To answer any confustion, Maka was using the gun as a demonstration. She was showing the new students how to use a demon weapon. I don't know if you have read the manga or just watched the show, but if you have read the manga then you would know that Maka did not know how to wield a scythe before Soul. In the manga it talks about how Soul taught her how to spin the scythe when she first started (in the Sloth chapter). Just because her mom was a scythe meister doesn't necessarily mean she is too. If you were thinking Kidd could wield Carrie, sorry but no. First he would never wield Carrie, because he would be asymmetrical if he did. And if you payed attention in the beginning of the story you would know that Maka and the others never met Kidd until he enrolled in DWMA, after Sid became a Zombie. Sorry if I went off on you it's just I've read a lot of stories about Soul Eater and a lot of the times Maka just can't wait to be a Scythe Meister, but it never talks about her originally wanting to be a scythe meister in the show. It only ever talks about her wanting to turn Soul into a Death Weapon.

Wow, that was a whole paragraph. It's just there really aren't that many scythes in the Soul Eater Universe. There's Soul, Spirit, Tsubaki (when she's in her chain scythe mode), and the character from Soul Eater Not. That's it. So if I were Maka, I wouldn't be banking on finding a scythe (and by some magic having the same soul wavelength [which happens]) and asking to be partners.

In the Death room sits none other then Death the Kidd. He adjusts his left ring and looks up at his father in the mirror. "You're saying there are two 'rogue' weapons in New York?"

"Yes, yes," his father cheered. "Go, have fun! See the sights."

Kidd almost rolls his eyes, but keeps it in. "And the new students?"

Death clapped his hands together, "Maka's taking care of them. You remember Maka, right?"

With the memory of the small blond girl came the memory of her father. The annoying alcoholic red head. He and Maka had not really had a chance to get to know one another, though there parents work closely. "Yes, father, I remember."

"Then go! Go, go, go." Death waved his hand as his son with three stripes left the room.

Across the school Carrie is speaking to Maka, "So, like, I was thinking that we worked, like, really well together."

Maka held her hands behind her back, and nodded. Carrie continued, "And you've already been here so long, you probably just want to find your partner and start working."

Maka shrugged. Around the corner and down the hall the sound of a door closing was heard. Nether of the girls noticed. Soul walked, following the arrows to the cafeteria. Soul was about to walk around the corner when he spotted the two girls. He hid behind the corner thinking, eavesdropping is not cool.

"And that we should become partners?" finished Carrie.

Maka let out a little sigh, then began to explain. "Carrie, it's the first day. There are tons of people you haven't met yet."

"But we worked together so well!"

"How about this, go meet people, see if anyone fits you. If you can't find anyone then talk to me and we'll figure something out."

Carrie gave a defeated look but backed off. As she walking away she looked back. "Aren't you coming?"

Maka shook her head, "I've got some things to do. See you."

With that Carrie disappeared around the corner. Maka let out a breath she seemed to be holding. She took a step back and slumped on the hall way wall. She slowly slid down in a sitting position, her legs under her. Soul peeked around the corner to see if there was anyone left. His shoulders slumped at the realization that she was still there.

He watched as she delicately pulled the fingers of her white gloves and and pulls off her glove. Maka doesn't make a sound as her singed is revealed. Soul, though, hisses in pain involuntarily. Quickly he hides behind the corner again. Maka's head whips around, "Come on out, I can see your hair."

Soul cursed under his breath. With is shoulders slumped, he punched his hands into his pocket and turned the corner. "What's up with the burns?"

"Nothing. The cafeteria's that way," she points with her gloved hand.

Soul rolls his eye's, and slides down the wall beside her. He pulls her burnt and towards him. Inspecting he asks, "How'd you get these?"

Maka tries to pull her arm back, but Soul grips her wrist just under the burn and keeps her still. She explains, "When a weapon and a meister's soul wavelength are off, it effects the people. We'll learn about it in class but the basics are that if you're not paired correctly then the partners are effected. For me, I get burns where I touch the other weapon."

Soul thinks a moment then reaches for Maka's other hand. Very gently he slowly takes off the stiff glove, made to protect the wearer. Even with his careful fingers some of the white fabric scraps across her injured skin. She winces but doesn't make a sound.

"Why didn't you put Carrie down? Of pick someone else?" he asks.

"Because it's no big deal. I'm just glad that Carrie didn't feel it."

Soul's warm hands cup Maka's injured one's. Without the gloves her slender fingers are made even more small by his large hands encompassing her's. She slides her hands back to her lap, and her cheeks tint. Soul doesn't notice. He asks, "There a nurses office around here?"

Maka nods. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. Without any pain or hesitation, she gets up and dusts her skirt off with the back of her hands. She raises her eye brows at Soul. In return he gets up and says, "Lead the way."

After a few moments of silent walking they made it to a door. Above the door there was a sign saying clearly "Nurse's Office." Soul open's the door for her.

Inside the nurse was no where to be seen. Soul didn't care. He's rifling through the cabinets in no time. Soon he had a number of small containers in hand. Maka sat on the on of the empty bed. Soon Soul had a empty dish and was loading it up with gels and goo's.

"What are you doing?" Maka said trying to look over his shoulder without getting up.

He looked over his shoulder at her, his sharp teeth forming a grin. "Homemade remedy. My brother like's tea and he always forgets to use a pad when picking up the kettle." By now he's finished mixing and is walking over to the blond girl. "My mom ended up making this kick-ass healing goo."

He picks up one of her injured hands and dips his fingers in the blue goo. Lightly and gently he applies the medicine to her hands. She hisses in response as the heat moves out of her hands and the medicine takes over. Soul doesn't look at her but continues to speak, "My mom used to say that no matter what instrument you play or what job you do, your hands are your most important tool."

When he finishes, he looks up at her and smiles. Maka gets a look at his teeth, and her eye's crinkle in confusion. Soul is instantly aware and closes his mouth. He moves to get up, but Maka catches his shoulder. "It's cool. You'll fit in just fine here."

He turns again to see her child like smile. "You should probably put that stuff away." She waves her right arm in the direction of the counter and flinches.

Soul looks confused for a moment then realizes she was using a rifle. "Take the sweater off," he commands.

Maka's eye brows furrow, and she crosses her arms. She say's, "no," with conviction.

"You were using a rifle. You probably have burns all down your shoulder. Take off your sweater or I will."

Maka clenches her teeth. "Get out. I can do this part myself."

Soul looks at her for a moment before realizing what she's thinking. "I'm not going to make a move on you small fry."

"Maka! Chop!" While the white haired boy lay unconscious on the floor Maka tended to her last wound. When she was finished she lightly patted Soul's cheek until he came to.

She held out her hand, for him to get up. "Hey, sorry. By the way, my name's Maka."

He gave her a scowl but let her help him up, "I know. You told everyone before the demonstration, remember?"

"You're Soul E-"

"Soul Eater. Yeah, that's me."

"Soul Eater? Whatever."

Souls stomach growled. Maka laughed. "Come on, I'll lead you to the Cafeteria. There serving spaghetti today."

Soul involuntarily drooled, Maka giggled at the odd sight. Slurp. "Sorry, missed break fast," he shrugged.

Just to clarify, Carrie is not an important character. She was just here for this part. She's not an important OC, or a main character. Just an announcement because I don't want any confusion about her being a main character or something.