JustACountdown321: I know people are waiting for more lemony goodness so I'll be quick, though I'm not sure yet as to where this chapter is going…

WARNING: Yaoi. Lemons. Mature situations.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Soul Eater or the characters.

I don't remember what happened after my arm transformed. Next thing I knew, the police were there in the alley, finding a naked little boy covered in blood with a corpse in his hands and four others sliced up on the ground around him. I passed out when they got there and I woke up in the hospital. The police still there. They were asking a bunch of questions I don't remember and didn't understand. They were asked to leave and come back later by the nurses. They had to examine me.

When the nurses asked where I was hurt, I broke apart. I started crying, loud, painful cries that made them flinch. My wails were very childish with my small fists rubbing my eyes, looking like a kid who fell and needed a hug. But I wasn't a kid anymore and I only needed one thing: my brother back.

The nurses backed off and gave me my space, but came back later and examined my injuries. I could tell from their expression that what had happened to me sickened them on some level. One nurse even started crying and ran out. When they finished examining my lower body they left, solemn looks on their faces. I just fell back against the bed and slept horribly.

When I woke up a few hours later, I had several bouquets of flowers on my nightstand, all appeared to be from the nurses that had seen me earlier. I cried a little again and buried my face in my hands. Someone cleared their throat and I looked up to see a police officer there. She sat beside my bed and apologized for my loss. She started asking me questions about what happened.

As I told her the story, I had to stop a few times to stop shaking. The police woman just gave me a sad smile each time. When I got to the part about my arm transforming, her expression changed to shock. She asked if I could show her my arm. I just stared and lifted my arm up, willing it to change. Moments later, it was back to a red scythe. She took a picture with her camera and then left.

My arm fell back to my side, transforming back to a regular arm. I just looked at it, unable to comprehend what I could do.

I leaned back against my pillows. Sighing.

Now I'm even more of an outcast than before.

Several years have passed since that day. I was sent to the Death Weapon Meister Academy, or DWMA, partly because I was a powerful weapon, mostly as punishment for killing four people, even if they did rape me and kill my brother.

I don't see how a school that teaches you how to fight bad guys is punishment. But then again, I got paired with an annoying, bookworm, flat-chested meister. Now that might've been my punishment. Unfortunately, that punishment was my only real friend besides Kidd and the Thompson sisters. Of course, they don't know what happened to me those five years ago.

Had it already been five years… It still feels fresh in my mind.

But then again, my birthday is coming up again, and it always reminds me of that day. Damnit…

I'll be as old as Wes was…

Everyone's going to make a big deal about the worst day of my life. I'm going to pretend to be happy about it even though it kills me inside. Ugh…

I was so self-absorbed I didn't realize I had made it to class already. Today we were supposed to be getting some big news. Probably something to do with Maka's grades again. God they praised her too much. I take my place at the very back of the room and lay my head against my desk, hoping to sleep. The bell rings and the others take their places too.

Dr. Stein clears his throat. "Attention class," he says in his monotone voice, "Today we have a new student joining the academy. He's a meister. His weapon will join us later today. Please welcome him to our school." Dr. Stein doesn't sound excited either. Which is odd, he tends to like new kids until they screw up. What did the new student do to get a teacher as an enemy already?

The door suddenly flew off its hinges, hitting the wall on the opposite side of the room. A cloud of dust is all that fills the doorway. Stein just sighs and slumps against his desk. A flash of blue bursts through the door and jumps onto Stein's desk. The smoke clears enough for me to see a blue-headed guy with a tattoo of a star on his shoulder and star-shaped hair. His collar goes up to his chin forcing you to focus on his face. His blue-green eyes are full of life and happiness. His body is pretty muscular, which explains the door's demise. He grins at the class and raises a peace-sign in the air.

"Hello everybody! I am Black Star! I'm going to be the world's best assassin. I'll surpass even god one day! Bwahaha!

He continues to laugh and boast while half the class slumps forward like Stein. A groan is heard throughout the room.

Black Star jumps down and looks for a seat. He sees me not noticing him and jumps onto my desk, startling me. He bends down and looks at me.

"Hey."

"…"

"HEY!"

"What?!"

"I'm Black Star. I'm kind of a big deal. I'm the coolest! But you look cool too, so I'm gonna let you be my friend!" And with that he jumped down and sat next to me, putting his feet on the desk. I just sat there speechless, unable to really comprehend this idiot in front of me. I go back to staring blankly forward at the board. Stein had gotten out of his depression and resumed teaching. The janitor walked by and screamed at the door and the classroom. A tornado had hit and his name was Black Star.

At the end of class, a meek, nasally, girl came in and introduced herself as Black Star's weapon. "H-hello, I'm Tsubaki. Pleased to meet you." She bowed to the class then sat up front with Maka. I had a feeling they were perfect for each other. Meanwhile Black Star was making faces to try and get Tsubaki to notice him. I sighed. I didn't think school could get any worse, but it did that day.

I started to nod off again, completely ignoring the lesson as I drifted off to sleep.

Boy how I wished I hadn't fallen asleep.

"Brother! Brother! Help me!" I cried.

A voice chuckled behind me, slipping its hand down my pants in the process. The other wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer.

"Your brother isn't here anymore, remember?" The tongue belonging to that voice slipped out and licked my cheek, a cut forming where he licked. I felt my body tremble, tears forming in my eyes. The hand touched my entrance.

I screamed…

I felt a hand touch my shoulder and I jerked awake, my eyes flashing with fear. I jumped back and transformed my arm into a scythe again, pointing it towards the outreached hand, and a face full of concern and slight annoyance. My heart beating too fast for its own good. My body trembling.

"W-what the h-hell were y-you doing to me!?" I screamed, drawing everyone's attention to me and Black Star. He stood up, angry now.

"What do you mean? I was trying to wake you up! YOU were having a nightmare! Sorry if being a friend and helping you is offensive!"

I morphed my arm back to its regular form and slumped against the wall, my breathing getting worse. I raised my hand shakily and stared at it, my fingers trembling. Damnit, I'm having another panic attack!

I couldn't breathe. My breath came out in hacks and puffs of air, causing me to start to cough. I rolled over clutching my stomach, my throat closing up with each breath I managed. I heard several chairs clatter as people ran to help. I coughed again and puked a little. Maka screamed.

"Quickly, Dr. Stein! He's having some sort of panic attack!" She ran to help me, but was pulled away right before she touched me. Dr. Stein had stopped her.

"Don't Maka, I know why he's having a panic attack and touching him is the last thing you should do! He'll transform and attack everyone!" He warned everyone to back up and give me room to breathe. Everyone was wary of me. Everyone except Black Star. He pushed past everyone and came right up to me. "Don't Black Star!"

Black Star ignored him and grabbed me by my shoulders, lifting me up onto my feet. I started to panic again. It felt like that night all over again. I felt like that scared little twelve -year-old next to his dead brother again. My body started trembling, glowing red, preparing to change into my scythes. Stein shouted for everyone to get out of the classroom. Black Star was still holding my shoulders. His grip tightening at my shaking form. He just stared into my eyes for a few seconds. I felt him reading the pure terror in them. His face was expressionless, but he then gave me a look of pity and pulled me against his chest.

I stopped moving. His arms held me against him in an embrace. I just stood there, not understanding what was happening. Someone was hugging me? Black Star just held me as my body slowly relaxed, the glowing fading, but the wildness in my eyes still visible. He started rubbing small soothing circles in my back, gently shushing me. That made me sad…

It's what my brother had done to calm me down…

I began crying, the same kind of wail I made when Wes had died. A childish, almost fake cry. My legs gave out and I just leaned against Black Star for support, his grip tightening to accommodate for my weight, my arms hanging limp at my side. He just held me and let me cry. I didn't care what he thought of me at that moment. I just needed to be held.

Dr. Stein came back in when he heard me crying, keeping the others out at the same time. He was surprised to find me completely okay and for Black Star to not be even a little scratched. He led the class away from the room saying school was out early. He came back to where Black Star was comforting me. My crying had changed to hiccups after a few minutes, and they weren't going away anytime soon.

I glared up at Stein, calming myself down. I needed a few answers…

"Why do you know what causes my panic attacks?"

He sighed. "The entire staff knows what causes them and had been trained on how to handle them."

"WHY!?" I was near screaming, I was pissed beyond belief. Why did they have to know what happened to me?!

He gave me a sad smile. He took a drag of his cigarette and spoke. "You came to this school under special circumstances. You were mentally unstable and extremely dangerous. We were taught what to do in case you transformed again. We thought the only way was to clear everyone out, but today, Black Star proved that all you need is someone to comfort you…" He turned to glare at Black Star, "An experiment that could've killed him instantly. Not even he could have survived that."

Black Star got wide-eyed and looked at me. I looked away, afraid he would abandon me now that he knew I was dangerous. I peeked back and caught a glimpse of him smirking.

"Please! I'm the great Black Star! I can handle anything!" he turned to me and winked, "Even this princess here! Bwahaha!"

I turned bright red like my eyes, my white hair standing out even more than usual. "P-p-p-p-PRINCESS!?" I shoved him away and stood up, wiping my eyes with me sleeve. He just continued to laugh at my expression. I turned away, not wanting him to see my distraught expression. Stein just huffed and left us alone. I glanced out the window and caught sight of Maka and the gang waiting for us. I sighed, dreading the concerned questions that were sure to come.

I could still feel Black Star grinning at me and turned to face him. He looked smug, overconfident, and downright pleased with himself.

I hated that.

"So Princess… you gonna give me a reward kiss or something?" He busted up laughing again.

I grunted and punched him in his shoulder, hard. He winced but continued to smirk at me, realizing he went too far.

"Don't call me princess." I muttered.

He just winked at me and moved to walk past me. As soon as he passed me, my hand reached out and grabbed his. He glanced back at me, a puzzled look on his face. My face heated up again and I looked down, hiding my eyes with my bangs.

"T-thanks… you know… for calming me down…" I mumbled.

He leaned in closer, holding a hand up to his ear, pretending he hadn't heard me. "I'm sorry… what was that?" He glanced at me and smirked.

My face burned even brighter. I gritted my teeth, hating his attitude.

"THANK YOU." I yelled gently. He just looked at me happily. Damn him…

"You're welcome. Anything for my new best friend." He chuckled.

I gasped, realizing I was still holding his hand. I quickly pulled it away and turned to hide my blush, a little sad to not be holding his hand anymore. I wiped my face and turned to leave. I noticed Black Star was a little pink about his face as well. It made me happy to see him blush, even if it was faintly.

We both stepped out of the destroyed classroom and walked to meet our friends, our footsteps echoing in the long, empty hallway. I walked with my head down and my hands in my pockets, only looking up every now and then to glance at Black Star. He was walking with his eyes closed and his hands behind his head. How he didn't crash into anything, I don't know. He opened his eyes and stared at me, realizing I had been staring at him as well. I ducked my head back down and cleared my throat.

"S-so B-black Star…"

"Yeah…"

I gulped. "P-p-please keep this between u-us, o-okay?"

"Keep what?"

"M-me crying a-and such…"

"Oh. That. Sure."

I looked up at him to make sure he was being serious. He had dropped his arms down to his sides and was staring straight ahead. I took that as him being serious. I lifted my head up and we continued in silence…

"On one condition…"

I looked at him, shocked and wary.

He stopped and looked at me seriously. "If you ever feel like freaking out again, come to me first…"

And with that he walked away, leaving me standing there speechless.

W-what was THAT…

JustACountdown321: Yay! Second chapter complete! I just found this sooo cute! I wish guys in high school were like Black Star T-T

Anyways, hope you enjoyed this. I'll try to update again soon.

BYE~