A/N: First fic! Be gentle.


Tsubaki pulled her purple pajama pants on, and headed to the bedroom that her and BlackStar shared. She had been worried the past few days about BlackStar, him skipping class all the time. She decided he would try and confront him this afternoon. But every chance she got, he seemed to be in a fight, or either busy nonetheless.

She knocked on the door of the bedroom before heard BlackStar mumble something from inside, so she waited a little longer, leaning against the door. Why is he acting so weird latley? Skipping class, and now being quiet? She thought to herself.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the door opening, her falling back a flash of blue before her eyes, his hair of couse. Blackstar toppled over, them both landing on the floor with a large thud. Oops! Thought Tsubaki.

"Sorry. How are you doing, BlackStar?" She asked sheepishly.

"Well, a girl two times my size just fell on me. How do you think I'd be doing?" He replied, sarcasm stinging the air. A goofy smile spread across his face, looking down at Tsubaki. "And its fine, I've been through worse."

She pushed herself off of the boy, tried to regain some dignity, and headed over to the bed. Taking off her pink slippers, she spoke.

"BlackStar, is there something wrong?" She looked over to the other side of the bed. BlackStar had his head down on the mattress, spikes going everywhere.

"No, OF COURSE NOT I'M BLACKSTAR, THE KID WHO SHALL SURPASS GOD!" He jumped up, giving her a big thumbs up before climbing into bed.

They climbed into bed, back to back. Tsubaki twisted herself where she was facing Blackstar. "BlackStar?" she asked cautiously, placing her hand on his shoulder, shaking him slightly.

"Tsubaki?" He asked, his body shifting slightly towards her in turn. Making him look at her.

"If I become a death scythe..."

"Of course you will, why wouldn't you?" He asked a hint of curiosity in his voice. He shifted to where he was laying on his back, placing his head on the pillow looking at her.

Well, I can think of lots of reasons. She had to bite her tongue to keep from saying it. "If I become a death scythe," she hesitated. She didn't know exactly how to word this," will you still use me as a weapon partner?"

The room went silent. The tension hung in the air like a thick fog. I'm so stupid! No weapon asks their meister that question! I shouldn't have asked! I'm so stupid. So dumb. She turned to lay on her other side, but stopped when she felt the warmth of BlackStar's hand on her arm.

She started to turn around when his other arm snaked around her waist, and he puller her closer. Tsubaki felt her eyes starting to drop, drifting off to sleep and the last thing she heard was BlackStar's voice saying,

I'll never leave my goddess.


A/N: Reviews are appreciated! No flames, please. Keep in mind this is my first try [note from sister: and this is pretty freaking good for a first try]