Soul Eater

Hello, everyone! Got a chance to update today. I wasn't going to, but the words ended up writing (typing) themselves. I was working on college applications, but stopped when I realized the application fee. $50 for each application? Goodness. All well. Going to have to go to my counsler to get a fee waiver or something. I can't pay that for each application!

Anyways, a thanks to all my readers, reviewers, subscribers, ect! I love you all! I'm sorry for all my grammatical errors!

P.s. For my wonderful reviewer that asked, I'm not sure when the ending is coming. It's still pretty far. There's still a bit to go especially since the flow of the story is pretty slow. I hope that's okay. *.*

Untouchable

Chapter 21 – The Talk

Maka's body froze as she stood in front of her dad. She didn't know what to do or what to say. Her face was flushed with embarrassment while Soul looked terrified. She turned to look at her father who was practically fuming through his ears. His face expressed nothing but anger and rage, his eyes glued to Soul like if he wanted to choke him. Maka stood in front of Soul just in case her dad tried to do something irrational.

"It's not what it looks like. I can explain!" Maka told him. Her voice was shaking just like her hands. She bit her lips, hoping things would work out. She was scared of what her father would say or do to Soul. "I know it looks bad, but if you let me explain, I'm sure you'll understand."

Her father, Spirit, didn't say anything anymore and stood silent. He closed his eyes as he walked closer to her. Maka looked up at him and placed her hand over his arm, but he swayed her off. He pushed her to the side so that he stood directly in front of Soul. Then, he suddenly grabbed Soul by his shirt and held him closely up to him. "What the hell were you doing to my daughter, you animal!?"

Maka, not wasting anytime, got in between them. She pushed her dad away from Soul. Panting, Maka stared at her dad with a deep glare. "What is your problem? You didn't even give me a chance to explain things!"

"There's nothing for you to explain, Maka! I know what I saw!" He exclaimed at her as he pulled on his hair. He turned back to look at Soul. He stared at him as he growled underneath his breath. "You're dead. I'm gonna kill you!"

He charged toward Soul, but Maka, once again, stopped him. She stood in front of him, not allowing him to move forward. Then, she turned back to look at Soul. He was just standing still, probably wondering if her dad was even normal. "Soul, please just go. I'll explain things to him."

"Are you sure, Maka?" He asked her, taking a step back away from them. He was obviously scared even though he didn't want to show it. Maka nodded as she struggled with her dad that was acting like an overprotective dog fighting against a burglar. When Soul saw her nodding, he sheepishly placed his hand behind his back. "Okay. I'm sorry about this. I'll see you later then." With embarrassment, he turned to look at her dad. "Good bye, Sir."

"Like hell you'll see my daughter again! You come one inch close to her and I'll snap your neck in half! You hear me, I'll accuse you for sexual harassment! Do you understand!" He yelled at him, but Maka restrained him from going toward him. She held him back with her body even though she didn't know how longer she could keep that up. "Do you understand?!" Her father continued. "You keep away from my daughter!"

Soul was walking toward the front door, but stopped mid-way. Then, he turned around to look at her dad with a serious face. Maka wished he could just go before he made problems worse. "I'm sorry, but I can't do that, Sir." Soul told him in serious tone, his crimson eyes glaring at her dad. "I can't stay away from your daughter because I love her."

"Soul!" Maka exclaimed, closing her eyes, feeling her face blush a deep color of red. She didn't want to hear those words. She wasn't ready to hear them. The moment she first heard Soul telling her that she loved her, she fell enchanted to his spell. No one had ever told her that. She had never thought she would ever hear someone say that they love an ordinary plain girl like her. For the first time in her life she had actually felt loved and that was the reason all her doubt suddenly washed away. "Please, Soul! Just go before things get worse!"

"Don't you dare say that again! You come near my daughter again and I'll make you regret it!" He hollered, but thankfully, to Maka's relief, Soul had listen to her and was already out the door. She sighed as she stepped away from her dad even though he continued with his rampage. "Your my daughter! I'm not gonna let that dumb ass come and take my daughter away! No! No! No way! I'm not gonna let that happen! Not in a million years!"

"Papa!" Maka exclaimed, furrowing her eyebrows and curling her hands into fists. She took deep breaths as she tried her best to calm herself down. She was going to need a lot of patience to talk to her thick headed dad. "Calm down! Your making a fuss over nothing! It's not as bad as it seems if you let me explain things! Besides, I don't even know what you're doing here! Aren't you suppose to be traveling overseas or something?!"

He turned around, giving her his back and crossing his hands. "I came back to get some papers I forgot, but that's not important right now!" He twirled around, grabbing her shoulders tightly. "What were you doing, Maka?! Who was that boy?! What was he doing inside this house?! Why in the world are you wearing boys' clothes?! Where is Giriko?! Why were you two all by yourselves?! What were you planning to do?! Why aren't you in school?! Why, Maka!? Why?"

"Stop it! You're asking too many questions that are far from the point! Don't jump to conclusions!" Maka tried to pull away from him, but she couldn't. His grip was too strong on her. "Papa! Let me explain things, okay! Just let me explain, for once!"

He let her go as he impatiently sat down on the sofa. He crossed his legs and stared at her with a serious stern face. "Okay! Fine! Tell me, then! What the hell is going on?!"

Maka took a deep breath before she started explaining things. Things were going to get really awkward, but she had to defend Soul no matter what. She wanted to keep seeing him and she didn't want her dad to hate him. "Okay, well, the boy I was with is Soul Eater Evans. He goes to my school and I've known him for a while now." Maka snapped her eyes shut as she played with her fingers. "He's my boyfriend."

"HE'S YOUR WHAT?" Spirit hollered, sprinting up from the sofa. He grabbed Maka by the shoulders again and started to shake her back and forth. "Why, Maka!? What did I ever do to deserve this?! What does he have that I don't?! I'm sure I love you a billion times more than he does, so why?! Why, Maka! Why?!"

"Papa, let me finish!" Maka insisted as she sat him back down on the sofa. He frantically started crying saying her name over and over again. "Anyways, Soul is my boyfriend. I like being with him. He's done so many things for me and he's always by my side. He's really nice and I'm sure if you got to know him, I'm sure you'll like him too. I'm sure if you gave him a chance, you'll get along."

"Never! I will never accept him! He's not good for you, Maka! He's a bad influence on you, Maka!" He was about to jump up again, but Maka prevented him from doing so. She sat down next to him while a waterfall exploded from his eyes. Convincing him to like Soul wasn't going good at all, but then again, she kind of expect things to go that way. "Papa, knows what's best for you! Your Papa knows everything, Maka!"

"No, you don't! I'm not done, yet." Maka suddenly hollered, surprising Spirit for a bit. She hated to talk to about her private life with her dad, but she had no choice. She had to show her dad what a wonderful person Soul was. "That guy that you got to take care of me, Giriko or whatever his name is, he was a total jerk! He thought he was the boss of me and treated me horrible! Soul defended me and he made him leave me alone! In other words, he saved me!"

"That still doesn't justify why he was on top of you or what you're doing wearing his clothing or why you're not in school!" Spirit jumped up from the sofa, holding his fists out in the air. It was clear to Maka that he hadn't heard one word she had just said.

"Yes, it does. It was all Giriko's fault! He's the one who caused everything!" Maka exclaimed, hoping it would get through her dad's head. "He treated me horrible and I got scared! I didn't know what to do so I went to sleep over at Soul's place! He protected me! He didn't let him touch me! How can you hate him after he almost practically saved my life?!"

"YOU DID WHAT?" Spirit yelled like if he was about to have a heart attack. Maka slapped her forehead and wished her dad didn't make such a big deal about things. He should be getting at Giriko and not at her. Then again, he wasn't your everyday father. He was a complete drunkie with no common sense. "You slept at his house! Maka, what in the world were you thinking?! Don't you know how dangerous that is?!"

"Oh, so you rather have me stay with a man that almost rapped me?!" Maka snapped back at him before her body started trembling in anger. She hated talking about that sort of things, but he had to understand what was going on. "I was terrified to stay here with Giriko! He's a crazy drunk head that doesn't care about anything! Understand that! Soul saved me and I'm grateful for that! That's why he's my boyfriend and no matter what you say, I'm going to keep seeing him!"

"I understand that, Maka! I'll deal with Giriko later, but right now, I'm talking with you about that Soul guy! I don't trust him and I don't want you seeing him! You're my daughter and I'm don't going to let you date him!" Her dad told her as he crossed his hands.

"What? Why not?" Maka insisted, standing up and getting closer to him. "Why don't you understand? He's my boyfriend and I want to be with him. He's an amazing guy, Papa! He's perfect in every way. I'm sure if you got to know him, you'll learn to accept him! Why are you against him? He hasn't done anything to you!"

"He's laid his hands on you, Maka and I can't allow that!" Spirit snapped her, surprising her and making her be quiet. She took a step back, her heart broken since all her effort had been in vain. "He had the nerve to come into this house and touch you without my permission! He doesn't have my trust nor my respect! He's influencing you to become a rebellious girl! Papa is not going to allow that! You're my daughter and I'm not going to let you go out with him! What do you want me to think after I saw him on top of you, his hands all over you, kissing you away while you're suppose to be at school?! You're suppose to be in school right now and you're not! That alone is not acceptable. Then you brought him in the house without my permission! Not only that, you're wearing his clothing! What am I suppose think after seeing what I did?!"

Her father was talking to much despite the fact that he wasn't drunk. Maka gulped as she looked down with defeat. "I know it was wrong, but you have to understand. I want to be with him. I've never felt this way before." Maka snapped her eyes shut, covering her face with her hair so he wouldn't see the tears that were forming. She was starting to feel a bit desperate. "Why don't you understand?"

"I'm sorry, Maka. I can't. I'm not going to let you." Her dad told her, turning around, not looking at her. "Go to your room. This conversation is over. You're grounded until I say so. You're not going to see this Soul guy and I'll transfer you if I have to."

"What! Isn't that a bit extreme!? You can't do that to me!" Maka exclaimed, gripping on to the shirt she was wearing. Didn't he understand anything? She had tried her best to explain, but apparently nothing went through his head. It frustrated her. "What's so wrong with going out with Soul?! Just because he gave you a bad impression doesn't mean he's a bad person! Besides, you're no one to talk! You have a new girlfriend almost everyday and you always bring them to the house! Who knows what you do with them!"

"Don't talk back to your father, Maka!" He told her, but Maka simply walked away passed him. If he didn't listen to her, there was no way she was planning to listen to him.

Before she walked to her room, Maka turned around to look at her dad with a glare. She curled her hands into fists as she trembled with anger. "I don't care what you say. I'm not going to listen to you. Whether you like it or not, I'm going to keep seeing Soul. I want to stay by his side."

And with that, she angrily stomped to her room, getting ready to jump out the window.

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Soul cursed himself under his breath as he stood under a light post in front of Maka's house. He really hated himself in the moment since he had dug his own grave. If he would have known that Maka's dad would be around, he wouldn't have gone three miles close to Maka's house. Her dad was definitely scary and psycho for that matter. When he was inside Maka's house, standing in front of her dad, Soul thought for sure that he would be on his way to heaven.

Sighing, he suddenly punched the wall in anger since he had left Maka all by herself. He wanted to explain things to her dad as well. He didn't want to leave the entire package to her, but what was he suppose to do? If he had stayed there any longer, he would have been a goner. He would do anything to stay with Maka even if it meant confronting her overprotective father. If only he had gotten the chance to talk to him, things probably wouldn't have ended up so complicated and twisted.

He leaned his back against the wall as he stared up at the sky. In that moment, he was helpless, not able to do anything to help Maka out. Her dad hated him and in reality, Soul couldn't really blame him. He already knew that when he was with Maka he had trouble controlling himself to the point that it affected his thoughts and actions. If she had let him, he really would have gone that extra step.

Then he had confessed to her. He told her that he was in love with her. Whether that was true or not, Soul wasn't really sure since he had never fallen in love before. What he was feeling for Maka was totally different. He had never felt something so strong in his entire life and that was the precise reason why he didn't want to lose her.

Suddenly, he remembered everything Maka had told him about Wes. He couldn't believe that he was already starting to get in between him and Maka. There was no doubt that he hated him, but he had no idea that he hated him to such extent. Soul knew the reason for his hatred and his anger toward him, but he didn't like to think about it. That was a topic that he always avoided both mentally and socially.

Soul was so lost in thought that he didn't even notice Maka's father standing right in front of him. He immediately stood up straight while he felt a chill run down his spine. Soul nervously looked at him, feeling his his eyes pierce at him with great force. Without another moment of hesitation, Soul took a step toward him, getting ready to introduce himself. "Hello, Sir. I'm Soul Evans." He held out his hand and tried not to show his nervousness. "I didn't get the chance to introduce myself properly."

Maka's father looked at his hand in disgust before he pushed it away from him. He got closer to him and with a threatening glare grabbed on to his shirt. "What the hell are you doing here?! Get you tiny ass away from here! I don't want you near my daughter ever again! Come close to her and I'll choke you! Maka told me everything and I believe her, but the one that's to blame here is you!"

Soul pushed himself away from him. Even though he was Maka's dad, he wasn't about to let himself get stepped on. "That's were you're wrong, Sir. I know what I did was wrong, but I love your daughter! I would never do anything that would hurt her. She changed me and I'm not planning to let her go no matter what you say. So I'm going to tell you this right now; you have to accept our relationship."

"I'm not! I'm not going to accept you, a guy that was touching all over my daughter! You're one of those guys that just want to have sex with all girls and then dumps them! Oh, I know! I was young once too! I know what your intentions are with my daughter! I'm not going to allow that!" Maka's father angrily placed his hands in his pockets while he stared at him. "You're not allow to see her ever again!"

Soul sighed since he had just discovered where Maka had gotten her stubbornness from. She didn't look like her father physically, but she had his stubbornness. "You're wrong, Sir. Maka is very important to me and I would never do something like that. Maka is a lot smarter than you take her for. She's knows a good guy when she sees one. If she chose me, then you have to respect that decision."

"I'm not going to. You're a bad influence on her!" Her father exclaimed as he stood next to him. Without looking at him, he spoke to him in a threatening voice. "I'm warning you, Soul Eater Evans! You are forbidden to see my daughter under any circumstances. I've already told her that as well. I'll transfer her from schools if I have to, so keep away from her. Leave right now!"

Soul didn't say anything as he watched her father leave. He wondered where he was going, but didn't bother to go after him. No matter what he said there was no way he was going to listen to him. If he didn't even listen to his own daughter, then he didn't even stand a chance. Soul sighed again as he looked at Maka's house. Would her dad really transfer her from schools just so that he wouldn't be near her? What kind of crazy dad would do that? Then again, he was the same person that had hired Giriko to take care of her. It made no sense to him how her father could trust Giriko and not him. He definitely wasn't normal.

Not knowing what else to do, Soul decided to head home. There was nothing else he could do and standing in front of Maka's wasn't going to change anything. He wished he could just talk to her so they could both think of a solution out of the problem. He was sure that Maka wasn't going to sit back and let her dad control her life. He knew she wasn't.

"Soul?" Hearing that, Soul quickly looked up to see Maka standing right in front of him. His eyes widen, wondering if he was starting to have illusions. He rubbed his eyes and realized that she really was standing right in front of him. She was wearing her own clothing, making her look much better. She gave him a smile while she walked toward him. "Hi, Soul. I didn't expect to find you here."

"Maka? What are you doing?" Soul couldn't believe the happiness that was starting to build inside him. He was so happy to see her. Even though her eyes looked a bit puffy and her face was all red, Soul still saw her beautiful. He grabbed her hands, feeling her warmth travel throughout his body. "Wouldn't your dad get mad if he saw you out here?"

She slowly nodded while she looked down at the ground. "Yeah. He grounded me and locked me inside my room. He didn't want me leaving the house, but I escaped from my window. I was going to go look for you to tell you that I'm sorry. My dad made you feel really comfortable and he said some really mean things. I'm really sorry about all that. I'm sure he gave quite a scare."

Soul let go to scratch the back of his head. With embarrassment, he looked up at the blue sky as a chilly breeze whirled passed him. "It's okay. In a way, everything was all my fault. I'm the one that's suppose be saying sorry." He sighed while he looked back at Maka. "You can't really blame your dad. He's just doing what a father is suppose to do. He's protecting you."

"Yeah, but I don't what him to protect me." Maka stated, crossing her hands helplessly. "He always does things like that. Always. Whenever a guy tries to get near me, he practically scares them off. The only reason he accepted Kid as my friend is because he knows his dad and they get along. If it wasn't for that, he probably would have scared him away too."

"It's good that he does that then. I don't want any guys getting near you either." Soul told her in a dead tone of voice. "But, anyways, I'm going to try to make your dad understand that I'm an exception. I already talked to him a few minutes ago and things didn't go to good. If only he understood."

"Oh, I'll make him understand!" Maka told him, playfully lifting her hand to show him her fist. "I'm not going to let him push me around any more! If I decided to be with you, then he's just going to have to accept it. I never tell him anything about his girlfriends so he better respect my decisions too!

Soul let out a small laugh before he patted her head, feeling her soft hair in between his fingers. "How frightening. When did Maka Albarn become so rebellious? Such a bad girl you're turning in to. You even climbed out the window."

"Oh, and who's fault do you think this is?" Maka asked placing her hands on her hips, pretending to scold at him. "You're the one that's making me do all this!"

"Oh, really?" Soul walked closer to her, pinning her to the wall. He placed both his arms on the wall, leaving her trapped in the middle. He stared down at her before he gently played with her hair. With a small blush on her face, she tired to look away, but he turned her chin so that her green eyes were looking at him. "Are you admitting that I drive you crazy? Are you trying to tell me that you're madly in love with me?"

"No! No, I'm not!" Maka told him, but her shaky voice and quivering eyes told another story. It was clear that she was in denial and that she wasn't going to admit that she was in love with him that easily. Heck, he barely realized it himself. Maka was probably too stubborn to admit it out loud to him. "I want to be with you. I like being with you."

"That's not what I'm asking, Maka." He leaned down, closing the small gap that was between them before he kissed her on the lips. "Tell me, Maka." He whispered, his mouth moving next to her ear. "Are you in love with me?"

Maka stayed silent as she snapped her eyes shut. When Soul felt her body quiver, he took a step back and sighed out a smile. He wasn't going to pressure her. Even though he didn't want to, he couldn't demand an answer from her right away. "Well, Maka. I think you should go back home before your father sees you out here. If he catches me here with you, he probably really will kill me. We don't want that."

Smiling a little, Maka nodded while she placed her hands over her chest. Her face was all flustered even though she tried not show it. There was no doubt to Soul that she was definitely the cutest thing in the world. He could gobble her up if he could. "You're right." She responded. "I should go back inside before my dad grounds me for life."

Soul grabbed her hand and pulled her into a long tight embrace. Then he bent down to give her a kiss on the lips. When he parted, he looked at her face as he moved her hair away from her eyes. He gave her another kiss in the forehead before he patted her in the head again. "Okay, then. I'll see you tomorrow. If you get your cellphone back, call me."

Maka nodded and with that Soul started walking away when he suddenly heard Maka yell something at him. "I do like you, Soul! I like you a lot."

Soul turned to look at her, surprised and feeling his heart skip a beat. His happiness at that point was starting to overwhelm his chest. He had heard that phrase come from many girls, but they never made him feel the way he was feeling now. Maka was special and she made him feel all sorts of way. Hearing those words could practically make him invincible. She didn't say that she loved him, but at least he knew that she did like him.

"Thank you, Maka."

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