Author's Note: The True Black Star has returned. He will start on second chapter. Containing, The True Black Star's best friend, yet worst enemy, Death the Kid. (TheTrueDeaththeKid pissed me off when I was typing this...) The True Black Star will make it clear on why. He will wait until the end of the chapter, but until then, he wants you to read. I know, I'm The True Black Star.

"Hibike, kirakira shita koe wo ryoute ni..." Kid sung sofly as he ran hot water for his shower. "Kagayaku...utagoe wo..." he continued, testing to see if his water was too hot.

"Hey! Quit singing that goddamn song, Kid!" snapped an angry Liz from outside the bathroom. "We're running late, hurry up!"

"Liz, can I at least feel the water of my shower? I just got in," sighed Kid, stepping in.

"Kid...you were in there for 20 minutes! How are you just now getting in the shower? What the hell are you doing in there?"

"Can't I just enjoy myself, Liz?"

"Fine, but enjoy yourself quickly! We have a concert to get to." Liz walked away from the bathroom door and went to check on Patty.

"Thanks. Hibike, kirakira shita koe wo ryoute ni..."

Meanwhile, Soul and Maka were being notified about Death the Kid's concert, known as the Coming Home Tour, although, he wasn't on tour, he was just finally returning to his home town, Death City to perform.

Although, he never really wanted to go back there because it's where his father lived. He hated his father because he never really treated him right and his mother was dead. He never really felt loved before. Not even by his bodyguards, Liz and Patty. He decided that he'd leave Death City as soon as the concert was over there. The only reason why he wanted to go there was because he wanted to escape from a bounty hunter, who was banned from Death City a long time ago. Kid would know that. His father owned the city. (Quite needless to say)

"Let's go, Kid!" yelled Liz, as the three ran to the van outside, driven by their manager, Stein.

"I'm coming!" Kid yelled back.

"Ready?" asked Stein, looking back at the stars, smiling his usual creepy smile.

"I need you to speed it up, Stein. We're running late," said Liz.

"Yay! We're going fast!" cheered Patty. "Ooh! Do we to knock on the airplane window again?"

"NO! I am not doing that again!" snapped Liz.

"Oh, come, Liz. You have to admit it was funny," whimpered Kid.

"No, we were so late, the plane took off and you summonded your skateboard to fly us up there and knock on the plane window!"

"Hilarious, wasn't it?"

"NO! They thought we were terrorists!"

"Yes, that's the funny part, Liz!"

"Kid, if that happens again, I'm quitting the band!"

"Okay...gosh..."

Meanwhile, Soul and Maka were discussing how they were going to reach up to Death the Kid's standards.

"Alright, if we're going to beat Kid, we have learn about his material and his style and try to top it," said Soul. "So tonight, you and I are going to his concert so we can check him out and see what we're dealing with. Cool?"

"Yeah. That's good."

"Better be careful, Soul, Maka might fall in love with him!" laughed Spirit out of nowhere.

"Where do you keep coming from?" snapped Soul.

"Actually, he's right," said Crona, coming in from another room in a jacket. "Death the Kid's known for all the girls who constantly click on to his shoulder just by standing. You probably should be worried."

"I'm not worried. Maka won't fail me, right, Maka?" asked Soul, flashing a nervous smile at her. She nodded her head.

That night, Kid came up on stage, fully prepared for his performance. Soul and Maka came in the slightest bit of late, but they didn't miss any of his performance. He just got in. They were way in the back.

"Hello, Death City!" Kid cheered to the audience. He held out his microphone and the crowd screamed.

"Sorry, I didn't get that..." Kid joked. The crowd screamed louder.

"Is that all you got?" The crowd went wild.

"Okay! Liz, Patty, let's go!"

The song started to play. It was his hit number one song, "This is our Signpost." The crowd were excited to hear him sing it live.

Kid: Ookiku te wo hiroge haruka kanata no kimi he todoke
katai kizuna no akashi
mabusii hazashi abi ismo no asa wo sugosu hazu ga
kurai sora ni oowateru
(I spread my hand wide, telling it to reach you far on the other side, proof of our strong bonds. Basking in the brilliant sun rays, I meant to spend the morning as usual, but it was concealed by the dark sky)

Patty: Kotori no sazuri kiite
Liz: akarui mirai mieru kara
Kid: kitto
Liz and Patty: futari
Kid: chikara
Liz and Patty: awase
All: hikari yorimodoseru
(Listen to the baby birds chirping and you'll be able to see a bright future, so if the two of us combine our power, then certainly we can call the light.)

All: Hibike! kirakira shita koe wo ryoute ni
Kid: kagayaku
Patty: minna
Kid: utagoe wo
Liz: kiiete
All:kokoro ga haretekuru yo
Todoke! komiageteru mune ni ima sugu
Kid: Sora wo
All: hora miagete saa ikou! sore ga michi shirube
(Resonate! grasp the glittering voice in both hands. If everyone listens to our shining, singing voices, their hearts will be refreshed. Get there! Immediately, in our hearts welling up with emotion. Hey, look up at the sky, and let's go! That's our signpost.)

"What a gay song," Soul whispered to Maka, that is before he realized that she bounced on him.

"Maka?" whimpered Soul. She was mesmorised by Kid's face. She walked over to the stage, as close as she could get, which was all the way to the front. She couldn'get away. Soul noticed her and as he noticed it, he remembered what Crona said about the star. He looked around where he was and realized that all the guys were in the back while the girls were fighting to get up front.

"Maka!" yelled Soul, running up to the front. She was up there, staring at Kid. She couldn't stop. She even tried, but she couldn't do so much as turn around. He grabbed her by her shoulders and tried to get her away, but it wasn't. Maka was too deep in her trance. Staring at Kid.

Kid noticed her face, staring at him. He looked right back at her. He loved her at first sight. Out of all the girls in the crowd that were also staring uncontroably at him, he felt that she was the most beautiful. Still singing, he smoothly reached out for her and touched her at the bottom of the chin, causing the young rockstar meister to faint. This got Soul explictly angry. The last thing Maka saw was Kid getting so close to her, looking directly into her eyes, even winking at her. He truly fell in love with her and it seemed at the moment that Maka fell in love with him.

She was knocked out through the whole consert. Soul kept screaming her name and almost started to slap her, but it didn't work because she woke up by then. She let out a great sigh.

"He was so hot..."

"Damn you, Maka! What was that all about?!" snapped Soul.

"I'm sorry...it's just that...oh my god...I don't know what happened back there. My heart is running away from me...his face...his voice...he's perfect..."

"Oh, well...that's exactly what they say he's obsessed with, but I don't buy it. Nobody's perfect."

"He is..." Soul rolled his eyes and threw her on the floor.

"Let's get out of here, Maka."

Maka slowly got up to walk away, but she felt a hand resting on her shoulder. She turned around and found Kid in her face again.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly. "I saw you faint. I mean, well, I've made a lot of girls faint, but you looked like you died."

Soul marched up to him angrily.

"No she didn't! She fainted just like any other girl would! You're just flirting with her and for your information, I'm her boyfriend!" he screamed.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I was checking on her."

"Stop talking like that!"

"This is seriously how I talk."

"No it's not! You're still trying to pick her up! Give it up! She's not yours!"

"Okay, well, that's not the way you talk. You're just trying to scare me."

"NO, this is how I talk."

"No it's not. You're just trying to scare and that's all there is to it!"

Maka got inbetween the two.

"Guys, don't fight." she pleaded.

"I'm not trying to fight the guy, he's fighting me," said Kid.

"Stop talking like that!"

"Stop screaming at me!"

"Both of you stop! Soul, you're being out of line. Now you're going to have to deal with him at dinner. Kid, would you like to come over. We're rockstars too."

"I know. You're Maka. You guys are pretty big. I mean, you're not exactly the biggest, but big. I did want to meet you when I came down here."

"I'll meet you two in the car. Single," pouted Soul, walking away angrily.

"Don't mind him, Kid. He's been in a bad mood lately."

"Well, I'd love to come over and eat with you, but Soul might poison me."

"Don't worry, I won't let him." Maka took out piece of paper from her pocket. "You have a pen?"

"Yeah, I have two of them, but I'll have to take them both out."

"Why?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Kid took out a pen from each pocket and handed them to her.

"I only need one."

"I don't want one pen in my hand if I'm not writing."

"So, it's true."

"What's true?"

"That you're obsessed with perfection and symmetry."

"You said 'perfeciton and symmetry,' What's the difference?"

"Okay then." Maka wrote her address and number and gave it to him. "You can come around whenever you're ready, if you want to come."

"No, I'll come, it's just that I'll be leaving soon. I really don't want to be here."

"Why not? It's great place, Death City."

"I know. It just has some...unpleasent memories..."