Hi everyone! Wow! It's been years, literally, since I've made and uploaded a story here! :)) Massive thanks to those who read, reviewed, and followed my first published story. Anyway, I wanted to try to regain my creativity so I decided to create another FF for one of my all time favorite non-canon couple! Hope you enjoy it!

This is an on-going story and I have no concrete idea as to where I'm going to take it. Characters are not mine but if they were, the leads will be canon HAHA. Title is also not final :)

CHAPTER 1

"I'm going to be late…" Maka sighed as she stood waiting for the train to arrive. She had woken up early for a Monday morning in order to prepare herself for another fun-filled (sarcastic remark) week at DWMA but it seems luck wasn't on her side today. She had been waiting for the train to arrive for about 30 minutes already and yet no announcement had been made from the centralized intercom on the station. Supposedly, if her schedule had been followed, she would have already been 1 station away from her destination by now.

"Excuse me, everyone…" somehow, somebody must have heard Maka's internal dialogue as the intercom boomed.

"We are very sorry for the delay, we have encountered some minor technical difficulties and the train bound to this station had been stuck on the previous station. No worries as our crew are already working on it and we will be needing your patience for another 15 minutes. Thank you very much." Maka heard the majority of the passengers groan which in turn made her sigh. Luckily her first class is led by Mr. Stein who is pretty well known for arriving 30 minutes after the bell has rung.

Maka checked her wrist watch and noted that it was already 7:35 AM, the bell will be ringing in about 25 minutes from now she thought and sighed again.

She turned around when she felt a light tap on her shoulder.

Her eyes were greeted by a pair of two golden eyes slightly covered by a few black strands of hair. The boy must have been speaking but she was too captivated by his unusual eyes that she didn't hear any of it.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Maka asked, urging the boy to repeat what he was saying when he apparently finished whatever it was.

"Uh, yeah, OK. I said I saw your uniform and thought that you're attending DWMA. Anyway, I just wanted to ask if you know any other way to get to the school other than riding this awfully late train." The boy repeated while massaging his nape, Maka saw it as a trait shy people mostly do.

"Oh, yeah you can ride a bus instead. You just have to climb out of the West Exit and walk a little until you reach the bus stop. You'll be getting off the same station as this train."

"Wow, OK, great! Thank you, you've been a great help!" The boy exclaimed and was already about to make his way but turned again. "I'm Death the Kid by the way, Kid for short. And are you not coming?" inquired Kid. Maka hesitated for a second before answering, "Ah yeah, I'm coming."

After waiting for another 5 minutes, Maka and Kid were able to board a relatively spacious bus and both of them were able to find a seat.

"So… you haven't told me your name yet." Kid started.

"It's Maka, sorry about that, Maka Albarn" she extended her hand gesturing to shake his hand.

"Woah there," Kid laughed but still shook her hand, "you're not used to making friends are you?"

Maka made a sound that sounded like a mixture of laughter and a sigh, "Yeah, haha I got to admit, you're the first one to talk to me so casually like that." she admitted. "Hey, no worries, people usually turn the other way too when I approach them." Kid laughed quietly and looked ahead. Maka stole a glance to Kid's way, she didn't want to have this awkward silence she wanted to continue chatting with this friendly boy. It's the first time someone approached her more so invited her along even after having attending DWMA for the past 3 months.

She was considered as one of the loners in her class and usually keeps to herself unless the class calls for a group activity. The only other people who approaches her is her classmate-slash-neighbor, Tsubaki. She's an exception though since she is very friendly to anyone. The others are the twin Thompson sisters who always asks her to be their 3rd groupmate for every activity since they said she's already too smart for the 3 of them. Usually projects ends up being completed by her and presented by the two which is kind of alright with her since she doesn't like talking in front of the class.

Maka cleared her throat, "Let me guess, it's the eyes isn't it?" she said, wanting to continue where they left off. Kid turned to look at her with an inquisitive eyes. She was able to observe how his face turned from puzzlement to realization and she wanted to laugh at how slow he processed it. "Oh!" Kid laughed a little too loudly to which the other passengers turned to shush him. He was still controlling his laughter when he started talking again, "Oh haha, now that I think about it, I knew your name was familiar!" he said as he turned to look at her once again.

It was Maka's turn to look quizzical, "uhh, what do you mean?" she asked.

"Maka Albarn, daughter of the head supervisor of the faculty, right?" Kid started, "I know everything about you! I mean not everything, everything but your father is really something!" he continued but Maka stayed silent. "He always talk to me about you, boasting about how smart you are and athletic and how proud he is of you but that you're too much of an introvert that you don't really have that much friends or have any friends at all…" by this time Maka was feeling a bit mad both at the person sitting next to her and to her talkative father. "…and because of that you don't really know anything about the school, like who runs it, the people in the management, the organizations, school activities and all that cause you just focus too much on your books. Oh, I never thought I'll meet you!"

Kid finished but Maka was no longer looking at him and was staring forward with an agitated look on her face.

"Shoot, sorry, did I say too much?"

"No, you said plenty." Maka answered still not looking at him.

"Sorry, it's just your father he's just…" Kid let the sentence hang in the air when he saw how angry Maka was and settled staying silent all the way till they reached their stop.

Kid turned to look at Maka when they got off the bus and noticed that she's not moving at all. He started to approach her but stopped when he was already 3 feet away from her.

"Why do you even talk to my father anyway? Are you one of his drinking buddies? Gah he even invites students to go out and drink with him!" she ranted still looking at her feet.

Kid caressed his nape once again before answering.

"Well, I do drink but I haven't gone out with your father. Like I said, my name's Death the Kid, you know like the son of the owner of the school…"

Maka wanted the ground to open up and swallow her. He's right with one thing, actually with a lot of things, she's doesn't really know a lot about the school and its people.