I am so sorry that I haven't been updating lately, but school is a b***h! I had already started this chapter a while ago, but I wasn't able to finish it. I know that my chapters are pretty short, but I'm trying to make them as long as I can without making you wait so long. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater or SAO

Maka and Soul stood side by side on the roof top of a 5-story building in Death City.

"You ready?" Maka stared straight ahead of her as she asked her partner.

Soul smirked, "Why wouldn't I be?"

Narrowing her eyes, Maka scoffed, muttering under her breath, "Cause you're male."

The albino's eye twitched, "Excuse me tiny tits?"

Maka turned to face him, eyes ablaze, fists clenched, "You heard me sharky!"

The meister and weapon stood facing one another, both growling at each other.

"Ugh! Let's just get this over with!"

"Well, we would have already completed soul resonance if the bookworm had kept her mouth shut."

Closing her eyes, Maka took deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down,"Please, just transform."

Transforming with a growl and much reluctance, Soul landed in Maka hands, and she gripped him tightly, determination in her eyes.

Spreading her feet apart, Maka braced herself, Soul's reflection showing his own determined stance.

"SOUL RESONANCE!" As they screamed in unison, a bar appeared in front of them. Above the bar read 'RESONANCE RATE', the bar itself filling up steadily, before the sparks and energy flying around them stopped, and all was silent.

Maka was puffing, eyes wide with confusion. Why hadn't it worked? When Black*Star and Tsubaki activated their Soul Resonance, it didn't deactivate until they had exhausted their resonance levels.

The higher the resonance rate, the longer the resonance lasts, and the more powerful its effects are.

The meister had been so focused that she hadn't been able to read how high their resonance rose until it failed.

Knowing her, Maka would usually be angry, but this time, she was depressed and exhausted.

Maka's arms went limp, eyes sullen, her hands barely gripping the scythe as it glowed a light blue colour.

Soul was now in front of her, and instead of shouting at her like she thought he would he sighed, pushing a hand through his white locks, "So do you know what happened?"

The ash-brunette glared at him, "If I knew, it wouldn't have happened in the first place."

The weapon glared straight back, hand dropping from his hair, "Feel free to come and find me when the b*tch is gone."

Without another word, Soul walked away, his body disintegrating into millions of tiny, glowing pixels.

The glare dropped from Maka's eyes, and instead her eyes were filled with guilt and regret. She knew she shouldn't take out her frustration on him, he worked just as hard as she did.

Maka had been able to sneak a peak at his levels, and they were pretty impressive. Besides, it was enough that he tolerated her in her worst moments. It was almost like he knew just the words to say to get her to calm down

But what could she do? He had already logged out, and who knew when he would be back?

Make sighed, she was going to have to work a miracle, and only gods could do that. So she was just going to have to go for her second best option. Even it was only someone who thought of themselves like a god.

She was going to have to find Black*Star.

It didn't take long, just an IM and a minute later and shouting could be heard in the distance, "YAHOO!"

The surrogate siblings agreed to meet outside Deathbucks, Maka didn't even have to tell him what she wanted to ask him before he had agreed, assuring her that her god had time for her.

"SUP NERD! Your god has come!"

Make simply sighed, shaking her head, clearly disapproving of the blunette's antics. "I need to ask you a favour."

"Normally I don't help peasants, but since you're my favourite follower, I can make an exception." Black*Star's booming voice decreased in volume slightly, but was still quite loud as he puffed out his chest, fists resting on his hips.

Refraining from hitting him with another holographic book, Maka cut right to the chase, "Can you contact Soul, and tell him to log back on?"

Black*Star smirked, "Anything for a little sister."

It was then that he too disappeared, but it wasn't even two minutes later that he was back again, having appeared behind her this time it seemed.

Turning around, she got ready to hear whether he had contacted Soul or not, "Is he coming back or-"

Maka's words were caught in her throat, refusing to continue.

A set of sharp teeth smirked at her, "So you're back now?"

The meister was already preparing to shout at him, anger burning in her eyes, but it disappeared as soon as it had come. Looking down at her feet, Maka mumbled words under her breath, loud enough for Soul to hear. "I'm sorry that I took out my anger only you, it was my fault the resonance didn't work.

It was then Soul smiled a genuine smile, walking towards her, one hand in his pocket, the other extended towards her, "We're in this together."

Maka's eyes widened, her head snapping up to meet those crimson eyes, that managed to steal her breath each time. The ash-brunette, looked down at his hand, slipping her dainty hand into his own.

"Together."

"I'm sorry."

Soul raised an eyebrow, virtual coffee in his hands as he leaned onto the table, Maka opposite from him, coffee in her own hands.

"You've been through so much, and I had the nerve to take my anger out on you."

The albino found it astonishing how much he had revealed to the meister, and how intently she had listened. He even told her about his elder brother, Wes, whom his parents claimed should be his role model. Soul had never told anybody that he had been somewhat forced into the music industry by his music-obsessed parents.

The only thing that had every really kept him going was the grand piano that sat in his room every night, becoming him to come and play a tune. But someone as kind-hearted as Maka, should never have to hear those tunes he plays. She would be terrified. Wouldn't she?

Soul's eyes widened, was it just him, or was that empathy in her eyes? No, there was no way that she could possibly know how he felt. "It's fine really. Ever since Star introduced me to DWMA, life's been… okay."

Maka looked down into her virtual mug, guilt plain in her large emerald orbs. "You didn't deserve to be treated like that. By me, or your parents."

Yet again, he couldn't help the shock from showing in his eyes, but Maka didn't notice. This girl, she was really something wasn't she?

"Listen tiny tits," Maka glared at him, "Maka…" At her look of approval, he continued, "I'm fine, really, you don't need to be sorry."

His meister still didn't look quite convinced, but she nodded, as if making a decision with herself. "I need to get going, but I'll see you tomorrow."

Soul managed a small wave before her form disappeared into a flourish of pixels.

The albino sighed, it was time to return to the real world, time to leave the world that allowed him to be happy. But it wasn't until now that he realised just how happy it could make him.

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