I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER!

Here's to us

I was tired. I was hungry. I was alone and cold. I didn't have a home or a family. I was just a sad failure. Nobody had wanted me, and I didn't know what to do now. So here I sat on the side of the rode, begging for change. I needed something to eat, and I knew I would probably have to look in my usual resource.

I sighed and got off my ass, walking in the back of the alley. I looked around the back of the Pizza palace. I always got my food from here. I know what your thinking though, and it isn't true. No, they do not give me the food. I give it to myself.

I gathered all the strength I had to climb the dumpster. I just hoped that there was something in here. If not I knew I was done for the night.

I felt the sweat pour from my fore head as I searched urgently and greedly through the bags of trash. I searched and searched until I found my prize. I sighed in satisfaction as I picked up the half eaten pizza.

I know what your probably saying right now, disgusting right. It may be disgusting, but when your a runaway orphen, and know one wants you, You live on the street, and have no money this is like a buffet.

I sighed as I bit into the pizza, flinching a little at the taste. I ate greedily, and soon I was left with nothing. I silently cursed myself, knowing I should have saved more.

I sighed and climbed out of the dumpster. I dusted myself off, not that it did any good.

Walking around the street I found a nice enough box. I sighed and climbed in, trying to get comfortable, but you could only get so comfortable while sleeping in a box. I sighed and closed my eyes, trying to fall asleep. I knew it was impossible though, because I was to busy worrying about what would become of me.

I awoke to the sound of footsteps. I coward in fear and tried to push myself in the box even more. I peeked out to see a boy walking this way talking. Thoughts started rushing through my head.

What would they do if they saw me? Would they rape me? Would they beat me? I was scared and I could feel my heart beating fast. I could feel the sweat falling from my forehead. I tried to push myself further into the box but I couldn't. I despertly tried, kicking it with all my might.

I was scared of what could happen. Scared of the future. I kicked hared and harder, trying to hide. As soon as the boy was walking past my box, it broke and my feet and head popped out. He stopped and looked at me wide eyed. I was suddenly frozen in place.

I was scared and afraid. I didn't know what to do. I pulled my legs in and whimpered. I was trying to put my head in the torn box as the boy slowly walked over.

He looked about 16 or 17. He had white hair that looked as soft as cotton. His red eyes were demon like, yet it felt like you could stare at them for eternity. He was wearing a black color shirt, and jeans. He had a bookbag draped over his left shoulder.

As he walked towards me, my heart started to spead up quicker. I looked up at him and his eyes filled with wonder. I watched his mouth as it opened and closed.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked. His voice was deep and yet soothing. I stared at him.

"Hey, are you okay?" He asked again, thats when I snapped back into reality.

"Um, yeah I'm f-fine." I said quickly. I crawled out the box and dusted myself off. The boy was looking at me.

I looked down at myself and became embarresed. I was wearing a old dirty shirt that was stained with heaven knows what. My old jeans were baggy and torn. I was barefoot and my hair probably looked like a bird's nest. I probably had bags under my eyes, from my long nights without food and no sleep. My lips were probably chapped and I knew I looked a mess. I knew I looked weak.

"Um, uh." I started stuttering. I didn't really know what to say. What do you say to a boy you just met, and you look like this? 'Hey sorry i'm such a mess but i'm an orphen and i'm homeless. I havent taken a bath since it last rain and I havent brushed my teeth in about a month.'?

I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Uh, thanks for caring though." I whispered and started to turn around to walk away. "Hey, wait." I heard behind me. I stopped and turned around. "Yes?" I asked.

I was a little annoyed, he kept stopping me and I was really hungry. I needed to find something to eat.

"Um, what's your name?" He asked. I froze and my heart stopped.

My name. My name was the source of hell for me. I could remember the laughing and the teasing. I could remember it all by that name.

It wasn't like it was a bad name, but It was what everyone at the orphanage called me. I didn't really want to remember that name. I quickly made up something in my head.

"M-maka, my names Maka." I said. The boy smiled at me. "Soul. You have a beautiful name Maka." The boy said. I blushed.

"Well, um bye Soul." I whispered before turning around. That's when I saw black.

Soulpov

I was walking from school, deciding to take the shortcut. I turned into the alley, thinking about how I was gonna study for all three of my test all in one night. Maybe I could do 2 hours for each subject. I didn't really know.

I was walking down the alley lazily, slouching like I always did. As I walked I looked around. It was a dump. I glanced lazilly at a big box that just sat there.

When I passed it though, something I didn't expect happened. Feet and a head popped out. I jumped a bit at the surprise, but calmed down quickly.

Probablly just another homeless person looking for a quick buck. I thought. I was about to walk on when The girl looked at me. I stared into her beautiful green eyes. She looked scared as she tried to go back into the box.

I don't know why, but I couldn't pull away from the magic her eyes made. It was like they sparkled with magic and kindness.

I asked her if she was okay. She said she was fine. I don't know what was wrong with me, usually I wouldn't bother messing with people like her. But there was something about her that pulled me in.

She said her name was Maka. It was a beautiful name. I smiled at her and told her my name. She smiled back and said goodbye. When she turned to walk away, she passed out on the ground. I stared wide eyed and hurried over to her. I picked her up bridal style and started running towards my house.

When I got there I quickly called the maid in. She hurried in and gasped at the sight.

"S-soul what happened?" She asked. I rolled my eyes annoyed.

"Get her some water and call in Docter Abigale." I ordered. She nodded and scurried away into the kitchen.

My brother Wes came in the room and stared at the sight.

"Mom, Dad!" Wes yelled, rushing over to the girl. My mom and dad hurried down the stairs and gasped at the girl.

"Soul, honey what happened?" My mom asked. "I don't know, she just passed out." I told them. My mother looked the girl over as Dr. Abigale came in.

"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Evans. How are you?" Dr. Abigale came over. The maid I instructed hurried in with a glass of water and a bowl of hot water. She sat the items on the table and hurried out of the room.

Dr. Abigale checked Maka over while I dabbed her head with the warm wash cloth. She was sweating like crazy and was a little jittery.

"She will be fine, she was just suffering from a little starvation. When she wakes I suggest you feed her. Also, I would worry about something else. She seems to be having panic attacks and her brain can't handle that much pressure. She is worrying about something to much. Her brain is over working itself. She needs to relax.

She had a couple of scars and cuts that would have been infected if I hadn't come sooner. Her feet are bruised too. I put some cream on her scars, that should help. Keep her off her feet for a while and make sure you ice them. She is gonna need some medicine too. Plus the cream she will need to apply that every night before she goes to sleep."

Dr, Abigale looked at Maka as she whimpered in her sleep. "She seems to be dehydrating fast too. She will need lots of water. The medicine will cost 250 and the cream will cost 310. That comes up to a total of..." Dr. Abigale looked at her caculator.

"560. Would you like to buy it now?" Dr. Abigale asked. My mother looked at my father.

"Well, you see Dr. Abigale we arent responsible for this girl. We know nothing about her. I don't think we should be the one to buy this for her." My mother whispered sadly. I don't know what came over me, but I growled at her.

"So? What if we know nothing about her? We can't just sit here and do nothing about her! She is homeless! If we don't take care of her, she'll die." I yelled. I looked at Maka who turned in her sleep and whimpered again, more sweat sliding down her head.

My mother looked at her sadly. She turned to my father. "Oh honey can we keep her? She obviously means alot to Soul and he is right. We can't just let her die out there." My mother begged.

My father looked at her and sighed. "Fine, but she can't stay here long. I mean that Soul. Only a couple of months. We will try to find someone to take her in." My father said. I nodded eagerly and smiled.

"Thanks dad." I said. My mother paid Dr. Abigale for te medicine and cream.

When Dr. Abigale left, my mother called the maid to clean up Maka. I was a little uncomfortable about that, but agreed. I don't know why I was so attached to her. I hadn't even known her for an hour and yet I wanted her to be happy.

Makapov

I awoke in a room I had never seen before. I felt oddly warm and soft. The walls of the room were a light brown. There were paintings on the wall and a dresser on the left wall. On the right was a T.v and a mirror. I blinked a couple of times and found myself in a bed. The sheets were as soft as silk and the comforter was warm. I got out the bed and found myself in blue pajama bottoms and a white tank top.

I looked around again, trying to wonder where I was. I tried to remember coming here but I couldn't. I panicked.

What if I broke into someone's house? I couldn't go to jail! What is someone kidnapped me while I was asleep?

I was scared. I tried to toughen up, but I couldn't shake this worried feeling. I could feel sweat pool up on my forehead.

The door opened up and my breath quickened. I cowered in fear and whimpered.

The door opened to reveal a man and women, and two boys. I recognized one of them to be Soul. He rushed over to me and sat me back down on the bed.

"Maka, you need to calm down. Your overworking your brain. Everything is fine okay?" Soul said. Who's Maka?

That's when I remembered the events from earlier. I don't know why, but I leaned into Soul who hugged me close. He was the only one I knew here, even if I knew nothing but his name.

"W-what is this place?" I whispered. He pulled back from me. "Your in my house Maka. I'll tell you more later but for now you need to rest." Soul told me. I shook my head.

"I shouldn't be here." I whispered into his chest. He sighed. "Right now, your exactly where you should be Maka. Lay back down and sleep. Relax I promise Everything will be fine." Soul said. I doubted that.

How would everything be fine? I didn't know anyone. I had no one I could trust. "I-i'm scared." I thought aloud. Soul helped me lay down and pulled the comforter over my small form. "Don't be." He said. I closed my eyes. I could hear the footsteps of him walking to the door. I heard the soft click of it closing as a tear rolled down my face, hoping I had made the right decision.

When I woke up I felt a little better. I had finally gotten a good sleep. I got out of bed and walked over to the mirror. I gasped at what I saw. I heard the door open and footsteps but I ignored it.

"Like it?" I heard Soul ask. I nodded silently. "It doesn't look anything like me." I told him.

The girl in front of me looked... healthy. Her golden hair hung down her shoulders. Her skin was clear and clean, unlike my dirt covered skin. Her eyes were a clear light grean. She raised a hand to touch her face, you could tell she was amazed at something. Her lips were pale pink and plump. Healthy. She didn't have bags under her eyes either.

She wasn't beautiful, but she was just enough. I knew I was looking at myself, but I couldn't bring myself to call her me. I already knew this girl. She was Maka. I was now Maka. It was like my old self had become a distant memory. Like this fake image I had created was now reality. And it was. I was happy, but I was also confused.

Where did I go from here? What did I do now? I was still homeless. I still had no family. I was 16, I couldn't get my own place. I had not a doller to my name and I didn't know what to do.

"Theres food waiting downstairs. Come on." I heard Soul say. I looked up at him, and thats when my stomach decided to put it's opinion in and growl loudly. I blushed and Soul laughed.

"Come on." He said and grabbed my hand, which made me blush more. I looked at the mirror one more time, to see the girl's cheeks lit up with rosy red.

Soul led me downstairs and I felt butterflys in my stomach. I knew nothing about these people, it felt awkward to just walk into there house. I didn't know if I could trust them.

Soul led me to a dinning room. There at the table sat a women, a man, and a boy about 18 or 19. They looked at me and smiled, and I immediatly became self concious. I coward behind Soul, hoping to find protection from the watching eyes. Soul looked back and smiled at me, pulling me to the table. He pulled out a chair and was looking at me.

I guess I was suppose to sit in it. I moved slowly, cautiosly. I sat quietly in the seat and Soul pushed up the chair. He moved to the chair in front of me and sat down himself.

I looked down, clasping my hands together quietly. I sat quietly, trying to ignore the plate of hot food that had been sat in front of me.

"Arent you gonna eat Maka?" I heard a womens voice ask. I took a deep breath. "I, I'm not very hungry." I lied. My stomach protested by growling.

"Well, your stomach's noises speak otherwise." I heard the boy to my left speak. I took a deep breath and picked up the fork with a shacky hand. I slowly stabbed the fork into the green beans that were cooked to perfection. My stomach seemed to sigh in satisfaction as I placed the bean in my mouth and chewed slowly.

I could feel the eyes watching me and I slowly looked up. They were smiling at me as I swallowed.

"It's okay Maka, don't be scared to eat if your hungry." I heard Soul say. I looked at him and he smiled, picking up his fork and starting to eat his own meal.

This seemed to give me courage as I started devouring the food quicker.

After a while, everyone finished there food and The women asked if I was still hungry. Embaressed I nodded slowly. She smiled and called over another woman who brought me another plate of food.

"Maka, These are my parents, and my brother Wes." Soul introduced them. I smiled shyly at everyone.

"Maka, we know this may be a little hard to take in right now. We know how you must feel, waking up in a place you know nothing about. But we would like you to stay here, just until you find a place you can stay." Soul's father said.

Mrs. Evans smiled at me. "I don't wan't to be a bother. It's really nice of you to do that though." I said looking down.

"It'll be fine Maka. We will take care of you. But in order to do that we need to know more about you. Where are you from?" Mrs Evans asked. I looked at her.

"The streets." I said flatly. She frowned and then smiled again. "Well, where are your parents?" She asked.

"Dead, for all I know. They left me when I was a baby." I said with no emotion. She frowned again. "How old are you?" She asked.

"16." I said. She perked up. "Really? Soul here is 17. Maybe you could go to school with him." Mrs. Evans suggested. I smiled at her and she beamed.

"Well now that that's settled Maka you should get some rest." Mr. Evans told me. I shook my head.

"Can I please help with the dishes? I can at least do something." I asked. Soul shook his head.

"Maka your feet are bruised. Your not suppose to be on them at all. You need rest." Soul said. I frowned.

Soul help me stand up, but when I kept tripping, he gave up and picked me up bridal style. I blushed as he layed me on the bed. He took out some cream and applied it on different cuts on my feet. He pulled the blankett over me and I fell into a deep dreamless sleep.