Thanks to all who have decided to click on the blue letters leading to my story! This is my first Soul Eater story and I hope you all enjoy it!

I do not own Soul Eater!

Now without further ado,

I bring to you,

A Marshmellowtime production,

Lost and Found

Chapter One:

The Lost One

"I'll give you a second chance."

Raindrops pelted downwards, the small beads of water hitting the floor with a dulling thud. The tiny beads sailed downwards like bullets, their path being blocked as they slammed into the two figures standing in the street.

One stood tall, the moon illuminating his shadowed cloth, and lightening up his pale face, and casting a slight shadow over the hollows of his eyes.

The second one lay hunched, crouched down in a defensive position. The raindrops dampened and soaked her sooty black locks, and ran down the corners of her face, tracing the patterns of the outline of skin, currently drawn back in a feral growl.

Her eyes were wild, a deep, dark red swirling into a bloody colored mass were her pupils, and a golden tint lightened up in the faint corner, casting its animalistic glow. Her arms tightened at the sound of his voice and she pulled her lips back farther, eyes narrowing in obvious distaste.

The standing figure watched the girl calmly, his face revealing no hints or signs of what his thoughts were.

"Right now," He began, and she tensed, arms tightening, "I don't need to waste my time talking to you, but I am, and I will say this once more, I can give you a second chance."

"What kind of help would that be?" She spat, her eyes illuminated with a dark fury, "All you and your damn brats have brought is agony and grief."

"That's how you choose to look at it." He shrugged, tilting over in a carefree manner.

Indignation flickered through her orbs at the tone he was using. They way he spoke to her were as if she were a child, of no danger, and providing no threat, nothing to consider seriously.

Being in the presence of Death himself was a peculiar thing. The man who took lives and decided death was standing before her and she was back talking him like rebel teenager to her mother. Then again, she felt his suffocating aura, his presence seemed to fill up the vast expanse and she had to suppress the urge to cower at its engulfing feel.

"Leave us be." She snarled, her grip tightening on the figure below her, "I wish to have nothing to do with you."

"Where will you go then?" He questioned, his tone was light, and she bristled at the thought of taking in his hospitality. "You need to face the facts; this is the best option for you."

"And work with those who were responsible?" She growled, her voice was layered with years of undisguised hatred, "Work for the very cause that was the whole reason why this happened?"

He regarded her calmly, and then with a shrug he bent down to her level. Instantly she stiffened, her lips pulled back into a snarl, and she narrowed her eyes dangerously, gripping the limp figure below her tightly.

"It happens." He said suddenly and hot tears dared to well up in her eyes, her body shook and she gripping the body closer to her, resting her head against the cold, smooth face of the boy below her.

"...But why?" She whimpered, her shoulder's sagging, and her voice sounding as if she were in pure agony. "Why him? What did he do?"

A large hand touched her shoulder and she breathed a ragged breath, shrugging the large palm off she lifted her head and glared at the figure before her.

"I feel as if in the end I will have no say in this matter." She murmured and the man shrugged, lifting his hands apologetically.

"It's probably better this way, there are very nice people at the academy you know, and my son attends there." He offered and she smiled bitterly, running her hands through the boy's soft blonde locks.

"I will fight you and your cause with tooth and claw, I hope you know that." She added quietly and the figure shrugged once more.

"Do what you will, but I will allow no harm to come to the students," He said, though there was an underlying tone of a threat and she scoffed.

"I wish to have no affiliations with them." She snapped, and then gripped the limp body tighter, "And I have no intentions of going."

"I thought you wouldn't give in!" He said cheerfully and her eyes narrowed, blood red orbs glimmering defiantly as she glared at him.

"Why do you sound so happy about this?" She asked suspiciously and he pointed a finger up.

"Because in the end, I know you'll come to the academy! I mean, it's the most reasonable option, and the thought of mingling with other kids your age must be highly enticing!"

"I doubt that." She drawled, and then narrowed her eyes; glancing upwards she saw the clouds forming together, the timing perfect.

"But hear me now Shinigami, I will get my revenge on the person who caused this."

And lightning struck, sealing the deal.

"AHAHAHAH! THE GREAT BLACK STAR SHALL PROVE TO YOU ALL THAT HE IS THE GREATEST!" The 'famous' Black Star crowed, sprinting down the hallways of DWMA, eager to reach his destination.

"Black Star!" Tsubaki cried, her hair swishing madly as she jogged to keep up with the rambunctious boy, "Please wait up!"

"Hmph, idiot." Death the Kid stated blandly, walking at a leisurely stroll behind the running duo.

"Now, now, he's just excited." Liz Thompson chided, walking but a few steps behind the platonic boy.

"Yay! Yay!" Patty, Liz's sister cried, bouncing up and down, "Where are we going again?"

"To greet this new student." Maka explained, smiling lightly, though looking slightly forced.

"Only because that damn creepy Doctor told us we had too." Soul grumbled and Maka gave him a scolding look.

"Now be nice Soul, Dr. Stein only asked us to greet the new student, nothing more."

About Five Minutes Earlier

"Ah, you guys." Dr. Stein called lazily, pointing a large two inch book at the regular 'group' of students that consisted of Kid, Maka, Black Star, and their respective weapons.

"Yes, Dr. Stein?" Maka questioned, halting mid step and turning to stare at the so called 'doctor', "What is it?"

"DWMA is getting a new student," He began, his cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, "And I need you to go greet this kid."

"Of course," Maka replied, not one to decline such an offer, "But why us?"

"Safety precautions I suppose." He answered simply, turning the screw on his head for a moment.

"Safety precautions?" Maka echoed, looking curious, "How come?"

"Let's just say... the new student isn't too friendly I guess." Dr. Stein answered.

Present Time

"Now that I think about it," Soul began, narrowing his eyes, "He only asked you to go, why do I have to go?"

"Because it's nice to be polite." Maka answered simply, "Now stop complaining, this new student should be arriving any minute."

"And I will challenge this guy, and show him that Black Star is not one to be messed with! I shall be the hero to teach this scoundrel his place! I shall –"

"Be shutting up now." Maka stated blandly and sighed, shaking her head.

They group of adolescents halted to the doors that lead to where Lord Death was. Knocking just to be polite, Maka waited as a happy "Come in!" greeted them before opening up the doors.

The group stepped into the room, the familiar sky like landscape greeting them as their eyes zeroed in on Lord Death himself in the center of the room, with a young girl standing a little ways away, and an angered look on her face.

"Hel~ Lo~ Kids!" Lord Death greeted a cheerful note in his voice as he turned to face the group, "How are all of you on this wonderfully beautiful day in this equally wonderful city?"

"Good, thank you." Both Maka and Tsubaki chorused, being the two to have the most manners in the group.

Soul grunted while Patty distracted herself with the odd appearance of the room, though having been to said room countless of times with Kid, it still seemed to put the girl in awe. Liz had nodded while Black Star was focusing on the girl standing next to Lord Death.

"Honorable Father." Death the Kid greeted and Lord Death leaned around to spot his son.

"Kid! Oh look how cute you are! Coming to visit your father? Is it me or are those stripes even cuter than they were before?" Lord Death cooed and Kid twitched, a strained look on his face showing the inner turmoil he was suffering upon trying to dismiss the thought about his trash worthy hair.

"Actually," Maka began, taking charge as expected. "Dr. Stein said that he wanted us to go and greet the new student...?"

"Ah! How could I forget?" Death shook his head and then gestured to the girl beside him, "Everyone, meet Leo Malaux! DWMA's newest addition."

Leo stood of just about Maka's height, if not a little bit shorter. Her hair was a dark, sooty to night black, unkempt, choppily cut, and unevenly falling about, but just a half an inch or so past her shoulders. Bangs covered her forehead and at some shifts, faintly brushed the tops of her eyes, which were a deep, dark, bloody red, with the faintest glimpse of a sharp, hardened gold color in the sea of blood red. Side fringes framed the sides of her face and a small, black 'x' tattoo lay beneath her left eye. Her skin was pale, but towards a light tan.

A long sleeved button down, cotton white collared shirt was her top, the few top buttons undone, the collar to her shirt askew, with a loosely tied black tie looped around, 'x' on the bottom. There was a small breast pocket to the right of her shirt, a black 'X' also adorning its features.

Trailing downwards, her shirt looked a bit oversized and reached just a bit above mid thigh. From there, black shorts that reached mid thigh were barely visible, all the way down slightly average bare legs to black trainers. Her sleeves were folded back were the style called for it, but the length of the shirt reaching a bit past her wrist.

The girl's animalistic gaze bore deep into the group, and Maka took a deep breath, seeing as she was asked to do this job, and she would do it right.

Leo

"Hi," The first girl greeted, and Leo blinked in surprise at her warmth, "My name is Maka Albarn, meister here at DWMA."

The girl was just about her height and age, with dirty blonde hair pulled back into matching pigtails on either side of her head. Her eyes were a deep, intense emerald green, a large smile adorned her face and her clothes were neat, with her skirt carefully placed and her hand now outstretched in greeting.

Leo found herself staring at the outstretched appendage, the act of greeting taking her by surprise. Though Leo would have left it hanging, years of drilled in mannerism lessons prompted her to lift up her own arm and grasp the girl's hand lightly.

She had a strong grip. Leo mused, blinking as the girl turned her light grip to a tight hold, shaking their hands once, twice, thrice, before releasing her arm. Leo drew back quickly, and there was a flicker of slight hurt in the girl's eyes that quickly turned to curiosity.

"This here in my weapon and partner, Soul Eater." She introduced the white haired male with sharp teeth and red eyes beside her who smirked.

"The best weapon at the academy might I add."

Leo flickered over the male for a split second and filed him down as someone who had great confidence in himself obviously.

"My name's Tsubaki..." A girl with long black hair and a shy face smiled warmly, "And this is –"

"I AM THE GREAT BLACK STAR!" A boy with bright blue hair and a rather short stature shouted, landing on the floor in a series of flip. "The man who will surpass a god, become a hero, and is the greatest of them all!"

Leo blinked blandly at the boy and crossed her arms over her chest. "Pleasure."

"I'm Patty!" A girl with short blonde hair suddenly shouted, leaping right in front of Leo's face, thoroughly shocking the girl. "And that's my sister Liz! You're pretty cute! Where'd you get that tattoo –'

"Patty!" The one identified as Liz exclaimed, looking annoyed, "You can't just go barging into people's faces like that."

"Sorry..." Patty mumbled before giggling, skipping back to the group.

Leo shifted uncomfortably, being around so many people all focused on herself was not something she was very accustomed to. Usually A –

She froze, took a deep breath, and relaxed. Pushing all thoughts of those warm blue eyes from her head for a moment, she reverted her attention to the group of newcomers before her.

Noting that all eyes of the group had trailed over to the one standing between the two sisters.

His hair was a dark black, with three white stripes stopping mid way on one side of his head. His skin was a milky pale, his clothing regal and upholding some sort of status with matching skull rings on either end. His eyes managed to catch her attention though. The dark, burnt honey gold orbs reflected an inconceivable glow that made her pause for a moment, though the expression on his face quickly threw off the mystic glow behind their depths.

"...Death the Kid." He muttered, not even forcing a speck of friendliness to herself. "It's a pleasure."

You sure about that? She wanted to ask, raising an eyebrow at his disgusted expression when his eyes stared dead straight at her. What had she done but stand here? Though expressions of his kind were not uncommon to her, in fact, it almost put her at ease in some ironic way, for those were looks she had come to grow use to.

"The pleasures all mine." She muttered softly, and the group's attention turned back to her. "As the..." She glanced towards Lord Death, as if unsure how to address him when she finally stated. "Reaper had stated, my name is Leo Maloux."

"Well, it's nice to meet you." Maka smiled and Leo nodded listlessly, her eyes flickering over to Death's mask and blinking blandly.

"Was this all necessary?"

"Of course! Just to make you feel all nice and at ease in my school –"

"I can never feel at ease here." She spat coldly, narrowing her eyes at the reaper, "And you know fully well why."

There was a tense silence that ensued before Tsubaki smiled sheepishly, attempting to make conversation.

Bless the poor girl's soul.

"So, Leo..." She began, "What are you? Weapon or meister?"

"...weapon." She answered, deep bloody orbs flickering to meet the girl's shy ones.

"Ah, then who's your meister?" Maka questioned, attempting to keep the train going and Leo went stiff, her eyes now downcast with a cold gleam.

"...No one at the moment." She answered carefully, warm blue eyes throbbing painfully in the back of her head.

She turned to Lord Death, her eyes were narrowed and the cold wall that had been floating about her pressed on harder, isolating her from any of their warm auras.

"Can I go now?"

"Why not –"

Before he could answer, she was sweeping past him quickly, her aim on the long hallway that lead to the door to her freedom.

The speed of the next event was that of a blur, but Leo soon found herself facing the outstretched arm of a black suit. Her orbs flickering to the side, she met those enticing burnt honey orbs staring so deeply into her own eyes that she was startled a moment by the power of the gaze.

"It seems rather rude to leave when people are trying so hard to be kind." He said calmly, his voice was that of a parent's scolding a child. "I would suggest you not be so brash about decisions."

Leo felt a slight bristle at his tone but she gave him no heed. Turning, she moved from his reach a good few feet and found herself more at ease a good distance away.

His aura was a peculiar thing. She noted as well. The young reaper's aura was a deep, rich black, unlike his father's open, but threatening space, his held an air of...dare she say, friendliness? Though it was to...strong, dominant. She concluded it had swayed around her like an animal circling their prey and had crept towards her stealthily; its feel seemed to try and latch onto her.

With a simple breath she brushed the aura off; noting that part of it seemed to hiss at her in some sort. Disgust evident in the pulsing sway auras gave off.

"I apologize." Leo began, sarcasm in her voice, "I merely thought it would be best considering that some would not want me in the same room as them."

Kid blinked in surprise for a moment before glancing back to her and that same disgusted look appearing on his face.

"No such thing was said –"

"Doesn't need to be." She shrugged, stepping away and turning to the group.

"Well," Maka began, smiling lightly, "How about we show you around?"

Sorry if it's not much, but I think that the first chapter is always the trickiest, because you setting the entire base of what your whole story will build upon...talk about pressure...

But, I really hope you all liked it! I feel as if there is a lack in Kid/Oc stories, and a lot of the good ones I've been reading haven't been updated in forever! SO I figured, why not make one of my one? I hope everyone's in character and once again, that you've all enjoyed it!

Thanks for reading, and now all I ask is that you review!

BY THE WAY, DON'T LOG ON ON THE 23RD, FANFICTION IS DELETING STORIES THAT SHOULDN'T BE DELETED! Including yaoi, lemons, yuri, and all of that stuff, I just think it's unfair of them to do that when most stories barely show anything REALLY bad, and there are ratings for a reason! There are great writers out there that don't deserve to have their stories taken down, so help save them!

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