Prologue

"Go and live your life while you still have it…"

"Mama…" Maka mumbled in her sleep, before being startled awake by her alarm clock. She opened her eyes reluctantly, placing her hand on the source of the shrill sounding electronic device to shut it off. Turning over, she looked up at the familiar ceiling, already deep in thought.

"Mama…" Maka repeated, sighing heavily.

Something had been revealed to her that day, when she had fallen to the brink of death. It had been a while since then, and her life had more less returned to normal. She and Soul and both returned to school, and had been accepting new missions every chance they got to make up for the lost time. Everything was the same in both Shibusen and the DWMA. But something had still changed to Maka.

She hadn't told anyone what she had seen in the deep, dark shadows of Death's doorway. In fact, she tended to avoid the entire subject of her near fatal experience. This, however, aroused even more curiosity, mostly from her father, Spirit, and her weapon, Soul.

"…and because of this, witches prefer this kind of landscape for battle…" Stein droned on during the class lecture that day. Maka frowned, trying to concentrate on Stein's words as she scribbled notes here and there in her work-book.

"Maka!" Soul hissed in her ear a few seconds later. Maka flinched in surprise.

"What?" She snapped back as quietly as possible.

"Can I borrow your notes later?"

"Take your own notes, stupid…"

"Pleeaaassee?" Soul pouted.

"Ugh, ok fine, but this is the last time! I mean it!"

Soul grinned. She always said that, but never meant it. She always let him copy her notes, regardless of anything she may have said earlier that day about it.

Lunch-break came, and Maka began her way to the roof so she could eat alone. Soul didn't follow her as she left. Instead, he tagged along with Tsubaki and Black Star to the school grounds. Tsubaki raised her eyebrows in surprise when she realized Maka would not be joining them.

"What's Maka doing? Isn't she coming to eat with us?" She inquired. Soul shrugged as he unwrapped the rice-balls Maka had prepared for lunch that morning.

"She's been wanting some time to herself ever since she came back to school." Soul explained through a mouthful of food.

"Is that alright? Don't you think we should go keep her company?"

"Nah, she's fine. She just likes to think by herself sometimes."

"Really? About what?" Tsubaki pressed Soul for information. He looked up at the girl, swallowing the food in his mouth.

"I dunno. Never asked."

Tsubaki sighed, dissatisfied and slightly annoyed at the weapon's lack of concern for his partner.

Meanwhile, Maka sat leaning against the wall surrounding the edge of the rooftop, nibbling on a piece of fruit. As she ate, her mind wandered to her father, whom she had become suspicious of in the past few weeks of hiding a secret from her. A secret she knew she had a right to know of. Unfortunately, the girl hadn't got the chance to talk with the older Death-Scythe, having only just finished up the large amount of make-up work that had been presented to her on her first day back to school. She would confront him soon enough though. And she vowed she would learn the truth, no matter how painful it may be.

tadaa! IM BACK, BABY! this is just a teaser chap. till school is out 4 me! (2 days!) I'm totally stoked about this fanfic cuz it has an actual plot that isn't all soul/maka drabble ^^ I hope u like it 2! (by the way, if u like Maka's dad, i suggest u dont read this. It makes him look like a totally bad guy...) I'm expecting this 2 be a little shorter than Secrets in Her Eyes. But, then again, i do tend 2 drag stuff out...so idk, we'll c.

Can't wait 2 continue this! plz review!