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Maka twirled around in front of the mirror, the white dress spinning modestly around her legs. Smiling, she nodded, content with her look. Taking one last moment to primp her pigtails, she headed out of her room. Walking into the living room, she found her weapon sitting on the couch, pouting unhappily. "Soul, how do I look?"

He glanced up, giving her a lazy look before cracking a small smile. "You look nice." The smile disappeared, "but I still wish you weren't going."

"I know" she sighed, sitting down next to him. "But I think it's important for me to know your family. Besides, she's much nicer than I expected."

Soul scoffed, "Yeah, sure she is." They fell into silence as Soul's internal battle began. He should talk to her, right here and right now. He should stop her from leaving. He should…there was a knock at the door.

"Well, I'll be home soon" Maka smiled at him before standing up, "Okay?" When he nodded, she headed towards the door.

"Maka!" Soul cried, jumping to his feet causing his meister to spin around.

"Soul?"

He gritted his teeth, heart beating wildly. "When…when you get back…I'll tell you everything…just come back."

She stared at him for a long time, before finally smiling gently. "Of course I'm coming back Soul. I promise." And with another smile, she opened the door.

"Hello Maka, Soul" Sophia smiled. "Maka, the car is waiting downstairs, would you mind giving me a moment with Soul?"

Maka glanced back at Soul who gave her an uneasy nod before agreeing. "Alright, bye Soul." And then she was gone, leaving the two Evans alone.

"So Soul, I assume you have had time to think." He nodded. "And?"

"I won't leave her." Soul's eyes hardened as he growled out his answer. "You already knew that."

Sophia stared at him for a movement before nodding curtly. Turning on her heel she followed after Maka. "Yes Soul, I already knew."

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The ride to the café was silent as Sophia stared out the window with a thoughtful expression on her face. It wasn't until the driver informed then they were almost at the destination that the white haired beauty began to speak. "I hope you like this place, I'm not very knowledgeable about the area."

Maka shook her head with a smile, "No, this is a really good place, my parents…my parent's took me here before."

Sophia nodded as the car came to a stop and they exited. "Yes, Soul did mention your parents before. You're father is the reigning Death Scythe if I remember correctly?" Maka nodded, "And your mother was his meister?"

"Yeah, Mama made him a Death Scythe" Maka confirmed as they were quickly seated next to a large window, the light streaming gently across the room and illuminating tan features of Sophia Evans beauty. Maka felt a slight twinge of jealously. "And that's my goal for Soul."

"Marriage?" Sophia smiled as Maka let out a small choked sound before furiously shaking her head.

"No, I mean Death Scythe!" she squeaked out, blushing. "Soul…Soul's just my partner."

Sophia laughed, "Of course dear, my apologies." She paused as a waiter brought them water. Picking up her glass, she took a small sip. "So Maka, tell me about yourself. As I said before, Soul can be very stingy with information."

"Well uh" Maka stumbled for a moment. "I'm a Scythe Meister at the DWMA, and a straight A-student. I like to read a lot, and when I graduate I might teach at the DWMA, or travel the world, like my momma."

She cringed slightly as finished, realizing she sounded like someone interviewing for a job. But Sophia only smiled, "And tell me, what are your intentions for my son?"

The question completely threw the young girl. "I uh, I don't really have any plans for Soul…you know, besides making him into a Death Scythe."

"That's very good" Sophia took another sip of her water, "Because I do have many plans for Soul. Plans that have been in place for years. Plans that cannot be changed."

Maka's jaw dropped for a moment before she was able to recover. "I don't understand…"

"Maka, how much do you know about Soul Evans, really?" Sophia cut her off, her voice gaining an edge.

Maka went silent for a moment, feeling uncomfortable. How much did she know about Soul? She knew he loved Jazz music. She knew he could wolf down and entire plate of food in a blink of an eye. She knew he loved to drink milk out of the carton, and even more so if it was fresh. She knew that he was lazy, but would work hard to help her achieve any goal…She knew Soul was…Soul "He's my partner. I know a lot about him."

Sophia smirked, leaning forward. "Do you? Then tell me this Maka, why did Soul Evans come to the DWMA? Why did he leave a prestigious musical family to come and fight monsters?"

Maka's eyes harden. "Because you pushed him to play when he didn't want to. Because you lied to him and kept making him perform in front of all those people! When he found out he was a weapon, he took the first chance he got."

Sophia let out a light laugh at her outburst. "Oh, is that what he told you?"

Maka felt a chill run down her spine. "Yes…"

She laughed again. "Well, at least you know part of the truth, that's better than none."

"What are you talking about?" Maka asked softly, feeling a knot tighten in her stomach.

"Soul didn't leave home because of music Maka. He left home because of something he thought was much worse. Quite a devious little plan he had. A plan you have personally ruined, I might add."

"I haven't done anything to Soul!" Maka protested, only drawing another smirk from the elder Evans.

"Yes, you did actually. You trained him Maka. You've made him into a well-respected weapon of the DWMA. Completely under control, a master of his abilities, very impressive actually." She sighed, "But because of that, Soul has completed his end of the deal."

"I have no idea what you're talking about!" Maka growled, wishing more and more she had listened to Soul. But at the same time, she desperately wanted to know more about Soul.

"No, you wouldn't, would you? Because Soul never told you." Maka felt the knot tighten almost painfully.

"He would if it was important."

"Is him coming back him coming home with me and leaving you important enough?"

The knot broke, and Maka let out a tiny gasp. Hunching over for a moment, she managed to whisper, "W-what are you saying?"

Sophia smile widened. Checkmate. " Soul came to the DWMA to learn to control himself Maka. You see, when Soul quit music so dramatically, he also lost much of his prestige and many of the benefits that come with said prestige. So when a certain arrangement was offered, I was very inclined to say yes." She sighed, "But Soul was adamantly against it. He fought with me tooth and nail. Many times he would actually break me down to tears, telling me he hated me and so on. But I was only looking out for his future. But Soul has always been a clever boy. When he realized I wouldn't budge, he decided to try a more…underhanded tactic." She went silent, causing Maka to finally lift her head up.

"What did he do?" she whispered.

"He attacked someone." She sighed, "using his weapon form. Nothing to vicious, but enough to draw a decent amount of blood, enough to seem unstable. Needless to say, he believed he had ruined the plan. But he was wrong. Titles and money rules this world, something he had forgotten. So instead a new arrangement was made. Mainly at the urging of his brother. Soul would attend the DWMA and learn to control himself, and when it was seen fit that he could, he would return home to fulfill his duties as an Evans. And now that he has, thanks to you, I will finally take him home."

Maka's hands shook as the previous day's conversation rang in her ears.

'But, I must ask Soul, why weren't you at the social?'

'Well it's a good thing Maka found you. It would be a shame if you never found a meister because you were hiding out.'

Soul had been hiding. Hiding from potential meister. He didn't want to learn to control himself. He wanted to stay untrained, to stay free. But he hadn't. He had agreed to be her weapon. He had gone against himself, for her. Why had he done that?

"You can't take him." Maka shook her head, finding her voice "Soul wants to stay here."

"Tell me Maka, what does life 'here' entail?" Sophia asked, taking a sip of water. "Because I can tell you what life will be like if he returns home. He will be cared for, he will have everything he could ever want, and he will be safe. Now why, why would he stay here with you over that?"

"Because…because he doesn't want that. He wants to be happy, and that life made him miserable. I don't have to know everything to see that." Maka's eyes shone with held back tears. "Soul wants to be here. He told me. And I trust him. And I won't let you take him back to that!"

Sophia eye's twinkled with amusement. "Oh really? You still trust him? Even after hearing all this? That he's always known he was going to leave you?" Maka nodded, prompting another laugh. "I would say you're a little past trust dear. It would almost seem, that you've fallen for my son."

Maka felt a blush form on her cheeks as Sophia laughed again, but she ignored it. "I don't care what you say, you can't have Soul." Wiping her hand across her eyes, she stood up. "Thank you for lunch Mrs. Evans, but I'll walk home." She turned to leave.

"Maka" Sophia called out, stopping the younger girl. "Don't you want to know what prompted Soul Evans to turn his back on his family? To try and give up everything?"

Maka's eyes narrowed as a few fresh tears made their way down her face. "No, because I don't love Soul Evans. I love Soul Eater." She glared at the white haired women for a moment longer before turning away and storming out, a blush already creeping onto her cheeks.

She loved Soul Eater?


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