A/N: I'm sorry! Okay, with that over, this is a sad eater, you have been warned. Hope you enjoy~
He was going out with her again. They had been going out quite frequently. And today was the day. Today was the day he was going to ask her to be his girlfriend.
Maka sat on the sofa, silently watching her weapon over the book she was reading. He was pacing up and down the living room, hands rubbing together. His soul was in a mess of nervous energy, hers a mess of jealousy. He glanced at the clock again then turned to his meister, "I'm going out to meet Hannah now, be back in an hour" there was that word again. Out. She smiled widely at him and nodded then turned her attention back to the book, hiding the fact she was dying inside. "Bye" she said in a small voice when the door shut, "I'll miss you"
She ignored the tears rolling down her cheeks and continued to read. Forty-five minutes later she was a blubbering mess, curled in a ball. Only one thought circulating her mind. The fact she is a meister. Maka rose from the sofa and made her way to the bathroom, turning on the shower and watching as the water sprang to life. Removing her outfit she stepped into the steamy waterfall, letting the water wash away all her troubles. She stood for death knows how long, before turning the taps off and slowly getting out. She changed into her pyjamas and shuffled into the living room. A mop of white hair caught her attention.
"Maka, can I talk to you for a moment?" Soul asked, patting the space beside him.
"Sure" she smiled and took the offered seat, "What do you want to talk about?"
"Well…um…Hannah said yes…" he trailed off
"That's great, Soul, I know how much she means to you" Maka smiled, as she said this, his face got even more serious.
"There's something she wanted me to do first though" his face was a mix of guilt and shame
"What is it?" she wasn't sure if she could keep her happy façade on any longer.
"Well…she uh…she…uh…Ipartneredupwithher" he said the last sentence so quickly she couldn't understand
"What?" Maka asked, her eyebrows furrowing
"I…I became her weapon… I can't partner with you anymore, Maka" he said looking down at his knees.
She couldn't believe it, he had just decided to end their partnership. After all they had been through. What happened to 'I'm with you no matter where you go'? Did it mean anything to him? Could he see how much she cared about him?
"You…you…you did WHAT!?" her rage was almost palpable
"Maka, relax, you'll get another weapon, don't worry, you'll be fine. Just calm down and let me explain" she had stood up from the sofa and was now glaring down at Soul, too angry to even chop him.
"I'm waiting" she said in a bitter voice, tapping her foot on the ground
"I'm really, really sorry, but I really want this. Please understand me. Hannah really wants me to be her weapon partner too, she feels too pressurised with you as my meister. So she asked to become my meister, and I said yes. I want this so badly, Maka, you have to understand me."
"But why didn't you ask me?" Maka asked in a timid voice, she was unsure if she could restrain her tears any longer.
"I…I don't really know why. There is one other thing though" Soul confessed. Maka looked up hopefully, "you may not like it…I'm going to have to move in with her. It's what meisters and weapons do. I'm staying at hers tonight and then will be over to get my things on Saturday"
She looked completely and utterly defeated "O-o-okay, b-ut isn't tomorrow Saturday?"
"Yeah" Soul looked down at his hands again and Maka sunk back down into her seat. She tried so hard not to let the tears fall but couldn't stop a few sliding down her face. A movement on the couch caught her attention. She forced herself to raise her head. Soul was standing in front of the settee, looking at the door. He looked down at his ex-meister and couldn't hide the guilt he felt as he glanced at her teary face.
"Um…Hannah's waiting for me…so I should…" he trailed off
"Go" Maka said with a dismissive gesture. Soul walked towards the front door and reached out for the handle, before turning it he twisted around and looked at the small body on the chair, "Goodbye…Maka, I'll see you around"
"Bye…Soul" she said, barely disguising her sob. He turned to face the door and opened it, looking around his old apartment one final time, his eyes landed on his ex-meister. She was sitting with her back to him, knees pulled up to her face, head down. Her hair was falling down her back and her shoulders were shaking slightly. He heard the occasional sniffle. Soul had never seen her so beaten down, but it was too late to turn back now.
He took a step outside the door, hearing the lock click behind him, then made his way towards his new home.
Maka stayed in that spot the entire night. Never moving. She wasn't sure if she had slept, but maybe it was better that way, because without Soul, nothing seemed important.
A/N: leave a review if you want :) I know it isn't full-blown angst, but I can't write that without tearing up, so this happened, anyway, this is a multi-chapter story