A young girl ran down the back streets of Death City, sandy blonde pigtails bobbing on her head for each step she took. Tears streamed down her chubby cheeks and her emerald green eyes were bloodshot from her crying. She stopped and crouched down in between two trash cans, burying her head in the fabric of her little dress and quietly sobbed.

It was like this for a while until she was distracted by a small 'Hey' appearing just under the palm of her hand on her wrists. Taking out the pen she carried every where she shakily scribbled just under the 'hey', 'I don't want to talk today.' There was pause until more ink bloomed on her skin but it wasn't her who was writing, when they words came together the mystery writer wrote, 'okay... Is something wrong?' The girl named Maka wrote back with more tears streaming down her face, 'Yes my mama left she said she would write but she's gone!'

This caused her to burst into more tears, there was a longer pause this time then more words appeared on her skin saying, 'It isn't so bad, she said she'll write and I'm sure it'll get easier, and she might be back soon. She'll probably only be gone for a couple months a year at most so don't be upset it isn't cool.' This was finished with a little flower and a musical note, Maka smiled a little at how her mystery friend was trying to cheer her up even if they had never met her. She drew back a little flower saying, 'Thanks I feel a little better.' With that she stood up wiping her tears and headed back home thinking her papa must be worrying about her.

10 Years later:

Maka Albarn currently sat bored, today is her 18th birthday and her best friend Tsubaki was meant to be planning something incredible for her but she couldn't really care less. She was sitting in her English lecture 5 minutes to the bell, last class of her day and altogether it was almost 3:30pm and she still hadn't received a 'Happy Birthday' from her best mystery friend. Normally on their birthdays as soon as they woke up happy birthday will be written on their wrist and this tradition hadn't changed for all the years they had first wrote to each other and found out their birthdays but today she had woken up to see a bear wrist.

At first Maka had felt a twinge of disappointment, which to be honest had surprised her a little considering it was just two little words but she had quickly shrugged it off thinking that they were probably up late or was currently busy. That was when she had gotten up at 7am this morning, sometimes they were late as they seemed to not wake up as early as her but this was ridiculous even for them. . She sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that day and watched the clock hanging on the far wall, Maka didn't even know why she was mad yes this meant that this mystery person was her soulmate but she stopped believing in that when her mother left. As well as coming to the realisation that her papa wasn't even her mama's soulmate to begin with, their relationship had been a lie from the start.

That was definitely a lot to take in at such a young age but Maka got over it quickly, well she thought she had but the fact that her wrists are just bare, not even a freaking 'hey how you doing?' Was dragging up all these irrational fears for some reason. It was really starting to ruin her day... . The bell finally rang, Maka left with another sigh checking her wrists again in case it appeared through class and she somehow missed it... Nope still pale without a blemish and no ink marks or anything, not even the musical notes that sometimes appeared. Strange Maka thought carrying on her walk to where her friend told her to meet her.

Right on time she watched as her shy best friend Tsubaki came jogging up to their meeting spot, "I was worried for a second there you weren't here before me!" Maka called in good humour. Slightly out of breath Tsubaki apologised, "I'm so sorry Maka, Black Star needed me with him." . Tsubaki was considerably taller than Maka and definitely had a more curvy body to Maka's modest body type, her deep purple eyes could capture anyone's attention and hold them in a sweet embrace and her jet black hair hung from its pony tail all the way to the top of her bottom. She was a very kind girl and gentle girl but you wouldn't want to make her mad.

"Why did he want you to hand out his signature again?" Maka asked starting to walk down the path with Tsubaki by her side.

"Oh no, no, he hasn't asked me to do that for awhile actually. No, his friend had a crash on his motorcycle and Black Star is going to see him in the hospital but he needed me for support just before he left." Tsubaki clarified. . "Motorcycle?" Those things are death traps it was an accident waiting to happen but I do hope Black Star's friend is all right." Maka said.

"The doctors said it was a little nasty but he should be fine." Tsubaki said smiling gently.

"Well that's good so what do you have planned for me?" Maka asked smiling at her friend, trying to look enthusiastic. "I was going to organise a little party but Liz found out about it and now we are all going drinking later sorry." Tsubaki told her nervously. Maka sighed but replied flaming, "It's fine Tsu and to be honest I was waiting till Liz found out and dragged me away."

"But today is your day and I feel so bad not being able to say no to her." Tsubaki fretted.

"Honestly Tsu its fine and I might actually have fun, you never know." Maka reassured patting her tall friend on the back.

They carried on with small talk all the way to the train station where they parted ways, as they both took different trains though Tsubaki did inform Maka of when to be ready and where Liz would come to pick everyone up for the party. . On the train home Maka thought about her still unmarked wrist and Black Star's friend, 'could the two be connect? Nah that's silly, there's no way these two things could be connected.' Maka thought shaking her head and thinking about the new books coming into the bookshop she worked at, but she couldn't fully shake this inkling that these two circumstances where connected in some way. She couldn't shake it as she left the train, when she entered her modest apartment, while she got ready to go out with her friends, even when Liz appeared and practically dragged her out the house she couldn't stop thinking about her mystery friend and Black Star's friend in the hospital.