Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. If I did, Kiyre would be there :D

Kiyre leaned against her chair before reaching over and poking Soul in the head. He gave her a funny look and she just smiled. He smiled back and Maka frowned. The two were being oddly friendly and it was sort of bugging her. Not two days ago, Kiyre wouldn't have talked to Soul let alone touch him. It seemed like every two seconds she was messing with his hair or his shirt or his arm. Normally he would have told her to stop but he seemed to be enjoying it. She mumbled something before feeling a tap on her head.

"She doesn't like him." Maka turned to see Mickey sitting on her shoulder. She jumped a little when he started talking. He still kind of creeped her out. "She wouldn't be touching him if she liked him." Mickey licked his paw before looking at her, seeing the confusion in her face. "She can read your mind if she's touching you." With that, he hopped back up to Ada's shoulder and poofed as he did when he felt he no longer needed to be manifested physically.

Maka looked up at Kiyre again who caught her eye. The two blondes stared at each other for a moment before smiling. Kiyre waved her hand and pointed over at Stein who was babbling something about dissecting an underclassmen who walked into the wrong classroom. They both stifled a giggle before returning to their studies.

Maka liked Kiyre but she was a little uneasy with the girl's ability. Then again, who wouldn't be? Her twin could manipulate your feelings and she could read them by touching you. They would be tough to fight against. Maka's eyes widened, that was today. It had been postponed due to Kiyre's injury.

Speaking of, it seemed to be healing nicely. Stein figured it would leave a very noticeable scar but Kiyre being the psycho she is thought the five inch scar would be awesome. For some reason, she figured scares would add to her character and make her cooler.

---Later That Day---

Stein clapped his hands together, "Okay Kreig, Kiyre, Soul, Maka, please don't kill each other." The four nodded and the weapons turned into to their weapon forms. Stein just stared, Kreig wasn't a normal battle axe. He was huge, standing at least six feet from tip to bottom. He was more like a mix between a halberd and a battle axe.

Kiyre smiled, she could feel her brother's calm sinking in. She loved to fight using him. He kept her calm, kept her from getting to excited with battling. She slid her arm down to her side, waiting for the call to go. She'd need to block because there was no way Maka would be so slow as to not strike first.

"Go!"

Kiyre tossed Kreig up into the air, catching him and swinging with all her might. The gravity that was used to pull him down added to the attack which was blocked by Maka. Kiyre smiled and quickly turned the blade to catch Soul's blade. The two weapons were interlocked. Now it was more of who was stronger. Maka looked at Kiyre who was smiling broadly. The fight had turned into a semi-stalemate.

Maka attempted to turn Soul's blade out of Kreig's but Kiyre turned so that the blades stayed connected. With a quick twist and pull, Soul was pulled out of Maka's hands and Kiyre was coming in for an attack. Having paid little attention to each other in the past week, Kiyre felled to notice Maka's exceptional athletic skill. The blow was dodged and Kiyre couldn't balance herself and as she was falling, Maka(having regained Soul) whacked the other tech across the back with her weapon's pole.

Stein was slightly disappointed that the fight had moved so quickly. He had wanted to see more of how Kiyre would fight. However, he was quite happy to see that they had some small plan as far as how the beginning of the fight would go. He still had work to do with Kiyre but she and her brother's abilities would make them a formidable team. It then clicked in his head, Kreig wasn't even Kiyre's weapon. Odd, why wasn't she fighting with Ada or Pax with Kreig? He shrugged it off, teenagers were weird. But who was he to talk?

Kiyre fell to her knees and waved her hand around. "I give." Kreig crouched over his fallen sister, "You okay?" She nodded and waved him away. "Gotta catch my breath. She knocked it out of me." Kiyre panted while Soul and Maka shook hands with Kreig. "You guys did better than I thought. Then again, Soul is a Death Scythe."

"I was surprised at how instead of attacking, you tried to trip us up. Clever tactics. Gives you longer to size up your opponent." Maka was nodding profusely, taking mental notes of how Kiyre used the blade to catch her own. Soul was just amazed at how cool Kreig looked as a weapon. "Dude, that was awesome!" He turned to say something to Kiyre when he noticed a black haired guy helping her up. Odd, Soul had never seen him before. Maybe he should warn him about Kreig. Nah, it'd be better if the guy found out on his own.

"Need some help up? I watched you fight. Pretty good for being against a Death Scythe." Kiyre's eyes met a hand which she gladly took. She didn't try to read his mind, that was rude to do to strangers but she was a bit curious. "Thanks, they got caught up with talking and forgot me. Oh well it's okay." She dusted herself off and held out her hand. "Kiyre, Tech." He took her hand and shook it firmly, "Faust, Tech." and then he smiled. She loved the way he smiled, it was perfect and beautiful and oh my geez she was falling for him. Just some random guy who helped her up, this was bad. Kiyre didn't do things like that. She didn't fall for people. Ever.

A/N: Sorry this chapter feels short. Promise the next will be longer. Review for cookies :D