This is chapter six. Sorry I haven't been updating but chapter eight will be super looooong. I promise. But I will update somtime later since I'm starting high school on all. So for now enjoy.

A/N: I love you guys and your reviews! You guys keep it going!~! This is for you! Hey, Do you tink I could get a 100 reviews? That would be cool! But anytway I hope this chapter and blah blah blah.

DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN SOUL EATER AND I NEVER SHALL.

Chapter #6

*Maka Chop!*

Maka was too angry to care if Soul was ok.

When she looked to her left and to the floor, she was utterly disgusted when she saw the sight below her. BlackStar, her best friend's partner and her partner's best friend, trying to kae a snap shot of her panties. Why that? What, is it not enough that he saw me naked? Maka thought, her hands in tight fists. Then a sudden flash came, blinding Maka from the world for a few seconds. When Maka could see, she analyzed room as if it were a crime scene. There was:

No BlackStar,

An open door,

A piece of paper with BlackStar's signature,

Foot prints leading out the apartment,

And debris trialed with the prints.

It looked like a job for scooby doo. Yoinks!

I'll get him later. Maka gave a devilish smile but there was still too much was not only towards Blacktar, but at her father. They were alike in a way that pissed Maka off to no extent.

She began to walk to her room when she stooped short. She started pounding the shit out of the wall. She was just about to deliver the final blow that would put a hole in the black wall, when a hand grabbed her wrist and pulled it back. She looked to see who it was hoping it was a robber so she could pound to shit out of them. But it was Soul? How did he stop me?

"What are you you doing?" His face had an emotion Maka couldn't quite understand.

"Let go."" Mmaka yanked her hand away. The he said something she didn't exspect.

"What's wrong?" Is he actually concerned.

"I'm fine." She walked a little further and grabbed the handle of her room.

"It's not cool to lie." Oh not this shit again.

"Who's lying?"

"You are, now tell me what's wrong." Soul grabbed her hand and turned her around to face him. Their noses touching, their eyes locked.

"I told you. Now leave me alone." Maka averted her eyes. Maka knew she wasn't ok. Too much was going through her head. How was she gonna go back to 'home' and see her drunk of a father?How was she gonna get the rest of her stuff? What if she went home? What if he beat her like before? She can't fight back. Even with all her strength she can't beat him. Nobody cares. Why Soul care so fucking much? Why should she trust him or anyone with her problems! And that freaking kishin. Her weapon got hurt. Why? Beacause she didn't have her head in the game. But Soul wanted to help her. Why? Maybe she should tru- nevermind.

"Maka, I'm your weapon and I know something's wrong." Soul looked concerned.

"Why?" Maka's bangs were covering her eyes.

"What?"

"Why do you care!" Soul was dumbfounded. Soul knew she was distant, but she can't be this distant. While Soul just stared, Maka went into her room and locked the door. Maka managed to changed into pajamas before she fell and collasped on her bed, wayching the ceiling. Maka then drifted to sleep with a wave of thought splooshing around in her head.

She had a dream.

It was more like a memory. Maka, no more than four years old, was running away from two boys in a field. Both had blond-brownish hair and were taller than her. They looked like little bullies. Maka ran with tears in her eyes. Soon the boys caught up with her. The first boy pushed her down. Then both proceeded to kick her with their little feet. Who knew tiny feet can hurt you? Maka just layed there, in a ball, crying, hoping someone would come and save her. And one boy did. The boy ,about her age, came to her rescue. He pushed both boys down, glaring at them and said, "You're not suppose to hurt girls." Both just stared up at the boy, then went home and cried, "Ow, my knee, " as they ran. The strange boy helped her up. She thanked him and the dream ended.

When Maka woke up, she felt a mixture of emotions that didn't quite fit together right. She felt that the dream was a good one because it had a good ending. She also thought it was weird because she couldn't see the boy's face. It felt incomplete without it.

She soon let the feeling pass as she got up a headed to the door. As she came face to face with the door, she heard a crunch and quickly looked down and a peice of paper under her foot. She bent down and grabbed it. It said. . . . .

Hey, went for grocceries.

Be back in few.

-Soul

Maka set the note down on her bed. She then did her daily higene. (sp?) As she finished doing her hair, her phone stated ringing. She quickly answered it, knowing it could only be Tsubaki.

"Hello."

"Hey, Maka!"

"Hey, Tsubaki!"

"Uh. . . I was thinking that BlackStar, your partner, you and I could go to the movies together. It could be really fun." I don't want to go. . . .

"Ok!" I'll go for Tsubaki. And I can beat the crap out of blackStar, too!

"Yay! Can you come around one?"

"Probably."

"Ok, bye."

"Kay, bye." Maka hung up.

*Bang!*The front burst open to reveal Soul, about to fall from carrying a ton of grocceries all the up here. He ran into the somehow clean kitchen and set down the food. Then fell on the floor infront of Maka. The blonde stepped over him and started the put up the food. When Soul reagined the ability to speak, he sang instead.

"I see London. I see France. I see Maka's blue panties!" Perverted Bastard.

"Perverted!" For some reason Maka let Soul live.

"Don't forget cool." Soul smirked as he he went to help.

"Hey, do you have anything planned today?"

"No, why?" Soul said, as he put some instant ramen away.

"Good, because we're going to the movies with with Tsubaki and BlackStar." She spoke putting away the last of the food.

"Wait. . What?" Soul made a dumb face.

"You heard me. We're going to Tsubaki's home at one and then we're going to the movies." Maka was really blunt.

"Ooookay, mom."

"Now go get dreesed. Its almost one." Maka looked at her her watch. here did the time go.

"What's wrong with what I'm wearing?"

"You look .. . . ewww."

"What you say!" Soul had anger in his eyes.

"Just go!" Maka pushed him in his room and closed it before he could respond. Maka then walks into the kitchen without noticing the totally cliche banana peel on the floor. She then falls, closing her eyes, getting ready for impact but it never came. Instead she felt warmth? It seems that Soul had caught her and now her face was buried in his shirtless chest. It smells nice? I'll kill him later, but this is nice. Soul smirked as he thought, Cool . .. Soul-1, BlackStar-0!

After a moment, Maka pulled away and Maka Chopped the hell out of Soul. Still worth it.

"Gosh, Maka! Do you have to do that?"

"Yeah." Maka said like it was a fact.

". . . .Uncool." Soul knew she was serious about it.

"Ok. Now put on a shirt so we can go."

"Yes, Your Highness." Maka could see the sarcasm in his voice. Soul went back to his room and a second later came to the living room in a black butler t-shirt on.

"Cool shirt."

"Thanks. Only the cool things will do." Suurrrre.

"Whatever, let's go."

"Wait where does Tsubaki live?" Soul raised an eyebrow.

"On this floor, Baka. With Blackstar."

"Huh?" raising the other brow.

"Come on." As Maka headed out the door, leaving Soul in her dust. Soul then quickly caught up to her after locking the door. It was fairly easy to catch her since she was only at Apt #17, which was two doors down.

*Knock! Knock! Knock!*

Maka banged on the wooden door with her petite hand. Soon after a hyper ninja practically tore the door off its hinges. Then completely passed Maka and tackled Soul. Gayly I might add. But Maka came behind him and Maka Chopped him with the strength of a thousand suns! Soul then pushed him off and stood up.

"Damn, Maka! Did you kill him?" Who is this girl!

"Hope so."

"Hey, tinytits?" Soul said in a husky voice.

"What you say!" ,reading her Maka Chop.

"You know what?" Soul moved closer.

"What?" Maka backed up against the hall wall, feeling that something was wrong with this picture.

Soul then, with her up against the wall, came dangerously close and said, . . . *Sexy powers activated*. . . .

"You look cute when you're angry." What! oh, two can play at that game.

Maka then moved closer to his ear and said, "W-"

Maka noticed Tsubaki staring with eyes saying WTF?.

"Uhhhhh, Maka let's go! We'll be late if we don't go on." Tsubaki grabbed her hand and ran like hell until they got three floors down the stairs. Then leaned gracefully on the railing.

"Gosh, Tsubaki! Did we have to run!" Maka felt like we ran a freaking marathon. Running was never her strong suit.

"What the Fuck were you doing your Partner!"

"Playing a game." She started to blush.

"What was the game called! Sexual Seduction?" Tsubaki said, being sarcastic. Ha. I gotta put that one on funnynamesforgames. (not real I dont think it is)

"Tsubaki, calm down. Its not like Im pregant." Maka always had great acting skills.

"What!" Tsubaki looked like she might faint.

"Im kidding! Im only kidding!" Maka knew she went to far and was trying to calm down Tsubaki.

"Really?" Her friend was somewhat calm.

"Yes. Now let's go, the boys are probably in the lobby."

~Before the Marathon with Soul . . . . . .

"Uhhhhh, Maka let's go! We'll be late if we don't go on." Tsubaki grabbed her hand and ran like hell until they got three floors down the stairs. Then leaned gracefully on the railing.

"Well, that was fun." Soul had the devil's smirk on his face.

"Nice, Soul!" BlackStar patted him on the back. WTF!

"BlackStar! What the hell? You're alive?" He can survive anything.

"Well, duh! No one can defeat the almighty BlackStar! For I will surpass god! hahaha!" Again with shit? Why do I put up with him? Soul shrugged it off.

"Hey were you awake the whole time?"

"Haha Yeah." BlackStar grinned.

"Why are you such a pervert?" Soul said. He knew what BlackStar meant by "haha Yeah."

"Why do you care?" BlackStar questioned.

"It's not cool." She retorted.

"Whatever. Come on let's go. The girls are probably waiting for us." BlackStar just got bored with the somewhat witty banter, though he didn't know what witty meant.

~The Present. . .

Maka and Tsubaki had just gotten in the lobby when they saw BlackStar being dragging out of the complex. Soul wasn't far behind with his head down saying, "BlackStar, you idiot." Both Tsubaki and Maka giggled aa BlackStar stupidly frailed his arms and legs around like an idiot.

"That baka." Maka smiled. She knew this was gonna be a regular ting with him.

A/N: Thx for reading! Im glad you guys like it. This is kinda a lazy chapter. Srry! Next will be better! I love your reviews! Im very grateful! Well bye!

Peace Out!