Are You Dead?
By: Bittersweet Laughters
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM.
Soul stayed still on his position for good 10 seconds. He took a deep breath and stood up wobbly. His face was as white as his hair and his hands were curled to a fist.
"Maka?" He spoke up as he unclenched his fist.
"Yes?" The girl in front of him nodded. She was wearing her trademark pigtails, and her white pearly gown (that she wore inside her coffin). She was pale, and Soul knew something wasn't quite right with her.
"We-weren't you supposed to be dead?" Soul clenched his fist again and backed an inch from her.
"Umm, well, I was, but Grim Reaper gave me a chance to get back to earth." Maka shrugged her shoulders and shifted her weight, though she was floating a few centimeters off the ground.
"Wait for a sec." Soul excused himself and closed the door. He sweated and breaths heavily. How come his dead best friend knocked his door and fucking spoke to him. He panted and sucked air as much as he could.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MEEEEE!?" He shouted from the top of his lungs. He hoped that Jesus heard his voice and fucking took back the girl that was in front of his door. He was more than happy to have his best friend back, but not with this way! Carefully, he twisted the doorknob and hoped from the very bottom of his heart that it was all just a hallucination.
"Oh , hey Soul! Can you please let me in?" It wasn't a hallucination. Maka was there, still with her pigtails and white dress. He closed the door again, panting hardly. She wasn't supposed to be there! He composed himself and collects bits and pieces of his cool persona. He opened the door slowly, accepting the fact that his soul mate's spirit was paying a visit.
"H-hi Maka, can you please tell me what crap is going on?" Soul faced his friend that is now cocking her head to the side.
After he let her in (she gave him some respect, though she could passed the door without opening it), he learned that she was sent back by Grim Reaper because she needed to straight down her unfinished business in earth. She didn't mention her business, but he let it be. It could be private. Grim Reaper gave her a week to do it. Soul didn't really believe about reapers and stuffs, but he chose to listen to her story.
"Soul, I can rely on you, right?" Maka moved closer to Soul, taking his hands in hers.
"Yeah, it's cool. I am your best friend, right?" Soul smirked and reassuringly squeezed her hands, though he didn't feel anything.
"Can you please accompany me for the next two weeks?" Maka looked at him. He searched her eyes but he gave up, she was persuading him. She left him no room for argument. He nodded silently, just to receive a relieved smile.
"Thank you, then we should be going, then!" Maka stood up cheerfully and dragged him with her.
"W-wait! Where are we going now! Maka!" He complained as the spirit dragged him by his collar.
"Outside, idiot!" She chuckled and passed through the door.
"Ouch! Maka! I am still a mortal!" Soul mocked when his head hit the door. She was forgetting his state as a human, not a spirit like her.
"Oops, my bad!" Maka went back to the house and giggled as her cheeks pinked.
Soul growled, but then his growl turned into a wide smile. He opened the door for the both of them. Her pink cheeks paid up for the hit.
After all, he loved her blush.
A/N: I'm not giving up yet, I will finish this story as soon as possible. I love those who read, favorite, and reviewed this story! Thank you for your support, I gladly appreciate all of them!
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