This is not what he had in mind at all, not only did Blackstars words suddenly make since to him yesterday. He has to hear the lectures of his brother. Wes really pissed him off sometimes, and ever single time he would open his mouth. Soul who had the feeling he would do anything just to get him to shut it.

His lectures were not helping, but according to Wes is would teach him to make better decisions. Why do he even bother to sit here and listen to him talk anyways.

He has the potential to just tell him to fuck off and walk away like the conversation never happened in the first place. He should of known his mother would bitch to Wes about him declining the marriage.

Which led to Wes, driving all the way from his business trip to come knocking on Soul's door to lecture him about his life and his problems that he needed to deal with on his own, and he doesn't need his stupid stuck up bother to help in anyway.

Still listening to Wes's ranting, Soul gave out a long moan and groan. Causing Wes to stop talking and look at Soul from the corner of his eye. He could tell he was annoyed with him now, but he didn't care. Nope didn't give two shits what he thought.

"Are you almost done talking yet, because I would really like to get back to what I was doing." Soul asked, in a dull voice. Wes straightened himself up, giving off a small snort.

"What were you doing exactly, besides laying on your ass and complaining about not having Maka in you arms?" He retorted, Soul shot a glare at his brother.

"Shut your mouth Wes, you don't know what your talking about!" Soul growled, his blood red crimson eyes fired up with nothing but anger now. Wes gazed at his brother's state and shook his head.

"This is what Iv'e been talking about, if you move on and find another you won't be as sensitive!" He lectured, Soul raised a brow, giving off a snicker.

"You think me marring some random chick I barley even know going to make me less sensitive? Fuck. Who said I was sensitive in the first place...so you can just shut your mouth Wes." He snapped.

"Why don't you just face up to the facts Soul, she's not coming back! She is with Kidd, there is no use waiting for someone who clearly doesn't want you little brother, marrying Blair will make your whole life change! Did you even bother to ask what she does?" He asked him, Soul only rolled his eyes.

"No, I didn't why should I? For all I know she might be some kind of stripper or something." He replied flat out. Wes groaned as he took in fist fulls of his own hair.

"You are infuriating! Fine, don't marry Blair, but if you keep you head in your ass for too long, you won't like what happens when you finally take it out!" He yelled, storming out of the room, Soul listened as the front door slammed. Indicating his brother was gone.

"The only time I stick my head in my ass is when your talking, when you stop only then I removed it." He smirked. Knowing Wes had probably went to bitch and moan to their father about him not being cooperative, this was only the start of the argument.

Maka was currently brushing her hair, thinking about a couple of things that crossed her mind lately. Things like the nice walk her and Kidd took together yesterday, the way he embraced her as they watched the ducks play in the pond.

The nice feast he took her out to after the walk. It was truly an amazing day yesterday. The nice events still danced around her head as she started to hum a tune that she hummed a lot.

But then stopped humming as well as brushing when she realized the tune she was humming. He played that for her when they were still together. When they would hand out, ever chance he got he would play when she asked. Kidd had people play music for her as well, but the problem was it didn't sound the same as:

His

His was different from the way Kidd's people played for her. His was the type of sound that nobody would want to her but her. His was the type that if she was to wake up in the screaming night, it would put her back to rest. His is what made her love him so much.

Was love the right word to describe her feeling's for him? She loved Kidd right? They were happy together, but why did she have to leave him? If she knew how much she missed his playing? Why would she leave knowing they wouldn't see each other again.

Why would she leave knowing he might be left with a broken heart? Then it all came back to her. She didn't leave because she wanted to. She left because she had to, her father was the one that made her leave.

He didn't think it would be a good idea for her and him to be together. He thought Kidd would be the perfect one for her. But the truth is, Kidd is a nice guy, never hurt her, never would do anything to make her unhappy.

But the truth is: She didn't love Kidd back, she loved another and that was him.

She gave out a small sigh as she started with the tune she was humming a while ago. Brushing her long blonde hair. Hearing the door creak open she could feel there was someone watching her, she turned only to come in contact with her golden eyed love. he gave her a warm smile, hands tucked in inside his pockets as he made his way over.

"Hello Maka, how are you doing this fine evening?" He asked her, she gave him a small smile, tuning back around without saying anything. Kidd looked at her a little concern."Maka my love are alright?" He asked her, placing a hand on her shoulder. She turned back around and gave him another smile that wasn't very convincing.

"I'm fine Kidd, why do you ask?" She questioned, slowly taking his hand away from her shoulder. Kidd looked at her giving her a shrug as he took a seat on the side of her where another chair was placed.

"I don't know, you seem very off and anti-social today. There must be something on your mind, because that's not my Maka." he smiled, she couldn't help to flinch at what he called her...his Maka? She only wanted to be his Maka.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be so anti-social I guess I just have a lot of things on my mind." She sighed, face palming herself in the head as she thought about the questions she had been asking herself earlier.

"And what might that be?" He asked, gazing at her his hands tucked under his chin, very amused. She turned her head to avoiding his gaze. There was no denying it. She was upset about something.

"It's just that I'm thinking of a good friend I left back at home." She smiled, letting the memory of him take over her. Which caused her to feel whole again. Kidd gave out a sigh, retracting his hands from his chin.

"The person your talking about is Soul, an I right," he asked her. Maka was a little shocked, but she slowly nodded her head. She wasn't going to lie she missed Soul very much and it pained her that she couldn't see him anymore, not only that but it worried her that he might of replaced her with another, but he never loved her like that right?

"I understand that you miss him Maka, I really do, but our parents instructions states that we are to be wedded." He reminded her, Maka nodded her head. That slipped her mind as well, she was to be wedded soon, to Kidd, but she wishes she could be married to him.

"I know that Kidd, but why are we forced to do such a thing. . .I mean were young and all," She whispered, standing up and headed towards her bed as she plopped on down. Kidd got up and sighed as he hovered over her giving her a glance.

"I don't know Maka, our parents think its the right thing for the both of us, they think this is something that may change our lives." he told her, sitting down next to her.

"I find it a very shitty excuse. . . " She muttered to herself as she turned over on her side. Tracing the cover lines with her fingers. Kidd nodded his head, as he was thinking about something himself.

"You don't love me, do you Maka." He sighed, Maka's eyes went wide which caused her to look at him. Wondering what got him to ask a question like that, his eyes were cast downwards.

"Kidd...I..." She trailed not saying anything more after that. She didn't know what to say. She loved Kidd, just not as much as she loved Soul. What would she tell him?

"I know you don't love me Maka," He stated giving out another sigh a she stood up."Because you love Soul...and I'm alright with that because I also love another girl as well." He muttered. Maka sat up on the bed.

"The one you are talking about is Liz right?" Maka guessed, but she knew she was right because before he's mentioned Liz a lot to her, things like how nice she was, how funny she was and other great stuff that seemed interesting about her. Maka wouldn't know as much about her as Kidd did. She's only met her once.

"Yes, I do love Liz, you are right. It seems that we both had the same feelings for a while now." He smirked, giving Maka a low chuckle. She nodded her head in agreement.

"It seems that way, and Kidd, I do love you. You are a really nice guy, but my heart belongs to Soul." She whispered, holding her hands up to her chest as she thought about his image in her head.

"I love you as well Maka, but the same goes for me as well, my hearty belongs with Liz." He smiled. Maka got up and e,braced Kidd as he did to her. Once they broke away Maka gave him a smirk.

"How do you think our parent's will handle this?" She asked him, Kidd thought about it for a moment after giving her a small shrug. In his thought they probably wouldn't take it so well.

"I don't think they are going to approve, but we can try our best to tell them this is not what we want, and maybe get a one way ticket back to Death City, I'm sure that Soul might be waiting on you return." He smiled.

"You really think he's been waiting this long?" She asked him, not really believing everything he's telling her. Was Soul truly waiting on her return? If so, that would mean, and prove...he loved her? She had to know.

"I know so, its been a while since I've seen Soul," He sighed." But I know this because of the way he looked at me when you left." he told her. Maka thought about it. The way he looked at her, then it hit her.

He was hurting.

There we are! How did I do? Did you like it! Told you I wasn't going o make him a bad guy!

-Till next time kittens

-Soulkitten

Any questions? Ask away! Confused? Let me now and I will clear it up for you? Understand? Great!