Hello! Long time no see. I'm just so busy! (with watching anime...) well excuse me for InuYasha being so good! though, Kid is still the best one of all. I actually have a list of my favorit males in anime, in no particular order... Kid, Stein, Koga (not with Kagome, just Koga. He makes me happy for some reason), InuYasha, Sesshomaru, L, Sebastian, Gajeel and Natsu.

Anjoy this Fluffy mess of mine!

Disclaimer: Soul Eater and the Dorks are not mine. The witch is mine, though. BTW Orev means raven in hebrew.

Beelzebub flew over the city of Las Vegas. The now young lord Death scanned the rooftops with his eyes, spreading a dark aura across the sky. Innocent souls hid inside the hotels- only the ones that had lost hope in living have stayed outside, and how many there were, the beautiful city was sure to be a place of great misfortune as well as luck. It seemed as if Lord Death was no different in that sense, his entire life could be determined in one sentence from a girl, the girl his heart chose.

"Kid"

It was no hallucination. A voice, calling his name.

"Maka..." He whispered. A hand waved at him from a rooftop as the direction of the wind changed, carrying the scant of blood.

Liz's Point Of View

I opened my eyes as the memories hit me with no mercy. "W-Where am I? Where is Patty? Take me to her-" I was hushed by Kid's big golden eyes. "You're in Death city's hospital. Patty is in surgery, having her wound cleaned and stitched. You are by now the first one awake." My eyes filled with tears. "I saw you, just when I thought we are all going to die, and I called you, your name. You gave me hope." My walls came crashing down as I pulled Kid to me and wrapped my arms around him. "I've never been so scared." the tears kept on coming when I felt him hugging me back. "She took her. I'm sorry." I whispered in pain. Kid stayed silent. "The ring, she-" "Liz!" His voice made me forget everything. "Soul!" I shouted, trying to stand and failing miserably. "Liz! Stay in your bed, you're wounded." Soul's eyes were so fall of warmth, I felt myself throwing my lips at his, anxious to feel him again, his calming aura. Kid coughed, causing Soul to stop kissing me. "She took Maka, the ring, she saw it and realized." Kid took a step backward, raising his hands to cover his shocked expression.

"What do you mean?" Soul asked. I could see the fear in his eyes. "The witch, Orev, she kidnapped Maka." I whispered. Suddenly, Soul stood up. "What are you waiting for? Let's go!" He called Kid, receiving back a small nod. "Listen, Liz." Soul said, grabbing my hand. "I have to go now, but we'll be back soon, with Maka. Wait for me?" His goodbye was so quick, I couldn't even tell him, to stay safe, that I love him,

"Wait, Soul-" my hand grabbed at air. "Don't leave me alone." I said to the empty space.

Kid's Point Of View

The worst part is that it was my fault. I gave her that ring, the witch was using her to get to me. I could see Soul looking at me, judging me, but he also looked sad, so sad over something I couldn't understand. Maybe he was thinking about Liz, or about that day when Maka ran to see him, I wonder if he's feeling guilty himself over something he said.

"She loves you, you know? Even after you broke up with her, she wouldn't let me say a bad thing about ya." Soul spoke suddenly, surprising me. "Thank you." I said, relieved.

"When we'll get to safety, I plan on asking her to stay with me." I confessed. Soul looked at me, confused. "For the long run." I added, hoping he will fully understand my intentions. Ever since my father told me the truth I've taken time to organize things inside my head. Maka... If she still loves me, I will make sure she'll never get hurt again, make her stronger, bind our two souls like we both wanted to do for so long. And then...

"You mean you're gonna propose?" Soul looked like He's just seen the very hell most humans talk about. "Eventually." I bit the inside of my cheek. Soul started to cough, probably choking on air. "Fuck." He whispered. "You're serious." He said, more pointing out a fact then asking. His eyes looked like they were going to pop out at any minute and his jaw was just about touching the ground, which was pretty dangerous considering he was driving a motorcycle.

If he could only understand, my everlasting desire for her, if we were married we couldn't be closer then what we already were. And now, the walls were down, and all that crossed between us was that damned witch. 'I'm coming for you' I called in my mind, hoping that somehow my words would reach her, calm her down. "She must be so scared." I felt my back stressing as I sped up, pushing Beelzebub to its limits and forcing Soul to keep up on his motorcycle, almost causing him to crash into multiple cars. 'And I will crush whoever is responsible, until all that's left is a faint line of ash.'

...

/a gas station, somewhere near the cost of California/

"It was a bit careless, just driving off like that. We don't even know where her nest is. Where are we anyway? All I know is we've been driving for more than a day now and I'm exhausted." Soul asked with a sigh. "I do, suspect, at least. Have you not noticed in which direction have I led us out to?" My hand started to fidget restlessly. "California... San Francisco?" I nodded. "I have a feeling her nest is here. She seems to love populated areas, and besides- there are a lot of crows around." Soul twiddled his thumbs. "If you're wrong-" He warned. Suddenly I turned around, something felt... off. "Shhh! I sense a witch presence near." I hissed, summoning Beelzebub. Soul's eyes widened. "What are you doing? Turn to a scythe already." I rushed him. "Wha? But we don't match-" He started to object. "What good can you do in battle if I can't wiled you? If you knew you're not going to serve me, then why did you come?" My voice was harsh, but it was essential for him to understand his position. Soul bit his lip, transforming into a scythe. I picked him up. Soul was heavy and hot, so hot I felt like my arms were melting when holding him.

"Kid, you're injuring yourself! Wouldn't it be better if you fought alone?" Soul asked in fear. I glared at him with the deadliest stare I had in store. "I'm going to save Maka, and you are coming with me." I determined. With that goal at our minds, we reached a new point of understanding. I felt no pain from my injuries, to me Soul's weight was the weight of saving Maka, and I would bluff, and I would lie and act like it's fine for Maka's sake, for me to see her again, to kiss her, to hold her and know she is safe.

"Shit." Soul cursed silently. "Did you see that?" I turned around. A small black raven. "Dammed birds." I replied.

That was the last thing I saw before the world colored black.

...

"Feathers?" My eyes were open, yet all I could see is black, and all I could hear was the call of the raven. Were we captured? My heart still cried for Maka, but first I will have to escape.

"Good, you woke up." So suddenly, I was released. A young girl, about Maka's age, was sitting in front of me. Her hair was dark and messy, complimenting her big black eyes. She was slim, full at all of the right places, and dressed in a short black feather dress and scarf. Normal guys would have fallen for her at first sight, she was stunning, and her aura was magnificent. But I am not like most guys, there was a reason why I never fell in love with anyone, at least until I started spending more time with Maka.

It was not love at first sight, no, I would never want that kind of love in my life- it is corrupted. Love at first sight is, simply, physical attraction, which Maka and I had more than enough of, but not only. I wouldn't even look at her in that sense if fate hadn't involved, pushing me to get to know her, and when I did, I fell in love. Shallow girls, pretty girls, they all look the same to me, but Maka is different, call it soulmate if you want.

"Are you Orev?" I asked. I felt my body turn hotter as black sparks flew out of my hands. "You know my name!" For a minute the witch looked happy, too happy. I tried to move, only to find out that my clothes are stuck to the wall by small feather like knives.

"Where is Maka? And Soul?" I shouted, demanding answers. "Don't shout." The witch whispered, stroking my cheek with her fingers. Only then did I remember, one small detail about that certain witch. "What in the name of-?" Only the thought of it made me chuckle. "What are you trying to do? Cast a temptation spell on me? Please. I met corpses more appealing." It seemed that the last sentence was effective. Orev raised her hand, slapping me with full force. "How rude! You could have just told me you're not interested." I raised an eyebrow. Was she sane? "Darn, I guess the whole thing was in vain, then. What now?" Orev asked herself, puzzled. "I was hoping you will fall for me and make me a Shinigami, but no! And the worst part is that you're pretty cute, too." I was right, she really was insane, and perverted. Quiet but perverted... I know the type. (Back home somewhere, Tsubaki sneezed.)

"What are you talking about? I would have never made you a Shinigami anyway, witch!" Orev blinked at me a few times, confused. "Cute? Hot? Hot and cute?" I felt myself losing it. "Is that what troubles you at a time like this!?" If I could move, I would have surly face-palmed ten times over by now. "Oh, right, the girl."

I held my breath seeing as she disappeared, leaving me behind to brood and hate on myself.