Hello! I kind of feel bad starting a new story when I haven't update my others in so long, but if you guys would know me, you'd understand that I fly from one thing to another. I'm sure I'll pick the others back up eventually...I really am trying. T-T

Important Note (Please Read): I really never have more than one OC in a story, but because it's Soul Eater, obviously my character is going to need a partner. Anyways, don't get too concerned about Aido. I just sort of made him up at the spur of the moment and he probably won't be in it much longer. After all, something's going to happen -- something always has to happen XD -- and once Kid shows up he'll probably disappear completely. Also, don't worry about Kisa, either. (Isn't that mean? Telling people not to worry about the main character!) Trust me, she's not special or anything. (Sorry, Kisa! XD) You'll see. Her not being able to transform is kind of...an inconsequential mistake? I guess. Oh! and her parents aren't special either. They were just good soul technicians.

"Oi, Kisa!"

With a bit of a flinch, Kisa, a student at Shibusen, turned from Tsubaki to face her partner--her meister--Aido.

"Hai?" she stated reluctantly, slowly meeting his eyes. Even from where she was standing she could see the question in them, which never failed to turn into disappointment.

Aido regarded her and Tsubaki for a moment before shoving his hands in his pockets. He glanced out over the city, which was bathed in the yellowish glow of the rising sun, as Kisa silently awaited the question that was sure to come.

"Were you able to--"

"No," she interrupted loudly before he could say anything more. She didn't want Tsubaki to hear. Then, assured her partner wouldn't say anything more about it, she quietly added, "No, I wasn't."

Aido turned to watch her again, and she looked down, furiously studying the stones of the battlement floor.

Just then, the bell rang. Aido turned around with a sigh. Tsubaki hesitated, looking from meister to weapon. Then she also turned to go to class, making polite farewells as she went.

Kisa started to leave, avoiding her meister's eyes carefully, but as she passed him, he put a hand on her arm, stopping her short.

"Aido, we're going to be late," she said, trying to pull away. When he didn't say anything more, she raised her eyes.

Kisa's meister was taller than her by about a foot, and the morning sun shone around him, forming a halo around his brown hair. He wore his hair swept lightly over his eyes, but, even so, he never seemed to miss anything.

Kisa, in contrast, was a bit on the short side and had thin shoulders. Her long, blonde hair hung around her in waves, and, unlike her partner, she seemed to miss everything.

Bringing her free hand to her head, Kisa childishly pulled the hood of her sleeveless hoodie down over her eyes. It was a habit of hers when she felt self-conscious.

"Aido, I'm sorr--"

"Forget it," he said, dropping her arm. With a sigh, he turned around.

"But--"

"I said forget it." He stopped inside one of the doorways to look back at her, a lost little thing with an earnest expression, then added,"Shinigami-sama wishes to see us."

Surprise rose in Kisa's eyes and her mouth formed a perfect 'o'.

"Shinigami-sama? But why?" she asked as she trotted up beside him.

"I don't know," he answered shortly. Then, pushing in front of her, he refused to say anything more.

Kisa sighed and followed him resentfully.

A meeting with Shinigami-sama wasn't anything to celebrate for Aido and Kisa. They were probably the worst meister and weapon team at Shibusen. Well, not really. It was more that Kisa was the most useless weapon at Shibusen, and the reason was this:

Kisa couldn't change into whatever weapon she was.

She couldn't explain it. The other weapons couldn't explain it. Even Shinigami-sama couldn't explain it.

But that was what her entrance exam results had been -- a weapon.

So here she was -- Kisa, the useless weapon. And poor Aido was stuck with her.

But that didn't mean she liked Aido. She knew it was her fault that they did so bad, but she couldn't bring herself to like him. He was always so disapproving, and it didn't matter what she did. And it wasn't just the gathering souls. Everything she did was lacking in some way or another. She just didn't know how to please him--if he even could be pleased, that is.

It wasn't that he was particularly nasty. He was just so...

Kisa peeked around Aido, catching a glimpse of his stony face.

...not understanding.

"So you guys got called in, too, huh?"

Kisa glanced up, startled, and pushed her hood back.

Soul was leaning against one of the red columns, hands in his pockets, and when Aido didn't respond, Kisa affirmed that this was true.

Maka stood next to him, pulling nervously on her white gloves.

"I wonder what Shinigami-sama wants..." she trailed off, looking worried.

Kisa tugged her hood back down, hiding her pink face. The sight of her and Aido couldn't have done anything to reassure Maka and Soul.

"Remedial lessons?!" Soul shouted with a rage that contradicted his relaxed position,"How in the hell did we get sattled with remedial lessons?!"

"I don't know! I don't know!" Maka wailed as the two of them passed Aido and Kisa," And we were so close just two weeks ago!"

Their voices faded down the hallway as a laughing Black Star trotted by, followed by Tsubaki, who was trying to talk some sense into him. They had joined the party of four just before they had called Shinigami-sama. But not before Black Star had tried to sneak up on them, of course.

Anyways, the meeting with Shinigami-sama couldn't have been more horrible. Kisa had thought things might turn out alright once Shinigami-sama mentioned a mission, but she couldn't have been more wrong. Remedial lessons...which were bad enough, honestly, but that wasn't their only problem.

If they failed these lessons, they would be expelled.

Mournfully, Kisa watched Tsubaki and Black Star head out until it was only her and Aido standing in the hallway.

After an awkward silence, Kisa turned to him determinedly, knowing she'd have to face him sooner or later, especially if they were going to hunt down Sid-sensei in less than an hour, but he wouldn't even look at her.

"Aido?" she prodded, approaching him quietly. "Aido..."

She stopped abruptly, feeling the awkward tension in the air. Then:

"Aido, I'm really sorry."

That did it.

With a sudden burst of energy, Aido swept around, glaring at her intensely. All the traces of her meister's former calm were gone. That was fine. It annoyed her anyways. No one was that calm.

"Stop it!" he shouted angrily,"Just stop it! Quit telling me you're sorry! That's all you ever do!"

Kisa took a step back, putting her hands over her ears. He was so loud! ...but of course he was upset. Why wouldn't he be, facing expulsion? And she thought to herself it's not like it was his fault.

"But I am sorry!" Kisa insisted, looking at him with big, honest eyes. "I really am!"

"I don't care!" he snapped, clenching his fists, "I don't want to hear your apologies! I just want you to fix it! Fix it like all the other weapons do!"

"Aido, I've tried, I swear! But I don't know how!" she pleaded. For a desperate moment she tried to match her soul's wavelength to his before she remembered that it was the meister's job, not the weapon's. Not really.

"That's not good enough, Kisa," Aido chided, his voice adopting a condescending tone,"You attend this school just like the rest of us. You've had the same opportunities, the same training..." Here he trailed off.

"There's just no excuse for you!" he finished angrily, crossing his arms,"And now you're going to drag me down with you!"

At that, Kisa's head shot up, her face tomato red. She leaped up and grabbed Aido by one of his sleeves.

"Oh yeah?!" she shouted, frustrated,"Well, if it's so easy, you show me how to do it then! Go on!"

"Tch!" he scoffed, shoving her hands off disdainfully,"Well, that's not my job now is it?"

"We're supposed to be a team!" Kisa spouted off miserably even as she grudgingly admitted to herself that he was right,"And besides that, if I'm so terrible, why did you pick me anyways? You knew I had never changed before. You knew it! So why did you...?"

Kisa fell into a moody silence and reached a hand up to pull her hood down.

But a hand shot out, suddenly, stopping her. Aido shoved her hood back, and studied her with a look that would have almost been indifferent if he weren't so annoyed.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you,"he taunted before carelessly answering:

"And I chose you because of your parents."

Looking insulted, Kisa yanked her hand back and glared at him reproachfully.

"I'm not my parents!" she shouted fiercely. She looked more irritated than she had all morning.

"Apparently."

Slowly, Aido straightened up, giving her one final backwards glance before leaving her in the middle of the hallway.

"Oh, and Kisa?" he called back, staring straight ahead.

Kisa glared stubbornly after him, yanking her hood down over her head.

"What?"

"I will be passing this test...," here he paused,"...with or without your help."

Kisa leaped up and kicked the ground in his direction, seething. But he just walked on as if he hadn't noticed. Maybe he hadn't. And as he disappeared down the hallway the way the others had, Kisa rested her back on one of the columns, sliding to the floor with a resigned thump.

Why was she such a dud?

Disclaimer:

I don't own Soul Eater or any of the characters from it, but Kisa and Aido are mine.

Anyways, I'll try to update soon! :D Kid should be in the next one.