Soul's POV
I put Maka's stuff down and get off the desk. "I'm gonna go see what the others are up too." I put my hands in my pockets. "I'll come with." We both walk to the back corner of the library where we hear the others talking. They're all sitting in a circle on the floor like we were earlier, even Crona who's silently playing with his hands. We settle ourselves among them. "Holy shit this is the worst fake ID I've ever seen! Do you realize you made yourself eighty?!" Black Star cracks up. "I am aware you idiot." Kid states irritated.
"Kid what do you need a fake ID for anyways?" asks Liz. Kid sighs. "So I can vote of course." They all start laughing. I sigh and tune out their conversation, my mind elsewhere. I'm starting to feel uncomfortable with all this. I mean I'll admit, I was starting to... warm up to these people. But I mean come on. We've all been forced in here together, so that's pretty much why we stated talking and maybe even..getting along, in the first place. All of this, it's all been randomly circumstantial that's all. That alone is a reason to not let myself get carried away with all of this. Because I know, along with all of them, that come Monday everything is gonna go back to its shit self. As if this never happened.
The others are just playing pretend that's all. And I can't pretend anymore. I tune back in. "What would I do for a million dollars? Well, I'm already…privileged but, I guess I'd do as little as I had too." Kid replies. Maka rolls her eyes. "That's boring…" "Well how am I supposed to answer?" "The idea is to search your mind for the absolute limit. Like umm…would you drive too school naked?" Maka asks chuckling. Kid's eyes widen. "I would!" Black Star interjects.
"No one cares Black Star!" Patti yells back. "Yeah I'd rather gouge my eyes out than see you naked, gross." Liz says teasing. "Screw you guys! My body is fucking amazing! I'm not ashamed!" Black Star replies. "Clearly." Sue mutters. Black Star turns to her, his face confused as to what Sue was referring too. His body ?Or his overconfidence? Black Star would argue the former. "Um well would I have to get out of the car?" Kid asks suddenly. Maka turns to him "Of course.." "In the spring, or the winter?" "It doesn't matter…spring…" "In front of the school or in behind of the school?" "Either one..." Kid pauses, considering it. "Yes." They all laugh. "I'd pay to see that!" Patti says giggling. Kid coughs as his face flushes. Maka turns to me.
"How 'bout you Soul, would you drive to school nak-" "Yeah." I say dully. She lowers an eyebrow. I continue. "I'll do anything sexual and I don't need a million dollars to do it either..." I say smirking. Maka looks at me with genuine confusion. Everyone else's smiles falter, the light-heartedness now gone. She rolls her eyes."You're lying…" "On the contrary, I've done just about everything there is except a few things that are illegal, I'm a total satyr." Maka's cheeks redden.
Everyone's looking at me baffled. "You're a pig." She finally says. "It is what it is." "Are your parents aware of this?" Kid asks , disgusted. "What's a satyr?" Patti asks. "Don't worry about it Patti." Liz replies. "It's when a guy likes to have sex!" Black Star announces. Liz chucks a book at his head. "Don't pervert my little sister you sicko!" I turn back to Kid. "Well the only person I've told is my shrink."
"And what did they do when you told them?" Kid asks actually curious. "Well I… nailed her." Maka grimaces. "Isn't that rape?" Sue asks. "I don't think that from a legal standpoint it can be construed as rape since it was consensual and I do pay her after all..." "She's an adult!" Maka interjects disturbed. I bite my lip and sigh. "Yeah..she's married too." Her eyes widen. "Do you have any idea how completely repulsive that is?" "Well the first few times-" she cuts me off. "First few times? You mean you've done it more than once!?" Her face contorts in disgust. "Sure…" "Are you insane?" "Obviously he's insane if he's seeing a shrink." Liz states. "Hey, I also see a shrink." Kid buts in, a bit offended. "Exactly my point." He scowls.
I turn to Maka again. "Have you ever done it?" Maka scoffs. "What? I don't even have a therapist." She crosses her arms defensively. "Have you ever done it with a normal person?" I ask. She rolls her eyes. "Didn't we already go over this?" "You never answered the question!" Black Star cuts in. Maka shoots him an angry glare. "He's right.." I say. "Look I'm not gonna discuss my personal business with total strangers."
"It's kind of a doubled edged sword, isn't it?" Sue expresses. Maka turns to her. "What?" "Well, if you say you haven't you're a prude. If you say you have, you're a slut. It's a trap. You want to but you can't but when you do you wish you didn't, right?" "Wrong, I.." "Or are you a tease?" Black Star asks. "She's a tease…" I say. "Can we all just move on?" She pleads overwhelmed. "You're a tease and you know it, all girls are teases." I say. "She's only a tease if what she does gets you hot…" Black Star proclaims. "I don't do anything!" Maka cries, frustrated. "That's why you're a tease.." I say.
She turns to me once again. "Okay, let me ask you a few questions?" "I've already told you everything." I answer. "No! Doesn't it bother you to sleep around without being in love? I mean I get you're a guy and everything but don't you want any respect?" "I don't screw to get respect….that's the difference between you and me." "Obviously not the only difference." She replies irritated. "Face it Maka, you're a tease." "I am not a tease!" "Sure you are! You said it yourself sex is a weapon, you use it to get respect!" "No.. I never said that, you're twisting what I said Soul!" "Oh then what do you use it for?" "I don't use it at all!" She's on the verge of tears. But I can't hold back.
"Oh, are you physically fragile or is it psychological?" I ask. "I didn't mean it that way! You're putting words in my mouth!" "Well if you'd just answer the question.." "Why don't you just answer?" Black Star suggests. "Be honest.." says Sue. "No big deal.." adds Liz. "Yeah answer it!" shouts Patti. "Talk to us!" I push. "Come on answer the damn question already!" Black Star shouts again. "It's a simple question." I say. Maka screams. "No! I've never done it!" she finally answers, exasperated. I exhale.
"I'm not a satyr. I don't even have a shrink." I reveal finally. They all look me annoyed but Maka looks at me livid. "Are you kidding me?! You are such an asshole! You did that on purpose just to fuck me over! I can't believe you! You're a fucking weirdo. You've been acting like an ass all day and then when you finally open up you pretend to be a person with actual feelings. You manipulate others for your own personal sick and twisted satisfaction. Everything you say is a lie."
I swallow and absorb the low blows she's throwing at me. Honestly I'm aware it's not far from the truth. "You're just pissed off 'cause he got you to admit something you didn't want to admit to.." Black Star defends. "Look whatever…that doesn't make it any less bizarre." She exhales and starts to calm down. That yelling she gave me took a lot out of her. "What's bizarre? I mean we're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all." Black Star states casually and uncharacteristically wisely.
Maka turns to him. "How are you bizarre?" "He's got a superiority complex." Sue answers for him. Black Star sighs and has a reluctant expression on his face. "…She's right.." We all turn to Black Star. "I know you guys think I'm all mouth and no filter, but there's more to it than that. You know what I did to get in here? Did you guys hear about how Ox Ford got his ass ducted tapped together during gym?" I stifle a laugh. "That was you?" Kid asks appalled. "Yeah you know him?" "Yes, he's on the student council with me…" Kid says. "Well then you know how hairy he is, well not from his head, but everywhere else, right? Well, when they pulled the tape off, most of his hair came off and… some skin too." The others hiss. "That's horrible." Maka mutters.
Black Star crosses his arms and continues, looking down and thinking. "And the bizarre thing is that the dork didn't even do or say anything to me. I mean yeah, I'm known for getting into fights with other people but I always take on people who are bigger than me, who claim to be stronger and faster and better. Who challenge me, you know? I'm not known for just beating up on anyone. I just, I don't even remember what the hell was going on in my head or I didn't then but when I look back, I guess what triggered it all was that a couple of weeks before that, I had a sparring match with this one guy who's like 10 years older than I am. But I didn't give a damn you know, I wasn't scared. We went at for like 4 hours straight. The sensei had to call it a drawl. I couldn't let it go though. I had to beat this guy I couldn't live with myself if I didn't. The bastard had skill but he had nothing on me. So I walked after him after class and I challenged him outside."
He pauses and takes a long breath, I'd never seen Black Star like this, almost but not entirely, vulnerable. I always thought the end of the world would happen way before I'd ever use that word and Black Star in a sentence. I'd known him since Middle School and he'd kind of mentioned he'd come from a foster home. From then on I always assumed abandonment issues were to blame for his wild disposition.
He clenches his jaw and continues. "Next thing I know, he knocks me to the ground and I'm pinned under him. No one has ever tried that before and…succeeded." He spits out the word harshly. "It was all so...unreal. After that, I pushed it to the back of my mind and pretended it never happened. But I guess when I thought I had gotten over it, I really hadn't. I tortured that damn dork all because… I just couldn't stand even the idea of being someone else's victory! And I just didn't give a damn! So I'm sitting in the locker room and I'm wrapping up my hands, and Ox's changing a couple lockers down from me. Yeah... he's skinny, weak. And I knew I could take him with my eyes closed and my hands in my pockets. Well, next thing I knew, I jumped on top of him and started wailing on him... my friends they just laughed and cheered me on. Afterwards, when I was in principle Reaper's office, all I could think about was how fucking ridiculous I felt. I honestly believed beating him up would maybe restore some false sense of dignity. But I just felt even shittier. And then I started imagining Ox having to go home and explain to his parents what had happened to him. And the humiliation...the fucking humiliation he must've felt. All because I didn't win an insignificant sparring match! To me it wasn't insignificant though. To me every single fight counts. Every single one is something to prove. To prove I'm the best there is! To prove… I don't fucking need anyone else to back me up! To prove I can carry my own weight! I don't fucking need anyone else but me!" He holds back furious tears and breathes heavily. And I realized he confirmed my theory from earlier.