First, I'd like to thank TheSilverBloodAlchemist for looking at my story. It made my day :) (Ps. I did click my clicky pen 140 times)
So, here's My very long (seventeen pages) chapter two. Sorry for a few spelling mistakes and whatnot. I really try my best, but sometimes my eyes skim over small things. And sometimes I really don't know what to write but I make myself and then it comes out all funny. Then there are times where my keyboard doesn't catch letters and then it goes wacky... ugh I'll stop boring you.
I do not own Soul Eater. I wish I did. Wait, no scratch that. I don't. It sounds like a lot of hard work.
Maka groaned and rolled onto her stomach, burrying her face into the softness of her pillow. The oh so fluffy pillow...
"Maka -chan!" Blair dug her nails into the small girl's skin. She shot up with a yelp, throwing Blair off the bed.
"Blair that hurt!" she yelled at the cat. Blair only blinked and trotted out of the room, her work done.
Maka growled and rubbed her arm, where now there was a cut and claw marks. She got up and grabbed her usual school clothes from her dresser. She glanced at her clock. 6 am. She sighed and made her way to the bathroom. She stripped and turned the water on, hopping in before she fell asleep again. Cleaning out all of the dirt from her body and hair, Maka dried off and slipped into her clothes. Before Soul could come and steal the bathroom, she tied her hair in two pigtails.
She opened the door and trotted down the hall and into the kitchen. She decided to make pan cakes for breakfast, already getting out the eggs and flour. She hummed while she cooked, like any other day. Soul would get up soon, come eat, then get ready. After, they would ride over to the Academy and go through another day of school. She flipped the pancakes as she thought about what to do after school, until the remembrance of the witch came into view. She almost flipped the pancake onto Blair's head when the thought just popped up.
Maka sighed, taking the pancakes and putting them onto two plates. She took the plates and set them at the table, slapping butter and syrup on both.
"What's wrong, Maka-chan?" Blair asked while the stressed meister got some sushi out of the fridge for the cat.
"Nothing. Just a few things on my mind, that's all." Maka gave her a wide smile. Blair just shrugged and pounced on the sushi. Maka glanced at the clock, almost screaming as she noticed it was quarter to seven.
"Soul!" she screamed, racing for his door. She knocked hard on his door, remembering the last time she just barged in. He had been changing and Maka had interupted him, about to take off his underwear. She had instantly backed out of his room when she saw him practically naked.
Soul's grumbled voice drifted through the door. "Yeah, I know Maka. I'll be out in a minute."
She nodded, forgetting that he couldn't see her, and ran to get her shoes on. Then she put away her food. She was afraid that if she put Soul's food away he'd get mad, so she just shoved the pancakes in a plastic bag, knowing he'd eat them later durring class or something.
Maka went to go get her coat, knowing it was most likely chilly. She zoomed and got a light pink jacket from her room, throwing it on as fast as she could. Yelling at Soul to hurry his ass up, she grabbed her bag.
Soul emerged from his bedroom, wearing his usual outfit for school. Maka waved for him to come to her. He walked up to her, his bag on one shoulder. She thrust the bag of pancakes into his hand, then ran out the door. Soul followed closely after grabbing his motorcycle keys.
He ran a hand through his spikey hair. "Same routine everyday..." he muttered.
"No. I'm not going to wake up," Thyce grumbled.
Slash growled again as he tried to get his lazy partner up and get ready for their day. "Get up," he repeated for the third time.
"Make me," she mumbled into the blankets. He sighed. He didn't want to do this...
He picked her up from the bed, not breaking a sweat. She was awefully light and this wasn't the first time he'd done this. He could see her blue thong sticking out of the shirt, but he quickly shook his head of any thoughts that his mind ventured into. No way was he making that mistake again.
He carried the squirming meister over to the bathtub that he had already filled up for her. He smirked as her eye cracked open slightly, then both wide open as she struggled against him, knowing what was coming and trying to get out of his arms.
"No! Slash! I'm awake! Just don't- AHHHHHH!" she screamed as he dropped her into the tub. There was a big splash, but somehow Slash didn't get wet. Thyce emerged from the bubbles, gasping for air. She glared at her weapon. He only smiled.
"Oh good, you're awake."
She growled and got herself out of the tub. "Just go get me a towel and some clothes." She pointed to the door, and Slash obeyed.
When he came back with her usual battle outfit (A pair of fishnets of different lengths, a black skirt that was longer in the back, a leather belt with a purple gem, a small light pink and black corset that stopped just a bit below her breasts, and blood red boots with a matching fingerless glove worn on her right hand) Thyce was pulling off her shirt. She honestly didn't care if her partner saw her bra, and she wasn't faced away from him so he couldn't see her rump either.
This was usually how their mornings went. She refused to get up, he brought her to the tub, (either in or out of it) brought her clothes for her, and after they went to go get a muffin or coffee. But today they got to go somewhere new. They had a mission to take care of.
Slash was only slightly dazed by the practically naked woman in front of him. It's not like he wasn't used to this. He handed her the clothes and towel, she barely mumbled a thank you, and he walked out. He was always an early riser, getting up without a problem. His meister was a bit harder. You had to litteraly drag her out of bed, then practically shove her into the shower.
He walked over to their messenger bags, making sure they had everything they needed. Thyce always took long showers and never had time to pack up anything. She was not really a morning person, and he couldn't stand to stay up to late. He quietly went through the contents of the dark red bag with a simple purple guitar on the front. Books, notebooks, pens, tampons, a bottle of perfume, first aid kit, and her potions. Seemed like nothing was missing, so he moved on to his black bag with a scythe on the front. Pretty much the same thing, minus the perfume and tampons.
Slash grabbed both of their jackets and threw them on the tangled mess of a bed. Slipping on his sneakers he knocked on the bathrrom door.
"Almost done, Lazy?"
"Just about, Cuddles."
Thyce was just finishing putting her thigh high fish net on her leg. One was up to her thigh, one went to her knee. She took a few of her long strands and knotted them over the shorter hairs. She was just slipping on her shoes when Slash called in if she was ready. He used her nickname so she decided to use his. She had named him that when she found a picture of him when he was little, cuddling a teddy bear. He hated when she mocked him with it, but she hated being called Lazy.
She opened the bathroom door and walked over to where her leather jacket was. She pulled it on and grabbed her bag. She didn't even bother checking it anymore. Slash always did for her. It was amazing how dependant she became on him.
Thyce reached into her pocket for the thing that could always brighten her day. It was a leather bracelet with purple gems on it, like on his belt that he always wore. They had made them for each other, when they had first met. It was when they had decided to become partners. She smiled at the memory before adjusting in to her wrist's size. Her favorite color was purple, and it helped emensly that her weapon was puple, too. He used to be black, but when he started being her partner it gradually changed, for reasons only known by him.
When she was all ready Thyce turned to Slash, who was waiting quietly by the door.
"We ready to go?" he asked. She nodded.
"Can we stop by that cafe place for coffee?" she yawned, stretching out her gloved arm.
He laughed. "We're already a half an hour late. I think after attacking some of their students, we should get there as quickly as we can."
She pouted for a minute before sighing. "Fine, no coffee. I'll just sleep through their boring classes. I doubt they have anything new to teach me." He snorted.
"It was your idea Lazy."
"Don't make me post up embaressing pictures of you on your first day."
"I got embaressing ones of you to."
"Damn."
They walked out of the door that way, walking to the Shibusen. They had no idea of how people would react, but they didn't care. They'd been on their own for too long. Now they were in alliance with Lord Death, and were a great aspect to the school. They just needed to stop being so independant.
Liz gasped. "Ok, so there's another witch!" Maka nodded slowly, disappointed that she couldn't kill the damn girl. Liz turned to Kidd. "And Lord Death isn't doing anything about it?"
"As far as I know." Kidd suddenly turned to Maka, who had her head hung low. "Maka, how strong was the witch? A major or minor threat?"
Before Maka could answer, a figure streaked across the room. "NYAHAHA! OF COURSE IT'S A MINOR THREAT, BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS MINOR TO A GOD LIKE ME!" Black Star shouted, his finger pointed towards the sky. "I KILLED THE KISHIN, FOR MY SAKE!"
Maka shot her head up, glaring at the blue haired ninja. "I KILLED THE KISHIN YOU BLUE HAIRED DOPE!" she screeched at him. That was what she had done only six months ago. Black Star continued to gloat about how his battle with the kishin ended with that vile thing dead, but when he went and said that he killed that damn thing was when Maka really got pissed. He was knocked out!
"Oh yeah."
"Okay, back to the witch," Kidd said in a stern tone. "Major. Or minor."
Maka sighed. "Well, considering it's a witch with a weapon, that magnifies her powers by about ten. And it looked like she had the power of bat, but she really radiated power, so I'm not quiet sure that's all she has. Then her weapon...I'm pretty sure he has more talent too. But the witch didn't seem all that concerned with her soul being out in the open. She just seemed really pissed at Soul."
She twirled to her partner, who was trying to shut Black Star up about beating the freaking Kishin. "What the hell did you do to piss that witch off?"
Soul turned his attention to Maka, wondering why she would assume he did something. "I did nothing! They just seemed funny, so I looked at the two for a while. That is it."
Maka's eyes narrowed. "Liar! What the hell did you do!"
"Nothing!"
"Stop lying to me!"
"I did absolutely nothing! But I did notice that they looked about our age." He smirked, looking Maka dead in the eye. "And she did have bigger tits than you."
"MAKA-CHOP!"
"OW! DAMMIT MAKA! WHERE THE HELL DO YOU GET ALL THESE BOOKS FROM?"
"I told you, it's a secret!"
"Just shut UP!" someone screamed. They all whipped their heads to Liz, who was screaming her head off. "We have a witch running amuck and you two are FIGHTING over Maka's BREASTS!"
Maka's cheeks burned red, (me: Don't you think Thyce is jealous?) and Soul had also shut up.
"GIRRAFFE!" Patty sang as she played with her oragami giraffe.
"But Lord Death already said there was nothing wrong..." Tsumbaki said quietly from her chair.
"Yeah, and he also said Arachnephobia wasn't a threat. What does he know?" Black Star said.
Maka sighed, knowing that if she trusted her instinct she might get in deeper than she wanted into the whole kishin reborn thing. But if she didn't she could be blind to the situation.
"Well," Kidd said next to her, "We will just have to investigate further. I shall go speak to father again." He paled when he saw a crooked painting on the wall. "Right after I go fix that painting." He rushed off to the picture and straightened it, Then muttering something about all of the other paintings. Everyone could only watch.
When Kidd did get to the Death Room, all the paintings had been realigned to their perfect symmetry. He walked in, clearly pleased with himself, when he noticed that his father was not alone. There was a somewhat short blonde girl with a tall dark haired male by her side. Both looked ready for any threat that walked up to them, but these weren't students at the Academy. Kidd was about to leave when he saw what the girl was wearing.
His eye twitched as he desperately tried not to rush up and fix the fact that she was the complete oposite of symmetry. He turned slowly to the door. But his tendencies took the best of him.
He ran up to the girl and watched her shocked expression. He grabbed one of her legs, causing the girl to fall on her butt.
"W-what?" she cried out as Kidd pulled down the fishnet that was up to her thigh to her knee to match the other one.
"YOUR SYMMETRY IS ALL OFF!" he whined. "YOUR RIGHT HAND HAS A GLOVE AND AN ASSORTMENT OF BRACELETS, BUT THE LEFT ONE DOESN'T! FIX IT! FIX IT NOW!"
He fell to the ground, his butt in the air , as he pounded the floor. "FIX IT! I'M BEGGING YOU, FIX IT!" he grabbed towards the leather bracelet, determined to get the asymmetrical thing off her wrist.
Thyce kicked him in the face as the strange kid grabbed at her bracelet. "STAY OFFA ME YOU FREAKY KID!" Slash was already by her side, ready to transform on her command. "Slash! Guitar!" The boy nodded, forming himself into a purple electric guitar. He needed no amp, for he ran off his meister's power.
She shredded a few beautiful notes, but when the tune hit the kid with the funny hair's ears, he screcched and fell backwards, hit by the true, soul shredding meaning of them. It shut him up for a while, so Thyce was pleased. "Clear," She whispered to her weapon. He instantly went back into human form.
"Very...interesting," Lord Death said, cocking his head to the right as the young witch hit Kidd with her wavelength through the demon guitar.
Kidd's eyes widened as he felt the waves hit him. They belonged to...to a...
"WITCH!"
Kidd got to his feet, ready to lunge on the witch that was in front of him.
"Oh, yes, Kidd, that's Thyce. She and Slash have just enrolled!"
"W-w-what?" Kidd stuttered, watching as the girl pulled her fishnet back to it's original place. "But she's a witch!"
"And so is Kim," The reaper pointed out.
"But she attacked Maka and Soul!" Kidd protested again. Slash looked at the boy with an icy glare.
"Accidents happen!"
"She attacked me!"
"You and your symmetry attacked her."
"..."
Kidd was dumbfounded as this witch raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for his response. "Father, why are they here?" Kidd had gone back to normal, but was still pretty much stupified.
"Ah, well, that's a long story Kidd. Maybe they'll tell you someday. But, as of today, they are students here at the Academy and you will not harm them."
"And dont you EVER grab my leg again!" Thyce shouted at Kidd. She pointed a finger at her partner. "Or I will have Slash tear you to peaces."
Slash laughed. "I think you know how to do that on your own, Thyce."
"Probably," she admitted.
Kidd stopped looking at her asymetrical ways and looked her in the face. She was, in his eyes, kind of pretty. No, don't think that, Kidd. She is a witch and she always will be one. Kim still uses her powers,too, therefore a witch.
Thyce turned her attention back to Lord Death. "Is there anything else you wanted us to do Lord Death?" she asked, eager to accept another mission.
"Yes, please do try to be more on time from now on. Oh, and do not to kill my students."
Kidd just stood and stared. His father had willingly let in another witch who had attacked his friends. He had really gone mad. What if they were working with the Arachnephobea rebuild? he needed to know why they were here. And he would find out.
Slash was starting to leave, so Thyce elbowed him in his gut. "What?" he snapped at her. She wasn't at all worried.
"We haven't been dismissed yet, moron."
Lord Death spoke up. "No, no! Go, learn! I'll call you in if I need you!"
Thyce nodded and turned around. Slash followed close behind her, if only to make sure no one attacked her. He knew how these people were about witches, and after the episode with the freaky kid... He couldn't take any chances. True, there were other witches in the school, like this Kim he kept hearing about. But usually witches that worked once with Arachnephobia weren't favored.
They both emerged from the Death Room. They were greeted by strange looks from students, but they only got glares from Slash in return. Most of them would instantly look away, but some would just glare right back. Luckily Thyce only looked at the ground and let Slash guide her to their class.
No one dared to walk up to the two, but a lot of them gave them threats. Thyce knew this woulde happen. That because of her heritage, they all would hate her. But it didn't matter. She was here to add alliance to Shibusen, not here to be social. The one and only person she fully trusted was Slash. She didn't need any other friends. Her weapon was enough.
When they reached the door for their first class, both stopped and turned to each other.
"Don't you feel those wavelengthhs?" Thyce asked, worried.
"Yeah, a whole bunch of them. These students have some pretty strong souls."
"We better go in there. I'm pretty sure some of those students can feel us outside the door."
Slash nodded before opening the door, quietly as possible. Everyone turned their heads to the two who just walked in, except the old man with crazy stitches in the front of the class. He was hunched over a poor innocent cat, who was lying dead all cut up. Thyce grabbed her chest in pain at the sight of the poor creature. It didn't help that she had connections with cats. But the man simply continued to go through the different parts of the cat, picking through the blood. tears threatened Thyce's eyes as the pain grew larger.
Slash could feel his meister on the verge of tears. He put his hand on her shoulder and walked her over the the rows of seats. Everyone one watched their every move. Especially a certain ash-blonde girl and her weapon. Slash recognized them as the two he had fought, who had tried to kill Thyce. His eyes narrowed as he sat down in an empty seat, Thyce right next to him. (me:for those of you who get distracted easily by tiny things, yes the dorr was shut again.)
"Nice of you to join us, Thyce and Slash. But next time you're late for my class you get detention." The white haired man said, not even looking at them. Neither Slash or Thyce cared much if they got detention. Well, maybe Thyce cared a little, but that's only because she always got good grades and she really didn't want to get kicked out.
Maka stared with dibelief as the two walked in. The two that had attacked her and Soul. She could feel their gaurded wavelengths as they sat in the closest seats to the door. Why the hell were they here! She felt Soul get tense. So he had been paying attention to class. That was good. But that didn't solve the fact that there was a witch in her class.
And how the hell did Stein know who they were?
Maka stopped in her thoughts as she saw a small tear escape from the girl's eyes. She wondered why the witch was crying. Besides, It wasn't like there was much to cry about. She followed the girl's gaze and saw it firmly set on the kitten Stein was dissecting. Oh, Maka thought, realization dawning on her, she must like cats.
Slash wiped the tear from Thyce's face, his dark green eyes roving around the room to whoever was staring. Everyone except the two they fought along with a japanese girl, a blue haired boy, and two blondes had looked glared at them, but none of them budged. Slash could feel their souls on full alert. Thyce would have too if she wasn't sulking over the dead cat.
The bell rung right as The teacher was about to chop the dead body in half. He sighed, putting down the knife. Everyone shuffled out of the classroom, most likely trying to get away from Thyce and Slash. But the small group of six took their time, getting up at their own pace. Thyce rose to her feet and walked calmly to the door, determined to get to her next class. Her partner soon came up n step behind her, once again going into bodygaurd mode. They disappeared through the door, leaving the room full of hate.
Maka watched as the two left the room, silent and moving slowly. Suddenly an idea flew through her mind, making her fly towards the door. She needed to know why they were here, and if they were safe enough to be inside the school, they should be safe to talk to. She ran through the door, ignoring her friends' shouts, and caught up to the two who were going to Marie's classroom. She tapped the boy's shoulder, causing him to turn vicously on her.
His arm was already in a blade form, ready to attack whoever wanted to get to him. Maka's eyes widened before he realized she wasn't a threat. His arm instantly went to it's original form, while his other stopped his meister. The witch turned around to face what he was looking at, but Maka was already talking.
"Meet me outside after school. I need to talk to you two." Then she skipped off in the direction of her confused friends, her red skirt swishing back and forth.
Thyce stared blankly at the skipping girl. She turned to Slash, her head cocked to the side. "What the hell just happened?" she asked.
He simply shrugged. "No clue. Could have sworn that girl wanted to kill us just yesterday."
She yawned. "Let's just get to class. I don't want to be threatened with another detention."
They walked on from class to class, recieving many hard stares and threats. But the two didn't find much use in fighting them. It would only result in being kicked back out on their own again. The silent pair, defeating all the threats that came towards them. How they used to be, before the witches started threatening to kill their families. But all they had been after was Thyce's power.
On their way out of the school, Thyce and Slash were talking about if they should look for the small blonde or just go home. Slash's arm was around her shoulders, her head leaning on his shoulder.
"Ok, but if we go home, we might miss a chance to make some friends. You know, people who don't want to gut us?" Slash tried to reason with her. Thyce had just voted to go home, so much like her.
She simply rolled her eyes. "But then I don't get to-" she yawned, "sleep." She looked up into his eyes. "And besides, I don't need any more friends. I got you." She smiled up at him, her teeth showing.
He raised an eyebrow at her. "You sleep to much. And you need to learn how to make more friends." He sighed. "And so do I."
Thyce laughed. She yawned once again before shutting her eyes. "Night," She stated.
Slash's eyes widened and he pulled back a little. "Don't go to sleep yet! I don't feel like carrying you all the way back to the hotel!" he whined.
She smiled and opened an eye. "Than get a damn car like I told you to almost a year ago."
He glared at her as she closed her eye once again. "You spent that money on your phone, remember?"
"...Oh yeah..." Then she opened both her eyes at drew her head off his shoulder. "But the phone wasn't that expensive! we have to have enough money by now..."
He sighed. "No, the phone wasn't that expensive. But the internet, constant apps you get, and unlimited texting you don't even use, usually raises the price."
"Oh."
He looked at her quizzicaly. "So, make your decision. Go meet up with this girl or you can go take another nap like the lazy ass you are."
She thwacked (YES IT IS A WORD!) him in the face before stating her decision. "Fine. I'll go see what the meister wants." They walked down they very many stairs while looking for the perky yet deadly blonde. Several heads caught their eye, but none were the girl that had adressed them. Eventually Thyce sighed out in frustration.
"Well, she is obviously not coming. Now lets go get something to eat. I'm hungry." She tugged on her weapons arm, trying to get the boy to follow her. When he didn't move, she tugged harder. Still no movement. She turned her head to him sharply, already whipping out her anger.
"Not only are you going to defy my sleep, but my hunger t-" she was cut off by a hand backhanding her in the face. "Ow! What the Hell, Slash! You can't just go and hit me in the fa-"
"She's coming over here, stupid." he grumbled under his breath. Thyce straightened, getting ready if the young girl attacked. But she looked so innocent in her little skirt and that sweater vest, cute little pig tails... NO! Looks are decieving. You should know that more than anyone.
Maka strode over to the witch and her partner. She needed to know why they were in death city. They couldn't be working undercover, considering they openly lay out their souls. And they couldn't be a big threat because they had gone to her classes. But why would a powerfull witch like herself want to come to the Academy.
True, Soul had strongly dissagreed that she should go alone, Maka had simply waved him off. Of course that had only led to Soul pinning her down, telling her that if he couldn't go, she couldn't either. She had agreed to let him come, only if he didn't freak out and attack them. Now he was about a foot behind her, walking in silence.
She neared closer to the two, her face lighting into a smile. She decided she would try to get on their good side. both of them looked at her as if she grew two heads.
She went right up to them, going against Soul who was trying to keep her held at a distance, and thrust out her hand. Both of them flinched at what they probably assumed was an attack. She almost laughed as the boy slowly went to shake her hand, his eyes watching Maka. When his hand was firmly in hers, She shook it up and down.
"I don't think we've had a chance to formally introduce ourselves. My name is Maka Albarn." she gestured towards Soul, who had his eyes narrowed at the two. She didn't trust them much either, but at the moment their souls seemed harmless. The girl wasn't even using Soul Protect. "And this here is Soul Eater Evans, my weapon."
The boy only spared Soul a glance before smiling slightly. "My name Is Slash Peters, and this is my meister Thyce Levee. Nice to meet you Maka." He broke the handshake, grinning now. The girl, whose name was apparently Thyce, didn't smile. She just looked at Soul cautiously.
"Is there a reason you wanted to talk to us? Cause we're kinda busy," Thyce muttered, going to look at the ground.
Slash snorted. "Thyce, you were just going to sleep. Not very special." She glared at him. He whispered something in her ear, causing her to glare harder before sighing, smiling faintly at Maka.
"Sorry, I have a bad tendancy to scare people away. But anyway, do you wanna go get some coffee or something? Talk about whatever it is you wanted to talk about?" She said sheepishly. Maka could defenately tell now that they weren't a big threat. Thyce seemed so shy, and even her soul was screaming for help.
Maka opened her mouth to talk, but Soul beat her to it. "No, we better just get to the point right now. Can't risk walking into a trap," he smirked at the girl. Maka felt the anger rise in the air.
Thyce glared at Soul before matching his leer. "Maybe you should pay more attention to your meister's soul. You would be able to tell that she trusts us." Maka bludhed, realizing that this witch has really good soul perception. "Oh, and that she's about to-"
"MAKA-CHOP!"
"OW! MAKAAAA!"
"Don't be rude, Soul! It's not cool!" Soul's eyes snapped to his partner.
"Not cool? I'll tell you what's not cool, assosciating with witches!" He shouted at her.
"What about Kim?"
"Kim's different!"
"How?"
"She didn't try to kill us!"
Thyce watched with her eyebrows raised as the two fought. Well, they obviously weren't intending to attack, so she guessed that was good. But those two really fought. If these two wanted to be friends, they would make quiet amusing people to hang out with. She looked to the body standing closely next to her. Even Slash was shocked to see how those two fought.
"I-Is that normal? For weapons and meisters to...fight like that?" she asked her weapon.
"Uhhhhhhh."
The two stopped trying to strangle each other and looked at the awed pair. Both quickly got to their feet and stopped shouting. "Um, sorry," Maka mumbled, her cheeks burning with crimson. Thyce felt a pang go through her as she yet again remembered that her body didn't allow her cheeks to color.
"N-no problem. So is that, uh, a yes or no to the coffee." Thyce mumbled.
Maka looked up, her green eyes suprised. "Oh, yeah sure. I know this awesome place. Here, just meet me at this address," she scribbled something on a tiny peace of paper and handed it to Slash. "Meet us here in say, ten?"
Slash nodded. "Sure." Maka nodded enthuisiastically before nudging Soul to follow her in the opposite dirrection. Thyce stared as they walked away.
"Ok, why are we letting them talk to us? They're clearly not a threat." she asked her partner.
"They're a possibility for friends, Thyce. We need some new people in our life. And they don't want to kill us, so..." He smiled down at Thyce.
"Well, I guess you and that Soul Eater guy will have some stuff to talk about. You're both scythes, I mean." They started walking in the direction of the city, going to the place thay were to meet Maka.
"I doubt that he's as powerfull. Interesting blade, though."
"Can I just run ahead of you?"
"Only if you use your feet and not your paws."
"Can I fly?"
"If you want me to bring out the net again."
"You're no fun. You won't let me run on my kitty legs, you won't let me fly there, and you'll probably refuse to me using Flutter Wings to get there."
"No magick. You'll get even more tired." He chuckled as she punched him in the shoulder. Suddenly a motorcyle flew by the two, swooshing Thyce's skirt up. Her neck heated and she frantically tried to push down her skirt. "I saw your thong again," he smirked.
"Pervert," she threw back at him.
"Then start wearing longer skirts," he replied easily.
"As soon as you let me go shopping again," she scowled at him, tugging down her skirt further.
He raised his hands in defense. "Hey, I gave you the money. You just spent it on shoes and rediculous lacy bras."
"Hey! Didn't I tell you not to go through my clothes anymore!" She spun to meet him, her blue eyes blazing with anger. She was trying to hide her neck and shoulders, but Slash could see them turning red.
He shrugged and kept on walking. "Couldn't help it. Now come on," He pulled on her arm.
Maka hit her companian on the head with a book. "Was that nessescary?" She shouted over the motorcycle's engine. They started to slow down, just as they got past Thyce and Slash.
Soul shrugged. "Yeah, it kind of was. I don't trust them, and I love to mess with people." Maka couldn't see his face, but she could tell he was smirking.
"Well I do trust them! You didn't feel their souls. Sure, they didn't seem innocent, but it was weird. Thyce didn't put up soul protect, and Slash wasn't gaurding his soul, either. If they were planning something, I would be able to sense it."
She wrapped her arms tighter around Soul's waist as he sped up again. Who was she kidding? Soul still sometimes didn't trust even Kim. There would be no way he would trust another wtch, especially with the encounters with Arachnephobia and Medusa...
Soul squirmed a little under her grip on him. Maka was ripped from her thoughts when she realized how close she had been. Blushing, she let her grip loosen. "S-sorry," she mumbled.
The bike slowed drastically while pullng onto the side of the street. Maka swung her feet off to the side and hopped off, Soul following pursuit. They walked into the small cafe. Maka took in her surroundings before plopping into one of the small beanbag chairs. The coffee table in front of her had coasters to put drinks on.
She decided not to talk to Soul. He was obviously not going to trust Maka's jusdgement. So, he wouldn't be part of this conversations. She could handle this. She was one of the strongest students at Shibusen. She didn't need Soul to help her, especially if he was going to make threats and piss off Thyce again. Plus, there was the matter of the butterflies she got on from being close to Soul...
The bells on the door jangled a few times, indicating someone's arrival. In walked the two she was waiting for, their eyes settling on her and Soul. She smiled slightly and motioned them over. They sat, but their eyes never left the two across them. Maka felt her smile falter as the silence grew. She felt like saying something, but the expression on Thyce's face was dangerous. She had her soul still layed out, but it was on alert. Slash didn't seem as alert, more friendly. But not completely trustworthy. She couldn't blame them.
Thyce was staring right at Maka. The witch was most likely reading her soul, again. When she finally let her smile dropped, Thyce propped her legs on the coffee table and crossed her arms. She didn't talk to Maka, but she did talk to her weapon.
"Go get me something to eat, Slash. You made me miss breakfast." Then she turned back to stare at Maka. Maka couldn't help but grimace as her soul gave off funny waves. Thyce seemed to notice this and smiled evilly. "You're nervous, Maka. Almost scared. You don't know whether or not to be scared or glad that I haven't spoken yet." Her head whipped to Soul just as Maka's face flushed. "And you, Soul, are just worried I'm going to hurt your meister." She paused for a moment before grinning like mad. "Is that love I sense?" Soul's cheeks heated and Thyce continued. "It is, isn't it! Hmmm, you two are very interesting. Anyway, Maka, I do believe you have questions to ask me."
Maka snapped back to reality as she heard the last phrase. Questions? Oh right! She needed to ask why she was here, and what she wanted with Shibusen. "Uh, yes. I mean, I just wanted to talk. And with the whole incident yesterday..."
Thyce seemed to blush, but no heat rose to her cheeks. Had she caught her off gaurd? "Oh, well, I'm sorry about that. But Slash and I have heard a lot about some meisters and weapons that have gone to work on their own, or with the Arachnephobia Rebuild. And we couldn't take the chance. What else?" Slash came back and gave her a muffin, plopping his own in his mouth. He sat down, also waiting for a question.
"Maka swallowed. "Well, I was wondering if you could tell me a little about yourselves." With the raised eyebrow she got from Thyce, she hurried on. "Like, where are you from, how'd you get here, why you came to Shibusen..."
Thyce listened to the girl's questions wearily. She was sending off waves of faerlessness and fierceness, but that was only to hide the terror she always felt. "So, you basically want to know about our...past?" she choked out the last word, but tried so desperately not to. Slash tensed up a bit beside her, and she thought she saw him shift closer to her on the couch.
Maka nodded and confirmed with a "Yes." Thyce's throat closed up. She didn't like her past. She didn't like to talk about her past. She only wanted to think about the present and future. he past was the past. Another life. One that she didn't venture into much.
She could feel the tears well up in her eyes as she remembered all of the blood. The deep crimson that had stained her hands for life. Her mother screaming for her baby girl, her brother crying as the blade sliced through his stomach once again. Her father lying dead, her name on his lips. How the blood pooled around her feet while her family died on the ground, pleading for her to do something, anything, to save them. But she had only stared, her tears adding to the mix of blood. Thyce opened her eyes from the memory, trying to snap herself back to the present.
Maka was staring at her with confusion, Soul was on his feet, ready to attack, and Slash was shaking her. Her expression darkened as she turned to Maka. "Why should I trust you?" she said darkly to the peppy little girl. Maka jumped a little.
Thyce let her emotions shine through her exterior only for a moment, but Maka seemed to notice. Her face softened and her smile returned. She took Thyce's hand in hers and she jumped at the sudden contact. "You can trust me," she said quietly, "because I don't want to harm you. I only want to be your friend."
Thyce met her blue eyes with Maka's green orbs. They looked caring, and she couldn't sense danger coming from her soul. She...really meant it? The last time someone told her they wanted to be her 'friend' she had almost lost her weapon. Even more blood to scar her vision. Her fists clentched and her eyes widened. She would not let hat happen again. This is why she didn't make friends. They all eventually...die.
She stood abruptly and shouted. "I DON'T NEED FRIENDS! People who get close to me get hurt! It's just how it works!" Everyone's heads turned to the sudden outburst. Whispers and murmers erupted through the room. Thyce payed them no attention. She just ran out of the cafe, already planning on what to do.
Now if you actually read all that, you're probably wondering why I didn't put it into two chapters. But this is what happens when I get really bored. And I know that it's focused mainly on the two new characters- but that's because it entertains me. And I have no idea where I'm going with this story. Sooooo... Thanks for reading!
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