And I am back, writing the sequel to CE, something I started several years ago. A lot has happened to me since then – took a break from school, looked for work and found NONE in town, got a sweetest and most adorable dog on the planet, read the Hunger Games trilogy and thought it was much better than Twilight, got the Hunger Games DVD and had return both because they're defected, fell into a great depression and still trying to work out of it. So, yeah, a lot.
My family got a new computer (whoo!), since the one we had was from the early 2000's and the tower was slowly dying – and was surprisingly long lived. So, we're still working out the kinks around here.
My new puppy is adorable, something I cannot stretch enough. Her name is Desi and she's a goldendoodle (she is ¼ Golden retriever and ¾ black poodle). Super cute going on there.
Anyway, on to the defective HG dvd. Yeah, stops at 1:13:00 mark. Seems, the first three batches were this way and unfortunately the nearby Target isn't getting rid of them quick enough to get a new batch in. I say that it's time for a recall, Lionsgate films!
…On to the story. I originally wanted to write this a year or two back but I lacked all motivation for it. In fact, I haven't really picked up Soul Eater in a while (over a year?). I should probably play catch up.
And there's a fly in the room. Just peachy keen.
I need to take some medication for the depression, the bipolar-ness, the agoraphobia, the OCD, the ADHD, and all that fun stuff. Whoo! Mental illness rocks. Not literally.
FINDING HOME
By iOc
CHAPTER I
FIVE YEARS. IT HAD BEEN five years since Maka up and left with her mother. Soul did not blame her, no; he could not find it in his heart to. He loved her, he knew that much and the best thing he could do for her was allow her to follow her dreams.
She had always wanted to be with her mother and it meant a lot to her to finally find her. So, Soul encouraged her to go. He almost had to force her out the door, as much as it hurt him.
Five years have past. Things have changed, they've aged gotten their college degrees, made something of themselves but they continued to come back to the café for fond recollections of the past.
Times were changing, life moved on. But Soul was not ready for the shift that was going to occur.
"Hi, welcome to Café Evans." Maggie said, greeting the customer. "How many in your party?"
"Just three." the woman replied.
"Booth or table?"
"Table, please."
Soul watched the exchange from behind the counter. They all just moved on after Maka's leaving. How could they? She changed his life so much from her short time with them but it was like she never really touched them – like she never really existed to them.
"You need to stop acting as if she's dead." Wes said, handing him a glass to dry.
"How do we know she's not?" Soul growled, flashing his teeth.
"She and Tsubaki talk every week, you know that."
"She talks to Tsubaki, not me."
"She misses you, you know. But you have to take the initiative and talk to her first. It hurt her to leave. You shoved her out the door —"
"She wanted to leave."
"A coke with a lemon slice, pomegranate juice in a small cup, a glass of water, and a sweet tea." Maggie said, placing the order on the counter. "A grilled cheese on rye with a side of fries and a pickle, a classic Ruben, and a bowl of chili."
"That's not the point, Soul." Wes said, taking the slip of paper and reading over what Maggie had just said. He started to fill the glasses with the drinks.
"Whatever. I'm done for today." Soul said, untying his apron and setting it next to the order. "I'll come back when you're not here to bother me."
Wes sighed and looked at his wife.
"Maka again?" she asked.
"What else?"
"He loves her. A lot."
"He misses her."
"Why didn't you tell him?"
"I never got the chance." Wes said. "Besides, I think the surprise will be greater if he doesn't know until it's time."
"I suppose you're right."
Soul found himself browsing through the channels. TLC, no. God, who thought it would be a good idea to hire Honey Boo Boo? And what kind of name was that for a kid anyway? Cartoon Network, no. Since when did they show live action shows on a channel that was supposed to be about cartoons? Dumb idea. Nickelodeon, no. Spongebob? Why the fuck is there an ocean in the middle of an ocean? There is no way that can ever be possible! Disney… maybe. Finding Nemo was on and he liked Ellen Degeneres. She was pretty funny.
So, he found himself watching a movie about fish. A movie about a fish trying to find his son, who was is Sydney, Australia. (Was Maka there now?)
"Damn it!" Soul growled, chucking the remote to the other side of the room. It collided with the wall and the back broke off. He never went to retrieve it.
Instead, he moped, watching the movie, and waited for night to come.
.x:X:x.
Tsubaki found him sleeping on the couch that night. She smiled and gently poked him arm.
"Soul." she said. "Time to wake up. Come on, I have some news."
"Go away." he grumbled into the pillow he'd cuddled with.
"No, come on. I need to talk to you in the café. Black Star and I have something to tell you."
"No."
"Soul… Please, Soul."
He whined and sighed, realizing she wouldn't give up until he gave in… or jumped out the window, whichever came first.
"Fine."
He followed her downstairs and back to the café, where Black Star – his oldest and dearest friend – waited. They greeted one another with a silent high-five and a nod. He leaned up against one of the tables near his friend and waited to hear what Tsubaki said.
If it was about Maka, he didn't want to hear it. He'd heard she traversed the world with her mother and saw a few pictures on her Facebook (something he stopped checking a year after she'd left).
"So what's this news?" Soul asked. "It must be important if you woke me up from my nap."
"We're engaged." Black Star said simply. He didn't hesitate or anything, just stood there gauging his reaction.
What should he say? His best friend was engaged with a girl he clearly loved and his girl was so far away…
"Oh." Soul finally said. "Congrats. Want me to get a champagne or something?"
"Soul…" Tsubaki started, Black Star stopped her.
"But that's not everything." he said to Soul. "We have some news on Maka."
"I don't want to hear it."
"I think you might. Just listen, okay? I know you really want to know."
Did he really? Yes, he did and he knew very much why. He loved Maka, simply put. He wanted to be with her and only her for the rest of her life. But would she want the same thing?
I just want her to be happy, he thought. Yes, he would be content knowing that she was happy.
"What about her?" he finally asked after a moment.
"She's coming back."
And stop! I wanted to continue on, only switching Maka but… cliff hanger! Ah, writing those always makes me feel good. It's good to be continuing this finally. Plot bunnies for other things have vanished for the moment and I can write in peace.
So, I figure this story won't be as long, chapter-wise but content will be filled with great info.
I know a lot of people wanted to know about the Room. Well, guess what! I have finally thought of something so ingenious about it that no one would have ever guessed. Yay, I'm amazing. (crickets) Okay, I'm mostly lame when it comes to ideas like that. But, I will explain it in a later chapter why people can see the future in there. ;D
BTW, this chapter wasn't really edited a whole lot. If you find any problems or anything wrong with it, let me know and I'll fix it. Gah! Busy, busy, busy life…
I have to go write the second chapter now. Tah~!