"This is it then." Maka Albran stared admirably at the Death Weapon Meister Academy as it was illuminated by the sun.

Black*Star nodded. "Yup finally here! Now we can start training to fight like real stars! Not that I need it."

Maka wasn't really listening and was far more interested in what life would be like just up those stairs. Both her mother and father trained here at the DWMA and her mama had made her papa into a mighty death scythe. High expectations were held but luckily her parents never put pressure on her. She wasn't on best terms with her father at the moment however. Very recently her mother Kami had reached the last straw and ordered divorce against her father. In Maka's opinion, he deserved it. That was a thought for another time though. This was the freaking DWMA for Death's sake. Maka was ready to train a weapon that would surpass even her father.

"Maka? Can you hear me?"

Maka looked at Black*Star who was already making his way up the stairs. "I said hurry along or you'll be left behind."

She began to follow him.

"So Maka," asked Black*Star. "Who do you think you'll want as your partner?"

She shrugged. "I'm not sure. I'll just see who I resonate well with I guess. I'll talk to some people and see what happens. What about you?"

Black*Star smirked. "They'll have to be a star too!"

Maka rolled her eyes.

"Wait. No," he corrected. "They'd have to be able to handle living in my shadow."

Black*Star burst into laughter. Maka slapped him.

"Seriously Black*Star," she said.

"Well I think anyone would be happy to work with someone like me. They'd have to be pretty cool as well. I wonder what kind of form they'd take."

"I hadn't really thought of that," admitted Maka.

"What do you think now?" Black*Star asked.

"I guess it'd be cool to have a scythe." She thought for a second. Would that mean he'd be like Papa? Hopefully not. Even so, having a scythe would make her like Mama. "Something unique might be cool as well. Weapons take so many forms."

Black*Star nodded. "Yeah. If only there would be a bunch of weapons I could use."

"It's easier to work with one."

"I know, I know. I just want to try all sorts of weapons you know? That way when you fight you have all sorts of tricks up your sleeve."

"I just want my partner and I to click. That way I'll know them when I meet them," Maka smiled as they reached the top. She was slightly winded from the walk but talking took out some exhaustion.

"Me too," said Black*Star. "I'm off to find the perfect partner right away! Let's see if I can find someone as awesome as me!"

Black*Star ran off quickly into the school. Maka rolled her eyes. What an idiot.

"Wow. I wish good luck to whoever ends up with him," she sighed.

Suddenly she was bumped into from behind and knocked to the floor.

Hey!" Maka cried. She looked up to see a boy with white hair and deep red eyes. Gaining composure she calmed down and stood up. "Sorry," she said.

"Nah don't worry," said the boy walking away. "It was my fault."