Ashley Stuff: Okay, hi everybody. Um. I'm Ashley-chan. Hi. Again. Uh, I've never had any kind of writing thing before but I met someone today who convinced me to set this up. Special thanks to that person, TsunTsunSama who I met when she went up to me and complemented my manga drawing in German class. Because that makes sense... and she's my only friend at school. So yeah. Thank you Rosie-Sempai. Best upperclass(wo)man ever. And, um, here's one of my one shots, once Tsun was done editing. She swears a lot... it isn't my fault! And can I have reviews, please? I really want to know how I'm doing. Tsun thinks it's great but... I dunno. But I would be really grateful. And sorry to be demanding. Ok. Um. Ending this.
The Right Thing
"Such. An. Asshole!" Maka screamed, hurling a pillow at the wall. Another Friday, another repeat of the nightmare that was 'father daughter' bonding time. Father and daughter, of course, in quotation marks. Maka didn't know why she still went. Why, why, why she kept giving him chances to screw her over.
"Didn't go well?" Rasped a voice from the doorway of Soul's bedroom. He was leaning against the frame, halfheartedly trying to tame his ruffled hair into something resembling his usual spikes.
"Oh, Soul, I'm so sorry. Did I wake you up?" He gave her an odd look.
"We can check up on me when I'm the one swearing and throwing shit." He slouched down on the couch beside her. "Maka, I got a question. Might help you out a bit." She sniffled, trying to calm down enough to talk, and nodded.
"Shoot."
"The hell are you doing, still hanging out with him."
"...I was wondering that myself... maybe I should just tell him it isn't working..."
"And there it is." He leaned back, and laced his fingers behind his head. "You going is the reason he's a jackass and you aren't. And you don't seem to get that."
"Huh?" Maka was confused. That didn't make any sense.
"You still haven't given up on him. Hell, you don't give up on anyone." Soul shrugged. "Makes you a good person. You're still giving him chances to make things right, still hoping he will some day."
"But... but he never does. It just..." Maka started to cry again. "It hurts Soul."
"I never said you were doing the smart thing, or the easy thing. You're doing the right thing. Your dad goes with the easy choice, buys whores like they're going out of style and never, ever tries to to improve. Takes zero effort on his part. And it's why he's the asshole who couldn't keep his family together. You're not going to be like him Maka. You're going to find someone special, someone you can be with. A family." Maka thought his words over. Family. Having a family... she moved over on the couch and put her head in Soul's lap. Something she had wanted to do for so long... something she needed to ask. Maybe it was her dad, maybe it was the gratitude she felt every time he was there for her, but tonight was the night.
"Hey Soul?"
His voice, when he replied, was thick, rough. "Yeah."
"You ever think about having someone special? Someone you want to... have a family with?" He took so long to respond that Maka rolled over to look at his face, checking to see if he was okay. His strange eyes were half closed, and he was looking down at her with a warm affection.
"Don't need to." Was his answer. "I already know." When Maka pulled herself up, wrapping her arms around his neck, the kiss was just something natural, something they both knew would happen next. The right thing to do.
Tsun Stuff: Poor Ashley is so sensitive. And thanks guys! Ashley is really excited about all this. She's kinda a lonely child and such. So. Yeah. But I'm glad everyone is enjoying her writing (I refuse to acknowledge any contribution. She deserves credit, it's her account.)
