A/N Well... here it is guys. The sequel to Soul Eater: A new Beginning. I hope you enjoy it and revewi what you think about it.
Maka sighed and laid down in her bed after a long agonizing day at school. She switched off her lamp and closed her eyes as she faced her window lying down. Before she even let out a breath of relaxment, she heard her weapons voice call her from the living room.
"Maka!" she sighed once more and threw the covers over her head, "I need to ask you something!" Not responding, Maka hoped that he thought she was already sleeping and move on to something else. He called her once more. The next thing Maka heard were light foot steps closing in on her room. Then a knock.
"Hey, who's Soul?" He scrunched his nose and leaned on the door frame and held the doorknob in his hand. Maka quickly sat up in the hearing of that name and turned to him.
"Why?" she slid out from underneath the covers and walked over to her weapon. He shrugged and held up a picture from his other hand.
"Just asking. Found this under my bed. What is he? Ex? Old friend?" she snatched the photo from his grasp and turned to set it on her desk.
"First what were you doing under your bed?"
"I dropped my sock." He said as casually as possible and hunched his shoulders. She nodded and leaned back on the desk.
"Can we talk about this in the morning Zane? I just need some sleep right now." He scratched the back of his head and smiled softly at her.
"Sure. Tomorrows Saturday. I'm not doing anything." Maka smiled at him and closed her eyes. They both stood there for a minute or two before Maka spoke up.
"Goodnight."
"Ah, right. night." He bounced up from the doorway and backed out of her room.
"Close the door." She slipped back under her covers and wrapped the blanket over her shoulder, closing her eyes.
It's been three years since she's heard that name. Three years without hearing his voice and his smell of cologne when she washed his laundry. Since he promised that he would be back before she even noticed he was gone. Soul never once has sounded so serious when he whispered in her ear those words that always brought her back to when they first met. 'I'm not like your father.'
"I think you can handle a temp for a while right? Just a couple weeks. I'll find a way out of here and out of this spell. I promise I'll come home when I get out."
Maka suddenly opened her eyes as she heard those words run through her mind. So smooth and calming. Like Zane's, but they weren't Zane's words at all. She can't even remember what Soul sounded like. All she knows know is that he's never going to come back. He promised in a couple weeks, but it's been three years. Her friends even, forgotten completely about Soul. Like he never even existed. When he was their childhood friend and they didn't react the slightest when they heard he wasn't coming back home with her. When she got back from Alexandria's and walked into Kids mansion with Wes, he didn't seem surprised that Soul wasn't with her.
Maka shook her thoughts away. They were too painful for her aching heart. To hear rumors about her losing her weapon against a witch in school was bad enough. But to think about it three years later when everything was back to normal?
In the morning Zane stepped out of his bed around noon and walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He stood in front of the mirror squinting because of the brightness of the light and yawned lazily at himself in the mirror. He turned on the sink and splashed his face with the cold running water and ran his fingers through his brown hair. Now that he was fully awake and aware of his surroundings, he looked at himself once more and smirked.
Maka stood in front of the door with a towel in her hand as Zane opened the bathroom door and took a deep breath, "Maka." She groaned in response and pushed her way through and shoved him out of the bathroom as she closed the door.
"Well good morning to you to Ms grumpy pants." He said to himself as he made his way back to the living room. He stopped as he reached the end of the hall and smiled, "Morning Blair."
"Oh Good morning Zane! Someone's in a good mood this morning aren't you?" she smiled and hopped off the couch in her cat form and rubbed against his legs.
"Not really. Well… I am. Maka's not." He smiled weirdly and continued his way to the kitchen.
"Nya~ what wrong with Maka?" Blair hopped onto the table and sat down, licking her paw.
"I'm not sure. I'm just guessing she woke up in a bad mood today or something." He pulled out a box of cereal and grabbed a hand full and shoved it in his mouth.
"She probably upset that you found out about Soul." Blair said with a snooty tone in her voice as she trailed out of the kitchen. Zane cocked his head to one side and pursued after her.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, kitty cat. What do mean? She's using another weapon behind my back or something?" he picked Blair up and held her under her small cat arms an arm's length away.
"Of course not silly. Put me down and I'll show you." when he set her down she immediately started off to Maka's room.
"I'm not allowed in there without permission Blair. I don't want to make Maka even more mad than she already is." He stood outside her room and shrugged his shoulders. He heard Blair giggle as she went through Maka's closet and came back out with a small book floating behind her. She trailed back out to the living room between Zane's legs and rested herself back on the couch. He sat next her and grabbed the book.
"This isn't her diary or anything important to her right?" he glanced warily at Blair as she transformed back into her human form.
"Nonsense Zane! Open it up!" he shook his head and opened the cover as he heard the shower start in the hall, "Alright, but if I get in trouble, I'm blaming you."
He flipped through the pages as he involuntarily got closer each time he looked over at a picture, "So Maka and this dude were pretty close then huh?" Blair nodded and smiled.
"Oh yes. Soul and Maka's wavelengths matched perfectly. Like they were made for each other. Oh look! I remember this! I took this picture. Soul just got out of the hospital after he saved Maka from this Crona." Zane laughed a confused laugh and turned to Blair.
"What do you mean saved her from Crona? He's alright I guess. A little edgy but not willing to attack anyone." He sunk down in his seat and closed the book, waiting for answers.
"Before they saved Crona from a crazed witch, which by the way was his mother. She wanted him to like, I don't know, devour everyone's soul because he had the evil black blood." Zane took a moment and thought before he shook his head and laughed.
"That sounds about as crazy as I am if I Maka took my video games and pizza away." He set the book down on the coffee table beside the couch and stood up, "I'll just ask Maka when she's ready to tell me about this guy. No biggy." He held his hands out and stretched his back.