-Maka's P.O.V.—

It took me a while to pull myself together, but I finally did.

I rolled off the bed, and shuffled to the mirror to examine myself. My eyes were puffy and I had dark circles under them. I groaned and decided to take a shower. As I turned on the steaming hot water, everything seemed to melt away. The water pounded against my back, and I felt much better already.

After standing there for a while, I finally got out and dried myself off. As I used a blow drier on my hair, I decided to put it half-up, half-down. I usually always had my hair in pigtails, but that was really because frankly, my childhood sucked. I wore my hair in pigtails because it made me feel like I got a second chance.

As I tied off the scrunchie, I rifled around for some concealer in my bag of stuff I threw in randomly. I finally found a small case of it, and I slathered it on, covering my terrible looking dark circles. As I put it down, I felt content. I decided that would be the only make-up I'd put on, since I didn't want to look trashy, or hidden my make-up. I wanted to show Mama who I really was. I looked at my emerald eyes that stared back at me with worry swirling in them. I sighed, but on the inside I was still jumping for joy.

I then exited the room, and headed for the fountain in the middle of the city.

As I leaned against the stone rim, I thought about how she might look. I had only seen pictures of her when I was a baby, but I'm sure she must have changed a bit, thanks to all the traveling she does. I scanned the crowd when I saw a head of white hair walk by, which caused me to freeze. I'd recognize that mop of messy, snow-white hair anywhere. But when I looked back, he was gone. God, now I'm hallucinating? Ugh, this isn't good.

"Maka?" A soft, kind and grown-up sounding voice called. I quickly spun to look in the direction the voice came from.

"Mama?" I whispered, seeing a tall, beautiful woman with long golden slightly curly hair that hung down to above her waist. She had peach colored skin and the same sparkling emerald eyes as me. She opened her long arms and I ran into them, giving her a gigantic hug.

"Oh my god Maka, I've missed you so much…I really don't have a reason why I haven't visited, which makes me feel terrible!" Mama cried, giving me a tight hug that smelled like airplanes. I smiled into her arms, wanting to never have to let go.

"Mama I've missed you so much!" I cried. I noticed a few people were staring at us, a couple touched by our reunion, and a couple just staring.

"What's wrong? Did someone die?" She practically yelled, shaking me slightly. I laughed lightly.

"No, don't worry Mama. But I feel like I might have died a little." I said, smiling up at her face sadly. She slowly relaxed.

"I see. It's Soul, isn't it?"

"Y-Yeah…"

She let out a long sigh. "Do you have a hotel room? I think there might be tears involved here."

I chuckled a bit, but it came out as more of a raspy intake of breath. "Yeah, just around the corner"

We walked in a comfortable silence to the Inn, and then walked up the windy stairs to my comfortable room. She sat in the chair while I took my spot on the bed. I turned to her, as ready as I'll ever be.

"Mom…What did you feel when you saw Papa cheating on you?" I finally asked. She went silent, her face twisted with thinking.

"Well, of course it hurt. Like everything around me shattered. I felt my heart break, and I knew I'd never love again." She said, staring off into space, her head cocked, and eyes glassed over. I felt a small twinge.

"How'd you know you loved Papa? Before you divorced, of course."

"It was funny. I saw him with Stein, and I knew I loved him from then. I could feel our souls were slightly different, but as time went on, we could resonate successfully. I felt sorry for Stein, taking is' partner however. But I loved Spirit. I wanted him. And eventually he moved in and we had you and…One day when he said he was going out to get you some things, he never returned. So I took you and I saw him out in public, kissing a girl. She then led him into that sleazy host club, and when he came back, he acted like he got lost. The fact he'd cheat, and then dare to lie to my face is why I really got mad at him. Eventually, when I caught him again, I stopped caring. It didn't hurt anymore. I gave up on him. And then we filed for a divorce…" Mama was still staring at something, her eyes reflecting the over head light, and to be frank, it scared me.

She turned to me, her unfocused eyes now focused on mine. "Now, are you going to tell me what happened?"

I took in a shuddery breath, and as I was saying it, I realized how stupid I was. I bet everyone is worried and I did this selfish thing f running away. It was also the most cowardly thing. I wanted to get strong. To make up for that horrid scar running across Soul's chest. Because I had one of equal length running across my heart right now. I moaned inwardly, wishing I could have thought before I ran like an idiot. How could I ever face Soul now?

"Maka." Mama said, reaching over and touching my shoulder. I shuddered for a second at her touch. She then pulled me into a tight hug and I stared bawling right into her shoulder.

"Why am I so stupid?" I sobbed. She stroked my hair and "shhh"ed me.

After a good solid 15 minutes of crying, I felt completely stupid and girlish.

"…You really do have tiny tits." My mom whispered into my hair.

"MOM!" I screamed, and shoved her away. She laughed and I couldn't help but laugh a little too.

"Sorry. Just…Wow you are a late bloomer I guess" she said. I self-concisely crossed my arms over my flat chest, and my mom let out another roar of laughter.
"Makaaaaaaa," I started, raising a dictionary threateningly. She let out a squeal and hid behind the chair. I sighed and set the book down, while she was still giggling as she returned to her chair.

She sat in the chair lazily this time, much more laid back, with her long legs up on the desk and her arms linked behind her head.

"Go back to Death City." She started "And tell Soul you're happy for him in finding a new meister and say that you hope you can stay friends and tell him good luck. It's probably a misunderstanding Maka. And if not, you still have the imaginary friend card, and honey, there's nothing as 'just friends' better you know that now."

I wrinkled my eye brows at her, surprised by her sudden character change. But I then smiled. She was my mama. And moms always know best right? (A/N haha my mom used to say this to me. Couldn't resist. :P)

"I knew that was the answer from the start. I just…I got caught up in the moment" I said, scratching the back of my head nervously. It was a pretty cliché thing to do, but whatever. I love Soul, but I respect the fact he may be in love with another. I'll just...Apply for a new scythe, I suppose.

I stood up from the bed shakily and hugged my mom again.

"Can we wander for a while?" I asked. I wasn't ready to face Soul or anyone yet. Besides, I had just found my mom. Like hell I was running out.

She smiled and nodded. We made small talk about the latest fashion, something I didn't ever pay attention to. My school uniform is fine. And I don't care about how everyone else styles their hair now a day. Pigtails all the way, baby.

"Maka, I love you just the way you are, but I know you're hurting, so you need to rebound a little, hon. Try changing your style a little…Get..Breast implants."

"MOM!" I hissed, smacking her arm, which caused her to start laughing again.

"Nya? Maka-chan?" A familiar voice purred. I froze and turned around to see a tall woman with HUGE breasts, purple hair and a rather slutty outfit.

"B-Blair? Is that you?" I stuttered, staring at her.

"Who's this Maka?" My mom asked beside me

"This is the cat Blair. Soul ate her soul, thinking she was a witch, which is why we are back to square one." I replied.

"I didn't know we were having a girl's outing~" Blair purred, wagging her eyebrows at me and my mom.

I laughed lightly. "Uh, this is my mom, Blair." The two shook hands.

"Is Soul-kun here?" Blair asked, looking around us.

"No…Just me and my mom." I replied.

"Wait…You have magical powers right?" My mom asked Blair. Blair looked pleased and nodded her mouth turning into a three on its side. "And…You can make things bigger, correct?" Another nod.

I turned bright red as realization sank in.

"MOM!" I hissed again, smacking her arm much harder this time. She let out another howl of laughter and Blair's eyes widened.

"Oh! I see, that kind of thing~ Nyahahaha~~" Blair purred happily. "Blair can easily do that kind of thing. Pum-Pump-Pumpkin Pumpkin!"

With a quick bright light, I felt heavier in my chest area. I felt my eye twitch and my mom started her howling laughter again. My boobs had grown to about a C cup. I quickly covered the area with my arms, trying to push them in, thinking that they'd go back to normal.

"Looks like you need some new braaaaaas~" Mama sang, taking my hand and leading me into a lingerie store, and my face was bright red as she led me into the pastel color shop. I could feel many people stare at me and her as she drug out the "a" in bra.

I refused to come out of the changing room so no one would see me. Several lacy bras flew over the top of the door and my mom's laughter grew every time.

Yeah, I didn't expect this when I first ran out of Death City.

I was curious about my new melons though. I tried on a few bras, but it looked so weird; my face still was childish, even though I had a fully developed and grown up woman's body now. It looked like one of those caricatures.

As we exited, mom was humming with all the bags on her arms. I winced wanting to disappear as she skipped through the town with the bags that had the words "SEXY LINGERIE" printed across and a picture of a woman lying in only underwear. She looked like a crazy lesbian from a bystanders view, I bet.

When we got back to the hotel room, she packed all my stuff into a suitcase and she announced she had gotten us a ride.

A black hummer arrived a few minutes later, and within seconds we were speeding across the desert that only a day ago I had been trudging across, wondering if I was going to die. I sucked in my cheeks, wondering why I didn't even think of getting a ride like this.

God I'm pretty stupid sometimes, even if I read so much. Soul…He's so close…In only a few minutes, I'd be in front of him. I'd have to confront him. My mom looked over and squeezed my hand reassuringly.

Even if she acted like a crazy old lesbian, she still was my mom; the one I dreamed about; the one I've missed all my life. And right now, she was here for me. And that's all that mattered.