A/N: I have writers block with the stories 'No Excuses' and 'The Apple Of My Eyes Part Two', so I'm working on this one for now. Plus, I really do want to get more updates in so Soul and Maka could meet up again. Wouldn't that be nice? Of course, I'll try not to rush it! X) Happy late Thanksgiving people! X)

Black*star walked up the stars in the direction of his apartment, dead tired, dragging his feet with every step. "Just a few more minutes and this god will finally be able to sleep." He mumbled to himself as he reached the top of the stairs and walked over to his apartment door and slipped his hand into his pocket pulling the key out and unlocking the door.

He opened it with a small yawn only to jump back in surprise when Tsubaki tackled him to the ground.

"Tsubaki?" Black*star wasn't so sure that this was his weapon. His weapon was usually calm and collected.

"Black*Star… you didn't have to leave while I was asleep Black*Star… I thought you were going to follow Maka's example and leave me… I was so scared." She mumbled.

Black*Star searched her eyes, past the unshed tears he could see her soul, it was weak and that hurt him. It saddened him that he would have to betray her soon…

Black*Star sighed. "Okay Tsubaki. I would never do what Maka did to Soul. Plus, I'm pretty sure Maka had a good reason to do what she did." Black*Star said as he sat up and hugged Tsubaki to him.

Tsubaki nodded and hugged him back. "Anyways… I made dinner for you." she told him a smile starting to appear on her face.

Black*Star tried to enjoy the rest of the evening with Tsubaki… but he couldn't. He kept going back to the thought of betraying her. The day passed way to quickly for him and next thing he knew he was sitting down on his bed, a small flashlight in his hand, turning it on and off repeatedly hoping that he would get bored and doze off.

Black*Star looked at the bed across from him with a small frown but froze when he heard his name being mumbled by his weapon.

He blinked and sighed and turned around so his back was to Tsubaki.

"Black*Star?" she mumbled again.

"Yes?" he mumbled, looking out the window and up to the moon.

Tsubaki paused, letting her hand support the weight of her body as she sat up. "Thanks for coming back… like you always do." She whispered to him and the laid back down rolling in her bed trying to get comfortable.

Black*star turned to face her and gave her a small smile. "You're welcome." He whispered and put the flashlight down on the ground. "Let's meet up with the others. We could all visit Soul while we're at it. I haven't seen him in a while." He mumbled with a small yawn and only received a small grunt from his sleepy weapon.

As his eyes closed… he managed to convince himself that he should enjoy Tsubaki's smiles while he had them, and he hopes that that will be for a while.

-Page Break-

Pops stood up and grabbed the clutch and handed it to Maka. "Maybe you should eat first." He mumbled. "Your mother is worried enough."

Maka nodded. "I understand… could you pack me a sandwich?" she asked him as she started to hobble out the door of the room. "And where is Jared so that he could take me to Carlo's house." Maka asked beginning towards the living room of the house.

"Maka, first of all, you're my granddaughter and I want what's best for you… that is why I think you should rest more before you go over to Carlo's house. It's for the best." Pops said as he patted her head.

Maka looked at him suspiciously. "Are you hiding something from me?"

Pops let out a laugh. "Silly Maka, come on, your mom's in the kitchen." Pops said motioning for her to follow him down the hall. "Look who's up and walking!" Pops called out into the kitchen as Maka hobbled close behind him.

There was the sound of a plate hitting the ground and smashing into pieces. Then there was a pause.

Maka looked up at Pops, a worried look passing between them but it didn't last long when Kami ran out of the kitchen and threw her arms around Maka, not caring how bruised up she was. "We have a lot to talk about Maka." Kami said tightening her grip around her daughter.

"I know mom, but can you make me a sandwich?" Maka asked her patting her back with the hand that wasn't gripping tightly the crutch.

"Of course dear." Kami said before rushing back to the kitchen.

Maka looked up at Pops. "Where's Jared?" she asked him.

Pops looked down at her and smiled. "He is taking care of your cat problem." He said.

"What?" Maka exclaimed.

"I would have thought you'd be glad." Pops said confused.

Maka shook her head and clutched at her hair. "What if she injures him? You know she is very powerful." Maka informed him.

Pops chuckled. "Don't worry Maka; he took back up with him."

Maka looked up at him and sighed in relief. "At least that way he would have more of a chance at getting rid of her." She whispered to herself. "Could you take me to talk to Carlo?" she asked him.

Pops looked down at her. "It'll have to be tomorrow, Jared took my car." Pops lied through his teeth with a small shrug.

-Page Break A Day Later-

Jared stared back at the woman that was holding her claws to his throat. He should have listened to Pops and taken that back up with him instead of just saying he did. How did he end up here again? Oh yeah…

-Flash Back-

After paying the cab driver the money he owed, he watched the cab drive off.

The words that Black*Star had told him running through his mind. "Blair is stalking Soul. I'm visiting him tomorrow at the private school he's attending. He's pretty beat up and my job as his god is to be there for him. I'll meet you there then." Black*Star had mumbled to him sleepily when Jared had called him around three o'clock in the morning.

"This can't wait until tomorrow. The cat needs to pay with all of her lives for what she has done to Maka." He mumbled to himself as he looked up at the school building.

If his calculations were correct, Blair should be watching over him.

He looked up at the moon and it sent him a twisted, red smile.

"I think a good old fashion break in is in order." He said to himself, not remembering how many years had gone by since the last time he had felt this alive.

He ran with the shadows, but it's not like he needed to, the school was almost empty, but you could never be too careful.

Climbing up the wall he managed to get to the third floor of the school. Gripping to the wall with one hand, and opening a nearby window with the other, he managed to get inside of the school.

He turned and shut it closed silently before beginning to blend in with the shadows once more. That's when it hit him… he had no idea as to where he was going. It took him almost an hour of peeking into rooms until he found one that was occupied.

He stood up straight… could this be the boy that Maka had fallen for? He sneaked inside, silently closing the door behind him.

He walked to the middle of the room where the boy slept on what looked like a hospital bed, his chest rising and lowering with every breath he took.

He tried to remember what Maka had told him about what Soul looked like as he looked at the boy in front of him, taking in the characteristics. It was the white hair that convinced him… this was Soul. "You were the one that had put Maka through so much pain without knowing it… Idiot." He said with a small chuckle but his chuckle disappeared when he saw the scar that looked almost like Maka's. The one that ran down their cheeks.

He had let his guard down, he admits it. Next thing he knew he was flung against the other side of the room.

Soul's eyes flung open at the sound. "Who's there?" he called out, sitting up quickly.

"Don't worry Soul, I'm here for you." Jared heard someone say.

"Blair? What the hell are you doing here again?" Soul growled, searching the room but he couldn't find her, instead his eyes landed on the stranger at the other side of the room. "Who are you?" he asked.

"I thought Maka was kidding about the red eyes." Jared mumbled, standing back up, ignoring pain that his now broken rib caused.

"Maka? Wait, you know Maka? How is she?" Soul asked getting off of the bed, hope filling his eyes, a small smile on his face as he walked in the direction of the stranger, a little stumble in his step.

"She's fine." Jared said, but he wasn't really paying attention to him all that much, he was trying to find the reason that he was thrown across the room. That's when his eyes landed on a small purple kitten. "There you are." He growled as his arm turned into a scythe.

"You're a weapon?" Soul questioned.

"I'm Maka's weapon. I'm here to get rid of her problem." Jared said.

"Maka's… weapon?" Soul whispered, shock coursing through him… how could she move on so quickly? How come he can't move on?

"I'm not letting you anywhere near Soul!" Blair yelled out turning into her human form and pinning Jared to the wall, her hand turning into her paw, her claws digging into his neck.

-End Flashback-

That's where he found himself now. He stared at them cat's soul less eyes and saw that his end was near.

"I'm… Maka's problem?" Soul whispered to himself falling to his knees, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

Jared couldn't correct him; he wasn't Maka's problem… but Jared was running out of breath fast, he had to do something and fast.

Blair's hold on his throat tightened, cutting off his air completely.

Soul shook out of his shock and threw himself at Blair, not being able to do much thanks to his cast but he pulled at the arm that was attached to Jared's neck.

Blair glared at him. "Pum-pum-pumpkin." She growled and Soul went flying to his bed, pumpkin waiting there to latch themselves onto his skin and not let go of him or the bed until told to do so. "Blair let him go!" Soul growled, thrashing, ignoring the agony that was invading his body.

Jared's scythe arm swung forward, slicing Bair in half. Her eyes widened as her grip on his throat slacked.

She fell to the floor, the top half of her torso falling on top of the other.

Jared fell to his knees, he started to see stars. Trembling, his hands went to his throat to feel blood pouring out of the final cut that Blair managed to make before she fell to the ground. Jared fell forward as his eyes rolled back into his head, his whole body locking into place.

While Jared died, Blair's eyes started to blink much to Soul's surprise.

Slowly her body started to reattach itself. "Four lives left." She mumbled to herself, ignoring the pain that was going through the body that she had taken over.

Soul felt useless… he was sure this was going to bite him in the ass in the near future. A few minutes passed and Blair stretched out on the ground, turning back into her cat form and running out of the room, jumping out of the window, her pumpkins following her.

Soul groaned and a second later he rushed over to the body that was on the ground.

The door creaked open and Dagger stepped in a marker in one hand and an open bottle of beer in the other. Humming to himself he took a swig from the bottle but froze when he took in the scene in front of him.

The bottle that was in his hand fell to the floor and so did the marker. "Shit Soul, what the hell did you do?" he asked.