Black*Star looked at the door that Jared had walked out of and rolled his eyes. "Don't listen to him Maka, he's being over dramatic like always." Black*Star said standing up and stretching. "Well, I'ma go fill up the tank." He said patting his stomach and was about to walk out the door.
"Hold up Black*Star." Maka exclaimed, reaching out toward him, sitting up on the bed.
"What is it that you want from your god Maka?" he asked, raising his hand dramatically in the air.
Maka rolled her eyes. "Not much… I'm hungry… could you bring me some food?" she asked him.
"What do I look like, your servant?" Black*Star exclaimed shaking his head and walking out of the room.
Maka shook her head and made an attempt at sitting up but pain shot through her body, making her wince and fall back down on to the bed. "Ow." She muttered.
That's when Kami walked in, tears in her eyes, hands trembling, making the tray she was holding wobble. A sweet aroma filled the air, must have been whatever was on the tray.
"What's wrong mom?" Maka asked her.
"Why?" Kami whispered setting down the plate next to her on the bed and sitting down on the desk chair that Black*Star had been sitting in.
"Not you too mom." Maka said slapping her forehead.
"Because of you, I had no choice but to tell her about the Star Clan Maka, she was worried to death." Jared said from the door way, leaning against it.
Maka huffed as she crossed her arms in front of her, making her wince as pain shot up her arms again.
"How's Pops?" Maka asked them.
"Ask him yourself." Pops said smirking as he walked over to stand next to her a huge smile on his face. "Guess we both ended up losing." Pops said letting out a roaring laugh, Maka couldn't help but to smile at him.
Kami glared up at him. "You did this to my daughter!" she exclaimed at him, she was seething.
Pops frowned at her. "Jared control your wife." He said calmly and then slapped a smile on his face again. "Well, today, you are going to get the Star Clan Tattoo, where do you want it?" he asked her.
"No! There is no way my little girl is getting a tattoo!" Kami exclaimed, standing up quickly and baring her teeth at Pops.
"This is a mandatory thing Kami." Pops said.
"Mom… calm down." Maka said.
"No, you don't have children; you don't know what this is like. My little girl is not going to go join a clan. Not if I could help it." Kami said glaring down at her daughter.
"Get out mom, it's too late to do anything." Maka said pointing to the door.
Maka saw hurt flash in Kami's eyes but she didn't see her leave. Kami was stubborn, so she stayed in place.
"Kami." Jared mumbled from the door way.
"I'm not talking to you right now Jared, you let this happen to my baby girl." Kami said.
Jared flinched and looked at the ground. "Kami… Jason is hungry." Jared informed her.
"Go feed him." Kami said stubbornly.
"Kami…" Jared warned.
Biting on her bottom lip, Kami stomped out of the room, pushing her way past Jared and he let himself be pushed into the door.
He stood there for a few seconds before pushing himself away and going to sit down in the chair.
Maka frowned at him. "Jared, don't blame yourself, this is all my fault." Maka said and then turned to Pops. "I want it right here." Maka said, lifting her good hand and pointing at the back of her neck where the hair line started.
"Alright then. Carlo! Get in here!" Pops called out, and Carlo walked in, a big metal box in hand, a devilish smile on his face. "Better not do anything stupid Carlo." Pops warned and then patted Maka's head, and walked out of the room.
"If you mess up Carlo, I will personally kill you, you got that?" Jared growled at Carlo.
Carlo rolled his green eyes at him. "Don't worry Cuz, I got this under control." Carlo said, smirking at him.
Jared glared at him and then sighed. "I need to talk to Frank." He grumbled and with his head down, walked out of the room.
Carlo set the box on the bed and opened it to reveal all sorts of colored ink, and a few needles, and some sort of machine. "You aren't going to survive long." Carlo told Maka without looking at her, concentrating on whatever he was doing with the box.
"Come again?" she asked him.
"In the Star Clan, you aren't going to survive, you aren't going to handle the pressure, I've seen it before." Carlo said grabbing a note book and a pencil and started to draw the tattoo that he was going to draw on Maka.
Maka blinked at him. "Why are you so sure of that?" she asked him.
"Females don't do that well in the Star Clan, they are too sensitive… they are too delicate, they don't like to kill people, they don't like to hurt them… they hate their life in the clan." Carlo said, not taking his eyes away as he drew on the note book.
Maka smiled at him, shaking her head lightly. "I'm not like other girls." She told him.
Carlo stopped drawing on the note pad and glared down at her. "You don't get it do you?" he growled at her.
"What do you mean?" she asked him.
"You're the newbie, everyone is only going to act like they give a shit about you, but in reality we don't give a fuck what happens to you." Carlo growled at her.
Maka blinked up at him and then sat up, ignoring the pain that spread through her body. "Why?" she whispered.
"You're supposed to be bed rest, lay back down." Carlo said coldly as he went back to drawing on the note book.
"No, tell me why you're so cold to me?" she told him.
Carlo looked up at her, a cold glare in his eyes. "No one gives a fuck, back off Maka." He growled as he pulled out his iPod and stuffed the earphones into his ears, blasting the volume and did his best to ignore the girl in front of him as he went back to drawing.
Maka sat there staring down at the boy in front of her… something was wrong with him… she could feel it. She sighed and reached over to grab the tray of food that Kami had brought in and began eating while Carlo finished up whatever he was doing.