Hello! Yes, I'm back with a new story. YAY! This will be an AU SoMA fanfic ^-^ And guess what! it's lemon! teehee. okay i'll stop being weird (That will never happen) and get on with the story!
Disclaimer: Do I have to say it? It's just heart breaking! Ugh fine... I do not own Soul Eater or it's characters. Only my ideas *Sniff*
The Man With The Red Eyes
Chapter 1: Something I Can't Explain
He ran. His white hair in his face. His breath was getting heavier with each step he took. Panting; his speed increased at the sound of his brothers' loud foot steps behind him. He turned left to a dark alley where he could hide. He hid behind trash cans, as he watched his brother passing the alley with full speed.
From now on, he was on his own.
Maka sat herself down on the couch as she turned the TV on; flipping through the channels, until she landed on the news. The television was the only thing breaking the silence in her lonely apartment. After a few minutes of just watching the news in silence; there was a knock on the door. She stood up and opened it, only to find her best friend; Tsubaki.
"Hey Tsubaki , come in". Said Maka, as she moved to the side to let her friends inside.
"Hello Maka. Sorry I didn't call to let you know I was coming over". Apologized Makas' tall and beautiful Japanese friend. Her long black hair was in it's usual high pony tail, but instead of her usual school uniform; she was in sweat pants, with a light green tank top.
"No problem". Said Maka while closing the door. "I was just checking the news". Tsubaki sat down on the couch. "Want anything to drink?" Asked Maka as she walked over to the kitchen. Tsubaki smiled. "Do you have any tea?" Maka checked her cabinets. "Um, yeah. What flavor?" Asked Maka.
"Any flavor would be just fine". Said Tsubaki. Maka shrugged and started making lemon-honey tea. Maka overheard the news from the kitchen. It's current segment was one she had no interest in whatsoever. After two minutes or so, the news starting talking about a different topic. The one and only topic that has -strangely- gotten her attention for the past nine years.
"Tsubaki can you please raise the volume a bit?" Asked Maka kindly. "Sure". Tsubaki reached for the remote that was on the coffee table in the center of the living room. She raised up the volume, and a few seconds later Maka came in with a tea cup in her hands.
"Here you go". Said Maka as she handed Tsubaki her tea and sat down on the other end of the couch; giving her full attention to the news.
It's been nine years since the disappearing of Soul Evans. Or, as most people refer to him is "The Man With The Red Eyes" . The Evans family refuse to give up on the search for their son, who has mysteriously disappeared nine years ago. We don't have much details on the boy except for his name, hair and eye color. We've had investigators search all over the country for the young Evans; but still no luck.
"Maka?" Asked Tsubaki; a bit concerned for her friend. Maka only hummed in response. Not taking her eyes off the screen.
-Because of there being no trace of the young evans whatsoever; some investigators have come to the conclusion that he could possibly be dead.
"He's not dead!" Yelled Maka as she turned the Television off in process. "Maka are you alright?" Asked Tsubaki; confused as to why she was taking this so personal.
"Huh? Oh yeah I'm fine". Sighed Maka. "Is there a reason why you take this so personal?" Asked Tsubaki as she set the teacup down on the small round coffee table.
"I just-" Maka paused, hesitating to answer Tsubaki's question. "Never mind, just forget it". Said Maka as she looked down at the ground.
"You sure?" Asked Tsubaki as she put a hand on Makas' shoulder. "Yeah. It's just..." Maka let out a loud huffed breath. "It's just something I can't explain".
There was a moment of silence until Tsubaki broke it.
"I must be going, Black Star gets pretty angry when he's hungry". Said Tsubaki as she walked towards the door; Maka following closely behind. "Thanks for the tea, Maka".
Maka only nodded in response. She closed the door locking it in progress. She sighed.
'Why am I so interested in him?' Maka asked herself. 'It's not like I know him. Heck I don't even know how he look like besides his hair and eyes. All his other features are unknown to society besides his family'.
Maka went into her bed room, and flopped herself down on her bed. 'How did the Evans even expect to find him if they didn't even show the investigators a single picture of him?' Maka thought to herself. 'But he's not dead. I don't know why. But I refuse to believe he's dead'.
Maka closed her eyes. She hummed herself a song. Not just any song. A song only she knows. A song where she had only heard in her dreams. She doesn't remember the dream too well. Just that song. It was soothing; but dark as well. Not before long; she drifted away into a deep sleep.
Well how's that? I know, kinda weird. But I promise it get's better. And yes; that song does have a deeper meaning, which we will find out about it in later chapters. Please review and tell me what you guys think. Also... even though I have about 70% of this story planned out. Review or PM me if you have any ideas or suggestions. Until next time!
Disclaimer- Nope, still don't own Soul Eater. If I did...THe show would probably (Most likely) not be as good. But If I did own it; Soul and Maka would be together.