hi hi everyone~! this is my 2nd (good [i hope]) fanfiction for Soul Eater! I also wrote (am writing) The Letter, so read that too! This I just thought up when my mind was especially…naughty? XDDD well, obviously, by that comment, this is gonna be a little graphic! lemons and/or limes. basically sprite. ahahahaaa i made a joke.

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Chapter One- Andromeda and Her Stone

Maka sighed happily as she walked the dim lights of Death City, which had ben submerged in night. She had just bought the latest copy of a series she was really in to from the bookstore and was now headed home to cuddle up with a hot chocolate and read it. The very thought made Maka shiver in excitement, knowing just how well the smell of a freshly opened book and warm cocoa mix together. It was a thought that caused a grin to spread itself on her face, heading merrily back home.

While walking down through a streetlight, she heard a faint noise, like a bell ringing. Turning around, she saw somebody exit a dark shop. "Oh. Hello there, dear," said the woman, noticing her. She had black eyes and silky hair that matched, cloaked in almost gypsy-like clothes that were a deep violet. Her skin was white and smooth-looking. She could not be any older than 35, at most.

Maka nodded, smiling kindly. "Hello." She began to turn back, but paused when she heard the woman whisper, "Oh my."

Facing the woman, Maka asked, "Hm? What is it?" She really did want to get home quickly, but she was polite.

The woman smiled, friendliness in her black orbs. "Oh, no, it's nothing. But, uh….."

Curious as to what the problem with this nice-looking lady could be, she repeated, "What's wrong?"

"Well…." The friendly tone that was in her eyes faded to….sadness? "It's just…." Your heart is…..She perked up. "Never mind! Sorry to be a bother! Oh, it seems I haven't quite introduced myself." She stretched out a white hand with black tips to Maka. "I am Andromeda. I own this store," she tilted her head towards the store from which she emerged.

Always courteous, although not entirely trusting the mysterious woman, Maka took her hand and shook it gently. "I'm Maka. Nice to meet you."

"You too." Dropping her hand, she sighed, turning sad again.

"What's wrong?" Maka asked yet again.

"Nothing. Just that my store isn't quite doing as well as I hoped. It is a new age store. You know; incense, fortune telling," her eyes flashed. "Gemstones."

Maka had read about these, but never been inside of one. "Oh, yeah! I've heard about those. They seem really interesting, I just never got the chance to visit one."

"Oh! Well, if you'd ever like to stop by, we're open everyday until 9."

Maka actually liked this idea. "That'd be nice. I'll come by soon."

The woman's sad face lit up. "Great!" she beamed. "Well," she began to turn away, "I've gotta get going, but it's been a pleasure meeting you, Maka."

"You as well," Maka smiled.

The woman laughed softly for a moment before walking off. As Maka was about to turn the other way, something caught her eye, glistening in the artificial street light. Stooping down to get a better view, she saw that it was some sort of gemstone that had been attached to a black thread. It was pure white with a hint of faded blue in the very center. Maka ran it through her fingers, feeling how smooth it was, perfectly rounded. She marveled at it before snapping her head up. "Uh, wait! You left this-"

But the woman had already left. Maka let out a dissatisfied grunt, focusing her attention now on the stone. It was really beautiful, Maka thought. She closed her palm around it, squeezing it in her hand. "Well, I'll just return it to her tomorrow. It looks kind of valuable." She stretched the string that was connected to the gem and put it around her neck, tucking the stone into her shirt. She then picked up her bag which held her book and skipped back to her apartment.

Shortly after putting on the necklace, a strange sensation began to take over Maka. She felt…tingly. Her steps were brief, and she felt very light all of a sudden. Her breaths were sharper and clearer. But the most significant feeling was in her heart, which now pounded against her chest, amplified. Startled, Maka stopped, placing a hand over her heart.

Then, as quickly as the stimulated feeling started, it ceased.

"What…..was that?" Maka breathed in a shaky breath. She stood, momentarily puzzled. Shrugging it off- for she was probably imagining things, she concluded- she walked (less upbeat, but walked nonetheless) back to her apartment, anticipating her new book now.

Andromeda peeked at her from behind a corner of an alleyway. A smirk was plastered on her beautiful face. "This should be interesting."

Oh, man, this suuuucks -_- it WILL get better though, i swear! this was just the prelude, thinggy. it gets better! for anybody who has read this all the way through, thank you so much!

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