DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN SOUL NOR SHALL I EVER OWN IT.

Soul refused to let Maka out of his sights as the months went by. The group still feared Rika would return for her revenge but other than that things seemed to return to normal. Maka was slowly regaining her loss memory and Crona, Blair, Eruka, Mifune and Angela had come to Death City to teach and work.

"Hey Maka, I'm hungry." Soul called from his spot on the couch as he thumbed through a music catalogue.

"Good for you." Maka yelled back from her room as she put away the day's laundry. Soul growled lightly as he lowered the magazine.

"Fix me dinner woman it's your turn." He exclaimed refusing to leave the comfort of his spot. Maka crumbled up her panties as a vain popped on her forehead.

"Last I checked you had two perfectly working legs Evans." She growled. Soul flinched as he lowered himself on the couch. You never wanted to piss off Maka and lately he had been doing just that. Maybe he could order out, that should make her happy? Just as he was contemplating the latest idea the phone rang.

"Soul get the phone I'm busy." Maka called out as her weapon was already headed for the old fashion object.

"Yeah, yeah. Albarn and Eater residence Soul speaking." He recited bordly.

"YAHOO, YOUR GOD COMMANDS YOU AND FLAT CHEST TO PLAY BASKETBALL RIGHT NOW!" Blackstar yelled as Soul held the receiver far from his ear. Seriously he had busted eardrums now.

"So not cool Blackstar, it's late in the afternoon, practically dark out." Soul stated as he glanced out the window towards the laughing moon.

"Come on Soul, one game won't kill ya. Even Kid's coming." Blackstar said. Soul sighed as Maka walked into the room shooting him a curious glance.

"Maka, lord dumbass wants us to play basketball, wanna go?" Soul asked as he heard a vague 'Hey' on the other end.

"He realizes its dark out…right?" Maka asked as she took a seat on the couch. At Soul's nod Maka shrugged leaving the choice up to him.

"If it shuts you up we'll go." Soul claimed in defeat as his friend laughed and hung up.

Maka and Soul fell to the ground exhausted as the eighth game of Basketball began without them. They had been playing for six straight hours and Blackstar and Kid refused to let them return home. Even Tsubaki and the twins; who were forced to play, were down on energy. Maka finally stood and began walking from the small court.

"Yo, tiny tits where are you off to?" Soul inquired as he watched her walk off.

"I'm going home, unlike you I don't listen to false gods." She snapped suppressing a yawn.

"But Kid really is a god, and he has a gun; two to be precise and I've already been shot by one before." Soul argued.

"Good for you but its Blackstar who's ordering us to stay put." Maka explained before running off from the albino's sight. An hour past as Soul was forced to take over for Tsubaki. As the group continued their final game Soul glanced up and noticed the blood running from the laughing moons face. Normally this wouldn't matter to the young scythe but just seconds before his link with his miester had disappeared.

"Guy's something's wrong, I have to find Maka, Now!" he yelled running back towards the apartment. By the time the small group had arrived at the scene everything was trashed. Soul darted through the rooms calling for the pigtailed miester. Patty noticed something slimy and red next to her and quickly grabbed her sister's sleeve.

"Hey big sis, is that blood?" Patty asked shoving a finger towards the red liquid. Liz shrieked drawing everyone's attention to her. Soul snarled as he followed the blood to a message written higher on the wall. Maka had been kidnapped by Rika.