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Soul slumped farther into the couch with a sigh. After walking home, with Maka texting Crona the entire time, Maka practically ran into her room and barricaded herself in. He would be lucky if he saw her for more than an hour outside of school. Sighing again he turned off the T.V, pinching the bridge of his nose while he did so. His mind drifted, and so when he felt a sudden weight on the other side of the couch, naturally he jumped.
Turning his head, he saw Maka with an amused expression on her face. Her pigtails were missing and instead her hair was braided to the side. She was wearing a loose fitting t-shirt and short jeans. Just looking at her made his heart beat faster. Why didn't she feel the same way? While Soul was thinking, Maka's emerald eyes turned dark with sadness.
"I hope Crona is doing all right. From what he told me he has a had a pretty bad childhood, and every time I ask him how he is doing he insists he is fine." Maka said, sinking into the couch cushions with a pout.
''Maybe he is. There is no need to treat him like he is a child." Soul practically growled at her, staring at the black T.V screen. She looked at him, pondering his harsh words. With a sigh, she continued to talk.
"I guess your right, but I just want to help him out. He seems so lonely.'' The sadness was plain as day in Maka's voice.
"If the pink haired wimp says he is fine, then leave him alone. Either he doesn't like you enough to tell you or he wants to be alone." Soul said with a scowl, and then stomped away to his room leaving a confused and somewhat hurt Maka staring after him. He turned on his rock music and flopped onto the bed, completely defeated. Strange how instead of Maka boarded up in her room Soul was in his.
He wanted to punch Crona so much, but he knew that that wouldn't go over to well with Maka. He just hated how she was worrying over him, as if she was his girlfriend. As if she was his girlfriend. That thought rocked him to his core. How could she love Crona? How could she be in love with anyone but him? Trying to get rid of the pain he felt deep inside, Soul pounded his hand against the wall. It felt good. So, he did it again, and again and again. The pain in his fist blocked out his other pain, making him feel mindless. Anything was better than the aching in his heart. He became robotic, so much that he didn't realize that the CD he put in had stopped until he felt another being on the end of his bed.
He blankly turned his head to see Maka holding bandages in her hand, worry plastered onto her face. Numbly registering the bandages, Soul looked at his hand which was bloody, and saw bright red on his wall. He turned back to Maka, who took his injured hand. She cleaned the wound and wrapped it with care, mute the entire time. When she finished she didn't let go of his hand, instead held it in both of hers and looked into his blood red eyes.
"Whats wrong." She asked, but it was more of a demand than an inquiry. As he looked into her eyes, he couldn't help but feel that she was looking straight into his soul, which was actually a possibility since she could see souls. But he still couldn't say it.
"Nothing.'' His deep voice rumbled without hesitation.
"That's bull shit Soul. You were being hostile earlier and you were about to turn your hand into a bloody lump of flesh." Maka said, grabbing his other hand. Releasing a sigh, Soul closed his eyes.
"I can't tell you." He whispered, barley audible.
"And why the hell not?" Maka demanded, her voice sharp and in his mind's eye Soul could see her eyes narrowing.
"Because it would upset you." He said and leaned back into his pillows, letting go of Maka's hands. He opened he eyes to see a sad look in Maka's eyes, an almost regretful look, as she left his room. What does she have to be regretful about? That she was so obvious about her crush? With another sigh he closed his eyes, falling into a deep, troubled sleep.
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Soul was sitting several seats behind Maka, watching as she scribbled in a note book, which was strange. Normally she would be reading a giant book, and the only time Soul saw Maka write was when she was taking notes in class. Soul sighed, his obsession with Maka was getting over the top at this point. Today they were talking more, but still not enough for Soul. Nothing would be enough until he could kiss Maka in the halls without her getting mad at him.
"Hey Soul-y Woul-y. I see you dumped the nerds." Came a regretfully familiar voice, breaking through his depressing thoughts. Soul didn't even try to hide his groan.
"Go. Away. Blair. You. Are. Annoying." Soul said through gritted teeth.
"Oh come one Soul, don't be such a meanie." Blair said, plopping down on his lap. Soul stole a glance at Maka, whose hand was twitching in anger. Abruptly, Soul grabbed his stuff and stood up, causing Blair to fall on her ass. Her walked over to Maka and sat next to her.
"Calm down." He whispered, earning a look from Maka that said 'You knew?'. Soul flashed her a smile, just as Stein rolled into the classroom. Soul didn't really pay attention to the lesson, but it was just another dissection anyways. He was so confused. One second she was fawning over Crona, then she was wrapping his hand up, then she was pinning for Crona, then she was pissed at Blair. It was so damn strange.
Before he knew it, the bell had rang and everyone was rushing out the door towards lunch. He got up slowly once everyone left, still in a trance. He was still dazed as he got his food and sat across from Liz and Maka, who were whispering frantically. He thought he heard the words 'Crona' and 'date', which snapped him out of his daze. He stood up rigidly, leaving his food, and walked out of the cafeteria. He just couldn't deal with it anymore. He went to the one place were no one would think to look for him- the library.
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Maka heard the door open, and turned her head to watch Soul as he walked in. She hadn't seen him since lunch, and she was very worried. He was acting distant lately, and after what he did with his hand she didn't trust him to keep himself safe.
"Where were you Soul?" She asked, the worry seeping into her voice.
"Out. I didn't want to come home to an empty apartment." He grumbled, the statement surprising Maka. She has been out while he stayed in before, but more importantly why wouldn't she have come home after school?
"What makes you think that I wouldn't have come home after school?" She asked, slightly frustrated with his attitude.
"I heard you talking to Liz about your date with Crona." He accused, fire burning in his eyes.
"Soul! Don't eavesdrop, especially if your going to jump to conclusions about what you hear. If you must now, me and Liz are planning a date for Crona and Kidd. Who would have thought that Kidd was gay?" Maka said, her voice turning from angry to amused.
"And so you know there is not one person that I like more than you. You are the best person to ever come into my life...At the moment." Maka said and sunk back into the couch. Soul was staring at the floor, his ears bright red, a color that Maka was sure was also on his cheeks. It was so... cute.
"Wait, what do you mean 'at the moment'?" The albino asked, his head snapping up so he can look her straight in the eyes. She just sighed.
"Soul... you know about my cheating papa... I just can't help but think that all good things end." She said, her voice quiet. She buried her face into her hands, ashamed. Soul rushed over and sat down beside her on the couch. He gently pried her hands away from her face, surprised at the lack of tears.
''Maka I will never leave you. You are the closest thing I have ever had to family, and I couldn't bear a life without you. I love you Maka, and even though you don't feel the same way I will never stop." He told her, his deep voice dead serious. She put her feet on the couch and hugged her knees to her chest.
"It's not that I don't love you... it's just that I don't know how, or why, or if its a good thing." She mumbled, refusing to look at him. Soul didn't know weather to reassure her or hug her, but before he made up his mind she bolted of the couch and straight to her room, her face beet red. Soul sighed, pondering his situation. She loved him. but thought it was a bad thing? He just didn't know what to do. Suddenly, the most ridiculous and cheesy idea popped into his mind. He quickly got to work. If this didn't help him, he had no idea what would.
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Maka heard a knock on her bedroom door. She knew it was Soul, probably coming to check up on her. She didn't want to answer it, but he could force his way in if he wanted to. With a sigh, she reluctantly got up and walked to the door, only stopping to turn of her music. She opened the door, but didn't see Soul's shocking white hair or his crimson eyes. All she saw was empty space. To her confusion this was disappointing to her. With another sigh, she looked down and saw a tray. On it was a bouquet of white roses -her favorite-, a note and a CD that had 'Play Me' written on it's case in Soul's sloppy and dignified cursive. She picked up her tray and set it on her desk.
She got out an elegant vase and filled it with water from the bathroom. Gently resting the roses in it, She turned around and walked back to her desk. Out of curiosity she plopped the CD into her radio and pressed play. Music filled the room, songs that Soul would never listen to on his own. It was the type of music she would listen to. The thought that he actually paid attention to such a minor detail warmed her heart.
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Soul could her the music start back up from his bed, and he hoped that Maka would read his note next. The songs he picked were carefully chosen just for her.
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She listened to the music. and realized they were all love songs that she adored, and, honestly, she thought of Soul whenever she heard them. She blushed even though the red eyed teen was nowhere in sight. Remembering the note, she walked back of to her desk and unfolded the piece of white paper. She looked down at Soul's attractive handwriting and began to read.
Dear Maka,
I understand your confusion, I think. This stuff is all new to you, just as it is to me. I have never felt this way before, but I can't help but think that being with you is the only thing I need. Did you know I was clinically depressed before I joined the gang and moved in with you? Just being with you like we where then pulled me straight out of it. You made me genuine happy for the first time in a long time.
When I thought you had a crush on Crona, it tore me apart. I was jelouse beyond belief, I will admit to that. But more than that, the thought that you could be happy without me destroyed me from the inside. But the truth is tht might be true, and all I want is for you to be happy.
I just want you to know Maka, that being your weapon has been the best thing to ever happen to me. I love you unconditionally, and I would lay down my life to protect you, be it kishins or your father.
With all the love in the world,
Soul Eater