Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or Inuyasha, but the story idea is mine.

Summary: A girl who lived on the streets has been given a new chance at life as a meister at the DWMA. Enter Death the Kid; a boy who has an obsession over symmetry… and perhaps purity as well. What will happen if that purity tries to disappear from their grasp?

A Pure Heart

Prologue

Kagome POV

It was raining again. It seemed to rain a lot recently. It feels like months since the last time I felt the sun's rays. But I guess it doesn't matter what the weather is like. Rain or shine, it's still dark and gloomy.

My name is Kagome. I've lived on the streets for most of my life. I haven't lived in a real home since I was a child; maybe two or three. That was when my parents were murdered and I was sent to live in an orphanage; though I ran away years ago. It doesn't really bother me that my parents are dead. I never really knew them. I am seventeen now and have been living on my own since I was eight, so I never really needed a mom or a dad around.

Like I said before, my life is a gloomy one. I go where the streets take me, fending for myself, having to steal in order to eat. This is why I am always on the move. If I stay in one place for too long, I'll surely be caught. I do feel bad for all of the thieving I've done in the past but I have to do whatever it takes to survive- even if it means breaking the law.

But I'm too tired to run now. I am at my limit. If I continue any further, I know I'll die. This alleyway will have to do. The bugs and rats don't bother me as much as they used to, nor does this smell of rotten garbage. It's a place to sleep. That's all that matters.

Normal POV

She had been sleeping much longer than she had meant to, but she didn't care. Kagome was exhausted so a couple more hours wouldn't hurt. She had been sleeping peacefully, energy almost fully recovered until...

"Kagome," a voice whispered in a higher tone." Kagome..."

"Damn," Kagome said, opening her eyes and shaking her head. "I'm hearing voices again."

"Kagome... Look down!" It whispered again. And so she did, in hope that it would go away.

Kagome screamed, shuffling backwards, crashing into a pair of garbage cans. When she had glanced down, she saw a small pool of water next to her. What had frightened her was a tall black figure with a white skull mask that had appeared to be inside it.

"Oops!" said the figure, laughing slightly. "I didn't mean to scare you, young one."

"W-who are you? How did you know my name?" Kagome asked, slowly inching back to her place.

"I know everyone's names. It's a part of my job," He replied, clearing his throat. "I am Lord Death, the grim reaper."

"What? NO! There has to be some mistake!" Kagome shouted. "Sure, I'm tired but that doesn't mean I'm ready to die! I'm only seventeen!"

"No silly, I'm not going to kill you. I'm here to offer you a place at my school as a meister.

"School? A meister? Ugh, I'm going mad..." Kagome sighed.

Death only chuckled. "Yes, my school; Death Weapon Meister Academy or DWMA, for short. A place where meisters, or weapon wielders, and their weapons fight to collect souls that have become evil, otherwise known as a kishin egg," Death explained. "I have been watching you very carefully and you have the potential to become a great meister."

"Y-you think so?" Kagome asked, giving up on the idea of her imagining all of this. "But why me?"

"Because you're parents went to this school as well."

"My... parents?"

"Shall I take that as a yes?"

"Yes. Anything to get out of the mess I'm in!" Kagome exclaimed.

"Alright."

Death raised his glove-like hands and a bright light erupted from the water, blinding Kagome completely. When the light had vanished, the only sign of life was the rats, scurrying across the cold, damp ground.

I know its short, but prologues aren't supposed to be long. Just bare with me!