Well I already had the second chapter done anyway so I'm submitting it whether you like it or not.
The ride back to the apartment was silent, only the sound of the engine to break the calm night. Even after Soul turned off his engine and they walked up the long staircase to the apartment door, not a word was spoken. Maka fiddled with the keys until she found the one she was looking for, breaking the silence during her search.
"We did a good job tonight, Soul. Can't wait to get some shut eye, seeing as it's a school night. You'd think now that we're shingami and death scythe that we wouldn't have to go anymore, but some of those kids are clueless and the Academy (DWMA or Shibusen) needs all the help it can get…" Just as she began to turn the key, a hand protruding from a black leather sleeve slammed into the door just to the side of her head and a warm breath trickled down her neck. Maka stopped her senseless rambling and stared at the keys her hands. "Soul, I already told you-"
"That it's over, I've heard." Soul cut her off, placing his other hand on the door frame "I don't think you're being honest, to me or yourself."
"It wouldn't have worked out." Maka replied, still refusing to turn and face the man behind her.
"Just because it didn't work out between your parents-"
"This has nothing to do with them! Papa is a lying, dirty cheater and he drove Mama away, end of story!" Maka yelled at the ground, turning the key and opening the door "As for us, it's over. We shall be partners and friends, but nothing more." With that last statement, Maka slipped through the entrance and slammed the door in Soul's face.
Soul lingered by the door for a moment, and then turned to leave, but not before bringing his fist back and striking the door. Soul walked down a few doors and opened the door to the apartment that had been his for the last year. They needed room to breath after they broke up, but still be close enough that he was sure she was safe. Soul walked into the apartment that was twin to his old one.
"I've got so much air now I can't breathe."
Soul flopped down on the only piece of furniture in the living room and closed his eyes. Maka let him have their old couch for his new apartment, saying she wanted something newer anyway. That was a lie, just like all the others, to distance them from each other. She wanted the couch, but it was too much of a reminder, and, therefore, needed to go. Soul was happy to have the couch… But I want her…
"Morning Ms. Albarn"
"Morning Toby, and remember, I told you to call me Maka." Maka lectured a young boy in front of her.
"Yes Ms. Al- I mean Maka!" the boy quickly corrected himself as Maka pulled out a menacing hardcover copy of The Count of Monte Cristo.
"Good, I'll see you in class Toby." As the boy ran off, a tall, curvy girl with long raven hair flowing down her back tentatively approached Maka. She wore a hooded short sleeve shirt with a star over her right breast and khaki shorts. A belt was wrapped several times around her lower torso with a weapons pouch connected to it at her hip.
"Maka, you really shouldn't scare the students"
"Well, thanks to Black*Star and his method of 'transcending god' you and him are both still students. And that's Ms. Albarn to you." Maka gave the towering girl a stern look, then grinned and gathered her into a hug. "It's been a while, Tsubaki." The other girl returned the hug, then let go so they could walk up the steps to the school.
"It's been what? Two, maybe three years since we last saw each other? It wasn't long after the defeat of the Kishen that we left" Tsubaki pondered to Maka until a loud, obnoxious voice broke her train of thought.
"YAAA HOOO! You're time of cowering in fear is over Death City, for I, the great Black*Star, have returned!" The booming voice came from a blue haired boy perched on one of the school's protruding stone spikes.
"Black*Star! Get down from there before I make you" Maka yelled, trying to calm herself down, the vein in her temple pulsing and ready to burst. With his speech over, the boy leapt from his perch, somersaulted through the air, then landed gracefully in front of the two ladies. When he stood up, Maka was shocked at how much he had grown in the past years.
No longer was Black*Star the small boy towered over by all of his peers. In front of Maka stood a grown man, now taller than his already lofty partner, Tsubaki. He was as muscular as ever, but as his body grew and stretched it had developed into more of a lean muscle. Black*Star's outfit had changed to a black sleeveless jacket left open to reveal a well defined 8-pack and white shorts with the length past his knees and belts around the hem. Although much had changed, his blue hair was still in those ridiculous spikes with that cocky grin plastered on his face.
"It would do you well not to destroy the school on your first day back. That would greatly upset the new headmaster." Maka warned Black*Star, though her warnings were futile.
"New headmaster you say? The place was put under new management, and I wasn't even told about it? How am I supposed to know if this guy is even worthy to be in my presence, let alone run DWMA?" Black*Star cracked his knuckles as his grin got wider, "Heh, who cares, I'll meet him for myself soon enough. Then I'll test him so I know for sure if he is."
"I'm pretty sure you already know him and I'd think you'd agree in saying that he deserves to run this school and the respect that goes with it," a cool, calm voice caused Black*Star to turn around and see a tall, thin man in a white suit. He had his black hair, pulled back into a ponytail, with three white lines wrapped horizontally around the left side of his head. His threatening golden-yellow eyes were like an owl staring at his prey. The two men held their gazes for what seemed like an eternity, but broke off after mere seconds when Black*Star captured the other man in a bear hug.
"It's good to see you, Kid!" Black*Star exclaimed as he suffocated the golden-eyed man.
"You too, Black*Star" Kid broke his calm and collected composure as he struggled to get out of his blue haired friend's grasp, but all the while smiling, "but only so long as you don't destroy my school."
Black*Star suddenly released Kid and looked at him with a slightly astonished expression. "What do you mean your school? Don't tell me you're-"
"Shinigami-sama and Headmaster of DWMA," Kid finished with a smirk. Black*Star's jaw dropped to the floor.
"But you're about the same age as us and younger than all the teachers, how did you end up as Head Hancho?" Black*Star questioned after he gathered his jaw back into place.
"Come I'll explain everything in my office," Kid gestured for them to fallow him into the school, "Oh, and by the way, I'm not younger than all the teacher's, because Maka works here and will in fact be your teacher." Black*Star's jaw once again hit the ground, but this time he needed Tsubaki's help to move along while Maka giggled behind them.
I realize that these are short chapters and I am sorry for that. I just can't seem to get past three pages in word. (it may have something to do with my extreme loathing of essay writing and the requirements for it, but who knows) Anyways, I working on the third chapter and realized how slowly the plot is moving, so you will be bored to death before anything interesting happens.