Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater

A/N: My apologies for the short Chapter. You have my word on how Chapter Two will be longer than this Chapter. Here's to my second fanfiction. Have fun reading lovelies and do review so I know if I have to change some things or if I can proceed as I am.

Chapter One: As of now

Maka's P.O.V

A battle cry erupted from my mouth as I sliced the witch in half resulting in her guts flying everywhere. That meant it was on me too. I mentally cursed myself, why couldn't I execute cleaner kills without getting myself full of blood? I looked up to see a floating purple soul replacing the spot where the witch had died.

Damien, the katana transformed back to human. "Good work, Maka." He said.

"Hmph." I replied tiredly. I was tired, and annoyed. I have had enough to deal with for the day. Maybe I would not be so annoyed if it was Soul. I inwardly sighed, I missed Soul. Its been four months since I've last seen him. Why do we have to be so busy?

"Come on Maka! Let's report to Lord Death so you can get some sleep." Damien said breaking me out of my trance. As I began walking, he put his arm around my waist. Did I forget to tell you? Damien's confessed 13 times and counting. Normally I'd push him off, but I barely have any energy left to do anything, why not lean on him just for a few seconds?

42-42-564, I saw Damien write.

"Miester Maka and Deathscythe Damien reporting in." Damien said.

"HELLO! HELLO!" Lord Death's cheery voice greeted causing me to jump in surprise. "HOW ARE YOU TWO KIDDO'S DOING?" He asked happily.

"WE'RE 21!" We both snapped.

"SORRY SORRY. You look tired kids, report in and get some rest." Lord Death said. Damien and I scoffed when he said kid again but otherwise didn't say anything.

"Operation Kill witch Viper, complete sir!" I said proudly.

"GOOD GOOD! I'm glad you were able to finish it so fast because there's a mission for you guys again." Lord Death said.

I'm getting more tired by the second. I don't want another mission Lord Death, but how could I say that?

"Sooo.. Kiddos?" Lord Death asked in a questioning tone.

"Well Meister Maka?" Damien asked me, emphasizing on meister and how meister's make the decision.

"Yeah, sure. Can you give me the details later or give it to Damien? I need to catch a shut eye, I'm about to fall asleep on the spot." I said before another yawn escaped my mouth.

"OF COURSE MAKA! You are dismissed." I heaved a sigh of relief. "Thanks Death." I said as I started making my way to Damien's car.

Soul's P.O.V

We've been here for six weeks. I officially hate this place. Did I tell you who I'm stuck with? Stien and bossy Azusa.

"Soul Force." I heard Stein say before he spun me in a circle and all those around me fell.

"Witch Hunter!" Stein yelled as the last enemy fell.

I transformed back and straightened my back with a crack. "Staying in weapon form for so long still hurts Stein." I muttered in annoyance.

"We are done here, Soul." Stein said as he lit his cigarette.

"Where to next?" I asked dreadfully.

"We are not sure yet. Getting instructions from Lord Death tonight." Stein answered.

"HEY YOU TWO! Stop yammering around and get back to the hotel." Azusa said, but more like demanded in that strict voice of hers.

"Yes ma'am." Stein and I both said before following her lead to the hotel.

Without knowing it, I unconsciously sighed. "What's up, Soul?" Stein asked.

"Nothing, just thinking about when would be the next time I'd get to see my meister." I answered dreadfully.

"Seeing hers going to be difficult, even if you were home, she wouldn't be. She's a three star meister and you're a deathscythe. It's going to be hard Soul, but we're almost done your training so maybe if you get stationed at Death City for long enough, you'll see her between the intervals she goes home or maybe if you're lucky enough, you might get partnered with her again to go with her on missions instead of Damien. We'll see." Stein said. His last word made me curse softly and Stein knew why. I disliked Damien because he's currently partnered with MY meister, reluctantly at least. I know for a fact that Maka is deeply displeased with the order.