DUN DUN DUN DUN! The time has come for the results to be released! Well I have to continue the story and I've finally thought of a plan. A plus plus to it is that I have to write smut (I'm disgusted) and a chapter dedicated to the demon pistols and an OCD freak. Tada~ moving on to the chappie!

Disclaimer: I don't freakishly own Soul Eater

After the plane ride~ (I love time skips xDDD)

"Ugh remind me never to go for a rush vacation." Maka moaned as Soul massaged her back, relieving the tension in it.

"Looks like being a pianist paid off," Soul chuckled as his meister gradually relaxed, he cracked his knuckles and turned around. "Your turn."

"Well being a meister had paid off too," Maka teased and she massaged his bulky shoulders, wondering when her weapon training will start.

She pitied her lover, remembering yesterday how Black*Star forced him to run 50 laps around the hotel (though she could have done it with ease) by threatening to send his wavelength into him. He was dead beat when he finished, collapsing onto the bed without a bath.

"Any sightings of the kishins yet?" Kid entered the room; he had yet to sense anything but his range wasn't as big as Maka who had covered the entire place.

"None….." The meister drawled. "We were going to stop the resonance soon. It's really energy draining…"

Kid gave the pair a warm smile before closing the door behind him. "Have a good night sleep then."

Meanwhile, Black*Star and Tsubaki had already managed to track down the sinister presence of the kishins.

"How many are there?"

Tsubaki's reflection appeared on the chain scythe, trying to see if there were more. "Around fifty. Some are in the other room."

"Alright. Perfect for someone big like me." Black*Star cackled darkly, wondering how he should enter his stage.

"Please don't do that." Tsubaki begged, reading his thoughts easily as he thought like that constantly. "Let's finish this quick and easy. First way of an Assassin - Be covered in shadow…. Hold your breath…. Lie in wait for your target to let down their guard."

"Second way of the Assassin –Be in sync with your target, anticipate its thoughts and actions." Black*Star muttered under his breath as he steadied the chain scythe in front of him. "Third way of Assassin: Defeat your target before they are aware of your presence."

"They are intending to head to the other room. Let's finish them off…." Tsubaki whispered.

"Shuriken mode." The bluenette commanded which Tsubaki obeyed immediately, easily changing to her meister's command.

"Let's go." Black*Star said as he took a steady aim at the group of them before releasing Tsubaki which sliced them cleanly, leaving kishin souls floating.

"Ten down. Forty more…." Tsubaki spoke in a tender voice as she slowly devoured the souls.

Feeling her soul strengthen, she changed into ninja sword mode in Black*Star's hands where he sped off silently into the other room, his presence hidden as he hid in the crack that was large enough for him to ambush his enemies.

The dark arm weapon surveyed the situation below where they were just having a conference on where to strike. "Take out the people at the sides first and then I'll cause a confusion, finish them off alright? Then you can have your stage."

"Sounds like a plan for the gods." Black*Star grinned as he quickly made an inaudible dash around the sides of the room, slicing and grabbing souls.

The duo were about to proceed with the next part of their plane with a hood man came rushing in, anxiety written all over his face. "Master Abigor! Someone has broken in to your magnificent house."

"Smoke bomb mode now!" Black*Star said anxiously, managing to add a hint of arrogance in it that made the camellia smile a little.

Tsubaki nodded and quickly changed, followed by her meister throwing her to the ground, making an illusion for them.

"Ninja sword mode!"

Dashing through the yellow smoke, he skillfully darted under the table and tripped someone and impaled the sword into him, flipping the sword such that Tsubaki changed into a chain scythe and dragged a few more to him, slicing them apart.

Darting onto the table and onto the chandeliers as guns being fired rang into the air, one of the men had a lucky shot and hit his thigh. That meant nothing to him.

"Tsubaki! Fey Blade mode!"

The dark arm meister rushed through his enemies quickly and finished them off even though he was slight hindered by the wound in his leg, making a clean cut in all of them.

"BLACK*STAR RULES THE WORLD!" He hollered as Tsubaki smiled gratefully at him, continuing to eat the souls. She didn't really like the taste and never really got how come Soul loved it so much.

She just couldn't wait for the time where she becomes a death scythe so she wouldn't have to eat it anymore. But she needed the help of her bluenette meister of course.

"Tsubaki, let's head back."

She smiled at her meister as he shot off into the night like a bullet, following him at the constant speed.

When they finally reached the conjoining room that they shared with their friends, Black*Star pulled her waist closer to her, giving her a peck on the cheek.

"Do you think they will scold us?" She whispered.

"They won't be after they know what we did."

"A-Alright." She muttered, inserting the card into the slot, opening their room only to see the lights off and her friends cuddled together in their room sleeping.

They are such idiots sometimes. She smiled warily as she shook her head, carrying Patty to her room and dragging Liz along with her. They were both heavy sleepers but they were sure heavier than they looked.

Black*Star carried the young grim reaper and death scythe to their rooms with ease and when they were done, the pair finally went to sleep.

Feeling kind of unsatisfied with myself as I didn't cough up more words. Grrr. I barely hit 1k which appalls me to no end. AHHH whatever but please leave a review for me and don't forget to favorite and follow if you haven't! Check out my other stories too!

What's on my fic rack: Since the story was less interesting, I think I fill you in with a good story that will want to make you cry and squeal at the same time. It is Just Be Friends by Granolah.

Perfectly by coincidence, Soul and Maka met in bar and they did not think much of the meeting. But fate intertwines yet again and Soul suddenly becomes the caretaker of the ash-blonde lady. They both had their own problems but their incredible stubbornness causes them to hurt themselves even more.

Will they finally let go of their problems and let someone into their hearts or will they just be friends as the title states? So make sure you got your gun ready too as there are captives running loose!