Soul's P.O.V:
Finally. I can get away from everything. I can go to Death City and visit Black*Star and get away from everything. I'm almost there... I can feel the wind blowing through my hair as I creep closer and closer to Death City. To my friends. To freedom.
I pull up to Black*Star's apartment on my motorcycle. I never really cared much for cars. To cramped and enclosed.
"HEY! SOUL! GET YOUR ASS UP HERE AND WORSHIP YOUR GOD!" Haha that was Black*Star. I could barely hear the ever-so-quiet Tsubaki trying to explain to him why climbing out the window and yelling into the street was NOT a good idea. I hop off my motorcycle and slowly and casually walk up to the door. I was really excited to see Black*Star and finally meet Tsubaki, but if I ran to the door like a hyper-active six-year-old, that wouldn't look very cool.
I knock lightly and open the door. I soon realize that I should've waited until they answered. "Black*Star, would you stop sucking face with Tsubaki and help with my bags?!" He quickly gets off of Tsubaki, stands up off the floor, and says quietly, "I will get you back." And fist bumped me.
"Hello there. You must be Soul." The still VERY red-faced Tsubaki greeted. "I'm Tsu-" "Tsubaki." I butted in. "You're Tsubaki. I have heard a hell of a lot about you." That last comment only deepened her reddened face. She was very pretty. But quiet and shy, but definitely loud and controlling when she needed to be. Perfect for Black*Star.
"So...Where do I put my bags?" I asked Tsubaki, but before she could answer Black*Star swung in through the window with a firm grip on a helmet and a map.
"Oh. Umm. A-About that." Tsubaki stuttered.
"You'll need to find somewhere else to go. Didn't I tell you? There's no room with Tsubaki living here now. Plus, no room for your talent with ALL OF MINE TAKING UP SO MUCH ROOM!" Black*Star snickered devilishly. "But don't worry. One of our good friends lives close to here. You can bunk there." He passed me the map, which had a big circle over one part of a street and an address on the side. I was about to argue but I realized... Anything was better than going home, wherever that may be now. Tsubaki whispered something to Black*Star.
"Fine." I said. "Let's go. Who is he, anyway?"
"Shit." I looked at Black*Star nervously. What did he screw up this time? "Yah umm. 2 things. One...We-" Tsubaki glared at him menacingly, "I mean, I may or may not have forgotten to ask them..." He sighs. "And two... He... Is a she. It's a girl. I could've sworn I mentioned THAT part." Tsubaki flicked the back of his head.
"Don't worry. We'll just go and ask her. She's at the karaoke bar with Liz, Patty, and Kid. We will go ask her now!" Tsubaki seemed enthusiastic yet nervous at the same time. Whoever this girl is, I bet I can make her fall for me in a DAY! HAH! This should be fun.
"Oh. And here, take this." Black*Star throws the helmet at me and I catch roughly.
"I never wear a helmet while on my motorcycle. But thanks anyway, I guess." I toss it back. He quickly hands back, gently this time.
"Trust me. This ISN'T for the motorcycle. Don't lose it. You'll need it all summer!" He says with a half-grin on his smug face. Who was this girl. No matter. She'll listen to me. No girl has ever not fallen for me. Mainly for my money, my money that I don't have anymore. But it's fun acting cool. Guys with girls fawning over them are cool. Aren't they?
Black*Star and Tsubaki get into their car, and I follow them closely behind on my bike. We pull up to a bar that seems fun. Loud. Definitely Loud. Seems cool.
We walk in and its fairly full. Tsubaki raises her hand to wave to two girls sitting at a table.
"Liz! Patty!" We go and sit next to them. I try to be as quiet as I can. Even if I said anything, no one would hear. Everyone was cheering. I didn't know what for though.
"WHERE'S MAKA?" Black*Star screamed.
"Getting ready. You came just in time! She's up next." The older looking one replied. The other one was drawing giraffes. Was she old enough to be here? Who knows? Suddenly, the whole crowd drew quiet. A girl with ash-blonde hair slowly got on the stage, microphone in hand.
"There she is!" The youngest sister, Patty whispered. She was very pretty. Her eyes were a gorgeous shade of green. Is THAT who I'm living with? She will be ALL over me...I hope.
The music starts slowly, I didn't recognize the song, but it was beautiful. The only instrument was a piano, which may be the reason I love the intro so much. Or at least I thought I loved it, until she started singing. I've never heard such a beautiful voice. The way she sang made it seem effortless. It was cute. The song was cute. She was cute. After the song ended every one in the bar went ballistic. So would I, but I tried to be cool about it. Maka slowly came down to sit with us.
"You were great! I love it when you sing for me!" Black*Star stated proudly.
"You're hallucinating if you think that it was for you. Get of the drugs Black*Star!" Maka retaliated. Everyone smiled except Black*Star, who made an over-dramatic pouty face. "You must be Soul. I'm Maka." She held out her hand to greet me. Now's my chance make her start to fall for me.
"Hi!" I grab hold of her hand and pull her in close, with my hand around her waist. "How are you?" I try to say seductively.
"I'm doing good." She replies. It's working. "Or I was, that is." Before I got a change to even look at her, a book came flying out of nowhere. The spine hit like a tons of bricks.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" My head was spinning. Why did that hurt SO much. What was her problem? Usually that works on girls. A stunned look spread across my face. Hmm... Interesting.
"Tip: Don't do THAT." She whispers in my ear. She's so annoyed. This may be harder than I though. But I'll admit, her breath against my ear was warm...and...nice.
"HAHA. Stunned Soul? First girl to ever do THAT I guess." Black*Star said.
"Shut. Up." This isn't over. This is just the beginning. I WILL make that girl fall for me. Now it's a challenge. Cool guys like me need a pretty girl like that. Don't they?
