AN: My first Soul Eater fanfic! Actually, it's my first fanfic for a manga or anime of any kind really. Hope you enjoy and reviews are extremely appreciated.


The real reason behind Spirit's divorce with Maka's mother wasn't because of him being a playboy. In fact, he only pretended to be one to hide the truth. The truth was that he was in love with Stein.

Granted, Stein still could scare the hell out of Spirit sometimes but his unpredictably was one of the things he loved about him so much. However, for a long time he thought it was impossible, the idea of them being together. That's why he married Maka's mother and for a while, he did lover her.

But then he found out that Stein cared for him as well which changed everything. He hadn't wanted to hurt Maka's mother but it was somewhat easier as she had been suspicious for some time.

Still both she and Stein agreed on one thing. He needed to tell Maka. Nevertheless, years later with Maka being a teen and having her own weapon now, Spirit still hadn't told her. Once again this was brought up by Stein.

"You need to tell her Spirit," Stein sighed as he sat down next to the weapon with a cup of coffee in one hand and a cigarette hanging out the corner of his mouth. "I'm personally surprised she hasn't guessed anything what with you being over here so often."

"Probably because no one in their right mind would date a psycho like you."

"Oh come on, that's one of my best qualities," Stein said with a completely serious face. Spirit, though, could tell he was joking.

"I just can't! She wouldn't understand!"

For not the first time, Stein remarked, "And how do you know this if you haven't told her?"

"I just know okay. It's called a father's intuition," Spirit pouted, his red hair falling into his face.

Stein gave another sigh as he took his cigarette out of his mouth and fully turned towards Spirit. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to resort to this matter but you're taking to long. Spirit, if you don't tell Maka I will do something extremely unpleasant to you when you're asleep."

"You wouldn't."

"Oh I would. Besides, I've been itching to stitch you up," replied Stein with a smile that was both seductive and crazed.

Spirit gulped as he said, "If you think she should know about us then why don't you tell her?"

"I'm not her father, remember?" Stein smirked as he put his cigarette back in between his lips and got up. "I'll give you five days. No exceptions."

Spirit gave a mournful, pouty face that almost made Stein take it back. Almost, but not quite. Without another word the doctor left the room leaving his ex-weapon behind.

"I really hate you sometimes!" Spirit yelled after him as he pulled at his hair in anger and panic. He really didn't want to tell Maka, but he also didn't want to get dissected again. It was like standing on a double edged sword with certain hell on either side. Though, if he actually thought about it, he really didn't know what Maka would say but he still didn't want to take that chance.

Nevertheless, Maka was on a mission and wouldn't be back until the day after tomorrow which gave Spirit sometime to think everything over. With no idea what he was going to do, Spirit curled up, rocking back and forth, his mind running circles and stretching in every way possible.