Maka's P.O.V

I knew it was childish, running away from my problems instead of facing them. I just didn't know how to deal with them. And now, I couldn't face Soul ever again. The pure embarrassment of it all was too much. No. I could never go back. I headed farther down Death City, into the depths, without looking back.

Soul's P.O.V

I headed back into the kitchen after washing my face of salty tears. Cryin g was really uncool, and I wasn't about to be caught being uncool. Asami was finishing her food, looking slightly grumpy that I had let go of her so abruptly.

"Soul, whats wrong?" She asked, looking up at me with her signature puppy dog eyes. I forced a smile onto my face.

"Nothing, Asami. Why don't you go ask your parents if we could hang tomarrow? Some shibusen work has come up, so I have to leave soon." I said, looking at the mirror that was abouve the stove.

"Ok, as long as you play your guitar." She said, hopping up, and giving me a quick peck on the cheek. She waved, the door making a soft click as it shut behind her.I ran over to the mirror, yanking it off the stove, and breathed on it. 42-42-564 when ever you want to knowck on Deaths door Maka's voice said in my mind. I shook my head, tryi ng to clear it.

"Hello, Lord death." I said, not really remembering the exact way Maka said it.

"'Ello, ello! Wassup!" Lord Death said, popping into view. Spirit stood behind him, fangirling over some dool of Maka. I sighed inwardly.

"Sir, Maka is missing." I said flatly. Lord Death sighed.

"WHAT?! MY MAKAAAAAAA! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER YOU-YOU-YOU?" Spirit yelled, jabbing a finger at me. I rolled my eyes.

"REAPER CHOP!"

"Lord Death, shouldn't we be searching for her?" I asked, eyeing the unconscious death scythe on the ground.

"I think not, young Soul. We are surrounded by desert, if we wait till she's there, spotting her will be a piece of cake. Lets wait till the sun rises, as to not put anyone in harm's way of witches. " Lord Death said, grabbing a nearby teacup and sipping slowly on it. The mirror went black, changing back to my reflection. I shook my head, and grabbed my jacket. Leaving the mirror on the table, I ran out into the night in search of my missing meister.

Maka's P.O.V

I wandered through the dark ally, passing people here and there. Dogs were milling about, sniffing at trash cans. I was lost. I was down in Old Town Death City, and I've never been here before. My parents always said that there are dangerous people down here. I hugged my arms to my chest, slowly dodging things. Somehow, the hum of the cesspool seemed to welcome me, wanting me to join in the buzz of the poor. I looked up, suddenly, as someone began to shout. The back door to a tavern was open, and a cook was yelling at a guy that was sprawled on the ground. The guy on the ground looked around my age, 16, with black hair. He stood up, laughing, and dusting himself off. He looked over suddenly, and saw me. He looked curious. I started walking, towards him to get out of the ally. He put his hand on my shoulder, forcing me to stop.

"Hey, looking for a job?"

Soul's P.O.V

I ran through Death City, whispering her name in my head. I'll be there soon, don't worry Maka!

Authors Note!

Im sorry it took a long time to get this out! Its almost finials, so im really busy! Thanks for reading it, hope you enjoyed it, I'll try to get the next one out before the new year! Please review, tell me what you think should happen next, I just might put it in the new chapter! u