The heavens tears hit the earth continually splashing puddles and creating mud. The boy with white hair, barefoot, in the mud standing there. Letting the full shower of the sky hit him. His hair sticking to his face and slicking down, touching his shoulders. His gaze was settled on her. The witch whose umbrella shielded her from the gods storm. No rain had hit her greenish black dress that reached just below her knees. Nothing, not even mud was on her. All of the forests sounds have ceased, the only noise surrounding them was the rains mesmerizing beats.

"So, this is how it ends." She said in a maniacal voice, ending it with a cackle that only a witch could produce. "You've been a stupid little boy. Just stupid." The boy was silent. His eyes switched from her to his bare feet. She turned her back to him. And , shook her head, clicking her tongue in amazement. " men are always thinking with something else. Aren't they. Well, Its been fun Soul. I can't say it was all bad." Her heels began to clack on the little pieces of concrete that still existed in the pathway and the various puddles that replaced most of it. The boy, whose tears were hidden by the camouflage of rain, spoke suddenly to stop her.

"I won't make the same mistake twice..." She looked back at him over her shoulder, and in annoyance exhaled. "If I see you in death city again... I'll kill you Lamia. I wouldn't bat an eyelash.." Her walk continued. Her raven hair concealing her face. Soul stood there, a broken man. His heart, first stolen then murdered by a dark haired hellcat that was saved from certain death.

His feet sloshed through the grimy puddles on the forest floor. How could he return home and tell every one his mistake? His mind raced with the obvious questions. How on earth can I tell them? What can I tell them?

Soul looked up into the sky. The rain droplets looking separated and the partially illuminated sky look a dreary and supernatural gray. Soul mouth was agape.

The seat of his motorcycle was already wet and the metal body was creating little paths for sliding pearls of water. Some water, was embedded in the many scratches its endured. He swept the water off his seat, only for it to collect more while he stood there in thought.

Souls bed became a place of comfort that night. Hidden under the covers, away from the world which now was a photo in black and white that showed the sorrow of life. He stayed there, long after he was suppose to wake up for school. His roommate banging on his door shouting for him. His expression changeless.

" Soul it's time to wake up. Come on Soul wed have to get to school. I don't know whats keeping you in there but you better get out here and-" a tiny gasp escaped her as the door opened slowly before she pounded on it again. Souls face was barely visible through the darkness which was around him. She only saw his lips.

"Go ahead Maka. I'll be there soon. Don't worry about me." the door shut again. But Soul remained at the door. His hand resting on it. Listening for Maka's footsteps. Once her heard them leave, he decided it was time to get dressed.

Soul stepped out of the apartment casually dressed in his regular orange shirt and black jacket. He told Maka he would be there soon... He said that an hour ago. His pace was laggard, like he had somewhere to be but didn't care when he got there. The streets were moderately occupied with citizens. No one asking him why he felt so glum or what was upsetting him. If anything else. He knew his friends would ask.

Soul received a lecture for being late. His depressive face never changing to anger. The classroom filled with whispers and Maka looked befuddled. The white haired boy walked silently to his seat, several students asking him what was up in his mind. Upon sitting down next to Maka, Soul felt someone tap him from the row behind him.
"Hey Soul whats wrong man?" the blue haired child asked.

"I'll tell you later Blackstar. I'll tell you later..." Of course, he was caught off guard but nodded faintly at Souls decision. From the row behind him a few seats away, a pair of yellow eyes stared fixated on Soul, Questioning.

The bell rang shortly after that and the blue haired child grabbed at Souls jacket sleeve keeping him back in class so they could talk. The eying boy stayed behind as well, walking over and placing his hand on Souls unoccupied sleeve.

"Oh." Soul said in slight surprise and annoyance. " Hey Kid, whats up?" The pale boy smiled at Souls acknowledgment.

"I'm fine, I was wondering about you?" Soul fully faced Kid, leaving Blackstar behind him. Soul looked over his shoulder at him. The pale haired boy sat down on a nearby desk so he could face them both. A feeling of shame and regret came over him. He lived last night all over again.

"I... thought she loved me. H-how could I have been so stupid!" Souls voice became volatile, making Blackstar back up in astonishment. Kid remained in place, again fixated on him. "I fell in love with a heartless witch." Blackstar looked confused and disappointed and Kids eyes widened significantly. The teacher sat at his desk pretending no to hear a word. "She was using me...to get information on the academy...when I couldn't deliver... she..." Kid raised a hand to silence him.

"No need to relive it again so soon. Your not ready. Why don't we go to lunch, we can sit on the balcony and you can tell me from the beginning." Souls mouth was slightly open and his nod was slow. The pale boy marveled at the thought. Taking Souls hand and slowly guiding him out. The 2 walked through the nearly empty hall together. Their hands had separated before they left the class room. The pale boy ran his fingers through the 3 white lines in his hair while the white haired boy was silent. Kids puppy like stares made him feel pathetic. Notice me, I'm right in front of you. He wanted to say to him. But the walk remained silent. The now empty halls were ringing with the boys foot steps. That was the only sounds, Until Souls stopped. Kid, who had kept walking had to stop and look at him. Souls hair blew in the wind that came in through the schools many balconies. Without notice. He walked on the one across from him, crossing his arms and resting them on the ledge. The pale boy looked around for a possible mood spoiler and decided to stand beside him. Soul looked the other way so that Kid wasn't even viewable in his peripheral vision. There was another long silence.

"soul..." he didn't respond. Kid breathed lightly and put a caring hand on his shoulder again.

"Women." Soul began to laugh softly, the laugh a broken man fakes to seem okay. "That's a mystery I'll never understand." The boys shared a quick laugh that ended rather quickly. Soul was now smiling, looking in Kids direction.
"Ever tried men?" Kid said jokingly. But Kids tiny laughter stopped. He revealed his hidden desires, and thoughts in a single sentence. Soul actually took it as a joke, until Kid look at him seriously with reddened cheeks. Soul blinked several times. A thought never before entertained was now the only thing on his mind. Kid tried to laugh it off.
"Why are you looking at me so seriously." Kids laugh wasn't even good enough to convince himself. Soul stood there for a while. Just staring at him blankly. His heart had felt a sensation that he had felt only once before. Kid looked around, and spotted a formation of clouds, his face filled with pleasure at the sight, Perfectly symmetrical. A perfect opportunity to change the subject.

"Soul look how beautifully the clouds compliment one another its absolutely breath taking!" Soul scoffed, Not at Kid, But at his own thoughts. That kid would ever suggest a relationship with him. Not the symmetry freak. Soul started to walk away, leaving kid to enjoy the scenery. Soul put his hand in his pockets and stared at the schools ceiling. New thoughts of both confusion and concern. This feeling. He never felt this way before. The heart that crawled into bed aching was now filled with excitement and questions. Soul cracked a smile, his face glowing. But his train was soon derailed. As he looked back in the balcony's direction, stopped and whispered to himself.

"Was he offering or suggesting..." Tempted to walk back to the boy but too scared of the answer to actually do it. Soul walked away with many questions.

The pale boys face still red from his preceding embarrassment. His hair being motioned by the small winds. He looked down at the campus steps. His chest was pounding. Soul might have caught on. Or maybe Soul knew and led him on so he would talk. Kid couldn't think straight. Not even the calming scenes of symmetry could calm him down now. The pale boy frowned at the realization that his inner thoughts were exposed. He pushed his hair out of his face several times while the wind played with it. It began to frustrate him.

"Dammit you asymmetrical piece of garbage stay still!" I triumphant laugh erupted from behind him, startling him. But when he caught sight of the blue haired child her calmed down. "Oh hello Blackstar."
"Nothing much." Blackstar put his hand behind his head and leaned against a pillar casually, smirking evilly. "So how was your chat with Soul. I saw him in the hall. He seemed a little different."
"Hm? Good or bad?"
"Couldn't tell, it looked like both..." Blackstar began to laugh again. "What ever you did, you really got him thinking!" Black star's deafening voice echoed through out the pale boys mind. His cheeks turning a light pink. Blackstar saw this. "You seems to be a little happy about that."

"Huh? Oh! Well I'm just happy he's alright a-"

"It won't happen." Blackstar was quick to interrupt him. Kid looked at the child confused, the strange feeling of being threatened popped into his mind.
"Pardon?"
"Soul Isn't interested. I know you think it was meant to be but Soul is just considering it because it was a thought that never crossed his mind before. You and him. Just let it go man," Blackstar said harshly. His hair unmovable in the wind. He blinked a few times and looked at the ground haunted by a memory never told. Then looked over his shoulder very seriously at Kid. "He's not gay." Blackstar walked off slyly after saying to only line that could completely destroy Kids heart. Blackstar walked off as if disappointed. Kid put one hand on the railing and looked down on death city and the beautiful view from the schools third floor. His face was now a blank expression. Looking down on the world He sighed audibly and closed his eyes. His heart full of doubt and new found hatred. Not for Blackstar. Not for Soul. For his love of Soul.

Souls heart. Filled with marvel, new ideas that he barely considered, and a warm feeling filling him. But there's a third heart in all of this. One filled with envy and disdain. His dreams became the dreams of another, but the other is more capable of reaching them than her was. This was the heart of Blackstar.