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Chapter 4

The New Arrival

Death sat with his tea in his oversized hands. He brought it up to his lips through his mask and sipped it. He paused, half way through his sip. "Would you care to join me?" He murmured.

The girl sat on the top of his mirror looking at the reaper emotionlessly. He set his cup down and looked at her. "Your name, I suspect, is Taoretsu?" He asked clapping his hands together.

A head popped out from behind her where her swords were and peeked over her shoulder. "And I am Shiro!" she squealed.

A boy walked around from behind her and hit the white haired girl, making her topple off the mirror. "Don't go chartering information with the enemy you baka." He muttered lounging against the side of the mirror.

Death tilted his head to the side. "I am your enemy?"

The boy snorted. "We've got people trying to track our every move; not that they succeed. Plus you're probably angry that we're taking all your kills, making your school go bankrupt in missions." He smirked and looked up at the academy master.

"That sounds pretty much like someone getting in your way and when I'm in that situation that someone is my enemy."

Death picked up his tea and sipped it. "That may be true but as the saying goes 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend' I account you as a friend and welcome you to the DWMA if you ever wish it."

He looked up at the silver haired girl who was staring emotionlessly at him. Then she was gone. He sighed and looked over at the doorway of guillotines to see Maka's father. "You should go see your daughter before she decides to kill her weapon." He said nodding to the mirror.

The death scythe raised an eyebrow. "Why isn't he moving?" He asked quizzically. Death chuckled. "If he could tell you, he probably would've."

Soul's eyes were wide and full of acceptance but fear lurked beneath them. He accepted the fact that he will be subjected to Maka's wrath and that scared him.

No one who survived her wrath was ever the same again. I mean look at her dad. He paused in his thinking and gasped mentally. He was going to end up like that. Seeing Maka's storm was about to start he closed his eyes and braced himself.

BANG

Soul groaned internally. Great. He'd have to pay for that too. He opened his eyes cautiously and saw Spirit talking to his daughter, explaining the situation where he couldn't move. When she asked what caused this he shrugged and said that was one of the reasons he was here to find out.

Maka walked cautiously over to Soul. "Oops sorry Soul. I almost unleashed my wrath at you." She apologised. Soul just stared at her and looked over at Black Star. The blue headed boy gazed over at the window where Soul could just see the blowing of silver strands. His chest tightened. It was her.

Maka watched as he looked over at the window and saw a girl with silver hair shrouding her face as it blew in the wind. She glanced over at Black Star whose face hardened in concentration before he jumped out into the night.

Black Star glanced back before jumping into the night after the mysterious girl. It was her who did this to Soul he knew it. He didn't know why but that girl struck him as the type of person that 'don't judge a book by its cover' was made for. Black Star leaped after her and flew past her when she suddenly stopped.

He leaped around and stood with his fists held in front of him like a boxer. The girl stared at him curiously before he lunged at her. He gasped as his hand slid right through her. She closed her eyes and the rest of her blew slowly away like dust in the wind. Black Star stared at where she once stood and dropped to his knees. Just what was he up against?

Tsubaki paced back and forth where she and Black Star lived. The assassin still hadn't returned since the basketball game. She looked up as Black Star walked through the door and slumped onto the couch.

"Black Star? Are you okay?" Tsubaki asked cautiously.

Black Star looked at her and then smiled. "I'm fine Tsubaki, I'm going to bed. Oyasumi nasai." He left.

Tsubaki sat opening and closing her mouth in disbelief. Those weren't Black Star's normal IATGPITWWWTG eyes (the attention seeking ones). No they were the eyes of a man who has fought his all for all his life and has nothing to show for it. Those were the eyes of someone who gave up.

Black Star rolled over and looked at the ceiling. What was he meant to do now? If he trained harder, it wouldn't help him. There was only one thing that could explain why his special attack that sent shocks to the soul didn't work. She had no soul.

But that's impossible right? You have to have a soul to live. He sat upright. That was it. You have to have a soul to live. He remembered the feeling of emptiness as he had felt his hand go through her. But what did a dead person want with him?

Soul tried to blink as the light shone in his eyes but two finger held his lids firmly in place. He sighed mentally in relief as the light turned off. "Well it seems that he is absolutely fine besides the fact he cant move anything besides his eyes, being able to swallow and of course his eye lids." The nurse stated the obvious.

Maka looked down at him and grinned. "So now it's reversed ne? You're the one on the bed and I'm the one who will be shoving the spoon in your mouth. Just kidding." She leaned close to him so that he could see her smiling face.

"I'll be very gentle. We wouldn't want you choking now would we?" The nurse handed her the formula.

"Here feed him this. Since he cant chew he'll have to eat this until we can finger out how to free him from his current state." Soul's eyes widened as he saw what she gave Maka.

Baby formula. God no. She thanked the nurse and she left. Maka turned and sat on the bed sticking the spoon in and bringing a mouth fill of the glob to his face. "Open wide." She said happily and using one hand forced his taut mouth to open.

Shoving the food inside gently she waited patiently for him to swallow. Soul glared at her all the while before swallowing the disgusting stuff. This was going to be a long day.

Black Star looked up as Tsubaki entered the room. She closed the door behind her. "Black Star please tell me, what happened?" Black Star rolled over and looked at her in the face.

"I cant do it." Tsubaki looked at him.

"What?" She said in bewilderment.

"I. Cant. Do. It."

Tsubaki stared at him unbelieving. "Is this about that girl that death told us to look for? We can find any living girl with Maka's help."

Black Star smiled grimly. "True. But who said the girl was living?"

His words echoed through her head. She sat on the bed next to him in shock. "She's not alive? But that's impossible. How could you not be alive!?" She whispered in denial.

Black Star looked at her. "Isn't Death not alive? No one can see his soul. I couldn't see hers or even feel hers." Tsubaki laughed.

"But your sixth sense isn't the best Black Star." He shook his head.

"No she doesn't have a soul. I'm sure of it. When I punched her it went right through her and she disappeared. But it didn't feel like she was dying. More like she was floating away..." To his surprise Tsubaki looked excited.

"She must be a witch! We should get her soul."

Black Star blinked and then yelled "Were you not even LISTENING!? She does NOT have a soul!" He stormed out and went up to the roof leaving a dazed Tsubaki behind him.

"Dum da-dum dum da-dum dum dum dum dum. Lah la-lah lah la-lah lah lah lah lah. Dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum dum lah la-lah lah la-lah laaahhhh."

Soul wished he could shut up the stupid nurse as she went around her daily activities. She'd been humming the same tune for over three hours now by his own counting. The clock on the wall's second finger went forward one and then back one, forever stuck at the time of 11:35 and 34seconds or 11:35 and 33seconds.

Oh how he wished he'd not have done when he had. None of this would've ever happened if he'd just pretended to still be sleeping then maybe he would've been left alone by the food robbers. But life was cruel. He needed to 'build a bridge and get over it'.

Sorry if Black Star was a little bit OOC(Out Of Character) but seriously no one has ever seen him depressed so it was a bit hard to make him so. I know a depressingly short chapter for all the wait but i just don't know if i should keep writing this anymore. please review and tell me if i should continue cos i seriously don't know if i should or not.

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~Kimichan13