Snake's Venom
Author's Notes: I have decided to expand my writing library a bit. I have watched many animes and it felt like I was neglecting a part of myself if I didn't write one for some of my favorites. I have just recently finished Soul Eater and decided to make a fanfic. I personally love the possible pairings the anime gives us. I just love the chemistry Maka and Soul have as well as Tsubaki and Black Star. I hope I am able to capture Black Star's arrogance well enough. This story takes place a few months after the Kishin's defeat. Oh Spoiler alert. Well on with the Fic.
I Don't Own Anything. Never have, never will. If I did there would be a second series just like FMA according to the manga.
The opponent was weak, but now that the Kishin's madness wavelength was gone all the opponents Maka fought seemed insignificant comparatively. She swung Soul in a spiral formation blocking the minor Kishin's attempted swipe. The impact of the block sent it staggering back. It had a red mask-like face and wore an unusual leotard. He appeared basically humanoid except for the oblong torso. Its claws looked menacing but they were no match for Soul's wavelength. Charging the target Maka activated Witch Hunter severing the Kishin in half. The body erupted in a slew of black leaving only a red fruit shaped soul. Soul reaching out grabbed the soul and swallowed it. "That's number 78 Soul, we've almost reclaimed all the souls we lost since…" She growled thinking about that incident. "Since Blaire."
Soul now fully human looked at her. "I don't know you seem kind of jealous, but that's to be expected I am super cool." Maka resisted the urge to punch her partner, but she could not deny his words. But as brave as she was in the fight with Ashura, she still was too afraid of telling Soul how she felt. Even if inside she could admit her feelings to him, she wasn't strong enough to do it to his face. She feared rejection. And besides there was no way Soul could like a girl like her. And she above all else, even her "true" feelings for him, Soul was her friend. And although she felt that that wasn't enough, it was not something she wanted to risk. She just couldn't bear it if Soul left her. So in a strange way she was thankful to Blaire, even if she did drive her up the wall. She kept her and Soul together for a little while longer. She knew that when he became Lord Death's own personal Death Scythe, he might forget about her. Although it was difficult to imagine, him forgetting her, she remembered her own father. He had forgotten about Mom. She didn't want Soul to forget about her, but she didn't want to be holding him back either. So she would put on a brave face and enjoy the little time she may have left with her precious friend, while her heart was tearing inside. She had been doing this for a long time.
Soul looked at his partner concerned. Although he reminded himself, she was just his partner, nothing more. She was precious to him, in a way he just couldn't explain. He had tried, but Black Star apparently wasn't the right person to talk to on matters of the heart. He was still completely ignorant on his feelings for Tsubaki, and her feelings for him, though it was obvious to everyone else. Black Star still had a little growing up to do, he couldn't even realize what he had right in front of him. Anyone who could put up with Black Star and cook the way she did… those two would be happy together someday, but him and Maka, she never seemed to like him that way. And soon he would become a Death Scythe. He would visit her every day, but she might have moved on… to a new partner. After all she was still young, if she stopped being a meister, just because she had finished with him, not only was it selfish, but in the case of another Kishin war, the DWMA needed all the help they could get, and Maka was simply amazing.
"Well I guess we should check in with Lord Death, and then find a hotel. Since you crashed the motorcycle, were going to be stuck here until we get some backup." Soul and Maka both blushed inwardly, but they had been living together since they became partners, but still.
Making her way towards the Window, Maka fingered the number 42 42 564. The window flashed and Lord Death stood before her. "Hiya Maka, What's shaking? How was the mission, you really have done a lot of work in the past months. Almost one a day, right?" Maka in spite of herself, noted immediately that her father wasn't there, but decided not to mention it. "Lord Death, were stranded here. Could you send us some back up with some transportation?"
Death nodded. "I'll get on it. See you soon" Death faded away and Maka and Soul were walking towards the center of the town.
"Um, Maka" Soul stuttered. His partner turned towards him, wondering what could cause Soul to behave this way. "Since I did crash the bike, and that was really uncool of me, um how about if to repay you I, um, take you out to dinner, I mean if that's cool with you, but if not that's ok." Soul could have kicked himself at that point. What was he thinking? Did he really have the courage to go through this? Courage that was what Maka had used to defeat Ashura, so surely he could ask her out on a date.
"Soul, are you asking… me... on a ddate?'' Could this mean that Soul, likes me the way I like him.
Although Soul had fought Stein, back when they thought he was evil, Crona, and Ashura courageously, being completely honest with Maka, that was harder, and despite his best attempts to tell her the truth, he ran. He ran from the pressure.
"A date, no umm, not like that, just you know, two partners, eating out… with you know food." He cursed himself for losing his cool like that, he wanted her, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. What was holding him back anyway? Fear, this was only Maka, even if she wasn't his top secret crush, she was always there for him, so that was a pointless fear. Rejection, no even if Maka loved someone else, she would still go out with him, at least once, to not hurt his feelings. So that must mean, he was afraid, that she didn't love him back. That was why he was holding himself back. He knew that whether or not he asked her out her feelings for him would still be the same. But still, fear didn't have to make sense did it? He felt that as long as she didn't reject him, he still had a chance, but at this rate, he may never work up the courage to take that chance. It was that chance, that kept him breathing, but still that chance was what made him push away the concept of asking Maka out, and maybe, just maybe, having happiness. But he almost did, so was it a good thing or bad thing?
Oh, not a date. So Soul didn't like her like that. This was probably just like a goodbye party, he would be a Death Scythe soon, and maybe this was his way of moving on. In a way this was her funeral, his way of moving on with his life… his way of leaving her behind. Could he leave her behind, she knew she could never leave him behind. But he deserved to live his own life, to do what he wanted, she didn't own him. Then why did, she want to hold him so close to her, to never let him go? She was so unbelievably lost, something was going to snap, and she couldn't keep up her mask much longer. She was going to break. She knew how Crona must have felt. He was rejected by his mother, tortured by Ragnarok, just wanting to be held close, but always pushed away.
What was he holding back for, having that chance but never taking it, was basically the same as being rejected? He didn't really have anything, to lose. So why couldn't he say it? What was holding him back?
What should she do? Soul deserved to know how she felt, but that might make him stay, just because he was selfless. And she wanted him to be happy, she couldn't rely on him for the rest of her life.
What should I do?
What can I say to him?
"Um Maka" The nervous weapon said to his partner.
"Um Soul" The nervous meister said at the same time to her partner.
"You first" They both said at the same time.
"Maka, I would Ummmm… really like it if, if it's okay with you, if you would g…" Why couldn't he say it? He wanted nothing more than to do it, and he had been trying to for the past month, but he wasn't strong enough, would he ever be?
What could Soul want to ask me? Maka asked herself. And why was he stuttering, could he be… no he already said it wasn't a date. So what could it be?
Grinding his teeth in frustration Soul clenched his fist. He took a deep breath and unclenched his fist. "Wouldyouliketogoonadatewithme?" There he said it, it wasn't even really English, and she might not even know what he said, but he said it. That was a step at least. He could go on for now and maybe someday, ask her out for real.
"Soul, could you say that again?" If she heard him correctly, which she wasn't quite sure she did, he had just… asked her on a date! But she had to be sure. Because if he did care for her as, more than a friend, then maybe she could tell him how she felt.
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"Nine-thousand nine hundred ninety nine." Black Star was doing one armed pushups, while waiting for Tsubaki to finish cooking dinner. Tonight Tsubaki was delicious steamed rice, Miso Soup and green leaf tea. Though no one else knew about Black Star's secret love for tea, he felt he could trust Tsubaki. She was his partner and friend, she knew everything about him. A while ago, having someone who knew all of his "habits'' and liked him anyway, in the way Tsubaki did, was unthinkable. To even consider having friends back when everyone hated him for his family's legacy. But Tsubaki was always there for him. However recently he felt like she was, holding back, distancing herself form him. She was hiding something. And he missed her. It took a while for him to place his finger on it, but he missed her. She was still there, but she was in a way gone. And he didn't like it. He was Black Star, after all, so he would just do something about it.
There was a knock on the door, interrupting Black Star's thoughts. Jumping up he nodded at Tsubaki who had just come out of the kitchen, signaling that he would handle it. He opened the door, and saw Professor Stein at the door. "Black Star, you and Tsubaki are coming with me and Crona. We have been sent by Lord Death to retrieve them."
"Why can't they come back on their own?" Tsubaki asked having come around the corner, recognizing the voice of her teacher.
"Their Bike broke and they can't cross the dessert at night." Stein answered lighting his cigarette.
"Wait, Soul and Maka left Death City for this mission? No fair I wanted to be the first to leave Death City." Black Star pouted, while Tsubaki comforted him.
"Maka is gone. I don't know how to deal with this." Crona said while sitting in the corner of Black Star and Tsubaki's apartment.
''When did you get here Crona?" And how did he get past me without me seeing, Black Star thought to himself?
"Well then, let's go get Maka and Soul everyone." Stein said motioning for the group to head out the door. Suddenly he felt sick to his stomach. Like something was alive inside there. But it was probably just his imagination, playing tricks on him. No need to worry everyone. Little did he know those thoughts were suggested to him by Medusa, who had put one of her snakes in him as a back-up during their first fight, when she attempted to revive the Kishin. Medusa his lover and enemy. But then again neither of them were capable of love.
Author's Notes this is the part of the writing that drives me CRAZY! The two obviously have feelings for each other but are completely ignorant to the others feelings. AHAHHAH, drives me nuts. But don't worry Medusa will help their love life. Wow never thought I would say that. And regarding the funeral paragraph, I recently attended a funeral of an old friend of mine, and I felt like honoring him so here's a shout out to Cowboy Dave. We miss you. Sorry, I just felt like I had to do that, he inspired me to write this chapter. But I'll try to put them together soon, I have an interesting idea in mind. I hope you don't hate the action fights I write later on. When they were both basically thinking and saying the same think, I was trying to capture how alike they really are. How they both care for each other deeply. But also struggle with doubt and fear. Sorry if I made Lord Death's involvement too small. Hope you liked it.
