Soul Eater Angst Week #3 - "Haunting Melody" - Whiskey Lullaby by Brad Paisley and Alison Krauss
The melody Soul never thought he'd hear again always sought him out when he was least prepared for it (not that he was ever fucking ready for it anyway).
At first, it would only sneak upon him in places with close ties to her. A few stray notes would drift to him when he'd pass by the library at Shibusen, or when he'd walk through the training forest behind the school. He would daydream in classes he didn't really have to be at due to his Death Scythe status, and he'd swear he would catch a couple bars of her song as if she were still right next to him.
Then it started following him no matter where he went. Her melody would float through his ears as he rocketed ninety miles an hour on the highway. It would catch up to him while he was Kid's goddamn arm candy at witch conventions. It didn't matter where the hell he was, she - or the song of her soul, at least - would be there too.
He wondered if it was the black blood acting up, the insanity making him hear things he wanted to hear. He was torn between wishing for it to end and never wanting it to stop, because god, he missed it. He missed her, in all her pigtailed, viridian eyed, book wielding glory. But she was gone, and yet her melody stayed to haunt him, hitting him like a goddamned freight train every time the bittersweet music wormed its way through his defenses.
Well, he was always a fucking glutton for suffering, anyway.