Hey everybody...
This story starts with short chapters but they do get longer. I would really appreciate comments, reviews, favorites, but mostly I just hope people read this.
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~Svetocha
Something New from Something Old
She leaned against the wall, knees pulled to her chest, a small hand pressed to her burning cheek. Maka flinched, holding her breath as Soul took a step towards her. Soul glared down at his meister, seeing the fear and pain in her eyes, before turning and leaving their small apartment, the door slamming behind him. Maka continued to hold her breath for a long moment, eyes glued to the door her partner had just exited, half expecting him to come back, hoping to Shinigami he wouldn't. Finally she started breathing again, and the trembling started, tears rolling down her cheeks, quickly turning into body wracking sobs that didn't stop until she passed out from exhaustion and nerves.
It hadn't always been like this. There was a time when Maka had been strong and confident and brave. She never would have let somebody hurt her the way Soul had. If she had known three (3) years ago that it would have ended up like this maybe things could have been different, but she had always had strong feelings for her weapon partner and her feelings had blinded her to his quick temper and violent tendencies. After she made Soul a death scythe their relationship started to change in ways Maka never would have expected.
It was light outside when Maka woke up. She was stiff and sore from sleeping on the cold floor. Moving slowly the girl made her way across the floor to where her phone rested under the edge of the couch. Picking it up and flipping it open she stared at it a minute before she started to dial.
3 Years Earlier
"We finally did it Soul!" she shouted excitedly. "We got 99 kishin souls and a witch's soul. You're a death scythe now!" Maka smiled at her partner as he lifted her in his strong arms and spun her around.
Soul looked down into his meister's flushed face as he set her back on her feet holding onto her until she was steady. He smiled at her, a full on shark toothed grin, just before he swooped down and captured her lips with his kissing her passionately. Maka let out a tiny gasp allowing Soul's tongue entrance to her mouth where it tangled with hers. She was warm and oh so very sweet. Soul didn't want the moment to end. He wanted to lose himself in her completely, to become one with her. It wasn't long before Maka pushed hard against Soul's chest moving him back only enough for them to catch their breaths while staring into each other's eyes.
"S-Soul?" Maka managed to stutter after several deep breaths.
"I love you, Maka." Soul said before pulling her closer and leaning down to recapture her swollen lips.
Maka pulled back just enough to whisper against his lips. "I love you too, Soul."