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I DON'T OWN SOUL EATER.

Chapter 8.

Souls POV:

I woke up well too early, because I felt something move. I grabbed the thing that moved when I realised it was Duck.

Shit.

I hadn't asked her if I could sleep with her, but she was asleep and I wasn't sleeping on the couch… I got Maka to dress her though and I had to admit she looked really sexy in her booty shorts and vest top. Huh, when I pulled her down she didn't resist she mustn't mind…

Ducks POV:

Why am I sleeping beside Soul?! Wait, don't tell me we… Oh no, please tell me we didn't… Shit. Well there goes my waiting till marriage. Wait. We actually didn't? Did we? I'm going to kill Soul…

I curled into Soul, turned round and looked at hi innocent sleeping face, put my arms around his waist and tickled him. He immediately jumped with a start and tried to grab me. I kept squirming out of his touch and ticking him, he was laughing so much when he caught my hand. Oh no.

'You waking me like that. Find it funny?' He had now pinned my arms above my head and leaned over me.

'Yes' I laughed, really hard.

'Want a punishment?' He was using his typical smirk, while having a mischievous grin in his eyes.

'From Kietsu yeah sure! From you? No.' I turned my head away from his glaze.

'You really want me' Soul turned my head gently but I shut my eyes.

'Look at me Ducky'

'No'

'Please?'

'No'

'I've finished asking nicely.'

Soul started kissing me neck while having one hand holding my arms above my head and one hand underneath my head pulling me closer to him. He growled softly as I forcefully crashed my lips onto his. His grip on my arms released abit as his tongue started to roam my mouth. I pulled my arms free, grabbed his neck and deepened the kiss. He shuffled so that one of his legs was on either side of my hips. He started to kiss my neck again, nipping it and sucking my skin. It felt good. Too good. The pleasure was flowing through my body, my heart fluttering and happiness over whelming me.

Soul sucked on a piece of sensitive sending my brain into meltdown, I moaned really loudly as all I felt was pleasure. It all stopped and quickly. Soul looked at me, kissed my cheek and removed himself from me turning around in the blanket again. I lay in the bed still trying to get my breath back, but I was panting softly.

'Duck?' Soul questioned with and inquiring tone.

'Yaa?'

'Would you stop that? He didn't say it as a question but more like a statement. He was angry, no furious.

'Soul, are you alright?' I crawled under the blanket and wrapped my arms around him.

'Duck, look…' Soul turned to face me, took my hands and put them on my stomach. His crimson eyes bored into me making me feel guilty and sad.

'What did I do something wrong?' I started to tear up. I felt rejection tricking my heart. Once again I had been rejected, so many times by my family and fake friends now someone I loved. Was there any hope for me?

I glanced up at Soul, his eyes were reaching out for me, but I was feeling like shit and I was annoyed. I heaved myself up from the bed, only to fall on my bottom. My legs were like jelly. Soul hopped off the bed to lift me up but I shed away from his touch. Hurt and confusion shining is his eyes. Soul just stood shocked and obviously hurt while I uneasily got up and left the room. Fuck him.

I walked around the apartment for a while when I stumbled into a pink door. Huh? I knocked and slowly opened it. The smell of strawberries hit my senses as I looked around this tiny looking room. It was a bedroom/study of some sort, the walls were hollowed out and books placed inside, a wooden desk with books and paper lying everywhere. Fluffiness between my toes reminded me to move before Soul found me. I quietly stepped over to the brown desk and sat down. I lifted a book and saw it was an unpublished hand written story, which was when I noticed the camouflaged door. It was built into the caved in wall but secretly. I slowly lifted myself off the chair, crept towards the study door and locked it, hearing a satisfying click I then preceded towards the hidden door. I knocked on this door also, I must never forget my manners, and the door creaked open. I had a quick peep and saw a young girl; she had blonde hair sprawled everywhere all over her pillow, drool occasionally spilling from her mouth. I was just about to close the door and leave when she opened her eyes and screamed. She jumped from the bed and charged at me, changing her arm into a scythe and pinned my neck against the wall. I looked into her green glassy sleep ridden orbs trying to make sense of this situation.

'Don't move' she hissed at me and started to punch me in the stomach.

'Maka, stop' Blood was pouring from my mouth as she used her wavelength to hit me, it wouldn't have been as effective if she hadn't been holding me against a wall. I was hopeless after drowning my legs were sore and I could barely move them, my legs were stiff and my body was in unbearable pain.

The room started spinning and black dots were moving in my vision, I turned my arms back from scythes and just hung limply in Maka's grip. She kept punching, me, my clothes and body soaked in my own blood, blood also spilling from where Maka was holding my neck. She gradually got lighter, with her punches and flung me into the wall, I hit the glass mirror, shards of glass piercing my skin and the gold frame falling on my face. I felt my blood falling from my body with no effort, my body unconscious but my mind wandering. I felt fear. I was scared. Why?

Death doesn't scare me, I have no real reason to stay alive. I closed my eyes and started to hum softly, it soothed my mind making me feel safer and comfortable in this situation. The song was the first piano melody I had ever heard. It was Soul's. He didn't know I had listened but I had and I loved the dark, mystery and beautiful tune that told of love and bravery, hurt and sorrow but most of all pity.

That was what made me respect and love Soul in the first place… His true self, his nice side not his bastard cocky self. The song was an original, one he wrote about himself. Id first heard it when my sister had been diagnosed with cancer, I couldn't take it, I was going to kill myself suicidal thoughts roamed my mind and every night I self-harmed or did drugs. I went to school on a Saturday to take my mind off her swollen face, sunken dull purple eyes, never being able to see her finding love the sparkle of hope, never having nephews or nieces. Never seeing her again. Only in a coffin 6 feet under.

I was wandering around when I heard it. That beautiful song, it had me memorised from the moment I heard it. I snuck around to hear the music better and to see the talented musician playing it, but instead I saw a young albino boy, roughly my age playing this massive dark mahogany piano. This was the day Soul and Maka had become partners, if not for Maka I would've asked to be Soul's friend leading to us being partners. Realisation hit me. That was Maka's song not mine. Never will be. Never would be.

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