This is my first fan fiction and constructive criticism would be helpful~ Thank you =w=

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater :(

Maka inwardly sighed. This was the prick she was being sold to? Soul was it? Yes, Soul (Eater) Evans. What a strange name. This "Soul" also had monster-like features: snow white hair, jagged fangs, and piercing red eyes. Judging by the way he talked, Maka could sense Soul was 1. Lazy 2. Full of himself 3. A total jerk. She couldn't believe her father! Maka had given up her life for her father from his debt just to be sold to this pervert. This is when Maka thought it could not get any worse. She was soon proven wrong.

"MAKA, DO NOT FEAR!" The blue-haired 'assassin' boomed. "FOR IT IS I, THE GREAT BLACK STAR~!" Maka groaned irritably. This is not what she needed right now.

"Yo, slave." Soul called half-heartedly.

"What?" Maka snapped.

"Go grab some drinks for me and Black star, the expensive ones."

(A/N) -I'm not sure if I did that right. But Here's the ages; Maka: 19 Soul: 20 Black star: 20

"No! Whenever Black star drinks he gets especially annoying."

"It's an order, Tiny-tits."

"They're average, god damnit..."

"Whatever, listen just go do what I said!" Soul was starting to lose his patience.

"Go get it yourself, lazy ass!"

"Why do you think I have a fucking slave, Maka?"

"It's about time you said my stupid name..." Maka muttered.

"Just go get the damn booze."

"No."

"You seriously take this kind of crap from your slave?" Black star asked skeptically. "Just slap her or something, I bet she's all talk." Sure enough Black star stood up and began to stomp toward Maka as he raised his fist. "Like thi-"

Then it all happened in a blur: Maka wasn't sure what had happened first. She heard the sound of a fist against a jaw, the cold crimson eyes of Soul, and the surprisingly warm touch of his hand jerking her behind him.

"Get away from her," He growled viciously. Black star stood in a daze. "Wha?" Was all he could manage to say.

"Hitting a slave is..." His crimson eyes met the ground. "Uncool." He mumbled. Maka was also in a daze. Since when could Soul move so fast, and since when did he... care? This had happened before, but with another slave. A young women who was bound to serve Soul would make a mistake in front of Black star, then Black star would simply hit her. Soul never seemed to care, he never did anything.

(A/N) I know I'm making Black star look like the antagonist but he's actually a good guy. Just wait: I'm not a Black star hater.

"Alright man... I guess I'll go then..." Black star whispered still confused. When he left, a tense silence was left between the slave and her 'master'.

"Thanks-" Maka began.

"Don't mention it..." Soul sighed awkwardly.

"Thanks, but I don't need your help." Maka finished.

"What?"

"I appreciate you caring, but I could've handled him on my own."

"Sure you could've..."

"You saying that I couldn't have?"

"Who knows, maybe Black star is right, and you're just talk."

"I know! Quit challenging me!"

"Or what?"

"Or this!"

Maka immediately pushed Soul, and he stumbled to the right.

"Hey!"

"What? You were totally asking for it."

"That's it! I'm not taking this from a slave."

There was a bit of struggle, but in a small amount of time Soul had pinned Maka on the green carpet floor.

"Ha." He teased.

"God damnit..." Maka murmured.

Although in that moment, Soul couldn't help but realize that Maka was actually quite... pretty. Some would even consider her beautiful. (Some including Soul) Her sandy blonde hair was silky, and met her shoulders. He compared Maka's eyes to the boring carpet. Her eyes were much more complex, he could get lost in them. They were so deep, they reminded him of emeralds. (A/N) I love that color :) It might explain my name XD

Oh yeah... that's right. He had pinned her down. Soul was sitting on top of a beautiful girl of which he was day dreaming about... who was also his slave. This was about to get interesting.

Change POV (A/N) I mean it's still third person but we're gonna look at Black star's life :3

Black star sighed as he threw off his expensive jacket and changed into something more him.He flopped onto the gigantic couch and began to flip through the channels on his T.V. "Tsubaki," He called.

Tsubaki, a tall long haired and polite women was instantly at his side. "Yes?"

"How much money have you saved up?"

"Twenty-five dollars... sir."

"I'll help out with the rest of the expenses. Pack up your stuff. We're going to buy your freedom."

"But Black star, this isn't nearly enough!"

"I said I'd help out with the rest... now go do what I said."

Tsubaki felt tears well up in her eyes. How had he known that she had been saving up, and why did he care?

"Y-yes sir!" she exclaimed, bowing; with that Tsubaki raced toward her things. Freedom. It was soon to be hers.

~TIME SKIP TO SOUL'S HOUSE~

"Hey Soul, you cool now?" Black star called as he entered Soul's gigantic house.

"Yeah... sorry about that." He admitted shamefully.

"No problem. Still though, I don't see what's so special about a slave."

"...Never mind. What about the one girl of yours, Tsubaki?"

Black star's heart stopped. "W-what about her?"

"I saw her in town today, and she looked like she was free or something."

"Um, she is. She like, bought her freedom, the little bitch."

Soul knew Black star was lying, it was painfully obvious. But Soul decided not to say anything. Black star pretended to be an almighty slave master when really, he was the exact opposite. "Whatever," Soul decided.

(A/N) Told you :) I did make Black star a protagonist.

Although then someone rung the doorbell.

"SOUL EVANS YOUR DOOR IS ASSYMETRICAL!"

Soul cringed.

"Crap."

(A/N) So that's all I have for now! Thanks for reading, and I'll mostly be posting at night since this is mostly to deal with my insomnia. But Read and Review please. Sorry that the characters are kind of different from the actual show.