Maka all of a sudden felt extremely uneasy. How could someone she dreamt up be alive and in her class room now? It didn't make any sense to her and her head felt like she was spinning way too fast.

"Our top student Maka Albarn will be in charge of showing you around the school." Professor Stein announced as he adjusted his glasses. Professor Stein had been in an accident earlier in the year leaving scars and stitches all over his body, he even had a screw in his head that he would mess with on occasion. All in all He was a very intimidating man and no intelligent student of his would ever speak out against him.

"Yes sir." Maka managed to squeak out. She could tell her uncomfortableness was showing when she made eye contact with a worried looking Tsubaki.

Calm down Maka it's just a coincidence… Its fine, YOU'RE fine… Oh my God he's walking towards me, shit.

Maka forced a smile and looked up at him and offered her hand out to the strange boy. Soul just looked at her out- stretched hand and grumbled.

"Nurse. Where is it?" His question seemed more like a demand and it caused Maka's eye to twitch and her smile grew more forced as she questioned him "Huh?"

"You heard me tiny-tits now, which way to the Nurse's office?" with his words the whole class grew silent and stared at Maka just waiting for a reaction.

Faster than Soul could say "Oh shit" His face was planted on the ground and a Very angry Maka stood above him a book clutched in her hand as she admired how the spine of the book was imprinted onto the back of his head.

Although Maka despised every second of it she escorted the strange albino to the nurse's office. She grumbled under her breath and cursed that she just had to beat out her only competitor in the class on the last test. Maybe then the (mostly) bald, smart-ass named Ox would be walking down the hall with this asshole.

Soul walked ahead. He seemed to already know where he was going, so why the hell did he have to drag Maka out of class. Before they were halfway there Soul paused a few feet in front of her.

"What?" Maka watched him. She could feel how he studied her behind his ruby glare. She could faintly see him bite the inside of his lip as if he wanted to say something but could not find the correct words to do so.

"Are you happy?" his words came out and sounded foreign to her ears. Was she happy? What kind of a person asks someone they just met if they are happy or not? Maka blinked at him with a puzzled face.

"Uh, I guess so…" she started off but before she could finish speaking her mind Soul cut her off.

"You're smart. You're strong. You're brave. The only thing in your life that's not good right now is your parents' divorce that is soon to come. So if you had the choice, would you make a wish to change it all? Would you sell your soul to change your whole life and turn it upside down?"

Maka stared blankly at him. How could he know so much about her? They had just met today, despite of how familiar he seemed to be. There was no possible way he could have known about her parents' bitterness towards each other. Even if the divorce was painful for Maka to bear she understood that her parents would be much happier if they split up.

"Uh no…I don't think I have anything want more than my own soul." His Crimson eyes still laid heavily on her as he grunted and started to walk off without her.

"Good keep it that way." He shoved both of his hands in his pockets as he turned down the next hall.

Maka and Liz walked home together that day, Tsubaki had to stay behind and partake in her club activities.

"So 'Mr. Dream Boy' is real after all" Liz spoke behind a smirk as she eyed her younger companion.

"Yeah but he's anything but dreamy." Maka scowled at the mention of his existence. It bothered her that he knew so much about her after only meeting once. Was he a stalker? Or maybe she and him were BookFace friends? She shook her head. There was no way.

There walk continued with light teasing from Liz until they heard a very odd strange almost muffled sound.

"What is that?" Maka questioned and followed the sound into a dark abandoned building.

"Maaaaakaaaaa…You know I hate these kinds of places" Liz whined as she followed her friend inside.

There standing in a clouded circle was a young man, his eyes burned a dark honey color. He stood in a formal attire and held a gun in each hand. His hair was black as night except for three white striped circling his head. On his shoulder sat a red imp that Maka recognized immediately.

The young man cursed and aimed the gun at them a pulled the trigger.