Hey guys! I'm partly writing this so soon because of the annoyingly persistent yet motivating texts from my friend... You know who you are.
I just wanted to ask you guys to review... I know it's annoying when authors ask this but reviews really make me happy and help me to get motivated. I got four more reviews from my newest chapter! :) That's the other part of why I'm writing this.
I hope I can get this story as popular as it once was.. I know the looong break made it lose interest. I'm hoping that one of these days I can get over 600 views in a day! Well that's enough, onto the story!
Maka was surrounded by darkness. Is this what it felt like to die? She heard the shot but she didn't feel any thing. Well that's not true, she felt like she was being crushed. It was hard for her to breath. She could hear the frantic pounding of her heart in her ears. Everything else was muffled.
She thought she heard giggles and then loud bangs like amplified foot steps, but it could be the lack of oxygen. She could hear Souls voice calling to her. Now she new this was her being delusional. Soul was upset with her. Either way, she tried to focus on the voice.
It was very muffled, but she could make out a few words. It sounded like 'sorry' and 'wake up'. Maka felt a shot pain rip through her heart, but this wasn't physical pain, it was emotional pain. She was going to die without making up with Soul. She wont get to apologize.
Maka heard sirens. She figured they were coming for her. Suddenly they got piercingly loud, no longer muffled. The suffocating weight was gone, and Maka was able to pry her eyes open. She was greeted with an annoyingly bright light being shined in her eyes.
"What the hell?" She grumbled, and looked herself up and down. There was no blood, just a small scrape on her knee. The only pain she felt was that in the back of her head. She checked herself all over, making sure nothing was broken. Then she turned and looked at her surroundings.
The first thing she saw was a police officer with a small flashlight. She noted that that is what the bright light was. Then she saw the cop car in the empty street. That explained the sirens. Then she saw Soul.
Her heart wrenched at the sight of him. He looked distressed, his hair messier than normal. She guiltily looked down at the ground. She then looked back at the cop.
"What happened? I heard a gunshot, then everything was black, and now my head really hurts." Maka said, standing up. She was dizzy for a moment, and stumbled. Soul reached forward, but the young meister gained her balance before she fell. She proceeded to dust off her skirt.
"I'm trying to figure this out myself. You have a slight concussion from when this young man tackled you. I would like the two of you to come downtown with me so I can ask you some questions." said the officer in a very official tone. The two teens nodded their heads and got in the cruiser.
The ride there was very awkward. Maka kept sneaking glances at Soul, and every once in a while their eyes would meet, causing them both to turn the other way and blush. Soul was trying his best to not stare at Maka but it was very hard, especially when an adorable blush covered her ivory cheeks. Neither of them talked, the atmosphere in the car was too heavy and serious.
Soon they were at the police department and Officer Dave lead them to an interview room. The bricks were painted a bright with and the lights flickered as the walked by. The linoleum floor was a dark grey, giving the room the feel of a mental institution.
"What are your names?" Dave asked, two clipboards in front of him. Soul assumed there was one to document what each of them said.
"Maka Albarn, sir." Maka stated, and stood up a little straighter.
"Soul 'Eater' Evens." came Soul's reply, and he retained his slouched posture.
"Now before I ask you of your accounts of what has happened, I need to know if you two know each other and what your relationship is." The officer stated. Maka took the liberty of answering.
"Yes we know each other and our relationship is very close. I am a meister at the DWMA and Soul is my weapon." Maka stated. Soul was slightly hurt that she didn't mention their current boyfriend girlfriend relationship. The officer looked at Soul to confirm this. Soul nodded his head.
"Alright. Miss Maka, please state where you were going and why, then tell me what happened." Dave asked, and picked up one of the clipboards to take notes.
"I was going to Blackstar's house, because I knew Soul was there and I needed to talk to him about something that happened. I-"
"Stop. What was it that happened that you needed to talk about?" Dave interrupted Maka. Maka paled. She didn't want to talk about this to a stranger. Noticing her discomfort Soul broke into the conversation.
"This girl, Blair, had been leaving threatening notes in Maka's locker for three weeks and I was the first to find out today. I was upset that she didn't tell me sooner." Soul practically growled. Maka hung her head down, her blonde bangs covering her face.
"Is this true Maka?" Dave asked.
"Yes. Blair was expelled today." Maka said without looking up.
"What type of threats?" Dave asked, not to either of them in particular.
"The only one I saw said that 'they' had guns and to watch out." Soul said, his gaze burning into Maka. The officer nodded and wrote down some notes. Then he waved Maka to continue on, now that she was looking at him again.
Maka told him her story. From the giggling to the bad feelings to waking up. Dave only stopped her to ask about the giggles and how many shots were fired. Then it was Soul's turn.
"Well, I was hiding out at my friend, Blackstar's house. Then Maka called him, asking if I was there and Blackstar stupidly told her that I was. So I waited for the inevitable, knowing that Maka would be coming over to talk to me. Then I got a really bad feeling, so I walked outside to make sure Maka was okay. I wasn't sure why, but I felt like she was in danger. I felt the presence of Blackstar behind me." Soul stop for a moment, as if to remember what happened next.
"The next part happened so fast. I saw Maka stop and turn around, scanning the street so I did the same. I saw a flash of purple and the glint of metal. I recognized it as a gun, so I ran up and tackled Maka from behind while Blackstar ran at the person with the gun- don't worry, he can move really fast so that all you see is a blur. I kinda tackled Maka too hard, causing her to blackout a little." Soul said this last part a little sheepishly.
"Then I heard the gun clatter to the ground and a saw bunch of girls- Blair included- running away from Blackstar. Then I called 911." Soul finished and slumped back into his chair.
"Okay. I'll need your addresses, this Blackstar's phone number and a description of Blair." Dave told them. The teens eagerly gave him the information, stopping to explain why they shared an apartment and to warn him of Blackstar's ego.
On their way back to their apartment, the two of them walked side to side, close enough for Maka to grab Soul if something happened. The two of them jumped at every little sound. Once they got home the two of them agreed to talk in the morning, because both of them had a very tiring day. They then went into their separate bedrooms for much deserved sleep.
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Soul got up much earlier than usual. He was having trouble sleeping anyways. He kept thinking of what would have happened to Maka if he wasn't there. She would have been shot. And it would have been his fault. If only he hadn't run off like he did.
With a sigh, Soul stood up and walked over to his dresser, grabbing some clothes. He then proceeded into the bathroom, turning on the shower. He quickly stripped then stepped into the hot water, which turned his skin pink.
The hot water felt nice on his skin, helping him calm down and melting the tension from his muscles, allowing him to relax. He stayed in much longer than he normally did. Realizing this, the albino stepped out of the shower and quickly slid on his boxers and pants.
Soul quietly walked to the kitchen, rubbing his hair with a towel as he did so. He was greeted by the smell of pancakes, letting him know that Maka was already up and cooking. He snuck into the kitchen, setting the towle on the table, and took a look at his meister.
Her hair was down, and still damp. The missing ribbons were poking out of the pocket of her checkered skirt. She was unconsciously swinging her hips to an unknown tune, and the tip of her tongue was sticking out in concentration. Maka was obviously unaware of Soul.
With a sharp toothed smirk on his face, Soul quietly walked towards Maka until he was right behind her. She was as oblivious as ever. He was close enough to smell her lily shampoo.
"I'll take over." He said right beside her ear causing her to jump backwards into his muscular chest and almost hit him with the spatula. She turned around with on hand on her hip.
"Not funny Soul." She mock scolded, but there was humor in her emerald eyes. She gave him the spatula and took a seat at the table, and then put her hair up into her signature pigtails.
The albino finished the pancakes and then set down a plate in front of Maka and one across from her. He then sat down and dug in. They ate in silence, both of the teens were thinking about what to say. Once finished, they set their plates in the sink then sat back down, ready to talk. Maka was first.
"Soul, I'm sorry for not telling you. I really didn't want you to worry about me, and I didn't want you to get in trouble for confronting Blair, if you did. I thought she wouldn't do anything, but now I realize I was wrong. I am really sorry. When I blacked out, my thoughts were that I could die without making up with you." At this last part, Maka lowered her gaze to the table. She couldn't meet his crimson gaze, that was so full of emotion.
"I'm sorry for acting the way I did. I shouldn't have avoided you. I thought you didn't trust enough me to tell me about it. I keep thinking about what would have happened if I didn't go outside. You could have been shot, and it would have been my fault." Soul admitted, also looking at the table.
"Thanks for saving me, by the way." Maka said. Soul looked up to see a small smile on her face.
"Sorry for making you hit your head." Soul said, a smirk playing on his lips. The two teens stood up, and then walked over to each other. They embraced in a hug, and Soul kissed the top of Maka's head. Once the let go of each other, Maka looked up at her boyfriend.
"Now go get a shirt on so we can go to school." Maka said, a smile and light blush on her face. Soul grinned.
"I thought you liked me better this way?" He said, faking a pout.
"Maybe so, but I don't anyone else to see my Soul like this." Maka said with a sly smirk. She walked up and planted a chaste kiss on Soul's lips. The blonde then turned around to get her coat, leaving Soul standing in the kitchen, shocked at Maka's sudden boldness.