Chapter Two

A/N: This chapter's a bit short as well. Sorry! The next chapters will be longer, I PROMISE.

As I've said before, nothing belongs to me~~

"Will Maka Albarn and Death the Kid please report to the Death Room? Maka Albarn and Death the Kid to the Death Room, please," announced the loudspeaker.

Maka sighed as she slammed her book shut. She was one of the smartest students at Death Weapon Meister Academy—she was probably being called in for an award in academics.

"Laaaaaame," groaned her weapon partner, Soul Eater Evans, "Not that I'm really keen on awards or certificates or nothing, but I think I should go, too. I mean, a meister's nothing without their weapon."

"Fine, Soul, you can tag along," grumbled Maka as she stood up from her chair. Death the Kid walked over to them, accompanied by his twin pistols, Patty and Liz.

"Maka? I presume that Soul will also come along. Would that be correct?" he asked coolly.

"Damn straight," Soul replied, grinning. He glanced at Patty and Liz. "You guys tagging along?"

"YAAAAY! WE'RE GOIN' TO SEE WHAT'S UP! " Patty exclaimed, followed by uncontrollable laughter from her. Her older sister facepalmed.

"Shhh! Not so loud, Patty! You're going to catch the attention of-" Kid started, but it was too late.

"YAAAAAAAHOOOOOOO!" yelled a voice.

"—Black*Star…" finished Kid, sighing. A young, ambitious-looking boy bounded up to the group followed by a tall, timid girl who barely made a noise as she glided along.

"Sooooo," started the newcomer, rather loudly, "where are we goin' to see what's up?'

"Kid and Maka got called to the Death Room, so we decided to go with them," explained Liz.

"Oh, we are SO going with you! How DARE they call people to the Death Room for something without including ME?" yelled the boy.

"Black*Star, maybe we shouldn't go… Only Kid and Maka were called…" spoke the quiet girl.

Black*Star whipped his head full of blue spikes to face her. "Tsubaki, when they said that, they IMPLIED that I should go, too. It's like when someone says, "Stop!" the "you" is implied, but not said. Seriously."

"Black*Star, I'm not exactly sure that-" started Tsubaki.

"I HAVE SPOKEEEEN!" Black*Star interrupted.

"Can we just go to the Death Room now?" inquired Maka, obviously annoyed.

"What's the matter, Maka? Anxious? Did you get in trouble? Is that why you were called up? And you're anxious because you KNOW it?" Soul responded, taking advantage of his meister's short temper.

"MAKA CHOP!" Maka hit Soul over the head with her giant book. "It's just that the people who want to see us are probably waiting and have been doing so this entire conversation. I'm sure it doesn't matter who goes, so long as Kid and I are there. Now, let's GO!" she said huffily. Before anyone could say anything, do something, or anything could happen that would delay the visit to the Death Room any longer, Maka grabbed Soul by the ear and started out of the room; Kid, Patty, Liz, Black*Star, and Tsubaki following right behind.