Spirit
Watching you, Rodney Atkins
When Kami told him she was pregnant he was, well terrified to say the least. He was only 19 how was he supposed to take care of a kid.
When he had time to adjust to the idea of being a father he found himself rather excited. He have someone to look up to him. Someone who would want to be just like him.
That was before he screwed it all up. That was before the booze and the woman. Before the divorce papers where slammed down in front of him. Before even his wife and partner, the person he considered his best friend, could no longer put up with his bullshit.
He had a seen the light slowly dying in his daughters eyes. He'd heard the excited screeches of "papas home!" Slowly fade to a solemn silence. He realized that nothing he did would every be something for his child to copy. She would never want to be like him.
He remembers something shinigami-sama told him before maka was born. "Treat her well spirit, even when your not getting along, because the way you treat your wife is the way your daughter will let men treat her."
The idea was nearly sickening to him. That's why he was so protective of her when it came to boys. He wouldn't let history repeat itself.
He nearly pissed himself when he heard that she had taken a male weapon. And the kid only made it worse, slouching around school having no respect for himself for anyone around him, openly dissing his teachers and making maka's life harder with his poor grades.
He reminded spirit too much of himself. But no matter how hard he pushed he couldn't get the stupid octopus head out of his daughters life. Not without killing him, which believe me was still an option if the little shit put his hands on her.
The day they to made their less that platonic relationship official spirit cornered him near the training grounds with murder in his eyes.
"God damn it you little shit, have you learned nothing from my threats boy!"
"Yeah old man, I've learned plenty from you over the years. I've been watching you run around this town like a cat on nip, screwing everything that walks, only to turn around and play innocent with maka. I've seen your many mistakes and you bet your ass I've learned from them. I'm not going to hurt her spirit. I'm not like you."
'In not like you'
Spirit was in sudden awe of the irony that had become his life. His lecherous ways had messed up his daughter pretty good. He always thought because of him she would end up with a cheating douche or all alone with no one to love, he knew that nothing he ever did could make up for that.
But just maybe in all of his screw ups. What not to do somehow got translated to soul, and he was a better man for it. A better man for maka.
Spirit couldn't fix the damage he had done, but maybe soul could.