(My 30th story!)

Hiya everyone~

Here's my first on-going Soul Eater fanfic! I'm really excited! (But I'm also sad because the 12 in my cover image got cut off. And I spent a half hour on that cover! DX)

The timeframe is 1 month after episode 51. I've only seen the anime if you're wondering (I've read like six chapters of the manga).

Ships: Soma (Soul/Maka), TsuStar (Tsubaki/Black*Star), and I'm still deciding whether or not to do Kid/Crona. Please vote on my poll about that :)

Enjoy and please review~!

Soul: Ever doesn't own Soul Eater. She only owns the plot.

~The Scent of Blood~

-A Soul Eater Fanfic-

*Chapter One: Announcement*

Soul "Eater" Evans was not normally a patient guy. Of course, there are some cases that require him to be.

And this is one of them.

"Maka, we're going to be late!" the weapon complains, leaning up against the wall. He hears Maka huff from behind the bathroom door.

"Since when have you cared about being late?" she asks curiously.

"Believe it or not, being late is so uncool," Soul groans, blowing upward at his white bangs. "Besides, I promised Black*Star that I'd help him find a mission big enough for 'a big star'." Maka sighs.

"He still hasn't learned, has he?"

"I doubt he ever will," replies Soul, rolling his blood red eyes.

"Okay," the bathroom door opens, "I'm ready."

Maka steps out of the bathroom, dressed in her usual white shirt, yellow vest, green tie, and red plaid skirt. Her hair was in it's two signature pigtails. Soul swallows almost nervously. There was something different about her, but he couldn't place it.

"You okay, Soul?" Maka asks, her smile fading into a look of concern.

"What did you do?" Soul asks, concealing his awestruck look. "You look...different."

"MAKA-CHOP!"

"Owww..." Soul rubs the book-shaped dent in his head. "What the hell, Maka?"

"To answer your question, I'm wearing lipstick," his meister says. Soul hides his surprise behind a teasing smirk.

"Really? Why? You got a boyfriend or something?"

"No!" Maka turns bright red. "Look, Soul, we've almost collected all of the souls we need, and people keep saying that I'm not mature enough! I'm trying to prove them wrong!"

"That's stupid," Soul laughs. "Don't listen to what they say, Maka. You're cool the way you are." Soul's smirk widens. For some reason, Maka doesn't become suspicious about this action. "Except for your tiny-tits."

"MAKA-CHOP!"

"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU GET THOSE BOOKS FROM?!" shouts Soul.

Maka just shrugs and drags Soul out the door.

The hallways of the DWMA were always noisy, filled with weapons and meisters chit-chatting about the number of souls they've collected or discussing recent missions. It was a normally peaceful noise, full of friendship and productivity. Today, however, the natural atmosphere was shattered by a screaming rant coming from the biggest showboat in the whole DWMA.

"I AM THE BIG STAR! I WILL GET THE GREATEST MISSION SO I CAN SURPASS GOD!"

Tsubaki sweatdrops at her partner's antics. "Black*Star, wasn't Soul going to help you pick a mission?"

The blue-haired assassin grins. "Yeah, but he must've been so overwhelmed by how big of a star I'm becoming that he chickened out! Hahaha!"

"This board needs to b fixed right now!" comes a cry from by the mission board. "There is one more mission paper on the right than there is on the left! It's...it's disgusting! What was my father thinking?"

"KIDD!" screams Black*Star, rushing over to the reaper. Instantly people clear a path for him, not wanting to get punched in the face by the self-acclaimed "Big Star".

"This is disgusting!" Kidd exclaims, pointing the board out to Black*Star. "Look at this!"

"DID SOMEONE ALREADY TAKE THE MISSION MEANT FOR ME?" Black*Star yells, grabbing a random paper marked "Complete". "I'LL KILL THEM! THEY'LL SEE WHAT THEY'VE DONE WRONG WHEN I KICK THEIR ASSES!"

Meanwhile, Kidd is ready to claw his eyes out. The paper Black*Star took was on the left side of the board, making the board even more asymmetrical.

"How could you?" wails Kidd. Liz sighs and looks at Patty.

"Here we go again."

"HAHAHAHA!" laughs Patty.

At that moment, Soul and Maka arrive.

"What'd we miss?" Soul asks, sounding very laid-back.

"The usual," Liz sighs.

"Wouldn't be the same without it," Soul replies.

"Hey, where's Crona?" Maka asks, looking around.

"Dunno. Maybe he got scared of his own shadow or something," Soul remarks.

"Soul!" cries Maka in disbelief. "Fist of all, Crona's a girl!"

"Good..." mutters Soul. Liz hears him and raises an eyebrow.

"Second of all," Maka continues, "Crona's been through a lot! Don't tease her! I mean, she's been dealing with the Black Blood her whole life!"

"That's true," Soul sighs. "I hope she didn't have to deal with that creepy little demon-ogre thing."

"Huh?!" gasps Liz, looking frightened.

"I'll tell you later," Maka says.

"LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE!" Kidd screams, pointing at Black*Star. "You've ruined the already terrible symmetry!"

"IT WAS YOU!" Black*Star yells, pointing back at Kidd. "YOU'VE TAKEN MY GRAND MISSION!"

"Guys, stop!" Tsubaki gets between them, trying to prevent a fight.

"You don't need to worry about me, Tsubaki!" Black*Star grins. "I'm a big star!" With that, he steps in front of Tsubaki, preparing to attack Kidd. With a battle cry, the two spring at each other, fists raised.

"S-Stop..." stammers a meek voice from near Soul. The red-eyed scythe looks over right into the eyes of Crona.

"Hey, Maka." Soul nudges his meister. "Crona's here."

"STOP!" Maka shouts at Black*Star and Kidd, and Soul wasn't sure if she heard him or not.

"KIDD!" Liz grabs the reaper by the arms and drags him away from Black*Star.

"But the symmetry!" Kidd cries. Soul walks up to the board and rips down two more papers.

"Better?" he grunts. Kidd relaxes.

"Perfect. Absolutely perfect."

"Everyone," Maka suddenly cuts in, looking at her friends. "I...I have a little announcement to make."

"Your hair is perfectly symmetrical?"

"I'm going to SURPASS GOD?!"

"GIRAFFE, GIRAFFE!"

Maka sighs, then regains her calm attitude. "As you all know, Soul's only 6 souls away from becoming a Death Scythe."

"Good work," praises Kidd.

"YEAH, BUT I'LL MAKE TSUBAKI A DEATH SCYTHE BEFORE YOU!"

"How many souls have you collected, Black*Star?" asks Liz.

"Seven..." sighs Tsubaki.

"PLEASE MAKE IT EIGHT!" Kidd wails.

"SHUT UP!" Liz shouts.

"Hahaha sis is mad! Hahaha sis is mad~!"

"Shouldn't we let Maka finish?" Tsubaki says calmly. The group falls silent.

"Thanks, Tsubaki," Maka replies softly. "So...my mom sent me a letter. And she said...well...that I will go to New York to live with her once Soul becomes a Death Scythe."

"WHAT?!" Soul explodes.

"Wait, Maka didn't tell you?" gasps Liz, looking shocked.

"I guess she thought it wasn't important enough to tell her own partner!" Soul shouts angrily.

"Soul, I'm sorry!" Maka cries. "I only just found out last night and-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you didn't want to bother me," Soul says flatly. "Great. Good. Better hurry up and go collect those souls so you can finally go live with your dear mother! Looks like you finally get what you've wanted your whole damn life! See you later, partner." And with that, Soul storms off. Everyone looks after him in an awkward silence.

"Maka, I'm sure he didn't mean it," Tsubaki says gently, placing a gentle hand on Maka's shoulder.

"No," whispers Maka, a tear falling down her cheek, "he meant it." She then rushes off down the hall, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Poor Maka," Kidd sighs.

"Hahaha Soul got all mad~"

"Not the time, Patty," Liz gently scolds her sister. A terrible silence falls over the group. However, this quiet is shattered very quickly.

"DAMMIT SOUL!" screeches Black*Star. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO HELP ME PICK A MISSION!"

Everyone sweatdrops.

(Yes, I have a headcanon that Maka's mom lives in New York.)

Please review! However, I don't want anyone mentioning Crona's gender in the reviews. I don't want to start up the argument. I know Crona has no gender, I just made her a girl in this fanfic.

Maka: But still review! Or I'll take your soul!

Soul: Um, Maka, I don't think Kishins would be reading this...

Black*Star: HAHAHA YEAH THEY'D BE TOO SCARED OF WHAT A BIG STAR I- UMPH!

Kidd: *hand over Black*Star's mouth* Yes, we get it. Please, let Ever get 8 reviews...

Liz: *facepalm*

~ForeverDreamer12, signing out!