ENTRANCINGLY
Chapter 1: Handling
I do not own Soul Eater.
Although I wish I did.
New part!
And I guess by now, you already know what that means. =)
Feature: …
This is the last part, perhaps.
And POV of (toooot)!
Fact: I really wanted to put CronaXMaka but I don't think I can handle it.
Aww…
Here goes!
The gang is going camping!
There shall be action!
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"Hey."
…
"Hey."
What?
"Wake up, Maka."
I'm already awake.
"Man, the food will get cold."
…
"I'll just leave it to you then."
I don't understand.
"Do not skip breakfast."
His voice is getting weaker…
"Tch. Maka, I don't want to leave you like this."
I feel myself being shaken by two hands.
"Maka."
"I'm still sleeping."
Ugh… The words felt so heavy in my mouth.
"No, you're not. You're just leaning on the front door."
"What do you mean?"
"Open your eyes."
"Don't want to."
"Where did you go last night? Did Kid do something?"
Concern in his voice…
Really?
I'm exhausted.
"Maka, you wouldn't want to be late in school."
I quickly open my eyes.
"Just what time is it?"
"Half past 10 hours of this morning."
Damn!
I get up quickly.
But instantly regret it.
Oh, my head aches!
Hands held my arms for support.
"Calm down. I just said that you'd miss school to wake you up."
I stare at the boy before me.
Oh, that's right.
Today is a weekend.
He shrugs. "Just wake up. I'm not going to ask what happened last night."
Just wait a second.
My mind is still whirling.
"And I cooked breakfast when it should've been your turn."
He gives me a smirk.
"Baka. That task was easy enough."
And I chop him with my hand.
Soul utters a cry of pain.
"Why did you do that?!"
"That woke me up."
And it really did.
I yawn slowly.
Soul scratches his head.
"What the… I'll get a migraine."
"What's set for breakfast?" I ask, intentionally not taking notice of his complains.
.
"Hey."
…
What?
"Maka, is something wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong," I mutter.
"Hey, Soul."
I hear Liz's voice.
"What's the matter with Maka?"
"Leave her be."
That was Soul's bored voice.
Then the boy beside me continues with a whisper, "Maka, I'm sorry. I made you stay up late."
Oh, Kid.
"It's okay."
And I finally wake up.
I shake my head.
What is wrong with me?
"Are you sure?"
"Besides, it's not your fault."
"What do you mean?"
I give him a puzzled look. "You still don't know?"
"Know what?"
Eh?
I turn around to see a very lively boy.
Black Star.
He never loses energy.
Should I tell Kid?
"No, it's nothing."
Kid hums. "I always wondered how I got home."
I quickly thought of a lie.
"Papa brought you home."
"Still, I apologize."
"Don't worry. I asked for the extra time."
"Hey, you lovebirds!"
Patty yells from afar.
I look up. "We are not," I say firmly.
I look sideways to give Kid an apologetic expression.
"Well, you gotta hurry," Liz mutters. "We're going on an adventure, not just on benches."
Wow.
She went straight to the point.
"We're coming!" Kid says back.
Liz shrugs and walks with the others.
Kid turns back to me.
"Uhh… Need a hand?"
I give him a smile. "I can stand by myself."
.
"Hey."
…
"Hey."
What?
"Ya dreaming about your god or what?"
I turn my head beside me.
"Why would I?"
"You've been walking as if you have a bad wire in your brain."
"I'm just thinking."
"Are you really fine?"
"I'll manage."
The boy beside me scratches his head.
"Well, I'm partly the reason why you are like this. I made you stay up until sunrise."
"Uhuh…"
I suddenly feel a light punch on my shoulder.
"What was that for?"
"Maybe you just need some sleep. I don't know. You might fall off a cliff or somewhere in this mountain."
"I'm okay. I know where I'm going," I say as I hear my feet crunching some stones on the ground.
"Be careful. It rained a while ago. It's slippe-"
"WAAH!"
I know I have slipped.
And I'm going straight to a cliff.
"Black Star!"
I feel a hand on my right hand.
I mentally sigh as I look up at Black Star.
"Maka, I just told you to be careful!" he yells at me.
"Baka! Just pull me up!"
He just grins at me.
"Hey! My position hurts, you know?"
"Care for another dare?"
"You'll be the worst god if you continue this."
I lock my eyes with his.
Then he suddenly brings me up.
I barely manage to suppress a shriek.
Then I landed on his arms.
I'm lying on his arms, bridal style.
…
"Put me down," I say firmly.
"Down the cliff?" he teases.
How dare he do that!
"Hurry up," I mutter. "The others are waiting."
"Let's just say that the great god still had to go down the cliff to get you."
He grins at me again.
He may not be like Soul when he does that, but he's still disturbing.
And he still hasn't put me down.
I struggle a little, not wanting to bring both of us to the cliff.
He chuckles as he looks down at my face.
"Maka, you're acting like a baby!"
But he finally puts me down.
"Perhaps carrying you should be my exercise," Black Star tells me.
"Whatever."
.
"Hey."
…
"Hey."
What?
"Maka…"
I look beside me.
"Oh, Crona, You have been very quiet."
"Maka, aren't you scared?"
"Not really. I have you guys."
And I let my feet move with the wind.
It feels good sitting at the edge of a landform.
"I'm scared."
"Why would you be?"
"HE'S A COWARD!"
That was Ragnarok's voice.
He had come out of Crona's back but I easily send him back with a chop.
I smile at the boy beside me.
"Crona, you're our friend, too."
"You don't have to repeat what you're saying."
"Huh?"
"Too. Too. Too. Huh. Huh. Huh."
It takes me a while to understand.
"It's just an echo."
"Echo? What is that? Some kind of power?"
"It happens naturally. And it helps that we're high right now."
"Now. Now. Now."
I pat him gently on the back.
"You don't have to repeat."
"Let me try something, then."
Crona stands up.
"What are you going to do?"
"I'll call Ragnarok."
Crona raises a hand and Ragnarok comes in his weapon form.
Crona does a stance and brings the sword around.
"SCREECH ALPHA!"
"Oh."
A wave of energy goes across the sky but I know Crona is listening to the echo.
Screech Alpha. Reech Alpha. Ech Alpha. Alpha. Pha. Ha.
Crona sits heavily beside me, with Ragnarok back in his body again.
"Maka, the echo is mocking me. I hate it."
I hate it. Hate it. Hate it.
I shrug at myself, amused.
"Try yelling something good."
Crona rubs his hands nervously.
"I'm not sure."
"Come on," I urge him gently.
Crona stand once again and breathes deeply.
"I have friends like Maka."
He glances at me for a while then he yells, "Thank you!"
Thank you. Thank you. Ank you. You. U.
"What are you two doing?" Tsubaki suddenly asks behind us.
I turn around, a little surprised but Crona is really shocked.
"No- nothing," he mutters.
"Our picnic is ready," Tsubaki continues, completely innocent.
"Th-that's good."
Crona gives me a hurried smile and goes away.
"How about you, Maka?"
I shake my head to let myself have some more time.
Tsubaki just nods and leaves with a hum.
And I find myself going with the cheerful tune even after she's already gone.
"Hey now…"