Thee who hurt others must give a reason. Or thee who hurt with be the Devils siner. Thee who has no name can't be blamed but the one with blood stained on thy name can't be cleansed.
-Unknown
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"Yes."
"I'm glad, I missed you so much. It's been 800 long years since we last saw one another. It was getting very madding just sitting in that bag and thinking of you. Wondering if you were okay."
He released the hold on me and in truth I didn't want it to end. I finally had a friend, someone to talk to.
I pulled back and wiped my eyes and he had a small smile on his face. "I see you still have that silly obsession with keeping your emotions hidden. It's not possible. I keep telling you that you know."
"I'm sorry I forgot everything. It's been so long an I don't recall much of anything since Lord Death-" I stopped and then realized. The Kishin was my enemy. Or so I thought. Lord Death would want him dead. I then felt a head ache coming on.
I grunt and hold my head. Then someone's voice inside me head.
"Forget Him! He is your enemy!"
I breath hard and yell. "He's not!"
  "He is! He killed your brother, he swallowed him remember! He killed your father! He killed your mother! He nearly killed you!" I recognized the voice.
  "Medusa!" I holler and slam my fists into the ground. Her snake spell which I had to endure was then destroyed. It's black blood falling on the floor and I yelling louder than the snakes hisses.
  "He's not!" I then weep, falling to my knees. "He's not." My voice growing weaker as I fell. In that moment I felt Lord Death reaching for my soul.
  "Go away Death, just go away." I mutter as someone held my shoulders.
  "He's not here Shay, he's not here. He's not," His voice faded out and it echoed as I slowly lost conscious. 

-Death City- No Point of View-

  "Father you never said that IT was a girl, much less a student here." Said Death the Kid as he scowled his father.
  "Who is she Lord Death?" Asked Maka.
  "Yeah! I wanna know!" Said Black⭐️Star.
  Lord Death had sighed.
  "She's a very rare species called Fox Flamed Angels. They have the capability of tremendous power. As well as helping miesters and weapons learn there abilities without a linked soul wavelength. For example, if Soul had no idea how to transform she could help him. That's besides the point. Asura, the Kishin I mean has stolen The DWMA's last hope for survival. She was being trained to kill any Kishin, as in a second Grim Reaper. Maybe even stronger. Sadly she and Asura have history together. They were friends growing up. They helped each other in the war before I had to kill Asura myself. An I erased her memories to prevent her from striking us down from anger."
  Maka looked at him angrily. "Why, what did he do to deserve this. What did she deserve?"
  "Maka, he probably had a good reason." Said Soul.
  He looked away from them. "I did it because her father was growing worried that she would turn to madness."
  "Father?" Asked Liz.
  "Yes, her father is Eibon, the weapon creator. A close friend to me and the DWMA." He finished. The Kishin had killed him, yet never devoured his soul. His soul I had saved and put into his suit he wears now. He had enough Sanity to allow her father to live." 
  "Sadly, all we can hope is she does what she was trained to do." Said Spirit.

-Hide Out of Asura- Shahera Point of View-

I was laying against something warm. Not even thinking about it I sit up and stretch and yawn. Then I felt hands on my stomach.
"You sleep so peacefully you know that?" Said a voice.
I mentally panic but then see Asura, who held me in his lap and stared at me. "Oh, thank you I guess." I mutter then realize I was touching his chest with my hand. An I felt my face heat up.
I quickly remove it but he only caught it and held it in place where I had it. "It warms my heart up you know. It's been years since I kissed you. Since I gave you some of my madness. Not enough to turn you into me though. I would never do that." His words were so sweet and gentle, but yet Death wants him Dead.
I sigh and think of something about me and him, to try and remember.
"What was something we did as kids? You know like playing wise, or hanging out?" I ask. He was wide eyed, then he did a closed eye smile. A small laugh escaped him then he raised one eyebrow in a disbelief like gesture.
"We used to play hide and seek. An other common child games." He said. Then he smiled. "You loved playing in the dark, when it was late. Night and Seek is what you called it." He said. He then brushed my bangs back and sighed. Setting his forehead against mine. "How I missed you."
"You've said that so much. I can't believe how I forgot we were that close." I say regretting not remembering anything.
"May I try helping you remember?" He asks.
"How?"
"Close your eyes and trust me."
I close my eyes. An his hands held my cheeks. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Do you trust me Shahera?"
I nodded. An in that moment he was kissing me. I gasp and his tongue had ran over mine, he slowly pushing me to the ground. I somehow kissing back.
'I trust him. I trust him. I trust him.' I kept thinking to myself.

"I trust you Asura! Don't drop me or I swear I'll kill you!" I remember yelling. We were teenagers and I was on a fence line trying to balance.
"Don't worry, you can trust me. I got you." He called back.
I jumped and he caught me in his arms and spun me around like a Romeo and Juliet tale. My hands were on his shoulders.
"See I knew I catch you."
"I knew I could trust you." I reply back.

He pulled back from the kiss and I sit up quick. He looked worried but then I said the words. "I knew I could trust you." My voice mimicking the voice I used then.
I smiled and hugged his neck. Laughing. He held himself up with one hand and arm and held me with the other. A small chuckle escaping him.