Thank you so very much for the reviews ;)

I love you all, but I just have to give some credit to Kajukote for being the first review to my story… In fact, he reviewed four minutes after I posted it!! AMAZING :D (Or as my friend would say: IMPECABLE TIMING!)

Hey guys, sorry for the late review . I wanted to wait on Valentine's Day to publish this chapter! So happy Valentine's Day! Hope you do well with the one you love… I didn't… He didn't get me anything, but I got a ton of candy :)

I DID GREAT AT MY SOLO CONTEST!! (Continue reading if you are interested…)

My solo went by really fast… I went in a really big room… alone… and had to play a two paged score. Let me tell you… When you're playing alone in a big room with no one to hide your mistakes except a pianist that can't play loud… YOU'RE IN TROUBLE! But, anyhow, I managed to survive with a 1!! (That's the top score) And my judge… OMFG, he was the harshest "man" alive! (I say "man" because he might be a girl… I'm not sure… but he sounded like a guy) The judge would make sure you hear EVERY SINGLE mistake you make -.-

My Ensemble… Goodness, I don't even know where to begin with this… So I'm in a flute trio with a girl named Haley and a boy *cough, idiot* named Yun. Well, Haley and I were on a roll before the competition, we were just warming up and practicing… And then we realize that Yun still hadn't showed up yet. Our ensemble was at 9:12am, and it was already 9:00am and you were supposed to be there 30mins before your performance! Well, Yun, the idiot, still didn't show up! And his solo was at 8:00am!! So either he missed his own solo, or he's still in bed. We were going to call him to tell him to get his butt down here… But, we realized that he didn't have one because he dropped it in the toilet…

Thankfully, our wonderful band teacher managed to hold back our ensemble by several minutes. And just when we were going to start, Yun arrives!! So, without warming up or anything, he played in our ensemble… And heck, we got a 1… What exactly has this world become.

When we finished, we flooded Yun with questions. My band director even gave me permission to give Yun 'much grief.' (That meant: Punish, kill, stab, choke, destroy, slice, chop, poke, shove, smash, slap, stomp, kick, punch, karate-chop, rip, or obliterate him.)

And I did (:

Oh yeah, he was late because he thought our contest was somewhere REALLY far from where it was supposed to be… And he thought his solo was at 9am… The best part was, he went up to a judge who was carrying an iPhone while she was judging, and then after we finished playing, Yun shouted, "Holy shit! (Do not say this at contest, it is impolite.) Why are you carrying something more expensive than yourself around!?"

You should have seen the judge's face…

TWIN OF THE YIN YANG

Twin of the Yin Yang © Megumi Yunai

Soul Eater © Atsushi Okubo

Opening Style © based off B a y o- B a y o

CHAPTER TEN: Goodbye Mitsuki, Hello Makka?

P R E V I O U S L Y…

Soul adjusted his headband that had "SOUL" on it. He might as well just return back to his living quarters… There wasn't anything else left to do at a junky hospital.

He prepared to turn around and leave until a sudden voice caught his attention.

"One soda to Room 227, please. Oh, bring dinner while you're at it."

That voice… So pure and feminine… So firm and clear… Soul was positive he knew that voice.

Soul whisked around as fast as possible.

And his ears had not betrayed him… But Soul thought his eyes did…

There, at the reception table, was a Makka look alike asking for dinner…

Soul's yell bellowed throughout the hospital.

"Makka?!"

The pig tailed girl in a hospital uniform lifted her head up ever so slowly to see who yelled her name with such fierceness.

Emerald orbs met ruby ones…

"Soul!?"

"Love never dies, just the one you love most."

"Makka, you really are here!" Soul exclaimed as his lips formed a relieved smile.

Makka's emerald eyes widened in horror as she examined the figure before her.

It really was Soul… Her former weapon… The weapon she had given up using…

"Makka? Are you alright? It's me… Soul."

Makka shook her head in terror, her pigtails bouncing from side to side. She didn't know what to do… Soul was here for crying out loud… After all…

Soul Eater Evans was the last person she wanted to see… in history.

Soul was flat out amazed to see Makka actually here. This proved many things wrong…

Stein did not lie.

The brunette nurse with bad taste in glasses did lie.

Makka… she was here… IN FRONT OF HIM!!!

"Makka, why did you suddenly quit on me? Shinigami-sama told me you were injured and that you couldn't be a meister anymore. What happened? What in the world are you doing here? You look perfectly fine…"

Makka rolled her eyes. The moment they met, Soul had already started flooding her in questions.

But it was different this time… She was NOT going to do this any longer.

"Soul…" she began. "I alrea-"

"This is gonna be so cool!" Soul interrupted as he shouted with excitement. He had already forgotten he had a new meister… AGAIN.

"Now that I finally know that you're alright, you can finally train with me again. Man, it's been so long, I wonder if our soul wavelengths' are still compatible. No, I know it still is. There is no one but you that can wield me, after all. Man, we have to get training! There are these new Shibusen students that just transferred here and man, these guys are incred-"

"SOUL!"

Soul stopped speaking and stared at the Makka that just screamed at him.

"Yeah?"

Makka glared at him fiercely. She knew he didn't care about her… He didn't even ask her once what she wanted… He just went on deciding things by himself.

"I'm not going to be your meister anymore. You've already been assigned with a new one." Makka growled in a low, yet piercing tone.

Soul raised his delicate eyebrow in confusion. "What? My new meister…? You mean Miki Yunai? Who cares about her?! If you're my meister we can beat her and her sister! Mitsuki doesn't have half the power you have; she's nothing but a stuck-up whore that came to Shibusen to show us up!"

Makka's eyes saddened. She was no longer looking at Soul, rather, the figure lingering at the doorway of the Death City Hospital that overheard the entire conversation. After all… Makka was the one that asked "the figure" to come.

Soul, obviously, had no clue what Makka was looking at so intensely.

The figure by the door walked up to Soul.

And Soul turned around.

"Shit…"

Dull and angry sapphire orbs pooled into his ruby ones…

She was as tall as Soul in real life, but in the sudden situation, she seemed at least ten heads shorter.

As beautiful as she always looked, she looked terrifyingly fleeting under the hospital light. The same cotton light green dress; the same patterns and checks on the short dress; and the same green ribbon in her hair. Yet, everything was so different.

And… right now… under the pressure of the current situation…

Mitsuki Yunai was not smiling.

And when Mitsuki Yunai glared… it was a truly terrifying glare that would crack your bones, tear your muscles, rip your skull, churn your flesh, and crush your heart into billionths of a piece…

Mitsuki smirked, a mocking, devastated sound. "Say that again and pretend I'm not here at all."

Soul tried his best to keep his cool… and somehow he did… But it was so extremely hard under that petrifying glare of hers…

"M-Miki… W-What are you doing here?" Soul stuttered. He bit the bottom half of his lips.

Mitsuki rolled her eyes. And instead of dealing with Soul, she directed her attention to Makka.

"Nice to meet you, too, Makka. I hear of you quite a lot these days." Mitsuki shot another glare at Soul when she said this.

Makka forced a smile on her lips; she had to be polite after all. "It's nice to meet you, too. So your name is Miki Yunai?"

Mitsuki rolled her eyes in annoyance. "You don't deserve to call me by my nickname."

"Mitsuki Yunai, sorry if Soul told you otherwise, but my name is Mitsuki." She growled.

Mitsuki was, very obviously, pissed. Soul couldn't blame her… He did call her a whore… Not a word he usually uses…

"Well, Mitsuki-san," Makka asked. "What are you doing here at the hospital so late? Since you have just arrived at Shibusen, I don't think there are many people at this hospital that you know of."

Mitsuki shrugged. "It's not like I wanted to come down here and purposely see Soul." She shot another death glare at Soul, who was avoiding eye contact. "A little birdie told me to drop by."

Makka's emerald eyes sparkled in confusion. "A little birdie? Who else knows I'm at the hospital?"

Finally, Soul, who was still feeling guilty for calling Mitsuki what he did, he spoke.

"Yeah, Makka, where have you been?!" Soul asked in a rather hushed voice. He tried to choose his words carefully this time…

At least he didn't say: "Makka! Where have you been? We have to train now! Do you know how many souls Kid has collected while you were away?"

Anything that made a reference to a meister was a bad idea…

Makka bit her lip in, she had never looked more unsure in Soul's life. What had happened to the girl who fought with him every day so that he could become stronger? What happened to that girl that wanted so badly to make him into a Death Scythe?

Mitsuki, being the observant person she was, figured that Makka didn't want to answer Soul. I mean, you so totally couldn't tell from her "lip-biting" and twitching expression.

"Soul. Go home." Mitsuki commanded without looking at him.

Soul was confused. She was ordering him now? Not cool. "Why?"

Mitsuki rolled her eyes again. "In case you can't see, Makka clearly doesn't want to answer you or your stupid questions."

But, thank god or the lords; Mitsuki was much smarter than that. She was always wise chooser in the words she used. Unlike Megumi, who spat whatever was on her mind out, or didn't talk at all.

"Because…" Mitsuki sighed. "I am, oh, so tired. And I just happen to not know the way home."

Soul's eyebrow twitched. "How can you not know the way home? How did you get here then? I thought Kid showed you already?"

Makka faked a yawn, giving Mitsuki a clear hint.

"Well," Mitsuki remarked in an innocent tone. "Makka-chan sure looks tired. If you don't want to come with me… I bet you'd like taking her upstairs. After all… What goes in must come out."

Makka's mouth dropped wide open. This is not what she had planned. She was only hoping that Mitsuki would tell Soul that she was tired and keep him from bothering her.

Soul stood there, frowning in confusion. Ok, so he got the sex part… Wasn't it "what goes up must come down?" Man, this girl was a pervert.

"Y-Yeah… Let's not go there…" Soul mumbled as Mitsuki grinned triumphantly.

Makka tried her best to send the two off with a smile, but under the pressure of Mitsuki's words and the fact that Soul knew where she was… It wasn't very easy…

Before Soul decided to follow Mitsuki, he looked back at Makka again.

"Makka, we need to talk tomorrow… As soon as possible," Soul whispered, trying to make sure Mitsuki didn't hear this time. "You need to tell me what's going on."

Then, Soul followed Mitsuki out the hospital doors. As he left, Soul gave the brunette nurse that lied to him a glare. Satisfied, he left.

The walk to Mitsuki's house was devastating.

Mitsuki, who was still pissed, walked ahead of Soul in silence. And Soul, who was still guilty, walked behind Mitsuki in shame.

So, calling people 'whores' wasn't something someone as cool as him would do… Why the hell did he do it then!?

Suddenly, in the middle of Soul's thoughts, Mitsuki stopped walking. In fact, she turned around and faced Soul… Her sapphire orbs as fierce as ever.

In the moonlight, she looked like a goddess. The moon shone in a way that made her entire figure glow. Even to Soul, it wasn't a sight he was used to seeing.

"Soul…" she growled through her teeth. "Do you really want Makka as your meister… no matter what?"

Soul was taken back with surprise. "…I… Well… She's been my meister for so long… and…"

Mitsuki sighed; she looked above head at the moon. "You want her so badly you won't even give me a chance, huh?"

Soul immediately felt guilt wash through him. "No, Miki! It's not like that. I know you'll be a wonderful meister, it's just that… I… Well, I prefer Makka."

Soul could see Mitsuki sigh again. Her shoulders slumped in a way that looked like she was crying.

"Oh shit… Is she crying?!"

Mitsuki took a deep breath and straightened herself out.

She turned around and faced Soul once again.

Soul… for the first time since Makka was almost killed, became frightened… Not for himself, but for someone or something else.

Mitsuki Yunai had no confusion in her eyes… No hesitation or regret… Just… Well, it looked like she was crushed.

"Very well then, Soul Eater Evans. If that is what you wish… I wish you luck with your new meister."

Soul stared at her in confusion. "OK? What?!"

Mitsuki smiled at him, oh, so gently… And for the first time ever, Soul noticed she had a dimple on her left cheek.

"Goodbye then, Soul-kun." She whispered…

And what freaked Soul out the most… Mitsuki Yunai completely disappeared from where she was…

The only sound was the ringing of her voice that was still echoing in Soul's head.

"Goodbye then, Soul-kun."

Oh god, I'm an evil person… ANOTHER CLIFFHANGER!! (kinda) But, let me give you the heads up now… Makka's little secret won't be revealed just yet! Maybe in a few more chappys thou:D

HAPPY V-DAY TO ALL :) Good luck with the ones you love ;)

Next time:

The twins had nowhere to go… Why would they leave?

And then, the genius answer hit him…

Wasn't Soul the one that said he didn't need her? Wasn't he the one that basically told her that she was nothing but a barrier between Makka and himself…? So maybe he didn't say it in those exact words, the intention was the same.

Soul felt like slapping himself, but reconsidered, after all, it wasn't a "cool" idea.