Chapter 3.

Spirits POV:

"So Stein…" I started the conversation on. "What do you think about raising a teenage girl?"

"I think you'd have to be insane to want to do it." His glasses flickered with light. "Maybe I should give it a try." He laughed wickedly and went back down to his work. Flipping a knife in and out of the table. Him with a knife always made me nervous, but I would hold in my shrieks for the time being.

"Yea, you know raising Maka is the greatest joy in my life."

"Spirit she hates you." Dead, I am dead inside. He punched me in my heart.

"Have you know feelings! She loves me she's just confused!" I screamed, my eyes watered. My baby loved me! I held myself together, I was on a mission. "Stein do you remember that girl, the one from 10 years ago. Coda." Stein hit the knife into the table so hard it went into the other side. I jumped back putting my arms in front of me. "You do."

"HAHA! THAT GIRL…" he said wickedly, he lit a cigarette and blew it nervously. "No I have no idea what you're talking about." His voice was creepily calm.

"Please you adored her." I faced the window and leaned against the wall. "All you talked about for a year when you got back, was Coda had the cutest smile, Coda was your angle, Coda was…" Something hit next to my head, I turned and saw the knife Stein was using at the table. "STIEN YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME!" He did not know how to talk things out.

"Don't go there. The best thing that has ever happened to her was me letting Lord Death take her away. I would die of embarrassment if she saw how I was now." This was one of the only times I had seen him serious. "Anyways I LOVE INSANITY." He began laughing historically. He turned the screw in his head, and spun in his chair.

"Alright…" I moved past the window and to the door. "I'll see you later Stein… stay sane." I closed the door just enough to hear him scream "DOUBTFUL!" I waved to some of the meisters on guard at Steins house. Now that he was becoming a danger to the city, we had to have him on watch all the time. If we didn't he'd go on a rampage cutting people up into ribbons. It has happened twice already, each time Stein was found as the most likely suspect.

Poor Coda she had no idea what she was up against. If she wasn't careful she could make Stein completely insane.

Kids POV:

"I'm just so happy." She flung herself across the room swinging her arms and laughing. She was in one of Liz's nightgowns and every time she spun it would come up to her mid-calf. I couldn't help but notice. Even if it made me blush. What was it about Coda? It definitely wasn't that she was Steins sister. Her hair was tied up in two braids. "Thank you thank you thank you!" She took my hands in hers, and I saw her blush for the first time. It was cute because she didn't blush red, she blushed a light shade of pink.

"You don't have to say thank you, I was just doing my job." She still held onto my hands and I had no intention on removing them first.

"Not just for getting me here." She let go of my hands, and I instantly felt disappointed. "For letting me live in your house, for reuniting me with my brother. " She laughed, and It was the sweatiest thing I had ever heard. It wasn't like her brothers, harsh and scary. It was light and soothing, like a violin playing. It was the most honest laugh I had ever heard.

"It's my honor. May I ask you something Coda?"

"Sure Ask away!" She jumped on her bed that was a king size and seemed to swallow her whole.

"Is Stein really your brother?" I sat on the edge, my hands nervously in my lap. I didn't know if I was overstepping my boundaries.

"Frankie? Yup! Well no… But yes." She sighed in confusion. "No, not blood related, but yes as in feelings. He was there when no one else was. He taught me everything I know, well everything I use in life. I only knew him for 6 years of my life, but they were the only 6 years that I felt alive." I looked at her blankly, that was something far more deep than I had expected.

"You have to know Stein is not the way he use to be. A few months back, a lot of things happened in Death City. Everything was changed by it, especially your brother." She sat up and sat next to me. She looked me blankly in the eyes.

"I don't care. I will always love him." She moved her knees to her chest. "You know I think people are right, maybe you shouldn't ever meet your hero. If you do they may crush everything you dreamed them to be. Maybe everything you remember about them never really happened, and there just figments of your childhood memory.

In my childhood I would hear stories about The DWMA, and how the solved hundreds of the worlds problems. I kept remembering my brother was sent here, and I couldn't help but think that he was the one changing the world, making it a better place. I kept thinking that I could come here to see him and I could just join in, and be apart of his world. To bad what I didn't think about was that the only reason I would ever be called to the DWMA would be because Frankie went crazy. " She looked to me. "Oh dear, I'm going on a rant. Excuse me I didn't mean to waste your time." I looked down to her and smiled.

"No, your voice is soothing. I also completely agree meeting your hero is completely over rated." I looked up at the ceiling to hide my embarrassment. I felt something on my shoulder and looked down. Coda laid on my should he body perfectly fitting against mine. Thump. He body felt warm against mine. Thump. He hair smelt like flowers. Thump. Was I having a heart attack?

"I'm going to say this one more time." She yawned. "Thank you so much." I watched as she closed her eyes, they didn't open and I was worried she was dead. Her chest rose and fell, and I was assured she was alive. She looked frail again, and I didn't like it. I also didn't like that she so idolized Stein, she deserved a hero that would take care of her and love her. I was almost certain Stein couldn't do it. She needed a hero to make her feel alive again. I wanted to be her hero. I wanted to be the one who made her smile and laugh. At that moment I realized I would become her hero. No matter how much it killed me or how hard I had to work I was going to do it. I picked her up ever so gently and placed her under the covers of her bed. I placed her head on her pillow and moved a piece of hair out of her eyes. I was going to protect her.