Snow fell peacefully around death city landing in soft clouds on the streets. The moon snores as it let out a faint yellow glow, shivering once and a while. Almost everyone was tucked away in their toasty homes...
"I bet dat demon is fu*hic*in my daughter right *hic* now."
The red haired death-scythe downed the rest of his drink,
"Now now Spirit, don't be so hostile. They are dating after all." The man next to him sipped on his beer while giving the screw in his head a good twist. He ignored the blubbering sobs coming from the weapon as wailed the word 'dating'.
"Where did I go wrong Stein?"
"Do you want the list alphabetically?"
The glare Stein received was a bit blurry. The man simply heaved a sigh and stood up,
"Come on Spirit I'll take you home."
His ex-partner thumped his head on his desk and mumbled an okay. His arm was slung over the doctors shoulder, a couple bills where thrown on the counter, and the two walked into the night.
"WAIT!"
The miester stopped as the drunkered asked. This was hardly new, his friend usually had some new revelation about his daughters new relationship. (Although it was hardly new considering their souls longed for each other since they first resonated).
"St-Stien you have soul perception right?"
"Yes Spirit, I have soul perception." The man sighed, helping his friend wobble to his feet only to have him walk off. The scientist followed behind his friend, listening to his rambling.
"I bet he and my little angel....that damn octopus head..."
"What are planning Spirit?"
"Stien,"
Said man sighed, "what is it now Spirit?"
"I want you to use your soul perception and look at my little angel and that weapon."
Stein rolled his eyes at the older man's emphasis on the word 'weapon', but complied otherwise.
The vision stretched over the city, pin pointing the massive wavelength of the giorgi and the madness from the black blood. Sensing the miester found them deathscythe ran- fast wobbled- his way back to the scientist.
"What? What are they doing? Are they close?! Together?!!" Stein's eyes narrowed slightly
"They are...together..."
He looked closer, at first glance it appeared the giorgis wings wrapped around the weapons soul, and in turn, the weapon was nuzzled in the angels soul. But now that stein took a closer look...their souls...they where-
The red-haired man watched as his ex-partners eyes widened. Something in his brain sparked,
"THATS IT HES DOING SOMETHING TO MY BABY GIRL!!!! ILL SAVE YOU FROM THE OCTUPUS HEAD MAKA!!!"
Suddenly sober, the weapon raced off towards his precious daughters home
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*Tick tic scrit*
"Spirit."
*Krit Krit tic*
"Spirit do you know what it's called?"
*Plik scrit scrit*
"Breaking and entering."
*Click!*
Deathscythe grinned evilly as he pushed his way through the door of Maka and Souls apartment.
The laughing moon watched him as he illuminated the quiet apartment with faint silhouettes of furnitures.
Stein sighed as he watch his friend look on the couch, then (the moment of truth even though stein knew the answer) Makas bedroom. He heard the young miesters door creak open, before shutting close just as fast. Spirit quietly sped his way to the doctor, tears starting to flow along with other body fluids.
"St-stein! She's! My baby girl! She's not in there!"
He let out a silent sob to which stein rolled his eyes,
"Of course not spirit," he pointed to another door across the apartment,
"She's in there."
His lip twitched upward at the sudden pale expression the feared weapon had. Spirit suddenly dropped into a crouch, crap-like-walking his way to the door. He reached it, then gestured Stein to follow.
"What is this? A cheesy spy movie?"
The miester lazily walked to the door behind the crouched man.
"Listen!"
He looked down the see Spirit with his ear pressed against the door. Stein sighed, but humored the scythe anyway. He leaned a bit closer to the door to hear......nothing...
"We're going in."
Before stein could speak, the young weapons door handle was sliced off and the two entered the black room.
The large lump in the bed indicated a body along with the sound of gentle snoring. The shadow of spiky hair also stuck up from under the covers.
"That little-" spirit hissed before snaking his way to the other side of the bed. Stein looked around, he noticed a guitar leaning up against a bookshelf, a few posters next to a calendar, and lastly sweat shirts and boxers pooled on the floor besides a hamper filled with skirts and shirts.
An airy gasp took steins attention.
His friend had the most horrified look on his face.
"St-st-stein!" His voice was more like breathy squeaks. Spirit pointed a shaky finger at the bed lump. The doctor made his way next to his ex-partner to see the young weapon Soul Eater and his arms tightly holding his beloved Miester Maka. Their clothes were on so he didn't really see a problem. The weapon had his mouth open to let small snores escape, tucked under his chin was the small miester whom had her delicate hands holding her weapons shirt. Her nose slightly red from being pressed against her boyfriend.
"How. Dare. He." Stein glanced over to see the once terrified man shaking in rage.
"Help me break them up."
The elder weapon stared to reach towards them,
"Wait! Spirit!" Steins little whisper-yell didn't stop the deathscythe. Once spirit stuck his hand in between the pair; he was immediately shocked.
"Y-"
Stein slapped his hand over his ex-partners mouth.
"Shh. Look spirit,"
Stein pointed down at the two, forcing soul resonance to show him what he had seen out side.
It wasn't that their souls where merely close together,

They where one

The line between the two souls have blurred until it was nonexistent.
Spirit slowly removed steins hand away and sighed.
"He beat me, if they get along that well, well, I couldn't ask for a better boy for my little girl."