A/N: I was too excited to upload this part of the story that I forgot what songs I listened too! XD
Pops probably didn't notice but Maka was not really welcomed into the family by all the other members. They looked down at her with frowns as if she wasn't worthy; she wasn't even part of the family and Pops let her join just like that?
Maka shook her head as she felt sadness claw at her, so much for a family.
Jared bit down on his bottom lip and went to comfort his new daughter, glaring in the direction of the snickering members. "You okay Maka?" he asked, trying to make his voice comforting.
"Oh, I'm, fine. Thanks." She mumbled letting out a small yawn. "Can I go to sleep early?" she asked him.
Jared looked down at her and shook his head and motioned her to follow him to a table and pulled out a chair for her to sit down then went to sit next to her. "Maka, I forgot to tell you about the acceptance ritual… every member of the clan went through it when they were kids… but you just got accepted given the fact that you have to have that crutch to walk around. I think that's why the members don't like you too much." Jared said.
"What's the acceptance ritual?" Maka asked him.
Jared looked at her. "Why do you want to know?" he asked her.
"Just wondering." She mumbled looking around the room to see that people were starting to leave.
"You have to take on one of the elders for about five minutes and if you remain unharmed by them for those five minutes you're in… Maka, you can't really do that right now."
But Maka wasn't listening to him, with the look of determination she searched the room for Pops and found him talking with Kami.
Getting up, Maka readjusted her crutch but stopped when Jared gave her a glare. "Maka, as your weapon and partner, I think you shouldn't do this." He said.
"And I appreciate it… but I'm still gonna do it." Maka said hobbling over in Pops direction with Jared close behind.
"Sorry to bother you Pops but can I talk to you?" Maka asked him tugging on his sleeve and sending a small smile to Kami.
"Anything for my granddaughter." Pops said ruffling Maka's hair and excused himself as he followed Maka and Jared to the other side of the room.
Maka turned to face Pops. "I want to do the acceptance ritual." Maka said, head held high.
Pops smiled at her. "I'm sorry Maka, but you are not ready for that." Pops said and Jared sighed in relief glad that he and his dad agree on something.
"Why am I not ready?" she asked him.
"Because you are injured." Pops said with a small shrug.
"That's it? I've had to battle in worse conditions than this, I can handle anything you throw at me." Maka said trying not to show the anger that is slowly starting to build up inside of her.
"Maka, I'm not going to let you do this." Jared said through clenched teeth. "You'll end up more hurt than you are now." He said.
"It's not fair that I got to join the family without the ritual and the others had too… I'm doing this Jared." Maka told him and then looked up at Pops. "Please, it's only five minutes anyways." she asked.
Pops looked down at her and sighed. "Fine, you'll battle me at midnight at my house, have Jared take you." Pops said folding his arms in front of him while Jared threw daggers at his back with his eyes.
"Don't take it easy on me though." Maka insisted.
"I'll try to keep that in mind. Well if you excuse me, I should take my leave." Pops said giving a small bow in Maka's direction and patted Jared's shoulder. "You better take her there on time." Pops said and with that walked out the door, a lot of people following his example, knowing that they should be getting ready to see the fight between the crippled girl and the head of the clan.
"Maka, why?" Jared asked her.
"Because… I want a family that loves me… not one that hates my guts." Maka said making him flinch.
Jared nodded. "Fine, go get ready, you got thirty minutes, I'm going to tell everyone to go home so that Kami and Jason could go to sleep." He mumbled as he pointed to the door that had her suit case in front of it.
Maka nodded, excitement bubbling inside of her as she hurriedly made her way to her new room and managed to pull her suitcase inside, closing the door behind her.
Maka looked down at her leg, before she left Naigus had said that she should be fine by now, but told her not to push it, her arm was just about fine, it was obvious that she was going to rely on her right hand more than her left but still.
Standing up, she tested her walking without the crutch and to her excitement, it didn't hurt all that much.
Smiling to herself she changed into her old uniform and fixing her pony tails. Checking her watch she saw that she had about twenty minutes to practice.
-Page break-
Soul walked into the Death Room to see that Lord Death had been waiting for him, flashing him a peace sign. "What are you doing here Soul?" he asked him.
Soul pulled his hands out of his pockets. "I was wondering if I could be tutored to be my own weapon. I don't want a meister." Soul said.
"Are you sure? You will have to be changed to new classes… in fact I think that one of our death weapons has formed a small school to teach weapons how to handle themselves… but that is far away from here… are you sure you still want to learn how to do this?" Lord Death asked him.
Soul nodded. "I'm positive." Soul said.
"Very well then, I shall talk with Justin tomorrow, I'll call for you when everything is ready for you." Lord Death said.
Soul took this as a hint and nodded before turning to leave.
He wasn't going to have another meister… only one person could wield him as a weapon, and that person is Maka. No one else.
He didn't care if she moved on, he shall stay loyal to her… he'll be waiting…
A/N: Well, schools starting for me so don't be surprised if I suddenly stop updating any of my stories, I'll update them sooner or later. X( I hate school so much right now!