Disclaimer: Yes, I own Fairy Tail and Soul Eater. That's why this is a fanfic and not a manga chapter.

"Larry Bittaker..."

"One of the Co-Ed Killers right?"

"Right. Supposedly they've killed five women in the last few months alone."

"And eaten their souls?" the scythe inquired. His meister responded with a nod. Maka Albarn hunted from alley to alley, scanning the area for her knife-wielding target. The moon chuckled overhead, but its mouth held no blood, so for now there had been no violence. If BlackStar had spotted the target from the rooftops, she'd have heard him a mile away, and Kid agreed to fire shots into the sky if he encountered the enemy. The team's search throughout daytime Vegas had proved fruitless, and thus they were forced to search by night, ideal serial killer conditions. Maka abruptly paused in her search.

"Hey..." Soul "Eater" Evans began, noticing her odd expression.

"A strong soul... no, several. Two closer than the others," Maka concentrated as she felt tremors in the souls she was sensing. Her eyes snapped open as she frantically addressed the weapon she held. "They're chasing Bittaker!"

"Let's go!"

Maka whirled around to run in the direction of the souls, but had her work cut out for her, as a nearby explosion quickly revealed the first of the two strong souls pursuing one of the targets.

"Oi bastard, slow down!" Maka heard a young male voice yell from around a corner. The scythe meister skidded to a halt as she noticed the grimy, blonde profile of Larry Bittaker sprint into view and quickly past her, his appearance clearly that of someone who has indulged in one too many human souls. Before she could apprehend him however, two more men came around the corner. The first was a man wearing a closed, one-sleeved jacket and a white scarf. His pink hair was nothing unusual, but his green eyes were quite rare. The second man was, Maka blushed to notice, clad only in black boxers and a small sword necklace. His black hair was suddenly yanked by his pinkette companion.

"What the hell, Gray?! Why'd you bump into me?"

"It's not my fault you're slow, Flame Brain!"

"Stripper!"

"Idiot!"

"Droopy eyes!"

"Squinty eyes!"

"HEY!"

The two squabbling teens turned to notice the girl with the scythe who'd addressed them. She appeared to be in a battle position.

"Who are you?" Maka demanded of the boys.

"I'm Natsu and this is Gray."

"We're Fairy Tail wizards," the black-haired one informed her, "and we're on a job so if you'll excuse us-"

Maka was about to question them further when a shout from above distracted her.

"I'VE FOUND THE ENEMY!" Leaping down from the rooftops, BlackStar charged at the pink-haired boy, who swiftly leapt out of his way. The assassin transformed his ninja blade into his chain scythe, ignoring said weapon's insistence that neither of these men were the target.

"Hey, you trying to pick a fight?" Natsu Dragneel spat at BlackStar, igniting his fists.

"Damn right I am!"

"Then let's go!"

"Come at me!"

Before Maka or Gray could defuse the aggression, Natsu and BlackStar had leapt into the open square and began a duel. Maka was impressed to witness that this Natsu guy was able to battle on par with BlackStar, although his ability to wield fire did intrigue her.

"Didn't realise you guys were the enemy..." Gray muttered, turning to face Maka and assuming his Ice-Make pose. Maka sighed, and readied her scythe.

Meanwhile, several blocks over, atop a tall building...

"What are you doing, Kid? The killer went that way!" Liz Thompson yelled at her meister as he dropped her and her sister, who transformed back to human form. Death the Kid didn't answer her. For he was in love.

"The wings, the swords, the scarlet hair, even her BOOBS!" he yelled in infatuation. "Such perfect symmetry!"

The object of his affections was unimpressed. Titania levitated her swords outward and pointed them all towards the mesmerised young Grim Reaper.

"What did you just say to me?"

"Oi, Erza," the blonde woman next to her said warily. "No need to get aggressive, we don't know if-"

"CIRCLE SWORD!"

"That's Erza for you," the flying blue cat next to the girls noted happily.

Erza Scarlet, clad in the beautiful Heaven's Wheel Armour, ascended, and launched her swords at the young man who was annoying her. "Dance, my blades!"

"Circle Sword, even her attacks are perfect!"

Liz sighed and Patty laughed as Kid summoned his skateboard Beelzebub and evaded all of Erza's swords, without once stopping in his fawning over her.

"So, is she always like this?" Liz inquired, sliding over next to Lucy as they watched the "fight". "More or less. Him?"

"Painfully so," she sighed, as her meister soared towards the Queen of the Fairies.

"Please just let me take a closer look at the armour!"

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!"

The next day, both parties stood, some bruised and bandaged, in the Death Room, before the Grim Reaper himself, accompanied by Deathscythe.

"So let me get this straight," the goofy overlord of life and death began, tilting his head. "You guys encountered the wizards I'd hired to help us deal with this Demon Sword business."

"Yes sir," the seven DWMA agents spoke in unison, staring at the ground in shame.

"You then proceeded to attack them."

"...Yes sir."

"Aaaaaand to top it all off, the serial killer you'd been tracking got away?"

By this point, the kids had basically dissolved into a ball of embarrassment on the floor. "Yes sir."

Lord Death shrugged. "Oh well, we all screw up. But not all of us screw up this badly. So try not to do it again, 'k?"

Natsu and Gray snickered behind the scolded students.

"Look at the big, bad DWMA agents, getting told off like little kids," Gray remarked, amused.

"Scary!" Natsu mocked.

"Guys..." Lucy murmured, seemingly the only person still aware that they were in the presence of DEATH.

Erza stood forward. "It's only natural for trainee warriors to be scolded for failure by their superiors. Of course, as trained wizards, we no longer are victims of this, but-"

"BRATS WHAT DID YOU DO NOW?!"

Erza was cut off by the Death Mirror suddenly holding the image of Master Makarov. The four wizards and their cat immediately began bowing repeatedly. "We're sorry, we're sorry, we're sorry..." After Makarov's lengthened (and much less polite) version of Lord Death's telling off, and the Guild Master's angry disconnecting from the Death Mirror, the Grim Reaper cleared his throat.

"Well, anyway, I suppose I should tell you all why I gathered you here," he began, addressing the disheartened warriors before him. "So, I've decided that now that the Demon Sword has resurfaced, we'll need extra help in combating it and the witch that was with it in Italy. That's where Fairy Tail comes in," he continued, gesturing to the wizards listening intently. "I've also requested help from Beacon Academy, but Professor Ozpin tells me that his students are preparing for a tournament at the moment and are thus unable to help us at this time." He placed his giant rectangular hands together, before pointing at the dozen warriors gathered before him. "Anyway Team Maka, I expect you guys to look after the wizards while they stay here."

"You two," Deathscythe venomously spat at Natsu and Gray, who jumped, "will NOT stay with Maka, understood? You'll be rooming with each other at Kid's, got it?"

The famous rivals of Fairy Tail glanced at each other, before smirking. "Got it."

"Those two? At my house?" Kid murmured quietly. "No offense," he said to the boys, "but... "WHY CAN'T ERZA-SAMA STAY AT MY HOU-"

Kid's rant was cut short by an abrupt Reaper Chop to the head, as Erza sighed and Lucy recoiled with a scream.

"Erza will stay with Maka and Soul, Lucy will stay with BlackStar and Tsubaki," Deathscythe continued.

"So they can share a house with our girls but we can't share one with yours?" Natsu said indignantly.

"BlackStar won't touch Lucy, he already has a loving relationship with his ego," Spirit continued calmly. "And I think Miss Erza can more than take care of herself," his demeanour took a sudden change as he flashed a grin at Erza. "But all lovely ladies need a nice strong man to keep them safe, isn't that right, Titania-"

Following Lord Death's example, Erza granted Deathscythe an identical fate to Kid on the floor with a gauntlet-enhanced chop on the head, as Maka growled in irritation.

"Anyway," Lord Death chuckled, brushing off his smoking hand. "First order of business starts tomorrow!" The four wizards (and cat) leapt up to him, looking determined. "Classes!"

"...Huh?"

"Good luck!"

A/N: The usual, please review, tell me if I should continue, you know the drill. Thanks for reading!