Ja ehkä minulta jäi sittenkin jotain näkemättä sillä miten joku olisi voinut huomata sinun pikku huolesi joka kasvoi ja siitä kehittyi pieni maailma jossa sinä nyt elät.

Sinä joka olit kaikista pelokkain sait viimeinkin vastauksen josta pidit mutta se mitä se maksoi minulle, sain tietää vasta myöhemmin.

Oletko koskaan tullut ajatelleeksi sitä?


The land of Morna.

Chapter 4.

It had been three days after the incident. Maka walked on the slick tiles of the floor. She had just come out of shower and looked slightly off. The water puddles on the ground made splashing sounds when she stepped on them to reach her towel.

In the end, her release from the infirmary had nothing to do with her hurting back and bruised leg but a certain thing that attracted way too much attention if she had anything to say for it.

"So in other words I'm being observed because I have a stupid tattoo that, for the thousandth time, I didn't get! I don't waste money on tattoos. " Maka answered Stein once again, being very annoyed. Although she knew exactly who the tattoo was from, she was quite reluctant to let it go public. Maka really was getting the hang of lying to people.

"I know it's dumb but your demeanor has been weird. Ever heard of pagans? They like to worship their gods with those…or that's what I've heard." Stein said and handed Maka a pen so that she could sign the pact to agree to their little observation session. Well it would last only about a month so it wasn't going to be problem.

Maka had been in the infirmary for about a day when Stein got the idea to do a full body check on her. That's when he found the tattoo too. Well she herself wasn't injured that badly so that's why they were going to let her go home today. Soul was probably very worried, Maka sighed and scribbled her signature onto the blasted piece of paper.

"Is this good?"

"Yeah. I'll inform you the results at the end of this month. Trust me Maka I know when insanity is taking a place in one's soul." The professor offered her a knowing smile, being one of the most affected by Asura's insanity.

The girl put the towel around herself and walked out of the bathroom. The shower had moistened the windows and mirrors but Maka was partly glad for that. She really didn't want to see her face right now.

"Ah! Maka-chan do you eat your pumpkin pie cold or warm?" Blair asked and stepped into sight in front of the oven where she had been squatting.

"Warm thank you." Maka answered and walked over to her room as fast as she could. The drift was making her get goosebumps. If Soul saw her he would probably give her a tirade and right now Maka wanted be alone for a while. She closed the door behind herself with a click and strode to the wardrobe.

"I've never needed one of those." A nonchalant voice said above Maka, right behind her.

"You!" Maka hissed with venom. She had been right about to take the towel off, thank god she didn't. A cold hand went up her tight before she even registered but instead of touching the place where most men would (and she expected him to be that most), it didn't even go near and skipped to her side - fingers closing on to her dreaded secret.

His palm was on top of the wound that should've killed her on that fateful night…

"Ironic isn't this? It's like you've made a pact with a demon that gets your souls when the contract is finished." Asura laughed and his other hand hugged her by waist and he rested his head on hers. Maka didn't really lean into the contact.

"So you say I'll lose my soul in the end?" Maka asked and Asura smirked. She felt his cheeks go up and muscles go taut.

"You don't sound scared. Why?"

Maka didn't answer to that. She had plans for the future. Follow in the footsteps of her mother, make Soul a death scythe, be praised and acknowledged by Shinigami-sama, become stronger than anyone…

Why was it that all of that seemed to be just a dream now?

"Let me go." Maka said sternly and yanked herself off and the man let go quite happily. He hated those who didn't have any fear. It made him jealous and jealousy was no good. Especially with humans.

"Turn around!" Maka shouted, irritated by the man's lack of moral even though he wasn't watching her. This seemed to tick the other off.

"Why should I? You belong to me after all." Asura smirked and earned a scorn worth praise. He sat on Maka's bed that made creaking sound and had his eyes glued on the girl. However, Maka could see that it wasn't a stare of interest or whatever the men looked like when they saw a naked woman. He just wanted to defy her like some fucking five-year-old kid

"Why do I get the impression that you're not a pervert even though you want to watch me?" Maka asked while opening the wardrobe. The smell of wood hit her nostrils and she exhaled.

"Who knows…Maybe I just like to know my possession fully?" Asura played with the thought. Maka however was quite smart and used the door of the wardrobe as a cover. The towel dropped to the floor quietly and Asura turned away. He did think something of dignity after all.


"Blair, is Maka home?" Soul asked when coming in from the front door. He had seen his meister in the infirmary and she hadn't looked good. Well her face didn't look good. If Soul had something to say, it would be that Maka was sad about something.

"Maka-chan's in her room. Cold or warm, Soul?" Blair asked while eating a pumpkin pie.

"Uh…Cold?" it became a question and he raised his eyebrow in confusion until a smell came from the kitchen. "Um Blair! Let me change that to warm!"

"Sure!" The pumpkin pie had been just taken out of the oven after all. Soul walked to Maka's door and knocked.

"Blair?"

"No it's me."

The room was quiet for a while then Soul heard footsteps coming closer and closer until he could see their shadow below the door. The door opened and revealed Maka who had taken her pigtails off, leaving her hair to fall down. She was wearing her pajamas.

"Where were you?" Maka asked with little melancholy. Scratch that, she didn't want to be alone at all. Before Maka knew Soul hugged her tightly.

"I'm here partner." he said calculatingly and Maka was first dumbfounded.

"Soul what are you doing?" She asked her voice wavering a bit. No she wouldn't cry! Maka had promised to herself she wouldn't cry over little things like this. She remembered her promise to the Kishin after all. There was no reason to shed salty water. She was so weak...

"Don't worry you can let it out on me. I listen." Soul said again and this time Maka couldn't hold the tears back. She clutched Soul as if he was her life line and sobbed hard. She didn't want this! Any of this! She should've died there at that graveyard instead of being saved by that…that monster! Now he owned her life, she had an owner and she didn't want one…she wanted to be free again.

"Soul, I'm so sorry! So sorry…" Maka sobbed at Soul's chest and buried herself on his scent. Soul smiled a little and knowingly. It lasted a few minutes then after Maka had calmed down, her face still red Soul gave her his grin and took Maka's hand. Dragging her to the dinner table, he cut her a piece of the pie.

Blair smiled, one corridor away from the two teenagers but she had to wonder…

Who could make Maka Albarn as fearful as that?


Stein looked through the patient file that had a familiar name on it. The computer was open in front of him and he was doing work as Marie slept peacefully on his couch.

´There's something fishy about this…´ Stein frowned but went stiff after sensing the all too familiar wavelength; even hiding it made it glow like a diamond. The shadows in the room twisted and insanity was present as the ever knowing witch stepped out from her hiding place with her snakes.

"Good evening Stein." Medusa smiled sickly and was hugging the professor from behind all too soon. "Another experiment?" she purred and traced the cuts on the professor's skin.

Stein didn't answer but scowled, "What are you doing here?"

"Came to say hello to my lover of course." she laughed and created a nasty look towards Marie.

"Stop doing that. She's not going to steal me and you know it." Stein said sternly. The snake witch seemed content with the reply but seemed to take another interest in the file in front of her lover.

"What's this? Are you trying to take that obnoxious girl apart and drag her insides out? Marvelous if I might add."

Stein didn't even want to suppress a grimace at that. Scalpels were not the thing in his mind now and for a few moments, he didn't want to take apart anyone else than the obnoxious witch.

"Since you bothered to come here you might as well answer me." Stein turned to Medusa but was interrupted when she crashed their lips together. The chair turned completely around and the witch woman climbed on Stein's lap, arms still over Stein's head. The scientist didn't take that too well and was about to shout at the other when Marie stirred a little.

Medusa was a quiet kisser that hardly made any noise other than rustling clothing and Stein did notice how his hand strayed onto her hips as she wriggled up and up until she bit his forehead. He pushed her away.

"Awkward..." Stein said as they stopped and flung his head back, checking that Marie hadn't woken up. Medusa was however busy with something else. She wasn't being distressed to be sitting on Stein's lap at all and in fact, seemed quite comfortable but her eyes were on the student file and narrowed with suspicion.

"Why does the girl need to be supervised?" Medusa asked with growing incredulously.

"Because this and that happened."

"As…?"

Stein sighed in frustration and moved to look the file. It didn't seem like the witch would attack at any moment but you had to be careful with snakes. "She has a tattoo of Kishin's tree eyes on her side."

Medusa's eyes widened and she resumed reading Maka's files. After a while a sick smile spread across her face.

"Of course why didn't I think about it…?" came a whisper, raw but strong - torn from Medusa's throat. Stein didn't like the gleam in the mad woman's eyes and quickly shut the file making a few reports fall down to the floor. Medusa used her agility to jump before Stein had the chance to grab her again. A mad chuckle echoed among the walls of the professor's apartment.

"What do you know?" Stein spat in agitation and Marie stirred, now almost awake.

"Stein what are you- A witch!" Marie shouted and fell from the couch. She didn't transform to tonfa since using her in this lab would cause significant damage. Marie's thoughts were broken when that disgustingly sweet voice spoke with so much anticipation.

"I had no idea he could do that…Oh know the joy since the Kishin has chosen Grigori!" Medusa laughed and disappeared in a heap of snakes and the shadows were normal again. They were left in an heavy atmosphere with suspicion and uncomfortable feelings. ´Did she just say…has chosen

"Stein what did you talk about?" Marie asked gently but when Stein seemed to not take any notice. Her smile wavered a bit and she squeezed her arm. "Why was she here?"

"We need to speak with Shinigami-sama. This is much more serious than madness…" His interruption didn't make her feel any better and Marie nodded sadly.


Ja sinä olit siinä ja minä muistan sinun valkoisen tukkasi.

Muistan sen paremmin, kun ajattelen sitä päivää jona tapasimme.

Kiitos kaikesta minun rakas ystäväni mutta joudun sanomaan hyvästit.


First I would like to apologize for I have not updated this fic too well. I have no excuses except that now I would be happy if someone told me a good angst fic. I want to get back into the mood fully. (´д`)

And to me Asura's no pervert. No heavens no!

And btw, those poems (if you like them…) are coming out every third chapter.