I hope this part is written OK. It is really long becase I know I disappeared and want to make it up to you!

Disclaimer: Soul Eater is not mine, K?

No One's Point Of View

"Hello! Sinigami-Sama? Azusa talking." Lord Death waved through the mirror at the Asian Death weapon. "Hello hello. Was there something you wanted to inform me about, Azusa?" The woman nodded seriously and pushed up her glasses. "There is news about the whereabouts of the last gorgon." Lord Death froze. "I thought they were all dead? Except Crona." Azusa nodded. "There were rumors consisting a witch, about sixteen years old, that carries the name Orev Gorgon. She is supposed to be very powerful, and wants to avenge her fallen family members. I didn't want to bother you with rumors, so I investigated by myself for a while." Azusa's eyes lost their focus for a moment, which was oddly unnerving considering her usual sharpness. "Don't be fooled by her age, she might pose a real threat to DWMA. She has the tendency of... tempting men, and knowing your crew, that is one of our week spots." Azusa was obviously talking about Spirit. "I don't date sixteen year olds! Are you crazy? She's the same age as Maka!" Azusa frowned. "I have to go now, there is still work that needs to be done. But before I'll go, it's important for you to know the last place where Orev was seen is South America two weeks ago. She also obtains the ability to fly." Lord Death nodded seriously.

"What do you think?" He asked Spirit after the end of the call. "Even if she is young, younger than Kim- she is still a gorgon. I think she should be exterminated." He crossed his arms. "But who will we send? I think team of women will be in order, no?" Lord Death suggested. "We don't have many teems of girls!-" Spirit started to protest when Lord Death hushed him. "We have plenty. We can send Kim and Jacklin, the Thompsons can handle each other, Maka, since she works alone..." Spirit's eyes widened. "Since when?" He asked in surprise. "She had been alone for a long time now. She is a weapon after all." Spirit frowned. "She might get hurt alone-" once again, Lord Death hushed the death scythe.

"Tsubaki can't go, because Black*Star won't come either, but maybe we could convince Blair to join. What about the NOT girls? They have beaten a gorgon before." At that point Spirit was even more upset. "You can't send NOT's on a mission like that. They're unprepared." Death sighed. "You're right. The five will have to do."

Maka's Point Of View

"Huh? A mission? where to?" I asked. Next to me stood Kim, Jacklin, Liz and Patty. "We are not yet sure of her whereabouts. The subject can move really fast from place to place, all we can do for now is try and get you all flying." Jacklin nodded calmly. Of course she did, as she already knew how to fly. "Who are we fighting again?" Sid turned to her. "A witch named Orev. Her magic is raven's sorcery." Liz looked at him, stressed. "There is absolutely no way I can get wings. Have you ever heard of a pistol with wings?" Patty cracked her knuckles. "If Blair joins you can all fly on pumpkins, but you better learn anyway In case she will be harmed in the battle. No matter what happens, you can't let Kim and Jacklin fight alone." I bit my lip. It was obvious Sid was talking about me. Liz and Patty could at least fire up to the sky- I was the problematic one.

And now, I must teach myself to fly.

...

"Come on Maka! You can do it!" Kid called at me. "I feel stupid." I told him with a slight blush. "How can you grow wings if you don't concentrate?" He asked. "Well you aren't helping. Cheering on me isn't gonna make me focus, you know. And how can I even get wings? I'm a double edged scythe. Where would they go?" Kid bit his lip. I knew he was thinking, but why must he do it like THAT? I turned my head away, trying not to melt into a puddle.

"You only fight in a part weapon form, so picture yourself with wings coming out of your back." I nodded and focused again. Something about his aura... his smell, it affected me. I can't fail when he's with me, I must succeed! I stood up, breathing deeply. Suddenly, it happened.

My back felt weird.

"You did it! Sort of," Kid called. I opened my eyes. The wings were surprisingly heavy. I tried to move one of them, it obeyed. "Are those..." I asked. "Yea, blades. Like the ones you grew in the fight with Asura, I guess no fluffy wings for you. But you can move them, right? Try flying for a second." I sighed and ordered my wings to flap a couple of times. My body jumped in the air for a good moment. "Amazing." I heard Kid whisper. I smiled widely.

"Let's go celebrate!" I called. He smiled end held his hand out for me. "Hell no, we are taking Beelzebub. I can't even fly myself properly." He grinned and summoned Beelzebub. "You'll fly soon enough. Where do you wish to go?" I blinked blankly. "Umm... I don't know." I pulled my shoulders, wings flapping loudly. Kid hummed. "We never went to Death Park." My eyes widened. "No! Not there, let's go somewhere else." Kid raised an eyebrow and pulled me to him by the waist.

"Why? Are you scared? Don't worry, there aren't any blades there." I frowned. "You will never let that go, will you?" I sighed to hide my smile when he nodded in agreement. "Well I'm just not good at theme parks. They make me sick." He rolled his eyes at me. "It's different. This time I'm with you." my stomach felt fussed once more at his statement. "Then... fine. Let's go to flipping Death Park." He smiled and pulled me on to the skateboard. "Thank you." He whispered in a soft tone. I fought off the little part of me that just wanted to turn and kiss him. "Yea yea, whatever makes you happy."

...

I clutched Kid's hand for dear life as the roller coaster cabin started moving. "I can't believe you got me to ride it!" I shouted, petrified. Kid grinned and pulled me closer to him. The tension was horrible, as we drove higher and higher, and then-

"Ouch. I think you hurt my hearing." Kid complained. I was still holding on to him forcefully, shivering. "Why did you do this to me?" I squeaked. "What?" he asked, pointing his ears. Well, I did scream pretty hard at that first drop, so I guess it made sense that he would not hear much now. "I SAID, WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?" I shouted. He turned his face down to me. "I like it when you hold on to me like that; it's cute and makes me feel manly." I frowned. He didn't have to be this honest. "I hate you." To my grumpy reaction Kid smirked. "I love you too dear." I rolled my eyes.

We ended up really having fun at Death Park. I declined riding most of the coasters but there were some things we were able to do- the fun things, like going into a haunted house, in which I may and may not hugged and kissed Kid a little too often to calm down. We also went on the water rides, where it took my all to keep clam, but not because I was scared. The water sprinkled all over our faces. Don't judge me. And then there were the romantic rides. Those took a lot of hints and blushing to get on, since we were both too shy to talk about it openly. We ate a lot of candies and junk, as the sky slowly turned dark and the laughing sun kissed the horizon. The last thing we went on was the Death wheel, seeing as it all lit up perfectly in a shape of a skull. Kid put his hand around my shoulder. "Today was fun. I love spending time like this." I smiled sweetly and kissed him. "The view is amazing from up here, so romantic." He nodded, smiling back in his happiest possible expression. "You are the view." He then replied. "You are SUCH a cliché." I giggled. "I'm sorry, is that a complaint I hear?" He stated in a knowing tone. I sighed and put my head on his shoulder. We were just like the prince and his Cinderella. He was my savior, the fairy and the prince, who granted almost all of my wishes. Almost.

Kid's Point Of View

We went back home. I sighed as I felt Maka's hand travel like she usually did when she got in that mood. "Maka, we talked about this. You know how this will end, so why ruin the date?" Maka frowned and kissed me. "Just because you can't touch me doesn't mean I can't touch you." I bit my lip. She was right again, but it just felt... wrong. "I said stop it!" I pushed her off. Maka looked hurt. "I'm not some bitch, you know, it's hard for me too." I didn't let her expression soften me. She knew it was out of the question, if I could stay strong, there was no reason for her not to. "This can't continue, Maka. How many times have I told you so? are you suicidal?" Her frown became angrier. "I am not!" I glared at her. "Unless you'll learn, I can't take you out like this anymore." It pained him to say it, but he had to. "What are you talking about? Didn't you have fun?" She asked. "That is exactly what I'm saying. It's selfish of me, I know, but for now I think we should break up. It is not just a whim either, I have been thinking about it for a while."" Her shocked and sad expression almost made me take it back, but it was too late. It faded when she turned around, running away from the mansion. "Maka!" I called after her. "I'm going home!" She shouted, holding her hand out to hide her tears as she ran down the street, to her old apartment.

*Pretends I did not just sink my ship*