A blond pulls up to a big house in a classic beetle. The car was a black with silver trim with a grey interior. On the dash was a little bobble head shaped like a black cat with witch hat. The blond sighed as her friend came out cane in hand back pack on his back. The can was black with a silver handle the had the shape of a wolves head rest on the front of the handle the eyes of the wolf where small rubies. Another backpack flew through the air knocking the boy to the ground causing him to lose his grip on the cane and the cane to slide away. she jumped out of the car Tight tang top roll up slightly her skinny jeans tucked inside combat boots her hair tied back in a single pony tail. The blond jumped out and gathered the cane about to offer help but a voice stopped her.

"let him do himself ,he's a man now isn't he big man thinks he can live on his own can't even walk without that damn cane who got it for you ya' good for nothing piece of shit."

Leather jacket coming off slightly a red t-shirt half way up dark jeans tater and torn the ends shredded black hiking boots on his feet around his waist was a black studded belt with a metal fake dragon ranger belt buckle with the coin from the original power rangers made into it.

The boy sat up weakly "It don't matter to you or to anyone else I don't need you a lot help you are any way." the boy forced himself up kicking the bags with his good foot forcing the other leg to work with his hand.

The blond handed him the cane and picked up the bags before turning to the voice "It wasn't his fault; nothing you can say can make it so."

The boy stared at the ground "Come on Maka let's just go it's not like I'm goin' back there."

Maka helped him in the car was a sigh "I know soul but it's been nine years.

Nine years ago Soul's mother and brother were killed in a drunk driving accident. Soul was in the car worst he got was losing the ability to use his right leg. Maka's father was in the other car died at the scene. Maka's mother ran away sometime later leaving Maka with her foster family. Mifune who owns a Martial Arts studio who has a young daughter Angela, Blair his fiancée. Soul was left with his angry father who blames him for the loss of his wife and favorite son.

Soul sighed resting his head on the window "I should have died that day then maybe he'd be happy."

Maka stopped causing Soul to jerk forward she turned and took his face in her hands and kissed him sweetly

Soul looked at her "Maka someone will see you."

Maka kissed him again before kissing his cheek smirking "So, why do you care?"

Soul played with his cane "You're popular you have an image you can't be scene kissing your crippled side kick."

Maka laughed "Whatever you say Soul."Maka turned and smiled at him "You and I both know that's not the worst I've done with my crippled sidekick."