Blazerules34: I know, I know, you all hate me, and you should. But I love you guys, so that's a bit awkward. Enjoy!
~Maka's POV~
"You better come in, and quickly." I said and took Tsubaki by her arm, leading her gently over to the couch. "Would you like some tea?" I asked as soon as she sat down. Tsubaki nodded, and I felt her forehead. She was cold. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around her, before walking to the kitchen to make tea.
Tsubaki said her thanks, which I waved off. She was one of my best friends, and one of my girls. I would do anything for her.
While I made tea, Tsubaki explained to me what she had found, and what had happened. I sat down beside her and handed her a cup of tea.
"This isn't good," I said and took a sip, scalding my tongue. Tsubaki laughed shakily.
"I figured that. But who could have told Blood Rush that I have a brother? The only people I've told are you, Liz, and Patty. I'm sure they wouldn't…" Tsubaki bit her lip, not finishing her sentence. I understood why. Liz and Patty would never do that, and if they did, it would be considered treason, especially because of how high ranking they are.
We have a rule in Kishin Killers: commit treason, and you'll pay.
But we both know it wasn't Liz or Patty; the three of us were too close, had gone through too much to do this to any of us. I shook my head.
"They didn't do it. Someone must have found out and told Soul…" I clenched my fist, pissed off. We used to be such close friends, and now every time I see him, it's like I get stabbed in the back.
We had been close, and now we're both gang members. I don't know what to do about that. I used to love him, until he abandoned me. That only strengthened my hatred of men. I don't necessarily hate all men or boys, seeing as we have a few in Kishin Killers.
"Tsubaki, this I promise to you: whoever told Soul will pay. As will Soul," It pained me to say that. Some of my feelings for him must still remain if I'm this reluctant to hurt him.
Whatever. I will do anything for my sisters and brothers, even if I have to hurt Soul.
"The book…can I see it?" I asked, and Tsubaki handed me the book, then took a sip of tea. I've never really liked tea, so I set mine down, studying the book. It was called The Moon Crystal, which seemed kind of funny to me. To think that the answers to my problems were in a book struck me as hilarious.
Before I joined my mother's gang, I was a huge bookwork. That was when I was still friends with Soul, of course.
Almost lovingly, I touched the cover, and then put the book down on coffee table. I grabbed my phone and dialed Liz's number.
"Maka?" She yawned after a minute or two.
"Liz." I replied, and then I told her everything. She stayed silent for the entire time I talked, never interrupting me, something everyone knew better than to do. Tsubaki stayed quiet as well, staring at the walls as she waited for our conversation to finish.
"We'll meet tomorrow at the Headquarters, late." I said goodbye and hung up the phone. I looked over as Tsubaki, and she looked back over at me, running her fingers through her long black hair. She smiled slightly at me.
"Do you mind if I stay over, Maka-chan?" Tsubaki asked, slipping in the old nickname she used for me a long time ago.
"Of course not," I replied, "Let me get you a pillow." I stood up and walked further down the hallway that led to my bedroom and stopped by the small storage closet, opening it up and grabbing a spare pillow before heading back to the couch. I handed it to her and she gave me another smile.
"Thank you, Maka. If you don't mind, I'm going to go to sleep." Tsubaki told me quietly, and I nodded and told her goodnight and then headed around the house turning off lights and shutting windows, just in case. After all that was finished, I headed to my bedroom. As I walked past the couch, hearing Tsubaki's steady breathing (wow, asleep already. I wish I could fall asleep that easily), I paused and looked back at The Moon Crystal. It seemed to shine in the darkness, and reluctantly, I left it on the coffee table and went to bed.
Hours later, late at night or early in the morning, my phone went off and I sat up quickly, the shrill beeping scaring me half to death. Muttering to myself, I checked my phone. It was a text message, from my Papa.
Heart pounding, I read the message.
I need you.
Without wasting another second, I glided out of bed and threw on the clothes I had been wearing earlier in the day. I shoved my phone deep into the pocket of my jeans, and secured my trench coat, shoving a knife into its sheath and latching the sheath to my arm. Within five minutes, I was out the door, moving soundlessly through the house so I didn't wake Tsubaki.
I walked as quickly as I could without making much sound, following the route I had memorized: my house to my Papa's.
While we aren't on the best of terms, he is my flesh and blood, and if something's wrong and I lose him, I will have no one else hear in the city. My mom is God knows where, and I don't know any of my other relatives.
I will not ignore this because of my petty anger.
Because what else could this be, but a plea for help? It's two, no almost three in the morning. Something is wrong.
I pick up my pace, running through the streets now, taking whatever shortcuts I could to get to my old home. Finally, out of breath, I reached it, and everything appeared fine from the outside. My legs trembling, I walked up the stairs to the front door and grabbed the key hidden under the Buddha statue, and tried the door.
It was unlocked.
Carefully, I set the useless key back down and stepped inside. The lights were off, and there wasn't a sound to be heard throughout the entire house. Slowly, taking great care to be as silent as humanly possible, I crept past the kitchen and down the hallway where a single room was: his bedroom. The door was eerily open, but there was no sound coming from it.
Cautiously, I poked my head into the bedroom. Nothing seemed wrong. It was dark, and it looked like no one was in there. So, I turned on the light to see well.
And nearly threw up from what I saw.
