the loud voices of street vendors yelling out advertisements about their food, and the smell of food in the air at all times during the day. He closed his eyes as he inhaled the air, and he smiled to himself as he walked past a group of kids playing with a ball, sewn together with cloth and string.

Without him noticing, DWMA suddenly loomed in front of him, its gigantic black structure could intimidate anybody at first glance, but Soul, already used to the structure and its gigantic candles, simply just shrugged his shoulders and went in.

"Sooouuullllllllllll my frienddddddddd," Soul winced. Black*Star practically screeched into his ear as soon as he opened the door to their dorm room. "Did you go outside?" Black*Star asked excitedly, jumping on the sofa. "You did bring this mighty God some souvenirs, right?"

Soul watched, pitying the sofa as it got hammered by Black*Star and his energetic attitude. "I was working Black*Star, do you think I have time for you? Get off the sofa, you're gonna break it and it's already the 11th sofa now. You break it, you're gonna pay for it this time." Soul sighed and, without bothering to hear Black*Star's response, he retreated back into his room to get ready for the first day of school.

An hour later, Soul came out of his room, wearing his signature headband and his yellow and black jacket. His eyes widened in surprise as he saw Kid in the hallway, dressed in his usual suit, ready to go to class. Other than that, he tried to keep his face void of emotions. He wasn't going to let that scrawny little OCD boy grab hold of any of his uncool moments. A second later, Kid noticed him, and quickly shifted his gaze away, annoyed. Soul smirked. "Hey Kid, I hope you didn't spend your summer trying to clean up your room, you OCD chicken." Said Soul scornfully, a smile playing on his lips as he put his hands in his pockets."

Kid barked a laugh. "At least I have a home to go to." Soul's arrogant smile quickly turned into a scowl. Before he could say anything venomous back to Kid, Kid opened the door and slammed it as hard as he could.

Sighing, Soul turned around and yelled down the hall, "Black*Star you useless lump of meat, stop sleeping and get you're a** down here. We're gonna be late for school!" Don't ask how Soul knew that Black*Star was sleeping in his room. These two have been friends for as long as they could remember., therefore Soul could read Black*Star like it was second nature.

"Okay okay I'm up I'm up." There was a loud crash inside Black*Star's room. He must've rolled off the bed. Soul checked his watch. He was dangerously close to becoming late. Normally, he would've had cared if he was late or not, but because of his perfect record of getting detention every week from him being late, this year, the principal was willing to expel him if he were to even skip or come late for one class.

"Black*Star, I'm leaving!" Soul said with impatience, and without a second thought for his friend, he slammed the door and walked towards the classrooms.

As Soul entered the classroom, just on time, every pair of eyes in the lecture hall turned to stare at him. And just like always, he gave them an arrogant smirk before he sat down on his seat. Everybody knew that Soul was the most popular person in the school, and Soul knew it himself too. Every day, he could feel the guys stare at him with envy, and the girls swoon at him when he walks by. To them, he was every girl's imaginary boyfriend, and every boy's impossible dream. Well, what can he say? Of course he's enjoying it. "Another reason I love Japan" Soul thought to himself, as he stared emotionless towards the front.

"All right class." Said Marie-sensei, their home room teacher. "Today we have a new student."

All eyes were on the door as it opened, and a girl came walking through it.

"Guys, meet your new classmate, Maka Albarn."

OMG so how was it guys?

Is it good enough to continue?

Is the story interesting?

Should i keep writing?

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