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I'm sorry if you don't like the story, this is my first fanfic and please review so I can make better fanfics in the future!~ Thnx ^^

After collecting 99 pre-kishin souls and 1 witch soul, Maka was prepared for Soul to become the most powerful Death Scythe. She only prayed that her papa wouldn't go ballistic on Soul, but the next day she brought her handy dandy book just incase something happened.

Everyone at Shibusen crammed into the room and watched as Soul and Maka walked into the room casually. Shinigami-Sama was glad to see them and extremely happy to make Soul into one of his weapons.

He waved them in and there was Death Scythe next to him. Death Sythe only grunted when he saw Soul but perked up when he saw Maka. Hoping she would notice her papa , he screamed " MAKAAAAA CHAN!~" She only cringed and she stood behind Soul leaning against the wall holding the book tucked into her coat. Soul stood over Death Scythe and looked him straight in the eye.

"I-I relieve you sir." Soul stuttered out to Death Scythe, he immediately blushed... cool people like him don't stutter over little things like these. Death Scythe was slouching and stared at Soul distastefully.

Death Scythe prayed this day would never come... but he could care less. Nothing seemed to go his way anymore. A long silence passed over them.

Maka looking stern behind Soul, Black Star grinning like a fox, Tsubaki radiantly smiling next to Black Star, Kidd and Liz fighting over the position of where they should sit, and Patty making a giraffe... boy this kid was really something else, it seems he got the whole package huh.

Well, if he was going to be replaced... it was going to be O.K if it was Soul. Death Scythe tryed to smile but found himself glaring at Soul instead. Soul frowned and glared back, what the heck was this geezers problem anyway?

"Soul... I am anything but relieved, but its better you than anyone else." Death Scythe said after a long time.

Soul broke out into a grin and cheers were heard in the backround, he turned and before he could do anything else he was tackled to the ground by Maka's papa

"But if you make any moves on my Maka I'll wring you alive and you'll never see daylight again!! You got that pun-"

"Heh! Who would make a move on tiny tits?!" Soul shouted back.

"M-my daughter hasn't full bloomed ye-"

"MAKKKKKAAAA CHOP!" A book the size of Shinigama's hand smashed the two men into unconciousness.