"Okay, I guess that's all." Maka said satisfied, placing the last box of her belongings on the kitchen counter.

"Nothing else?" Soul, Maka's new partner asked tiredly.

"Yup, that's it. This is the last one."

Soul sighed in relief and stretched lazily.

They were both just moving in. He was helping her carry her boxes full of her belongings. They had spent the whole day packing and unpacking and placing things together in their new apartment. It had been a few weeks since they met. Each had their own place, but they soon came to a decision of living together.

Being a Meister and Weapon, a team, they had come to make the decision that it was best if they were closer to each other so whenever there was a mission, training, or just school, they could be there when they were needed, together. They-beside their differences- had become close friends and close partners in the few weeks they had known each other. They were really compatible as Meister and Weapon. Now they were moving in together in a small apartment paid, by Maka's Dad. Spirit Albaarn, also known as Shibusen's greatest Death Scythe.

Now, The Death Scythe- Mister Albaarn- wasn't too pleased that his precious, teenage daughter was moving in with some punk teenage boy. A boy. A boy living together, with his little girl! This had made him go hysterically insane when he was told this- well, when he found out, when his daughter told him she wanted to get her own apartment. For Maka this was going to be an awkward situation that she did not want to be in. Regardless, she had to.

They were sitting at the Death Café coffee and sweats shop.

"Papa, I want to live alone." She said straight faced. She hated that she was asking a favor from her frivolous father. It hurt her pride. But she was just a kid and she needed help with the money.

"W-W-Wha-WHAT? What for? WHY? You're planning on living papa?" He screeched as his eyes watered. People at the café stared.

Maka was prepared for this. She knew her dad would always overreact to everything.

She sighed.

"Look, Dad. I'm old enough to take care of myself. I'm a responsible girl and you know that. You don't have to freak out." She said calmly.

I don't want to do this, she thought. Sitting here with her annoying father, she did not find appealing at all, but she had to get it over with.

Her father laughed softly as if thinking her proposition was a joke.

"Maka, sweety- honey, you're joking, right?" He chuckled

"Nope, I'm afraid not."

His eyes widened as he began to cry and his jaw dropped.

"MAKA! WHY? WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE PAPA? Why do you want to live alone? YOU CAN'T! No, No, NO! Absolutely NOT! You're just a little girl! And besides I don't want you to leave me! You can't EVER LEAVE PAPA! Maka-honey-"

"No." She snapped at him. She was losing patience.

"Dad, I want to live alone. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself. I'm fifteen years old and I am done staying at that house where mama's not there and you are just out with your girlfriends having a good time-

At this he stared at in shock and in silence.

"I'm sick of that house. -And you- she thought bitterly.

"I found the apartment we're going to be staying at-"

"WE? WHO'S WE? YOU AND WHO? SOMEONE IS MOVING IN WITH YOU? WHO IS IT?"

"Uh…" She wasn't exactly prepared to tell him who she was moving in with. This was going to be tougher than she thought. Might as well spit it out…

"Me and Soul. We're moving in together." She spit out. And here it comes… she prepared herself mentally. Now he stood from his chair his eyes and hair, wild.

"YOU WHAT? SOUL! WHO? W-WAIT-THAT NEW PARTNER OF YOURS! THE WEAPON! ARE YOU-"

Maka tuned him out. Now people stared at him like he's just lost his marbles. She sighed; she knew he'd act like this. A part of Maka was glad that she told her father the truth. He would misunderstand the situation and it would be worse if he'd find out later after they were living together.

I might as well clear things up. She cleared her throat, interrupting her dad's outburst.

"Uh…Dad. Listen, it's not like that with me and Soul, Okay? We are just partners. It's more convenient if the two of us live together. I'm his Meister and he's my weapon. We're going to the same school. The apartment I chose is a lot closer to school and where Soul lives is pretty far away. As partners, it's important for the two of us stick together. You should understand that right?"

"But-"

She silenced him with a cold glare and continued.

"The apartment is affordable. It has three rooms, a kitchen, a comfy living room and 2 bathrooms. It's even included with some furnishing. The apartment is settled in a good neighborhood. I've even met some of the neighbors and they are nice people. Soul and I discussed who would pay what. He says he will pay for the water and electricity bill. I said I'd pay for the apartment. I do have money, Papa. But I do need some help. And of course I'll pay you right back."

Spirit was left in a state of chock. He knew his little girl was determined to live alone. She sounded sure and ready. She was prepared. And by the look on her face he could see that this is what she wanted. Even though he was still unsure and she'd barely known that boy! A defenseless girl, living alone with a boy in an apartment. .No. He wouldn't let his princess be with that boy.

Maka stood from her chair and as she turned to leave. She shot her dumbfounded father a glance. He was pale white and sweating bullets. His eyes were wide and crazy looking. His dead straight red hair was standing on ends and was just a mess. He was a mess.

"Papa, this is something I decided for myself. I want you to approve of this. I'll let you know that even if you don't approve of me moving out and getting a place for me and Soul… I'm doing it. I've made up my mind and I'm not turning back. I'll be out of your hair now. I'm responsible and independent and you know that. Don't worry about Soul, he would never harm me. I can swear on my life that he won't. If you change your mind and you're willing to help me out, call me. But, if you're not, then don't even bother seeing me. For once do this for me, Dad. Goodbye." And she walked away.

She had left her and her dad's house that same day and went to stay with Tsubaki and Black Star. It had been a noisy weekend. It wasn't until three days later of not seeing each other that he called crying and screaming and asking where had she disappeared to and agreed to pay for the apartment.

Moving In

Soul had already settled in his last box. He didn't bring much in comparison to Maka. As soon as they had finished unpacking the sat in their little kitchen table and talked over a cup of coffee.

"So… Guess this is our place now." Soul said.

"Yup. So let's make the best of it. I got to say,' she looked around. "It has the homiest feeling. I really like it." She smiled.

"Hm. It does. Once we decorate it and stuff, it'll look real cool." He gave a toothy grinned. And she smiled in return.

"How did you convince your dad anyway?" He said raising an eyebrow. She grunted in response.

"He-" she was about to reply and as if on cue you could hear from downstairs a rush of hurried footsteps. And through the door he came-almost knocking it out in the process-Spirit himself.

He stood by the door frame, gasping and panting like a dog. His face was blushed deep red and by the look of it he looked as if he was going to burst. Yeah, burst, into tears more like it. Maka grunted again and face palmed. Soul just stood there confused looking at the man standing in the entrance.

"YOU MOVED IN TODAY? AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN TELL ME! AND YOU!-He pointed an angry finger at soul. He raised an eyebrow confused.

"Uh…yeah?" he replied.

Spirit glared at him and looked as if he was going to kill him. Until Maka stepped in; she stared down at her dad and crossed her arms.

" . .Here? She glared at him.

Spirit looked at her and again made a face that made him look as if he was going to cry.

"Why didn't you tell me you were moving today?"

She rolled her eyes.

"I was going to call you."

"Not once did you let me see this place…" He said saddened.

Maka sighed heavily.

"Okay, so you're here. You saw. And now, out you go." She pointed towards the front door.

"Maka…" Spirit complained.

"How did you even know this was the apartment?" She asked bewildered.

"I heard from someone… That's not the point! Look princess-"

Maka silenced him with a deadly glare.

Spirit sighed and looked around the apartment. It was nice and homey. It did seem like a good place and it looked like they were both settled in. Spirit looked between the confused punk-y teen with gray hair that sat at the table and the standing, angry, petite, pig tailed girl that was his daughter. He sighed heavily looking like a deflated balloon. Then he suddenly inhaled and puffed his chest out and placed his serious stare on the boy.

"Soul Eater Evans, right?" He asked seriously.

"Soul is just fine." He answered back calm and collected. Maka had warned him that her dad was a bit of a crazy.

"Hmph! Well Evans. Let's have a talk shall we? Outside. Now." He demanded more than asked.

"…Alright then, Sure." He shrugged, but reluctantly he stepped outside, leaving his Meister with a glare on her face directed towards her dad.

Soul knew what he was gonna say. Maka had also told him how overprotective he was. Once they stepped outside, Soul put on a bored face and Spirit leaned in on Soul and said:

"Listen up, boy. I know you from Shibusen and I know you are my daughter's partner. I have your student file and I know about your family and where you're from-

At this, the boy became straight faced. He didn't like people knowing about his family background.

"- I know you are moving in with my little girl and because you are her partner and it is essential that both a Meister and their weapon to be connected in a way, to from a deep bond, so that you can resonate your soul's wavelengths. That, most times, to strengthen a bond between the two includes coexisting with each other. You two will be roommates. That is it. Nothing else. DON'T THINK I THAT I WILL APPROVE IF YOU HAVE A ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP WITH HER. YOU WILL NOT HAVE SEX WITH MAKA TO SATISFY YOUR TEENAGE HORMONAL URGES! –" Soul's eyes widened at this and his cheeks flushed a little.

"YOU WILL NOT LAY YOUR FILTHY HANDS ON MY PRINCESS, YOU OCTOPUS HEAD! YOU WILL NOT EVEN THINK OF HER IN A PERVERSE WAY. No. YOU WONT EVEN THINK OF HER! PERIOD! I know what it's like to be a teenage boy around an attractive girl. BUT, IF YOU EVER COME NEAR TOUCHING OR TRY MAKING A MOVE ON MAKA - I DON'T EVEN WANT YOU TEN FEET NEAR HER BEDROOM DOOR! AND IF YOU EVEN DARE COME IN TO HER ROOM? HA!" - He laughed sadistically.

"- Not only will there be a serious problem between you and ME. I swear Soul. Stay away from my daughter or I will END YOU. You will find yourself without a soul, Soul." He then extended his now scythe instead of a hand, and placed it right in front of Souls face. His nostrils flared like a wild boar.

Soul just bilked back at the crazy man that supposedly was the great Death Scythe. The one he was striving to be one day and with Maka as his partner he felt sure he'd make it. Though he was sure he wasn't gonna be a crazy death Scythe like her Dad. Seeing him get all worked up like that. Sure the man had his reasons.

His behavior, in a way, is normal as a parent. I mean, his daughter is moving in with a guy. But Maka and I are friends and a cool guy wouldn't take advantage of his friends. I wouldn't ever hurt her.

He cleared his throat and just nodded and said:

"We…uh… Just decided this because we thought it is best for us as being team mates and all. Not anything else. Uh... It's not like that with me and Maka. We are just friends and I can- "Spirit was eyeing him up and down and It made Soul sweat drop.

"What I mean is, I'm not interested in those kinds of relationships, other than friendships. I won't and I wouldn't do anything to harm Maka. As her weapon- that's all I am. " He gulped after saying this. He was hoping that Spirit hadn't heard him do that. Although Spirit had taken back his scythe of an arm, he eyed Soul up and down.

Spirit's face was in a frown and his eye was twitching. He grunted with a "harrumph!" and went inside the apartment. Soul just stared eyes wide as he scratched his head.

Spirit barged into the apartment door and he went straight to Maka. She was sitting at the kitchen table, deep in thought, glaring at an empty cup of coffee. When she saw him she stood up and focused her glare on him while crossing her arms across her chest.

"Are you done?" She asked agrily.

"Yes." He was now calm and just sad looking.

"Well then, there's the door. Thanks for stopping by."

Spirits eyes widened like a kitten and he began to tear up.

"Maka…."

"You said what you had to say. So now it's time to go. Don't worry about me I'll be fine."

"MAKAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!-" He cried throwing himself at her. She moved out of the way and he managed to catch her leg.

"Be careful, MAKA! DADDY IS GOING TO MISS YOU SOOOOO MUCH! REMEMBER TO EAT PROPERLY- AND TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR CLOTHES AND YOUR SCHOOL WORK- AND- PAPA'S GOING TO BE SO LONENLY NOW!AND- AND MAKAAAA-"

When Soul came back into the room he stared at Spirit who was rubbing his teary, snot covered face on Makas leg. She was looking at him with disgust.

I've been taking care of myself all this time. Like, I need him to remind me those things. She thought.

"MAKAAAA, YOU BECAREFUL AND STAY AWARE OF THAT HORNY, PERVERT, FLIRT OF AN OCTUPUS HEAD, SOUL EATER."

"The only pervert and flirt around here is you." She snapped at him even angrier this time. At this Spirit flinched and his jaw dropped to the floor and began crying a river. Soul could only stand and stare as she tried to pry her dad off her leg.

"Now get out and leave. We have school tomorrow." She said. It looked like she was trying to maintain calm.

Spirit sniffed and reluctantly got off Maka's leg. He walked to the door and stood facing it.

"Alright then, I guess I'll be leaving. I'll come and visit you know!-"

"Please don't." Maka whispered exasperated.

"Papa will be lonely…but this is something you decided. You've grown up too fast." He sobbed.

Maka rolled her eyes. Her dad was trying to play the victim.

He huffed and puffed and then deflated as he turned around.

"Well, I'll see you then at school! Maka, Papa loves you!" He smiled with snot dripping from his nose.

Soul scrunched up his face. This man was a disaster. Maka just stood there arms crossed and hoping he would just leave. It wasn't like he was never going to see her.

"Okay,Okay, bye Papa." She said as she began towing him out the door.

"BUT-"

"NOW!" She gave another shove and he was out the door. She watched him as he Hehunched his back sadly while he walked.

Both Soul and Maka let out a breath they didn't realize they were holding in.

"He's quite a handful." Soul remarked.

"Tell me about it. I glad I did what I did. I was cold to him. But that guy deserves it."

"Nobody said anything about that."

"I know."

"He does care a lot for you as a Dad. Whatever happened won't change the fact that he's your father." He said quietly.

Maka frowned but replied.

"I know."

Soul raised his eyebrows but didn't say anything.

It was already dark. The stuff they had was already in place. Soul and Maka stood in silence for a while. But then he started to get hungry.

"So! Are you gonna cook?"

"What? No."

"I'm hungry…" His hands dropped to his stomach.

"Me too." She replied after a few seconds.

"We gotta celebrate moving in, anyways. Pizza then?" He asked.

"Pizza it is." She smiled back.

"Cool. Your treat!"

"Why my treat?" She shot back.

"Who's the one with the loony father? The one that came today, to make a scandal? And the one that dropped tears and snot on our new floor? I'm not cleaning that up by the way." He said pointing at the evidence that was on the floor.

"Fine. But tomorrow Dinners on you."

"Deal." He smirked

And both hungry, new roommates went out the door that night for pizza celebrating their first day moving in together. Life was going to change for both of them. They don't know what challenges or obstacles would be in their way, but these partners knew that whatever came their way, as a team they'd over come it.