DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER

Screams pierced the summer night air as flames billowed from a once white three-story mansion in Las Vegas, Nevada. Black embers clung to ash blonde hair of a small six-year-old girl with bright green eyes holding the hand of another blonde haired girl with light blue eyes. She was scared and kept pleading with her mother to slow down. The child's father had been missing for a few days and now the child's home was being burned. How was her daddy going to find them?

"Mama will come back for you soon angel, just go with the nice man here ok." her mama said as she handed her only child to a man with short blonde hair and a pair of overalls and a white undershirt. Giriko chainsaw, bowed as he took the child from his employer. The child begged for her mother's warm embrace as the man and her ran from the burning home.

Maka woke with a start to an empty bed. She could hear running water from the bathroom that was attached to the large room. Blinking back her access tears, she sat up and made her way to her own room. Soul was already getting ready for work and today would be her first day as well. Not to mention that after work the gang was going to meet at Blair's bar to talk with a doctor Stien about her past and what he could know. This news had excited Maka and scared her. True she wanted to remember what had happened to her. However, did she truly want to know? Not to mention how she had been wounded when the brothers found her. Maybe Stien would also be able to help her decipher the dream she had just had, was it also a memory? It had seemed so real to her.

Soul placed his head against the cool surface of the tiled showered wall. The cold water cascading down his back was the only reminder that he was still in the shower. Maka had tossed, turned, and mumbled all throughout the night allowing him little sleep. Though, he was content in watching over her as her dreams tormented the young woman. She had to be scared; hell he was frightened by the ferocity in which her dreams had placed her. Shutting off the water, he grabbed a towel and began drying himself. Today's clothing of choice was a white button up with a thick red wool bandana scarf and black pants. Today was going to be cool, especially with how he was going to get to play with his new secretary.

Wes and Blair glared daggers at each other as the two stood in his marble office.

"I hate that man Wesley, he tried to cut me open, and I was still alive. He is not coming into my bar!" Blair hissed resembling an angry cat.

"Don't worry kitten, I'll protect you from any stray knives he may find." Wes smiled as he motioned for her to take a seat in the empty chair in front of his desk. Blair still seemed unhappy and re extant to allow the doctor into her establishment.

"Maka needs to know her past, we all do." Wes began, hoping that his words would cool the purple haired girl to understand.

"Good, he can tell her outside my bar." Blair purred as she leaned forward to kiss the tip of Wes nose. The twenty five year old smiled as he allowed the bar maid to crawl on his Khaki pants lap. His smile grew even bigger as her claw like fingernails scraped the skin over his chest as her hands crept under his black skin tight shirt.

"Wesley, Blair. Wants to play." she mewed as Wes's own hands slid up her short purple skirt. Both smiled as they allowed their passion to take hold of them.

"Okay, so this will be your desk. This intercom is linked directly to my office if you need anything let me know . Other than that, Blair's visiting Wes so don't go near there and take good care of my many clients that will be coming." Soul smiled ruffling her hair before retreating into his office to work. Maka smiled as she hummed a light tune she didn't remember hearing before. The day went by slowly as random music artist and producers came and went. She and the brothers had lunch together as usual, this time the meal was Italian.

"How was your pussy... Cat." Soul asked with a devious smile.

"Very nice, so sewer rat, how was your first half of work?" Wes asked eyeing the young lady. Maka finished her food before answering the older sibling.

"Maka, and it was fine." she smiled before taking a meatball from Soul's plate. The younger albino growled softly but allowed the action in favor of teasing his brother more. Maka listened in silence at the sibling banter as the remaining hours of the clock ticked by. Soon she would hear her past from a man claiming to know both her and her parents. Soul warned her not to get her hopes up to high in case he was a phony looking to get money. But she had this desire to know and she was open to anyone with some hint as to who she was. Wes departed from the office twenty minutes later leaving only Maka and Soul to clean up.

"Um, Soul, if this meeting with Doctor Stien doesn't go well, will we still be friends?" Maka asked as she played with the hem of one of her more conservative outfits. Soul looked up surprised for s moment before a soft smile graced his lips.

"Of course, Maka, we're best friends forever. Carny as hell to say though so we never had this conversation." he smirked before sending her out the door.

Soul shook his head as he glanced at the computer screen. He had received an e-mail from Kid an hour ago stating he would visit after

Soul's lunch, which meant he would be here any moment now. At exactly eight minutes past the hour Death the Kid entered his office holding a cream colored folder under his arms and leading his two secretaries behind him.

"What can I help you with Kid; normally you stay away from the music business, not symmetrical enough for you." Soul joked as the three sat down. kid handed over the folder before folding his hands neatly in his lap. Soul glanced over the contents with a hard glare before putting it back on his desk.

"Do you understand the reason behind my visit now Soul?" Kid asked all friendly manner gone from his voice as a more business like air took the room.

"If this information is true, then we can't let her know the whole truth." Soul whispered as he tapped his foot in frustration.

"Patty and I are sure we covered our tracks, but they have the resources to find her. They won't give up and because of your relation both you and Wes are in the same danger." Liz explained as she pointed towards the folder holding several pictures, one of them being Maka and her parents.

"Soul, tonight when Stien explains her past to her, we've talked with him and he will only explain to her childhood leaving out the major parts. You must make sure she never finds out the rest of the details. She must forever be in the dark about what truly happened to her memories and her parents." the eldest Thompson finished.

"So he plans to lie about her parents and her life, and you expect her to trust us after this?" he asked the three in front of him who nodded gravely.

"Sissy and I know she will hate us, but it's for the best." Patty said as she looked at her feet in interest. Soul growled before standing abruptly and allowing his chair to crash to the floor.

"Get out, now. I refuse to participate in your lies." Soul growled pointing to the door as his friends tried to calm the young albino down.

"Soul, she'll be in danger if she knows!" Kid stated as the twins and he backed to the exit.

"Then I will protect her, but she's in even more trouble if they find her and she's clueless." he snapped before they finally left him by himself and nodding a goodbye to Maka as she sat patiently at her desk. Soul shot her a fake grin before closing his door and returning to the folder holding all of Maka's information, beside him sat a shredder.

The bar was empty except for the eleven occupants waiting to hear Maka's story. Soul held her close fear covered expertly by his bored look.

"Soul aren't you excited, I'm about to finally hear what happened to me?" Maka asked as she pulled lightly at the albino's sleeve. What was he to tell her? The people here she was supposed to trust had lost his trust because they were about to lie to her? No, he would play along until they were alone and he could explain it all to her without the fear of her feelings being hurt. Ok yeah, her feelings would be hurt regardless but at least she would know she could trust him. There now, he didn't feel as bad.

Stien tightened the screw on his head as he rolled back and forth on his chair while Marie and Blair passed out some tea for everyone. Maka perked up when Stien cleared his throat and the room went silent.

"Your name is Maka Albarn, born here in Death City in the month of May the fifteenth. You're twenty-three and an English major. Your family lived in Las Vegas, Nevada until two years ago when both your parents died in a car accident. You were in a coma from the accident, how you got here I guess you escaped from the hospital and came here by instinct since your family came to visit quiet often." Stien said as Soul died from each word. How much of what he was telling was true? He had refused to read all of the details in the folder, choosing to let Maka read it first instead.

"Is that all?" Maka asked curious of why it was so short.

"So she's not a famous assassin bent on destroying the world and causing mass chaos?" Blackstar asked with a pout as Tsubaki patted his back.

"Sorry Blackstar, I guess I'm not as interesting as we all hopes." Maka said forcing a smile to her face. True, she had been like Blackstar hoping her past was going to be cooler than what had just been told. According to Stien, she was just an ordinary girl.

"Well Maka, your past sucks." Blackstar deadpanned as Tsubaki hit his head.

"Yeah I know." Maka whispered feeling as if she had disappointed everyone. Kid gave a pointed look to Soul before thanking Both Stien and Marie for their time and effort as the two adults left leaving the original nine occupants of the bar.

"So who wants something stronger than tea?" Blair asked eyeing Maka's trembling hands as Soul whispered in her ear.

"Large drink please, just enough to get her buzzed." Soul ordered ad he rubbed her shoulders in comfort. Blackstar kept the entertainment up as he showed off his martial arts skills. Tsubaki was helping Blair as usual while the twins and Kid watches in silence. Wes allowed his brother to comfort their sewer rat, as he made sure no one went near them. Once the girls returned, with their drinks each person made sure they were taking the bus home and a free day from work. Well mostly Soul and Maka were taking the free day from work seeing as everyone else was drinking light drinks.

As predicted both Soul and Maka were stabling into the apartment as Wes led them to their respectful rooms. Maka was out like a light before the brothers had left the room. Soul was buzzed but lucid as his older brother helped him out of his clothes.

"They lied to her, all of them, they know, I know. They told me not to tell, but I am going to." he told his brother as he slid into bed.

"Who lied Soul?" Wes asked concerned.

"Kid, the twins, Stien, Marie, even I lied by not speaking up." he whispered bringing the covers closer to his neck.

"You have all day with her tomorrow little bro, tell her then." Wes said before watching his brother nod and close his eyes to sleep.

It had been two weeks and Soul was still scared to admit the truth to her. Maka had tried to get the location of the hospital or the names of her parents from Stien with no luck and Soul knew why, because none of it existed to her. He hates hearing her wake from dreams in tears or nightmares ending in her screams and leading him to sleep with her for both their comforts. Each time that had happen she would get sheepish the next day and avoid him. Soul finally decided to tell her the truth after a nice dinner alone since Wes was going on a date with Blair that night. Of course, that would be easier if he could actually locate the female roommate. Where was she anyway? Soul searched the whole house frantic when it began to get late. He entered his study eyes quickly landing on his open desk drawer and the missing cream folder holding Maka's memories.

"Soul," Maka's small whimper seemed loud to the silence that had fallen over the large room.

"Maka please," Soul pleaded before she ran from the home carrying the folder with her.

"Not cool," he spat before chasing after her into the cold thanksgiving week air.