Hello everyone who is reading this! I updated today because it is my birthday! Yay! The chapter is on the sunday of soul's weekend. Enjoy!
I am writing this with my best friend KeedaxEmry. Also we don't own Soul Eater.
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"So any plans for today?" I asked Soul as we slowly walked down the street, Sunday afternoon.
"I already told you that I don't plan anything or are you actually stupid, bookworm?" he smirked.
"Well for your information, I thought that maybe you actually had something planned by the way you showed up at my house extremely late," I growled.
"Late, no one in their right mind gets up as early as you do on a Sunday," he scoffed.
"Getting up at seven is not early, Getting up at noon is late," I clenched my fists.
He opened his mouth to say something but then both our attention was turned when a loud high-pitched squeal of Soul's name was heard. We both turned our heads to see a girl running towards us.
"SOUL-IEE," she screamed and jumped on Soul. It was then that I saw what she looked like. She looked like…well a girl that usually would hang out with papa. She had skimpy clothes on and her hair was a strange color of purple that curled at the end, but wait how did Soul know her? It couldn't have been he was like my papa and womanizes around these girls, right? I didn't really know what to think of the whole situation until I noticed Soul's noise was bleeding and that got my fuming.
"Soul!" I said as calmly as I could with my fist clenched.
"Uh Maka?" he said slowly looking to me.
"MAKA-CHOP," I yelled, hitting him with a book I had in my bag as he fell to the ground, but at least it made me feel better.
"Are you alright Soul?" the girl then asked Soul and soul sat up.
"What the hell was that for?" he completely ignored the girl and screamed at me.
"No reason really," I shrugged.
"Don't hit me if there is no reason," he yelled.
"I'll do what I want," I yelled back until the girl piped in.
"Who's this girl Soul-lee?" she said looking at me and smiling.
"Huh, oh this is just some stupid bookworm," he shrugged.
"Maka-chop," I screamed once again hitting Soul over the head with my book.
The girl though just laughed at Soul on the ground, "Hi-ya I'm Blair!"
"Maka," I said slowly.
"So how do you know Soul-iee?"
"Well…we go to school together," I said slowly realizing that she wasn't even paying attention to me. I then took my attention to Soul who was just sitting on the ground looking bored.
"I have to go Soul-iee but I'll see you soon, Bye," the girl name Blair waved goodbye. She then left with some friends and I turned my attention back to the now standing Soul.
"How do you know her?" I asked.
"I meet her at Death Kicks," he shrugged.
"How?" I asked angrily.
"Well she was in trouble with some stupid guys so I helped her out."
"Was she ok afterward?"
"Yeah, she was fine; those guys at least got what they deserved," he smirked as we kept walking.
"You fought them?" I asked almost furious. I hated fighting.
"Nah, they were too uncool to fight, I had Joe kick them out."
"Good, I hate fighting."
"Thought so bookworm."
"Shut up!" I yelled and stomped off until I noticed a limo coming closer to us and slowing down. I was about to keep walking when I noticed Soul stopped and was starring at the limo.
"Soul?" I called out to him but he just ignored me and kept starring at the limo. It was then that I notice the limo almost came to a stop and the window rolled down a bit barely showing some angry brown eyes that went right through your soul. The pair of eyes made me shiver so I turned back to Soul and saw him glaring at the limo. It felt like it took forever to pass us but once it did I took a breath that I didn't realize I was holding.
"Let's go," Soul eventually said and swept past me. I took one last look at the limo before it turned on a different street and caught up with Soul.
"What was that about?" I asked and Soul stopped which almost made me run into the back of him. "Hey, just don't stop like that!"
"Maka…" he said coldly which made me step back a bit.
It made me freeze by his sudden coldness and bite my lip in nervousness.
"Just drop it," he finally said after what felt like a year and then he just kept walking. I almost didn't keep following him, but I did. We stayed quiet through the whole walk until we stopped at "Death Kicks." We went inside and sat at the bar quietly.
"So how are you two doing?" Joe asked making a drink for another customer.
"Fine, I'll be back," Soul grumbled as he walked in the direction of the restroom and I saw that as my chance to find something out about Soul.
"Joe?" I asked as he made his way over to me.
"What is it Maka?" he smiled.
"I was curious, do you know anything about Soul's past, or family maybe?" I asked curious.
"Oh miss Maka I don't know if I am the person that should be telling you about that," Joe shook his head.
"Oh I see, well I shouldn't have asked," I said slowly.
"No Maka, it's just Soul should be the one to tell you, not me," he smiled again.
"Oh well some strange things happened today and I was curious if I could do anything," I huffed.
"What kind of things?" he asked curious.
"Well there was this thing with a limo, and someone with scary eyes looking at us," I shivered just remembering it.
I think Joe was about to answer me when Soul came back out and sat down. We sat there for about thirty minutes more when Soul got up.
"Let's go," he said and walked out. I followed him until we came up to an arcade that was colored with flashing lights and games.
"What are we doing here?" I asked him confused.
"What does it look like bookworm, it's an arcade where you play games," he shook his head.
"Yes I know what an arcade is, why did you take me here?" I rolled my eyes.
"To have some fun, let's go," he said strolling into the arcade. I stood outside for a couple seconds but a smile crept up on my face and followed him in.
We then played most of the games in the arcade from pool, to air hockey, to pin-ball. I have to admit though that it was really fun. I felt like a kid again and that doesn't happen often. We stayed there pretty much for the rest of the day until it closed. We even came out of it laughing at how competitive we were with each other. The sun started setting when he finally walked me home.
"So I think I won this bet," Soul smirked.
"Yeah, right you didn't win, I did," I said stubbornly.
"No you didn't, you took me to the most boring place ever, and I took you to a place where you actually laughed," he smirked.
"I wasn't having fun, I was laughing at your stupid-ness," I said and went into my apartment that we were standing in front of. I stayed by the door for a little bit until I noticed a box on my floor so I picked it up.
"What's this?" I asked to myself and went into the kitchen to get a knife so I could open it. I ripped open the box and threw the stuffing around so I could see what was inside. Once I did I found a letter on top. I ripped it open and read it.
Dear Maka,
Wes here. Since my little bro won't write a letter then I will. This is a replacement for the shirt that got ruined by some drunken guy. It is so sweet that my bro did this, don't you think? See you again soon, hopefully.
Wes Evans
P.S. I would like to talk to you sometime, maybe in a couple days if that is ok.
Once I was done reading the letter, I looked at the contents in the box. I picked up a nice fancy black blouse. It looked like it could have cost a million dollars by how nice it looked. It had some frills on it and was a button up. A couple minutes after admiring it, I went and tried it on. The fabric was super soft and the fit was almost perfect.
"Wow it's so nice," I gawked and then thought about Soul.
I couldn't believe that Soul would get a replacement shirt since it wasn't his fault for ruining the first one. I could have just bought a new one, there weren't that expensive. I mean maybe he did care a bit. There could be a nice him under all that exterior. I was so caught up in the shirt that I forgot about what Wes said. He said something along the lines of wanting to talk to me about Soul.
"What is that all about," I asked myself but just ignored it after that. I was too excited about the new blouse. I don't know what came over me but I ran to the door and threw it open.
"Soul," I called out but that was stupid of me because he was probably already almost home by now. I just shook my head and went back inside my apartment.
'That's what was in that box from yesterday,' I thought. 'Then why couldn't he have just given it to me.' It wouldn't have been that hard. Boys are weird I guess.
That's it till next time! =)