Author's Notes: Happy New Year! It's a bit late, but I managed to pull an all-nighter for this. Anyway, I've decided to take the Soul Eater Chronicles into a whole new direction. I think I'm gonna have to rate it M since it's really gonna be...unexpected, to say the least. A word of warning though, its going to be more serious and a bit more darker... I even might add a few almost-lemonish scenes...If there are any questions, suggestions, comments or violent reactions (As my professor would say) please express yourselves via review... thank you and here it is... enjoy reading!
Soul Eater Chronicles: Midnight Rave! Episode 1: Usurper's Advent
December 1, 2009 — as the holidays loomed ever closer, the mood of celebration was slowly being felt within Death City. The architecturally-questionable buildings were decorated with dazzling lights of almost every color. The sandstone streets were thoroughly cleaned and made anew. Beautiful lanterns of Xmas and Halloween design were hung high above to light the streets below. A massive Xmas tree was erected before Shibusen which was seen by everyone as a sign of Yuletide greetings from the Shinigami himself.
Tourists that flocked from different parts of the world just to catch a glimpse of the Shinigami were not disappointed for large posters and billboards of the Death Family littered the cityscapes. The Shinigami was pictured wearing a Santa's cap and giving off his signature peace sign. On the other hand, his son was a bit more...seductive. It was uncertain why, but he was showing off his near-perfect, silky-smooth skin in several, shirtless, supermodel-like poses. It was a visual treat for girls, though many questioned if he were advertising for a brand of colon or something. Nevertheless, there was no harm done and his pictures were selling like hotcakes.
It was rare to see the city in such a state of normality. Due to the recent incidents regarding the remnants of Arachnophobia and the witches, days of peace and merrymaking were quite hard to come by. So it was only reasonable that brief periods of merriment were enjoyed to the fullest.
5:54 p.m. — only minutes before the evening bell would ring, Black Star and Tsubaki were making their way down the steps. Surprisingly, Black Star had a band aid across his nose and on his cheek, indicating he had yet to fully recover from the beating he received from his partner some time ago. Meanwhile, Tsubaki was all smiles. The memory of that faithful night lingered in her thoughts and made her ever so joyful. At the very last step, he abruptly turned around to surprise his partner.
"What is it, Black Star?" she asked.
"Um, I've been thinking... about yesterday..." he blushed.
"Oh, sorry about that. I didn't mean to hit you so hard. Does it still hurt?"
"No, I'm not talking about the wounds, it's about... well, have you ever had a boy friend before?" he blurted out.
"W-what? Black Star!" she quickly turned away. The word "boy friend" was the last thing she'd thought to hear from her blunt companion. Honestly, she's been sending out obvious signs of her affection for some time now and none of which were even noticed. Then, from out of the blue, he suddenly asks her about it. "How impossible can you get?" Nevertheless, this was an opportunity she would not squander. So, clamping her rosy-red cheeks, she dared to say, "No. Why?"
"Well, how can I say this...Tsubaki, will you be my—" he need not say more for his partner had already answered him with a sweet kiss. At long last, the thick-headed fool of a boy was able to see past himself and realize the importance of those around him. With this, both of her wishes came true. One being that he was growing up and the other is that her love is requited. Though no words could describe the sheer joy and happiness that Tsubaki felt, Black Star on the other hand was more than overexcited. He leapt about, laughing and shouting like a madman until other students noticed him. That's when he cried out, "YAHOO! I HAVE A GIRL FRIEND!!!!"
Meanwhile, deep within the hallowed halls of Shibusen, a less cheerful tale was taking place. Chrona, after the incident at Paris, has withdrawn from the comfy confines of her room with Maka and relocated herself back to the dank and smelly dungeon of their beloved school. Mayhap she did this so as not to embarrass herself or mayhap she simply wanted to avoid any awkwardness with Maka for she knew that her good intentions led to the commission of a forbidden act. Embarrassed she was, ashamed to be called a friend; mayhap 'twas the reason for her reclusion. Regardless, Maka found herself wondering that as she stood outside the girl's room.
Summoning what strength she could, she knocked on the door hoping for a quick reply.
"Chrona, it's me. Can I come inside?"
"Maka, please go away. I-I don't want you to see me like this..."
Hearing her speak like a wounded animal, how could Maka take NO for an answer? She immediately opened the door and saw Chrona sitting in a dark corner of the room. "Chrona... are you alright?" she approached.
"P-please... just leave. I-I don't... you don't deserve someone like me. I'm sorry for all the —"
"Baka! What the heck are you talking about!? Of course I deserve a friend like you! So don't say such things!"
"B-But I did that awful thing to you... I k-kissed..." she could no longer hold back the tears. "I kissed you, Maka!" she was about to break down only to be stopped by the warm embrace of her best friend.
"It's okay..." Maka blushed. "You were just trying to save me, right?" she smiled at her when she looked up. "And even though something else happened, I know that I wouldn't be alive if it hadn't been for you."
"B-But... If I hadn't fallen over... you wouldn't have jumped. Why did you do that? It's my fault! You shouldn't have..."
"No, I still would..." she said as she gently caressed Chrona's lavender hair. "You're very important to me, Chrona. And don't you ever forget that," with those kind words, Maka broke the threshold of simple friendship when her soft lips gently pressed against those of Chrona.
"I love you... Chrona..."
Soon whispers of love and affection were heard coming from the room as this poignant tale ends with the tears of the forgotten boy who stood silently outside.
Elsewhere, Death the Kid had finally returned home to the Shinigami mansion house. As relieved as the Thompson Sisters were of this, the appearance of a certain visitor disturbed them.
"Patty, why do you think that ecchi-cat is doing here?" Liz whispered.
"I dunno. Can we ask her?" she whispered back.
"Of course not. That's rude."
"Um, actually, it's a lot ruder to be talking about me when I'm in the room, nyah," Blair smiled at them from across the living room. Just like the two who'd returned to wearing their trademark cowboy duds, the cat wore her usual witchy outfit. "But if you're wondering, I'm here 'coz Kid-kun asked me to."
"Oh-kay... where has he been off to this past couple of weeks, do you know?" asked Liz.
"Not really, he's been going out a lot. He only came home this morning, nyah."
"By home, you mean?"
"The Pumpkin House, Okami-sama took him there after he got into a fight."
"Wait, he's been with Blair all this time!?"
"Maybe, but I'm not really sure about that, nyah."
"I can't believe that guy! He is so dead!" Liz got up and marched right upstairs.
Wasting no time, Patty took out a small green candy ball, "So you're a cat, right? Here!" she tossed it on the floor.
"What are you...Wait! That's—" instantly Blair went straight for the enticing object. "Catnip, nyah!" A blissful young woman rolling around and toying with the thing was an utterly hilarious sight for Patty
At the same time, a wet Kid with only a towel around his hips answered the door.
"Kid, where've you been!?" yelled the girl, a bit red around the cheeks.
"I've been to the shower. Didn't the towel give me away?" he sighed.
"You bastard, you know what I'm talking about! And you also know that that girl is a witch, she's dangerous! You shouldn't be hanging around her!"
She's annoying. Kill her!
"Oh, so I should be hanging around you, then?"
"What? T-That's not what I mean... what I meant was..." she stopped when Kid suddenly caressed her cheek. "What are you doing!?" she gasped in response.
"I understand what you mean to say. So, why don't you come in here and we'll hang around together?" a seductive smile beckoned her.
"N-No! Don't be ridiculous!" she turned around but was suddenly pulled into the room and the door slammed shut. There was a brief scream that was quickly silenced. Down below, Patty was still laughing it up, unaware of the terrible deed that had befallen her dear sister...