Your POV
"Congratulations!" "You and your friends have been chosen by the DWMA to go on vacation in Hawaii!"Lord Death congratulated me, patting his son's head.

"I can't believe we get a vacation." I murmured to Crona.
Crona just blushed and nodded.

"Why are you so cute?" I squealed, hugging him.

"Uh..I.." Crona stuttered, turning red.

"YAHOO!" "THE GREAT BLACK STAR AND HIS FRIENDS ARE GOING TO HAWAII!" Black Star screamed, making everyone look at him in annoyance, including me.

"So, (y/n)." Kid whispered in my ear. "I'll tell you the thing later."

"O-ok!" I exclaimed, blushing.

"HEY. NO ONE TALKS TO (Y/N) LIKE THAT EXCEPT ME!" Black Star screamed, pulling me closer to me and kissing my forehead.

"H-hey!" I exclaimed, flushing red.

"That's not cool." "Leave her alone." Soul murmured, grabbing my hand and hugging me.

"S-soul." I murmured, still blushing.
"It's alright." "I won't let anyone touch you." He said, giving me his toothy grin.

"Soul!" "Look!" Maka exclaimed, pulling him away from me.

We were waiting at the airport for our plane~

"What is it?" Soul asked, uninterested.

"It's a... Window.." She stuttered.

"You're really stupid, aren't you?" He told her sternly. He then walked over to me.

Kid walked to me, and so did Black Star.

"Well, looks like our plane is ready." Kid murmured, putting his arm on my shoulder. My heart skipped a beat.

"YAHOO! LET'S GO THEN!" Black Star yelled, grabbing my hand.

                  Time skip  (*^-^)
"We're here!" I proclaimed happily as we drove towards our rental house.

"You're adorable!" Kid exclaimed, hugging me.

"N-no, I'm not!" I protested, blushing.

"Yeah, you are cute!" Soul agreed, patting my head.

"WHO DARES TO LAY THIER HANDS ON THE GOD BLACK STAR'S GODDESS?!" Black Star exclaimed angrily, grabbing me and pulling me in to a hug.

"I'm not your goddess!" I yelled, blushing even more.

"Yeah! Your not cool enough to have (y/n)!"Soul agreed, grabbing my right hand.

Kid grabbed my other hand.

"Your not either." He said sternly, pulling me towards him.

"DON'T TOUCH HER!" Black Star screamed, trying to get me out of Soul and Kid's grasp.

"G-guys!" I exclaimed, turning red.

"Let's go inside." Crona said meekly, gazing at me.

"Ok." I agreed, smiling.

                          Soul's POV
We all stepped inside our rental house.
"Wow, this place is huge!" (y/n) exclaimed, her eyes filled with amazement.
She noticed me looking at her and smiled. I blushed and smiled back, making her turn red as well.

"Let's pick out our rooms!" Patty yelled, running through the hallways.

"Patty slow down!" Liz pleaded, chasing her sister.

"I know a perfect way to decide who gets what room." Death the Kid murmured, glancing at (y/n).

"We pick a number out of a bag, because each room's door is numbered." He began, looking full of himself.

"(y/n), you pick first." He added, winking at her.

I became extremely jealous, and glared at him. He smirked at me, then turned his head.

"I got number 2." (y/n) told us, her eyes shining.

"Go and see it." Kid urged, his eyes shining as well.

If he doesn't stop.., I thought angrily, gritting my teeth.

"Ok. I'll be right back!" (y/n) replied, giving me a smile before walking up to her new room.

               Death The Kid's POV
"Alright." I said. "Tsubaki, your next.
"Number 10." She replied, going up to her room.

"Number 8!" Patty screamed, bolting up to her room.

"7." Liz muttered, trudging up to her room.

"1." Soul proclaimed proudly.

No fair! He gets a room right beside (y/n)!, I thought furiously, glaring at him.

He smirked at me and rushed up to his room.

NOW THE GREAT BLACK STAR WILL SEE HIS NUMBER!" Black Star proclaimed, yanking a number out of the bag.

"YAHOO! NUMBER 3!" He screamed, racing up to his room.

I sighed, letting Maka choose her number.

"8." She muttered, disappointed.

"Ok Crona your turn." I told him, annoyed.

"Number 5." He smiled.

"My turn." Aito rudely stated, grabbing a number.
"9." He murmured, also disappointed.

I smirked. "Looks like I'm left with four."

"So?" That doesn't mean anything. Just like you mean nothing to (y/n)." He glowered, balling up his fists.

"You wish." "(y/n) is my closet friend, and soon she'll be more!" I replied sternly, glaring at him.

"Well I'll be closer to her more than you'll ever be." He laughed, smirking. "She's my meister."

"We'll see." I laughed, annoyed by him. Who did he think he was? I wondered as I walked to to my own room.