Note: Finely geting down to buisness. Quick shout out to ChasezX3 for giving me a tip off on some new offic software! Thanks now people can actuly understand what im saying as english! I dont own soul Eater of corse nor do I own Modest Mous or any of thare songs that I have named the storry and chaptes after. "Bulding Nothing Out of Something" has been the unoffical sound track to this fanfic. Give it a listen it fits veary well!

Spirit stood in front of Stiens laboratory, it was a hot late evening for him to be wearing a pinstripe black suit and he was starting to sweat profusely. Stien didn't allow smoking in his laboratory, not even for himself, ever since a lab fire in 2006 took most of the lab, as smart as Stien is one of the few things that will make him change his own rules is a good old fashond lab fire its the only way he ever rememberd to take care of himself, and right now Stien rely needed a fire to wake him up. Spirit stepped on his cigaret and went inside, the kishin was stopped after it arose, the battle was hard fought and alot of people were killed misters were harvested by the kishan and some weaker weapons were destroyed completely. But Stien took things to heart and he was completely scared by the event. At most times he was his normal self, but in others he would sink into complete apathy the poor fool didn't even want to research anything, All he'd do is sit around and doing a series of random and meaningless tasks, He would stop sometimes having delusions but he would never say what they were at the time and he uselessly forgot. During the days he would be normal ol Stien aghen( which generally lasted for months at a time) he would say that he sometimes saw woman whom he secretly loved but also was repulsed at the very same time, That part he only told Spirit after a long night of just hanging out like they used to when they were partners, And they started hanging out all over aghen remembering why they were friends in the first place.

I didn't go to work for a month.

I didn't leave my bed for eight days straight.

I haven hung out with anyone,

and if I did id have nothing to say.

I didn't feel angry or depressed.

I didn't feel anything at all.

I didn't want to go to bed

but i didn't want to stay awake

that was a poem Crona wrote about stien when he was like this his absence from her day to day life was unnerving to her. however dispite his state he always rememberd to let her out of the basement cell. but she had nothing to do she found it hard to leave him alone so she could go out to see her friends. But today Spirit told her that he was going to "hang out for a little wile with ol Franky, don't worry we'll be cool hear." he said with that stupid grin that made her uncomfortable she didn't like dealing with it.

Stien was surrounded by pizza boxes. He was watching "Planet Earth" a documentary, rather he wasn't so much watching as he was staring above the TV at something that wasn't their. Spirit took a seat on the couch next to Stien "you guna marry that wall or what?" he said kicking his feet up on the coffee table Stien hated it when Spirit atomaticly made himself at home so soon, but he was silent which was only a challenge to Spirit who was determined to get a response. "how long you been siting hear? it looks like your ass fused to the couch.." stien had been on the couch so long the cusheans sides were hardly visible. "this pizza any good?" he flipped open the freshest looking box ware their were only 3 slices left "well if you ordered pizza then you must not bee completely messed up.." stien made a move with his mouth like he had imagend the taste of his favorite food "come on man cmon cmon! some greasy teenager made this pizza. your not guna let it go to waist are you?" Spirit felt that if he could just get one reaction out of Stien he'd have a foot whole to work with. Stien pushed up his glasses but continued to be disresponciv.

"I think it'd put crona at ease if you said something."

stien didn't say a word but he looked at spirit threw the corner

of his eye

"You know she worry's about you."

Stien looked back at the wall but struggled as he did

"Shes a mess, she needs someone like you to balance her out."

Stien made a little nod in agreement and Spirit became

more animated ad he saw it. "and shes the only thing keeping you

from slipping off the face of the planet.." he turned his wrist

pointing at the sealing" "yeah..." stien's voice was horse beaus his

throat was so dry, they sat silently for a long time. "finally a breakthrough

Spirit thought then he said."then is she worth loosing over some ghost woman?"

spirit leaned closer to stien to the point he saw himself in the reflection

of stiens glasses. "No." he said almost ashamed. "then tell me. tell me now.

who is the woman?" stien was reluctant and after a moment he awnserd in

a whisper "Medusa" spirits eyes grew in disbelief "what?" "Medusa!"

stien yelled in his frustration so eminence that it truly frightened spirit.

"Medusa! we killed her! and now shes back TO HAUNT ME!" Stien slid

off the couch and leaned on the coffee table. but just when Spirit thought it was

over "bang bang bang" Stien slammed his own head into the table "Shes driving me

CRAZY Spirit and now I see he all the time!" "Then you have to fight her Stien! Your giving up

with this pathetic silence!" " I tried spirit I tryd! but its not that simple." "And why not shes a witch shes your enemy and she wants to kill you so fight her!" "I CANT!" Stien yelled directly at Spirit

"I love her...And I think she actually loves me back." "Stien you poor bastard.." that's all spirit could manage to say, spirit hated Medusa and thought that stien felt the same way, for the way she treated her daughter Crona, Spirit felt she was unforgivable and was happy that she had been killed but now she was back he now saw it wasn't so simple."you don't actually believe her do you?" stien was silent, Spirit helped Stien from the floor and they sat on the couch just stareing into the wall Stien had been looking at the whole time. "she was their the whole time?" stien nodded "yeah." it was quite aghen...

"...I need a cigaret spirit."

"Yeah me to buddy."

They stood beside the laboratory, Stien tor the lid of a metallic trash can full of papers from his office. He flicked a match an lit his cigaret stuck in his mouth and then for Spirit, He then tossed the match in the can and the papers took alight illuminating them in the dim summer twilight. "Fire good...fire very good" Stien said in a slow primitive manner, As he looked up he thought he saw Medusa threw the fire, But he only herd her whisper. "I told you ware to find me. If you want to be with me come and find me. Don't disappoint me my mad genus" the fire calmed burning low and slow. "I'm sorry things turned out this way" Stien said in a more mellow tone, spirit shrugged "your a genus but your kinda stupid some times. but we all forgive you." the crackling of the fire was calming to Stiens nerves. "Shes a sexy woman thow. That Medusa." spirit added pondering the possibilitys. with a wicked smile stien sang out "i wonder how hot your flesh would burn in a drum fire..." spirit smiled.

Later they found themselves in the living room, the beer spirit had brought in the back of his car had somehow found its way to the coffee table and somehow ten and a half bottles had been emptied. "Why dose it smell so bad in hear?" Crona and maka walked threw the main hall, Maka rounded the corner and gasped but Crona was confused by the sight. The men had passed out long before maka and Crona had arrived. spirit was laying face down on a reclining chair that looked like it would tip over at any moment and stien lay splayed out on his couch his glasses were missing from his face and the worrying sag of his trance seemed to have long passed now a grin was plastered on his in his face and the TV played a long forgotten horror movie. "Well great they seemed to enjoy themselves" maka said in a huff observing her father with daggers in her eyes. Crona however seemed exited and giggled at Stien. "Hes better now i think.." she showed her toothy smile, " im glad your dad came. i think that was best..". "maaaaka?" spirit yawnd in a half asleep state Maka stared back at Crona and the excitement in her face that her father figure had returned to normal. "Yeah its me. You should go back to sleep.." "eeekay...daddy loves you Makaa" "hay dad..thanks for helping professor Stien..that was very nice of you" "yeah your old mans prity cool isn't he?" "Don't push your luck".

"Ya ya we ain't got an eternity! Lets all get in that whirlybird their, Find us an

island some place get fucked up an spend the days we got left soaken up some sunshine! hows that?" the TV murmerd softly showing the dully colord movies Stien loved, It was late, No one was

awake and suddenly just for a brief second the TV had flashed the image of a

snake eye, as if Medusa had been watching them all threw the television the whole

time. But that was unlikely..Wasn't it?