It had been a couple of weeks since the Kishin had been defeated, Maka and the others had
already got back into their normal routine. Shinigami-Sama hadn't made Soul into a death
death scythe because it was only Maka that delt the final blow. Soul had been pretty pissed
about it but he calmed down after a week yet he still seemed to be acting weird.
Maka woke early one morning to the sound of the front door slamming. She jumped up out
of bed, "Soul?" She ran to the door only to find a note stuck to it,
Gone out, don't worry
from Soul.
"Where the hell has he gone at this time!" Maka shouted as Blair hopped onto the side.
"Meow, May
konichiwa!! watashi namae nad-san :) 18 female.just got to a college.draw for fun but always unfinished products :( here to get inspired! Watashi no sewa o shite kudasai ;)