I know what your thinking..'she is not starting another story' but I couldn't help it! This idea popped in my head and I had to write it. It's a curse really. Now this is going to be alice and wonderland kind of fanfiction. I know there has been a lot of those but this one is going to be different, I promise. I just got done playing 'alice return to madness' on the ps3 and I loved it so much. So this first chapter is a introduction. here we go!

Maka runs deeper into the forest, her bare feet getting cut up on the branches laying on the ground, sweat dripping down her face getting in her eyes making it hard for her to see. Maka knows she's bleeding..she feels the blood ooze out of her feet..

But she doesn't care.

The forest is quiet..all the creatures have retreated to their holes of safety..leaving Maka alone to roam this lonely, scary place. She wishes she had a home to go to, a home to be safe in..but she doesn't.

Not any more.

Maka can't think about her home right now. She can't think about the smiles that use to be there..the voices that use to speak to her..because they're all gone.

She's the only one left..He killed them all..she knows he did..

And now he's chasing after her.

Maka blinks back her tears as she pushes herself to her limit..the fear feels like weights on her feet and it tightens up her chest making it even harder to breathe. The anxiety is horrible..not knowing what's going to happen...if she's going to make it out of this alive..how the pain of death will feel..if she'll see her parents again-

But she's getting a head of herself.

Now's the time to run..run for her life.

"M-Maka please come back! Y-You don't understand!" A voice calls behind her..pleading with her..begging with her.

She lets out a sob, her stomach dropping at how close his voice is. Maka runs even faster..her heart hurts, her feet hurt, her head hurts..everything hurts but she has to keep moving. She has to stay alive.

Maka doesn't know what she's done to deserve all the shit she's been through..all the shit she's going through right now. She doesn't know how such a normal day turned into this..with her running through this dark forest, blood staining her clothes, and with that boy chasing after her..she tries to think why in the hell he's doing this..Why the fuck would he kill her family and then go after her..but Maka has a bad memory.

The doctors say her mind is broken.

Maka closes her eyes trying to put the pieces back together..thinking back to this morning..today..How did it end up like this? What happen? Who is the boy chasing her? She knows him doesn't she?

Just as her mind clicks into place she trips over a log she was too busy thinking to see. Maka lets out a scream as her ankle is twisted and she falls on her side, branches sticking into her flesh. The only sound she can hear is her heart in her ears..and his foot steps. Maka tries to get back up..but when she puts pressure on her ankle she cries out in pain and falls back down. It hurts t0o much. Tears stream down her face, blurring her vision for a moment before she wipes them away.

No, she won't give this jack ass the satisfaction of her tears.

Her heart is beating too fast through..and she wishes it would calm down..It's like a drum beating against her ear..and his foot steps feel like a giant is stepping on her chest, making it harder and harder to breathe.

Maka is going to die..die when she just turned eighteen, die when she's about to graduate high school, die before she experiences the joys of love, or the pain of falling out of it..She's going to die so young..when she had so much she wanted to do..

She wanted to live for her parents..but now she's going to die. She's going to be murdered and she doesn't even know why. People don't like her, sure. She's an ass hole , yeah..but does she really deserve this?

Maka takes deep breaths trying to steady her breathing..her mind slowly piecing together today's events..before it went crazy..before anyone was dead..before she was going to die..

The boy finally makes it to her, stepping out from behind a tree so Maka can get a good look at him.. Her eyes start at his shoes..they're dark and pointy like dress shoes but..they're just not. Her eyes travel up further..He has dark jeans on..faded from use, torn from age..it looks like it's stained with something but with how dark it is outside and how dark his jeans are Maka can't make out what it is..but she can guess. Her eyes roam higher to his torso, the boy's grey shirt is stained completely red..his hands covered in the liquid that she knows belongs to her family. Her body trembles as her eyes roam further up..She takes in the pale, smooth skin of his long neck..her eyes slowly move up..now seeing pieces of his pink choppy hair..his feminine chin then she gets to his lips..they're in a deep frown..

Maka can't look up any further.

She feels sick.

"M-Maka.." His voice is so shaky as she stares at his mouth, not able to look up or down.

Her mind clicks into place as he takes a step forward...then it leaves..going back to the beginning of this hell..

To make sense of all this.

"I call the last biscuit!" Black Star grins as he reaches over to grab the last piece of bread on the table-

"No way in hell." Maka snatches it before he can and shoves it into her mouth, puffing her cheeks out like a chimp monk.

"Bitch! That was your god's food! You already had like two of them!" Black star bangs his fist on the wooden, old table, it making a sound like it's going to give out from the boy's fury as he glares at Maka.

"And you had like seven." Maka speaks with her mouth still full of food, spitting some out on his face just to be an ass hole about it.

"I'm a growing god! I need food, my heavenly muscles eat all of it away..while when you eat food it just goes to your ass." Black star grunts, getting him a middle finger from Maka.

"Can you please be quiet?" Justin hisses from across them, his eyes closed with his hands together in prayer. Instead of food, a bible sits in front of the boy, already open from him reading it. "I'm trying to pray."

"Your always praying." Maka sighs as she finally swallows the biscuit.

"Yeah, and it's not even to me!" Black star puts a finger to his chest. "If there's any god you should be praying to it's me!"

"You are no god." Justin opens his blue eyes to glare at Black Star. "There is only one god, and that is the father. Did you part the red sea with just your voice? Did you lead the jews out of Egypt? Can you turn water into blood? Did you send your only son to die for our sins? No. You are not a god."

"All that shit is child's play." Black star scoffs as he leans back in the old chair, it creaking at his weight as he props his legs up on the table, getting Justin to wrinkle his nose. " I've done much more awesome stuff then that. I am the number one god after all."

"Black star the only awesome thing you have ever accomplished was farting that teacher into unconsciousness so we didn't have to do her work." Maka grunts. "And the only reason you were able to do that is because you stink like ass."

"Hey! I also did that flip on my dirt bike over a house using a ramp! I don't see your god doing flips on a dirt bike and landing it like that!" Black Star pounds on his chest confidently.

Justin blinks.

"You are a fool." The blonde boy grumbles as he goes back to reading his bible. " He doesn't do things like that because he is a god. Also because he isn't stupid like someone I know."

"I'm not stupid! I get straight C's! bitch what you talking about?" Black Star slams his hands back down on the table, leaning over it to get closer to the other boy.

"Black star you get straight C's in classes that are meant for people in the 9th grade." Maka gives him a bored look.

"Or classes meant for mentally challenged seniors.." Justin looks up from the bible to give him a look. "I believe that fits-"

"You want to go Justin? Because it sounds like your fucking challenging me right now!" Black Star stands up, his chest puffing up, that look in his eyes Maka knows to well. " I'll beat your girly ass into the dirt!"

"I'm not girly!" Justin glares at him as he stands up from his chair. "You know what? I'm tired of you. I usually wouldn't do this..but I can't stand you anymore. Maybe if I beat you, you'll be silenced!"

"Then fucking bring it! Feel the wrath of god!" Black Star roars as he jumps onto the table like that was a cool thing to do..

Only for the legs of the table to give in from his weight, it falling apart with the boy on top of it. Black star falls down, hitting the floor like a brick.

Maka sighs.

This happens every damn morning with her two brothers..they fight..something happens..Black star destroys something..Justin wines. Yeah every fucking morning.

Maka shouldn't really call them her brothers..because they're not..they're not related to her. The only relation they have is that they were all adopted by the same people..that they live together in his old house.

Maka lost her parents a while ago she thinks..she doesn't know how she lost them, if they're dead or alive..what they were like, what they looked like..she doesn't remember anything about them. Maybe that's for the best though..since they're not here and all. The doctors told her that her mind made her forget about them..made her forget about what happen to them to protect herself..or some shit like that.

The last thing Maka remembers is the hospital..being in that bed.,with all those doctors looking over her, asking her questions, putting her through strange tests..then before she knew it she ended up in a adoption center. Maybe it was luck, maybe it was destiny but a day later she was adopted. They pitied her because of her back story..a back story she didn't even know herself. Maka's surprised her new parents took her..considering that the doctors told them her mind is broken. That doesn't sound appealing to her but they took her anyway. Broken mind and all.

Maka was the last of the three to get adopted.

She remembers walking in this old, large house for the first time two years ago..she had thought she was the only child but she was sadly mistaken. As soon as she stepped in, Black Star tackled her, his big mouth telling her all about himself before she even asked. Maka had pushed him off of her..already knowing this boy was going to annoy her. And oh was she right. Then she saw Justin..the boy was sitting in a corner, reading a bible. Even in two years that hasn't changed. He looked up from his book and gave her a soft smile. She liked him and really she still does. Yeah it's weird he's obsessed with the bible..but hey, she has a broken mind and Black star is obsessed with himself. He's the best one off.

Maka would never admit that she likes these two boys deep down..that she cares for them..but she does. They are her brothers. This is her family. She doesn't remember what her old family was like..but she hopes it was like this. Yeah, Justin and Black star are as crazy as herself but whatever and sure they piss her off all the time..but who doesn't? Maka doesn't like anyone really..she only feels comfortable with certain people..and though these boys don't make her feel comfortable they stick by her..in their annoying ways.

They all lost they're parents.

Black star was abandoned, left on these people's foot steps. He was the first child. Justin was abused by his parents, they were crazy and tried to kill him..he was taken away before his parents could take the boy's life..then he was taken to this place to start anew. Maka lost her parents..but unlike them..she doesn't know what happen.

Sad isn't' it?

But not really..Maka's not sure she wants to know what happen.

"Aw what the..?" A man walks out in a white wife beater, his black hair tied back in braids, his hands in his pockets, his tattoos on his arms showing as he gives the broken table a look of irritation.

This is her 'father'.

"Sorry pops. The table couldn't handle my godliness." Black Star gets up, holding his arm that probably got hurt.

"No, the table couldn't handle your 200 pounds of ass." Make brushes some of the pieces of wood that got on her shirt.

"Oh my.." Justin covers his mouth with his hand and chuckles like it's wrong for him to laugh.

"Sid what is it?" A sweet voice calls from the other room..her 'mother'.

"Just your kids acting up again." Sid grumbles as he gives Black Star a look. "When you get home from school your fixing the table. I'm not doing it, I've cleaned up enough after you."

"Alright whatever." Black star grunts as he points a finger to his chest. "Leave it to me! I'll make this boring old table into something awesome like me!"

"..Just build the table back Black Star." Sid gives him a wryly look before he walks over to the counter in the kitchen and grabs his keys. "Are you three ready? It's about time to leave or your going to be late."

"I'm ready." Justin fixes up his white button up shirt and the black cap that covers most of his blond hair. Maka doesn't know why he wears that..it's not like he's a priest or anything. She wants to ask but..something tells her not to. Let him wear the priest hat. That's what he wants to be, a priest. It doesn't surprise her one bit.

"A god like me is always-"

"Lets go." Maka pushes past him, not in the mood to hear another 'god' talk from Black Star.

The real god knows she'll hear it about 10 times just on the ride to school.

Sid opens the front door and holds it for all of them to walk through it..He has to drive them to school because they can't take the buss. They have 'special' needs and they can't be around all the 'normal' kids. The doctors say that being on a school buss would be too much stress for all of them and that it would put them and the other kids in danger..What a load of bull shit right? Not only can they not ride the buss but..they have to take certain classes. Special needs classes. Maka isn't special needs. She's really smart..Black Star not so much but still. They don't belong in special needs. It pisses her off to no end..

Her mind may be broken but she isn't stupid.

Justin was able to pull an act..so the school thinks he's ok enough to take regular classes..while for some reason they still believe Maka is too 'unstable' for something like that.

She's getting hot just thinking about it.

As Maka is about to walk out of the door Sid grabs her arm, stopping her.

"How you holding up? Did you sleep ok?" He gives her that warm look..a look Maka thinks that her real father must have looked at her with..

But she wouldn't know about that.

"I slept fine..I'm good." She gives him a forced smile. Maka didn't sleep at all last night.

Sid gives her a smile before letting her go.

Maka walks past him..only then does she let her smile fall.

Maka taps her pencil on her desk impatiently, her face propped up by her hand, a bored expression gracing her face.

The teacher is late once again.

"Throw it over here Soul!" Black Star stands on his desk in the front of the class room, waving his arms in the air.

"This isn't cool dude.." Maka looks over to see Soul, the albino grinning that sharp grin as he throws a paper ball at the other boy, which Black Star catches and lets out a roar of triumph. Soul must feel her gaze because he looks over at her and winks.

Maka scoffs and looks away from the boy, a look of irritation on her face now.

Soul is Black Star's best friend. He comes over all the time to the house and they spend all most all their time together. Needless to say she sees this boy a lot and in her opinion he's just as annoying as Black Star. Maybe if he didn't have a crush on her it wouldn't be so bad..but he does and he makes it obvious. Always touching her in subtle ways, grinning at her, taking off his shirt when ever he gets the chance to. She isn't going to lie, he has a nice body but she just doesn't like him like that. He's retarded. He's obsessed with being cool, and those red eyes hold something like madness.

Him and Black star are their own kind of crazy and she rather not touch that thank you.

Maka hates this class..it's always loud and something stupid always happens. Usually being caused by Black Star and Soul but not always.

Being as bored as she is her eyes start to roam the class room. There's only seven kids in here including herself..and of course they're all crazy.

Next to Soul's desk is a girl that is giggling to herself as she colors a piece of paper a bright yellow. Her name is Patty and she never does anything but make paper animals. Most the time it's giraffes but Maka's seen her make a penguin and a elephant before. Patty is unpredictable. One minute she's a giggling kid and the next minute she's a scary psycho path. Let's just say you don't mess with her. Maka's heard rumors she use to live on the street with her sister, making a living out of robbing people before they were adopted. Maka doesn't know if she believes the rumors but she likes Patty. She doesn't get under her skin like most of the people in this class..and she makes her cute paper bunnies every once and a while.

Next to Patty is a boy or girl, she doesn't really care to know. This person has dark hair that slicks to his face, his lips downward looking like a triangle as grumbles to himself about 'Noah' this and 'Noah' that. Who ever this is, he is obsessed with the person that adopted him. It's too weird to be just appreciation. He's definably hot for this 'Noah' person. Maka doesn't like him. He pisses her off so she doesn't look at him for too long.

Maka's eyes fall beside her and she sighs.

Kid sits next to her, his face deep in concentration as he takes his time setting up his pencils and books so that there's the same amount on both sides. Kid really shouldn't be in this class. He just has OCD..yes, it's bad OCD but still. She feels bad for him, he really has to deal with crazy people when he's just..to much of a perfectionist. Kid is the closest person she has to a friend..he's always there for her and they do their homework together. She likes working wit him because he's smart, he knows what he's talking about just like she knows what she's talking about. If only he wasn't obsessed with symmetry..he could go so far.

As she watches Kid fuss over the pencils..she feels someone watching her.

Maka turns in her seat, her eyes locking onto the last kid in this class..the one that sits all alone in the back corner. His pale blue eyes widen before they skit away from her gaze, his face getting red as he fidgets with his fingers. Maka continues to look at him, taking in his plain grey shirt and those faded jeans..that choppy hair and vampire pale skin.

She doesn't like him the most.

He doesn't talk..when he does you can barely hear him. He's shy, she supposes but he trembles to much for his own good. Maybe she's being harsh but..it just pisses her off that he always stares at her. Always. When ever she's not looking at him she feels his gaze on her. It's uncomfortable and when she looks back at him he always looks away, getting red in the face, acting like she's the one that makes him uncomfortable. She doesn't understand why out of every one he decided to stare at her with those haunting eyes.

Maka doesn't know anything about him..she doesn't even know his name..but she's sure it starts with a c..

She glares at this boy, even though the more she stares at him, the more he trembles but she doesn't care.

She's getting tired of his eyes.

Those blue pools of desperation and anxiety..mixed with something else.

Maka may sound like she's this kid's bully but she's not. She's never even spoken to the guy..never even touched him..like she said she doesn't even know his name..

But she knows that he stares at her. All. The. Fucking. Time.

She hates the way he trembles, the way he won't speak up, the way he lets everyone walk over him, the way his eyes shift all over the place..but most of all, she fucking hates that he won't look at her. He will stare at her all he wants when she's not looking..but as soon as she looks at him, he looks away..he never looks at her when she looks at him. He just freaks out like he is now, twitching and shaking like a demon from hell is staring at him. It pisses her off so much. So he can stare at her but she can't look at him? Is they're something so fascinating about her that he has to watch her every movement? Yet he doesn't talk to her, hasn't even said a simple 'hello'.

No, he just stares at her with those eyes.

Maka stares at him till the boy looks like he's about to have a heart attack, his face matching his pink hair, his trembling getting so bad that he's shaking the table with him. She almost wants to yell at him, to ask him why he fucking stares at her all the time but she bites her tongue. Maka's not cruel but she feels her face get hot with anger. This guy is more of a chick then her..he's so delicate, so fail..

What the hell?

Maka watches as he stares intently at the floor..not even peeking up to glance at her. Some of the other kids are starting to notice the disturbance in the class room..

She sighs as she turns around in her chair, taking her eyes off the pink haired boy..sparing him.

Right when she turns around though..she feels his fucking eyes on the back of her head. ..and she means right when she turned around.

You got to be fucking kidding me!

Maka hits the table in her anger..the doctors also said she has anger issues..well fuck them and fuck that boy. She doesn't like to be stared at and he just won't fucking stop! What does he want from her? Why does he look so fucking needy? What does she have that makes him so intent on looking at her? What is-

"Perfect!" Kid suddenly cheers breaking her thoughts as he looks at this desk with sparkling eyes. "Sorry it took me longer then I usually do Maka..I just had some trouble getting the right side to completely match with the-" Kid looks up at her..his face falls in the up most horror, the boy choking on his words. "What is that ghastly thing on your face?!"

The boy's scream gets all the other kids to look at her..even though the pink haired boy already was, of course.

"What?" Maka frowns slightly at how he looks at her with disgust. Kid points to the right side of her face. She reaches up, her eyes lighting in realization as she feels the small metal ball on her upper lip. "Oh a piercing. Got my Monroe done."

She just turned 18 last weak. She didn't have a party, she didn't want one and who would she invite if she did? All she has is Kid..and he gets on her nerves if she's around him too much. She doesn't have a high tolerance of anyone.

Maka spent her 18th birthday in her bed sleeping..She wanted to sleep the whole day but of course Justin got her up and made her go out with him. He said it's good to celebrate birthdays, it's a way to thank God for another year of a life he granted. That's a nice way to think of it, But Maka just thinks of it as another year closer to dying. Oh yeah, she's an optimistic can't you tell? Any way Justin took her out, took her to town and then it finally hit her..she's fucking 18 years old. It didn't take long for her to find the nearest tattoo pallor, dragging a protesting Justin along with her, having to hear him talk about 'it's not right' and 'your body is a temple for the lord!'. Maka of course didn't listen to him, and after seeing she was set on her ways, Justin just sighed before doing a prayer she guesses for her soul.

Maka didn't know what she was getting when she got in there..she just wanted something. Something to add onto herself, to make her feel different, or new, or special. But she isn't any of those things. She's just the girl with the broken mind.

After looking through a couple books of piercings and tattoos they had at the tattoo place Maka decided on getting her Monroe done. She always thought it was cute, and Marilyn Monroe is someone she looks up to. Yes, she was a slut but she was gorgeous and you can't help but to respect her in a way.

The piercing was painless.

The needle going through her lip felt just like someone pressing hard on her lip. It didn't hurt at all. She bled a little, freaked out at the sight of her blood but the guy who pierced it said it was normal. Having a needle sticking out of your lip looks awesome by the way but she's getting off track. He put the jewelry in and Maka's had this piercing since two days ago. She loves it even though her family seems to detest it but oh well. It only matters what she thinks and she thinks it's fucking awesome. Of course she got it done during the weekend so no one at school has seen it yet..until now that is.

Maka plays with the peircing in her mouth with her tongue just to make sure it's still there, and sure enough it is.

"Well take it out!" Kid looks like he's close to hyperventilating. "O-Or get another one on the other side! That thing ruins your perfect symmetry Maka..it ruins it!" His eyes get watery and he looks away from her, putting a hand over his mouth. "Oh I can't look.."

"Sorry Kid but I don't want two of them and I'm definably not taking this baby out. I love it two much." She pokes out her lip to prove her point..

"You must take it out!" Kid looks at her with panic in his eyes before he laches onto her, looking up at her with pleading eyes. "Please Maka..I beg of you.."

"Good luck with that." Black Star grunts, crossing his arms. "I've been trying to get her to take it out since she got it and if a god like me can't make her listen, a lowly subject like you definably can't!"

"Hey Black star, shut the fuck up." Patty's voice gets low causing him to tense before she looks at Maka and gives her a warm smile. "I like it! Don't listen to what these poo brains are saying! Big sis got her lower lip peirced and it's adorable!" Patty looks over at Soul and Black star giving them that deadly look again. "Say Maka looks adorable or else.."

"Pssh you don't scare me Patty-"

"Maka you look fucking adorable." Soul takes a step forward, giving her a sharp grin, and a wink. Black Star gives him a disgusted look.

"Gross dude."

"Noah has his ear pierced." That dark haired boy buts in, messing with his pencil absentmindedly.

That pink haired kid in the corner seems to be mumbling something to himself, his cheeks tinting a slight pink.

"I don't care if it's cute, sexy, hot I only care about the symmetry and that thing is ruining it!" Kid shakes her sightly. "P-Please..take it out or get another one..it's to much to see that..thing ruin your face!"

"Kid.." Make cups his cheeks, causing him to tense, his eyes slightly shaking. "I like you, I really do but your going to have to deal with this. I don't want another one and I'm not taking it out. Look, think of this piercing as something that can't be changed..like your hair. You can't change that but you deal with it so why can't you-"

"Your right! I'm disgusting! How dare I talk about your face when I look like this!" Kid pulls away from her to point at those three white lines on half his hair. "I'm hideous! Disgusting! Trash!" The boy hits his head on the desk before he starts banging his fist against it. "I'm asymmetrical garbage! I'm nothing but a loser!"

"Nah..your..your not.." Maka pats his back awkwardly. "..You just have some white lines in your hair..it's no big deal-"

"No big deal?!" Kid whips his head up to glare at her, Maka's hand sinking away from his back. "Everything must be balanced yet I can't even balance my own hair! How disgraceful! How ugly! Oh I'm sorry you have been cursed with me-"

"Hush." Maka puts a hand on his face causing him to tense. "Your not garbage. You're my friend. I except you for how you are, white lines and all. If I can except that..don't you think you can except this piercing on my face?"

Kid breathes heavily for a moment..Maka feeling his eye lashes brushing against her hand every time he blinks. He's blinking a lot. Maka knows he's thinking, trying to get his mind together.

"..I'll try.." He finally speaks and Maka takes her hand from his face.

"Good." Maka gives him a grin.

Kid looks at her lip..before he bites his own and looks away.

"Just don't look at it..it's not there..don't think about it..this is Maka..this is Maka.." He chants to himself before he takes a deep breath. Kid looks over at her..looks her in the eyes..all that disgust gone from his eyes..he gives her a warm smile. "Sorry about that..you know how I get."

"Yeah I do." Maka rolls her eyes.

"Aren't you two cute." Soul grumbles as he glares away from them.

"No, they're fucking gross." Black Star wrinkles his nose. "I swear you two mind as well date you two are fucking perfect for each other-"

"N-No!" That pink haired boy suddenly screams from the back, causing everyone to tense and turn to look at this boy..the boy that never says anything. The pink haired boy squeaks when he realizes all eyes are on him now..his face beet red as he looks to the ground. "..S-Sorry..c-can't control t-those random out burst.." He mumbles so quietly Maka can barely hear what he said.

They all give him a look before they turn back around to continue their conversation but Maka continues to stare at this boy in the corner..what's his deal?

"What a weirdo." Black star grunts as he sticks his had down his pants and starts to scratch..there.

"..Uh dude.." Soul gives him a odd look.

"What?" The blue haired boy gives him a confused look..

"..Not cool." Soul sighs as he takes a seat in his chair.

"Black Star get your hands out of your pants. How many times do I have to tell you this? If I see it again I'm going to have to dissect you." Every one tenses as the teacher walks in, his stone eyes taking in all his students..his experiments before his eyes fall on Black star. He doesn't look mad, his threat was said with a blank face which makes it all the more creeper.

"I'm itchy!" He protest but he takes his hand out of his pants..and then he sniffs it.

"Dude!" Soul punches him in the shoulder.

"Gross!" Patty wines throwing a paper ball at the back of his head.

"Disgusting!" Kid throws two of his pencils at the boy.

"Black star your such a douche." Maka gives him her middle finger. "I'm surprised you haven't past out from your 'no shower in a week' stench."

"This is the smell of a god." He moves his hand in the air as if moving it's smell closer to the other kids. "Take a whiff! May it make your day almost as bright as me!"

"Black Star." Stein gives him a look, irritation breaking that blank face. "Do I need to send you out?"

"No." He grumbles as he crosses his arms on his desk, a scowl on his face. "Damn just trying to share my godliness.."

"Alright, today we are going to go over that test that..you all failed." His eyes scan the room before stopping on her. "Except for Maka of course. If you like you can grade papers for me while I teach the rest of them."

"No thanks." Maka gives him a look. "I'd rather just sit her then do your job for you professor."

"How the hell did I fail?" Black star stands up, his face one of shock. "I had a good feeling about that test! I know I did awesome! Your lying!"

"Black star you got all of the questions wrong..including the first one..which was.." Stein grabs a paper from his desk and looks at it.. "The question was 'Who was George Washington?' and you put 'The guy who invented the light bulb.'"

"Yeah! He invented the light bulb by flying a kite and when the lighting hit it, the kite turned into a light bulb!" Black Star grunts. "Duh."

"..Black Star just.." Stein shakes his head. "Just no."

"No? Don't talk back to your god!" Black Star fumes.

"Alright moving on. Soul..you did much better then Black Star that is for sure..but I noticed that you wrote the answers on the test word for word like it was right out of the book. If your going to cheat be smarter about it."

Soul grumbles about this being 'so not cool'.

"Patty..drawings are nice but this isn't art class. You actually have to write words for the questions instead of nice pictures of animals."

"They're not just nice, they're fucking awesome!" Patty pounds on her desk. " How can you go wrong with a drawing of a giraffe?"

"Apparently very wrong." Stein turns his cold gaze on the black haired boy. "Gopher, you did good for the most part but you made some very common mistakes. I know your smarter then that, make sure to do better next time."

He only nods but he looks irritated.

"Now Kid..I know your abilities and I believe you would have aced the test..if not for the fact you only got to writing your name and answering the first couple of questions. You don't have to be perfect with your name. There's no points in writing it you know?"

"I had to make it symmetrical." Kid states matter-o-factory as he puts his hands on the desk, looking at him with his posture straight.

"Work on your time." Stein gives him a look before his eyes fall on the boy in the back. "Crona you seem to be having trouble all over. You didn't seem to be even trying, you skipped most of the questions."

Maka doesn't look back but she knows he's probably twitching or looking like he's about to cry or something. He doesn't say anything so Stein goes on.

"Lets start the lesson.." The man walks over to the black board, picks up some chalk before he starts writing on it. "First off..can any body tell me who George Washington was?"

"He was the guy who invented the light bulb!" Black star blurts out.

"No, he was the first president." Soul gives him a look.

"Pff. Wow do you hear this guy?" Black star starts laughing annoyingly. "He thinks George Washington was a president..what a dumb ass!"

"Oh fucking hell.." Maka groans rubbing her head.

"George Washington was a president, the first one." Stein turns to look at the boy.

"No he wasn't!"

"Yes he was he-"

"Don't try to tell me who George Washington was! I know my history! I know him so well we would be fucking homies if he didn't live so far away in Canada."

Stein blinks.

"Black star your so stupid!" Patty giggles. "He lives in Africa!"

"I think he lives up both your asses." Gopher suddenly grunts causing him to get two deadly glares from Patty and Black Star.

Oh yeah, another fun day at class.

"No fighting-" Stein's command is two late. Patty and Black Star jump up, tackling the raven haired boy. Soul jumps in to back Black star up and Kid starts having a freak out because their messing up the desks.

Maka hits her head on her desk, a head ache forming and hurting her..

Even with all that's going on..with Stein fighting with the kids, trying to get them to stop..chairs flying across the room..Maka still feels that boy's gaze on her..He's staring at her with all this going on..

She's to pissed off.

"Thank god that's over!" Maka grumbles as she marches out of the school, Kid trotting by her side. "I swear every day something fucking crazy happens."

"Well we are in a class for the menatlly unstabled.." Kid sighs as they walk down a dirt path..it leads into the forsest and if they continue to follow it..it leads to her old, creepy home. Kid looks over at her. "Do you need any help with the home work tonight? Would you like me to come over?"

"I think I'm good." Maka rubs her temples. "I'm probably going to bed when I get home..I'm exhusted."

"Sleeping so much isn't healthy for you Maka." Kid frowns as they make their way into the forest, the trees shadows casting lightly over his face.

"A lot of things aren't healthy but people do them any way." She kicks a rock by her feet. "I'm no different. I do things even when I'm not suppose to."

"You know I worry about you.." Kid stops, grabbing her wrist so she stops with him. He looks at her with those yellow eyes full of concern. Of course she doesn't like it and she tries to get out of his grip but he holds onto her firmly. " You stay up all night just to sleep the day away..Your looking more pale as the days go by and you seem..more irritated. Are you ok Maka?"

"I'm fine." That's a lie. She's not okay at all.

Kid frowns. Maybe he knows it's a lie but she doesn't care.

"I think I want to walk myself home today Kid.." She rips her hand from his grip, giving him a look.

"..Alright.." He takes a step closer before he wraps his arms around her, pulling her close, pressed agaisnt his chest, his mouth on the top of her head. "Please be careful..and if you need someone to talk to i'm always here..you know that."

"..I know.." She mumbles into his chest before he pulls away.

Kid stares into her eyes a long momemnt before he leans in..

"May I?" His voice is soft against her lips.

She doesn't know why he still asks. Why he still treats her like they have never kissed before. They have, countless times. Maka doesn't care for him, she's not sure she even likes him like that but kissing him gives her a release. It gives her a good feeling for the moment and she likes that. Maka thinks these kisses mean more to the boy though..she sees the way he looks at her. He wants more from her then just her lips. He wants her to commit to him, to be his girl friend but that's not going to happen. Maka isn't going to be tied down. She trust Kid enough to share in this experience though..and if it's just physical she doesn't mind it although Kid hasn't tried anything else other then kissing her.

"Go ahead." She speaks with a bored tone.

Kid leans in and presses his lips against hers..his hands going to rest at her waist as she wraps her arms around his neck. His kiss is soft but Maka doens't want soft. She deepens the kiss, her tongue rubbing against his. She feels Kid's body get warm..and his heart is beating so fast. Maka's heart has kept the same beat. He kisses her so passionately, his hands moving from her waist to play with her hair, treating her with so much care it's sickening.

"I love you Maka.." He breaks the kiss, his uneven breathing still on her lips as he looks her in the eyes..they're bright with passion and life.

"Okay." Is all she says. She doesn't love him. He's only a release..a feeling that she's ok with. Kid is confused.

"Do you love me..?" He holds her tightly, his eyes searching hers..but they're as dull as her expression.

"No." She answers bluntly. "Kid I thought we agreed that this was just for fun..you know kind of like a 'no strings attached' thing."

"Does it really just have to be something we do for fun?..Couldn't it be more?" Kid pulls her closer. "..Couldn't we be more?"

"More?" Maka blinks at him..hoping he'll just drop it.

"Yes more..like couldn't we be together? Couldn't you let me call you my girl? We have perfect chemistry together..and we already do things a couple would do. I care a lot for you Maka..your a girl I don't want to just have 'fun' with. I want to be with you."

"..Isn't this enough though?" Maka forces her smile. "I mean..come on.." She gives him a nudge on the shoulder. "I'm giving you the perfect deal! You know..you get to kiss me..and your not tied down so you can see other girls and-"

"I don't want any other girl but you Maka." He rubs her cheek gently. "your the one I want. Your the only one I want."

"..What do you want from me?" Maka snaps although she already knows the answer..she just doesn't want to think about it. "..If you want more then the kissing I can give you a hand job if that's what you want. Hell, just say the word and i'll get on my hands and knees and blow you."

"T-That's not what I'm talking about!" Kid blushes viscously and shakes his head. He swallows hard before he looks her back in the eyes. "I think your confused Maka..I don't care about those things. Just kissing you is enough but..I want to have you as my own. To call you my girl."

"No, Your the one that's confused Kid." Maka pushes him away from her. "I told you when we started this that it means nothing. It hasn't meant anything this whole time so why are you trying to change it now?"

"..It's always meant something to me." Kid frowns, his eyes shinning with a bit of hurt but Maka doesn't feel guilty at all.

"..Look if you can't handle this then we can cut it out. We can go back to the way we use to be and act like this never happened."

"N-No.." Kid shakes his head..looking at her with desperate eyes. "..I don't want to pretend like this never happened..because it did and I love this Maka..I just wish you'd let me have you."

"My body is yours." She looks at him blankly. "But if your asking for love..your out of luck."

Kid nods numbly..that hurt look still in those yellow orbs.

"Well..I know you want to get home..i'll see you tomorrow?"" Kid gives her a forced smile.

"Yup." Maka watches the boy turn and start to head the opposite way down the dirt path..his posture is still straight..but she can see his shoulders are slumped a bit.

It's not like this is her fault. She told him. She warned him. Maka told him from the beginning their kisses mean nothing..that when they touch each other it's not because she loves him, it's just a lust, just a want to fell good. He agreed to her..but now Maka wonders if he ever understood. She's not so sure he even understands now.

Maka sighs before she turns around, about to head home herself-

Then she feels it..that all too familair feeling of someone watching her.

Maka whips around, all her hairs sticking up as her eyes fall on those blue eyes. The pink haired boy from school is looking at her, peeking from around a tree. When he notices he's been spotted out, he squeaks in alarm before he turns on his heel and starts to run away..

She's filled with a rage she doesn't understand. Staring at her in school is one thing..but now this guy is following her! He's stalking her! Before Maka can stop herself she's running after this guy, her anger getting the best of her. She's tired of him. Tried of his stares. Tired of not knowing why he stares.

The boy continues to run..but Maka doesn't think he knows she's running after him. He's slow, his twitching causing him to stumble a couple of times, almost falling down on his face but by some miracle he keeps running.

No more playing games.

Maka pumps her legs to their limit..and without thinking about it she tackles this boy, knocking him down to the ground, surprising him causing the boy to scream as he hits the ground hard with Maka being on top of him. His face is in the dirt and she' sitting on his back.

"What the hell is your problem?" Maka growls down at this boy.

She gets a muffled response, his body shaking her he's trembling so bad.

Maka gets off of him to let him up but stays close enough so if he tried to run she could just reach out and stop him. The boy stands up, stumbling clumsily befor he gets his footing back. He slowly turns his head towards her..his eyes meet hers for a split second before he squeaks and looks down at the ground. His body is trembling worse and he looks like he's about to puke.

"Well? What the fuck were you doing watching me like that?" She crosses her arms as he turns his body towards her..but his eyes still haven't left the ground.

"..I-Is he your b-boy friend?"

"What?" Maka is taken a back by this question..one, because he's never actually talked to her before and two, because she wasn't expecting that.

The boy tenses, his eyes shifting from right to left. He grips the end of his shirt into a ball, a deep frown on his face. "..T-That boy..I think h-his name is Kid..a-are you with him? I-I saw you.." He trails off, distain in those eyes of his but he still won't look at her.

"That's none of your business." Maka snaps. " But since your so fucking nosy I'll tell you. He isn't my boy friend. He's just a guy I kiss for kicks. It doesn't mean anything. It's just for fun."

"O-Oh." The boy seems to perk up a bit at this.

"I answered your question..so answer mind. What were you doing spying on me? Why do you always stare at me? Are you my stalker or something?" Maka's voice is sharp.

"N-No I-I!" The boy's face gets dark, his words coming too fast out of his mouth. "I-I just..u-um..I-I wasn't stalking..I-I'm not a stalker but you probably think I am..g-gah! I-I didn't want you to think I'm some creeper! I-I'm not a stalker I just-"

"Are you talking to me or to the ground?" Maka cuts him off, not able to help it. He still hasn't looked at her..and she's not sure why this bothers her so much.

"..Y-You.." He keeps staring at the grass.

"Then look at me. Your talking to me so look." Her voice gets hard when she sees how much he tenses.

"I-I can't.."

"What do you mean you can't? You stare at me all the fucking time! Why is looking at me when we talk so much different?"

"I-I can't look in your eyes..i-it's too..p-painful." The boy bows his head, his voice no more then a whisper. Maka's hard look falls at how..sad he sounded..how genuine it sounded..

They're silent for a moment.

"..D-Do you know who I am?" His soft voice breaks the silence but he doesn't lift his head up.

"..Uh." Maka tries to recall his name but it escapes her..curse her broken mind and it's broken memories. "..Your a dude in my class?" She tries.

"..T-That's all?" She can hear the frown in his voice. "..Y-You don't remember who I am?.. D-Do you even know my name?"

"..It starts with a c right?"

"..Y-You don't remember.." The boy grips his arm tightly..his voice so quiet..it's almost a whimper. "I-It's worse then I thought.."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Maka raises an eye brow. " You know I've only known you for a year..we've never talked so it's not that shocking that I don't remember-"

"Y-You have known me for much longer then that!" His breathing is becoming uneven. " W-We were friends when we were kids..d-don't you remember?..a-anything at all?"

"..Dude I don't know you like that." Maka blinks at how shaky he's getting. "I barely know you-"

"P-Please you h-have to remember!" The boy grabs her arm suddenly but his head is still bowed. "P-Please you have to remember y-your promise..y-you promised me Maka.."

"I didn't promise you shit!" Maka growls as she struggles with this boy, trying to get his hand off of her but he has a firm girp. "Get off!"

"Y-You promised!" His voice cracks and she wonders slightly if he's crying.

"Get off me!" Maka screams, something stirring in side her.

She smacks him across the face. The sound of the hit echoing through the forest. He lets go of her..his arm going limp to his side.

"I don't know who the fuck you are. I didn't promise you anything. Stop stalking me and stop staring at me all the fucking time!" Maka fumes.

The boy slowly lifts his head up..his eyes finally meeting her own..they're watery and his cheek is red from her hit.

"..M-Maka.." He trembles as he reaches out a hand towards her. "P-Please..y-you have to remember.."

"There's nothing to remember." Maka takes a step back before she turns her back on him. "If I find you out side my house or something like that i'm calling the cops on your ass."

"M-Maka-"

"I'm leaveing. Don't follow me." She walks away from him, never turning to look back at him.

"..Y-You promised.." He mumbles pitfully..she hears his voice crack again.

Maka just keeps on walking. Another memory her broken mind will forget.

"Holy shit!" Black star stands on the couch, his eyes narrowed at the TV screen as he visously pushes buttons on his controller.

"Dude on your left!" Soul barks out an order, him pushing the buttons on his controller just as fast.

"I see it, I see it!" Black star roars, pushing his buttons faster.

Maka sighs putting a book mark in the new book she just got called 'Hush, hush'. There's no way she can continue to read in here with these two idiots playing 'Black ops' like it's something serious.

"Having trouble?" Maka looks over to see Justin smiling at her gently, his marker in his bible. "They are being rather loud aren't they? You want to go some place more quiet?"

"Yeah." Maka gives the two fat heads a look of irritation before she gets up with the blonde boy. "Your room or mine?"

"Yours." Justin turns and starts to walk up the stairs with Maka right behind him. They always do this..when ever Soul and Black star get too annoying they retreat together to read or just talk in their rooms. Justin is her favorite brother. He's so kind to her even though his lectures about the bible can get annoying. She puts up with it.

The blonde haired boy walks till he's in front of her door and he opens it, walking in. Maka walks in after him and shuts the door.

"Much better." Justin sighs in contentment as he walks over to her bed and sits down, opening his bible he begins to read.

Maka just walks over and sits next to him, opening up her own book..but she can't read. All she can think about is that boy and his odd words. Why was he so set on her knowing him? Why was he so upset? Why does she even care? Maka can't stop thinking about that look he gave her before she left..it was complete and utter desperation. He needed something from her but Maka doesn't know what on earth she has that he needs.

She tries to focus on the words in her book..but they don't make sense..her mind can't get off of him.

"..You promised.." His soft voice sounds through her head causing her to tense up.

A hand touches hers causing her to jump, and for a split second she thinks it's that boy, about to grab her arm like he did..but her eyes fall on Justin and she visibly relaxes.

"Are you ok?" He looks at her with concern, his hand not leaving hers.

"I'm fine.." She looks away to pretend like she's reading.

"You have that look in your eyes." Justin takes the book away from her gently, marks her place and sets it beside them. "Come on, tell me what's bothering you. Don't try to lie either..by the grace of god I can sniff a lie out better then any lie detector so be truthful."

Maka looks at him a moment..thinking about it.

She trust Justin. He's the guy she goes to if she needs to talk..it's kinda like talking to a priest a confessional. You know you can tell them anything and they won't tell a soul..it's only between them..and after she's done she feels clean..she feels relieved. Justin gives her the feeling of absolution.

On most days Maka wouldn't hesitate to tell him what's bothering her..but for some reason this boy is different. She doesn't want to talk about him..she wants to forget.

"It's Kid." Maka sighs, running a hand through her hair. This isn't a complete lie. He's bothering her too.

"What about him?" Justin frowns at that.

"He wants more from me."

"What?!" Justin stands up, looking appauled. "What a pervert! You do not need that sin on you Maka! Don't let him take advantage of you-"

"I'm not talking about sex." Maka grunts.

"..Your not?" Justin calms down a little, a sigh of relief escaping his lips.

"No. Kid wants a relationship with me." Maka shakes her head. "And I don't want one. I just want to have fun."

"..I told you this would happen." He sighs again. "You can't just have fun with a boy with out some feelings being attached..do you have feelings for him?"

"No." Her answer is blunt. there is no hesitation.

Justin gives her a long look..before he leans in..

Maka's mind cracks..it does this a lot where it skips a scene and she can't remember what happen. One time she went to the pet store..and her mind cracked. When she got control of herself she was back at home with her new pet bunny. It's odd but she's learn to live with it.

When her mind clicks back into place she sees Justin lean away from her, a hand resting on her cheek.

"I don't know what to tell you about Kid..But know i'm always here for you. " Justin looks her in the eyes.

"I know." She smiles at him. "..Your an awesome brother you know that?"

"Yes." Justin gives her an odd smile..it almost seems forced. "Well I think i'm going to retire to my room..are you going out tonight?"

"Nah I'm just going to sleep." Maka yawns to prove her point.

"Sweet dreams. May god keep you safe." Justin gives her a smile before he leaves, shutting the door behind him.

Maka waits till she hears his door open and close before she gets up. There's no way she's getting any sleep tonight, not with that pink haired boy running through her head..and this weird feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Maka walks over to the window and opens it. She looks back at her empty room for a moment before she hops out of he widow onto the ledge below it. She does a leap and grabs a branch of a tree that's out side her window. Carefully she climbs down till her feet touch solid ground. Then she's off.

Having a broken mind sucks. Maka has lost so much of her memory..even small things like what she did yesterday..or a mintue ago.

It's scary really.

Always forgetting. Always remembering. It's a painful process but she has to deal with it. The doctor's said that her mind broke because of her parents. Maybe the doctors told her what happen to them..but she doesn't remember. She forgot. She forgot everything about them.

But maybe that's ok.

Times like this..when her head hurts too much..she likes to walk out side..feel the cool breeze against her skin. She likes to imagine the wind is someone hugging her..that it cares for her as she walks alone in the dark. Maka knows she's fucked up in the head. When she thinks about how fucked up she is..she likes to go to the park.

She doesn't know what it is about the small park..but it always puts her mind at ease.

That's why right now she's swinging on the swings..humming a tune to herself. She doesn't know how long she's been here but it's getting dark..the sun is setting. She probably should be getting home..

Maka sighs as she hits her feet on the dirt ground, stopping her high swing before she hops off. She hates leaving this place..the park makes her feel warm inside..like she found a lost friend.

Don't ask why she feels like this. She's crazy after all.

She hums tunelessly as she makes the short walk back to her house, the park is only 10 minutes away so that's a bonus. She's always here..and it's like her safe haven. No one goes to the park at night..except her of course.

Maka is ready for bed..her neck is starting to hurt her and she can feel her eyes droop. Her nice warm bed sounds good right about now-

She stops in her tracks, her eyes falling on the front door of her home.

It's open.

Maka frowns..

Why would the door be open like that? Sid always locks the door at night.. She walks towards it cautiously..something stirring inside her. She feels this is dangerous..she feels like she should just leave, run from this place and never turn back but..

She's never had good judgement.

"Guys?" Maka calls softly as she enters the house and shuts the door behind her. She kicks off her shoes before looking around. It's dark..the house eerily quiet.

No one answers her.

Well..duh they're probably all sleeping-

That's when she hears a growl..followed by a whimper..

Then it goes silent again.

Maka's legs move with out her telling them too..she runs towards the sound..a dread gripping her heart.

There's a bang, a rustle, then silence yet again.

Maka runs into the kichen..only to stop dead in her tracks.

Sid lays on his side, his dull eyes staring back at her, a steady stream of blood falling out of the cut on his neck. He's dead. Another body lays beside him..her 'mother' has been stabbed multiple times in the back, her blood staining the floor.

Maka's mouth is open in a silent scream as she takes in all this..then her eyes fall on the cause of this.

The pink haired boy stands in the middle of the kitchen, panting with a bloody knife in his hand, his clothes are stained red and he's glaring at a open window. Maybe he senses her presence because he tenses..slowly turning towards her.

Maka screams, not able to hold it in any longer..She smells smoke..and hears a crackle of a flame. She turns to see that the living room is on fire..her house is on fire.

"M-Maka it's not what it-"

She doesn't let him finsh. Maka turns on her heel, slips on her father's blood and falls in it, his blood staining her but she's quick to get up.

She runs out of the house, runs past the flames, runs past the corpses of her family..

Maka leaves her house to burn.

All she can think is survival as she runs into the dark forest..all the while that boy is calling for her..coming after her.

Maka's mind clicks back into place as the boy takes another step closer, her eyes widen as she forces herself up, bitting back the cry of pain from putting pressure on her twisted ankle.

"Y-Your hurt.." He frowns looking at her foot like he actually cares. Like he's not about to kill her like he killed her family. " P-Please don't run anymore-"

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Maka spats, wincing at the pain in her foot. " Me just giving up so you can kill me! It's not happening! Why the hell did you do this to me? Why did you destroy my family?!"

"I-I-"

"Your sick! Your a sick mother fucker! You burned my home! You killed my parents! Why?!" She's screaming, a rage overcoming her fear.

"I-I didn't kill them!-"

"Bull shit I saw you!" Maka takes a step back when he takes a step forward. "..You stabbed them..you killed them.."

"D-Don't you remember what happen last time?" The boy looks at her pleadingly. "D-Don't you remember? I-It wasn't me it w-was-"

"You want to kill me.." Maka takes steps back. "You want to fucking kill me..that's why you been staring at me..that's why you followed me today..you were trying to see where I lived..and shit you must have followed me home didn't you? I didn't know and..shit..your a fucking psycho path and your going to kill me..no..no i'm not going to die..no i'm not going to fucking die!" Maka's screaming now, a panic gripping her heart, her broken mind in overdrive.

"M-Maka please I'm n-not going to hurt you-"

She doesn't listen to his lies.

Maka turns and starts running again, biting her lip at the pain but she forces her body to move. She has to live. She isn't dying yet. The boy calls after her but she just runs faster.

He's going to kill her. He's going to kill her. He's going to kill her.

Sweat is dripping down her face, screams coming from her lips, calling for help but she knows no one will help her. She's alone and this boy is going to kill her. The boy keeps begging with her..begging her to stop, to listen to his story but she's not falling for it..

Maka is getting tired and that boy is gaining on her.

She loses her footing and with a high pitch scream she falls..hitting her head hard on a log laying on the ground. She hears a crack, her head bleeding over the forest floor. Maka turns her body around..but she can't get back up..everything is spinning around her..everything looks blurry..She sees a pink blur stop by her..and she feels arms around her..shaking her.

"M-Maka! O-Oh my god Maka! A-Are you ok?! Y-Your bleeding so much! D-Don't worry I'm going to help you, I-I'm going to-"

His voice fades away to nothing.

Her eyes roll back and everything fades away.

Maka's broken mind just got a bit more broken.

So what do you think? Next chapter will be in 'wonder land' and the name of this fanfiction will make more sense. If you like mad Crona your going to be pleased with this story. Please review and tell me what you think of it.

I'm feeling a lot better so hopefully my writing won't be as bad. I'll start on the next chapter for forever insane next!

Oh and awesome news...I got my tongue pierced! It turns out the guy who said it couldn't be pierced lied to me! I went to a new place today to get my ear done and she told me she could pierce my tongue! Omg i'm so happy! It doesn't hurt at all but my tongue is so swollen right now...but it's worth it XD

Request are open for who you want the soul eater cast to be in wonder land! Of course I already have a few picked out, i'm open for the other charters other then Maka and Crona.

Till next time!