Oh mai gawd. I'm actually getting to the damn plot now. FFS Child you should've gotten to it last chapter. Dammit. I give up on trying to stick to about 2,000 words. This chapter is fucking long and that's how I like it.

Tsubaki watched the shadows pass through her room, branches of trees blocking the yellow moonlight. She thought it was odd. The moonlight in Japan was white or slightly blue. Why was it yellow here? Why did the moon here have a face?

And what was that weird wavelength change in the battle with that short kid?

It had happened around the time Kid has crashed into the desk. She had heard a shattering noise, and a few minutes later Kid's wavelength started going crazy. What was up with that? She wracked her brain, trying to think of a logical explanation.

This city is crazy...maybe the chaos of it suddenly made him freak out? Or he was holding back his strength?

She sighed and rested her chin on her hand, gripping her bed covers with her other hand. This place was just crazy in general. She noticed a slight red tint to the light that was filtering through her window. She looked at the moon. Blood ran out of the mouth, filtering between the teeth.

Hehehe... she faintly heard it laughing, like the sun, only less raspy.

Hehehe...

hEhEhE...

HeHeHe...

It was getting annoying.

No wonder this town's gone mad...

She moved from her sitting position, moving to lie on her side. She stared blankly at her wall. It had a painting of a camellia blossom, a tsubaki flower.

She has always thought it interesting that her parents had named her for a flower that held no scent. It was a bit depressing sometimes, for one thing. The way a camellia died was rather tragic. The petals would fall, then scatter, leaving no trace.

Oh well. A boy back where she had lived had said her name was pretty then attempted to flirt.

Then the house exploded.

It had come suddenly. Masamune had said it was because they were weapons, but Tsubaki suspected otherwise.

There's something else at play here.

She and her brother had always detested the ways of the world.

There were people who were in their hundreds, suffering until they dried up, because there was no one to take their souls unless they left the body. There were people who died young because of murder, slaughter, destruction, because that was the only way to get a soul out of a body for personal use, whether it was to become an Afreet, or simply for bragging rights. She couldn't deny it though, she had consumed an Innocent soul or two. She was dared too. She didn't like it. She felt horrible. It wasn't like she had killed them, they had just died, and a boy in their village had said "Hey, Tsubaki, why don't you eat it? I dare you too."

And Tsubaki, being no older than 7, had obliged, because you didn't just refuse a dare. Masamune had done it too, apparently, a few hours after Tsubaki did.

(She later learned, on accident, that he had done it of his own accord. And it had been more than one.)

She got a bit suspicious of her brother after that. Why would he willingly consume Innocent souls? Was...was he trying to become an Afreet? No, of course not. He was 10. 10 year old boys did dumb things. It's not like he's still doing it now.

She then recalled the events of the day the house exploded, 8 years later.

12:56 p.m.

A boy tried to flirt with her.

12:57

Still flirting. What was that noise?

12:59

"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested–"

1:00

"Did you hear that?!"

"That sounded like something exploding!"

"Looked like it too!"

"Wait..."

"That was our house!"

5:47 p.m., three weeks later.

"Masamune! Tsubaki! Get on the plane!"

"Wha-why?!"

"We're moving!"

"Why?!"

"We can't live in a hotel forever!"

She lay in her bed, thoughts washing over her like the tide over a shore, until the world grew muffled and the laughter of the moon faded.

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Several months passed. Kid's partnership with the Nakatsukasas was a bit rocky, mostly due to the fact that Masamune and Kid tended to clash, but it worked nonetheless. Kid's skills in wielding the two grew rapidly to the point where he could slice open a practice dummy in 8 seconds to the dot.

(He could probably destroy them faster, but ya know...eight...)

Kid's interest in the Book of Eibon was still not satisfied. Several pages stuck together, for one, including several in the middle. It was like they were sealed somehow. It was strange, because there were no signs of glue or any sticky substance, it was just that they wouldn't open. He knew they were stuck because the corners were bent in opposite directions and they were too thick to be one page. He would look at it for hours upon hours. Maka decided to investigate. She opened the door to his room, and he scrambled to shut the book and hide it.

"Alright, what have you been reading?"

"Er-uh-butterflies...?"

Maka raised an eyebrow.

"They're symmetrical!"

"Let me see that," she moved to his desk and made a grab, but he jumped out of his chair, raising the book out of reach. She looked at the cover.

"'The Book of Eibon?'" she asked.

"Yes," Kid relaxed from his outstretched stance, holding the book with both hands, showing her the cover.

"How old is that thing?" said Maka.

"I don't know. But what I do know is that Eibon worked with Shinigami, so it's at least 800 years old, and that he was sealed beneath the town. Still is today. If we could just break the seal..." Kid trailed off.

"Back up. Kid, you don't know what this Eibon person is like! What if he's like, a murderer or something?"

"Maka, half the town is murderers. Besides, the writing in this book shows that he is not, in fact a murderer, but a wizard."

"Oh great, wizards. Yay. This isn't Harry Potter you idiot–"

"If you would be quiet for two seconds that would be lovely. Look at this page-see? It's like some sort of spell or something."

Maka squinted at the page.

"Kid, this isn't any kind of human language. How the hell did you read that?"

Kid flipped the book around. He hadn't focused on the text before, only reading words, but now that he looked...that wasn't anything that could've been read by human eyes.

What the hell...?

"That's...that's really strange..." he said after a moment of silence.

"You should show this to Stein-"

"Show what to me?"

Both teens nearly jumped out of their skins.

"S-stein!" they yelped in unison.

Said man in question looked at the book in question.

"What've you got there?"

"NOTHING!" Kid shouted, louder than he meant to.

"Nothing would imply that you had nothing in your hand. And I can clearly see something in your hand. What is that?" Stein said.

Kid glared at Maka, who shrugged. He looked back at Stein, who gave him a look of "give me the damn book or I'll dissect you right here".

Kid shut the book and handed it over.

"S'not like you can read it anyway," he muttered.

Stein inspected the book before flipping it open, growing a perplexed expression on his face.

"This...this is not human. How did you read that?"

Kid shrugged.

"I don't know. Came naturally, I guess."

Stein scrutinized the lanky boy in front of him.

Who were his parents, anyway?

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"Hey Kid, I've got a question," Tsubaki asked.

"What?"

"Can we, well, can me and Masamune meet your, uh, meet your household members?" Tsubaki said awkwardly, not sure if she was supposed to say "family", out of fear of offending him.

Kid picked up on this and said, after chuckling a bit, "I'll ask. Though I don't see why that would be a problem. When were you planning on visiting?"

"Oh...um...tonight. Our parents are having a gathering thing with some important people and it would be horribly awkward of we stayed," Tsubaki scratched the back of her head sheepishly, long strands of her hair loosening a bit as she did so. Kid twitched a bit at the messiness but said nothing.

"Er-I'll ask. Do you have a phone or..." Kid trailed off.

"I've got a landline. Here's the number," Tsubaki's eyes flicked around looking for something to write with, when a blue pen and a post-it was suddenly in her line of vision.

"Need something? I carry a pen and paper at all times," Kid explained.

"Thanks," Tsubaki smiled and wrote the number.

"What time do you need to come? Anytime after six o'clock is okay."

"Uh, I think seventy thirty or so?" Tsubaki said.

Kid nodded. "Should be fine. I'll make sure then call you and tell you. Deal?"

"Deal."

The two continued chatting, Masamune joining in a few minutes later, until the sun started to set. They then parted ways, hopefully meeting up again in a couple of hours.

"I hope they let us come over. Maybe they can explain what's going on with his wavelength," Tsubaki said to her brother.

"Doubt it. But we can always try," Masamune shrugged.

They continued walking home, wary of anything (or anyone) that could potentially kill them.

Thankfully, they made it home safe, at about 7 o'clock, just in time for a phone call.

Tsubaki rushed over to the phone first, to which her mother responded, "What? Expecting a call from a cute boy?"

"Mother!"

Her mother snickered.

"Mother, that's not it at all. You know how awkward it is for us to be here when you have guests like the ones you're having tonight. Tsubaki asked our meister if we could come over for the night until they leave," Masamune explained.

"Hello?" Tsubaki answered.

"Hey. So, the adults say it's fine. Oh, and I have something to show you when you come over. Seven thirty, right?" was it the phone connection, or did Kid say "seven" with a hint of malice...?

"Yes, seven thirty. Where do you live again?" Tsubaki asked.

Kid gave her the address and hung up suddenly, and she caught part what he was about to yell.

"MAKA SHE IS NOT MY–"

Tsubaki giggled and wondered if that was how it was every day at his house. It certainly sounded more interesting than hers.

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Half an hour later, the two siblings stood in front of the door to Kid's house. It was an odd house, with mismatched gray siding and a green door. Moss grew around the bottom, and the windows were all cracked somehow. It was large, though that made sense, since six people lived in it, four of them adults.

Tsubaki knocked politely, heard some shouting, something hitting a wall, a meow, and then the door opened, a brunette woman with blue eyes and glasses opening it. She looked a bit disheveled.

"You must be Kid's partners. Come in," she let them in.

They took a look around the room. Ripped up sofa, large armchair, books everywhere, and a cracked TV. There were two doors, one dark gray and shut tightly, the other open and leading into the kitchen. On the right was a long set of stairs, separated from the rest of the room by a wall, leading to a narrow hallway, that presumably lead to the bedrooms. On the left was an entrance to another hallway, and they weren't sure where it lead.

There was a purple cat lying on the back of the sofa, wearing a witch hat, yellow eyes open.

"Nya~nice to meet you!" it spoke with a woman's voice.

"WHAT THE HELL A TALKING CAT WHA–" Masamune yelled, flailing.

Kid poked his head out of the kitchen doorway.

"That's Blair. She sleeps here sometimes," he explained.

Maka poked her head around on the other side.

"She's also a really tall purple haired lady."

There was a poof! and in the place of a cat, a scantily clad, large breasted woman sat, with two large hair curls around her face.

"Nya~hello again!" she said.

"Nothing makes sense in this house, does it...?" grumbled Masamune.

"Considering a enter the house through the ceiling more often than not..." said Kid, looking up at a round hole in the ceiling that went all the way to the roof, something covering the entrance on the roof.

"Didn't I tell you to stop that?" Azusa raised an eyebrow.

Kid sighed. "Yes, yes you did."

He stepped into the room, Maka following, and a blonde woman wearing an eyepatch peeked around the frame, and smiled.

"Do you guys just stand around in the kitchen in your free time?" Masamune muttered.

A red headed man poked his head around the corner.

"I heard screaming about a cat. Is Blair here?" he asked.

Blair winked at him before poof!-ing back into a cat.

"Oh, you must be Kid's weapon partners, Mas-Masa– I'm sorry I don't know how to say your name right."

"Masamune. And Tsubaki," Kid said slowly, casting a sharp glare at Spirit, who screamed and ran back down the hall, before screaming again and running back out. A tall man in a lab coat with a screw through his head walked into the room.

"What was that about, exactly?" he said monotonously as he turned the screw.

Kid facepalmed and said "If everyone could stay in one room for five minutes I could introduce you all and we could get this over with."

Once everyone had settled down, and introduced each other, Tsubaki remembered something.

"Kid, didn't you say you had something to show u–"

"Schthhch shut uuuup!" Kid put his hand over her mouth and dragged her upstairs, her brother following and making sounds of indignation. Maka was intrigued and followed.

The adults stared after them but said nothing.

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Kid shut the door to his room, and turned around to face the other three in the room.

"Okay. Maka, you know what this is," he pulled the Book down from the top of his dresser and held it out, ripped and torn cover in plain sight.

"Book of Eibon...?" Masamune read.

"Yes. After an...incident a few months ago, I've been studying it. Maka caught me reading it earlier and so did Stein."

"And for some reason he can read it," Maka gestured, slightly irritated, as she wanted to know what it said.

"Is it in a foreign language or something?" Tsubaki offered.

"It's not even human. Look," Kid opened it to a page and showed her, her eyes widening as she looked at it.

"That's bizarre. And what is Eibon?"

"A wizard. He's still sealed beneath the city. If we could somehow break the seal, we might get some answers," Kid concluded.

"But where is the seal?" asked Maka.

"I have a theory," Kid reached into the drawer of his desk, pulling out a slip of paper, "This is a map of the school. See these stairs?" Kid pointed.

"Yes..."

"Well it doesn't say where they lead. I've seen them, and no one ever goes down there. What if...what if that's where the seal is?" he said.

"But how do you know it doesn't go to a storage room or something?" asked Tsubaki, not liking where this was going.

"I don't. But I'd rather investigate and find out than never check and be forced to always wonder."

SHIT I HAVE TO EXPLAIN SHIT NOW DONT I

OKAY: so the reason the book of Eibon isn't in English and is in some sort of weird language is because eibon wasn't human and dammit if a human got a hold of that shit and it was in English teh world would end. Kid can automatically read it because it's written in the language of Shinigami and he's a motherfucking shinigami even know he doesn't know it yet and oopsspoiler won't for a long time.

Oh and the pages that stick together are the ones that you would open to be sucked into the book and go through the lust chapter and all dat shiat.

Oh and if I were to add pairings to this story, what would you want to see? They won't be the main focus, just, I know a lot of you guys like romance. The main focus of this story, though is (beeeeeeeeeeepnomorespoilersbeeeeeeeeeep)