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Odds and Ends

Extra Credit?

Maka didn't look up as Soul plopped down in his usual seat next to her in class that day. There wasn't a reason to tear her eyes off her book and give her partner a stern glance; he knew she hated when he cut it so close to the bell, but he was on time today, so for that she quickly finished the sentence she was reading and gave him an appreciative smile. He smirked back, his shark like appearance unnerving her as she noticed the almost malicious look in his eye. Which meant one of two things for her, he was up to something, or he knew something. And both of those things had a nasty habit of revolving around her.

Before she had time to question him what was up, the bell rang, and Stein came in. With a curious side glance at her partner before the lesson started, Maka edged ever so slightly closer to him.

"Something you want to talk about?" she whispered to the white-haired boy.

Much to her annoyance, he shrugged, never losing the devious smirk that was plastered on his face. Letting out a small sigh, the meister tried to ignore him as Stein began his lecture. It was pretty similar to what they had every day, no real variation with a professor who was obsessed with dissection. Although Maka had a healthy dose of respect for her teacher and even admired him as a friend at some twisted level, he could still give her the creeps on almost a daily basis. Despite her best efforts, she found herself drifting away from the lesson. In times of peace there wasn't much to learn, and it wasn't like she was honing her skills for a huge battle anymore. She had just heard him give this same lecture last week for crying out loud!

Stifling a yawn, Maka glanced back over to Soul. Catching his eye, he smirked at her and flashed her a glimpse of a small folded note. Written neatly on top was her name, and it was clearly Professor Stein's handwriting. She expectantly held her hand out for the note, which Soul gave a haughty look in return. She then tried to make a grab for the note, but Soul quickly moved it from her grasp. He made some sort of disapproving noise under his breath just so she would catch it. He was taunting her, and although this was how their friendship worked at times, Maka found it insufferable. Scoffing, Maka turned back to the lesson hoping to distract herself from her obnoxious friend's antics. He better hope that whatever is in that note isn't too important, she thought to herself, almost grumbling it out loud.

A few more minutes went by like this, until finally Maka, who was quiet close to her wit's end, lurched from her chair and triumphantly snatched the note from her partner.

Stein stopped his lecture surprised that Maka, who he considered to be very straight laced would interrupt class. Being well aware of your title as a goodie-goodie just makes moments like these that much more embarrassing. Maka flushed and quickly righted her chair (which had unfortunately fallen over in the process of her struggle to get the note) and sat down. Black*Star started shouting at her adding to the disturbance, he was all sorts of pissed at her because she had stolen the spot light. It took several minutes for Stein's lecture to resume, and the usual hush fell over the class room (with a very unconscious Black*Star slumped over his desk).

Soul's silent laughter only made it worse, as Maka quickly unfolded the note and read the last few words she wanted to see at the moment.

Maka,

Please stay after class today. I have a few important matters to discuss with you.

The lesson seemed to drag on after that. Stein's methods of getting revenge weren't a big concern now. She knew she was her teacher's favorite, and that he went easy on her a lot of the time because he saw her potential, and she worked hard. There was a reason why she could use Witch Hunter at such an early age, and why she had started to perfect the Warlock Hunter as well. It wasn't from luck. She had Soul practicing with her every day, and it ate up a lot of their weekend time as well. Even now, with peace throughout the world, she pushed them like it could end at any day. She had to be ready, because peace wasn't a permanent thing. It never would be.

Still she was excited about what Stein could want to talk to her about. He could be sending her on a harder mission, or teaching her a new technique, or even entrusting some sacred book to her. Her mind went on and on about the possibilities as her excitement grew. Finally the bell rang signaling the end of class. Maka impatiently waited for the rest of her classmates to file out, before approaching her teacher's desk. She waved off Soul, knowing that she would share whatever information with him later her partner nodded in dismal before turning back to his loud conversation with Black*Star about some new movie. She was about to discuss Professor Stein when she noticed that Kid had hung back as well. She smiled sweetly at her friend, trying to hide her eagerness at trying to have a conversation with Stein.

"Ah well then both of your partners gave you the notes I sent," Stein said interrupting Maka's plots about somehow getting Kid to leave.

"Oh you wanted to speak with both of us?" Maka asked, somehow she wasn't able to hide her disappointment. Stein smiled lightly at her before gesturing to a few chairs behind them.

"I have a classified… how do I put this…" mumbled the professor as he lit a smoke and took a long drag.

"Mission?" Kid supplied. The first words he had spoken, and his voice was stoic. If Maka had said anything like that she was sure her voice would have squeaked in excitement.

"No, no, nothing like that," Stein mused. His exhaled, watching the smoke's wild patterns in the air before it dissolved.

Not trusting her voice Maka remained silent, and Kid didn't offer any words either. Both leaned back against adjacent desks, staring hard at the teacher before them.

"I guess you could call it an extra credit assignment," Stein settled on saying after several long moments.

"Are we failing professor?" Maka questioned.

He laughed at that, waving his free hand in reassurance.

"It's just you two are so much further ahead than everyone in class I thought I would give you guys more of a challenge."

At this Maka perked up, noticing that beside her, Kid had as well.

"What kind of challenge?" Kid asked slowly, as if he was nervous that the answer would have some horrid response, and knowing their professor. It could be.

Stein sheepishly rubbed the back of his head before handing the two a packet of papers. Both looked identical, expect one had Maka's name neatly scrawled on the top, and the other had Kid's. Without a word, both devilled into the papers.

It took a matter of minutes, and it was nearly simultaneous when both of their heads shot up from their reading to give the professor an incredulously look.

"You can't be serious!" both shouted at the same time.

"I'm unbelievably serious," he told them with a look that was nearly as malicious as Soul's had been earlier.

A/N: Ah yes... here I am with another KiMa story. I could not shake this out of my head for the life of me. Even though I have a few too many projects going on at the moment I couldn't resist starting this one as well. I've become deliciously addicted to this couple and I wish there were a few more stories about them out there. Don't expect this to be like anything you've read for this couple so far. I like to take several twists and turns. ;)