SoMa Free Write
When Maka Albarn was seven years old, she swore that she'd never, ever, fall in love. She'd seen how it had hurt her mother, and she never wanted to be the person that hurt or be hurt herself. She'd decided to never give any part of herself away. Barely to her mother, because Shinigami knew that she was already so near to her that she couldn't push her away. Her mother was hurt enough already. Her father, she knew she could never love. After seeing what he'd done, she realised. If he'd hurt her mother that badly, then the risk that he'd never hurt her was like asking a five-year-old to play with a Death Scythe. Not that that was too far off. So she would do the best in school, and become strong by herself, so she never had to rely on someone that could break her heart.
When she realised that becoming a meister meant binding her very soul to someone, she was terrified. She wanted to run as far away as she could, to get away from anyone before she was tied to them irreparably. And then she spotted the boy with the tired, crimson eyes, and the spiky hair, who played that music that was both horrible and beautiful, and she knew that just maybe she could trust him. He seemed just as- off, she supposed. So she chose someone who wasn't flirtatious or even kind, because if there was one thing Maka Albarn hated it was people who were unkind.
When she realised who he really was, she nearly ran again. They were partners, good ones by now. She was the quickest in fighting classes (well, except for Black*Star), and first (or sometimes second, because damn that Ox Ford) in all of her other classes. He wasn't even close academically. But the first time their souls resonated, she saw that he wasn't unkind at all, just alone. And even though she'd sworn that she'd never in a million years get close to anybody, their soul connection stitched them together like so much thread in a shredded cloth.
When she met Crona, she saw herself in an oily mirror of black blood. The meister was so clearly lost, and she wanted so badly to help him, except that he was killing dozens of humans. And then in a few seconds oh-shinigami-soul-was-hurt and she stopped caring for the scared child. Because if that one was willing to hurt Soul, then she would kill. If her opponent wanted to hurt the only person she would trust with her life, because she knew he'd give his up in a second to let her live, then she would show that opponent no mercy. Except that she wasn't up and killing Crona, she was crying on the floor next to her partner, trying to staunch the blood flowing from his torso. She was so weak now. And she couldn't look at the scar for ages.
When Maka Albarn was thirteen, she realised that she couldn't force herself not to love, because she was already there.
A/N Yes, I finally watched Soul Eater. No, I hadn't before now. Yes, I know my penname is a character. (I FINALLY MADE HER WATCH IT. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA) (although, I think I'm more like Maka, to be honest…) Maka also points out that Maka (heh, pennames) does end up loving Spirit, but that part was when she was way younger, so her view changed. Also, is Crona a boy or a girl or something else and what pronouns do I use for Crona?
Well, anyways, signing off,
Tsubaki