Another note- I know that in the conversation between Ayal and Zela doesn't have quotation marks. That is because they aren't audibly saying anything,it is a conversation between souls! I did seperate what the girls say though to create less confusion! Please reveiw! Thanks so much!

"Are you sure you'll be fine without a bed?"asked Uncle,very concerned.

"Yes,I do prefer these really comfy bean bags and pillows to a boring regular bed."assured Ayal,adjusting her old,fluffy black blanket over her bean bag\pillow pile. She carefully laid down,snuggling herself in the soft fleece of a different blanket. Uncle walked over to Ayal from the doorway and kissed her forehead.

"Love you."He whispered.

"Love you most."automaticly replied Ayal. Uncle smiled and ruffled her hair before leaving. Do you have your outfit picked out for tomorrow? asked Zela.

Yes. replied Ayal. It's the white denim shorts and black glittery hoodie.

The cool one with the butterflies on it? exclaimed Zela.

Yup,that's the one. I thought you know...just in case we have to go at it with that one guy again. said Ayal.

Black Star? asked Zela

Ya! Freaking idiot...added Ayal. Do you think we should wear the tan snake skin belt that you made?

Hell yes! Eventually Ayal slippped into unconsciousness. She glanced around,she was lying down on a beach. A lush forest laid behind Ayal,a vast ocean in front.

"So lonely..."muttered Ayal,standing up and brushing herself off. "I wonder when I can invite Kid back in here." Ayal began to walk towards the center her beach. Ayal streched out onto a white padded beach chair and grabbed the sun glasses off the small stainless steel table next to her. She slid them on and grabbed the remote to the large speakers that sifted out of the ground behind her. With a press of a button, Peacock by Katy Perry blasted. A smile crawled across Ayal's face as she felt the warmth of the sun that resembled Lord Death's cartoony mask on her bare legs. Ayal crossed her legs and yawned.

"Hello!"called a fimilar voice,breaking the comfortable silence. Ayal bolted up as she heard another voice call. "Is anyone here?" She scanned the almost bear beach as Maka and Soul emerged from the jungle brush.

"Obviously they weren't invited in..."muttered Zela,suddenly appearing by Ayal. Ayal nodded,Soul and Maka were in their p.j's. If they were invited they would have been wearing more appropriate beach clothes. Like Ayal's purple tankini or Zela's silver bikini and shorts.

"Hey!"yelled Maka,waving at them. They meekly waved back as Maka and Soul raced over.

"How'd you get here?"asked Zela,turning off the music.

"It's a long and complicated story."replied Soul,Zela raised an eyebrow in suspicion.

"I have no intrest in long and complicated things."stated Ayal,sitting back down in her chair. Zela coughed pointedly and three more beach chairs appeared. Zela gratefully jumped into the chair next to Ayal.

"So,are you two going to sit down?"asked Ayal.

"Or you could,you know,stand there."added Zela,putting on sunglasses that weren't there a second ago. Maka and Soul slid into their seats awkwardly.

"Since you can't tell us the how,what about the why? Why did you go into Ayal's soul?"asked Zela,a hint of accusation in her voice.

"Well...it just sort of happened...you know?"tried Maka.

"What a uncool answer..."grumbled Soul. Zela put her hands behind her head, a classic Zela signal to show she was thinking. But about what? Wait,is that...? No it couldn't be.

"Soul,is that your natural hair and eye color?"casualy asked Zela.

"Of course it is."he scoffed."Why wouldn't it be?"

"No reason..."Zela trailed off. "No reason at all..." Then there was the immistakable awkward silence.

"Hey Ayal,didn't you say that you knew kid?"asked Maka.

"Yes, but it was a very..."Ayal searched for a word,"different friendship."

"What do you mean by different?"asked Soul.

"You know,different."insisted Ayal. Zela nudged Ayal with her elbow and pointed at the sky. The skull sun was sinking while a moon shape like Lord Death's original mask rose.

"Gotta go."said Ayal,waving. Ayals' eyelids flitted open,sunlight burning her eyes. So,that was fun. greeted Zela.

"Ya? Well next time let's go into your soul and see how you like it."retorted Ayal. Geez crankypants. Who knew that Soul was THE Soul Evans? asked Zela. "Obviously not Maka."answered Ayal,changing into her school outfit."Do you smell something burning?" Ayal. I am a soul. I do not have a nose. stated Zela.

"Tamata Tamato."tsked Ayal,racing down the hall. Uncle was running around screaming something about water while a small fire was burning in a pan on the stove. Ayal started to freak out along side Uncle, running around and screaming. Eventually,you have to get over your pyrophobia.* calmly said Zela. After speedily taking over the body**, Zela took the pan off the stove and put a lid on it. Zela set the pan back down and switched with Ayal again.

"I attempted to cook you some breakfast for your big day."admitted Uncle sheepishly."Sadly,I'm not too good in the kitchen..."

"It's fine...sort of."Ayal studied the charred remains of some unknown breakfast food. "I'm sure that you'll get better. But in the mean time I'll eat a poptart or something instead." After a quiet breakfast it was time to leave for the Death Weapons and Meisters Academy.

"Ayal,I need for you to do something for me."said Uncle in his most serious voice when they were at the stairs. Ayal gave him her full attention.

"I want you..to call me Papa!"he exclaimed in a dopey voice,hugging her.

"Okay?...Papa?"said Ayal, unsure of what to think.

"Oh yes,and one more thing. I actually brought you here really early so not many students are here yet." Uncle,er, Papa added. Ayal nodded and climbed the stairs. She wandered the halls,trying to remember the vaugue instructions Papa had told her on the way here. Zela,fortunatly,had a great sense of direction and directed Ayal to Professor Stein's classroom.

"Hey there."said Dr. Stein who was smoking at his desk,looking over the day's lesson plan. He wheeled himself over to her.

"How do two souls fit inside one body?"Stein asked,sizing Ayal up.

"Well,we have found many ways to do just that."Ayal told him in a professional tone,climbing the stairs,looking at row after row of seats.

"Really now? Does it have anything to do with your antonamy?"he asked with a hint of excitment in his tone.

"Sadly,I don't quite know yet."Ayal answered,tugging at the thin curtains. Maybe I could sit up in the window ledge...

"Too bad,but what would be some of the ways?"Stein asked. Ayal gave him a quick glance behind her shoulder. He was eithering writing or drawing something. Ayal began to hoist herself up.

"Well,my soul, which we'll call soul A, could fit over soul Z,Zela's. And that would make it look like I had one soul that was larger than the average person's. And vice versa."Ayal shoved her leg up onto the wood ledge,she paused a moment, trying to get her other leg up on there.

"Anyway,"Ayal grunted finally getting her whole body on the ledge, "soul A slash Z could be wedged into a cointainer. It's really gross though,I would have to shove my arm down my throat and pluck out the right soul."Ayal started to swing her leg.

"If I was doing an activity though, soul A or Z or both could be wedged into that spot that's in use. Like if I was playing soccer, Zela may be in my foot. Or if Zela was painting I'd be wedged into her hands."Students began to file in and Ayal put her leg back up and closed the red curtains.

"I hope we aren't doing another disection lab."said a girl.

"Ya,the time when we had to disect that anaconda will be permanatly burned into my memory." remarked here friend,they both laughed. Ayal felt her lonliness stab her in her stomach. She'd never be able to laugh like that with anyone. Except for Zela and Death the Kid of course. Ayal gazed out the window looking for Kid,knowing full well he won't come till eight anyway. Only a few students noticed her in the window,but only on the outside of the school though. Everyone inside was talking to their friends. Ayal spotted Black Star and Tsubaki strolling along and she giggled. Black Star's face was still in the wide eyed, shocked expression from when Zela hit him. But the medicine was preforming correctly because he was walking just fine. They look like a pretty cute would-be couple huh? asked Zela. Ayal nodded,eyes glazing over the rest of the crowd.

"Okay,class. It's time to begin."announced Stein.

*pyrophobia means that the person is afraid of fire.

**To clear this up, Zela and Ayal can switch places in many different ways. Like the first time,they did it very slow and dramaticly because Zela wanted to make a scene and to make her seem more powerful than she really is.