Note: This is my FIRST fanfiction ever written, so please no hate ;-;

Warning! Contains yaoi and some profanity. If you're not a yaoi person, then just skip those scenes. I'm not going to say who will be involved in the yaoi.

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"You agreed to WHAT?!"

"To give up that extra room for a new transfer student. Besides, what were we going to use it for anyway? If anything, we would just use it for storage, but even then, we wouldn't have much in there." Maka folded her arms in final decision.

Soul stared at her with anger. "And you never asked ME for permission to do so?!"

"I don't need your permission. It's my apartment. And why have you grown suddenly attached to that room? Was there something you were going to add to it?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact."

"Oh yeah, like what?"

"Like maybe a gaming room for me and Black Star, or a nice spa for you, or we could put a piano in there. That would be nice.."

These suggestions tempted Maka, but she's reached her final decision. "No, no and NO! I'm not going to turn this person down just simply because you want something for your own benefit in that room! You've never asked for this kind of redecorating in the past, so what's the REAL reason you're disagreeing to this..?" Maka raised one of her eyebrows in question.

"Well It's just…...it's…...just…...well….just…...it's.." Soul was stuttering. After five minutes of Soul stuttering and Maka waiting impatiently, Soul finally got out a "There's just no way I'm letting some random person live in our apartment! What if the person was a forty year old man who pretended to be a teenager..?" Soul pictured the scenario, and shuddered instantly at the scene, wishing the image would get out of his head.

"I doubt Lord Death would be that gullible."

"You never know… Besides, I just don't feel comfortable with a complete stranger staying in our apartment."

"Well even if I were to tell Lord Death that we've disagreed, his decision is final. So I guess telling her to go somewhere else isn't really an option."

"Well we should at least know what he or she looks like first."

"Well, Lord Death actually gave me a picture of her." Maka fished something out of her salmon jacket pocket. She pulled out a photo of the transfer student. According to the photo, she was a female that looked to be around the age of fifteen. She had short white pigtails with a pink flower attached to one of the hair ties, and bright purple eyes. Her face was a little pale with pink, blushy cheeks, and a cute smile on her face. The photo appeared to be her school picture from last year, hence the plain rose colored background. "Cute." Maka commented.

"Lemme see that." Soul demanded. Before Maka could answer, he grabbed the paper out of her hands to examine what this "cute" person looked like. He examined it for a few seconds with an eyebrow raised. "Not bad." He muttered.

All of a sudden, the doorbell repetitively rang, as if someone was very eager to see the two friends. The sudden sound startled the two a little. The person kept on pushing the doorbell button about a hundred times a second. After getting annoyed at the constant doorbell sound, Maka yelled at the person outside, "I'M COMING!" The doorbell stopped ringing after that. She walked to the door, and looked in the little hole in to see who it was. She rolled her eyes and sighed at the sight of the person. "SOUL?" She called.

"YEAH?"

"You have a visitor."

Soul calmly walked into the room where Maka was at, and scratched his head. He was a bit tired, since it was late at night. Who could be here at a time like this? He thought. Soul let out a yawn. "Let him in."

Maka unlocked the door, and the door quickly swung open, hitting Maka in the face, and causing her to whiplash to the ground. "BEHOLD! I AM THE AMAZING BLACK STAR! YAHOO!" The intruder responded. Everyone sweatdropped. He marched proudly inside without invitation, while Tsubaki was still standing on the porch, moonlight shining upon her with a yellowish glow. She was waving at Soul with her usual kind smile on her face.

"Can I come in?" She politely asked.

Maka slowly got back up. "Yeah, sure." She replied. Maka held onto the wall for balance, still a bit uneasy. She rubbed her head, and felt a big bump on the top. Her face immediately a bright red and was bubbling with rage and embarrassment. "BLACK STAR! WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!? I NOW HAVE A GIANT BUMP ON MY HEAD THANKS TO YOU!"

Black Star, totally ignoring Maka's complaints, gestured for Tsubaki to come inside. She quickly followed behind, keeping her head down. Black Star looked behind him, just to double check if she was there. Man, sometimes, that chick is just too polite. He thought.

"Oi, Black Star, did you bring the CD?" Soul asked in a tired, monotone voice with his hands in his pockets. "I got the speakers ready."

"Yep! You betcha!" He replied with a gleeful grin on his face.

Black Star always comes to Soul's house for them to listen to their intense heavy metal music because apparently 'Soul's speakers are way better than his'. Which is believable, considering how huge they are, with surround sound, bluetooth, great sound quality, lots of bass, all that great stuff. Maka never quite considers of why Black Star couldn't just leave his CD here, but she doesn't really care. She's sure they have their reasons...whatever those reasons may be.

"Come on, Tsubaki. Let's go make some dinner. The transfer student should be here late tonight." Tsubaki nodded, and walked with Maka to the kitchen.

"Ready to listen to some hardcore metal?" Black Star asked.

"Yeah, let's do it."

The two friends ran into Soul's room, and closed the door. There was a few seconds of silence. All of a sudden, all you could hear coming from that room was the sound of guitars, fast drums, and loud screams.

~End of Prologue~