DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER

Maka groaned as she was forced into yet another skimpy dress. Sure Tsubaki had found her a few conservative dresses, but Blair's finds were not her favorites. Soul had accompanied them for a short lunch, in which he had purchased her a cell phone for work. That had been the only fun thing to happen to her all day. Yeah, so maybe her memories were gone and sure, they were being nice to her, but she was not a shopping girl! Sighing she made her way towards the check out and into yet another store. Yep this was hell, hell by the name of sex R us. Maka shivered as they dragged her into the building, screw anyone who thought Tsubaki was an innocent flower.

Soul shivered for no reason as he sat at his piano. He was beginning to regret letting Blair and Tsubaki take his sewer rat. She had chosen to wear tight black pants and a red long sleeve today. Totally innocent look until she pulled her blonde locks into pigtails. Soul was twenty-four, he admitted to watching porn and hell, her type was just the kind he watched. That thought scared him senseless. How many other men would put the thought together as he had and try something? Damnit he needed some coffee, his little angel was going to be his death. Sad fact was, they ran out of coffee yesterday. Besides, why did he care so much for her anyway? Yeah she lost her memories, they were friends, and he felt obligated to help her since he found her. But was it normal to worry about her this much? Not to mention how every time she smiled, laughed, or even moved near him he popped a boner. No! This was not normal, he'd seen his brother do the same thing over Blair, and that scared the shit out of him. Soul Evans was not in love, why did he have to love someone as flat chested as her anyway. Weren't cool guys like him supposed to love busty girls like Blair? If so, how come he felt so drawn to her, like her very soul was calling out to him?

"I'm never going to finish this composition." he moaned as the piano made an eerie sound as all the keys were pushed down.

Wes smiled as he listened to his brother's monologue from behind the door. It amused him at how stubborn the younger sibling could be. But in a way it made sense. Their parents had never really shown Soul love growing up, instead they only focused on his mistakes. Wesley loved his brother and he knew Maka would make the perfect person to thaw his brother's cold heart. Hell, she already wore his favorite jacket and slept with him at night!

"Why are you standing outside my door?" Soul asked crossing his arms and starring expectantly at his brother. Wes smiled this would be the perfect chance to play with his young sibling.

"Maka needs you." he replied watching his brother's face turn curious before running out the door and into the chilled November night. Now to call Blair.

Marie frowned as she looked for something to put the tea in as Stien finished his dissections. Turning his screw in his head every few seconds he placed his tools on the table.

"Are you sure this is her?" Marie asked again handing the brew to her companion and pointing to the Death City Records security footage. Wes had ordered her to locate Maka's background, and doctor Franken Stien was supposed to help.

"Yes Marie, I happened to be there the day she was born. Besides, I was friends with her parents." he smiled taking the drink from the blonde woman.

"R- really!" Marie asked in surprise.

"Yes, I was saddened to hear what happened to them." Stien replied sipping the warm beverage.

"What happened to them?" Marie asked taking a seat on the couch and noticing the foggy look in his eyes.

"This memory is not a nice one Marie, you see, I am about to tell you the history of a girl none of you know." he began.

Maka slowly twirled the bags of clothes around her tiny wrist as she waited in the cold for a ride. Blair and Tsubaki had long ago left her side and the mall had closed an hour ago. If Soul and Wes's apartment had not been three miles away, she would have walked by now.

"Stupid mall," she snarled leaning back against the snow covered bench and bringing Soul's jacket closer to her form.

"Never really thought it stupid, more like dumb." Soul mused as he sat next to her allowing her shivering form to warm her up.

"Why are you here?" she asked glancing up at him with curious green eyes. Soul shrugged.

"I figured the girls would ditch you." he replied with a smile. Maka nodded pulling herself off him as he grabbed her bags.

"Come on, I got a car from Kid to borrow, should be warm." he stated before leading her to a black Aston Martin.

"Wow," she murmured before getting into the warmed car. The ride back to the apartment was silent causing Maka to believe she had done something wrong.

"Soul, is everything okay?" she asked as she fumbled with the seat warmer.

"Everything is fine Maka, I just wish we knew more of your past. It must be creepy for you." He stated as they turned down a deserted road.

"It is a little, but I know you guys will help me." She beamed as Soul felt his chest tighten. She looked so innocent; sitting beside him it seemed so natural.

"Don't worry Maka, no matter what, I will never leave you alone." He promised as she grinned up at him.

Maka hated this feeling; it was so strange to her. The way her cheeks heated when he said her name, or gave her a certain smirk. He was her friend, hell she didn't even have her memories what if she loved someone else, or worse had done something horrible to make him hate her? She did not need to fall in love right now. Looking out the window, she began to wonder if her parents missed her, or even if she had any. Did she have a family or friends waiting for her? What if no one was waiting for her, had she lost her memories on purpose. All of these questions filtered through her head. Both Soul and Wes had given her a job, but did she already have one? She was twenty-three after all, it would only be normal. Maybe after she regained her memories they could all remain friends. Of course, she hadn't really gotten to know most of her new friends just yet. The thought made her laugh. In a way these new memories she was making would be her only memories if her others remained lost. Had Soul thought of that when he took her in?

Soul tightened his grip on the steering wheel. Maka looked so cute with her dazed over eyes starring off into her own mind. Most likely thinking about her life and trying to locate the memories she had lost somehow. Nygus hadn't found any trauma to the head or anything life threatening when she looked at her. Only scrapes and bruises. Did she have a boyfriend in her old life, a job, a family, friends? All these things had to be going through both their heads right now…right? Soul growled lightly knowing that they would never really get together, they couldn't, could they? No, he was only her friend and that was that. Soul parked the car outside their apartment with a sigh. As the two made their way inside, bags banging their knees they noticed Wes asleep on the sofa.

"Just unload your things, and then go to bed it's late." Soul whispered before leaving for his own room. Maka nodded before putting her new cloths away and locating her night cloths. Once she finished her bath and freshened up, she crept to her bed, noticing a note folded on her pillow addressed from Wes. Curious, she tore open the letter and read its contents. When she finished her heart stopped and her mouth went wide. The man Wes knew held the secret to her past. Maka felt both relived and scared as she refolded the note and placed it in her bedside drawer. She tried to lie down and sleep but for hours, she tossed and turned. Maka had no idea why she had tried to sleep by herself. Since the first night here that she was awake, she had slept with Soul, to scared of the bumps and creaks of the new home to sleep soundly alone. Besides he was the only one here she actually trusted, and the little stunt at the mall Blair and Tsubaki pulled had not helped their chances either. With little noise, she crept into the familiar dark room of Soul's and tip toed to his bed side. Soul opened one of his ruby eyes and starred at her for a moment before rolling over.

"Get in," he mumbled as Maka slid beneath the covers, both now use to the strange ritual she had taken to.

Wes grinned as he watched the sight before him, having followed the blonde when she left her room. When Marie had called with Stiens account of Maka's history, he had been surprised. The young lady Soul had rescued had a past she couldn't remember and yet several others knew her story well. It was going to kill Soul when he found out about her past, just as it would kill Maka to remember it.

Blair sat alone in her bubble bath eyes fixed on the pumpkin orange paint of her walls. She had hated leaving Maka alone in the cold, but Wes had wanted Soul to rescue her. of course, she had stayed behind to make sure she lived long enough for Soul to rescue her instead of an ice cube. Tsubaki had been furious of course at the plan. It took her calling Blackstar for help getting the Asian girl from blowing their cover. Wes depended on her to put the two together and by god; she was going to do it. Even if she was hated by the girl in the end, for leaving her by herself in the cold at an abandoned mall.

Tsubaki hummed to herself as she cleaned the last of the dishes left by her eccentric roommate. She had no clue what she would do with him. Maybe teach him to clean up after himself like Soul. But that would never happen, Blackstar was to godly for such an act. Sighing she finished her last chore and went to check on the blue haired demi god. Blackstar was proclaiming his godliness in his sleep as he tossed in his sleep making the girl laugh at the sight. Blackstar may have been a little nuts, but she loved him for who he was, just as he loved her for who she was.

Death the Kid closed his book with a sigh as he gazed over at the twins sitting beside him.

"She's her isn't she." Patty laughed as she looked up from the coloring book she had. Kid nodded as he glanced up at the symmetrical ceiling.

"Don't worry Kid, they will never find her. We made sure of it." Liz smiled as she placed her head on her boyfriend's knee.

"I know Liz, but why did he have to find her, now both of them are in danger." He pointed out as Patty giggled beside him.

"Don't worry, big sis and I will take care of it." She mused as her face took on a darker aura. Liz nodded as she stood up and popped her back.

"Alright Patty, time to say goodnight and get to bed, I'm exhausted. Kid, do we need to do anything else while we're out tomorrow?" Liz asked eyeing the Mayor's son.

"No, I'm sure after Stien sees her, our jobs will get more stressful, so for now rest up." He said shooing the girls from the room and getting another book down from his shelf.

Liz did not like her boyfriend working this late, and all because of the Evans boys and Stien. Patty and her, had made sure to keep her safe, didn't that count for something?

"Big sis, don't worry, all will be fine, we're the Thompson sisters, and no one messes with us." Patty laughed. Liz smiled as she nodded and pushed her sister inside the bedroom. One thing was for sure, the whole city was about to go to hell and the cause of all this trouble was going to be a twenty three year old blonde girl by the name of Maka Albarn.