I DON'T OWN SOULE EATER
Maka bashing
Takes place after Asuras defeat
Kid's pov
After the fight with Asura I couldn't forget him. I mean how could you expect me to, just a punch a normal punch from Maka defeated him. Yet I used my strongest power against him and he just shrunk to normal size. It makes absolutely no sense no matter how I think about it. I guess I should just be happy he's gone but I just can't let it go, am I really that weak?
"Kid… hey Kid… KID WHY AREN'T YOU LISTING TO ME?" screamed Maka.
"Huh oh sorry Maka I was just thinking was all I didn't mean to ignore you I'm really sorry."
"Yeah but that's all you ever do sense we defeated Asura. You only stare off into space and completely ignore me honestly its getting annoying."
I sighed, all Maka has been doing is fussing about me paying more attention to her lately after she and I started dating. I really didn't want to say yes but she looked so nervous like she actually cared about me and I just couldn't say no when I thought about how much she would be hurt. And I know that's not a good excuse, but I really am a nice person, I couldn't just say no and have her cry. I mean not many people know my real personality because I can't show it. I'm a grim reaper, grim reapers have to be heartless and show no emotion.
"Kid… Kid… KID humph, honestly kid this is just getting pathetic go home if you're not going to listen to me," Maka insisted.
"No I'm sorry I was just lost in thought," I said.
*snort* "really I didn't notice it, honestly just GO HOME and leave me alone!"
I watch as Maka stomped off to go shopping alone till I didn't see her any more. I walked to my home confused and lost in thought. Really Maka is getting worse ever scince Asura was defeated she made sure that people knew SHE delt the final blow. People started worshiping her and completely ignore everyone else who risked their lives. I relisted I was almost home when I suddenly ran into something and started to fall. I closed my eyes waiting for the impact, but when it never came I cracked one eye open to see what or who caught me before I fell. I looked up and what I saw made my breath get caught in my throat.
Standing right in front of me, holding me from falling to the ground was one of the most hansom men I have ever seen. He has long raven black hair with white stripes running through, that stopped at his chin and framed his pale skinned face. His bangs cover the most part of his eyes but I can still see those unbelievable and beautiful crimson eyes. I looked down him and saw that he was wearing a white scoff over a red sweatshirt. He also wore black jeans that pooled at his ankles and covered most of his black convers. Covering what I could feel was a strong muscled body.
"Careful their little one I would hate to have a pretty little meister like you to get scratched up because of me not paying attention."