Maka wasn't exactly sure why it had to rain today, the day she decided to go get groceries for herself and Tsubaki. Either way, it was sink or swim situation, and she decided that the best thing to do was run. Run, and curse at the sky itself as she scrambled down the streets, bag in hand. Halfway there she stopped, resting under a store's porch from the rain. It was spring showers, just a bit of lightening and all that, but it sure knew how to soak not only her but her bag. Starting next week, she and Tsubaki had been living together for almost four years. They had come to know each other in high school, and when Maka found out that her friend had hardly as much family as her, she offered that they live together. They lived together most of their high school life and now were moving onto college in stride, though with how much Tsubaki boyfriend, Black Star, showed up Maka wasn't sure how long her friend was going to stay around. In fact, probably any day now she would pack her bags to live with that crazy man, not that Maka really minded, anything to get that man out of her home. Still, she would be a bit lonely. Her only family was her father, he worked in the government, and was notorious for the amount of girls he had working for him. That womanizer. Mai started out again, crossing the road, the apartment wasn't too far now.
"Shit, watch out girlie!" Someone shouted and Maka looked up to see a motorcycle barreling toward her. The young woman shrieked before jumping out the way, rolling on the ground and tearing up her tights in the process.
"What in the world do you think you're doing?!" The young woman shouted, throwing her bag of groceries down on the ground to stomp up the person. He pulled off his helmet to reveal white hair, and bright red eyes, and he grinned, revealing razor-sharp teeth. She paused for a moment. He was defiantly bigger than her and on any standard, intimidating, but just because she had chicken legs didn't mean she couldn't take him. "I'm speaking to you!"
"If I had known you were going to be a flat-chested bitch I would have kept my mouth shut" He sighed, and she glared at his disappointed face. Whoever he was, she wasn't going to deal with him anymore that was a fact. Maka wasn't one to tolerate foolish behavior, let alone deal with someone who didn't know how to apologize, or drive.
"Well you almost hit that bitch and made me rip my tights" Maka huffed, stomping away to grab her bag off the ground, only to turn around and see the man on the ground, blood. He had been shot, and now she was the only witness. "I never should have gone out into the rain"
By the time Mai made it back, her roommate was pacing at the door and almost pounced on her once she had shuffled in. Yet, she didn't, because Mai was holding a young man on her back, no, dragging a young man on her back.
"Who is this, why is he bleeding?" Tsubaki asked, startled by Maka behavior yet all she could was look at her with a look of utter regret.
"I don't know, just help me get him onto the couch, he's so heavy." She moaned, and the young woman managed to move him from Maka's back to thrown onto the couch. They stared, as if trying to decide on what to do next. Obviously someone had to clean up that wound on his shoulder.
"Let's rock paper scissor this."
"Shit, no way Tsubaki, you have the best luck. I dragged him here, you clean him. Besides, I'm making dinner" The pigtailed girl decided and before her friend could argue she left to change, seeing that her entire outfit was soaked. By she came back her friend had wrapped the young man's arm, though looked very unwilling about it.
"Here, he had a wallet on him" Tsubaki said, tossing it to Maka as she passed to go into the kitchen. She offered her thanks as she started up the stove and looked into to find his ID. It defiantly looked like the same guy in the picture, and Maka squinted at the writing. Soul Evans. What a weird name. Well, he was a weird guy. She reached to look around the rest of the wallet, moving to the cash compartment and looked down at the crisp folded bills. Hundreds. The young woman slowly closed the wallet and sat it by the stove, a straight yet sweating face. They had just got involved with the mafia didn't they?
"I guess tiny-tits abandoned me and you found me, at least you have a good rack" Soul said roughly and Maka turned around to see the white-haired man sitting up slowly with that sharp grin on his face, like he had hit the jackpot.
"No, I saved you, jackass" Maka shouted as she stirred the spaghetti noodles and the man turned to look at her from the couch, eyes narrowed.
"I didn't ask a midget to save me"
"Maka Chop!"
"What the hell was that?!"
"That's a Maka chop, now you're going to eat dinner with us and then you're going to leave" The young woman huffed, turning off the stove. He seemed to be considering her offer, but then agreed readily when he saw the food being set onto the plates. The two women watched as he chowed down, showing off his teeth to both companies.
"So, I heard you got into a biking accident, I beat this rain was hard to drive in" Tsubaki said, starting light conversation with Soul. He looked up, pausing for a moment.
"I've driven in worse"
"Then why in the world did you almost hit me" Maka growled, glowering at him.
"Well I was driving with only one arm at the moment"
"How exactly did that happen?" Maka asked, calling him out on his words. She wasn't going to let him slide by, though she was a bit cautious about asking about the money in his wallet. That would have to be saved for later.
"Drive by shooting" He answered but she could tell by his movements he was lying. Maybe he was really part of the mafia, or some gang, fights had become more common in this city after all, that was why her father was always working. That's what he said at least.
"I guess I should get going" Soul said and Maka looked up quickly as he stood from the table, his plate empty. He just came for the free food.
"In this rain?" Tsubaki asked politely, but Maka knew both of them wanted him gone.
"It wouldn't be cool to stay any longer, bye tiny-tits" The man grinned and hoped out the door before the pigtailed woman had a change to throw her book at him. Once gone the two sat there silently, before glancing at each other.
"That man was very odd, wasn't be" The black-haired woman said, smiling as if she had enjoyed herself.
"I still have his wallet"
Hello! Nice to meet you! I'm Ashley, I've decided to throw myself into this section of fanfiction! I hope we can all be good friends!
This chapter was actually not too hard to write, I really enjoy writing about a older Maka, she's such a indepdent character!
Thank you reading!
