Summary: A weapon and meister create an unbreakable bond and work together for two goals. To destroy kishin and to make the weapon a death scythe. What does a weapon do when he can't keep a meister. How many times can one be abandoned before the madness takes over his life?
Warning! This story is a little AU (alternate Universe), contains male original character(s), female original character(s), angst, death, gore, harsh language and some mentions of near adult situations. If you do not like and/or are offended by this, please click the back button.
Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.

Basil's snub to Maka did not go unnoticed. Black Star was ranting about it during lunch and all the way back to the classroom, it would be a surprise if the entire school hadn't heard about it.

"I will admit, it was rather rude," Kid said as they all walked back to their desks. He took a second to make sure his supplies were all neatly layed out.

Maka felt a little bad, she just wanted to try to be nice to him. "Maybe it's my fault, for expecting too much," she said as she sat down.

"He's just an uncool guy, Maka," Soul said, sitting down next to her. "Forget about him, he's not worth it." Apparently his mind was made up.

"Alright, enough with idle chatter," Stein said as he rolled his way into the classroom. He still never really got off that chair. "Time to start class up again, I'll assume you're all here so let's begin our latest project."

It was then that everyone noticed the small cage on the table, inside was a poor terrified hedgehog. The class was silent for a moment before you could hear the whispers of 'poor thing' and 'I don't think I can do this' from many of the students.

"Would anyone like to volunteer to help me with this dissection?" Stein asked, pushing his glasses back up on the bridge of his nose. "Anyone?" His grey eyes snapped over to the door as he saw movement.

Basil was late. He knew that. He stared foreword, feeling the others stare at him again. "I'm sorry, I'm late." he said softly, glancing over at Stein.

"I'm not going to ask," Stein said, he grew tired of hearing the excuses as to why his students were late. "As punishment, you're going to help me dissect Mr. Spikey," he gestured to the hedgehog.

Basil swallowed, looking at the small animal. It was so cute, so innocently adorable and defenceless.

It sickened him.

"Get over here," Stein said, seeing that the boy hadn't moved.

Basil nodded, walking over to the desk that Stein had scooted himself to. "Just tell me what you want me to do."

The rest of the class period was horrible to the other students. They could handle dissecting frogs and small reptiles, even dissecting a fetal pig or two was tolerable. Watching Stein disect was disgusting. The manic look the scientist had on his face as he tied down and cut open the chest of the animals, whether or not they were dead. Some students were afraid they would one day end up on that table.

Watching Basil disect, however, was disturbing on a whole other level. The boy's face never left an emotionless state. He never once looked up as he did as Stein instructed. He flinched when the rodent let out a squeak of pain, and that was it.

Beyond the disgust, no one could see his hands shaking. He didn't look up, because he was afraid of seeing all the eyes again. The eyes that always watched, always judged, never wanting to know the truth. Basil didn't want to dissect this thing, not today. He wanted to seem normal, enough to where people didn't ask him questions.

Finally it was all done and Stein permitted the boy to clean his hands and sit down.

"Alright then, now that we've gotten that out of the way, how about we see how you've all progressed as weapon and meisters?" Stein asked, rolling his chair to the middle of the room where everyone could see him. "Let's see... I want... Tsubaki and Black Star, Kid, Liz, and Patti... And..." his eyes landed on Basil. He wanted to see what this boy could do. Then he remembered that he did not have a meister. "Ox and Harv," he said finally after a moment of thinking.

As the small group made their way to the floor, the tell tale clicking was heard. Stein's usually calm face turned to one of madness and finally a last loud click was heard.

"Let's do this."

Basil watched with wide eyes as three meisters and their weapons attempted to defeat a teacher. Stein looked like he wasn't capable of much, but that thought was quickly killed as he managed to dodge blows and attack, without ever letting go of his chair. He didn't know who to watch really. Stein moved so fast that it was hard to keep up. As for the three meister's, they each had a unique style of battle that majorly conflicted with each others. They didn't rely on each other, they didn't play off each others strength's and weaknesses. They were only focused on beating Stein their way. That was their downfall.

After what seemed like mere minutes, the three meisters were knocked back. Stein was obviously the victorious one.

"You all still haven't learned a thing," he said, adjusting the screw in his head once more as he seemed to be slowly calming down.

At that moment the final bell rang.

"Alright class, go home. Be safe and to those of you going to collect souls, good luck!" Stein said, quickly rolling out the door. He did a little hop to avoid the spot where he always fell over. "Yes!" He gave a victory cry then rammed himself into the wall.

A few student laughed but the rest were afraid to. Most of the class quickly left the class room, wanting to go home to finish class work or to hang out with friends.

Basil was one of the first to leave. He practically ran out, wanting to go back to his 'home'. He nearly ran into a girl. "Sorry!" he said as he stepped around her.

The girl just watched him run off, grey eyes narrowing for a second. "How rude."

(-)

"Basil!" Maka finally found the boy. She still felt insulted by him ignoring her, but she would not get up. "Hey, wait up!" she frowned as she was still ignored.

Basil was walking down the street of Death City, on his way to the small apartment complex that he, and other students at the DWMA, lived in. He heard Maka trying to get his attention and he tried his best to ignore her.

Soul wasn't to far behind either, having followed Maka. This was the quickest route home after all. "Maka, just leave him alone."

Maka didnt' listen. "Hey!" she said, finally catching up to Basil. "Stop ignoring me, I just want to talk to you," she gently pulled on Basil's coat sleeve.

Basil roughly jerked his arm out of her reach and turned around to glare at her. "Don't you dare put your filthy meister hands on me!" and with that, he ran off.

Maka stood there in shock. She never met a weapon like him before. She didn't understand why he was so angry at her. Now she was more determined than ever. At the very least she wanted to hit him for yelling at her like that.

She was going to hit him hard.

Author's Notes: Again, not fond of this chapter. I tried my best though. D8

Like before, please leave a review and let me know what you think. I'm sorry if Maka seemed a bit OoC, she did to me.