I am obsessed with Soul Eater, hence, I shalt not stop in my attempt to own it.

Until then, I don't (weeps).

My fourth fan fiction (in my own record)!

Chapter One

Soul yawned, stretching as he arose from his midday nap. It was a free session, and with his partner allowing him to sleep for once, he took the opportunity thankfully. He turned to the said- same technician, expecting her to be reading, but frowned at her expression. She was worried, half turned in her seat and conversing silently with Liz and Tsubaki.

"What's going on?" Soul asked, frowning. The three girls turned to him.

"Kidd's had a nervous breakdown," Maka responded. Soul shrugged leaning back in his seat.

"Is that all you're really worried about? Lighten up- he gets 'em every friggn' day."

"It's worse this time," Tsuabki added, "He won't even come to school."

"The less the merrier, right?" Soul responded, arms crossed behind his head and eyes closed. His legs were crossed on the desk. "What's he upset about this time, anyway?" he couldn't help but ask: he and Black Star often took enjoyment out of teasing Death further with his symmetrical obsession.

"His lines, again," Liz breathed, sweat- dropping and drawing three lines on her head in a gesture. Soul blew out an exasperated sigh.

"The kid's alright," he moaned, "You chicks worry too much over everything."

"Maka chop!" Soul's head slammed into the table with a heavy thick spined geography book lodged into his cranium. Maka lifted the book and wiped it clean of blood, looking disapprovingly at Soul's crumpled position.

"What in the world was that for?!" Soul yelled, holding his head and hissing through his sharp teeth.

"You were really starting to piss me off," came Maka's matter-of-fact response. She continued her tone seriously, penetrating Soul's usually guarded glare, "We think Kidd has finally reached his breaking point. Patty stayed at home with him today-…"

"Woah, you left Kidd with Patty?" he broke in, honestly surprised, "Are you insane? That chick's a maniac!"

Maka slammed the front of the book directly in his face and he grabbed his bleeding nose seething, but listening regretfully. Tsubaki continued in Maka's place after a brief sweat- drop with Liz.

"Patty thankfully sobered down today to take care of him," she said softly, "A rare occasion, but she certainly proved herself trustworthy."

"Kidd keeps on going on about he won't become the perfect Shinigami to take over from his father because his lines aren't complete as yet, he's totally unsymmetrical, he doesn't have the potential and so on and so on…" Liz continued, "He sounds really gloomy too as if it's the end of the world, and none of mine or Patty's usual tactics are working."

"We're going to have a little gathering today after school," Maka took off, arms still crossed and angry eyes looking ahead, "Hopefully we could come up with some solution to snap Kidd out of it." Her eyes finally turned to the understanding- but still bleeding- weapon. He sighed.

"Alright, alright, I get it." He moaned, nodding, "I guess it goes without saying that I absolutely have to take part…?" he asked hesitantly, hoping he stringed his words together properly enough to avoid any more blood loss.

"Yes!" two of the three girls screamed, catching him off guard and sending him backwards. He landed with a heavy thud.

"And make sure you bring Black Star to the roof with you today," Maka added, "That egoist ninja's been missing for hours."

"Yeah, yeah, I get it…" a low grumble came from the floor and Soul's hand twitched involuntarily, presently groping for support to stand.

"Soul Eater," a more mature voice, distant, made him look over the desk at Stein- sensei, who had three penguins in a cage shivering behind him. Soul twitched. "Care to tell us what you're doing on the floor?"

Soul pointed at Maka immediately who's eyes widened and she threw the same textbook at him again, causing him to collide with the floor yet again. The class was in an uproar.