AN: I do not own Soul Eater! If I did, Maka and Kid would be together by now.

Anyways, Kiri0410, I've saved the image as my wallpaper ;w; I love it too much.

Also, the image from the book is now finished! Took about an hour but here it is, sorry it isn't as grand as people may have thought it would be. You can see it here;

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just copy and paste ^^

On with the Story!

Kid sat down on the chair Maka brought over, muttering a small thank you as he did. Maka sat beside him and rested her chin on his shoulder, reading the words in her head as Kid read them aloud.

"You two will be shocked while you are here. No, you are not in your ancestors body, you know that for sure Kid. Nor are you residing in the bodies of two warriors that looked just like you. You two ARE the warriors…"

Maka blinked "but…that's impossible…" She whispered. She went over the details of the story she had read the morning before, remembering the words exactly. Then blushed furiously when she remembered the one detail about the two warriors falling in love with each other. Kid must have felt the heat radiating from her face and looked to her.

"Maka? Are you alright?" He frowned a little; concern smothered in his golden eyes, which made Maka blush more "do you have a fever?"

Maka smiled nervously and shook her head "n-no I just remembered something is all…look! Another message is being written," she pointed to the book. Luckily, Kid tore his attention away from Maka and looked to the book again. She sighed heavily, she definitely couldn't tell Kid about that particular part of the story.

Falling in love with Death the Kid? Sure, Maka admitted she had a small crush on him, who wouldn't? He was handsome, mature (when symmetry wasn't involved) and was a very loyal friend. She shook her head and listened to Kid reading the message again.

"You will, however, meet the ancestors of your companions and team. The ancestors of Soul, Black Star, Tsubaki, Liz and Patty will at some point be introduced to you. However, you must remember that they only look like them, they are not your companions you know of today."

Kid looked to Maka, who looked a little worried. She looked to Kid and smiled a little "this isn't going to be easy huh…?" Kid rested his arm around her shoulders in a silent comfort. He looked to the book once more.

"Your next key point will be tomorrow. You are going to have to get ready for the tournament the day after. Make sure you use tomorrow's time wisely. I will be there to pick you up and take you around the village and get you settled into you armour and a decent weapon to handle. Be sure to get a good nights rest tonight, you'll need it for tomorrow."

That was the last message. The words slowly started to fade once again and Kid sighed a little, closing the book, already making a schedule for tomorrow in his head "he's right, we should get some sleep."

Maka nodded in agreement "what did Lord Death here say? There's a spare bedroom on the very top floor or something right?" Kid nodded. She smiled a little "then it's settled…come on, lets go look for our room."

Then as Maka said it, they both realised then and there that they'd be sharing a room. Maka blushed furiously and walked ahead of Kid, after taking the book from him, so she could hide her blushing face easier. Kid tried to keep his cool, fixing his tie awkwardly.

Once they reached the spare room, to their happiness, there were two beds and the room was clean, and symmetrical, so Kid would actually get a decent nights sleep. The room was fairly simple and empty; it held two beds, two sets of drawers and one window in the centre of the back wall. Maka walked over to the window and looked out to the sky where the moon laughed maniacally, with blood dripping from it's grinning mouth. She looked to Kid, "you can pick which bed you'd like first" she said with a small smile, taking her pigtails out simultaneously.

Kid nodded and went for the bed on the right of the room, sitting on the edge lightly, taking his shoes off and placing them just underneath the bed. Only then, after he removed his shoes, did he feel how sore they were from walking for hours without a break in the cold. He hissed a little and stretched his legs, wiggling his toes.

Maka had mimicked him, almost at the same moment. She frowned and kept her legs outstretched, bending at her waist and holding her feet lightly, rubbing the achy pads of her feet. Kid watched her for a moment. He'd known a meister needed to be flexible when handling a blade, specifically a scythe. He'd need to learn how to be flexible for the tournament if he had to use a blade. But then he remembered they had crossbows…

'Maybe they have some smaller sets…I could use them like guns…' He thought for a moment. He sighed; he'd worry about that tomorrow, when it was time to practice and get ready. He heard Maka yawn and looked over. She was stretching her arms and looked to Kid. She gave a gentle smiled "good night kid…sleep well." With that, she slipped under the covers and snuggled into the pillow, falling asleep.

Kid smiled a little to himself. He remembered that Maka, Soul and Black Star where the first at the DWMA to treat him like everyone else, and not just Lord Death's son. Suddenly, the memory of being that asymmetrical garbage's collection, Kid remembered him threatening Maka and the others…He remembered the feeling of pure hatred towards him, for even mentioning to hurt Maka. How he screamed that he'd kill him if he even touched Maka. He looked to her sleeping form and sighed a little. He got up and walked over to her and leaned over her lightly. She looked so peaceful. He smiled a little and brushed some hair from her face "I promise…" he whispered "I will protect you, no matter what."

He tilted his head a little watching her. He felt the urge to kiss her forehead then blushed when he realised. He shook his head and went back to his bed. He slipped himself under the covers and fell asleep almost instantly.

Maka was the first one to wake up. She ventured downstairs to the kitchen to make her and Kid some breakfast after pulling on her shoes and making her bed neatly again. Once she got to the kitchen, she found two sets of armour. She walked over and looked at them curiously and smiled a little, running her fingers over it lightly. The armour was spectacularly beautiful. She figured the set of armour made for her was the one with the symbol of a grigori soul on the chest plate.

She listened carefully for any indication that Kid was awake or walking downstairs. When she heard nothing, she smiled a little and stripped out of her clothes and put on her armour, which surprisingly fit her like a glove. The under shirt and leggings were made from a chainmail like material, the under shirt had long sleeves which were not too baggy or too tight on her arms. The chest plate had a clip and lock on each side so it was easy to get in and out of. It was silver with a light green painting of the grigori soul in the middle of the chest and back.

She pulled on her boots, which also had the clip and lock on them, since they were tall enough to reach her shins. She then put on the silver belt, which had strips of green leather in the shapes of teardrop diamonds dangling from it freely. She smiled softly, she felt powerful in this and it wasn't too loose or tight to get in the way of fighting someone. She didn't put the gloves or shoulder plates on just yet. First she was going to make breakfast for herself and Kid.

Kid woke up to the smell of pancakes…he sat up and looked to Maka's bed, finding it empty, made and with the shoes missing from underneath it. He noticed that one of her elastic bands with a skull on was still on the bed. Throwing his legs over the side of the bed and pulling his shoes on, Kid got up, made his bed then went to the kitchen to find Maka.

Kid's jaw fell slightly as he saw Maka she had tied her hair back in a single ponytail, leaving her bangs and two blocks of hair either side of her face and the armour looked perfect on her and was completely symmetrical. She heard him walk into the room and turned to him. She smiled softly "ah, you're up! I'm making some breakfast. Your armour is on the table, you should change into it before-"

"Your hair…" Kid muttered. Maka looked at him with a confused expression "its…not symmetrical. Can I fix it?" It hadn't actually been asymmetrical; he just wanted an excuse to be closer to her. He blushed a little but hid it well from Maka. He used that excuse because Maka knew if her hair were really not symmetrical, Kid would go insane if not allowed to fix it.

Maka blinked and blushed a little "ah, sure…sorry I thought I got it right…" she turned back to cooking, allowing him to stand behind her to fix her hair. Kid walked over to her, the sensible part of his mind screaming for him to stop and tell Maka the truth that her hair was perfect and he didn't need to fix it really. But he just ignored it. He stood behind her and very carefully took out the skull band with one hand, his other hand gently gliding down her hair, his fingers running through it to make sure there weren't any knots.

Maka shuddered a little when Kid's fingers lightly grazed against her shoulder; she tilted her head to look at Kid but stopped halfway, only tilting her head a little. They both remained silent. Kid ran his fingers through her hair lightly then lightly lifted it, tying her hair back lightly. Maka blushed a little and looked down at her hands, watching the pancake in the pan.

"Maka-"

"HELLO, HI, HOW'S IT GOING?"

Maka and Kid both jumped and Kid quickly backed away from Maka, looking to the door. There stood Lord Death, without the mask and cloak, in his own armour, it was pitch black with spikes coming from the shoulders and a purple skull painted on the front. His armour was bulky looking, but pretty thin, his scythe on his back.

"What? Is there something on my face…?" He asked, scratching his cheek lightly.

Maka shook her head "n-no Lord Death, you simply took us by surprise." She said with a small smile.

Death looked to her "ah, I see you've put on your armour! That's good! I came here a little early. The two of you…you intrigued me. I want to spend the day with you two, get to know you better. I don't even know your names…"

Kid looked to him "my name is Kid and this is Maka. We don't have last names, not here anyways"

Maka looked to him, knowing full well that this Lord Death couldn't know they were from the future; he'd have to figure it out after they had left, maybe even only just after the two were born. She looked to Lord Death "we were thinking of getting our weapons and training today, after some breakfast of course. Would you like some?"

Death blinked and raised an eyebrow, looking at her with his rich purple eyes "you would honestly cook me breakfast after I insulted you yesterday?"

Maka smiled a little "of course, you are still Lord death, I need to respect you. Kid?" Kid looked to her "why don't you go change into your armour? I'll keep on cooking in here. Oh, check the book too, make sure it hasn't gotten ripped on the journey here"

Kid smiled faintly "sure thing, Maka." He walked over to the black armour that was set next to Maka's before she put hers on. He picked it up carefully, since it was a little heavy, and then walked off to their room. The first thing he did when he got there was checking the book. As he opened it and started searching the empty pages for any sign of a message, the book glowed a rich purple and the pages flipped on their own. Kid pulled his hands away and stepped back from the book and it landed harshly on the floor and the purple glow disappeared.

He looked at the book and frowned, almost glaring at the book. Taking a few steps closer, cautiously. He peaked down at the pages and saw another word. Just one that seemed to be written in blood, and not in his father's handwriting either, Kid leaned over to read the message.

'Danger awaits you in the next four days. You must protect the village of Shibu.'

He frowned deeply as he watched the words fade again. Deciding he would tell Maka about the message later, when Lord Death had left them alone or was out of hearing range, he turned to the armour that he had placed on the bed.

Maka watched the Lord Death wolf down his pancakes with an almost disgusted expression. "…Lord Death?"

He looked up with a mouthful of pancakes "hmm?"

Maka looked to him "I was wondering…after this trial you have for us. Maybe you could consider teaching Kid and I to fight like you? We came from a place quite far away, you might have some things that could help in the future…"

Death tilted his head a little confused, gulping down his pancakes "me? Teach you two? Oh no, Maka…I'm not much of a teacher"

If only he knew. Maka smiled a little "you'll never know unless you try…" Death took this into consideration. He tilted his head again "hmm…we'll see." He said simply.

Maka smiled a little; she was determined to get the teacher out in him "well how about to put these shoulder plates on? I've never had to wear them before." Death chuckled a little, muttering a 'sure' before standing up and picking up the shoulders, they looked like skulls. He lightly strapped them on with a belt around her arms securely.

The door creaked open and Death looked up, he grinned as he rested his hands on Maka's shoulder plates, making sure they were in the right place. "Excellent, it suits you well, Kid"

Maka turned and looked at Kid, she blushed a little. Like Lord Deaths, his armour appeared to be bulky but was thin and strong. It was pitch black with a white skull on it; the legs and boots were black with clasps to lock them in place, the clasps in the shapes of skulls. He wore black gauntlets with white fingers. His shoulder plates where white and looked like skulls, they held a cloak onto his shoulders too, with a long black hood that covered his hair and his orange eyes smouldered from underneath the hood.

He tilted his head a little, noticing Maka blushing; he couldn't help but let a small smile tug at his lips. "Lord Death, what made you think of putting a hood on mine?"

Lord Death simply shrugged "I don't know, I had a feeling you are like me from when I was younger. I wanted everything to be in perfect balance and symmetry…" He pointed to his own hair with a quick gesture "I thought the hood would cover up your hair and make you feel more comfortable."

Kid looked to him and smiled, it was the nicest thing someone had done for him "thank you, Lord Death."

Maka smiled a little, shyly "it looks…really good on you Kid." She blushed faintly.

Kid smiled back and walked over, moving some bangs from her eyes "likewise…" this made Maka blush more and they stared at each other for a moment, before Death cleared his throat "anyway…shall we proceed and find the two of you a suitable weapon?" He said lightly, gesturing his bony hand to the door.

Maka and Kid straightened up and looked over, a sudden determination gracing their expressions "of course" they said in unison.