a/n; Well this went much quicker, HA! Actually, I had already written this chapter because I had a dream about it and it was to perfect to pass up. ;O Mega nerd much? I would have posted it sooner, but I was lazy.

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Soul Eater

written by caitcadaver 2011

Sympathy For The Devil

Stein sat propped against the end of the table, his arms crossed over his chest with a cigarette hanging from the left side of his mouth. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be contemplating something of great value while Marie and Spirit stood a few feet away from him. No one said anything for a while until Stein coughed once and pushed himself up, opening one eye to peer at the two before him. "I can't come up with anything."

Marie frowned and stepped forward, putting a hand on his shoulder. She glanced over at Spirit and nodded him forward, but Spirit didn't budge. He kept his hands in tight fists and glared down at the floor, unable to move. He slowly picked his head up and looked into Stein's eyes, his own pain prominent. "So Maka has to suffer all over again? Is that what you're implying?"

Stein began winding the screw in his head and said nothing. Light glimmered across his glasses as he cocked his head and looked back at the man he used to fight beside. "No. What I'm saying is I have no explanation as to why the black blood returned. From what Maka said to me it hasn't affected her at all. Only Soul." Stein moved away from Marie and walked over to the files he had on Soul and Maka – or rather, the files he had taken from the infirmary. Flipping them both open, he held his cigarette between two fingers and blew a puff of smoke into the air. "Maka had the blood once, but it left her body just days after. She has some kind of immunity towards it. Soul, on the other hand, never really…. disposed of it."

Spirit and Marie looked at one another and then back at Stein. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is… Soul and Maka never released him of the black blood; they only suppressed it for a short while." The professor looked down at Soul's file and lifted one of the pages up to view the page beneath it. "To me, it looks as though it has come back with a vengeance. This time around, Soul is going to be facing this entirely on his own. If what Maka told me is true, then the black blood is targeting his entire blood stream this time around rather than just a portion. For all we know, he could become another Crona."

Total silence.

Marie blinked and swayed slightly, her hand over her heart. She looked over at Spirit and then walked over towards Stein, pressing her hands against his back while she leaned her head forward. "So that's what you and Lord Death had to speak about..."

Smoke danced in the air as it left Stein's lips and slipped into an endless abyss above them. He stood there while Marie rested against his back and then smirked faintly, cocking his head back and forth to crack his neck. "While it is still under investigation, both Lord Death and I have come to a bitter agreement... that Medusa may still be alive."

"Even after..."

"Yes, even after that."

Kid looked over the top of his book to Maka who was standing over him. Clearing his throat, he closed his eyes and sighed. "Maka, you make it very hard to read when you stand in my light like that. Is it really necessary?"

"We need to talk." Maka frowned and pulled the book out of his hands, slamming it shut on the surface of the desk. Kid almost had a heart attack, but Maka barked, "save it." She rubbed her temples and sighed, tossing her head down as if slumping over in defeat. She groaned and rested her palms down on the table, avoiding Kid's eyes. "I confronted Soul yesterday..."

"I've noticed... he's not himself today."

Maka looked up and glared. "What the hell does that mean?" She frowned and stood up, crossing her arms over her chest.

Kid sighed again and folded his hands on the surface of the desk, raising an eyebrow. He glanced over towards the door and then back up at Maka, shaking his head. "Really, you haven't noticed? He's cut every class this morning and at lunch he didn't touch his food once." The young shinigami reached for his book again and flipped through the pages, going back to where he had left off. Maka sighed and he didn't have to look up to know she was frowning in his direction. Instead, he merely sighed himself and closed his eyes. "Maka-chan, there isn't much I can say to you other than the fact that the two of you need to confront each other on the real matter." Opening one eye, he looked up at her and smirked.

The young meister puffed out her cheeks and gripped her fists at her sides. "Real matter? Are you saying black blood isn't an issue? Because so help me Kid, I will strangle you..." She cracked her knuckles and perked up a brow, but Kid quickly held his hands up in defense.

"N-not what I meant, Maka. What I mean is..." He coughed into his fist and cleared his throat, looking up at her again. Raising one hand, Kid pointed a ringed finger in the direction of her heart. "It's obvious how you feel about him. The way you stare... how romantic..." Kid fluttered his eyes and smiled until his head slammed down into the table and Maka was standing over his with a book in her hand - the look on her face was one of a thousand burning suns.

Maka reached forward and yanked Kid over the desktop, dragging him up to his feet. She glared into his eyes and shook him back and forth, her face burning a bright red. "You are so idiotic! This has NOTHING to do with feelings or... crap like that..." Maka slowly stopped shaking him and looked down, her hands still gripping his jacket. "It's complicated..."

"Complications can be so tedious..."

"Let's just find Soul... alright?"

"..." Kid looked at her as she turned away and began heading for the door. He brushed himself off and slowly followed her, his hands casually in his pockets. Their problem isn't a lack of trusting one another, it's a lack of trusting themselves. Kid looked up at the ceiling and let out a slight sigh. He caught up with the female meister and patted her shoulder. "Maka-chan. What is it that drives you to worry about Soul the way you do?"

Maka glanced over at him and then looked ahead again as they walked down the hall. "I'm his meister until he becomes Lord Death's weapon. I'm supposed to worry about him..."

"I think there's more to it. If this were just a partnership and nothing more, would you really care as much as you do? Look at you. You're dragging me with you just to find him. You want him to open up to you." Kid sighed and blinked, staggering slightly as Maka turned to glare at him. He pulled his hand out of Maka's and held his arms up, shaking his head. "Oh come on, Maka-chan! Stop kidding yourself, you know how you feel about him!"

"Maka... CHOP!"

Kid buckled over and held his head, frowning as little tears formed in his eyes. He rubbed his head and looked up at Maka who was now facing him. Her face was a bright red, but she was furious. She shook her head repeatedly and stomped her foot like a child would. "I don't have ANY feelings for Soul and I never will! We're just partners!" Maka looked down at Kid who looked severely disappointed in her. He glanced away and Maka backed up slightly until she heard footsteps behind her. Suddenly her heart felt heavy and she knew why Kid had taken his gaze away from her.

"Don't be so uncool, Maka..."

The meister whirled around on her heels and stared widely, her hands limp at her sides. Soul stood before her with his hands casually in his pockets.

What did I tell you, Soul? Start picking yourself up off of the ground unless you want to be a ragdoll all your life.

No one asked you.

True, but I am you or are you me? I to you, you to me; I see and hear everything you do...

Shut the hell up...

Come on now, Soul. Don't be so brash... stop delaying the show and come jam with me... your audience grows weary...

Soul scowled under his breath and shook the voice away. He took his eyes off of Maka and turned towards Kid, grinning in that usual way of his, although something seemed slightly out of place. "Apparently two new students are arriving here today, or so Black Star said. He mentioned something about hearing it from Sid. My guess is that he was snooping around." Soul smirked and bumped fists with Kid. "I say we go check it out, give 'em a little welcoming party from the crew."

Kid tighted the collar of his jacket and grinned, slipping his hands back into his pockets casually. "Well, I wonder if it'll be anything like my welcoming with you and Black Star. Oh that was quite the show..." Kid faked a tear and wiped at his eye, smirking as Soul laughed loudly and held his stomach. Kid glanced back at Maka and held up a hand in a slight wave. "Well, I'll catch you later. Stop by sometime if you'd like to finish the conversation."

The two of them walked off without another word to Maka.

Brown hair fell in her face, but Maka's eyes were to busy focusing on the floor tiles. Normally she would have scolded the two of them for making fun of new students, but today she didn't give a damn. She slowly hugged herself, her head still hanging low. In the distance she could hear their voices growing fainter. A single tear fell from her eyes and dropped to the ground, breaking into a hundred microscopic droplets across the small area in front of her left foot. Her voice was barely a whisper as it left her lips.

"I thought you could see through my lies..."

"Yahoo! The mighty Black Star is having fans come to see him, after all! Come! Come and bask in all my holiness!" Black Star grinned and crouched down, his hand up above his eyes as he scanned the area back and forth several times. Behind him, Soul and Kid covered their mouths as they chuckled and rolled their eyes. Black Star spun around on his heels to face them and pointed his finger in their direction, his other hand on his hip. "You're just jealous of my glory! Ha ha ha!"

"Yeah, you keep on telling yourself that." Soul rolled his eyes and grinned, walking passed Black Star. He stopped at the top of the stairs and glanced down, looking out as students began to move out of the way of two approaching figures. Soul raised an eyebrow and scowled as he caught sight of the pair that were moving rather obscurely up the path. His eyes fell upon the magenta locks of the female in the pair. She was slightly tan and had looks that could just kill a man. Her yellow eyes crossed paths with his crimson orbs and suddenly he felt as though he weighed a million pounds. Soul's legs were giving in and he couldn't find the strength to move as she continued to glare right through him. Her hair, which was pulled into a side ponytail, swayed with every step. The girl took one more step and was suddenly eye level with Soul.

"Sakura, don't play with your food. It's a nasty habit."

The one called Sakura arched a brow and turned her head, glancing over to her green-haired partner. "I didn't realize I was doing anything... I was merely getting a good look over him, Ryu. But it seems his friends aren't taking too kindly to that." Sakura swayed out of the way delicately as Black Star threw a punch in her direction.

A light flashed and the green-haired male suddenly vanished, coiling himself around the woman's hands. Two brass knuckles appeared before a fist was thrown into Black Star's face. Sakura flashed a glare before landing lightly on her toes, barely making a sound as she sashayed side to side. "You shouldn't be so keen on attacking your comrades... Brass Knuckles, Ryuho, of Tokyo should not be underestimated..." The brass knuckles glimmered and Black Star glared, wiping blood from his mouth.

As Kid helped Black Star up, Soul snapped back to reality and changed his arm into a blade. Just as he was about to attack, a voice behind the crowd stopped him.

"Ah, hello! Hello! Sakura-chan, Ryuho-kun! How nice to see yoooooou. I see you've met Shibusen's star players!" Lord Death held up a large, white hand and without a second's notice, brought it down over Sakura's head. She wobbled side to side as the brass knuckles took the form of a male standing beside her once more. Everyone else whirled around to face Lord Death, all speaking at once.

"Lord Death? You know them?"

Lord Death chuckled and folded his hands behind his back. "Know them? I sent for them, kiddos. Welcome Spartoi's newest duo..."

a/n; I just love plot twists. Yum. Sorry if it confused anyone. ;D Feel free to message or review with any questions you have and I will be sure to answer them all! And to those who are following, I know he never really did get rid of the black blood, but I played off of the anime when it made it seem as he did, then jumped into the manga after he became a Death Scythe and etc.

OH ALSO. I need some good song titles. If you've noticed, ever chapter is a song. uqu;

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