Hey everyone. This is my first soul eater fanfiction ever especially one between Kid and maka. Read and review. Tell me how you like it or even suggest a few ideas I find it hard to understand Kid's character. Tell me if you want me to continue or not and I'll see what I can do. And on a side note this is actually Masteress Saber I ran into a little problem trying to log in. Anyway I hope you enjoy. Don't forget to review!

Everything was crashing down, it was cold and dark and my entire life that I had known lay below me in ruin. No one was here to help me in this dark pit of ruin as I sat sobbing. Everyone that I knew was dead: my friends, teachers, weapons, and my father, they all perished for me. This dark day is my birthday, today I am eighteen and I have become Lord Death. But…I don't feel like Lord Death, no, I feel like…a kishin. My eyes changed from their normal yellow to a devil red and an evil smile crept onto my face. Yes that seems right I'm a kishin. I laughed manically as I let the cold darkness take me and then I felt myself fall.

Kid jolted awake from his sleep and looked frantically around his room.

"It was just a dream." He thought trying to calm himself, but the thing was, it was the fifth time he'd had this dream this week. He wanted to sleep but he couldn't, not with that damn dream haunting him. He had to speak with his dad right now maybe it would give him peace of mind.

He slipped on a pair of black jeans and decidedly went without a shirt lacking the energy to truly care about his appearance right now. After he dressed himself he quietly padded through the manor trying to make sure that he didn't wake Liz and Patty. Once out the door he summoned Beelzebub and took flight.

The cool night air felt wonderful to Kid. His nerves became less tense as he flew through Death City. He admired the moon, it was full tonight and it's grinning face reminded Kid of a Cheshire cat. As Kid neared the DWMA he sped up the pace, the sooner he got the meaning of his cursed dream the sooner he could sleep, or admire the peacefulness of night time.

Once on solid ground at the DWMA Kid made his skateboard disappear and went into the school taking quick long strides toward the Death Room. The door was unlocked and the young reaper had to suppress a laugh at what he saw inside. Lord Death had summoned up a bed for himself to sleep on and was deep in slumber. He was snored pretty loudly as he sucked in air then released the air through his closed lips like a horse.

"This is going to be difficult." Kid said to himself. He tried to shake his dad awake with no luck. The boy sighed remembering that his dad was a hard sleeper. He crawled on the end edge of the bed and jumped up and down on his knees like a tired child that wanted their parents to wake up.

"Dad wake up!" He called "Wake up!"

Lord Death sat up slowly and reached his arms out to Kid pulling him in. He struggled to get away to no avail. "This can't get any worse." Kid thought

"Oh baby, you are so warm.." His Dad mumbled in his sleep "And you're beautiful."

"Oh shit, it just got worse he's having a sex dream." A chill went through Kid's body he had to stop this before it got more awkward.

He felt something poke his leg that hadn't been there before it felt like his dad's…erection. "Holy fuck no it just got more awkward." He thought

"DAD, WAKE UP! WAKE THE FUCK UP!" he yelled elbowing his dad in the stomach frantically trying to get away. "DAAAD!" he whined loudly.

Lord Death finally woke up and noticed their compromising position. His son was still in his arms trying with all his might to get away gripping the edge of the bed to pull himself out. He looked very much like a cat trying to get away from water. Kid made one last attempt to get out of his father's arms. He tried to push himself out with his feet. He accidentally landed a blow to his father's balls, mistakenly but effectively making Lord Death drop him over the edge of the bed.

"OWWW HOLY MOTHER OF DEATH!" Lord Death yelled cringing in pain. "SON WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE SO EARLY?" "JESUS CHRIST THIS HURTS!"

"I'm sorry about that dad, but in my defense you were about to make your own son an accidental fuck monkey." Kid replied a look of guilt mixed with humor on his face. "I have a question I want to ask but…I suppose I should let you get over that." He completed pointing in his father's direction moving his finger in little circles.

After a few minutes Lord Death collected himself and sat on the edge of the bed facing Kid who was in front of him sitting on the floor.

"Now what is it that you came here at two in the morning to ask me that you couldn't wait for Kiddo?" Lord death asked with an air of annoyance.

"I know it is early, but I have to ask you about a dream. I've been having this same dream for five nights In a row and it has to mean something." Kid began a serious expression crossing his face. "In the dream it's a normal day at first and then I realize that on a calendar the particular day is marked as my eighteenth birthday. Once I notice, everything begins to unravel and die. First my friends die, then the teachers, then Liz and Patty, and finally you. I feel like everyone died because of me and an over whelming sense of hate comes over me. I'm angry that my eighteenth birthday caused all of this. I'm supposed to be the new lord but I didn't feel like it, I felt evil like I was supposed to be a kishin." Kid finished his explanation and looked at his father waiting for answers.

Lord Death remained silent for a minute then smiled "Oh Kid, that dream, means nothing." He said. He felt bad for lying to his son, but he didn't want to scare him, the meaning of his dream went deeper than he thought.

"Dad there is no way a dream that has been haunting me for five nights means nothing." Kid argued stomping his foot like an angry child.

"It happens sometimes, ya know when you can't get something out of your head it seeps into your dreams." "You have nothing to worry about, on your eighteenth birthday we'll have a large party and you'll get lots of presents."

"You're hiding something and since you don't want to tell me, I'll find out myself." Kid crossed his arms and began to walk out briskly turning around to ask his dad one more question. "When is my eighteenth?"

"Next week Kiddo." The death god answered.

Kid continued walking out then took flight on Beelzebub once again. His dad wanted to play childish games and keep information from him huh? Well he knew where to go and knew who would help him. On the way back he stopped in front of Maka's room. Just as he expected she was up late studying. Kid knocked on Maka's window startling her. She opened the window to let him in.

"Good morning Maka, my apologies for scaring you." Kid greeted bowing to her respectfully.

"Hi Kid what are you doing here." Maka blushed "and without a shirt." His chest was perfect. Flawless abs were beneath that pale white skin. Maka had to keep herself at bay and not touch the boy in front of her. She backed up until she was touching the wall. "With a chest like that Kid is definitely fit to be a god.

"Maka, is my lack of a shirt bothering you?" Kid asked with a smirk after noticing her behavior.

She gulped down air. "No …I mean it's not bothering me it's just…Kid if it isn't awkward, can I please touch you? I mean there is no way that is real."

Kid chuckled and took a step towards her. "Go ahead, trust me this is not awkward." "But while you are admiring my physique, I came here to ask if you maybe have a book on reaper history since they are standard issue to all one star meisters and weapons at the DWMA."

Maka heard him but didn't respond her mind was occupied. She'd always had a bit of a crush on kid ever since his first day at school. She marveled at his power his precision, and his skill. He was mature and had a way of keeping people in their place. He didn't take nonsense and was extremely intelligent when it came down to it…

"Maka." Kid called her name softly.

The blonde haired girl snapped back to reality. "I'm sorry." She said hastily pulling her hand away. "Yeah I have the reaper history book, I read it all the way through already." She pulled the book off of the book shelf on her desk and handed it to Kid.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and crossed his legs none too gracefully sitting with perfect posture as always. Maka sat at his side.

"So what are you trying to find Kid?" she asked." This book is just basic reaper history, I bet you already know most of it."

"Yes but it's a start." He replied. "Something is supposed to take place on my eighteenth birthday, I tried asking my father but he wanted to play games so I'm resorting to this."

Maka's expression became thoughtful. "Wait I think I know what you are talking about Kid." She said. Kid looked up and met her eyes waiting for her explanation. "I don't know much about it but…I think I remember reading that the white lines of Sanzu connect when a shinigami increases their power. In the reaper family when all of the lines connect it means the death of someone. The current living Lord death dies when the upcoming one grows into full power. In case the upcoming reaper does not connect all three lines in time there is a trump card. Once the reaper turns eighteen all three lines connect regardless and the current lord death dies."

Kid felt his heart drop. "Is there a way to stop it?" he asked with hope.

"Not that I know of." Maka answered regretfully.

"No." Kid whispered. So my Father is going to die. He thought to himself.

"I'm sorry Kid."

"Don't be, there will be some way to keep my father from dying so help me." Kid proclaimed. "Maka if it isn't too much…can I please stay the night?" he added realizing going back home this late might wake Liz and Patty.

"Sure you can stay, um but I'm not sure where you'd sleep. Blair already has the couch…I guess you can sleep in my bed with me." This is going to be and awkward night Maka thought,

"Don't worry, I don't move in my sleep and I don't take up much space." Kid assured her

Maka climbed into bed first and left half of the bed for Kid. He took off his black jeans and folded them neatly before getting in bed. Maka turned over on her side, her back facing Kid. Kid stayed straight on his back.

Soon he felt himself falling asleep. He prayed that dream wouldn't haunt him anymore tonight.