I don't own soul eater... I could never write such a stroke of genius.

Chapter 5

Spirit returns:

Miley and Mason are on a Date?

Miley walked next to Mason. She couldn't shake the feeling that this was a bad idea. There was a witch trying to kidnap students, and they where going out on a date? She shook herself mentally. This wasn't a date. It was clear they didn't care who they took. If they got a hold of both of them, they would be dead if not by the witch's hands then by Stein's. This wasn't a date, but the more she thought about it, it sounded like one.

They had gone out to dinner, at one of the nicer restaurants in town. They sat a talked about school and their friends. The after dinner they got ice cream and watched the sun go down. The more she thought about this it look more and more like a date. She wondered how many people they passed thought they were a couple. What if they passed Stein? Would he say anything, why would he care? Miley was brought out of her thoughts by Mason putting his arm around her.

"Will you relax Miles." He said using his nickname for her. "You're so tense, no witch is going to get you while I'm around." He tightened his grip. "Trust me on that one."

"It's not witches I'm worried about." She muttered not understanding why she felt so happy. She was always with Mason. But tonight was different... suddenly she didn't care who saw as long as they stayed like this.

Dinner was a one of the nicer restaurants in town. Miley felt rather out of place, even Mason's didn't have this much sliver-wear... but somehow he seem to know which one was which. They talked about normal stuff, like school and their friends, but to her it did seem different. They where always together but the chat was nice. She couldn't take her eyes away from his. She loved it when it was just the two of them.

After dinner they walked about a block to get some ice cream. A banana split which they shared. Mason rubbed whip cream all over her nose. She tired to get him back but all she managed to do was fall over. He helped her up wiping her face clean with a napkin. Miley couldn't believe that it was going so perfectly. She didn't want it to end.

Sadly it did, when they decided to walk though the park before going home. Miley noticed a shape in the middle of the walkway. She knew who it was right away, she couldn't believe it, how did he get there? She hurried over to him and quickly checked him over. She couldn't believe that they gave them back alive! It didn't make any sense.

"Spirit!" She shook him. "Come on, open your eyes!"

"Miley, I don't think that is going to work. We need to get him help. We needed to head for the academy." Bending down next to his Meister. Miley shook her head at him.

"There's no guarantee someone is going to be there. Not to mention, Stein's is just a block away." Mason looked at her.

"How did you know that he's home?"

"It's Stein, he's always home." At least she hoped he was... He seemed to agree with her. He pulled one of the older weapon's arms around his shoulder. He found this very amusing, this just proved how well Miley knew Stein, he knew that month that she had lived with him had done her some good. She knew she could go to him if she got into trouble, something Mason knew, Stein was trying to teach her from her first year.

Miley couldn't believe that she was dropping by Stein's house unannounced again! She wished she had a cell phone so she could at least warn him first. Then she wondered would it be weird to have a teacher's number? Was that even aloud? Why was she thinking about this now! She knew her and Stein relationship was different but still ethics had to be upheld. She didn't want Stein to lose his job over a misunderstanding. He was really going to be sick of her face, this year.

It was a grueling trip. Correction it was a very grueling trip, with Spirit between them unable to support his own weight. So the team had to drag his feet over the pavement. She hoped that the death scythe wasn't to attached to his shoes. She couldn't believe she was thinking about that right now? What was going on with her?

It took three times longer that it should have. When they arrived at Stein's Miley felt her stomach turn over. All the windows where dark. She was starting to doubt that he was home.

"I don't think he's home Miles." Mason pointed out. She stood there, she knew Spirit needed help, what if he and Miss Marie had gone out some where. She took a deep breath. Then it dawned on her. There was a way to check though. She smacked herself in the head, she couldn't believe she hadn't thought if it before.

"I'm such an idiot! Why don't I just check for his soul?" She closed her eyes. Yep, she could feel it he was home Miss Marie was there too but she seemed to be further away. She had a feeling that Stein was working on some project. She walked over and rang the bell. There was no answer. She rang it again. Waiting a few minutes and still no answer. He was home, she didn't understand why he wasn't answering, he always answered the door. She looked back at Spirit. She knew that she really didn't have the time to waste. She began to press the button over and over. She really hated people who did that, but this was a special case.

Stein sat up. He rubbed his eyes, he didn't remember falling asleep. Though he rarely ever remembered falling sleep... He grabbed his glasses, Marie was to good to him. He pulled of the blanket that covered him. That was when he noticed the unending doorbell. He glanced at his watched then wondered who would come to call at ten-thirty at night. He couldn't only think of Spirit but could rule him out due to the fact the man was still missing. The doorbell kept going. Whoever the caller was better not have woken Marie.

He opened the door the first thing he noticed was Mason holding Spirit. He could tell it was Spirit his soul, Stein was all to familiar with it. Spirit of course didn't look like himself. Beaten and bloody, Stein wondered how did that to him. He started looking for Mason's partner and found her standing stock still next to the door. He rubbed his eyes under his glasses, he was really tired.

"Did I wake you?" She asked confused. He understood why, his sleeping problems where common knowledge.

"I can see, that you didn't just stop by tea." He gestured to Spirit. That was when he noticed what she was wearing.

It wasn't what he used to. The skirt wasn't pleated but flowing and seemed to be made out of silk. Her shirt was low cut, not too bad. It did emphasize everything about her though. Mason was dressed differently then normal too. He was wearing a nice pair of black slacks. His shirt was wearing a plain green shirt, but it was dressy.

His mind jumped to why they where out so late. He knew that he needed to worry about that later. Spirit seemed in real trouble. "Inside now." He said taking his former weapon from Mason.

They both quickly followed behind him. "Miley, I need a bowl of hot and one of cold water." The girl nodded, she knew the lay out of the house pretty well. He quickly headed into his lab. He was so glad that he had these things for emergencies. He grabbed the things he would need. He just hoped Spirit hadn't lost too much blood. He didn't have anything for a blood transfusion... he needed to restock that. He entered the room to find Miley cleaning Spirit's face.

She saw him and quickly moved out of the way. He handed the bag to Mason. "Hold that high." He told the weapon, who followed the order. Stein took a deep breath. He needed to clam down, if he didn't he was going to turn Spirit into a pin cushion.

It didn't help that Spirit was dehydrated. Stein was really having trouble finding a vein. He started tapping his arm just over a vein. He felt Miley lean over him. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to find a vein, tapping in the skin over the vein it will rise up. Making it easier to puncture. It where the IV goes in."

"Sorry. That you have to do all this."

"Why, are you sorry. Last time I checked you weren't the one who beat the hell out of him. If it wasn't for you, he most likely would have died."

This was true. It would have taken awhile but his injures would have killed him if he hadn't been found. He finally was able to get a clear shot to that vein. He quickly slid the needle under the Death Scythe's skin. He made sure the liquid was flowing. He knew Spirit was getting on his way to getting stable. He turned to get the story from the kids.

Miley told him quickly, he could tell she was leaving something out. Why where they talking a walk in the middle of the night? He pushed it out of his mind, that was for another time. After he got the story he told the Staff Team to go home. He needed to watch over Spirit. He watched his chest rise and fall thankfully it was evenly.

"Sorry, Marie I'm not getting sleep tonight." He said to himself. He went for a cigarette. Then sighed then returned it to his pocket. Why did Spirit always make things worst? Several hours later, he really needed a cigarette, but he didn't dare leave the wounded weapon alone. He also didn't dare smoke around Spirit in his condition.

He leaned against his chair. He still didn't understand if the witches why didn't they just kill him? He would admit he was glad Spirit was alive, but it didn't make sense. Why leave the weapon of Lord Death himself alive? He really wasn't sure what was going on here. He would just have to wait for Spirit to wake up.

Suddenly Spirit's flew open, a darted around and realized where he was he let out a low whine. "I thought I was done with this shit!"

"What, waking up at my house in the middle of the night with an IV in your arm." Came Stein's sarcastic remark.

"Yeah," Spirit seemed to remember something and started to sit up. Stein pushed him back down. "Stein have have to speak to Lord Death!"

"Spirit you're dehydrated, you're not going any where till you get some fluids."

"But the next weapon they take won't come back Stein, I'm a warning to the rest. I need to warn Lord Death right away!"

Alright that was a bit of a chiffly my bad! Oh well tell me what you think? The plot is starting to pick up and it will get to the major point soon I promise!