Already on the fifth chapter? Maybe I should slow down for my health _ But if it makes everyone to read these I will try my best to balance both. xXEmberthehedgehogXx and Lukashi you guys are getting another shout out for inspiring me so...and the people who are writing Dragon Soul Eater Stories...I love them.

I also wanted to clarify the ages and time line of this fic. Because Honestly I should've done this in the first chapter. I altered the time line to fit this because of some the events I and dialogue I put in this story. Especially Soul. I had him and Maka meet when they were around sixteen or seventeen to fit the profile that he was a bit of skirt chaser and when he saw a pair of big boobs, yes did have th e urge to get a nosebleed but he had the ability to do something about it *SEX* Also Liz, I always pegged her for looking older than she was. You know that girl in your class who looks like she is 18 and keeps to herself a lot. That is Liz in my opinion and I know she is referred to the eldest Thompson sister but I think they were put in a abusive foster care together with the name "Thompson" and when they ran away they kept the name. So patty might have been like...7 and Liz like 9 or 10. This is my theory of that. Okay I'm talking too much

Hope you enjoy

Soul had received a package this morning. His...I guess you could call it a uniform to wear. A long smoky black cloak with a skull. The old version on death's mask kind of skull was a pendant in the middle. A pitch black T-shirt with thick white thread was stitched up the middle as the sleeves covered half of his upper arm. A dark purple scarf was wrapped around his old red jeans. His old yellow shoes still fit as he tied the laces. Soul had also taken the liberty of putting white wraps on his arms and black head band with his EAT pin on it. Liz looked him up and down and circled him, her hand rubbing her chin like she was stroking a beard.

"Well you look like one of Death's guardians, scary and bad ass as fuck" Liz grinned and watched as Soul strapped a small pack to his leg. "Where you going? It's daylight on a Saturday which means no school!" Liz crossed her arms. Soul stood up and headed into the kitchen without answering and packed a small lunch then went back to the living area.

"The witch came yesterday. I need to watch over Maka in case she comes today as well" Soul opened the sliding door to the balcony. Liz raised an eyebrow when he perched on the railing before she caught on.

"Soul...the door is that way" Liz pointed to the front door. Soul merely grinned before jumping off the railing. She lurched forward to grab him but her fingers only skimmed the edge of the cloak. Liz shut her eyes as he plummeted towards the ground. Liz heard a howling laughter as he flipped around in the air and used the cloak to slow his fall at an incredible rate. His feet connected to a tiled roof and immediately he started to run. Soul hopped over gaps from building to building. Hoping to god he wasn't attracting any attention from below. But by some miracle there had been a festival today. For a moment he feared Maka may have decided to attend but he remember that it was usually him dragging her out of the house to attend before she would get all excited. Soul ran along the roof tops until he reached the apartment. Slightly out of breath as he sat on top of the opposite building's roof and watched her through the window of her room. A goofy grin spread across his face when Maka tried to reach a fallen pencil from her bed and toppled over. If he in there he would've made fun of her a little before getting a plaster to cover any scraps. Seven months in the ground must've made him a tad soft on his meister and best friend. Or it could've been the fact he loved her more than anything in existence. He watched her continuously but soon felt his eyes droop from the afternoon heat and took a nap at one point, just as she did. When he awoke he heard the door of the apartment building closing and peeked a lazy eye to see Maka leaving. Soul carefully manoeuvred to his feet and across roof tops, being cautious to not draw attention. He was absolutely giddy as he jumped across wide gaps and followed her. That is until he saw the same woman from yesterday in a black jacket. Right next to Maka. Soul growled and pulled up his hood and jumped down into the nearest Alleyway closest to Maka. His fingers a tad antsy as he waited for her to pass. when Maka walked past him with bags full of groceries he grabbed her and snuck into the shadows. Pulling the fighting Meister into the safety of the shadows of the alley.

Maka fought against him, unable to see his face and his hand over her mouth she feared the worst. Maka struggled against her captor until he placed a finger to his lips and shushed her. The nerve! He shushed her when he was kidnapping her. Maka bit his hand but it remained there as he hissed in pain. Her groceries were on the ground and one of the bags was torn. He held her tighter to his frame and breathed carefully. Maka watched a woman in a black jacket go by and recognized her face. The last witch she faced down. The one who killed her partner was in Death City. Maka felt frozen, cold to the whole world. Her mind was gone from her body and couldn't process anything for a few moments. The dreaded night flashed before her eyes, replaying the horrible memories like a nightmare. She didn't even notice when the person behind her released her.

Maka had felt so good against him, his tiny meister being protected by him. He liked it, he liked it a lot. Soul almost wanted to say something to her in his natural voice. He was going to until Azusa walked past the alley not noticing them. He had let her go but she remained unmoving. Tiny tears had pricked her eyes and he felt like he swimming in guilt. He pulled his hood down over his eyes and twisted around to her. When Maka finally registered someone was in front of her and that she was free Soul placed a gentle kiss on her. Maka almost punched him but when she blinked he wasn't in front of her. He was quickly scaling the building and hopping on the roof. Maka balled up her fists and wanted to scream. The man who pulled her into the alley just kissed her without consent. A loud explosion was heard a few a blocks away as Maka was scooping up her items. Stuffing the two bags from items the third ripped on. Maka hurried towards the sounds.

Pieces that once used to be the road and side walk were everywhere. Littering the torn up ground and embedded in some of the nearby buildings. Soul had found her in the apartment, waiting for Maka as a sick twisted surprise. He had kicked her out. Quite literally and created a huge hole in the living room wall. Now he was faced with the task of sending her off or killing her. Hopefully killing her. Soul could only dodge her attacks as the woman had forced a nearby weapon to transform of synchronize souls. Unfortunately for Soul the weapon ball and chain. A spiked ball and chain and specialized in distance attacks. The weapon apologized and explained she was unable to transform back, her weapon partner was unconscious and being tended by other people. Soul gritted his shark like teeth. If he harmed the weapon he would be harming an innocent person. Not like the witch wasn't already doing that. When Azusa yanked the ball back she would kick it in the direction she wanted and missed the spikes. Soul jumped high in the air, dodging again. The brick and stone splintered away from the ground. Azusa cackled and rushed forward, a purple electrifying glow came from her free hand. She swiped at him, Soul swiftly moved to side several times when she repeated the act. He spotted an opening and turned his arm into a scythe and slashed at her face then kicked her in the stomach sending her flying backwards. His arm returned to normal and he observed her. A deep cut went from her right eye to her left breast. She smiled with her cut open mouth and licked her thumb with the split tongue. Azusa ran her thumb down from eyes along the cut. The wound healing and only left a smug of red. Soul cursed under his breath as she laughed. Soul didn't notice the weapon she was controlling move. The chain wrapped around his back and thrusted him forward towards the witch. The weapon girl sobbed an apology. Soul guarded himself with his two arm scythes, blocking his chest from her plunging attacks.

"Getting pretty bold, coming her twice. No wait this is your third visit right? Your first one didn't go as well as you hoped did it?" Soul hissed. Azusa smiled, like she was flirting with him.

"Doing some research were we? Well don't worry I did some on you as well," Azusa pressed her forehead to his pushing against him. "Soul 'Eater' Evans, you are a rich boy aren't cha? Pretty handsome as well not to mention powerful. You are everything what a young woman wants in a man. Join me and I'll give you whatever you desire!" She leaned her head into him. Soul brought his back then smacked it right into hers. The witch howls and he slipped out of the chains grip. He then grabbed the linking metal and ripped the female weapon out from the witch's grip.

"Don't take this the wrong way" He yelled and swung the weapon in a full circle before tossing her far away from the battle. Soul pulled the hood down a little more and wiped the sweat from his face. He wasn't used to fighting by himself, he was amazed Maka could do this and use a scythe at the same time. Soul felt the witch move past him and whipped around to see why and there he saw her again. Maka was standing among the people. Soul chased after her and grabbed her arm and whipped her into the hole that had been created in the apartment. Without a second thought he picked up Maka and swung her onto his back. Keeping his hood safely tucked over his head he heard the crashing sound behind him. Letting him know the witch was gaining on them. His feet moved faster from under concrete. Something spotted his eye. A Mirror, which was perfect because it was a big one as well. With a quick breath he wrote in the number Death had told him to use as a portal. "84" Soul plunged himself and Maka into the liquid like portal of the mirror and leapt through into the Death room. Soul panted and let Maka off his back.

The first thing he felt was the Grim reaper slamming a chop into him. Maka was confused by everything. First the witch then the stranger picking her up and jumping through a mirror.

"What do you think you are doing?" Death asked Soul who was currently on the ground. "I said you were not allowed to reveal your identity to her or she would be in grave danger!" Death dealt another chop to Soul's head when he tried to sit up "No, stay down there! I'm not done yelling at you yet"

"Lord Death what is going on? I saw the witch who killed Soul in Death City and my apartment destroyed. Then this guy comes out of nowhere, kidnaps me and then takes me here!" Maka pointed at Soul, still not knowing it was her late partner. Death looked from Maka to Soul who was now standing and straighten the hood over the majority of his face.

"I see so you didn't violate that rule, very clever use of that hood. And in answer to your question Maka. You are being hunted down by a witch. I didn't want to tell you because I thought if you knew it would put you at a greater risk but it seems this witch is trickier than I expected. You will have to be put in immediate protect by Kid." Maka still looked lost and looked at the hooded figure "As for you! Find that Witch and kill her!" Soul motion Death to come closer so he could speak in his ear.

"Lord Death I'm not that good of a fighter without a Meister. Maybe now would be a good time to tell her" He motioned towards Maka. Lord death Reaper chopped him and yelled at him, saying it would make things worse. As this happened, Kid burst in with Patty, holding hands but he was tugging her along.

"Father the same witch has been spotted battling a strange man again! She has fled out of Death City for the time being but she will return...Who is he?" Kid pointed at Soul.

"Ah, Kiddo Perfect timing as usual. We are putting Maka under protection, her soul is being hunted," Maka looked like she was being physically hurt by the word 'soul' The scythe noticed this, he wanted to reach out using his wavelength and sooth her. "Go back to her apartment and let her grab as much as she can and return home in guest room. I have business with my guardian I need to attend to" He motioned Kid and Maka to leave. Kid was wide eyed and stared at the guy, curious of what made him so powerful.

"Kid, I'm gonna use my soul perception to peek at the guardian" The young reaper snapped his attention to the Meister. He noticed the mischievous smile on her face. Something that had been dead for some time. But like some things. It had been resurrected for a purpose. Maka looked back and called upon her gift to peek at the mystery saviour and kiss thief's soul.

Maka almost fell over when she was hit with a wave a power. Death was preventing her from looking. Kid noticed it as well and guided Maka to the door. But when she looked back she almost gasped. The man had pulled back his hood and revealed snowy white hair. He looked back and with all the puzzling questions and mystery buzzing in her head. A shark toothed grin with scarlet flickering eyes looked back at her for a moment before turning back to Lord Death who hadn't notice his little act of rebelliousness.

Maka was on the bed they had provided her. Kid had been in the room moments ago telling her to get some rest and that she has had a stressful day. Really it was just the late afternoon, I was perfect happy in the morning Maka thought to herself That guy...the guardian. He looked exactly like Soul from far away. Lord Death did say he wasn't allowed to reveal his identity to me...and the grave and motorcycle...Maka don't be silly, Soul can't be alive. Not even Lord Death could do that...right?...although Stein did turn Sid into a zombie...GAHH Maka thrusted a pillow into her face. Groaning as questions bubbled in her mind. Who was this person that saved her today? Why the hell did he kiss her? The last one kind of pissed her off but when he threw her onto his back something felt strangely familiar. Like it had happened before she just didn't know when. Did Soul ever give her a piggy back? Maka hugged the pillow, the thought of her lost partner was like a stab to her chest as she fell asleep. After she was fast asleep her bedroom window slowly opened and Soul crept inside with a small piece of paper. He smiled at Maka and rolled her over to her side and pushed back her hair on her neck. The slip of paper had a very small black seal of a Shimigami's skull and contained a spell to hide Maka's soul. He pressed it to back of her neck so it would be not so noticeable for the first 24 hours the ink was on her skin for. He waited a moment before peeling it away. The mark was now on her neck and gone from the white paper. He stared at her, feeling slightly like a creep for sneaking into her room. His will power faded and Soul leaned his head down and kissed her roughly. Slipping his tongue past her lips and finally tasted the love of his life. He was more than surprised when two hands lazily wrapped around his neck, pulling him a little closer and her tongue fought back with him sleepily. Soul swore he was gonna lose it soon.

"Soul!" A woman hissed. Soul immediately pulled away to find Liz standing there with her arms crossed and glaring at him. "The hell, what if you woke her up?" Liz hissed and grabbed his collar.

"Maka is like a rock when she sleeps!" Soul laughed nervously. Liz glared at him before he sighed "I really couldn't help myself. She just looked way too...cute."He used a word he never ever used. He would've said sexy if it fit but Maka just looked adorable on the bed hugging a pillow. Pig tails askew and cheeks flushed. Liz rolled her eyes again and shoved Soul towards the window. Soul grunted and slipped out the window. Contrary to what Soul said, as soon as the eldest Thompson sister shut the window Maka woke up a little startled. Liz looked over at her a little nervous and flipped the lock on the window.

"I was just checking your window, I figured I should check if it was locked" Liz smiled and went to the door. Maka clench a fist, noticing a strand of silver hair.

"Liz you aren't...Hiding anything from everybody are you?" Maka asked. Liz paused for a moment.

"No" She answered and left, not even looking the Meister in the face.

One more shout out to WouldBeSelf for Pming me saying this was her favorite story. Thank you for stroking my ego. I love when people do this I write faster. Like I did right now...I just...I don't even know what happened I just started writing the fifth one right after I submitted the fourth and then this just happened...I thinking of Maka finding out Soul is alive due to stuff in the next chapter and then lemon in the one after it. I don't wanna hurry and end it because I've had a lot of fun writing this and even though it isn't that popular I want my readers to enjoy this. Thank you for reading and please leave a review

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