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Winner Takes All

"We need to talk"

Blade's words flowed through Soul's head. We need to talk? What the hell was this guy going for?

"Blade"

"Soul"

"..."

Soul's eyes shifted back to the hand of the weapon before him. A kantana huh? So thats the little piece of shit's weapon form...

His eyes flicked back to Blade's. He spoke "wadda ya mean by 'We need to talk'" Blade's respose was dull, but harsh. "Your partner, Maka Albarn, correct?"

Soul bit back snarl. "Yeah, whats it to ya?" "She has a gigori soul, doesn't she?" What the hell? "...yeah" "And Soul Perception,does she not?"

This guy...he...he was up to something. Soul tried to change the subject. "Why are you here, Makino?" Blade merely grinned, slouching in the process. "I have come to ask a favor from you"

A favor...from ME? Soul was alert now. "Heh, Pfft yeah right don't make me laugh" Soul's insult had no effect on Blade. The sythe could see this. Soul frowned.

"What kind of favor?" Soul responded. Blade took a step forward, his grin still inplanted on his cocky face. "You may not like it" His voice was smooth, amused maybe.

Soul, who was now smirking, responded in a playful,teasing,cocky tone. "Throw it at me"

"Switch partners"

Wait...what?

Switch partners? SWITCH PARTNERS? What the FUCK? Soul didn't know what to think now. Why in hell would this lowlife want him to switch partners? He doesn't have the right to ask me something as uncool as that! Why on earth would he want him to-

Then it stuck him.

Maka...

That son of a bitch wanted Maka!

"What the fuck?" Soul couldn't think of anything else to say. It just slipped out of his mouth.

"I would perfer it you didn't use such foul language Soul, such a dirty word, don't you think?"

"You shut the hell up you son of a fuckin-"

"Now,now. Lets not get hasty shall we"

"Why the hell do you want me to switch partners?" He had to make sure...

"Well, my dear friend-" Soul growled at 'my dear friend'. "- I seemed to have noticed that you are only a few souls short of becoming a Death Sythe and it would be extremly easy for you to find a new partner unlike myself, who has not collected a single soul due to lack of a meister. So, as you can see, Maka is an extremly well meister and it would only take a short time for me to become close to reaching my goal,the same as yours. So I think it would be best if yo-"

"Fuck no"

"Excuse me?"

Soul was just seething. Heh, like he was gonna switch partners...fuck no. Can't this kid just take the hint?

Soul finally spoke. "Pfft yeah right, as if I was just gonna let your little plan fall into place and watch you sweap Maka up in your arms and run off with her, are you really that stupid? Besides, Maka would never leave a cool weapon like me for some dick headed piece of shit like you" Soul's smirk had disappered a LONG time ago.

Blade,on ther hand, his grin had turned into something more evil, almost mad like."The I have no other choice"

He charged.

Soul had barely enough time to save himself from the sliver blade kantana coming from his now-enemy's right hand.

"Maka's not going to leave you for me huh?" Blade's deep british voice rang through the air.

"We'll see about that"

Maka quickly skipped to the Death room, the very place where death dwells, but she skipped there like a happy giddy child.

As she came up to the glass mirror, she softly noted ( to her relief ) that her cheating scum of a father, was nowhere to be seen. Probably at Chuca Cabras.

Maka walk closer to the mirror and breathed on the glass, covering her refelction like magic, then writing 42-42-564 in the middle of the fog.

The mirror shined for a moment, then there before her stood the almighty Shinigami-sama. Now... one would think that the guy who rules death would be scary and creepy, but...

"Hey~Hey~ Maka-Chan, Whazz up? Hows It going?" The light voice of Shinigami himself veryed through the room.

...Yeah..Not scary at all...

"Greetings, Shinigami-sama!" Maka rung cheerfully. " I hope I was't disturbing you?" Shinigami-sama waved his hands. "No,No Maka-Chan, you did nothing wrong. Now...what up?" Shinigami-sama tilted his head a little.

Maka held up a yellow mission card, the same one her and Soul looked at earlier." I would like to take this mission please!"

Shinigami-Sama's head went back in its place and his child-like voice became worried. "Are you sure, that a very difficult mission..."

Maka nodded, her eyes held determination.

Shinigami-Sama spoke once more. "Well alright, come back tomarrow and we'll discuss the detials. Oh! and bring your weapon!"

"You got it sir!" Maka waved goodbye and ran out of the room before he was able to say another word.

Maka was running so fast that she almost ran into Blade around the corner. "Oh! Iam sorry!" Blade held up his hands. "No problem" Maka began to get a good look at him.

He was beat...he looked like trash, he had cuts, bruises, scratches, a black eye, and some other nasty things...

But he was gone before she could say anything.

Shinigami-Sama turned to the voice that was calling his name. "Oh Blade! Nice to see you! Wazz up, How It going~"

Blade hestitated then responded "I need you to do me a favor"

"What Is it my boy?"

Blade's grin was back once more.

"I need you to tell me as much info as you can about Soul Eater"

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