My Treasure- An Argument that will never be forgotten

Maka made her way home bags in her right hand and her left. While she was out picking up her fathers 'toys' he decided that he needed more than just that, he needed a lot of play thing for him and his little friend he had back at their home.

forget. It's not like Maka was as young as she looked, and besides she was eighteen years old. A very fair height around maybe a B-cup and not bigger than that, but still she was happy the way she looked. If only she didn't have to be a some what made to her lazy ass father.

The cold breeze outside seemed to be getting worst by the second. She keep on thinking to herself why she just didn't take the car to the store with her. Wait, she remembers why...because her and her father would do nothing more but to get into an argument on who pays for the car and the person who doesn't pay for the car can't drive it.

Which is her unfortunately.

She was closing in on her house something was telling her to just walk away and don't bother coming back, but that was a very hard decision for her to make. What would she do if she did leave the house? She had no place to stay, and she couldn't bother Tsubaki and Blackstar considering they had enough to deal with.

The phone vibrated violently in her pocket and the only thing she could think of was what her father needed now. Transferring the bag on her right with the one on her left she took out the phone. It read that she a message, pressing the button a message appeared.

Where the hell are you? My throbbing erection won't hold!

-Dad

What was his problem and what was she reading? Maka's throat went dry reading what her father sent her, she hesitated, but didn't know why pressing the delete button and continued walking until she reached her house.

It's one thing that he's a total jerk to her most of the time, its another thing when he text her about his personal business, but it's not like it was ever a secret. He would leave home early on the morning and wouldn't come back until late at night. When he did return from his unknown adventure.

There would be a women hanging and laughing on his arm every time. The women wouldn't be the same one, they were all different. Pulling out her spare keys she unlocked the door stepping inside, she could hear screaming from upstairs.

"Kill me now," She grumbled under her breath, sorting out the stuff from the store and keeping his play items all in the same bag. She walked up the stairs and knocked on the door waiting for him to answer. She could hear him curse under his breath and stomping towards the door, before flinging it open and giving her a cold stare.

"Here." The words were simple, quick and fast she wasn't going to waste her time there. She had other important things to get back to if him and his little friend would let her do it in peace. She handed him the bag and immediately turned her heels on him.

She didn't hear the door shut behind him, which means."Maka." His voice sounded really irritated which was not good news for her, but being the respectful girl she is she turned around and gave him a fake smile."What?" Was all that came out of her mouth.

"Where do you think your going now?" He questioned her. What was this a cop interrogation or something? What is it that he could possibly want from her this time? She already gave him what he needed."I was going to go read now..." She muttered under her breath not knowing what his response would be.

"That's all you ever do you know, read this, read that!" He yelled making her flinch a bit. Something about him was off and when she says off she means way off. Maka studied her father's features a little, hearing another voice behind him."Come play with me Spirit, you know it's rude to keep a lady waiting." She cooed, holding a beer bottle in one of her hands.

He was wasted she thought to herself giving out a loud sigh. She hated it when he got like that, he would pick the most dumbest fights with her.
"Maka, no reading tonight, go right to bed!" He ordered, she only gave him a blank look before placing her hands on her hips.

"Pap you obviously don't know what your talking about! Your drunk!" She retorted, giving him a glare. She knows him, they would get into a big fight tonight and then tomorrow he would forget all about it."I'm tired of your fucking cocky attitude!" He snarled, making his little friend laugh at his anger that he couldn't seem to control.

"I want you out of my house, and don't fucking come back!" Maka's eyes widened, he had really lost it now. What could she possibly say now? Without coming back with a cocky response or retort, she went right to her room and gathered up her things with no more words. Once she was all packed up she walked right pass her father and that lady and right towards the front door.

"Wait Maka...I didn't mean it. You have to say here!" He called from the top of the stairs. She turned around for a brief second before turning her gaze back towards the door and placing her hand on the knob."It doesn't matter..." She trailed opening the front door."Maka if you step one foot out of this house your done for!" He screamed getting wild and crazy again.

"This argument will never be forgotten you know," She trailed again, looking at her father who was about to chase after her in his underwear. He gazed at her ans didn't dare look away."Just remember Papa, you kicked me out...and for that I thank you." She snickered."What the hell do you mean by that, you don't make any damn sense!" He growled.

"I can finally leave this shit hole." She smirked slamming the door behind her.

Updated! :3 You should know this story wont be long! :D

Maka: We noticed not many of you are fond of our Intertwined Spirits and Soul's.

Soul: Should we remove it?

Soulkitten: Or keep it up?

Maka; It's up to you kittens...or maybe something I should add?

Soul: Let her know!

Soulkitten: Till next time kittens!