A/N: Hey all! This is a crossover with two of my very favorite manga/animes: Soul Eater and InuYasha! I was reading through the other crossovers people have posted and I was surprised that I couldn't find many with the more, uh, traditional pairings for the anime/mangas. This fic definitely sticks with the most common (well, I think) couplings for the two.

A rough timeline: for Soul Eater, this takes place sometime after the end of the anime. I'm using the anime because I haven't completely read the manga and I prefer the word meister to technician. For Inuyasha, this is set before the defeat of Naraku and the completion of the jewel.

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or Inuyasha. If I did, I would have a much bigger library. I do, however, own this plot and all OCs!

Anyway, this is my very first published fanfic! O.o So please R&R!

-Scarlet Shayde

~*Crossing Over*~

Maka was falling. She could still hear the witch cackling as she dropped away from the swirling vortex she'd been shoved through. Soul transformed in her hand, fingers grasping her own as they changed back from the slick metal of his scythe form. Maka flailed as the wind caught her black trench coat, tearing Soul's hand from hers. She barely had time to scream her partner's name before she crashed down hard on the flat ground, her breath leaving her in a rush. A second later, all the air was shoved out of her lungs again as Soul's very solid body landed across her midsection.

"Maka?" Soul asked with a groan, pulling his forehead out of the dirt. "Maka–? Oh shit!" he cursed as he quickly shoved himself backwards off her. "Maka, are you okay?"

Maka tried to answer, but all that would come out was a breathless wheeze. She settled for a weak nod as she tried to pull oxygen back into her body. Soul stood and brushed off his jeans before offering his hand to his winded meister. Maka took and allowed Soul to pull her to her feet. Finally catching her breath, her sharp green eyes darted around, taking in her surroundings.

Taken aback by the undisturbed landscape around her, Maka asked, "Soul, where are we?"

The scythe looked around, noticing for the first time that they were, as the saying goes, definitely not in Kansas anymore. Running a hand through his spiky white hair, he shrugged. "I guess that damn witch sent us through a... portal or something," he responded, hiding his surprise beneath a practiced mask of indifference.

Maka huffed out an annoyed breath. "Well, duh. But where did she send us? I can't see any cities or even a road! Just us and that forest," she observed, looking to the right at the thick woods a short distance away.

"Hey. Look at this," Soul said, staring straight up at the sky. Maka's eyes widened slightly as she saw the angry purple whirlpool suspended among the clouds directly above them.

"Soul... I can sense that witch's soul wavelength echoing from that portal!"

Maka's partner glanced sideways at her. "Yeah, we already knew that she was the one who sent us–Maka? What is it?" Her eyes were narrowed, dark pupils indicating that she was using her soul perception. Suddenly her eyes opened wide.

"I sense souls–a lot of them! Most of them are really far away, but there are two really close and heading this way! And... They're so different... I've never felt anything like them before..." she trailed off. "I think you'd better transform. Something's wrong here." Soul nodded once, firmly, before grasping his meisters proffered hand and disappearing in a bright blur. The colorful light shot into Soul's weapon form before settling into a wickedly sharp scythe with a red and black blade. Maka's gloved fingers tightened around the metal as she subtly moved into a defensive position.

"They're almost here..." she muttered, eyes set ahead on the strange souls bounding straight towards them.

"Anything yet, wench?"

Kagome sighed. She could tell that Inuyasha's patience was fast running out. And it's not like the half-demon had that much to begin with.

She cast out her senses, but didn't feel any sign of a shard of the Shikon jewel.

"Still nothing," she said with another sigh.

Inuyasha nearly growled in frustration. They hadn't found any hint of a shard in days and even Sango and Miroku were starting to get annoyed with the lack of progress–not that they blamed Kagome. It's not like she controlled where the scattered pieces of the powerful gem ended up.

"I'm sorry, Inuyasha! I just don't–" Kagome stopped suddenly and whipped her head around.

"STOP!" she cried. Skidding to a halt, Inuyasha craned his head to look at the reincarnated priestess on his back. Kagome had her eyes fixed on something far in the distance that none of the others could see.

"What is it, Lady Kagome?" Miroku asked from his perch behind Sango on Kirara.

For a moment, Kagome simply continued to stare off into the distance. Then, jumping as if she'd been startled, she turned to look down at Inuyasha with wide eyes.

"I can sense something! But, it's not a shard... I've never felt anything like this before! Inuyasha, we have to go check this out!"

"Keh!" Inuyasha scowled stubbornly. "Why should we? If it ain't a shard, it ain't worth my time!"

"We have to go see what this is! It'll only take a few minutes, Inuyasha! And I feel like it might be something really important!" she shot back.

Inuyasha snorted, but relented with an angry roll of his amber eyes. "Fine! But if this has nothing to do with the jewel, we're leaving!" he threatened. Kagome nodded, pleased.

Inuyasha turned and bounded in the direction Kagome was looking towards. "We'll meet you there!" he tossed back over his shoulder to the others.

As Inuyasha dashed around trees, the black-headed priestess concentrated on the new auras she could feel up ahead. There were two close by–the ones she had sensed back with the rest of their group–but she could also feel more auras, a good ways behind the two closest.

"Hey." Kagome blinked and glanced down at Inuyasha. "If this gets dangerous, you stay back, got it, wench?"

"Okay! Now hurry up, we're almost there!" Kagome said, pointing forward over the half-demon's shoulder.

Darting out from beneath the cover of trees, the two skidded to a halt right in front of a blonde girl wearing a trench coat over a vest and plaid skirt–and holding a deadly red and black scythe.

Maka took in a deep breath. "Get ready, Soul," she said. "They're here."

A/N: And that's the end of chapter 1! I'm going to try to post at least a chapter per week. Unfortunately I have a couple of things I haven't decided on yet, so I'd really, really like some help with this:

Should I put Chrona, Kaede, Sesshoumaru, and/or Kouga in the story?

Oh, and do you guys like these short chapters or should I make them longer?

Message or review me with the answers, I can't decide!

Thanks for reading,

Scar.