JustACountdown321: Hello my lovelies! Thank you all sooo much for reviewing and favorite-ing, and following this fanfic! It means so much to me, even though I would've continued to write if no one said anything… But it was a little scary to leave my computer for a few hours and then find my inbox was blown up with alerts… But enough about that, let's get to writing. And just so you know, all of this stuff is improvised; I never plan on writing certain things, except chapter 1.

WARNING: contains yaoi, mature situations, lemons…

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Soul Eater or any of the characters.

It was the same nightmare again…

"Brother… Brother!" I'm crying.

Arms of shadow wrap around my waist and draw me closer to an unknown voice.

"Your brother isn't coming to save you… he's dead…" The tongue belonging to the voice snaked out and licked up my neck, a long cut forming where he touched. The tears flow harder…

"Hey!"

What?

"Hey, I said let go of him!"

Another force pulls me from the shadowy figure. The voice sounds familiar, but I can't remember from where. Warm, strong hands wrap me in an embrace, the feeling soothing. I look up but I don't see anything except for a star.

Star…

"Soul belongs to me now you sick bastard, so stop haunting him!" The force pulled me closer to the star possessively, but I didn't panic. The star was friendly, inviting. I felt myself relax completely. Dreaming peacefully for the first time in years…

When I woke up, my head swam. My room was spinning, and it was not pleasant first thing in the morning. I sat up, groaning, clutching my head and stomach.

"God Damnit… what the hell happened?"

"You panicked again."

I jumped, not realizing someone else was in my room. It was Maka.

"Ugh… what do you want?" I rubbed my head, the spinning slowly fading.

She huffed at me. When I didn't say anything else, I got a "Maka Chop" to the head. My head was hurting even more so now.

"What the hell, if you have something to say, just say it, my head's splitting!"

She must've just realized I had a headache and apologized for the "Maka Chop." She walked over towards me and sat on the edge of the mattress, her face showed worry. She hadn't slept.

"Soul… what is going on with you? We've been meister and weapon for how long now, and I'm only just finding out about these 'panic attacks.' What is it that you're not telling me?"

I sighed. "Maka… I can't tell you. It's something that happened a long time ago, that I'd much rather forget about."

"But Soul, you've been having panic attacks because of it. Maybe if you tell someone, then they can help you carry this burden." She pleaded, her eyes watering a bit.

I know that telling someone might make it easier, but I don't want to be looked at like that "unfortunate soul." Damnit, I made a pun in my own mind!

"Maka… I can't tell you. It's too personal. I… I just can't…"

And with that, I rolled over and listened as her footsteps retreated down the hallway. Before she got out of hearing distance, she shouted:

"By the way, Black Star was really worried about you. You should go let him know you're okay."

I immediately stiffened. That's right; Black Star saved me from the panic attack last night. I wasn't too keen on seeing him after I cried in his arms twice in one day. He also heard me call out for him. But he did save me and deserved to be thanked.

I got up and ran to take a shower. After showering and putting on some fresh clothes, I ran downstairs, grabbed a poptart, shoved it in my mouth and ran out the door, feeling Maka's smug eyes on the back of my head as I left.

I was lost.

So.

Horribly.

Lost.

I found myself wandering Death City, trying for the life of me to find Black Star's house. After searching for an hour, I gave up and leaned against a wall, banging my head against it for my own stupidity.

Damnit Maka, you knew I didn't have a clue as to where he lived! Why'd you let me leave?

After a short break, I began looking again, hoping to hear his smug voice carrying across the neighborhoods. Where is he?

"Hey! Soul!"

I turned and saw Tsubaki yelling at me from the other side of the block. Thank God, I'll ask her where they live…

"Hi Soul, what are you doing all the way over in this part of town?"

"Hey Tsubaki, I was just looking for Black Star's place, I forgot to thank him for yesterday. But I have no freaking clue as to where the hell it is he lives…"

She laughed. When she did that, she seemed a lot cooler than what I first thought of her. She wiped her eyes and pointed down the street from where she had come from.

"He lives at the very end of the next block. It's the blue house on the corner. He painted a big 'star' on it with a can of yellow spray paint. You literally can't miss it."

I chuckled, somehow figuring he'd do that. I thanked Tsubaki and walked down to the gaudy house that belonged to Black Star. Sure enough, a bright yellow star in the middle of blue. And he had saved my life.

I knocked on the door, but got no answer. I turned the knob and was surprised to find it unlocked. I stepped inside, closing the door behind me.

"Hellllooo, is anyone home-MMPHH!"

A wall of blue had landed on top of me, knocking me to the ground. I looked up to see Black Star sitting on my back, a police baton in his hands.

"Oh. Hey Soul."

"-Oh. Hey Soul- my ass! Get off of me!"

He seemed to realize he was crushing me. He stood up and brushed himself off, then offered me a hand, which I took.

"Sorry, I thought you were Tsubaki. I like to sneak up on her and 'surprise attack' her…"

"Would Tsubaki have knocked before entering her OWN home!" It wasn't a question. He scratched his chin, obviously thinking over the situation.

"Guess not…"

"No SHIT Sherlock!"

He glared at me, before breaking out in a huge grin and laughing. I couldn't help it, he was just too goofy. I started laughing and before I knew it, we were both rolling on the floor laughing. When we finally stopped, we just laid on the ground, our stomachs heaving. I felt him roll over so that we were side by side. I felt my face heat up for no reason and tried to squirm away, but he grabbed my hand, preventing me from moving. My face grew hotter.

He just stared at me, the silence growing longer. It was broken when he spoke up.

"Why'd you come over anyways?"

I completely forgot I had come here to thank him.

"O-oh yeah. I wanted t-to thank you for s-saving me last n-night."

All lightness left his face when I mentioned last night. I grew uncomfortable at his intense expression. I was afraid he was going to say something, but was shocked to see him stand up and walk out of the room.

I sat up, confused by this reaction. I thought he was going to ask me about it. I was not expecting him to leave completely.

"B-Black Star?"

No response. I sat there dumbfounded about the blue-haired boy's lack of communication. I moved to where I could stand up, but was shoved back down by an invisible force.

"Wha-what the hell?"

Someone was sitting on me, but I couldn't see anything. There was no one there.

"Art of the assassin: Invisibility." Suddenly Black Star was sitting on me, his expression still serious.

"Black Star! What are you doing, get off!"

"No."

"WHY!"

His expression changed to anger. I felt myself pale, not expecting him to be angry.

"Soul, Maka called me. Said you wouldn't tell her what happened. Asked me to ask you because you seem to be a little more 'open' with me. So tell me… WHAT happened?"

My body froze. I felt cold. Tears started rolling from my eyes and small gasps came from my lips. Black Star looked startled by my sudden mood change. He sat up and pulled me into his lap like he did last night, his arms cradling me.

"It's okay… take your time…"

I steeled my nerves and prepared myself for what I was about to say, my words coming in tumbled sentences.

"F-five y-years ago-o… on-on my b-birthday… my… my brother d-d-died…"

Black Star tensed up. His grip tightening.

"W-we were ambushed in-in a-an alley a-and they… they… kill-killed him… be-because he tried to s-save me…"

The tears were rolling down harder now, my brain screaming to stop. But I knew that if I stopped, I wouldn't be able to ever finish.

"They-they… did t-things to m-me…"

Black Star somehow managed to tense up even more. He held me at arms length so that I was looking him dead in the eyes.

"Soul, what did they do to you…"

I gulped.

"They… they…"

Now or never…

"…r-raped m-me!"

I couldn't help it. I threw my arms around Black Star's neck and pulled him in for a hug I so desperately needed. I was crying, childish wails filling the room. I could feel Black Star shaking, anger swelling inside him. I just held him tighter and tighter, the despair overwhelming me. It felt good to finally tell someone, but I'm positive I screwed up Black Star with my horrific story.

I started to cry harder, afraid of losing the one person I needed most.

I felt him stroke the back of my head, slowly moving his hand from the top of my head to the middle of my back. He let me cry, even though I was soaking his shirt. I don't know how long we sat there, and I didn't care. I needed him to comfort me right now.

When my wails turned to hiccups, I sat up, rubbing my eyes. I looked over at Black Star, who intertwined his fingers with mine, and placed his other hand on my shoulder. His eyes were full of sadness and anger.

"What happened to them… those bastards?" he murmured.

I sighed, knowing this next part would scare him. I looked down, not wanting to meet his eyes.

"I -hic- I came into my scythe powers and-and killed them… that's why I was sent to the academy… as punishment…"

A few more tears fell from my eyes, landing in droplets on my jeans. Black Star will hate me now…

I felt his hand move from my shoulder to my cheek. I looked up and was met with his sea-green eyes staring fondly at me. He used his thumb to brush away the remaining tears on my face. His lips were shaped into a sad smile.

"D-don't you hate me now?" I whimpered.

He chuckled. "How could I hate you?"

I giggled at my own foolishness, relief washing over me. Black Star wouldn't abandon me. He didn't hate me. He-

Two soft lips met mine.

I stopped shaking, shock enveloping my being. I refocused my eyes on the assassin in front of me, his lips pressed against mine.

W-what?!

I couldn't do anything, my brain stopped functioning. Black Star used his hand on my cheek to cup my chin, bringing our mouths together even more. His other hand freed itself from mine and found its way to the back of my head, pulling me closer to him.

He broke the kiss and looked at me.

My eyes had widened to the size of dinner plates. I hadn't registered yet what had just happened. When it hit me, I reached a hand up to touch my lips, my face breaking out in a blush.

That was my first kiss.

"Wh-wha-wha…" I couldn't form a sentence to state my confusion. Black Star liked me… like that?

He smiled and pulled me in for another kiss. This time, the kiss held more passion. I felt my eyelids flutter as I melted into the kiss. A small moan escaped my lips.

I felt his tongue press against my lips, asking for entrance. When another moan bubbled its way up, he took the opportunity and slid his tongue in. The feeling of his tongue exploring my mouth felt good and I moaned into the kiss, losing control of my body.

His hand slid down my back and pulled me against him. I leaned farther into the kiss, placing my hand on his chest for support.

He broke the kiss, needing air. A small strand of drool connecting our tongues. We were both breathing heavily, our faces flushed. My half-lidded eyes looking up at him.

His face was flushed a light pink color, ten times lighter than my own. He brought his hand up to his mouth to wipe away the drool at the corner. His star-shaped hair was slightly messed up and his chest was heaving. His eyes were full of lust and they were staring straight at me.

"Bl-Black Star…"

He pulled me in for another kiss. I placed a hand on his shoulder and ducked my head, avoiding his lips. I knew that if we kissed again, it would go even farther… I gritted my teeth, tears forming in my eyes again. My body shaking.

He understood what my body was saying and sighed. He picked me up, setting me gently on my feet, my legs trembling. I looked up at him, afraid he was disappointed. He just smiled and gave me a small, sweet kiss.

"Hey Soul…"

"Hmm?"

"I think I like you…"

I giggled. He's such an idiot sometimes. I wrapped my arms around his chest and buried my face there, his head resting on mine, his arms around my waist.

"I think I like you too, Black Star…"

JustACountdown321: The plot thickens! Not really, it just got more "juicy." They are just too cute together! -^u^-

AAAAHHHH! I wrote that! It always feels weird to think I could write stuff like this, especially because I suck at writing in school… But anyways, I hope to update again real soon (I'm on a hot streak) and I hope you all enjoyed it. Thanks again for all the reviews/favorites/follows!

BYE~