Hello readers! So sorry for the late update. The last week of school came quicker than expected and finals totally suck. Now, anyways, here's the next chapter.

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Chapter Two - Location Change

I just stared up at the red eyed boy in front of me, my mouth most likely hanging open. I didn't quite know what to do right now. I hadn't expected this to happen, and now I was currently flabbergasted.

Soul seemed to start to pull away as he took a step back and started lowering his hand. I began to panick and before I knew it, I was grabbing his hand and holding on as if my life depended on it. Soul's eyes widened, but then a smug smirk began to form, showing off his sharp teeth. He pulled me up, our gaze meeting instantly.

"So I guess we're partners," Soul stated.

"Yes. It would appear so," I replied.

"Cool."

I almost rolled my eyes, but caught myself. "Shouldn't we see if we're compatible though?"

"What do you mean?"

This time I did roll my eyes. "We should see if our wavelengths match."

"Oh, yeah."

I raised an eyebrow, letting Soul know he could transform any time now. He quickly took that his and was soon enveloped by a bright light. I was suddenly holding a staff the ended with a blade almost as long as I was tall. Red and black covered the metal, meeting in a jagged pattern. What caught my attention the most though was the red eye that was on the top of the staff; its gaze seeming to follow my every move.

I swung the blade out to my side and twirled the scythe in my hand, realizing instantly that we were compatible. Soul was light and easy to move, something that was a dead give away. I couldn't help but smile as a stared at my weapon. My partner.

"Can you stop twirling me, tiny tits. I'm getting dizzy," Soul's voice echoed from the scythe. I stopped my movements as a scowl came over my face.

"Fine." I threw the weapon into the air and started walking down the stairs, not waiting for Soul as he changed back to normal.

"Hey, wait up."

I almost didn't listen, but I didn't want to lose my partner after just obtaining him, even if he was already proving to be annoying. I slowed my steps and waited until Soul caught up. We continued down the stairs until we reached the bottom, which was when I stopped and turned to him.

"I'll see you tomorrow then to finalize things. We'll need to get our schedule and rooming figured out. What time are you going to be here tomorrow?" I asked, thinking over what needed to be done.

"I don't know. How 'bout two?" Soul yawned, his eyes growing even lazier, if that was possible.

"That's too late. We'll meet here at ten. I'll see you tomorrow, Soul."

"Yeah, whatever. Later, tiny tits."

It was almost automatic to pull out my book and Maka-chop him. I had only really done it to Papa and Black Star, but Soul had rightly earned the hit to the head.

"What the fuck? That hurt!" Soul yelled, rubbing his head as he sat on the ground.

"Served you right for teasing me. See you tomorrow." With that, I left for home.

The walk home was quiet and peaceful, which I was thankful for. Death City was usually full of noise and people, but the street I was currently walking down was the exact opposite. There were still people passing by on the sidewalk, but they seemed to keep to themselves. I let myself get lost in my thoughts, knowing I'd be home pretty soon.

The front door creaked as I walked inside and I prayed Papa didn't hear it. I'd rather not have a repeat of the night before when he walked out of his room drunk beyond words. I closed and locked the door and made my way to my room. I sat at my desk once inside and stared down at the postcard that layed in the center. Mama had sent it; it arrived on my birthday last month.

I hadn't recieved any mail from Mama for almost three years, but then the postcard from Paris had arrived. I had thrown it away, mad that it had taken her that long to send something, but Papa must have dug it out since it was on my bed when I came home that day.

I pushed the postcard to the side and pulled a textbook out from the bookshelf. I had gotten it the day before and already wanted to get to reading it. Notes would help so that I knew what exactly was being taught in class.

The next morning I woke up before the sun had even peaked through my window. I quickly showered and got dressed, my signature pigtails being placed last. I was about to head out the door when the door to Papa's room opened. A woman only a few years older than myself came stumbling out, her underwear being the only article of clothing on her. She stopped when her eyes landed on me.

"Who are you?" She took a step to the side, obviously still a bit tipsy from the night before.

"No one," I answered before leaving the house.

Anger coursed through me as I stomped my way to the school. I hated that Papa had had another women over. He seemed to have a new one every night and it just made my sick to see them.

I made it to the school and made my way inside. It was quieter than yesterday since the only students roaming around now were the ones without a partner. The first week wasn't manditory since it was mostly used for partner finding. I ended up in the library and was soon sitting at one of the tables, writing notes from my textbook. I could have done them at home, but I didn't really feel like going home today.

"What are you doing here?" I looked up an hour later to see Papa, his posture stiff and uncaring.

"I'm studying," I answered quickly.

"Maka, why don't you like staying at home with me anymore?" Papa's voice suddenly became shrill as his eyes started to water.

"I don't like being around all those half-naked women or you for that matter."

"I'm sorry, Maka."

By now Papa was kneeling on the ground with tears streaming from his eyes. I sighed and stood. Walking over to Papa I raised my textbook and dealt a quick blow to his head. My father, now unconscious, layed on the floor as I gathered my things and went outside to wait for Soul.

I knew it was a bit harsh to leave Papa there, but I just couldn't stop the anger that would start growing every time I saw him. I still couldn't let it go that he had been the cause of Mama's absence.

I was sitting at the top of the stairs, tracing shapes on my legs absentmindly. The sky was a bright blue and devoid of any clouds, the sun laughing above me. It was a normal day in Death City.

"You're here early." I jumped and looked up to see Soul, his eyes lazy as he gazed down at me.

"I know. I always get here at seven. It's a habit."

"I can see that. Now, what exactly do we need to do?"

"We need to go talk to Sid. He's the teacher for the EAT class and so we need to tell him about our partnership."

Soul nodded and held his hand out; I grabbed it and let him help me up. I led him into the building and to Sid's office, making my way through the school with ease. Upon finding the door, I knocked and waited for a gruff 'Enter' before opening the door.

Sid was sitting at his desk, leaning back in his chair with his feet on the desk. He dropped his feet and leaned forward once he saw me and smiled. "What can I do for you, Maka."

"I've come to let you know I've found my partner," I stated, pulling Soul into the room with me.

"Great!" Sid pulled out a file and started writing inside it. "What's your name?"

"Soul Eater."

Sid quickly wrote that down and then closed the folder. "Now, the living conditions. Now, you can't share a room at the dormitories since your of opposite gender so we'll have to set you up in an apartment it seems. There's one a couple blocks from here, but it's only a one room. If you want a-"

"We have to live together?" I cried, not knowing that.

"Well, yes. We think it's best for partners to live together so as to keep their bond strong and to help it grow. Now, as I was saying, there's also a two bedroom apartment available, but it's a bit farther. I'm guessing from your previous reaction, Maka, that you'll want the two bedroom."

"Probably," Soul answered, his gaze still on me as he raised an eyebrow.

"Okay then." Sid opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out a pair of keys. "Here are the keys and the address is on the tag."

Soul took the keys and then grabbed my arm, pulling me from the room. I just let him as the information I had just been told still tried to process. Soul and I had to live together. I had to live with him because he was my partner.

"Maka?" Soul questioned. "You alright?"

I blinked a few times before shaking myself out of my stupor. "Yeah. I'm fine."

"I'm guessing you didn't know that we'd live together." We started heading outside.

"No clue. I didn't even know that the school had apartments ready for pairs like us."

"Yeah... Anyways, when do you think we should move in?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe th-"

"Maka! Darling!" The shouts of my father could be heard and I tensed. I quickly grabbed Soul's hand and sped down the stairs, leaving Papa at the top of the stairs.

"This isn't cool, Maka!" Soul cried, fumbling down the stairs after me.

We made it to the bottom and I let go of Soul, letting him steady his stance. He stuffed his hands inside his pockets and glared at me.

"Not cool."

"I'm sorry. I just wanted to get away from there." I stared at the ground.

"Whatever. So when are we moving in?"

"How about tonight?"

"You sure?'

"Yes. I'm sure. Just give me my key and I'll meet you there tonight."

Soul stared at me for another moment before shrugging and handing me one of the keys Sid had given him. We said our goodbyes and I began to head home. It was barely going to be eleven so I knew I would have plenty of time to pack before Papa got home.

It only dawned on me that I was actually changing homes when I walked into the apartment and found Soul resting on a tan couch with headphones covering his ears. I wasn't living with Papa anymore.

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Again, sorry for the late update. Anyways, I'm hoping I can update real soon!