Crimzon: Hiya peoples. Sorry to leave ya in suspense!

Alex: You're not sorry.

Crimzon: Yeeeeaaaah im not haha. Anyways please R&R AND ENJOY. I OWN NOTHING!

~General POV~

The Death Room grew silent as Kid and Lord Death tried to comprehend what the young weapon had said.

"W-What did you just say?" questioned Kid. Soul looked at him with far away eyes. This isnt the Soul I know. Was all Kid could think.

"I said I'm leaving Shibusen, end of story." He stated bluntly.

"Yes I understand that, but why?" asked Kid, this time more frantic.

"I have my reasons." He then turned to Shinigami-sama, waiting for him to say something.

"Are you sure about this, Soul?" asked Lord Death. Soul merely nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets as he turned and began to make his way out of the Death Room. "Well, alright. I'll just have to run it by Maka first."

"What? Why?" questioned Soul as he turned back around.

"Well, I need both the Weapon and Meister to request new partners. Once that's done, you may leave." Soul threw him a glare and Kid noticed a hint of yellow in his eyes but that quickly vanished. Without another word, Soul sighed and left the Death Room.

~Kathleen's POV~

We stayed with Maka in the infermary, just to make sure that nothing else would go wrong. Liz and Patty stopped by for a moment to see how she was doing, but soon left.

"You feeling better, Maka?" I asked. She nodded with a smile, but it seemed forced. She was probably thinking back to the events from earlier tonight. I never realized his persnality would change so much. But, why? He should still be the same, unless . . .

"What happened to Soul?" I heard Maka mumble quietly. It hurt to see her like this. From when I first met her, she was always happy and energetic. Now, she looked broken. I glanced over to Alex, silently asking if we should tell her why Soul's personality changed so much, but when I saw him shake his head, I thought, hasn't she gone through enough?

"I uh, I don't know, Maka." Was all I was able to say. Everything was silent for a moment until I sensed someone coming this way. I stood up and stared at the doorway and there he stood.

"Speak of the Devil," Alex murmured sarcastically.

"S-Soul."

"Hey, Maka . . ." I looked from Maka to Soul and back to Maka, wondering if I should tell him leave. "Can I talk with you?" He looked over to Alex. He nodded and walked out of the room with Soul in tow.

~Alexander's POV~

At the moment, I had no clue what Soul wanted to talk with me for. We walked down the hallway in silence, waiting for him to speak up. Once we were at the end of the hall, he turned to me.

"You have the ability to mess with a person's thoughts, right?"

"Yeah . . ." I didn't like where this conversation was headed.

"I need you to do something for me. I need you to make Maka hate me," he said. I stared at him with wide eyes.

"Why would I do such a thing?" I asked, still in shock. "No, the real question is, why do you want me to do something like that to Maka?" He stayed silent. He put his hands in his pockets and looked down at the ground, face covered in shadow.

"It'll be better for her." Was all he said without his voice cracking. I sighed and placed my hand on his shoulder.

"You love her, don't you?" I felt him tense up and he looked up at me, eyes glowing a bright yellow. "And you also hunger her blood."

"How do you control yourself around Kathleen?" His question caught me off guard.

"I cant tell you. You need to learn how yourself." I said as I brought my hand back and put it in my pocket. I smiled and then walked back to the infermary. Before I walked any father, I said one last thing. "Besides, even if I could mess with her mind, I wouldn't be able to change the way she feels for you."

~General POV~

Once Alexander made it back, he decided that keeping things from Maka was not going to help. He told her what Soul had requested from him.

"What?" gasped Kathleen. Maka kept quiet . . . speechless. Before anyone could say anything more, Soul came in through the door. He threw a look at Alexander that caused him to grin and he walked over to Kathleen and dragged her out by the arm. They closed the door behind them and Soul and Maka were alone once again.

"Soul . . . why would you . . ." Soul, I mere seconds, sped over to Maka and hugged her. She was in shock.

"I don't want you getting hurt, Maka. Especially by my hand," his voice shook with every word. He was having a difficult time trying to keep his control. Being this close to her was literally hurting him. Maka could tell and right when he was about to back away, she kept her grip on him. "Maka . . . what are you doing?"

"It's ok." Was all she said. She then dug her face into his shoulder. Soul knew what she was talking about and that she had given him permission for this. His jaw clenched and a tear slipped passed his eye. He pulled away the neck line of her shirt and with a slight bit of hesitation, bit down. Maka let out a gasp and gripped his jacket tighter.

~Kathleen's POV~

Alex and I were both outside and it didn't take long for the scent to hit me. I panicked a moment until Alex's hand on my shoulder stopped me.

"She's fine," he said. I looked up at him, worry all over my face.

"You knew that Soul wasn't going to be able to control it any longer."

"Well no, but I knew that Maka wasn't going to make it easy on him. She is a lot like you when you first became my meister." I blushed at his comment and leaned into him. Maybe this is how it's meant to happen, but still, I couldn't shake the feeling that this fight was still not over.

Crimzon: It's short, but it's something. I think that there are about three more chapter left to type and then this is over . . . but then again, im not too sure.

Kathleen: When are you ever sure.

Crimzon: . . . . not sure. Anyways, please review and maybe the next chapter will be updated a lot quicker.