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Chapter 1
"No! Don't leave me! Soul!" screamed Maka. "Don't leave me! I-I need you!"
"Maka...You have to let him go. He's going to a better place," I gently said as I watched her shaking figure fall to the ground.
That was only a few days ago, her losing her partner and bestfriend. They had worked together non stop after they became partners. Nothing could tear them apart...well almost nothing.
I remember holding her in my arms as she wailed into my shoulder. Her trembling figure pulled close to mine as I tried to calm her down. It was a hopeless effort on my part, but it kept her mind off of him. In the four days that followed, she locked herself up in his room and avoided everybody as much as she could. I came by one day and managed to get her to come out of hiding for a few hours. She cried whenever Soul's name was brought up or recalled a very fond memory she had of him. Her world had crumbled to dust before her eyes. Watching him drive away on his bike into the black night had caused her to collapse. Now all she does is sit by her living room window hoping that she'll see his silhouette appear on the horizon and hear the roar of his bike as he came closer.
"Maka?" I asked from the couch.
"Hmm?" she replied, clearly daydreaming.
"How about we go out and get some frozen yogurt and walk around for a bit?"
"I don't want to, Kid. I want Soul to come back for me."
"I know you want Soul to come back for you. But he left because he began to believe that being around you after what happened that night would eventually lead to him accidentally hurting you."
She groaned and muffled a whimper. I tried my best every day to avoid bringing up Soul in every way possible, but he always would come up. And every time he would, she'd start crying and wishing she could have stopped him. But one thing was clear to me: she had an emptiness inside her that could only be filled by the one who she'd known longest and trusted most. Soul. Of course it'd be the idiot who left her crying on the side of the road without even an inkling of why he had left. I just didn't understand why she couldn't let him go.
Knock knock
"S-Soul? Is that you?" she called
"Uhh, no. It's Black Star," came the reply.
"Oh."
"Maka, I wanted to make sure you were feeling okay after Soul...y'know."
"Go away Black Star. She's crying again because you brought up his name. Now I have to get her to calm down," I grumbled.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't think he was still that sensative of a subject for her. Well see you later."
"Bye."
I turned my attention back to the now sobbing Maka and tried to bring her sobs to a soft whimper. Her arms wrapped themselves around my waist as she clung on to me like I was the only thing she had left. My hand had found its place in her hair with the other pulling her closer to me. Her breathing was uneven and shakey as her sobs turned into gentle whimpers.
"Maka," I whispered into her hair. "I'm here for you. Whenever you need me I'll be there for you...no mater what."
"R-really?" she stammered.
"Yes, Maka. And I won't break that promise."
"Thank you, Kid. That means a lot to me."
I smiled. I hadn't heard greatfulness in her voice since he left her. Hearing her voice made me realize that she had finally learned she could trust other people besides Soul. It's taken her a few years to trust me enough to let me have possesion of a key to her and Soul's apartment. And now that I've looked back at all those years spent getting to know an amazing girl like her, I've realized they have paid off in more ways than expected. She's taught me how not to go insane over not being able to write my name perfectly and how to control my urge to fix something that isn't symmetrical. She taught me a lot of things over the years.
(Maka's POV)
Having Kid around almost every day has helped me out a little bit, but only enough to get me to come out of Soul's room to get some kind of fresh air. It's been five days since he left me alone here in Death City, but it feels like a year has already gone by. It sucks not having him at home to run to after I've had a rough day at my job. I remember the first time I came home crying because my boss had yelled at the entire staff even though not all of us had done something wrong. He had this look in his eyes that said that he was going to ring someones neck if he found out who it was. But, he never gave me the stink eye. He always greeted me with a smile and a hello when I walked in the doors to start my shift. When I had come home that day, I was trying to hide that I was crying from Soul as long as I could, but lost it when he asked how my day was at work. I remember feeling his arms wrap around me as he pulled me into his chest and calmed me down. He was so warm and I felt like I fit perfectly into his arms. But now he's gone and the only person I can go to is Kid.
"Ugh, life sucks," I groaned as I went back to Soul's room.
"Uhh, where do you think you're going?" asked Kid.
"Back to Soul's room where I have been for the past few days."
"How about we go out on a walk and get some frozen yogurt."
"That's funny because last I checked I never agreed to going out on a walk. I don't care what you say, you can't make me leave this place. Besides you are only here so that I'm not a total antisocial person."
"Maka, Maka, Maka. You can be a really big idiot sometimes you know," he sighed.
"And why do you say that?" I challenged.
"Because I would like to know of you would like to go out with me and get some frozen yogurt."
My jaw hit the floor. The reaper had just asked me out knowing that my heart was locked on Soul. And he called me an idiot.
I guess my shock was rather obvious to him because he asked if I was okay and if I was wanting to get frozen yogurt someother day. I shoke my head as I got up and slid on my shoes I'd gotten a few months ago on a shopping trip with the girls. Oh shopping trips with the sisters is so...annoying.
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(Kid's POV)
As Maka and I walked down the street to the park with our frozen yogurt in hand, I realized that even though she lacked symmetry she was everything I had ever dreamed of finding in a girl...with the exception of the amount of Maka Chops she dishes out in one day. Her emerald green eyes sparkled against the setting sun and her hair flowed in the wind. She was beautiful.
"Uhh, Maka," I said. "I was wondering if you really would like to be my girlfriend. After all you did say yes to going out and getting this stuff."
"Sure. But," she sighed. "No one is to know that we are a thing because all they know about is your weekly visits to get me out of Soul's room. Got it?"
"Yeah. And I'm pretty sure they already think that we're a thing so it wouldn't be much of a shocker to them if they did find out."
"That would be true...if they didn't know how close Soul and I have become over the past two years."