Here's the next chapter. I feel kinda bad about the whole cliffhanger in every chapter so this one will be longer and hopefully interesting. I feel re~ally tired for some reason so there might be mistakes. If so, ignore them.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC's and the plot. The rest belongs to its owner.

Also, in the last few chapters I wrote it in third-person before I realized that this was supposed to be first-person. Alright enjoy and review please.

Dedicated to LonelyZoner for the help of defeating the writers block.

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~Emi P.O.V.~

That. Was. Horrible. I can't believe it. I was stuck in my soul for who knows how long by my crazy psychotic sister and I was saved by two friends whom I haven't seen in 11 years. Not one of my best days. Almost as bad as my first day at Shibusen…….

Shibusen.

Oh yeah. I refuse to think about the school. While I was cooped up in that hell hole, I came to thinking. Why am I there? Because I was forced to attend by people who could care less about me?

No.

I have no desire to stay. Of course, I would be leaving Kid but I think that would be better than dying. Much better. I would live.

Well, that was ironic? What I'm sure of is that I was on the floor then was hugged by Amaya and Ker, then…Kid was gonna say something.

Yeah I was right. Kid was taking. "Emi should be resting. Being outside could be hazardous to her health." Damn, he sounds like he actually cares.

"It'd be a good idea for all of us to get some rest considering the day's activities." Kid suggested while walking up to me and holding out a hand.

I hesitantly took it and wobbled slightly as he pulled me up. "Good idea. I take it you'll take care of her?" Amaya smiled smugly at me. That bitch, she's doing this one purpose. Well, two can play at this.

'Well, guess what. I've decided to drop out of Shibusen.' Amaya's face fell and she stared at me like I was dead. Before she could respond to my decision Kid pulled on my shoulder.

"Yes. I will." He pulled me towards the school while the different people waved bye or stared at me hurt. Well, I didn't expect that last one.

Kid didn't say anything while he led me through the many hallways of the massive school. How far is the freakin infirmary from the door?

Kid looks like he's debating something with himself. I don't know what but it looks serious. Hope it's nothing about me. Oh, who am I kidding, it's totally about me.

Finally after such an awkward silence and walking we reached the damn infirmary, which was empty. Wait. What time is it…?

What? No clock? Very smart set up. "What did you tell Amaya?" Kid's serious tone snapped me out of my little rant.

I looked at him feigning confusion. Hopefully he buys it. He quirked an eyebrow at my lie. Nope, he didn't. Amaya did tell me I couldn't act for my life.

"She looked hurt. What was it?" He asked, more like demanded, as I shakily sat down on the side of the bed. I shifted my gaze, not meeting his piercing gaze. No seriously, I could feel it. Creepy.

"Nothing important." I mumbled playing with the sheets on the pure white bed. It looked very calming for some reason. I dared a glance at him; I looked up from behind my bangs, which had grown longer. He looks a bit confused and a bit disappointed.

"Does it have something to do with Shibusen?" His voice was softer than before. I shook my head, in fear of my voice failing me. When he said that, something clicked and it brought back sad memories.

"Does it have something to do with me?" Now he sounds sad and hurt. 'Crap, no it doesn't. The first guess was right.' Of course I was on the verge of tears so I didn't actually say that. Um, weird? Well, no reason holding it back.

"No. Just…I'm planning on leaving. Shibusen I mean." I sniffed; my voice was cracked a few times. Aw, man. I hung my head in despair and peeked out from under my hair to see his shocked and hurt look.

"You're leaving?!" He asked his voice rose a bit; I could tell he was fighting with himself to keep his voice level. I feel sooo guilty that I made him this mad. Or hurt. I don't know anymore. But my decision stays.

"Yes. It's not you or anyone else. It's just something dealing with my health, ya know?" I explained firmly. I raised my head so I was looking up at him. His face contorted in a mixture of hurt and sorrow but quickly composed himself. He sighed before speaking.

"Health?" He asked me with an expression saying he didn't buy it. I merely nodded; I don't feel like explaining anything. "Why would staying at Shibusen affect your health?"

"Have you ever been injured in a mission?" I countered eyeing him suspiciously. He nodded slowly. "But I recovered." He pointed out bluntly. I sighed exasperated.

"Honestly. You're a Shinigami, of course you recovered. But I'm not, and I have no desire to go through pain that would remind me of them." I hissed the last word, mostly to myself. My reaction startled me, but I didn't care at that moment.

I felt a hand on my shoulder; I looked up and came face-to-face with Kid. He looked worried; like he wanted to help.

"What do you mean?" I rolled my eyes, it was nice he was concerned but I don't know why he would be. "Nothing important." I muttered looking away from him.

"It has to be important if it's affecting your staying here at Shibusen. You can tell me." I could hear his soothing smile (Which would make him look even cuter than he already is), but I…didn't feel like reliving it.

"I know I can. But it's just…" I let out a deep breath and shook my head. Telling him I'm not continuing. I heard him sigh and remove his hand from my shoulder. Well, He didn't have to do that last one.

"If you don't want to tell me, it's fine. But would reconsider you're decision of leaving?" He pleaded, I could see, out of the corner of my eye, his hurt and pleading expression.

I gulped and nodded. He smiled and nodded. "Thank you. Would you like to be alone or--" I shook my head, still not looking at him.

He quirked an eyebrow but nodded. He sat down next to me (Yay) and looked at me. It was nice being this close to him but a bit awkward. But his presence was very calming and nice.

"Hey, Emi?" I twitched but looked at him. He had his head tilted to the side. "Yes?" I asked; a bit concerned with what he was gonna say.

"You're bangs asymmetrical. It's ruining the symmetry! I must fix it." He shot up and searched the room for a pair of scissors, I would think. I sweatdropped and shook my head. That OCD thing could get very annoying.

Well, the silence was nice while it lasted. Kid sighed in disappointment after not finding any scissors. Um…why would there be no scissors in an infirmary?

He sat back down hung his head. "Damn it. The symmetry's ruined. Dammit." He continued his little rant of random depressing words, but I stopped listening. I hung my head wearily. This was not my day.

Kid's shot up and stared at the door, startling me. I almost fell off the bed but caught myself in time. "What's wrong?"

"A pre-kishin's soul." He muttered to himself as he narrowed his eyes and ran over to the door. "Here at Shibusen?" I called as I got up and ran after him. I managed to catch up to him as he got to the door.

He yanked it open and walked outside, I followed close by. Looks like Kid was right, there stood, outlined by darkness, stood a tall and muscular man,

"Looks like I was found out." The pre-kishin said in this low and gruff voice. Its voice had this thick Russian accent, so it was a bit hard to decipher what he said, but it sounded dangerous.

"Who are you?" Kid asked through gritted teeth. I remember Amaya telling me that he and Maka had the Soul Perception so this guy must be powerful.

"I am Ivan. You are the syn of the Shinigami, da?" He had this serious but kind tone, though it didn't really match his appearance.

He stepped out of the darkness, yes it was night-time already, and he looked very demeaning.

He had pure black hair in a crop cut, huge muscular arms and legs, covered by a long sleeved black and white swirled shirt and baggy dark blue pants. His eyes were violet and had this childish innocent look but made him look even creepier.

"Yes, now would you mind telling me why you're here?" Kid spat as I shrunk back behind him. Yes, I was being a coward but if you saw the man you would too.

Ivan took a step forward and Kid stepped back moving his arm back motioning me to get behind him. I happily complied, I clutched onto the back of his jacket and peeked over his shoulder.

"I will be happy to leave you be мальчик if you give the girl to me, da?" Ivan offered, causing Kid to growl in warning. Ivan shook his head and straightened up.

"I am sorry to say if you don't hand the девочка over, I will have to take extreme measures." He warned Kid with this slightly demented smile playing on his lips. I shuddered involuntarily; Kid must have noticed because sighed wearily but kept his composure.

"What extreme measures?" Kid asked, he must be fighting with himself to keep his voice level and calm. Ivan's smile only grew, now the faint light from the candles of the school casted a horror movie worthy shadow on his face.

"Allow me to show you!" Ivan let out a demented and psychotic laugh as he threw his hands to the side then clapped them together. "I will also bring your little friends along!"

His hands became engulfed in green flames that shot out and encircled Kid and me in this huge chamber before it expanded and we were surrounded by darkness.

"Um…What was that?" I asked looking around at the empty space. I walked around and stood by his side as he shrugged. "It reminds me of my soul." I shuddered subconsciously.

"Welcome. To the Void of вмешательство." The gruff voice cried throughout the space we were currently in. Is it me or is this guy using Russian as an excuse not to give us a hint as to what we should expect?

"Um…Kid, do you know what he just said?" I asked sheepishly, looking for any source of life. Yeah, I found nothing, really sad.

"I believe he said this was the 'Void of Intervention'." I nodded, and wandered forward. I heard Kid's footsteps behind me; something tells me this won't be good.

We wandered around for a few minutes before coming upon a huge pedestal. Yes, a pedestal with a little bird on it, a dove I think. It's white so…

"Pew Pew." The dove chirped as it whipped its head side-to-side. Uh huh, I don't feel like being near it anymore. I turned around and started to walk away but I was stopped by Kid's hand on my shoulder.

"Hold on. This isn't a normal bird." I looked over my shoulder at the little white birdie just perched on the pedestal. "Honestly?" I questioned looking from Kid to the birdie. He nodded.

"It's a pre-kishin. I can see its soul." I looked at him then focused on the bird. A pre-kishin, that little bird? I've seen enough that I actually believe him.

"If it's a pre-kishin…Why is it just…there?" I countered crossing my arms, not from anger or anything, just boredom. Kid shrugged and eyed it suspiciously. It's little head whipped towards us and froze.

"Pew, Dissection, Pew." Kid and I froze and stared at incredulously. It's like a mini Stein-Sensei, holy shit, if it's anything like the real Stein, we're screwed.

"Um…Kid?" I asked as I slowly started to retreat, Kid took a few steps back and nodded. "Yes?"

"Did you hear that?" I asked. "Yes." He answered. "Does it remind you of anyone?" I mused; staring at the little Stein. He nodded.

"Well, I'm gonna go now. It's starting to freak me out." I laughed nervously as I turned and walked away quickly. Kid jogged up next to me and put a hand on my shoulder, probably to make sure I don't disappear or get killed.

"Pew, Where are you going, Pew?" I froze mid-step, Kid twitched and whipped around. I looked over my shoulder to find the bird perched on a branch of this massive tree…Wait, where'd the tree come from?

"Away from you." I answered nonchalantly, gaining a weird look from Kid, which I shrugged off. I got used to those looks from being partnered up with Amaya.

"Pew, Why, Pew. Pew, I just want to kill you, Pew." I quirked an eyebrow and scoffed. Like I haven't heard that before.

"Ok." The bird's little eyes showed confusion as did Kid. Whatever, I could care less.

"You are very brave, девочка. You are not afraid of facing death." The same gruff voice belonging to Ivan chuckled lightly as the bird spiraled into the crazy Russian man.

"Yeah. I get enough death threats from my sister."

"I see. Very interesting. But here you both are at a disadvantage." Kid and both looked at him, he continued, ignoring out looks. "You have no outside help, only from your little friends who are currently fighting for their lives."

"What?" I asked leaning forward. He smirked but chuckled before continuing; "Those people with you earlier. I am sure you remember then, da?" I narrowed my eyes and shook my head; Kid took over and spoke;

"Where are they?" Kid demanded, Ivan just smiled his demented smile and laughed manically. "Somewhere. You all must fight your way to each see each other." Something tells me he's enjoying his little power trip.

"Which does remind me, here is your fight." Ivan held his hand out, palm up, as thousands of strings shot out and into the 'air' and shot towards us. Kid grabbed my wrists and pulled me out of the way. "Ack, what the hell!" I hissed to myself as Kid pulled me away from the psycho.

"I don't know but we need to run, he was right. We're at a disadvantage here." I nodded and peeked over my shoulder to see the man smiling dementedly before disappearing with some finally words;

"You may run, девочка, I will get you for Miss." Miss? The hell is that? I'll worry about that later. Now I reeeeally want to focus on getting out of here.

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There ya go, the next chapter of awesomeness! Yes, Kid was a bit OOC, but it wouldn't work without him being like that ^,^'

Alright, I based Ivan off Russia from Hetalia (Also named Ivan :P) and Piotr from X-Men Evolution.

Translations:

Девочка : Girl / мальчик: Boy / вмешательство: Intervention

I hope every liked it and you see the green button? Either click it and review or I'll send Ivan after you.

Ivan: Da, I will go and beat you with a faucet.

Told you.

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