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Sorry for the delay here, this would be a one day delay… :( I was actually waiting for the reviews to reach 20, but since it wasn't happening anytime soon, I decide to continue on haha… Also, my friend had a party today and I made sure to attend. And I was getting confused to where the story was going, but late last night I was able to make a nice plot line, so this story ends around Chapter 10. :D Yes, I have it all set. Oooo the drama!

[SPOILER SUMMARY FOR THIS CHAPTER]

So in this chapter, Kid seems to have found out what his father wanted with deathscythes, and he teamed up with Stein to research more on perfect weapons and meisters. They decide to go and interrogate someone who may know if Kira is still alive. Meanwhile, some Soul-jealousy and a BIG BIG SURPRISE FOR ALL OF YOU IN THE MIDDLE-ISH :D So go read! Wheeee!

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater :(

But I DO own Hiroshi Lair and Kira. Yes, yes I do.

Chapter 4 – A Messy Interrogation

Fourth Month (January) With DEATH THE KID

Knock knock knock

"Come in…" an eerie voice called out. Creak, creak.

The door swooshed open, and Kid stepped in, a pile of books on one hand, tucked to his side, while his other hand held documents, annals and papers.

Kid sighed out of exhaustion, and walked forward; placing the items he had in his hand on a tall table neatly.

Creak, creak.

"Honestly," Kid muttered, piling the last book, dusting his hands, "Don't you have Marie-sensei living with you? And yet your place is still a mess…"

Creak, creak. "Feel free to fix it if you want, Kid."

"I think I can restrain myself." Kid muttered, "So, Stein-sensei… I got what you wanted me to get. Where's your share of the compromise?"

Stein grinned, a piece of paper flying out of his printer.

Kid raised his eyebrow, picking it up.

Soul Eater Evans, it read, Student Progress Report

Another paper came flying out.

Hiroshi Lair – Student Progress Repot

"They both seem to be doing just fine," Stein commented.

Kid placed the two new pieces of paper along with the rest of the pile of research, tapping his index finger to his chin.

"Why didn't you tell your Father about this Kid?" Stein asked, rolling his chair closer to where Kid was standing. "He's bound to find out, y'know."

"Father restrained me to that one book," Kid said, "I could tell. There are more books…meaning there's something he doesn't want me to find out."

"Something he doesn't want us to find out." Stein corrected.

"Whatever it is, I plan to find out." Kid grabbed a book titled Shibusen Academy Over the Years, and opened it, scanning through certain years.

"Four or three years ago…" he muttered, and then found the section.

Shibusen Academy Meisters

Kid pointed at a picture of a brunette girl with long, wavy hair and dark green eyes, showing it to Stein. Stein nodded, amused. "That's Kira?"

Kid then grabbed one of the recent articles, and scanned until he almost reached the last page. "Read this article about Kira…"

Stein scanned over it. It talked about Kira's moving out of Shibusen to study at a different school abroad.

"Alright," Stein said, making a face, "So obviously, this was a cover up for your father. He disposed of her, right?"

"Right, but from this article, people would think she moved…right?"

"So saying she moved… means she still has to be at that school abroad? And alive?"

Kid nodded, "And if that is true, then shouldn't people be suspicious?"

"Why so?" Stein asked.

"Kira was popular, obviously! She created deathscythes! Surely she'd have a lot of friends…!"

"Are you saying that… her friends should be able to contact her?"

"Not that they should be. That they are in contact with her."

Stein raised an eyebrow.

"I don't think…my father disposed of her." Kid slowly stated.

"Your father," Stein growled, "would not let such a dangerous creature wander around the world freely."

"Then if my father did dispose of her…then someone else must've revived her."

"Why do you keep insisting that Kira is still alive?"

"My father used Kira to create the weapons that he wanted for himself—surely he'd still want that power. Just because he doesn't act like a grim reaper doesn't mean he isn't one."

"But who else could possibly have the necessary powers to do that? You have no proof whatsoever if anyone truly is in contact with her."

Kid nodded. What Stein said was true, but the problem was that he was also able to create a weapon—that being Soul. If he was capable of doing that, then shouldn't anyone else be able to? Sure he was the son of Shinigami-sama but… there were definitely other ways…

Kid stared at Hiroshi Lair's profile paper that lay on top of everything else on the table. "Then there's only one way to find out…"

Stein looked over to where Kid was looking at. "You're going to ask Hiroshi? Honestly—as if he'd tell you."

Kid nodded. "That's true… therefore some interrogation is necessary."

"You don't suppose you could persuade him all by yourself, do you?"

Kid tapped a finger to his chin, thinking about his good, pig-tailed friend. "Well… I might know someone he'd give in to…"

"And that would be…?"

MAKA'S POV

I was leaning against my locker, staring silently at the moving drawing of Soul. He wore his yellow and black jacket today—and it seemed to be his favorite. His head would turn every now and then, as if he was looking for someone—

"Maka!" a voice called out, and I turned around, watching a set of blonde hair flash down the stairs.

"Oh, Hiroshi!" I called out, quickly tucking the drawing of Soul into my pocket. He was panting, walking over to me, with a smile.

"It's been awhile since we've talked," he laughed, scratching his head.

I smiled at him. "Actually yeah, kinda. How've you been? Any luck with a meister?"

"Nah, not really," he waved his hand. "But that's alright, I'll wait for next school year."

"That's true, this year is almost ending, and Soul and I haven't even started on any missions yet!" I laughed.

Hiroshi's expression shifted slightly, but I figured I was imagining things since he was still smiling. "Yeah, Soul right? Your new weapon?"

I suddenly felt guilty for bringing it up, since I had rejected him a few months ago, "Er—right. Yeah."

"You've been in training for awhile huh?"

"Well, our Soul Resonance would be perfect if he stopped bickering with me all the time," I commented, "Other than that, it's all good. You haven't met him yet, have you?"

Hiroshi raised his eyebrows, "Oh, uh, yeah, guess not."

"I should introduce you!" I laughed, "Why don't you come on over for a chat the next time I'm with him?"

Looking back, whenever Hiroshi came up to talk to me, Soul was never with me. I guess Hiroshi had really bad timing or something. (AN: Yeah right, Maka.)

Hiroshi nodded hesitantly, then looked around the hall, scanning the passing students who were chattering all the way.

"Yeah, uh, but hey," Hiroshi began, turning to face me, "I was wondering, y'know, if you had any plans later today?"

I blinked. "Oh, me?" I asked, looking behind me.

He laughed. "Yeah, silly. I was wondering if you wanted to…maybe grab something to eat? I could drop you off after if you'd like!"

I opened my mouth to respond, but a hand lay on my shoulder and I turned to see my partner, glaring over at Hiroshi.

"Sorry," he said lightly, his grip tightening, "She's been called to the distillery. She's busy right now."

"W-wait," I said, confused, "Right now?"

Soul glared at me. "Yeah. They want us right now."

I bit my lip, staring at the two of them, as they both stared at me. "Uh… you guys… haven't met before, have you?"

"Don't think I want to…" I heard Soul mutter quietly, and I elbowed his stomach.

"Well," I began, "Hiroshi, this is Soul, my partner. Soul, this is Hiroshi, a good friend of mine."

Hiroshi stared at Soul with no emotion, their eyes holding for a bit, and then he gave him a slight nod. Soul raised his eyebrows.

Hiroshi turned to face me, smiling again, "I guess you have to go then, huh, Maka? Maybe we can hang out next time!"

"Yeah," Soul said, tugging me back, "Maybe…"

"See you around, Hiroshi!" I called, before Soul grabbed my hand and pulled me away. Hiroshi waved once, turned his back and stalked off. I frowned, facing Soul.

"Hey, you could've been a bit nicer, you know," I muttered.

Soul let go of my hand. "What, don't tell me you were going to agree?"

I bit my lip. I definitely wasn't…was I?

Soul stopped, turning to face me. "You were?"

"We're just friends." I admitted. "What's it to you?"

"Pfft. I could care less—" Soul stopped, staring intently at my pocket.

"What the hell is that?" he asked, and I realized the drawing was sticking out of my pocket.

I gasped and covered it with my hand, tucking it into my pocket more. "It's nothing!"

This was the hardest part. Not letting Soul know he was just a drawing. If he ever found that out, he'd go berserk on me. I mean, if you found out that you weren't a real human, and that fire, an eraser or rain could destroy you, how would you feel? If Soul found out that his 'life force' was in my hands and not his own and if I let anything happen to it… he'd never forgive me. He thinks the reason he's here is because his dad kicked him out of the house. But then, considering the way he just appeared out of nowhere (in a tux, none the less)…it must have slipped his mind…

"Did that Hiroshi guy give that to you?"

I looked up at Soul, who wasn't even looking at me when he asked. His head was facing away from me, as if staring off into space.

"So you do care!" I announced.

He turned his back to me. "Let's just get to the damn nurse already!"

I raised my eyebrows. "You were serious about that?"

He didn't answer and kept walking. I followed after him. "Why would Nygus want us, anyway?"

Soul looked at me oddly and growled, "What, do I look like I know?"

Okay… Soul was ticked off today.

I decided to think to myself so that I wouldn't aggravate Soul's odd behavior. I rarely get injured, so I never really go to the distillery. Nygus didn't really ask us to come in for check ups…so…If it wasn't Nygus that wanted us there; then…

That's right, I thought.

I remember another nurse who attended the first weapon-meister convention. She was the one that gave me my nametag and we chatted for quite awhile. She talked about having to go away for awhile, but wanting to meet again when she came back… what was her name?

I didn't notice we arrived until Soul knocked on the door.

"Come in!" a familiar, silky voice called out.

As Soul opened the door, I immediately recognized her. She was sitting on the stool, with the same light brown-hair that was braided forward. Her familiar, yellow, snake-like eyes met mine and she smiled sweetly.

"Maka! It's so nice to see you again!"

"Same here! This is a big surprise," I grinned.

"And this must be your dear partner, am I right?" she asked, her eyes glinting with curiosity over to Soul, who looked tense. "Oh, I'm so happy for you Maka!"

"You know her, Maka?" Soul asked quietly.

I nodded. "Soul, I'd like you to meet Medusa-sensei!"

Soul's eyes seemed to shift and they seemed darker, "Nice to meet you."

Medusa crossed her fingers together. "And you too, Mr. Soul Eater. I'm Medusa—the official school nurse."

With Death the Kid and Stein

They scanned the halls quickly, searching for a set of messy blonde hair of a certain someone. They would spot a few people every once in awhile that looked like him, but they were sure it couldn't have been, since they lacked his eerie silver eyes.

"Do you think he took off?" Stein asked, rolling along on his chair.

"No," Kid said, looking over another classroom door, "There's no reason for him to. No one else could possibly know about this."

"So once we get Hiroshi, what exactly are you going to ask him?"

Kid stopped and closed the door. "About Kira of course…"

"All of sudden? Just like that?"

Kid stared at Stein. "No. Interrogation is being in a calm and subtle manner while asking about what you want to find out. You don't scare them away like—"

"Oh, I found him." Stein commented, pointing behind Kid.

Kid whirled around and began yelling, "HIROSHI LAIR! I HAVE SOME QUESTIONS THAT I—"

No one was there.

Kid glared and whipped his head back at Stein. Stein shrugged. "You sure are inexperienced about this."

Kid slapped his head. "I always let Patty do the interrogating."

Oh yes. Patty.

Stein raised an eyebrow. "How about I handle it, then?"

Kid nodded. "But make sure I ask questions too—"

"Oh, I found him." Stein said again, pointing behind Kid once more.

Kid glared. "I may not be the brightest student at Shibusen, but I'm not an idiot, Stein—"

Stein whirled passed Kid on his chair, leaving Kid to blink in surprise. When Kid turned around, Stein was rolling towards a boy that faced the other way—unaware of the danger he was about to experience.

"Just great…" Kid muttered, quickly chasing after Stein.

The minute Stein reached out to grab Hiroshi, Hiroshi disappeared, causing Stein to run into the lockers. Kid stopped in his tracks.

"Hmmm?" a voice called out from above, and when they looked up, Hiroshi was on top of the lockers, looking down at the mess Stein made. "You know, the students won't like it very much when they find their locker's in a mess."

"Hiroshi Lair," Kid said calmly, "We mean you no harm—"

"See, when you say that, it means you do." Hiroshi shrugged, and then glared at Kid. "Death the Kid, right? Shinigami-sama's son. What could you possibly want from me?"

"Information about your previous meister," Stein commented, stepping away from his now broken chair, beside Kid. "Kira."

Hiroshi's glare darkened and he shifted his position on the lockers, sitting down on them. "What about Kira?"

"We know about who she really is," Kid stated, and Hiroshi raised an eyebrow, "So you have to tell us about her currently."

"She moved to a different school—"

"And what school would that be?"

"How should I know?"

"We know that she created deathscythes and was popular with everyone. She should still be in contact with people."

"S-she didn't leave a single phone number—"

"Why did she choose you to be her next weapon? Did my father give that permission?"

"Y-your father? Since when did your father plan everything around here—"

"Since he created Kira to be the perfect meister," Kid stated, and Stein looked at him—like he was going too far, but Kid continued, "So that she could create deathscythes out of the weapons that HE wanted. And he chose you."

"YOU'RE CRAZY," Hiroshi yelled, "Kira chose me on her own!"

"But do you know what that would've done to you? Do you know what was happening to Kira?"

"IT'S NOT HER FAULT THAT SHE TURNED OUT JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER CREATION LIKE HER!"

It was silent after Hiroshi's last comment.

"So you knew about her too, then?" Stein asked.

Hiroshi's expression changed, and then he casually raised his arm towards Stein and Kid. Stein tensed, but Kid was unaware—

"You know too much."

Hiroshi's arm flashed and it turned into a crossbow, aiming at Stein and Kid. Kid was stunned by the sudden transformation, and Hiroshi fired the crossbow.

It was odd, because he missed. The arrow hit the floor directly below them.

Beep beep beep…

Kids eyes widened in realization, and he looked up to find Hiroshi gone. "Explosive arrow tip—?"

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

With Soul and Maka, MAKA POV

"So, where'd you go exactly, Medusa-sensei?" I asked, sitting down on one of the beds. Soul leaned against the wall beside me. "You were gone for quite awhile."

"Five months, I believe," Medusa giggled, "I was busy…doing something."

From the corner of my eye, I saw Soul's eyes shift again.

"What were you doing exactly?" he asked.

Medusa looked over at Soul, still smiling, "I met up with a dear friend of mine. She was very sick, and as a nurse, I decided to help her out."

"Is she okay now?" I asked, worried.

Medusa smiled wider. "Perfectly fine, now that I've healed her."

I sighed in relief. "Well, that's good! How long have you two known each other?"

"Oh, not that long," Medusa waved her hand, "But we were able to get to know each other more during those months. I'm very happy I was able to heal her."

She sighed, leaning on her arm. "But enough about me! Tell me about you, Maka! How did you meet Soul?"

I looked over at Soul who was glaring out the window.

"Kinda complicated…" I muttered.

Soul leaned off the wall, muttering, "I'll be right outside," and walked out the door, slamming it behind him.

Medusa raised an eyebrow. I grinned sheepishly. "He…he thinks the reason he's here… is because his father kicked him out."

"Thinks?" Medusa questioned with playful curiosity, "There's another reason?"

I bit my lip, reaching into my pocket to pull out the drawing of Soul. I passed it to her and she opened it up. Soul's drawing had changed, like he was leaning against something—and I was willing to bet that it was the door. His arms were crossed and he looked angry, his lips moving occasionally, as if muttering incoherently.

"This is…" Medusa's eyes widened, "Phenomenal."

I nodded. "Actually… Soul isn't really from this world. Kid just… happened to create him. He's like… a perfect weapon for me. Ah… it's really complicated."

It was like Medusa was a whole different person when she smiled—because this smile was different. It felt…weird. "No, I understand. And this drawing is him right now. He came to life—and you're keeping the truth from him."

I nodded, guilty.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

"What the hell was that!" I heard Soul yell from out the door.

I stood up abruptly. "An explosion?"

Medusa stood up as well, "What's going on?"

Soul opened the door, "Maka! It's Kid! We gotta help him out!"

I turned around to face Medusa-sensei. She nodded. "I'll be fine. Go!"

I ran out the door with Soul—not realizing what I left behind.

Medusa raised the drawing of Soul, staring at it as Soul ran, transforming into the scythe that he was.

Medusa giggled, her eyes darkening, "Interesting. He's just like Kira."

When Soul and I arrived at the scene, Kid's clothes were all torn and tattered, and Stein was helping him up the floor.

"KID!" I yelled, running over. "Are you okay! What happened?"

"Maka—you need to find Hiroshi…" Kid muttered, coughing up blood.

"Hiroshi did this?" I whispered, unbelieving.

"Hiroshi knows things," Stein looked up. "About perfect weapons. It's hard to explain now, but we'll let you know later. He's just about to exit the gates of Shibusen. Go!"

I nodded, turning around. Hiroshi knew things about perfect weapons? He knew things about Soul? I was so confused, because Kid never told me anything about this before. The only thing he told me was that there used to be others—others like Soul—that had gone evil. What was so important that Hiroshi knew that led to this?

"Maka, there he is!" Soul yelled, and I spotted him running down the long staircase of Shibusen Academy.

"HIROSHI!" I yelled after him, running as well, skipping every other step.

He turned around, aiming his arm at me—which was a crossbow—and I stared in shock. His eyes widened, and he shifted his arm slightly, the arrow flying past my face and behind me.

He stopped in place, putting his arm down. "MAKA?"

I slashed Soul in front of me for protection, my legs shaking at what just happened. "What's going on? Kid said you knew something… about perfect weapons!"

This was a tough topic to talk about. Especially since Soul was right here… He was bound to find out sooner or later.

Hiroshi pointed his arm back at us, shaking it slightly. "Don't make me do this Maka—I don't want to!"

"You don't have to shoot!" I yelled, stepping forward a bit. He stepped back.

"They know too much! It's not even any of their business!" Hiroshi gritted his teeth, "And it's none of yours either!"

I walked forward slowly, and Hiroshi stayed in place. "Listen, I don't know what Kid wants, but we can talk this out, we really can—"

"Oh yeah?" Hiroshi asked sarcastically, "Of course we can talk this out. We can definitely talk about perfect weapons—and how they can eat away their meister's soul… just like that pathetic partner of yours!"

Soul disappeared from my hands as he transformed back into his human form, yelling and throwing himself at an unaware Hiroshi. He knocked Hiroshi down and they rolled down the remaining steps.

"SOUL, DON'T!" I yelled, running after them. Soul threw a punch at Hiroshi and Hiroshi dodged it to the left, he kicked Soul off of him and Soul landed on his back. Both of them stood up and continued to fight—as I watched, horrified, yelling at them to stop. Hiroshi began to aim his crossbow at Soul and my eyes widened. I tackled Soul to the ground and the arrow whizzed past my head, sticking to the wall on the other side.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Soul wrapped his arms around my head as he shielded me from the flying debris.

"WHAT ARE YOU, NUTS?" Soul yelled, leaning up, wrapping an arm around my waist. "YOU COULD'VE HURT HER!"

"JUST YOU WAIT!" Hiroshi spat back, "YOU'LL END UP HURTING HER SO BAD YOU'LL WISH YOU NEVER WERE BORN!"

"I would NEVER hurt Maka!" Soul growled, his grip tightening.

"Quit the commotion! Both of you stop this now!" I yelled, slightly blushing from both frustration and embarrassment.

It was tense as the dust settled, all of us breathing heavily.

Stein's figure appeared as he walked down the stairs. Hiroshi stepped back.

"Oh yes, do leave now and miss this great opportunity," Stein muttered sarcastically, tucking his hands into his pockets.

Hiroshi continued to step back and then rammed into a bloody Kid, who was glaring down at him, arms crossed.

"Like I have a choice..." Hiroshi muttered, staring back at Stein.

"Great, since everyone's here, let me sum everything up so you all understand the situation! The information you are about to hear is completely confidential. Even the Grim Reaper himself has no idea that we know about this. A few years back, Shinigami-sama and Eibon created perfect weapons in replace for the lack of deathscythes. But because of the weapons' sudden power and greed for more, their souls were eaten away. This caused Shinigami-sama to rethink the situation and create a perfect meister. By doing so, we have a theory that he used this in his power so that he could choose the weapons he wanted beforehand, and let the perfect meister handle the 99 kishin souls and 1 witch soul. There was only ever one perfect meister—and that was Kira. Though she had created many deathscythes, her soul was slowly eaten away by her power as well. Shinigami-sama immediately disposed of her, but the last weapon, unfortunately, to be in her grasp, was Hiroshi,"

He waved his hand toward Hiroshi and continued, "The problem? We believe Kira is still alive. And if her soul has been eaten away, she could cause many others to be at the same risk. Hiroshi here is lucky enough that his soul didn't rot away," Stein walked over to Hiroshi, and then grabbed his collar, "And we believe he knows her whereabouts."

Stein leaned in closer to Hiroshi, "Now tell us the truth. Do you know where she is?"

Hiroshi stayed silent, grinding his teeth. Stein shook his collar roughly and repeated the question, "Do you know where she is, Hiroshi?"

"Hiroshi…please." I pleaded.

On the good side, if Hiroshi knew where this Kira girl was… I could learn more about Soul… I could learn how to keep him safe and not cause any harm to both of us.

On the bad side, this would mean this Kira girl was causing harm to many people, eating away their souls. And we'd have to dispose of her…

It didn't go unnoticed. Slowly, but surely, Hiroshi nodded.

—END OF CHAPTER 4—

AN: YEEEY :D So… Hiroshi knows where Kira is… What the hell is going to happen next, right?

I hope this isn't getting to complicated for all of you to understand o_O That's why I kinda put Stein there at the end to sum it up not just for Maka, Soul and Hiroshi, but for all of you guys too. Do you kinda get the gist?

OH OH AND MEDUSA'S BACK! YEY! (NOT) But I need her in the story :) And I left something there for you to think about. It's something she talks to Maka about :D Ohhhh, you'll find out later on. xD

Stupid Medusa! Give Maka her drawing back!

Anyways, I hope you like it. And like I said before, if you have any questions AT ALL, feel free to PM me about them, I'd be happy to answer your questions!

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