Hey Guuuyyyys. TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE NIGHT? WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?
Anyways, Here is chapter four (IT'S SAD).
BTW It's Kiwi's Birthday on the 30th...so REMEMBER THAT, because we've got a surprise for you ;)
Speaking of birthdays...
CHAPTER FOUR! Enjoy!
It was his birthday. Most people would feel excited or happy on their birthday. Don't be mistaken, Soul always had a great birthday, thanks to his friends, but from the time he woke up that morning to the time he went to sleep that night, something tugged at his heart.
Everyone had just left their apartment, and Soul was stuffed full of cake and delicious food cooked by Maka and Tsubaki. He smiled thankfully at Maka as she washed the dishes and cleaned the kitchen.
"Thanks again, Maka! Best birthday so far!" he said happily.
"No problem, Soul." She beamed. "Happy Birthday!"
Soul flashed her a grin before walking to his room and closing the door.
His smile immediately disappeared as he walked over to his closet and took out a small box labeled HOME.
He stared down at the box sadly for a moment before walking over to his bed and sitting down. He quietly opened the box and removed the contents.
Inside were many different pictures taken when Soul was very young. He sifted through the pictures before settling on one. It was a simple photo of his family taken when he was eight. He smiled lightly looking at his father, mother, older brother Wes, him…and his twin sister, Aria.
"Soul, you forgot to grab all of your gifts and –" said Maka as she walked into his room without knocking…again…
Soul's shocked and saddened face snapped up to meet her.
"What're you doing?" She asked curiously, with a hint of concern.
"N-nothing…I was just tidying up…" he said while shoveling all of the photos back into the box and slamming it shut. He seemed to have missed the photo that he was looking at though, as it fell to the ground while Soul stood to but the box away.
Maka walked over and picked it up, studying it for a few moments.
"Is…is this your family?" she asked. She knew very little about Soul's home and family.
"Hey! That's private!" he said, reaching for the picture.
"Who's that girl?" Maka asked, interested now as to why Soul was so desperate to get the picture back.
He stared at her for a brief moment. He was caught, and now he'd have to spill. He stared at her shyly, his eyes filled with sadness and turmoil.
"She – she was my twin sister…" He confessed quietly.
Maka's mind lingered on one word: Was.
"Soul…" she said quietly.
"Her name was Aria. We were nine. We both got really sick and were bedridden for weeks." He said sadly as his fists clenched in his bed sheets. "She didn't make it."
"Soul, I'm so sorry." Maka hated prying into his life like this. It only caused pain.
He chuckled lightly. "It's not your fault, stupid. I'm just sad that she didn't get a chance to celebrate any more birthdays with me." He smiled sadly as he looked at her. "But I'm not alone anymore. I get to spend my birthday with you and everyone else, so it's not so bad." He winked.
Maka was astonished at how good Soul was as hiding how he really felt.
She scooted closer to him and hugged him tightly. "Happy Birthday, Aria and Soul." Soul stiffened beneath her, but chuckled and hugged her back.
"Heh. Happy Birthday, sis."
LE GASP! FUCKING WITH THE SYSTEM IS WHAT WE DO!
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