A/N: Remember how I was all like 'Chapter 2 was crap I'm so sorry but I think Chapter 3 will go better'? Well, yeah, no. Chapter 3 sucked. Like… It sucked. ANYWAYS. Let's get going, it's 2:30 on a Thursday morning and I have a 300 point project due Friday! YAHOO (Black*Star voice)! Ok umm… I won't be mad if you don't review because all of these chapters haven't been my best, it's like, I know what I want to say but I can't put it into words! I HATE THAT FEELING (twitches eyes annoyed)! But please review even if the review is like "DA F***? U SUCK UGH U GOT THIS WRONG AND BLAH BLAH BLAH AND I HATE UR WRITING!' even if you're the biggest douche ever, I know you're reading it because you reviewed 3
Disclaimer: No need to rub in the fact that SOUL EATER IS NOT MINE! If it was, it would suck.
Maka didn't want much; she had wanted peace when she returned. She didn't expect this. She didn't expect tears, unhappiness, and regret. So when Soul sat her down to talk in the living room she had already had her mind set up. "Hey do you wanna just talk this or wha-"Soul was cut off by her exit of the room. She had actually hardly noticed him facing her with serious eyes. Even if he was embarrassed he still wanted to find out why she was so upset. She rushed to her room and took a large leather bag from under her bed.
He stepped into the hallway. "What are you doing? What is that?" he said eyeing the suspicious bag.
She opened it revealing bills after bills of money. Just sitting there so easily, there was roughly by estimate more than fifty million dollars worth of bills in that bag. "I'm ending this." She said with eyes that looked like they were almost… pleading.
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She kicked open the door of the building with force Soul didn't even know she had. "This way." She led him down an empty alleyway in Las Vegas. "Crap!" She slammed backwards away from the opening at the other end. Not knowing she had him pinned against the wall with their lips hovering just inches from each other.
But Maka wasn't noticing. She was trying to check around the corner in case anyone came. All Soul could do was wonder how she knew these sorts of things, which people not to run into, which streets to go down without being picked up by a drunkard. They say people learned from their mistakes. Had Maka made the mistake of running into bad people at a time that had tried to hurt her? Soul clenched his fists in anger. These were the sorts of things he'd wanted to know.
"Ok come on quickly!" she whispered as she pulled his arm with her to the entrance of an extravagant, tall office building.
"Are you sure this is it?" he asked confused.
"Oh I'm sorry would you like to get us to the place?" she said in a sour sarcastic tone. "I'm not fighting yet. Just hold on."
"Maka?" A teenage boy their age appeared from the elevator in the lobby. "You did come back! That was fast!" his grin was from ear to ear. Until he noticed Soul, that is.
"This is Andrew." She said to Soul of the shaggy blond haired boy. "He was my partner temporarily while I was here."
"Hey we were a pretty good team, we could have finished them off if you're mom hadn't called it off." He winked at Maka. "We could have celebrated after too."
Soul didn't understand what he meant by 'celebrate', it was used in a vague context it could mean anything. And yet Soul had to hold his arm back for punching the arrogant son of a bitch right in his eye.
"Whatever." She rolled her eyes. Soul imagined a scoreboard with one point on his side, zero for Andrew. "This is Soul. My partner and best friend." He mentally put the scoreboard back to zero when he heard friend.
Andrew laughed. "So what are you? A sword or something?" saying it as if it were an easy opponent.
Oh yeah you cocky asshole? Soul cursed in his head. No matter what kind of weapon you are I know swords that could rip you to shreds in two seconds flat. "Scythe." Soul murmured.
"Maka must have a liking to scythes. I'm one too." He grinned. Congratulations. I didn't ask. Soul said aloud in his head. If only it weren't in his head, but Soul wasn't in the mood for an enemy right now.
"Where's my mom?" she asked breaking the not so intriguing conversation.
"Missing." He declared. "Last I saw her was yesterday morning and no one has been in contact with her since."
"AND YOU'RE NOT DOING ANYTHING?" she yelled furiously.
"It's just what the Kishin wants Maka. For everyone to go after it at one time. Then you'll be forced to go up against it alone."
She shook her head. "I'll never be alone. Soul promised me he'd stay by my side forever." She said taking his hand.
The Andrew guy averted his eyes jealously. "Well you'll need more help you guys can't possibly do kill the Kishin alone. You must think you're more than you actually are."
"Why would we need help? We already killed the Kishin Ashura on our own." Maka said innocently, meanwhile that scoreboard in Souls head read something like Soul: 500 points and Andrew: -8,000 he was very satisfied.
"Well it's all yours Maka. Do you need me to go with you?" he asked with hope in his voice.
"No that's ok; I was actually hoping I could try fighting with Soul since I haven't in a while." She said sort of optimistically not knowing she was really hurting Andrew.
Soul was having a celebration. He actually couldn't believe it. "Can we talk?" Andrew asked Maka suddenly. He turned to Soul. "Alone please."
Soul backed away with his arms raised, a bit jokingly, which made Andrew roll his eyes at Soul and turn back to Maka. They talked quietly for a couple of minutes, Andrew doing most of the talking. All of a sudden he said something that made Maka raise her eyebrows. He grabbed her shoulders and Soul was ready to rescue her. But as he watched he saw that Andrew was pulling his face closer and closer to hers. Her eyes widened and she shook her head. He let go of her and they continued to talk. She motioned for him to bend down and she whispered something into his ear. His eyes darted to Soul, who now was standing with his hands in his jacket pockets waiting for them to finish. They made eye contact and Andrew looked angry. Andrew looked back at Maka who smiled and shrugged. She leaned in and kissed him on the cheek lightly, which made him jump. He glared at her, and they returned to Soul.
"Ok I have to go get something upstairs. Just wait for me for a second and we'll go." She said cheerily to Soul.
He nodded and she ran deeper into the building. "You lucky bastard." Andrew huffed as they both watched her beautiful silhouette running away.
"What did she say to you?" Soul asked curiously.
"Don't act like you don't know." He snapped. "She rejected me of course! The worst part is when she said she was 'already in love with someone else'."
What? Soul's mind went into a state of panic. "Did she tell you who it was?" he said trying to keep his cool.
"You of course." Andrew said with a level of hurt in his voice. Soul wasn't sure if he had heard him correctly. "She said 'Sorry, but I'm still in love with the same person from 5 years ago'. It wasn't hard to put two and two together." Andrew's voice almost cracked.
"Uh…" Soul didn't know what to say, he couldn't possibly comfort the guy. How could he?
Thank goodness in those five awkward seconds Maka came running back in a white polo shirt and tie, plaid red skirt and black cloak. She returned to them panting, "Let's go." She winked at Soul pulling on her beige gloves.
He smiled as he looked her over. "That's more like it." And they leapt into the darkness of the night.
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"It's this way." She whispered. Even though it was quite evident where the Kishin was, it's madness surging through every soul in the world. This area in particular was quite mad.
"Hold on." Soul intervened. "Do we have a plan?"
"Well," Maka looked down at her black boots as if they were suddenly very interesting. "Not really…. But I brought guns and grenades and stuff."
Soul rubbed his temples. "Do you remember how hard it was to defeat Ashura? Are you crazy?"
"Soul." She said his name seriously, just like when she had come home. "Don't worry about this one. He's too weak. It's hardly a Kishin, I promise. It'll be as easy as setting Kid off about symmetry."
He sighed. "I trust you."
She smiled and they continued through the back roads.
She led them to the middle of the street and bent down near a sewage opening. "What are you…?" Soul asked as she pulled up the metal circle and began to climb down.
She noticed his hesitation. "It's ok it's this way."
"You've got to be kidding me." He backed away.
"Just come on you sissy." She snapped and continued down.
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"Does your head hurt too or am I going crazy?" asked Soul.
"That's the affects of the Kishin don't you remember? So, yeah you're going crazy." She said jokingly.
They continued to trudge through the smelly sewer until they finally reached a lobby of some sort.
"Alright we're here." She said brightly.
Weird… Soul thought. "Are you excited about this?" he asked.
"Yeah! I'm so excited! I get to wield you again after five years! I don't know about you but I'm really excited."
He sighed. "Ok. So where are we exactly?"
"We're going to ride the elevator up to the eighteenth floor, that's where the Kishin is, and if we're lucky there won't be anyone else up there." She closed her eyes for a few moments. "Yeah, we're not so lucky; I can sense forty or so other souls up there. Excluding the Kishin of course."
"You know you forgot to mention that it was an actual Kishin, you said there were lots of Kishin eggs but not an actual Kishin."
"I know." She sighed. "Would that have made everyone sympathize me more?"
"Probably…" Soul looked over at the empty hallway that held the elevator.
She sighed again, heavier this time. "Well I guess we should go." She said placing her hands behind her back.
"Yup." Soul answered slouching and stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets.
A/N: Did anyone else get that? They're supposed to look like they did back in the old times :') good times. Damn this was a fat chapter! Took me two days! Anyway, I wasn't dead this week; I just have so much homework because it's legal to abuse children through work. Evil teachers. Also I kinda realized I wasn't putting much effort into this story, but next chapter is the last chapter. I thought of an idea for a new fanfic so I've been thinking about that pretty much… I promise ill finish this one though… I'm not promising it'll be awesome… but there'll definitely be a kiss ;) Sorry for my sucky writing.
