In no way or form do I have ownership of Soul Eater, the following is purely fan-fiction made to follow the end of the anime.

Kid's head was throbbing, but what bothered him more was that he didn't know the reason why. He was a grim reaper, so even though he'd taken a lot of damage from facing off against Asura, his body had healed itself by now. After a three-hour examination, he determined that it wasn't his home, everything was balanced symmetrically, as it should be. Despite all of that, he still felt like his head was going to burst at any minute.

The day had been going well, right up until he arrived at his home after school. He had take eight steps inside before his brain turned into a drum that was being beat by his heartbeat. Every second his heart kept working was another that he contemplated shooting it to soothe his mind. He'd had enough, he opened his front door to go get help. Unfortunately, the sunlight only intensified his pain to the point that he was forced to slam the door shut. The noise of the door slamming was also extremely painful, so Kid decided that sleeping for a while was the best solution.

He placed his head on his pillow and collapsed, hoping for even just a little relief. His hopes were dashed as he found his dreams to be torturous nightmares. If he was at school, the entire campus had been wrecked asymmetrically, if he was on a mission, he was facing opponents that not only were too strong for him to handle, but attacked and asymmetrically as well. Even if his mind drifted to the comfort of his home, he was horrified to find the entire house had been vandalized, asymmetrically. When he'd seen enough to make him want to just die and end his sufferingthe was engulfed in a white light, somewhat restoring his symmetrical view. He had never dreamed much about girls before, but in front of him was a girl so perfect he knew he must have been dreaming. Her long, deep brunette hair ran exactly eight inches past her shoulders, her clothes were a spotless yellow shirt, a white lab coat, and a black skirt: perfectly symmetrical. It wasn't often that Kid cried tears of joy, but in that instant, he wept them generously. It felt all too real, in an instant, he reached out to her, but when her hands met his, he felt a blade pierce his heart, causing more pain than he'd ever felt before in his life.

That was the instant that Kid woke up, clawing at his chest until he realized that that pain and the blade had both vanished. Kid wiped the cold sweat off of his forehead and realized he'd gotten dirty from sweating in his sleep, and in need of a shower. Once he'd gotten himself dressed and clean, he realized his head was still in a state of swollen torment, even though he'd slept through the nigh. For a moment, he tried to think of anything that might make his head hurt, then prepared accordingly. When he finally left the house, he was wearing a pair of shades, earplugs, and he'd put a small piece of tissue paper into his nose, just in case Blackstar decided to set off another stinkbomb in the hall. He made it all the way to the front of the school before he spotted Liz and Patty, who were waiting for him at the front gate.

Patty smiled and pointed, "Hey Sis! I found him!"

Liz looked at him furiously, "Hey, Kid, why are you late?! And why the hell didn't you call us?!"

Kid couldn't hear either of them, but by the look on Liz's face, he realized what he'd done wrong, "Liz, I'm sorry I didn't contact you and inform you that I would be late this morning, I had no intention of being late, I overlsept and have a severe headache. Now then, I must speak with my father about something, shall we?"

Kid didn't bother waiting for a response, he just started walking straight to his father's room, which he entered calmly. After reaching the middle of the room, he found Lord Death speaking with Spirit about something. To avoid any further pain, he spoke before he removed his earplugs, "Father, I wish to speak with you about something, but before I do, I have a horrid headache and, therefore, would appreciate it if you would speak at a low level of sound"

Kid watched as his father awekwardly nodded and give him a thumbs up before he took his earplugs out. Lord Death looked well for the injuries he'd sustained in fighting Asura, "So, what's up?"

Kid spoke with a whisper, but he knew his father could hear him, "I aquired a very strong headache that I cannot get rid of, I was hoping you had a solution"

"Hm… actually, there is a solution that I think would be best for the both of us. You see, there is a witch that lives deep in the heart of the Amazon, she's well-known for curing the illnesses of any traveller that passes by her home. The only problem is, recently, the person she communicates with in the DWMA was lost in our war against Arachenephobia, so we need someone to go and check on her, make sure she hasn't gone rouge"

Kid tilted his head, "A witch that does only good? Does such a thing exist?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I was hoping to find time to introduce her to you. You see, Kid, I think the two of you would get along quite nicely, as you're very… like-minded"

Kid wondered what that meant as he heard Patty giggling away behind him, and Liz say, "Oh, god, she's insane"

Kid let it slide as he put his earplugs back in, "Thanks, dad, I'll be back soon"

He watched as his father waved him off with a smile, then began speaking with Spirit again, who looked a bit worried about something. Kid dismissed it as Maka-related and continued out the door.

Spirit waited until he was sure that Kid was gone, "Are you sure that was the right decision?"

Lord Death frowned cartoonishly, "I know that Maka may have been better experienced in matters like this, but we both know that Kid has a better chance of achieving victory sooner"

"Why do you want her at the DWMA anyway? That's where you lost me earlier"

"We need to keep an eye on her, besides, I know for a fact that Kid won't mind getting her for us"

"If Kid finds out, it'll devastate him"

"But if things go well, then we won't have to worry about that"

"Not to be a pessimist, but what if the worst happens?"

"If the worst happens… then I'll have to leave it to Kid. I promised that I would stop hiding things from him, so I'll have to stick by my work and hope things turn out alright"

"I feel guilty, sending him in blind"

"If we didn't, he would fail to complete his mission, besides, he seems to be picking up on this quicker than I am"

"What do you mean?"

"He began to feel it yesterday, I felt it myself only this morning. I am Lord Death, but Kid had the connection first. It troubles me that this is effecting him more directly, preventing me from helping him, but I have faith in Kid, he'll be fine"

Spirit thought about it for a moment, that last comment seemed to be more for Lord Death than for him.

Kid looked down at the jungle, it was an utter mess, but if he didn't stare at it too long, he was able to keep his thoughts at bay. He'd removed his earplugs, so he could hear Liz complaining and Patty laughing. Everything was going normally until Liz noticed something that she missed earlier, "Hey Kid, are there balls of tissue in your nose?"

Kid grimaced, "My headache is very intense, smell can intensify it"

"Is it really that bad?"

"Liz, we're visiting a witch's home in the middle of the jungle, do you have any idea how filthy this hovel will be? If it was any less painful, I would've just gone to school"

Liz thought it over for a second, and came to realize that Kid really was in pain, "So how far is it to this witch's home, anyway?"

Kid looked down over the edge of his skateboard, "It's down there, I'll land now"

As Kid stepped onto the dirt, he found himself slowly growing to hate the Amazon, "Thank God we didn't walk here"

Liz imagined Kid mowing down every tree in the jungle until there was nothing left but clean-cut stumps, "Well, at least we can get rid of your headache now, right?"

Kid glanced at a very old looking wooden door that laid flat on the ground, "I suppose I should knock", he hesitated for a moment, then proceeded to wipe down the entire door until it sparkled, "God knows who's walked on this thing"

Liz looked at it again, "Hey, Kid, there's a slot near the top"

Kid examined it closely, "Hello? Is anyone here? Specifically a witch?"

The slot opened from the center, revealing a pair of bright, orange eyes, "Who wants to know?"

Her tone seemed polite enough, "I'm Death the Kid, I'm from the DWMA… this door…", he stared at it closely, "Is PERFECT!", he pulled a measuring tape from his pocket and measured the entire thing, it was, in every fashion, symmetrical.

"Thanks, it took me forever to make it, so I made sure to charm it so that it would never fade or rot"

"This is the work of a god… no, a goddess!"

Liz stepped forward, "Hey, we came to check up on you, but Kid here's got a really bad headache, we were hoping you could help?"

Her eyes narrowed, "I'll help him, but you can't come inside"

"Why not?"

"You're dirty, you'll make my home dirty"

Liz got mad, "I am not! I take very good care of myself and I have no dirt on me whatsoever!"

"You have a lot, especially on your nails and in your hair"

"My hair is fine!"

"There's so much junk in it, it makes me sick to think about it"

"The only thing in my hair is hairspray!"

"Ugh, don't say that word, it makes me shudder"

"What's wrong with hairspray?"

"It's a product of people making unneeded, unorganized, and unpleasant garbage simply for a little self-comfort, the same thing can be said for nail polish, lipstick, and all other beauty products"

Liz was ready to grab Patty and shoot the door, but Kid got a handle on himself and pulled her back, "I don't mean to be rude and interrupt, but if I could ask your name, I believe I gave you mine"

"I am dib, that's all lower-case, too"

Kid felt tears in his eyes, he'd never fallen in love before, but at the moment, he was crashing in it, "That name… it is so perfect…", he was snapped back as his head started hurting, "But I digress, it is true that I have a very nasty headache that I would like to get rid of, can you help me?"

"Hm… what did you use to make your hair have those lines? Your answer determines wether you can come in or not"

Two seconds later, Kid started pounding on the door, "I'm useless garbage! Asymmetrical garbage! I deserve to die! Why do the lines only rest on the left side?! Damn those lines!"

Liz and Patty started trying to calm him down, "Come on, Kid, you're a grim reaper, you aren't garbage, you don't need to die"

After a few more moments, Kid stood up and wiped the tears from his eyes, "You're right, girls, thank you"

As he looked back to the door, Kid noticed that the witch was watching him the entire time, and didn't look at him pitifully, even though she'd just witnessed his fit, "I apologize, I had no idea you were a reaper, you can come in, just leave your shoes there and don't touch anything"

The door slid open to reveal a long, white tube with spotless stairs that led down. When he reached the bottom, he found a sight that made him drop his jaw in amazement, "This is…"

"This is my home, don't mess anything up", the witch, with her entrancing gaze, was not only the girl he'd seen in his dream, but as he looked at her living room, he was taken aback by it.

It was perfectly symmetrical, the paintings to his left and right, he had no choice to but to love them, even though they both hung crookedly, they did so symmetrically, and contained beautifully symmetrical paintings as well. Even the tiles on the floor, which were huge, covered the floor symmetrically, even though there was only eight of them. Kid was tearing up as he stared at the room, "It's beautiful… it reminds me of home"

dib looked at him inquisitively, "Home?"

"Yes, this room is very much like my own living room, I must commend you on your taste in decoration, it is simply perfect"

"Thank you, I clean every day, and put a lot of hard work into making sure that it remains pristine"

"I'm sorry to be forward, but how do you intend to remove my headache?"

"Well, there are two ways we can do this, so which will it be, the easy or the hard way?"

"What's the easy way?"

"I'll enter your mind and remove whatever it is that's causing you pain"

"What's the hard way?"

"I draw symbols on your body over a series of days, and each day, I burn the left side of your head"

"Just the left?"

"Just the left, nothing else", from the look she was giving him, dib wasn't thrilled about the idea either.

"How can I trust you to enter my mind? I barely know you"

"Well, that's true, but I don't think I could mess up a brain like yours, even if I wanted to"

"And why is that?"

"Well, you can appreciate the way I take care of my home, not a lot of people do. That, and I hate anything disorganized, even if it's a person's thoughts"

Kid was contemplating wether or not he could trust her when he heard an all-too familiar scream from behind him, "YAHOO!", sure enough, with a bound and a very rough landing, a blue-haired moron fell to the floor, holding a short ninja sword.

Kid's jaw tightened as he saw the messy mud splatter on the floor, "Blackstar… you have exactly eight seconds to leave before I kill you"

Blackstar waved his hand, "Yeah, yeah, move out of the way so I can kill the witch and take her soul"

Kid turned to see that dib was now flower knees, tears rolling off her face, "You… filthy trash! How dare you!"

Blackstar spun his sword, "You want a piece of me? Tsubaki, enchanted sword mode!", as he shouted, the sword became a long, black blade, and black marks grew on his face.

Kid could hear Tsubaki as she shifted, "Blackstar, I don't think we should attack, it doesn't look like Kid will budge"

"Then he'll get hit, he should know better, now, let's go!", Blackstar charged forward as fast as he could, getting around Kid and swinging the blade right at dib's throat.

By the time Kid turned around, he saw that not only had dib caught Tsubaki, she was holding Blackstar by the throat, "You just made a mess in my home, you trash"

Tsubaki changed back into her human form, even though dib still had her by the throat, "Please, let him go! He didn't mean it, I'll clean up the mess, just let him go!"

dib looked at her, "I wouldn't trust you to touch a single part of my home, let alone clean it, so don't try to talk me out of this", she tightened her grip on Blackstar, "I'll clean him up using my soul's wavelengths"

Blackstar howled in pain, "Aaaagh!"

After he finally stopped screaming, dib dropped him and Tsubaki, "There, now he's nice and clean"

Just as dib claimed, Blackstar was completely spotless, from pearly white teeth to shining shoes. Blackstar was unconscious, so Tsubaki tried to shake him awake, "Blackstar! Wake up!"

dib, looking very pleased, cringed as she turned to look at the mess Blackstar had made. She slowly opened her eyes to find that the entire mess had been cleaned up, and that the damages to the floor and stairs had been fixed. Kid smiled, looking proud of himself, "I took the liberty of fixing the damage done by my… acquaintance"

dib took out a cotton swab, wiped it across the floor, then placed it under a microscope, "Hm… not a bad job… but what should we do about the idiot?"

Kid smiled, he was liking dib more by the minute, "I suppose I should take him back to the acadamy… by any chance, would you be willing to continue this at my home afterwards?"

dib fidgeted uncomfortably, "You mean… go outside?"

"Only for a short while"

"But it's… dirty out there…"

"Do you know a spell that could keep you clean?"

"I know one, but… it destroys fabric"

"Well, what if you rode with me atop my skateboard? It doesn't touch the ground, so we should reach my home fairly quickly, and it should lower the chance of getting dirty as long as I avoid flying animals"

"What about those two outside? How will they get back?"

"They're weapons, I can carry them"

"Well, I guess in weapon form, people like them are cleaner…"

"Very well then, let's get going"

"Before we do, can I check something? I don't think I arranged my pencils when I grabbed two this morning"

"May I watch? I just think it would be interesting"

"Yes, but please go through the kitchen on the left, I'll go through the one on the right"

"If I may ask, what is the layout of you're home?"

"There's the living room, with two branching kitchens, then two guest bedrooms, two bathrooms, and two bathrooms, not to mention my own room, for a total of eight rooms, forming the number eight"

Kid clutched his head, "Why… why did a design of such symmetry never cross my mind before? Am I nothing more than trash? Or are you a goddess?"

dib smiled, "I think we're a lot alike, so don't be so hard on yourself, it took me a while to think of the design for my home. Shall we?"

Kid smiled at her, "Let's"

About four hours later, Tsubaki, Liz, and Patty had been waiting outside in the jungle for about three hours. Liz had finished painting her nails an hour ago, so she was getting edgey, "Tsubaki, where the hell is Kid? I thought you said he was coming out soon?"

Tsubaki shrugged her shoulders, "He and dib said that they were just going to look at some pencils before they came out"

"I still can't believe she beat Blackstar clean, and then refused to let him outside"

"He's probably yelling down there, saying he can be dirty if he wants. I just hope he's okay"

Patty joined the conversation, after being tired of climbing trees, "Maybe if we turned into weapons, Tsubaki could throw us inside!"

Liz thought about it, "Hm… that actually makes sense, good idea, Patty"

"Ha ha ha! I wonder if Kid would get mad if I drew a giraffe on his face while he was sleeping…"

"Tsubaki, will you throw us inside?"

Tsubaki nodded, "Just make sure Blackstar is okay while you're down there, okay?"

"We will, Patty", with that, the Thompson sister became dual pistols that Tsubaki skillfully threw down the eyeslot in the door. It hurt when they started falling down the stairs, but they reached the living room without reverting from weapon form, "Ow… hey! Kid! Can you hear me?"

Kid yelled from a distance, "Liz? I'll be there in a moment, just wait there in weapon form for a moment"

"I've been waiting outside for hours! What the hell are you doing in here?!"

Kid walked into the living room, "Me and dib were discussing cleaning methods, is there anything you need?"

"Uh, yeah, can we go home yet?"

"Fine, I'll go get dib so that we can go home. dib! We need to leave, otherwise, we'll be late"

dib walked in from around the corner, "All right, I've already checked everything, and it's all fine"

"Alright then", his skateboard shot from his hand as he picked up Liz and Patty, "Let's be off"

Liz saw Blackstar, unconscious, then remembered, "Hey, Kid, what about Blackstar?"

"Oh, right, I'll drop him off with Tsubaki on the way out", Kid grabbed Blackstar, then got on top of his board, "Come on, dib"

dib stepped onto it, then grabbed onto Kid, "Sorry, I've never ridden a skateboard before"

"Don't worry, it's all about balance, I'll keep us steady", with that, he shot out of the house on his skateboard, tossing Blackstar to Tsubaki as he blew past her.

Tsubaki watched as he blew past her, then she grabbed a mirror she had and wrote 42-42-564 on it, creating a line with Lord Death, "Lord Death, I have some bad news, she got away…"

Death sighed, "I was afraid of that, oh, well. Thank you for attempting, I greatly appreciate the effort"

"But that's not all, Kid has her, and he's taking her home"

"Hm… that could be a problem. I'll send Maka and Soul in to make sure that nothing goes wrong. I might even send Crona with her, just for good measure"

"Crona? Isn't that a little much?"

"Actually, it's the opposite. If the two of you are up to it, I'd prefer that you and Blackstar go as well. If you can, prevent the worst, and remember what I said"

"By any means necessary, just make sure that Kid gets better, then eliminate the witch. But Lord Death, what's so special about this witch?"

"Tsubaki, I trust you a lot, and I know you would never do anything to harm anyone, but I can't explain it to you now. If I did, you'd fail for sure. So please, do it and then I'll explain everything"

"I'm putting my faith in you, Lord Death just please don't lead me wrong"

"It's funny, Tsubaki, because I'm putting my faith in you. If anything goes wrong… no, I'm sure that you can do it, good luck!"

The call ended there, but Tsubaki couldn't stop worrying about Kid, he had no idea how much danger he was just and neither did Liz or Patty. She wasn't afraid she would fail tonight, she was afraid that Kid wouldn't last until then.