"Soul!" Maka called. Her stubborn weapon partner is such a drag to wake up in the morning. He just became a Death Scythe and that was assumed that he could get all the royal treatment he wanted.
"Soul if you are still sleeping, I am going to hit your head!" Maka yelled.
Maka came to the room. She bombarded the room open. Only to find her weapon not in the room. Maka's heart stung. Lately Soul wasn't there.
"I made you breakfast…" Maka whispered to no one in particular.
Maka turned around softly and shut the door. She presumed her morning duties a lot faster had she known from the start that she didn't have to deal with her weapon partner anymore.
-x-
"DWMA is such a long distance…" Maka murmured miserably. Normally, Soul would drive her. But now she had to suck it up and walk by herself.
"Maka?" A surprised voice asked.
Maka gasped. She looked up and saw her crush, Death the Kid with Liz and Patty in their weapon forms. He was looking at her with surprise. Maka blushed lightly when she saw Kid wasn't moving on his flying skateboard.
"Kid? What are you doing here?" Maka asked.
"I should be asking you that," Kid asked surprised.
"I am in the position to ask you that," Maka sighed and then huffed, "If you must know, I am headed off to school. I need all the time I have in order to arrive on time."
"Where is Soul?" Liz's voice echoed from her form. Kid glared at his left pistol.
"I do not know, Liz. He just wasn't there when I checked up on him. He normally drives me on his motorcycle. So that is how we arrive on time," Maka sighed miserably. Then she remembered that if she talks to them any longer she will be late.
"Wait!" Kid called after her. Maka stopped and faced him politely.
"Yes, Kid?" Maka smiled.
"Why don't you hop on?" Kid smiled, "You can ride with me today, and any day that Soul just disappears in the morning without telling you."
Maka's throat tightened. She couldn't speak. Then she saw Kid's eyes grow large and he landed and throw his weapons in the air. Liz and Patty emerged and gasped for some reason Maka didn't know.
"Maka… are you crying?" Kid asked.
Sure enough, Kid brushed his thumb against Maka's cheek and wiped away the tears.
"I'm sorry…" Maka hiccupped and covered her eyes so that they wouldn't see her crying.
Kid drew her into a hug. He had an idea why. Soul just became more and more and more distant. He barely acknowledged Maka's presence to the point she felt she was invisible.
"Hey, don't cry," Kid whispered, only earning more tears from the blonde meister. Liz glared at him.
"Don't tell her what to do! She has to put up with Soul and his kingliness!" Liz whispered so softly but harshly into Kid's ear. Kid's eyes widened but nevertheless, he nodded.
-x-
The next few weeks were dry.
Maka barely saw Soul. He would just appear at the table for food and then disappear. Maka just decided that Soul wanted more time to himself.
"It is all part of growing up, right?" Maka asked herself and was shocked to find doubt ripple throughout her body.
"Stop having distrust in him, Maka. He is your weapon," Maka criticized herself and would continue soaping the dishes after Soul disappeared.
"Maka-chan?" A black cat with a witch hat meowed happily next to her foot. Maka's eyes softened. Although Blair was a bit of a seducer and a pedophile and a pervert, she did care about Maka a lot and she would never like it when Maka was down.
"Hey Blair, what's up?" Maka smiled as she scooped the cat in her arms and sat on her couch, no their couch.
"Why are you asking me that question, Maka-chan? I should be asking you that!" Blair poked a paw at Maka's heart.
Maka sighed and hugged Blair. She didn't know what to say back to that. She just sighed and burrowed her face into Blair's soft black fur and deeply sighed.
"He doesn't… talk that much," Maka mumbled sadly.
"Do you know why?" Blair purred and made herself more comfortable in the blonde's arms.
"He changed like that after he became a Death Scythe," Maka whispered. Blair meowed in Maka's arms and the blonde had to face her cat.
"You should just have faith in him, Maka-chan!" Blair meowed happily.
Maka's eyes watered at the encouraging words. She hugged the cat more to herself and trembled. Somehow she hoped that would be easy to do.
"I wish it was so easy to do," Maka wept.
-x-
Stein threw down his papers in frustration.
"Where the hell is Soul Eater Evans? He usually does not skip," Stein sternly asked Maka.
Maka just stared at the ground while she meekly said, "I don't know. He was gone this morning."
"Did he leave a note?" Stein asked.
"No," Maka's eyes watered, and Kid noticed that.
"God dammit he is skipping out for the tenth time! Any time he does not skip he comes in two hours late!" Stein clawed at his hair before scooting his rolling chair over to the table.
"Stein calm down!" Marie tried to console her meister but to no avail.
"Just because he is a Death Scythe doesn't mean he is too cool to miss school," Stein glowered, becoming totally out of character.
"I am sorry, sensei," Maka quietly muttered. Stein sighed and Marie looked in worry to her favorite student.
"It is all right. Thank you for telling me all you knew. Go to your seat," Stein sighed again and Maka nodded before hurrying to her seat.
Maka sat still and rigid as she avidly took notes of Stein's lecture. She didn't have a dissection partner so she was paired up with Kid and the Thompson sisters would work as a pair of their own.
"So," Kid raised the scalpel and made a perfect belly cut, not caring what happened to the asymmetrical frog.
"Yes?" Maka politely asked as she took down notes.
"What is happening between you and Soul?" Kid asked softly.
Maka's eyes watered and tears dripped down. Kid, alarmed, wished he could wipe the tears away but knew he couldn't or else he knew he would be spreading frog guts on her beautiful face.
"I am so sorry, it was a stupid question," Kid whispered.
"Soul… doesn't come home anymore," Maka said very faintly that you would have to strain your ear to hear. Kid with his sharp and enhance hearing heard it as if she was normally speaking.
"What?" Kid asked, astonished.
"Soul doesn't-" Maka started robotically but Kid cut her off.
"Yes, I know that," Kid said impatiently, "But why?"
Maka paused and observed the slippery organs that Kid was perfectly extracting. She recorded down specific measurements that Stein wanted in the lab and looked at Kid warily.
Kid's eyes widened. Normally, Maka's eyes would be bright, sparkling and deep pools of emeralds. Her sad eyes at this moment looked like his favorite gemstone permanently fogged over, like rubbing would not help restore the shine it had previously.
"He just doesn't show up," Maka said in a delicate voice, "He just doesn't care."
"When did this start to happen?" Kid asked.
"He became too proud of himself after he became a Death Scythe. But then he became aloof after the defeat," Maka whispered.
"Time up! Turn in whatever you recorded for the dissection!" Stein hollered into a megaphone. Students groaned and whined. Some of them were thinking about getting generic answers from Maka and Kid knowing that pair would always be done with their dissection on time.
Maka stood emotionless and turned in her work along with Kid's name on it. She then went for her bag and left the classroom.
"Maka, wait! I-" Kid started but sadly noticed his crush had left the classroom on time.
I wanted to tell you I love you.
Kid's throat tightened. He knew Soul was up to something. He was hurting Maka, and he thought Soul would take care of her! That was when he thought he could hand Maka over. But now he has more the reason to pursue the blonde meister.
"Kid?" Liz sadly asked.
"What's happening?" Patty asked. Unless it is verbal threats and strength, Patty can be clueless to the whole world. Liz sighed and pinched her nose.
"Nothing Patty. Just go back to your drawing while I talk to Kid," Liz said. Patty nodded and dropped it.
"What is it, Liz?" Kid asked.
"You wanted to tell her, right?" Liz asked.
"I can't tell her," Kid sighed and raked his hand through his hair.
"Why not?" Liz challenged.
"Because she likes Soul," Kid sighed again.
"No she doesn't. We all know Soul is a cheater. Well, except for you and Maka," Liz snipped.
"What?" Kid's face drained of color upon getting that information.
"You didn't know?" Liz asked.
"What should I know that I do not know?" Kid asked.
"Soul thinks he is so high and mighty that he can just have any girl he wants. He already spoke with one of the slutty girls here and dubbed Maka as a third rate girl in terms of chest size and body figure," Liz said, disgusted, "This is why I am keeping him away from Patty."
"How come Maka does not know?" Kid asked, worried.
"She is just hoping that all of this is over, like it will end soon," Liz sighed.
"She has to know," Kid insisted.
"And break her heart? I thought you were better than this!" Liz yelled.
"Well what else do you want? I think she will be heartbroken to find out the truth too late!" Kid yelled.
"I think Kid kun is right," Patty piped in.
"Keep drawing," Liz glowered at her younger sister. Patty nodded and went back to coloring.
"Patty is on my side," Kid smugly said.
"No she is not," Liz crossed her arms, "She just agrees with you all of the time."
"Good luck being in denial mode," Kid rolled his eyes.
Then they heard running footsteps. Kid raised his eyebrows and he put a finger to his lips and signaled for the sisters to stay in the room and not move.
Kid went around the corner and his eye widened. There was Soul Eater Evans. But the bigger news was he was not alone.
Another girl, with strawberry blonde hair and red streaks in her hair, ice cold blue eyes, and a plump chest, which Soul muttered underneath his breath for being a D cup. She had too many curves that Kid could throw up. Soul called them 'hour glass'. Heck Maka is an hour glass, this girl is no better than a fat pear!
Kid then recognized the girl to be Lucy Hawkins, one of his avid fangirls, not that he gave a damn about her. She gave up when she realized Kid's eyes were on Maka and Maka only.
"Oh Soul kun," Lucy breathed annoyingly.
"Hey babe," Soul smirked.
"When ya gonna tell yer bitch of a meister that we are official?" Lucy wrapped her arms around Soul's neck and snuggled up to him. Soul smirked and wrapped his arms around her.
"Oh well. That brainless girl will find out sooner or later," Soul said nonchalantly, making Kid furious.
"Well you stopped going to school lately," Lucy pointed out.
"Oh well. Somewhere along the way we will bump in with each other and she will get the picture," Soul smirked.
"Oh well I hope it is soon," Lucy burrowed her face in Soul's neck. Kid wanted to wring Soul's neck. Didn't he know that Maka loved him?
"It will," Soul smirked.
"So are you officially living with me or that slut?" Lucy asked finally.
"Yeah. She didn't even notice my stuff gone from her apartment," Soul snickered.
"Oh well. Guess she will have to learn the hard way," Lucy swung around Soul's arm and dragged him away.
Kid had to hold it in and not murder Soul right then and there. Maka could hate him for it, and he didn't want his crush to do that. He remorsefully came in the classroom.
"What's up, Kid?" Liz tilted her head to the side in curiosity.
"He has another girl to mess around with," Kid's eyes hardened at the recent scene.
"Which girl?" Liz asked.
"Lucy Hawkins. And from what I heard, he moved out of Maka's apartment and she doesn't know," Kid whispered.
"Oh god, no. The poor girl has to find out the hard way!" Liz's face filled with fear.
"No, she doesn't have to," Kid said, determined, "She will find out the truth."
-x-
"Soul?" Maka called. It was dinner time. He didn't show up for dinner or any meal anymore but she still hoped that he would. She still laid out two meals and a little kitty bowl for Blair.
"Maka-chan why don't you check his room?" Blair asked.
"He might not like the invasion of privacy, Blair," Maka murmured.
"Well you never know unless you try," Blair encouraged Maka. The blonde girl knew the cat was right and decided to give it a try.
Maka padded down the hallway to Soul's room. She lifted her hand to knock, but when her fist rapped with the door, the door creaked open. Maka gasped. The door was ajar!
Maka knew she shouldn't be doing this. Soul might not like his place invaded. But she had to find out why he was not bothering to show up anymore.
Maka almost lost it then and there when she saw the room completely bare.
Inside was left a note. Maka picked it up and tears welled up when she read it.
Maka,
I am a Death Scythe and I figured I am too cool to live with a flatchested bookworm like you. You are too cranky in the mornings and your rules are stricter than my mom's would have ever been.
I want to tell you that I moved out. If you are reading this when the room is starting to grow a layer of dust then that means you have been living in fantasy that I wanted privacy. You always barged in my room too many a times to give a f*ck about privacy.
Good luck for the rest of your miserable life. Not that I care.
Soul
Maka broke down to her knees and she sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. Now that she thought about it, it was all a fantasy. Just because she and Soul were a pair of meister and weapon, didn't mean they would get anywhere further than that. Soul now got what he wanted out of her and he threw her away to the side.
"I was so stupid, to think a future could even exist!" Maka sobbed and didn't notice her sad cat that watched her as the blonde girl tried to make living arrangements on her own.
-x-
Maka packed her bags. It has been the very next day after she found out that Soul had moved out. She couldn't live on like this. Being all depressed and sniffy about it was too time consuming. She had to step it up.
She remembered telling Kid about it and he offered her a place to stay. Maka hated to take the offer that he made earlier that day. But the apartment reminded her of all the happy and fatal memories of her and Soul.
Anything that reeks of Soul is too much for Maka.
She brought her hand and rapped on the door.
Kid answered and his eyes bugged out when he saw Maka on his doorstep with her luggage and Blair on her head.
Maka's puffy eyes were downcast and fixated on the rug as if it were more interesting than the reaper in front of her.
"Hey, Kid. If it isn't too much, can I take your offer?"
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TBC