You step Forward I step Back- Listen
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I decided to dedicate this story to all my Soulkitten fans out there! And who knows maybe this might
end up being a sequel after I'm done with this story!
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Listening. It wasn't a hard thing to do right? It was a simple as your mother asking you to do something that you just simply oblige to. For some people listening can be a hard thing to do. One must be cooperative with the other, its the same with dancing some may say. When one leads and the other must just simply follow after.
It's hard to listen when your confused. What do you do when you don't listen, you just simply give up and don't bother to try again? No. That's not what your supposed to do at all. Your supposed to follow the first persons lead, whether its dancing, or following instructions. The person who just doesn't understand how to listen at this moment was Maka.
Maka Albarn. She was everything you could see in a person. She was brave, kind, smart and beautiful. Her determination towards goals were amazing to some people. She was always a straight A student. ready and prepared, some may even think there was nothing she couldn't do, well because she was supposedly great at everything she does except:
Dancing was not one of those things.
Liz and Patty Thompson her two twin friends watch as she glides across the floor with her so called instructor. Her blonde wavy locks swaying back in forth in a peaceful motion as she tries her best to oblige with his commands. She would stumble on some occasions which would make her instructor a little irritated.
She would silently apologize when she would step on his foot, due to her being unfocused and her clumsiness. Liz had her knees pulled up towards her chest as she continued to bite her nails at the nerve wrecking scene in front of her. Patty her sister who was just a little bit younger than her, but was more developed only hummed a happy tune. Her head swaying one way to the other.
Liz knew how much dancing meant to Maka after the incident that happened about a year ago. Maka's mother had died in a plane crash. It was a devastating day for everyone. Especially Maka, she was finally going to reunite with her mother after so long only for her to have her life taken away from her due to an unexpected crash.
She was a mess after that. She would tell Liz about how her and her mother would dance together a lot when she was just a little girl. Maka always admitted to her mother that she was not good at listening and following directions when it came to dancing. Ever since that day she always promised herself for her mothers sake. She would learn to dance, for her no matter how long it took. She would learn.
Trainer after trainer and instructor after instructor. Maka would always try to get taught how to dance, but none of the people she has been taught by was good enough. Some would yell at her for making mistakes that she does not intend on making. Some would say she would never learn, crushing her spirits and telling her to find someone else.
This was their last hope. They have been to almost every single instructor in Death City and so far no one was able to teach Maka to dance. A faint scream cause Liz to jump up. She turned her attention towards Maka and the now yelling instructor.
"No. No. No!"
Maka flinched a bit, she yet again failed to learn to dance. The instructor was from Paris France. He told her before they started dancing that he would not tolerate any funny business. Maka didn't understand, they were just dancing a minute ago and everything was going fine until she accidentally stepped on his foot again.
She was truly sorry when she made the mistake of doing that the first time. She has a feeling this would be the end of her lessons, not that it surprised her or anything. She knows what's coming to her and she has to learn to face the truth. She wasn't good at dancing. There was no more words to describe how awful she was at it.
"I cannot work with something that doesn't want to be taught!" His words hit her like a bow and arrow. She didn't need to be told twice. She silently without another word nodded her head and gathered her things up. She thanked him for his help, walking away towards Liz and Patty with her head hung down in shame. She didn't want to meet their worried glances.
"Maka it's alright, there's always next time." Liz assured her blonde friend who only shook her head. Maka knew the truth, there wasn't going to be a next time for her. She couldn't meet up to any of her instructors expectations, so why Liz still had faith in her was nothing but silliness. Without another word Maka made her departure away from her friends without saying any goodbyes.
The only thing she could do now was to go home. There was nobody else left in the city that could teach her to dance. She can't help to think this is the end and that all was lost. Her promise to her mother was to learn to dance. She doesn't want to give that up, but what other choice did she have?
Every single person she has paid to help her, has given up on her so easily. They would say horrible things that would make her for sorry for herself. They would tell her to find someone else who is worth having their time waste. Was that it? Was she nothing but a waste of time to all the people she has turned to for help?
Maybe she shouldn't think of it in that way, not everyone she has turned to has pushed her away. Liz and Patty has been by her side ever since the death of her mother a year ago. She has to say if they weren't with her the whole time. She doesn't know what she would do. Liz has done everything she could to help Maka learn to dance.
She would ask some people around Death City if they knew anyone that was good enough to help her dance. Sometimes she would even pay for Maka's classes, even though Maka would always tell her she didn't have to, but knowing Liz being as persistent as she is she would never let Maka tell her different. She also can't forget about Patty, even though she's goofy most of the time. It never stops her from supporting her.
Finally arriving at her home, is what she likes to call it. She looks around in her bag for her keys. Maka has lived alone for about a year now. She still goes to school and is currently working on getting into collage. Ever since the death of her mother her father was very depressed about it and decided it would be best if she and he lived apart.
She never really understood what reasons he had for it, but he just got up and left. Finally getting the door unlocked Maka slowly limped her way inside, throwing her bag carelessly across the floor as she made her way into her bedroom. She wasn't going to complain she was happy with her tiny home, it had everything a person would need to survive.
A bed for sleeping, a kitchen for cooking and eating meals, a bathroom for getting clean. It was a roof over her head and that's all that mattered. She reminded herself as she sprawled herself out all over her queen sized bed. She let her thoughts sink in a moment as she sat back up for a brief moment to take off her shoes and toss them across her room.
"I guess a shower would be best." She muttered getting up from the bed. She ran a hand through her hair as wobbled towards her dresser in search for some sleep wear. Pulling out a random pair of work-out shorts and a plain T-shirt. She flung them over her shoulder as she made her way two he bathroom across the hall.
Setting her things on the back of the toilet seat she started to turn on the water. Thinking a bath might be better for her stress she pulled up the stopper on the bottom of the tub, watching it fill up. She then started to get herself undressed as she carefully stepped her way into the tub, letting the hotness and the steam consume her. She really didn't know what to do.
Liz was frustrated, no knowing what to do about Maka's problem. She's asked Patty for advice, but knowing the way that he sister rolls she wouldn't be the right person to want advice from. It's currently eight on the spot and she couldn't relax or sit down not knowing what Maka might be up to at this very moment.
Maka was like her second sister in a way, and being Liz she can't stand it when Maka would get all anti social and depressed on her. Liz knows about her pass and had been there for her ever since. So she had to figure out a way to help her out more than what she's doing now. Because right now what she doing isn't enough in her opinion.
A door is sounded in the next room over, this caused Liz to stop pacing and Patty to stop humming as they both fix their attention towards the doorway. Liz let out a small sigh when her boyfriend walked into the room, giving her a smile. Liz smiled back, but then immediately went back to pacing across the room thinking of more ways to help out Maka.
Her boyfriend raised a brow as he placed his hands in his pockets, his eyes watched her pace back and forth. He didn't understand what was going on at the moment, but Patty's laughter broke him out of his thoughts. He then turned his attention back towards Liz who was still hard at thinking. He then let out a cough gaining her attention.
"Liz. Is there something wrong that I should know about?" He asked her, a little hint of concern in his voice. Liz shook her head slowly as she planted a seat right next to her sister on the big L shaped couch. Running a hand through her brown caramel hair she only continued to think as she would tug on it a couple times out of frustration." I wouldn't worry about it Kidd. Nothing I can't handle." She sighed.
She knew that Kidd wouldn't buy anything she said considering they have been down this road already. Kidd and Liz have been together for about a while now and she couldn't think of being with anyone better. He was a gentlemen to all, but mostly to her. He was also very aware of Maka's situation and he's responsible for the funding of some of the lessons she has taken so far.
"I wish I could believe you. But I know you Liz, so tell me what happened." His voice was kind gentle and soothing and that was one of the main things Liz loved about Kidd. He cared for not only her and her sister Patty, but he also cared about Maka's well being."She got turned down again." There was nothing more to it, knowing that's all that really happened.
Kidd walked over towards Liz and nicely placed a hand on her shoulder before giving it a tight squeeze. Liz glanced up into her lovers golden eyes as he gave her a reassuring smile showing her that thing will get better."I know what your feeling. She'll be fine." He told her, tightening his grip before pulling away. She wasn't going to deny that he was wrong. He was right, Maka was a strong person and she would be alright. But even people with such confidence needs help sometimes.
"I know Kidd. Thanks." She said through her breath, Kidd gave her another smile before bending down and capturing her lips with his. They stayed like that for a brief moment before pulling away."I love you Liz. I'm sure you know what your doing." He smiled as he caressed her cheek with such care. She gave him a nod as she held his hand in hers. He gave her a small smirk as he kissed her forehead and made his way towards their bedroom.
Hearing the door shut down the hall, Liz knew that Kidd wouldn't be seen till tomorrow morning."Sis. What do we do now?"Patty suddenly asked her sister. Liz cocked a brow, as she gave out a small sigh."We should get to bed as well Patty. We still have school." Liz told her, Patty looked art her sister, before having a big grin appear on her face as she nodded her head happily."Alright. You might be right big sis!" She cheered, and hopped off towards her room.
Liz was left alone to think once more. Tomorrow was another day. What would she do to help Maka? She's been sitting around thinking for a while now and still hasn't managed to come up with anything at all. Maybe if she's lucky enough the situation would work itself out, no that, that's ever happened to them before, and they have been trying for years. The best thing to do now was to sleep on it, she thought as she carried herself to bed.
The next morning wasn't really anything special for Maka at all. It was the same as every morning she's had for the pass year. She would wake up, brush her teeth and wash her face and hands along with grabbing something for breakfast. The mornings were never the same anymore, but being her she's learned how to manage.
The time had read, seven forty five. She still has time to get to school, eating the rest of her cereal and washing her bowl out she grabbed her keys of the counter and she was off to school. She knows when she arrives at school that Liz would ask her question on how she was yesterday. She always did that because she was worried about her.
But, Maka doesn't really understand what there was to worry about. She's very capable of taking care of herself every other time. The heat was unbearable today. She couldn't think how one could even walk into this weather. Maka let out a small sigh, as she wiped the visible sweat from her forehead and continued on to school.
It wasn't long before she arrived there and with several minutes to spear she made it to her class. All eyes were on her, not because she was late. Maybe because she was the last one to walk into the class room. Her teacher, Ms. Marie who was a very sweet lady might she add gestured her to come all the way inside. She did what she was told and avoided the gazes at her as she made her way right to her seat.
Ms. Marie started up with the lesson and Maka could see Liz looking at her with concern in her eyes. She looked up and met with Liz's gaze as she mouthed the words.'Are you alright?' at that moment Maka quickly nodded her head, before looking back down and writing the notes they had to take down about the lesson that was being taught up front.
The bell rang and that was Maka's cue. She gathered up her stuff and immediately made her way out of the room leaving a very confused Liz and Patty behind. Liz couldn't help to think that Maka was angry at her for some reason. She hasn't really answered any of her texts that she sent her during class, so then what was up? Liz ushered her sister out of class so that they could catch up with Maka. Seeing her putting her things away from the previous class Liz called her to catch her attention.
"Hey Maka. Wait there a second." She said, as her and Patty jogged towards her. Liz could see the irritation in her face and tried to tone it down a bit, she knows that Maka might be a little annoyed with everything she has been doing for her. Liz only wants what's best for her. Maka shut her locker, with books in hand as stared at Liz blankly not saying a word.
"What's been going on with you today?" She asked her. Maka only let out a small sigh as she dividend her full attention towards the ground not caring to look up at Liz at all."I mean come on Maka. I know somethings up. You haven't answered any of my text I sent you." She told her, as she tried to find her jade eyes, but couldn't knowing her bangs were hiding them.
"Nothing's wrong Liz, I just don't feel like socializing today." Maka mutter under her breath. Liz placed a hand on her shoulder causing her to look up, but seeing her face the way it was Liz could feel something tear through her heart just like that. She hated it when she cried, because not only was it hurting her, but it was tearing Liz apart as well.
"Maka-Chan. Don't cry we will help you." Patty soothed, as she placed a hand on her back and started to rub up in down in a nice slow motion. Maka only continued to cry silently. She didn't know how else to handle it, but to let her emotions flow all by itself.
"I-I just don't know what to do anymore." She said through her sobbing. Liz shushed her as she began to pet her hair and Patty continued to rub her back this would be a good time to let it all out." Maybe. This time I should just give up on learning to dance." Liz's eyes widened and Patty could see the look on her sister face which stopped her from rubbing Maka's back.
Maka looked up only to see Liz looking down at her. She didn't look like she was angry, no angry wasn't the word for the way she looked at her like that she looked more disappointing than anything else."Maka. I won't let you give up that easily. I promise you we won't stop here." Liz muttered to herself, turning her gaze away from Maka.
"Liz..." Was all she could make come out of her mouth. Maka wiped away her remaining strands of tears as she continued to look at Liz with a sorry expression on her face."There's nothing else we can do. We had already tried everyone in the city." Maka sighed, as she swiped her bangs to the left side of her face. Liz gazed back in Maka's direction, shaking her head slowly.
"Maybe so. But that doesn't mean we can't find people out of Death City." She told her, Maka's eyes went wide at this. Liz was willing to do everything to help her learn to dance, just so she could fulfill her promise to her mother and with that said. Maka couldn't help to crack a small smile and nod her head in agreement, if Liz wasn't going to give up then neither was she.
"Thanks you Liz."
Soulkitten: Another growing story by me! Well just for a heads up I will be posting two new stories this one and one more because I'm going to challenge myself a bit.
Maka: What do you think kittens?
Soul: Should she continue?
Maka: Or throw this down a drain, and remember you want something updated. Let her know.
Soul: Review!