A/N: Welcome to my second fic in this fandom. I'm quite nervous right now posting this fic, especially the prolog and the epilog because, honestly, I think it was a poor job. But I guess I'll go with the flow and post it.

This fic happened in the manga world, but the Lord Death still alive, because I bet everyone love the guy.

I bet the prolog didn't make any sense at first, but I hope I could deliver what inside my head to you guys. Hopefully.

Last I apologize for my language, seeing that English is not my mother language. and if the character seems OOC.

I guess I was just nervous posting my first long multichapter fic.

Disclaimer: Soul Eater is not mine, it belong to the rightful author.

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Prolog: home

2 am winter night in Death City, Nevada, feel dreaded like it should be. Black moon hanging in the sky didn't help illuminate the dim street.

A woman walking without paying attention to what the people think. Tattered clothes stained with blood making it inappropriate for winter night like tonight. Maybe because the trench coat's tail swaying with the wind, or maybe because her calm expression in her face, but the woman filled with superiority aura and still kept her femininity.

"Lady over there, will you tie the knot with me?"

The woman raised her eyebrow, starring at the man across the street.

"Ah, not that tie the knot. I just want someone to help me prepare my store that'll open soon." The man said with another word to correct his previous statement.

Giggling. "No problem. I understood your previous statement. Of course, I'll gladly help you."

After a few minute they looked busy tying knots without said another word to each other. The man didn't dare to break the woman's concentration struggling with the knots.

Couldn't stand with the awkward atmosphere, the man trying to start a conversation. "So, I noticed how you walked in the middle of the night with your clothes, which, no offense, not quite appropriate. I assumed you're a meister who has just finished her mission, am I correct?"

After looking at the man, the woman said, "yeah, you're right. The enemy tonight was quite difficult to defeat and it takes time, but after a while we got it."

"Ah. So, I'm right. Then you're going home tonight?"

"That's right"

"I feel bad interrupting with your rest." With guilty in his eye the man embarrassedly looked at the woman.

"That's not right. I already had quite a rest before finally decide to go home. Beside, it was my job so I'm already used to it." The ash blonde woman said with a smile. She then continue with the rope in front of her while enjoying the comforting silence.

The man just stare at the woman in front of him. This woman, while looked friendly and gracious, there's something in the woman that can't be said with words. Her emerald eye seems fade with thought and emotion inside. Making him wonder…

" Are you happy with your life right now?"

The woman dropped her rope, stunned with the unexpected question. She then narrowed her eye looking at the man suspiciously.

"Ah. Sorry for my sudden question, it seems inappropriate, it just…" the man didn't dare to looked at her eye. "…it just, well, you seems friendly and nice, and its good, but what I see is just thought and stress in your face. So I thought maybe, just maybe, you're having trouble right now, and I want you to know that I'm ready to listen, even though we just met each other. I want to help you. You do know that sometimes with telling other can make problems seems small, right?"

The woman widening her eye, then drop her head while picked the rope on the floor, not looking at the eye. "I'm happy." She then working with her rope. "I'm happy with my job, I have a family and friend who loves me and dear to me." She then looked at the man with smile on her face. "Thank you for worrying about me, but I truly happy with my life right now."

The man stared at the woman, didn't sure about the word she said. But he knew that it wasn't any of his business, and he didn't have a right to know. If the woman willing to tell her story, then he will listened. But not right now he guessed. With a hesitant nod, he continued to tied his rope.

After a minute filled with awkwardness, the woman finally did her rope. "Finally, done. The rope quite difficult I guess."

"Let me see that." The man walked to the woman. "Hmm.. the knot was well made. Well, even though you had struggled, but it was a job well done."

"Yeah, thanks to my work I guess." The woman put her hand behind her neck while smile nervously. "We also learned about it because sometimes it can help us with the kishin hunting. Even though the one who usually did that in practice was my weapon. I just waiting for his job to finished."

"Hmm… I think I can understand that." The man looked at the woman hesitantly. Suddenly he widened his eye, remembered something, and then reaching for his pocket looking for something. "Ah.. if you don't mind, this is a rope as my thanks for earlier. This is a sample in my shop, a good luck charm, especially love. If you tie the knot in this rope you'll get lucky. Hopefully it can help you with your problem."

"Ah. You didn't have to. But thank you." The woman reached out her hand accepting the gift.

"No, no. I should be the one saying thank you. Beside, who know, maybe you can promote this shop to your friends." The man smiled then walk back to his shop while the woman walked away. Suddenly, the man turned back to the woman and shouted, "by the way, I haven't heard your name yet, if I may know it."

The woman looked at the man and smiled, then shouted, "my name is Maka Albarn. Nice to meet you too."

The man just stared at the woman's back that slowly diminished, thinking where could he heard of that name. "Maka Albarn… I think I had heard that name before…" suddenly he widened his eye. "Ah! Maka Albarn! That famous meister of the last deathscythe!" he then enter his shop. "Well, who thought I'll get to meet that kind of famous people and making her to work at my shop. I guess it can become a good promotion."

Maka Albarn continued her walked while working with her rope. "Ah.. finally did it." She then stared at he knot. Sighing, she put the rope back to her pocket, then continued her walk.

'Ah.. I cant wait to go home. After a shower I guess I should go to sleep so I can study for my teacher accreditation exam, and then of course there's Crona's rescue mission soon' the ash blonde looked at the sky, at the black moon hanging in it. 'Wait for me, Crona. I will fulfill my promise to meet you again.'

Suddenly, the woman stop, eye widening remembered of something. 'Ahh! Tomorrow I got a date with papa!' sighing, she continued her walk. 'Oh well, promise is a promise. Beside, I guess its time for me to learn to forgive him.'

'because no matter what, I am his daughter.'