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The Broken Gate: Chapter 6 Danielle was very confused. The interacting between Conan and Hikaru had changed dramatically, Conan was silent, but giving Hirkaru a look that would have cause Danielle to quake in fear. She was very confused on what was going on. She did not dare to speak as they headed toward the apartment, she would have to find a place to stay soon. Danielle wanted to ask what was going on, but when she went to open her mouth Conan shot the look he had been giving Hikaru. So she closed her mouth and kept her eyes on the ground. Once they entered the apartment the silence broke. Danielle barely had the door closed when Conan h

Danielle awoke to smell of something wonderful. She opened her eyes, once again lying on the same couch, with the same red blanket. She quickly folded it over and headed toward the kitchen. She found Conan in the kitchen. He was wearing a power blue apron.  He was humming, looking more like a fifties house wife, then an eighteen year old demon. Danielle was trying really hard not to laugh. The room was perfumed with roast beef and broccoli. She breathed in the tantalizing aromas. “Are you feeling better?” Conan asked coming over after wiping his hands on his apron. “I'm alright,” She grinned, again trying not to laug

Monday morning came and Danielle sat up. Her room was very untidy and disorganized. She looked at the window which over the weekend she used as a door. She lay back on her pillows causing her brown hair spread across the pale case. She was thinking about the past weekend. She had the most fun she had since her father died. She felt the dull ache in her heart. She needed to get ready for school. She got up and dressed. She sighed deeply. School was going to be interesting. “Danielle!” Came the friendly call as she entered the front gate. She turned to see Conan, smiling brightly. “How are you doing?” He asked as though

Monday morning came and Danielle sat up. Her room was very untidy and disorganized. She looked at the window which over the weekend she used as a door. She lay back on her pillows causing her brown hair spread across the pale case. She was thinking about the past weekend. She had the most fun she had since her father died. She felt the dull ache in her heart. She needed to get ready for school. She got up and dressed. She sighed deeply. School was going to be interesting. “Danielle!” Came the friendly call as she entered the front gate. She turned to see Conan, smiling brightly. “How are you doing?” He asked as though

Danielle rubbed her eyes, she just had the strangest dream ever. Why did she dream about her classmates she barely knew them? She sat expecting to see her room but she was not there. She was actually lying on a couch that she had never seen before.  She looked around what seemed to be a living room. She looked around very confused. It was a very tidy space with blue and greens as the theme. The couch she had been lying on was a wonderful aquamarine color. The blanket she was covered in was a vibrant shade of red clashing with the theme wonderfully. She saw Conan coming out of a room just off to the left. He looked normal and he was smiling

Guilty Conscience A pale man sat at his desk in front of his classroom. He was grading papers, quickly marking the wrong answers in his usual red pen. He had noticed where the girl had gone wrong in the problem and wrote out how to fix it. He often graded here at school for an hour after the last bell, it gave his students sometime if they need help with a concept in class, they could just walk in and ask about it. He sighed while running his left hand over his forehead, trying to keep his hair out of the way of his glasses. His sighed, Marie was right; He needed a hair cut. He would admit that staying to help students was only half the reas

I do not own soul eater!  A request done for 00buba00! The Dangers of Smoking. "I don't think this is such a good idea." Maka, she would admit she wanted to try to, just to see, but it was very dangerous if someone found out.  Especially if that someone was their homeroom teacher Dr. Franken Stein. Her partner looked at her and give her a grin full of sharp teeth. "What's he going to do give you guys detention." Soul reminded her. "He's just a teacher Maka." "I'm pretty sure he'd be really mad, though, I mean...what if he finds out?" She didn't want her favorite Professor to know that she was going not only break a school rule but a la

I don't own soul eater. This was a request for animegirl2012. The Wrath of Death Death the Kid walked quietly though the streets of Death City. He was numb, he slightly shaking. Stein was right. No one would follow some reckless kid who decided to party for three weeks straight. He couldn't believe it had really been that long. His father was going to kill him. He thought back to what Stein said. That he needed to go home. His professor, was right. He did need to go home. He knew Liz and Patti where most likely worried sick. He sighed as he walked though the streets. He hoped his father wouldn't be home, when he arrived. He wanted to fix

I do not own soul eater.... Spanking Experiment 2: Test subject: Maka Stein would admit he was a very patient man, but there was something bothering him. Maka had gone though a rough few years but it still bothered him that she treated her father in such a way. Yes, he would admit that Spirit had pulled are really dumb move cheating on her mother and that her mother was in the right to divorce him. That was all fair. But Maka was taking her abandonment issues out on Spirit which wasn't fair. Spirit was the parent still around and he was trying to fix what he broke. This was true also but Maka seemed unwilling to give her father a second

lright chapter 2. I do not own soul eater. This was inspired by Arkham-Insanity's picture, Spanking Experiement Spanking Experiment Part two Stein would admit when if came to smoking he was a hypocrite. It was the last thing he wanted any of his students doing. Sure he smoked that's true but he also was mad and smoking helped keep his  sanity in tact. It was clear to Stein that Kid had more to drink the the bottle of whiskey, which was half empty. Stein wondered if he had been in the city the whole time. He also wondered how the sixteen year old shinigami had gotten a hold of the cigarettes much less the alcohol. "Hey...Professsorrrr." K