Are You Dead?
By: Bittersweet Laughters
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM.
"You do realize that I am still in vacation, right?"
Soul growled as he hops on his bike. Just now, he reminded himself to talk with her when nobody is around. It was weird, since the only person who could see her is him.
"I'm aware. But what's wrong with going to school when it's vacation?" Maka hummed and sat behind him like they always did.
"It's not normal? And it is fucking eight in the evening. Who the hell will go to school at this time!?" He frowned. But this was his dead friend's wish, so he pulls out his keys and started up the engine. The engine's roars filled the air. He plastered a satisfied grin and twisted the grip.
"Geez, whatever, let's go." He muttered and soon the bike ran.
"SOUL! How many times did I tell you not to drive so fast!" Maka shrieked and hold on to his waist for her dear life. The bike jerked forward, not bothering about her comment.
"Come on Maka, you are a spirit now, you shouldn't be afraid!" Soul mocked lightly and drove the bike all the way to their school, Shinbusen.
Shinbusen was an odd school. The school had stood there, in the middle of Death City for around 700 to 800 years. To be honest, it was creepy to go to such an ancient place like that everyday. The school itself was nowhere near normal. When you arrived there, you will be greeted with deathly stairs with an exact amount of eight hundred steps.
But after three and a half years going there every day, Soul noticed that the building is pretty nice actually. The color schemes where vivid, constituency of black and blood red, his favorite colors. It was decorated with fancy skull artifacts, like Shinigami once owned it. The architecture itself was calculated to perfection. It was symmetrical, including the three satellites on the top of the school's roof.
"It's great to come here again!" Maka hopped down the orange bike and started to sniff around, like she was a dog or something.
"Why are you sniffing?" Soul questioned her. He knew her traits quite well. She twitched her eyebrows when she was mad, and stomped her foot when she was enraged. She liked to pop up her bones when she was bored. She snickered when she was crying, and she fiddled with the hem of her skirt when she was nervous. But there had never been sniffing around when she saw the school.
"It's inhaling the scent of glory, that's what my mama said." Maka closed her eyes, and started to lose herself in the wonderful feeling of nostalgia.
"Ugh…" Soul face palmed. She was weird, but in a cute way, even when she had been a spirit. He shooed away his crimson glory and called his dead friend.
"Come on, what are you going to do?" Soul growled, just to receive an unpleasant snicker from the blonde.
"I'm going to show you something!" Maka said eagerly and pulled his jacket sleeve towards an alley. Soul sighed. His friend was stubborn, and that specified trait of her never left her, even when she was a ghost. He found himself letting his body to give up, and followed Maka.
"Yes, here we are!" Maka proudly announced, letting go her grip from his sleeve. Soul widened his eyes quizzically. There was nothing new, just the school's garden, and right now, he was standing in front of the fountain, the water mirroring his face, but not with Maka's.
Soul knew, Maka had liked Shinbusen's garden. Not many students liked to go here, but Maka often used her spare time to read hiere. This place had always been the place for him to find his best friend sitting on the rim of the fountain, reading cheesy novels or text books. Though it was simple, the garden was nice and well-kept.
"You know, this is the place where you gave me this, right?" Maka's sweet voice rung through his ears, breaking his hypnotic trance. His face jerked up to face his friend's. She was lowering her dress' collar and showed off a lovely, G note necklace.
Soul's face turned beet red. He remembered that. It was Maka's birthday, and he gave her a silver necklace. He specially ordered it to a jewelry store, because he wanted the necklace to be original. The G note pendant was made of silver too, decorated with silver gems, and the two biggest last gems were red and green. Behind the necklace, neat writings of Soul and Maka were engraved.
"Oh yeah, I remember that…" Soul immediately switched to his cool persona and looked back to his friend.
"It was really nice, right?" Maka said softly, as she looked to the sickle moon that was hanging on the sky.
"You mean those times? Yeah…" Soul said as soft as her and carefully leaned his head to hers. Though he felt like he was leaning to air, he could see that his friend leaned back and laced her fingers with his.
She was transparent, but her presence was warm enough.
A/N: Hey, sorry for the late update. My house got flooded, no, my entire city is flooded. Electricity went out, so I had to endure life without internet. Luckily, they have turned them on today. Thank God. Anyway, thanks for the reviews, they are awesome. I'll try my best to write longer chapters, but I actually want to keep the story short and simple. As time passed by, it is getting harder to keep up the image, but, I hope you like and will continue to support this story, R&R, you guys rock!
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