Thanks for the lovely reviews! I didn't really expect that much of a response! The same warnings from the first chapter are still applied to every chapter following it, meaning this story contains yaoi, as well as M-rated material. If you do not like these things, then do not read it. Now, here is your dose of yaoi. Enjoy~

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. I wish I did...*sigh*

The moon had already risen within the night sky when I returned home to Gallows Mansion. Father's errand should have been a simple one, but of course things have to get complicated when the mad scientist known as Franken Stein gets involved. As it turns out, I had been given the task of delivering a 'classified' file to the stitched psycho, and I had no choice but to do as I was told. In the end, I barely escaped with my life and dignity when Stein decided that he wanted to see if my insides resembled a normal person's...

I hesitated just in front of the door, wondering if the girls were still awake. I would honestly be ashamed if they saw the asymmetrical rips and tears in my clothing made from one of the professor's scalpels...

I decided to take a chance and entered the mansion. All the lights appeared to be off, but then I noticed a faint glow emanating from the living area, and knew immediately that the girls were still awake. I sighed, doing my best to straighten my disheveled appearance, before continuing my path towards the stairs. I tried to seem casual, hoping that the girls wouldn't notice me if I remained silent. Unfortunately, Liz happened to glance in my direction, her gaze automatically darting to the tattered clothing I wore.

"Kid? What happened?" She asked, her voice laced with concern.

"Ah, nothing. I'm okay. I'll feel even better once I change out of these and into something more symmetric," I replied, gesturing to the obvious rips in my white-collared shirt. I could tell that she didn't believe my vague answer, though she didn't question me further. Patty, on the other hand, quickly leaped from her seat and bounded over to me in a matter of seconds.

"Kiddo! Here, this is a copy of my book! I want ya to read it so you can get a feel for what I expect you to do in my movie~" She giggled, abruptly shoving a thick stack of paper into my hands. Oh, that's right. She asked me to play a role in her movie. Well, I suppose I have to go through with it now.

"Alright, I'll give it a look. I'll be heading to bed now, if you don't mind. Goodnight, girls," I said with a slight wave, walking up the steps to the upper level of the mansion.

I arrived within the symmetrical beauty that is my bedroom moments later, pausing briefly to ensure that the candles lining my dresser burned at a perfectly even pace. This led to further examination of my room's symmetrical state, and before I knew it, two more hours had passed. I finally decided to change, quickly throwing the tattered remains of my clothing into the trash, since they could not be salvaged, and pulling my sleep wear from one of my drawers. Once dressed in my black pajama pants and night shirt, I sat in the exact center of my bed, raising Patty's 'book' to my line of sight curiously.

"What on earth could this possibly be about? I hope I didn't agree to be a giraffe prince or something else that is completely ridiculous..." I grumbled. My curiosity piqued, I tenderly flipped the page and began to read the first paragraph of Patty's novel. I was astonished as I found that her style of writing was actually quite sophisticated and very detailed. Though, I couldn't quite place what the story itself was about. So far, it seemed as though Patty was writing a realistic genre, using her friends, such as myself, as the characters. However, it seemed as though she created some type of closer bond between Soul and I...

My entire body froze as I reached page six-I could hardly believe what had been written there. Over and over, my eyes traced the page, but the words were still the same:

Their bodies slick with sweat, the two boys groaned in unison as tongues met in a heated battle for dominance. They remained locked in the tight embrace until the need for oxygen overpowered their strong feelings of lust, both reluctantly pulling away from the other.

"Kid, I need you," Soul panted heavily, his hot breath sending tingles through the other boy's body. Two-toned eyes of molten gold darkened with lust, and Kid could only whimper as he felt the albino's fingertips graze his lower abdomen.

"Then have me," Kid murmured in reply, craning his neck to meet the other in yet another passionate kiss...

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"What the hell?!" I shouted, tossing the novel away. My face felt as though it were on fire as the written words flashed through my mind, along with a graphic image of that scene. Oh, Father, what had I agreed to?!


Downstairs, the girls could hear Kid's loud exclamation of surprise. A wicked grin curled onto Patty's face as she giggled in a near maniacal fashion.

"Ha-ha! He actually read it!"

"Patty," Liz spoke as soon as her sister's laughter had quieted, "Do you honestly think that he'll agree to do the movie now?"

"Of course! He already said he would, and you know he never goes back on his word!" The younger Thompson countered. Liz looked thoughtful for a moment before her nodding her head in agreement.

"Hm, I guess you're right."

"Do you think he's, um, mad?" Tsubaki asked a bit nervously, glancing over at the staircase and towards the upstairs where the meister in question currently was. Patty quickly dismissed her with a shrug.

"Nah, I think he's going into shock by now. Wouldn't that be funny?" She snickered.

"Uh..."

"W-Well, how are you going to write the script? 'C-Cause I doubt that Kid would wanna do the graphic scenes you have in the book," Crona piped up, her gaze shifting around the room to avoid making eye contact.

"Hmph. I guess you're right," Patty pouted. "Kiddo probably wouldn't do that. Buuuuut...I could probably get him to do the movie still, only with the extra hot scenes cut out."

"It's really the only way," Maka added, placing a hand in comfort on Patty's shoulder. "If it makes you feel any better, I could easily get Soul to do the movie. All I have to do is appeal to his arrogant side."

"Yay! The show may go on!" Patty cheered.

"So," Liz said, clapping her hands together, "Who here has a camera?"


I paced in the center of my room, careful to avoid the very graphic novel Patty had written, as I contemplated my options.

1. Tell Patty I changed my mind and no, I will not participate in her movie.

2. Lock myself in my room until she forgets about this crazy idea.

3. Knock the girls out, burn the novel, and later convince Patty that it had never happened.

So far, I was starting to favor option number three. But then again, with as stubborn as the blonde girl was, she would still possibly remember asking me about the movie anyways. With a defeated sigh, I slumped back onto my bed.

"...Why would she fantasize about me with Soul anyway?" I grumbled, though I couldn't fight the heat that burned my face as I thought about the crimson-eyed weapon.

Sure, he was a great friend and all, but let's face it-he's straighter than a ruler. I mean, if he constantly suffered from nosebleeds every time he saw a glimpse of a naked woman, then how could he possibly be gay? I myself had come to terms with my sexuality a long time ago, though I have yet to really come out with it. I haven't even told Father, let alone Liz or Patty. And so far, I felt that it wasn't a good idea. What would everyone think of me then? It's bad enough that I happen to be a shinigami with OCD, but this made me feel even more...different. Why can't I be normal?

"Dammit, why does everything have to happen to me?!" I screeched to my ceiling. Of course, it didn't answer back, so I settled for angrily flicking the lamps on my nightstands 'off' before yanking the bedsheets over my body.

Alone in the dark, I began to contemplate the night's events, mainly Patty's movie idea. There was no doubt in my mind that she would be able to pull it off. Most of her greatest accomplishments have actually made no sense, and in completing them she pretty much defied the laws of physics. Finding a camera and filming a few scenes to slap together into a movie shouldn't be too difficult for Patty, considering that she once replicated the Eiffel Tower using only origami animals-on a full scale. After a rough wind knocked it down, the mansion, as well as the surrounding area was buried under twenty-five feet of miniature paper zoo animals. Man, that was a pain to deal with...

Now that the thought crossed my mind, how would they get Soul to agree to do this? Wouldn't playing a homosexual version of himself seem 'uncool' or something of those lines? Wait, how would I deal with it if he really went along with Patty's latest scheme? Lately, I've found it extremely difficult to look him in the eye, and just the other day during a game of basketball with the others, he clapped me on the back and told me that I had played a great game. I had shuddered slightly at the physical contact, relishing the warmth his hand had left on my typically cool body.

"This is bad," I groaned to myself. "I have a crush on one of my best friends-and he's completely straight!"


"Are you gonna call Soul now?" Liz asked with a devious smirk. The ash-blonde meister gave a vigorous nod and held up her cellphone.

"Yep, I'll ask him to do the movie! He can't say 'no' if I make a good case," Maka reassured with a cheerful grin. She quickly dialed his number and waited for him to answer. After three rings, Soul's tired voice yawned from the other end,

"Maka? What's goin' on?"

"Hey, Soul. Nothing much, but I do have a question for you," Maka replied. She glanced over at the other girls to find Liz and Tsubaki giving her the thumb's up. Crona sent her a sheepish smile of encouragement, and Patty fooled around with the camera, setting off the flash every ten seconds.

"Couldn't you have waited a bit longer? You know, 'til after you came back?" Soul whined.

"No, I'm sorry, but it couldn't wait."

"...Ugh, fine. Hurry up and ask," He grumbled after a moment's silence. With a darkening grin, Maka replied into the phone,

"How would you like to play a role in Patty's movie?"

Okay, this is more of a transition into the good stuff, but I hope you all enjoyed it nonetheless. Thanks for reading, and if you have any suggestions for upcoming scenes in this story, I'd be willing to consider them. Review if you want me to continue to write this piece of potential sexiness~