Chapter 1
As I was laying in bed feeling you hold me closer to your chest, I smile. Then the tears start to flow, remembering you were gone. You have been for six months.
I still wonder why you left to go study aboard in England. Sure you write letters, but I miss your touch, your taste, your smile and everything else.
I got out of bed and went downstairs. The tears we're still rolling down my cheeks, they just wouldn't stop. I looked through the mail and I saw one mailed from you.
Ripping it open, my tears started to dry up. Your letter told me you were going to be home in a couple of days. I screamed in excitement.
Gosh, I missed him.
I called Tsubaki and asked if she wanted to go get some coffee. She agreed.
As we met at the coffee shop, I couldn't help but smile knowing Soul will be home.
"What's up?" Tsubaki asked.
"Nothing at all." My smile kept on growing bigger at my lie.
"Really, why are you smiling so big? Did you get a letter from Soul?"
"He'll be home in a few days." I couldn't help but laugh knowing he's coming home.
"That's great Maka! Why don't we get you something nice to wear when he gets home?" She asked with a huge smile on her face.
I knew she was very happy for me, but she also knows I don't like shopping.
"Are you sure Tsubaki?"
"Yeah, we'll get you a nice dress."
I agreed because I couldn't say no to her.
By the time we were done our coffee, we were already at some clothing boutique.
Tsubaki was pulling out bright coloured dresses. I didn't like them. Then we both notice a black dress that just cuts off at the knee. I went to the change room to try it on.
Tsubaki screamed, "this looks amazing on you!"
"Are you sure?" I asked unsure.
"Yes, it covers all of your curves perfectly, Soul will surely drop dead when he sees you."
Soul'sPOV
Staying in England for six months was fun but my heart ached for Maka.
I scratched my white hair, then I notice a book Maka said was impossible to find. She said they only made 100 copies, I brought it without a second thought.
While I left the antique bookstore, I notice a boy with black hair and three white stripes covering only half the head, yelling at a much taller woman. Something about how her hair was cut un symmetrical.
I stared in confusion. They noticed me.
"Is everything alright?"
"Yeah I suppose it is, other then her hair being uneven. I'm Death the Kid by the way."
"Soul," we shook hands."And you are?"
"Liz," she smiled, "nice to meet you. Don't worry too much about the symmetry thing with Kid here. You'll get use to it."
Thinking to myself, we're going to see each other again?
"How about we all go for drinks tonight?"
"Not tonight Liz, I have to go back to my father and discuss some matters."
"Well, I best be going anyways. Nice talking to you." I didn't know how to tell them I don't drink.
"Awe, you would've loved to meet my younger sister Patty. How about you give us your number so we can meet tomorrow?"
I hesitated, "uh, my number is XXX-XXXX."
"Time to go Liz, my father won't be too happy if we arrive late."
Liz kinda pouted but smiled and waved goodbye. I waved in return.
What is wrong with me? Why did I give my number so easily? I think it's because I'll be leaving in a few days.
As I was walking home, the snow started to fall. I couldn't help but miss her even more. With each dropping flake I felt those were the tears she cried for me.
I missed the nice warm nights in Death City while riding my bike with Maka on the back. She was scared and held me tight when I went faster. Very cute of her.
When I arrived back at my *flat, I fell face first on my bed. I can't wait until I'm able to hold her again. I regret leaving for so long. Then I hear the phone ring, thinking who the hell would wanna call me.
"I'm excited to meet you," some childish voice said. Then she hung up, now I'm wondering who the hell she was.
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