Author's Note; So! Here it is, my first Soul Eater story. Sorry if its a little boring but I did try my best. Hopefully they're not too OOC either. I did my best to keep them as close to their original personalities as possible. Also I know its not very long but I just wanted to test it out and see how well its received. Anyways, read and enjoy. Also, if you've got suggestions or hints to help make these better please go ahead and leave a quick review. Well, that's 'bout it. Read on! :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater or anything else for that matter. Just the computer I used to write this! :p
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Alone
"D-Don't leave." She said, her voice practically a whisper as she let her fingers cling to the material of his shirt. Maka looked away, clear green eyes watering at the very thought of being left alone again. "Five more minutes?" She asked quietly, not raising her eyes to look at Soul in fear of what she might see. She already felt like a ghostly little girl, after being trapped in the in-between world for who knew how long, she didn't need to see that reflected back in the deep red eyes that she admired from afar. That would just be adding salt to the wound.
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Tears
Maka didn't know she was crying until Soul lifted her chin with his thumb and forefinger, wiping them from under her eyelashes with a gentleness she wasn't aware he possessed. To say she was surprised would have been putting it mildly. And with that one single touch, more tears bled from beneath her thick lashes, lips trembling at the force of trying to hold it all in. Her walls crumbled and the dam cracked open when she was engulfed in his arms and she allowed herself to shake and sob, knowing she was safe in the arms she was being held in. If he could protect her from all the kishin in the world, then surely he could protect her from herself.
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Song
When she opened her mouth and the first few words of the song drifted into the room, everyone who had doubted was suddenly floored. The girl could sing. Little, lithe, and bookworm Maka could sing. Everyone but her partner seemed surprised at this newfound fact. Even Spirit was suddenly picking his jaw up off the floor at the sight of his little girl up on the stage singing like a true angel, blonde pigtails in red ribbons and an equally red dress snug on her small frame. Who would have thought. Soul could only smirk and nod to the incredulous look on Black*Star's face. After all, someone had to sing to his piano right?
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Undone
Soul knew as soon as the words had left his mouth that he had obviously said something wrong. The stiff posture and the narrowed eyes weren't the only indicator that he had slipped up once again. No, what really gave it away was the lack of a Maka-Chop. Her finger hadn't so much as twitched towards the heavy volume that was clearly inches away from her hand. Instead she curled her upper lip and stood from her chair, as if she were a puppet being moved by a puppeteer's string. "Goodnight," followed by the slam of her bedroom door, and Soul was left in the darkness of the kitchen and a bitter feeling in his heart.
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Collapsed
As Maka sat on the floor and cursed the person responsible for the bright idea to wax Shibusen's floor so early in the morning, she knew luck just wasn't on her side today. It was only 8 in the morning and already she was living the day from Hell. Soul who had just rounded the corner and was complaining for her to calm down, arched a brow at seeing his partner on the floor. "Maka, what happened?" He asked trying his best not to chuckle as he knelt down to help Maka to her feet. Said girl grit her teeth against the dull throb in her ankle and clasped Soul's hand, allowing him to pull her up and to her feet again. "Just my luck." She muttered, feeling her leg give out and promptly fell against her weapon's chest. Soul smirked and shook his head, steadying her as he looked down at her leg. "Falling for me again?" If she had a good foot to walk on, she would have Maka-Chopped him and be done with it.
So...that's it. No really that's all I have for you. Actually...I am holding back on you all. Just a little! Haha well if you'd like to read more please say so! And as stated above if there's anything you didn't like please point it out to me. In a nice way that is. I do like positive criticism.