Your Heart Is An Empty Room
Chapter 1
"Hey man." I said into the phone.
"So we're still on tonight? Eight o'clock at Barney's?"
"Yeah." I answered. Blackstar and I had plans to go to our usual bar that night. Kidd usually came with us, but ever since he got together with Patty, we saw him less and less.
"Oh...uh… is it okay if I bring Tsubaki with me tonight?" asked Blackstar.
I sighed, "Come on man, we were gonna find some action."
"Oh yeah!" came the loud answer, "Sure! I forgot! Of course she can't come!"
After finishing my chat with the blue-haired freak, I let myself fall onto the couch in the living room of my apartment.
No Maka in sight.
No Maka…
I hadn't seen her in five years, ever since the whole 'Spartoi saves Kidd from the Book of Eibon.' A week after we got back, I walked into my shared apartment from a brief visit to my favorite record store.
'Maka! I'm back!' I had called out into the dark, quiet place-of-living.
There was no answer.
I walked into the living room, expecting a sleeping blonde, an open book on her chest. She always did that, fall asleep while reading and expecting me to carry her sleeping form back to her bedroom.
No sleeping Maka.
I sighed with relief. I walked to her bedroom, hoping she was sleeping peacefully. I opened her door.
Nothing.
Not a single skin cell remained of the green-eyed, blonde-haired girl I had deeply trusted and respected. I sank to the floor, my knees giving out underneath me.
No Maka.
Why?
Why?
Why…?
I was hurt and confused. What had made her want to leave? Had I done something to upset her? She had never even shown a hint of what was to come.
So I named this after a Death Cab for Cutie song I really like that inspired me to write this. If I get good reviews on this, I'll post more.
Atsushi Okubo owns Soul Eater and all its characters.
Oh and sorry this is so short.