To: Tsubaki Nakatsukasa
From: Parisian devision
Subject: Calm before the storm.

Tsubaki, I have a bad feeling. Is everything going alright in Death City?
Are the others okay?
I don't know why I'm feeling this unease. Like something bad is about to happen. I contacted Death but he said everything is peaceful and quiet in the world.
Do you know if Black*Star found another lead on the witch? We can't seem to find her.

Let me know when something happens.

Tsubaki looked with worry at her screen. Long time to think about it, wasn't. Black*Star and Soul were sitting in the other room and could sneak up on her anytime. So she quickly clicked it away, deciding to respond later to it, and walked back to the living room where the two boys were playing a violent video game.

"Uhm, Black*Star," Tsubaki said softly. Still, the blue haired ninja heard her.

"What's up Tsu?" he asked her without breaking concentration on the screen.

"I was just wondering, did that rumor about Maka's soul, did it turned out to be false?"

That caught Black*Star's attention. He paused the game – earning a cry of protest from Soul – and turned to his weapon. "Why are you asking?"

Tsubaki rubbed the back of her neck, trying to seem casual. "Just curious," she lied.

Black*Star didn't seem to buy it but went along with it anyway, "We're not sure yet if it's true or false. We wanted to go to Shinigami-sama to ask if it was possible."

Tsubaki nodded. "Any other leads?"

Black*Star shook his head, eyeing his weapon suspiciously. Tsubaki was twisting her ponytail in her hands, a sign of nervousness. Gently he took her hands away from her hair and gave her a smile. He had to keep faith that nothing was bothering his weapon.

"Oi, Black*Star! Start the game already!" Soul growled.

Black*Star turned back to his friend, his hyper spirit back in check. "Who are you to command your god?" he asked with a melodramatic voice.

"Come on Black*Star! Quit the drama and keep on playing."

But Black*Star didn't listen to Soul. Instead he jumped at the white haired boy and knocked them both on the ground. "You need to learn where your place is, in this house," he told the struggling Soul.

"Cut it out already you moron!" Soul growled.

Tsubaki watched the boys fight with an amused smile. As Black*Star was yelling phrases of worship about himself, Tsubaki realized she had to be more careful.

Though the ninja may look oblivious to everything, he certainly wasn't. They met eyes for a second before Black*Star broke the contact, being pushed off of Soul.

"Moron!" Soul grumbled as he straightened his shirt. He didn't even try to fix his hair, it was too messy to fix.

Tsubaki remembered a time where Maka always messed the boy's hair up to tease him. It made her mood drop a little. She missed the young meister very much.

"Hey Tsu!" Black*Star called, pulling Tsubaki out of her thoughts. "When's dinner ready?"

"I'll start right away Black*Star!" Tsubaki said back, smiling a warmly, before heading to the kitchen.

Soul watched the girl leave, then looked at Black*Star. "Everything going okay?" he asked when he saw his friend looking worried at the direction Tsubaki had gone to.

Black*Star quickly turned back to the game. "Of course! A star like me is always okay!" he chimed.

Still, Soul could see a puzzled frown starting to form on the boy's face.

*Hi guys, sorry for another short chapter. It's just that I try to finish a chapter with a nice end. not some halfway - mid cut crap... so bear with me.
I will post a long chapter very soon.

Stay cool!*