Chapter 2 isn't much but I hope you like it. This is just a reminder that I am alive and SORRY! School's just started and I only have 5 weeks warning for my first exam EVER! Gah, but I think I'm okay and I'll be back on track by tomorrow. I'll say how often I update next time when I work out my schedule, hopefully every 2 or 3 days.

Maka woke up in the school's infirmary, her head spinning. What had happened? A girl had been there, with black hair, she knew that much. Her eyes were pretty too, she had such pretty eyes. Maka hadn't realised that people had been talking and stood around her until Blackstar decided to scream "YAHOO! OF COURSE MAKA COULDN'T STAY KNOCKED OUT IN THE PRESENCE OF SOMEONE AS BIG AS ME! AH HA, HA, HA!"

"Blackstar, you're being too loud, this is an infirmary, Blackstar!" Tsubaki hushed, tugging on his sleeve as he stood on my bed and laughed, hands on his hips.

"So not cool," came growled from my left. I turned to see Soul sat in a plastic chair and I finally got a good look at where I was. The room was large and white but the layout was at the moment rather odd as Kid was hurriedly rearranging it in the background, the Thomson sisters stood beside him, not offing any help unless you counted face palming and singing about giraffes. There were other beds in the room along with some shelves stocked with medical supplies. There was a small white bedside table next to Maka to match her crisp white bedding sheets, which were luckily about the only thing in the very sterile room that did not reek of disinfectant. Maka recognised the place from when the fight with Chrona in the church had ended in a large slash across Soul's chest, scarring him for life and not to be happy with just that, implanting a little demon inside his head. That was one of the worst days in Maka's life and being in this room she felt the guilt hit her like a tonne of bricks.

Liz walked over to them as Patty was congratulating Kid on his symmetry. "Yo Kid, we got a live one."

"Maka's awake, Maka's awake, Maka is awaaaakkeee!" Patty sang, spinning in a circle and dragging Kid towards the bed. They all crowded around her, asking what had happened. In truth, she didn't know, it was slowly slipping away, except for the eyes, golden eyes.

"I don't know," she told them truthfully, their faces fell at the uninteresting news, things had been far too quiet for far too long.

Suddenly Kid felt his pocket buzz; he stepped outside, excusing himself politely to take the call. He answered to find his father, the Shinigami himself.

"Hey, Hi, HELLO!" HE exclaimed, bouncily to his son, who's mouth was a perfect (and symmetrical) flat line, unimpressed.

"What's wrong father? Why the emergency call?" He asked.

"Ah, that's my little Kiddo for you, always straight down to business. But it's actually nothing bad, you'll just have to hold up the fort for a little while, okai?!" HEetilted his cartoony, masked face and managed, the make it look pleading. How he did that was hard to tell.

"What do you mean? You can't leave, your soul is tied to Death city."

"Well that was then and this is now. What I'm saying is, I'm going to take a little vacation, I hear they have some excellent spa's in Italy!"

Kid stood awestruck his chin practically hitting the floor. "Kiddo-kun?" His father prodded him back into focus.

"H-holiday?!" Kid spluttered.

"Well why not, I'm not getting younger you know!"

"But, but, but... YOU'RE THE GRIM REAPER!"

"That's me! Now I've got to go. Good luck Kiddy! Toodles!" The mirror fuzzed out of focus until he could see himself again. Kid gulped at his reflection, momentarily not bothered by the Sanzu lines, ruining his symmetry.

Since when does DEATH take a VACATION?

Sorry, I've just started school so it's been hard to write, especially since this is a new story. But The next chapter will be up and full length in 24 hours or under, swear to my granddads soul :)

-Sebberrz
xox