A/N: This is somewhat of a continuation of the ANIME. I haven't read the manga yet, so, I can't really write anything on that. I'M WORKING ON READING THE MANGA, SO CALM THE HECK DOWN.

Also, regarding Crona's gender in this fic, since nobody really knows what it is, I want to consider Crona a girl, but JUST FOR THIS FANFIC. I like to consider Crona either way.

Anyways, there were a lot of subjects the anime forgot to touch, and I just want to see what unfolds for the new Kishin/Afreet, seeing as Asura has said that another will rise up. Believe me, you guys are in for a surprise!

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT, IN ANY WAY, OWN SOUL EATER OR ANY OF THE COMPANIES AFFILIATED WITH IT. I AM SIMPLY WRITING THIS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES, AND IN NO WAY AM I TRYING TO EARN PROFIT.


A blonde-haired girl poked at what supposed to be food on her plate with her spoon. It was steaming, it was made from edible ingredients, so she had no idea how it looked so... Sloppy. "Er, thanks for handling dinner for us tonight, Crona," she chuckled nervously, scooping a bit of whatever the stuff was onto her fork. The pinkette sitting next to her smiled slightly, giving a silent thanks, not really knowing what to say. A boy with bright white hair looked at the stuff on his plate, debating on its edibility. He scooped up some of the stuff with his spoon, and let it slide and plop back down to the rest of the mass. His red eyes narrowed at the slop on his plate. "You sure this is- OW!" The blonde girl glared at him with her olive eyes, shaking her head. She didn't want Crona's feelings to be hurt, so he decided to ram her foot into the boy's leg with much force before he could say anything offensive.

A black mass peaked out of the back of the shy girl who had cooked this "lovely" meal for them. It was a rather small humanoid thing, its body looking like a buff animal balloon. It was complete with these puffy button-like eyes, and a squeaky little voice. "Ehh? What is that disgusting smell?" He looked at the shy girl, lowering himself a bit so he could properly yell in her ear. "Ha, is that smell you, buttwipe?" He lowered his head to the grey slop on her plate, grabbing it for himself, ready to shove the contents into his already-opened mouth.

"N-no! Don't!" Crona tried her best to raise her voice at the little bully-balloon boy, but her shy nature didn't really allow her to yell that often.

"What're you gonna do 'bout it?" The black mass stuck its tongue out at the girl, and then shoved the contents of the plate into his huge mouth without a second thought. "Uck, what is that crap? I gotta hurl!"

He saw the disappointed face of the shy, petite girl, and started laughing. " 'Course, the little buttwipe made this!" If Maka could shoot lasers out of her eyes when glaring, the little bully-balloon, Ragnarok, would've been dead a few seconds ago. "I'm sure it's not that bad, Crona!" She put a hand on the girl's shoulder for a few seconds, and then looked down on her plate with almost a look of determination. She scooped up a small bit onto her spoon, and put it in her mouth. It took all of her willpower just to not look disgusted as her throat wouldn't allow the slop to travel down it. Soul found this hilarious, and almost started laughing, but restrained himself from doing so out of fear for earning a Lethal Makachop (a deadly move used by Maka, involving a hardcover book against the head). The pigtailed girl found it within herself to swallow. She gave a nervous smile, and a chuckle. "You don't HAVE to cook for us, Crona, I mean, I enjoy cooking, heh!"

"Unless it's my night to cook," Soul uttered under his breath, earning another kick from the girl who can hear anything.


"Hiya~!" A black, tall form with hands the size of tables and a cartoony skull mask hopped a bit, greeting the boy standing in front of him. The boy was dressed quite well, in a black suit, thick white lines placed symmetrically on the shoulders and down the neckline. His neatly-combed black hair had three, thick white stripes on the left side. Two girls were standing with them. Both in (somewhat) matching outfits, one was short and laughing for no apparent reason, her gleeful blue eyes looking around the white field of clouds, and the taller one was consumed with checking her polished nails, making sure they were 100% chip-free like the bottle advertised.

"Father," the boy looked at the masked figure, speaking in his usual calm voice, "why did you call us up here?"

"Ah, yes, it seems the detective work is back on for you!" the masked one said rather quickly.

"What?"

"Would you like some tea, Kiddo?" the ridiculous Shinigami asked loudly, sitting at a table and holding a cup of tea that seemed to have come from thin air (it's probably from the same place Maka keeps her book).

"Don't change the subject!"

"But, this tea is very good~!"

"Father!"

"Alright, alright, fine." He threw the cup behind him, and the oh-so-magical table seemed to just suddenly vanish. "Activity for those who steal human souls has been higher than usual."

"Then assign more missions. I don't see how I would have to-"

"Ah, but, the activity has been clustered around the Sahara. Where I assigned you to find the Magic Tool in the runaway train. An unusually high number of Kishin eggs have been found there."

The boy's eyes widened slightly. Hadn't the crisis with Eibon already been solved? It had to have been something else, then. There's no way there was a Magic Tool there, it wasn't even there when he was ON the train. "I'll head out now, Father. Patty, Liz," he looked at the two girls standing behind him, "Let's go."

"Would you like some tea, first?" the Shinigami asked annoyingly, the magic-table-from-the-void in front of him again.

"Enough with the tea, already!"


"Tsubaki. Chained scythe mode," a quiet voice said from in the shadows. As the blue-haired boy crouched down to conceal himself, the raven-haired girl next to him glowed, her form transforming into two blades, connected together with a chain. He gripped the handles of the blades, shifting himself so he could be ready to charge at his opponent; a ghastly looking spindly thing that was crouching over a human corpse. It greatly resembled a large spider. If that weren't bad enough, it had a hairy human torso.

WHOOSH! SHK! SHK! SPLORCH! Within seconds, the blue-haired boy was standing triumphantly by the confused spider-man. It blinked at him, looking at the disgusting slime that now coated the boy's blades. Spiderbreath let out an ear piercing shriek as it bled and burst, leaving a ball of red light in its place. No, Spiderbreath didn't self destruct, you just don't understand one thing; the boy, yeah the triumphant one, hacked it to bits with amazing speed, and it took the dumb arachnid a few seconds to react. The blades shimmered, its form changing back to a human one. She walked with light feet, over to the slime-stained ground where the red, glowy thing was. She picked it up, smiling at the boy. "We got our first Kishin egg of the year, Blackstar!" She swiftly put the glob in her mouth, taking a while to chew it. The boy started laughing. "He was no match for my greatness! I bet I didn't even have to slice at him! Just looking at my Godliness would'a paralyzed him with fear!" Tsubaki sighed, a smile still on her lips. "Let's go back."


A/N: Okay, I know, not that good of a chapter to start with, but, I wanted to give the partners each just a little intro. I know, the grammar sucks, but I rushed. xP

SO, tell me what you think, if you want, quote stuff, and you can send me suggestions via PM.

~PUPPY-SAMA OUT!