Hello again! I'm sorry I haven't uploaded in a while, I've been out of it, but that's no excuse! I am forced to write on my mom's computer because mine is old as the dinos. I was aware I was spelling meister wrong, but I didn't know how to spell it. Thank you for your reviews! They gave me inspiration to start again! Sorry if its a bit choppy.
Soul gazed into Maka's emerald eyes, which were fogged with some unknown emotion. Catching her weapon's worried expression she quickly looked away, a blush forming on her cheeks. She started fiddling with the hem of her shirt, while soul continued to stare at her questioningly.
"S-soul I really need time to get used to this. Just no more kissing and stuff for a while. You may be really comfortable with it but I'm not." She blurted out, her face getting redder each moment. She didn't dare look at Soul's face, she was afraid she would see hurt and betrayal. She felt him get off her bad, and out of the side of her vision she saw him pause at her doorway.
'' I don't know why I'm so easy with this either. I've never done this before. All I can say is I feel like I have known you forever, as if we are connected. I will wait for you to be comfortable, but I will protect you and make you happy. If that means hiding my emotions that is what I will do. I will do anything for you." He said, and then left. Maka collapsed onto her bed and buried her face into her pillows. She was so confused, her world was turning upside down.
That was the longest speech Soul had ever given her, and the edge to it made Maka feel as if she hurt him very badly. She just didn't know what to make of it. She knew she liked Soul, a lot, but she also knew the careless emotions and relationships are what her father has, and she didn't want that. She was a normal girl, she fantasized of her wedding and her dream guy and love. She just never thought that it would happen. She was just a plain, ordinary bookworm. She figured she would live out her last days as a crazy cat lady.
Sighing once again, Maka got up and took a long, warm shower. After slipping into a loose pair of grey shorts and a white tank top she turned on her radio, the one thing that never failed to comfort her. Flopping back onto her bed, she let her ears fill with tunes and melodies, and slowly drifted into sleep.
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Soul sighed as he shut his locker and headed off to class. Maka spent the entire day yesterday locked away in her room, only coming out twice for food to take back into her room. He couldn't hear anything for her room, her radio was on the entire time. Sighing again Soul walked into the classroom, barley aware of the other students around him. He felt like he failed Maka, as if he had done something wrong. He couldn't help but think that if he had gone slower, if he had contained himself or paid attention to the way she was feeling he could have prevent the conundrum they were in at this time.
The entire class period he did things robotic, talking as minimal as possible. He got in line quickly and quietly when Stein called for a class soul check, painfully aware that Maka had been staying away from him the entire call period and was instead hanging around with Liz and Kidd. Well, more like Kidd hung out with her and Liz followed, but Soul didn't care.
"Soul. Soul. Hello?" Soul blinked several times, realizing that Stein was calling his name. He felt his cheeks pinken slightly and he looked up.
"Sorry, spaced out." Soul said and gave his teacher a sheepish smile, revealing rows of sharp teeth. Stein sighed and turned the screw in his head several times.
"I was just saying your Soul is out of sync with Maka's. If it doesn't go back to normal in a week you need try to figure out why." Stein said, talking to both Soul and Maka. The two of them nodded and Stein, content with there answers, continued down the line. In the back of Soul's mind he felt a hint of accomplishment, because in a week he had a reason to talk about this problem with Maka.
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At lunch, instead of eating with her friends like always Maka headed towards the library. Today was especially dreary, even for a Monday. The library always helped to soothe her nerves, the musty smell was very comforting. She opened her book and focused her eyes on the words, but she didn't read. He mind was overflowing with thoughts to the point that she couldn't even concentrate on her thoughts, nevertheless the written word. Sighing, she gently closed her book and set it onto the dust covered table.
Her nerves were on high intensity. Her eyes scanned the room, picking up every detail and analyzing every shadow. She heard the slight shuffle of feet from behind her, not six inches away. Faster than you could blink, the offender was pushed up against the table with both arms pulled behind their back, Maka holding the wrists. A muffled yelp came from this person, and the ash blonde meister looked over her opponent.
The person seemed to be a very, very feminine guy, if not a handsome girl. He (Maka decided to go with male) had short, pale pink hair which hung low at seemingly random points. His eyes were all black, and open wide as if he was very frightened. He had a black cloak, almost a dress actually, that stopped just above his ankles. He had black shoes and the sleeves of his cloak ended in a white cuff that protruded slightly. Looking back to his face, she noticed a scar that was in the shape of a cirle, and had an X in it. There also seemed to be two dots, but she couldn't decide weather or not they were just freckles.
"Name, age, gender and why you were behind me. Go." Maka hissed into his ear, tightening her grip just a fraction when he jumped at the sound of her voice.
"C-crona miss. S-sixt-teen years o-old. M-male. You l-looked sad s-so I was t-trying to w-work up the c-courage to ask what's w-wrong." He said quickly, in a high pitched voice. He looked very flustered, which accounted for the stuttering. Maka let go of him and stepped back.
"Sit." She ordered again, but in this time a much friendlier tone. He complied and sat across from Maka's seat, which she settled back into.
"So Crona, are you a student at the DWMA?" Maka asked, straightening her pigtails. Crona gulped, and then opened his mouth the speak.
''Yes. Lord Death is allowing me to come to school here and stay in the dorm since my mother died, miss." He said, but spoke slowly.
"Oh I'm sorry! My name is Maka Albarn." Maka said and held out a gloved hand, which her new acquaintance shook. She gave him a big grin, which he returned with a small smile.
"So how did your mother die, if you don't mind me asking, and how did you get that interesting scar?" Maka asked Crona, keeping her voice friendly. She wanted to make him feel ask comfortable as possible.
"It's a long story."
"We got lots of time"
"Alright. I guess I'll start at the beginning." Crona took a deep breath and looked around. When he saw that no one else was in the library he started his tale.
"Well I've only known my Mother all my life, but she wasn't my mom, just my Mother. She didn't love me at all. She only had me to do her bidding." Maka shuddered at the sadness and loathing in his voice.
"She experimented on me, and inserted me with 'black blood'. This black substance pretty much inserted another being into my body, a being called Ragnorok. He was a bully, always beating me. But that's not the worst part. My Mother made me kill people, innocent people, using Ragnorok as my weapon." This time Crona shuddered, as if he was thinking back to one of those times.
"One day I came home and I heard a bunch of loud noises, so I followed them. I came just in time to see my Mother disintegrate, leaving an evil red soul behind. The person who killed her was Lord Death, and he was about to say something to me when I screeched in pain. Ragnorok was slowly seeping out of me, he seemed to die when my Mother did. That's how I got the scar, it looks like his face. Then Lord Death took me in and got me counseling before taking me into the school. I'm a lot happier now, but I still stutter when I'm really nervous." Crona lifted his gaze from the dusty table, and was confused when there was empty air. He was about to talk when Maka crashed into him from the side.
"You sound like you need a friend Crona, and I'll be that friend." Maka said and released him from her giant hug. She gave him a smile, which he returned. It felt nice to have a friend.
"Why were you in the library all alone Maka? And if you don't mind me asking what about your parents?" Crona asked, staring at the floor. Maka laughed slightly at his shyness.
"Well, me and one of my friends are sort of in a weird situation, and it's been a hectic day so I came in her to take a break. As for my parents, my mom is traveling the world so I don't know were she is right now, and my Dad is a drunken man whore. I hate him, so I live in an apartment with my friend, who happens to be the same one I'm weird with at the moment." Maka said and flashed another smile.
"Come on, we got fifteen minuets left so I'll take you to meet the gang!" Maka said as she jumped up and grabbed his hand, pulling him towards the lunch room.
"The gang?" He asked, trying not to fall on his face as Maka pulled him along.
"Yeah! Were are an advanced group of kishin hunters." Maka explained as the two of them walked over to her friends. It seemed Patty was tourturing Kidd, Blackstar was being scolded by Tsubaki while Liz was talking to a zoned out Soul.
"Hello guys! This is Crona." Maka said cheerily, shoving Crona forward.
"Hi." Came his small voice and he clutched his left arm with his right hand. Imideatly Blackstar was in his face.
"Are you a girl?" He asked, nose to nose with the pink haired kid.
"Blackstar don't be so rude! Crona is a guy." Maka said, and slammed a dictionary onto his head.
"Hello Crona I'm Death The Kidd, but you can just call me Kidd." Kidd said, appearing out of nowhere. Maka noted the strange look in Kidd's golden eyes, and how Crona blushed.
"Liz is the brunette and Patty is the young blonde. Both of them are my weapons, they are twin pistols." Kidd started to introduced everyone, but Maka cut him off.
"The white haired guy over there is Soul, he is my weapon and room mate. Blackstar is the idiot with blue hair, and Tsubaki, the tall calm one, is his weapon. We are all pretty tight nit." Maka said and gave him another smile.
"Nice to meet you." Crona said meekly, looking at everyone in turn.
"Well come on, sit down." Kidd said, patting the seat between him and Tsubaki. Crona looked at Maka, unsure and she just shooed him on and took her own seat across from Kidd. Kidd and Crona really hit it off, a fact that made Maka smile. Liz leaned in a whispered to Maka.
"He seems shy."
"Yeah, he has had a pretty bad past. Be nice to him. Oh, he lives in the school dorms just in case Kidd wants to talk to him." Maka whispered back with a wink. It wasn't long before they had to go to class, so they all got up and headed towards their lockers.
