Soul Eater

Well, I'm back with another chapter! I know the previous was a bit strange, but it was included for certain amount of reasons. I wasn't planning to update today, but since I was able to finish my college essay early, I was like 'why not?'. I always get so excited when I update. Yes, I'm wierd. For readers that are wondering about this, Maka and Soul will get back together in the next couple of chapters. Yay!

Then what really made my day was knowing all the anime fans that my school has. My friend and I always go crazy talking about anime, but I never realized how many people also watch anime. Now, I want to revive the Anime Club we used to have. *sigh*

Anyways, a thanks to all my readers, reviewers, followers, ect. Excuse my grammatical errors and I hope this chapter meets your expectations!

Untouchable

Chapter 25 – Awaited Return

It had been a long weekend and Maka, in particularity, had done nothing. She had been in no spirit to study or to do homework. She was exhausted both mentally and physically because of Soul Evans. There was no doubt that he was driving her crazy in more ways than one. He was always on her mind and his presence would torment her to no end. She had come to the conclusion though, that there was nothing worse in the world than a drunk Soul.

Sighing, Maka put on her shoes as she got ready to walk out the door. The weekend was over and she would have to deal with Soul at school which was probably worse. Also, she wasn't ready to become the gossip of the school. Maka was almost sure that the entire school knew about their horrid break up. She remembered how everyone looked at her with hatred since she was breaking up with one of the most desired boys in the school. Whether she liked it or not, Maka would just have to put up with people talking bad about her.

Once Maka was outside, she looked up at the cold chilly sky. She shivered as she suddenly felt a cold gust of wind hit her skin. Holding her books a little tighter, Maka looked down at the sidewalk with sadness as she walked toward school. She could feel her hair flying all over the place, her bangs uncovering her swollen eyes. Maka felt so discouraged and depressed that she didn't even feel like tying her hair in joyful pigtails like she always did. She let her hair hung loose and didn't really care whether it looked neat or messy. Maka sighed again as she began to walk at a much lower pace. If she could, she would skip school and pretend to be sick.

Feeling like nothing could ever cheer up her mood, Maka suddenly got the surprise of her life. She felt cold hands coming from behind to cover her eyes, stopping her from walking. She gasped as she was suddenly held in place. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard the person speaking to her in low voice. "Hey, Maka. Can you guess who I am?"

Maka didn't move and let cold salty tears crawl down her cheeks. She slowly started trembling, not with fear or with anger; she was trembling with excitement. Her heart began to throb loudly inside her chest while she suddenly let her books fall to the ground. She couldn't believe it. She continued to sob as the hands that were in front of her eyes slowly released her. Without a moment of hesitation, Maka turned around to see the person she needed the most in that moment. Her hands flew to her mouth as she gasped with joy. "Kid! You're back!"

"Of course." Kid told her, placing his hands on his hips with a smile on his face. "What did you think? Did you honestly think that I was just going to sit back and let you suffer alone? I was so worried about you, Maka. You sounded so sad and depressed. I had never heard you cry like that before."

Not saying anything, Maka nodded before she took a couple of steps toward Kid. She stood still and looked at Kid's beautiful golden eyes. Falling under his trance, Maka suddenly embraced Kid tightly and let her tears flow freely. She was so happy that she couldn't even describe it. Her best friend was back and he had come back just for her. A friend like Kid was probably found only once in a lifetime. Maka leaned her face against Kid's shoulder as she tried to calm herself down. "Oh, Kid. I'm so glad you're back."

Maka looked up at him to see him smile. He slowly hugged back in tender caring way. "I'm glad I'm back, too. It wasn't easy convincing my dad to let me stay with maids, but in the end he gave me permission. I never wanted to leave in the first place. Anyways, I enrolled back in school and I'm sure from now on everything will go back to normal. We'll continue living our lives like the way it was before Soul came into the picture. We'll pretend that he doesn't exist."

The sound of Kid's words made Maka's eyes widen. Even though Kid was here, there was no way she would ever be able to settle back into her previous life. She couldn't ignore Soul's existence because he was present inside her. He had pierced into her too deep and now, she couldn't pull him out. He had influenced her in every aspect of life that she was changed into a different person. Of course, Kid didn't know that and she didn't want him to know. What would he say if she told him that Soul had become someone very important to her? She hated feeling that way. She hated defending him even after he had caused her so much pain.

Covering her tear streaked face with her hair, Maka slowly shook her head at Kid's comment. She hugged Kid tighter after the silence had expanded further into time. She felt horrible for having so many mixed feelings. She wanted to do what Kid said and forget completely about Soul to start over. Another part of her wanted to forgive him, but her pride and stubbornness would never let her. She felt like forgiving him would only show her weakness. "I can't forget about Soul, Kid." Maka told him after a long pause. "He's always on my mind. I'm sorry."

She could feel Kid squeeze a bit tighter, trying to show her support. Maka felt so comfortable in his arms, but it was a completely different feeling from Soul. When she was with Soul, Maka felt like she could stay in his arms forever. For the meantime, though, destiny had tore them apart. Sighing, Maka took a whiff of Kid's scented cologne. It was a nice smell, but once again, it wasn't as hypnotizing as Soul's. If he wanted to, Soul could probably sweep her up her feet and take her to wonderland without her knowing it.

"Look who came back." A voice that was very recognizable to Maka suddenly said. Maka perked up a little, but didn't bother letting go of Kid. "Isn't this a surprise. Don't you think so, Black*Star?"

Maka rolled her eyes with annoyance as she slowly began to let go of her best friend. She looked up to see Soul standing next to Black*Star right in front of her and Kid. Just like she had expected, Soul didn't look too happy and his scowl was clearly visible. Feeling a small blush crawl up to her face, Maka quickly began to gather her books that were still on the floor. She was so nervous that she could feel her breath going out of control. She could feel Soul's crimson eyes piercing through her skin. "C'mon, Kid." Maka said in a shaky voice, grabbing Kid's hand. She wanted to avoid Soul no matter what. "We should get going."

Maka was about to pull Kid down the sidewalk, away from Soul and Black*Star, when he pulled his hand away from her grasp. He looked at Soul as he crossed his hands, a smirk appearing on his face. "Yeah, that's right. I'm back. By the looks of it, though, you don't seem happy to see me. I wonder why that is."

Soul placed his hands in his pockets and gave Kid a smirk of one of his own. "You're pretty smart, freak. In reality, I didn't want to see your face around here, especially not now. So when are you leaving?"

"I told you last time, didn't I?" Kid suddenly snapped at him, but his the smirk on his face never went away. "I told you not to string her along and yet, you still ended up hurting her. I warned you not to hurt her and that's the first thing you do, isn't it?" Kid turned to look at Maka. "Maka, you shouldn't associate yourself with unsymmetrical people like them. Just look at them, Maka. Look at him. What did you possibly see him? Both of them clearly have no style."

"Hey, you! You're talking about the amazing Black*Star! Next to me, you're nothing! Don't you dare look down on me!" Black*Star exclaimed, placing his hands on his hips while he gave Kid a death glare. Kid, on the hand, had no reaction. "In case you haven't noticed, I'm the amazing Black*Star that's gonna surpass God! Call me unsymmetrical again and I'll make you eat your words, you freak! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

"You're the one that started this whole mess so be quiet, you blob of blue!" Kid said back to him, not containing his cool posture anymore. He took a deep breath before he turned back to Soul. "Anyways, now that I'm here, I'm not gonna let you come near Maka. If you made her cry once, you'll definitely make her cry twice."

"Like I'm gonna listen to an idiot like you." Soul told him in a sly voice. He turned to look at her which caused Maka to blush a deep shade of red. In that moment, she wanted the Earth to swallow her up. She was so embarrassed she didn't know what to do. "I already explained it to her, but she doesn't listen to me. She doesn't even try to understand what I'm feeling. I told that I was sorry and that I really fucked up, but she doesn't listen. It's alright, though. She should also know by now that I'm not gonna give up on her."

Kid was about to argue something back, but Black*Star kicked into the conversation. "That's right! That's right!" He jumped over to Maka and placed his arm around her neck, completely surprising her. "Thanks to my awesomeness, Soul fell in love for the first time in his freaking life! Ha! Ha! I have surpassed Cupid now, haven't I?! My talent has no limits!" Maka tried to get away from Black*Star's grasp since he was creeping out. "Guess what, Maka?!" He suddenly said, turning to look at her. "Since you're Soul's girl, I'll be your best friend too!"

"Let go of me." Maka hissed, but Black*Star didn't listen as he began to drag her toward the school. Maka wondered how Soul would put up with him everyday. It was true she used to put up with Kid's OCD, but compared to Black*Star that was nothing. "In case you didn't know, I'm not Soul's girl and I'm completely fine without you."

"It's okay, Maka!" Black*Star continued saying in a loud over excited voice much to Maka's dread. "With me around, nothing will ever happen to you! You're lucky to have an amazing star like me around! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Maka sighed as she turned around to see Soul and Kid walking silently behind them. She wondered how in the world she had gotten herself into such an awkward situation. She had wanted to catch up with Kid and now, because of Soul and Black*Star, she wouldn't be able to. Even though she hated to admit it, things were getting pretty complicated.

So the four them ended up walking to school together which somehow made Maka feel a bit better.

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Soul had been thinking all class period of what to do to get closer to Maka. He wanted to talk to her. He wanted to be near her especially now that her best friend Kid was back. Soul hadn't expected him to show up at all and he hadn't expected him to know everything that had happened between him and Maka. It annoyed him to know that Maka told him about their private life. It was true that he was her best friend, but it was still none of his business. Soul didn't want Kid poking his nose around and ruining everything.

Then, to make things worse, everywhere he turned he could hear people whispering and talking about him. Gossip and rumors were spreading fast about him and Maka. It annoyed him, but there was nothing he could to stop it. What was even more annoying was seeing Maka share her smile with Kid. Soul growled under his breath since his return had brought nothing, but disaster to him. He hoped Kid didn't go out confessing his love to Maka or something.

Walking down the sidewalk, glad that school was finally over for the day, Soul was suddenly startled by Black*Star's loud and annoying mouth. Apparently, he had more energy to spare than usual. What really caught Soul's attention was that he was carrying a basketball in his hand. Soul's eyes widen a little before he continued staring at him with an awe look. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Hey, Soul! I finally found you! Man, I was looking for you all over the place! You shouldn't hide from an amazing person like me, Soul! You need a star to guide you!" Black*Star told him with a wide grin as he twirled the ball in his finger. "How about we play some basketball?!"

Soul smirked as he looked up at the cloudly sky. Black*Star was an idiot, but it was clear to Soul that ever since he saw Kid and Maka hugging each other, Black*Star had been trying desperately to cheer him up. His gloom was probably so obvious that everyone saw it except Maka. He wished she could just let him be a part of her life again. His feelings for her were so strong that they were unbearable, but also untouchable. "Basketball?" Soul said with an unenthusiastic voice. "Is it just gonna be me and you? Or what?"

"Nope! I got Tsubaki, Liz, Patty and a few others already on the court. C'mon! Let's go!" Black*Star told him excitedly as he started to walk with pride toward the court which was not far from there. Soul sighed since he felt obligated to follow. He began to regret his decision when he suddenly heard Black*Star laughing hysterically.

They walked for a minute or so until they finally arrived at the court. Once he was there, he was surprised to see Maka, Kid, and Crona standing there as well along with Liz and the others. He stopped walking as his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He stared at Maka from the distance. Nervous to even approach her, Soul watched Maka's beautiful hair blow along with the wind. It sadden him to know that he wasn't going out with her anymore. He let out a deep sigh, suddenly wanting to go home.

Then, out of nowhere, Black*Star gave him a nudge in the elbow before showing him a small, but rare smile. "I'm sorry, Soul. I kind of caused all this, didn't I? I don't know how to make it up to you." He stayed silent as he turned over to look at Maka who seemed to be arguing about something with the others. "I brought her here so maybe you could talk to her, you know? Maybe you guys could clear things up? I don't know, but I don't wanna see you all depressed anymore, you know?"

Soul smirked at him and gave him a punch in the stomach so he could snap out of it. He was being too nice and it was freaking him out. "Don't worry, you idiot! I can handle it. I'm gonna make Maka fall in love with me the right way. Just you watch."

"Hey! You didn't have to punch me, you jackass! That's the last time a god like me has pity on you!" Black*Star tried to hit him back, but either he was too slow or he was missing on purpose. "I'll show who's the real man on the court! I'll show you my true power, you pathetic weakling! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

"You should focus on getting Tsubaki to like you rather than showing off that dumb shit of yours." Soul told him with smirk as he finally began to walk toward the court. Black*Star, flushed and grumbling under his breath, followed him with the basketball underneath his arm. "Hey, guys. I'm here."

Maka turned to look at him, but quickly looked away when her eyes accidentally came into contact with his. She continued her argument with Liz and the others. "I'm sorry, but I can't play basketball at all. I don't know rules. I don't know how to shoot. I don't know anything. I barely know how to dribble the ball." She suddenly smiled a little and turned to look at Kid who was standing right next to her. She pushed him slightly forward toward Liz. "Kid wants to play, though."

Kid face suddenly flushed with embarrassment and quickly turned to look at Maka. "I'm not very good at it." He gave Liz a quick peek before his face got even redder. "But, I g-guess I'll play. W-won't there b-be an odd number of p-players?"

"I'm not very good either." Crona stated, rubbing his arm with his hand and looking shyly at everyone. "I only came because they told me too. Maka is here so I thought it would be okay. But, she's not playing." He kept looking around nervously. "I don't think I should play. No, it's a bad idea. I don't know how. I should go home right now."

"Hey, I brought you along because you were just sulking around! C'mon!" Black*Star slapped him in the back, startling him. "Hey, Soul! You can be on my team! Let's beat them all and show them who's boss!"

"Nah, it's okay. I'm not playing either." Soul told him and without a second to spare, he grabbed Maka's warm hand. He heard her gasp, feeling her fingers quirk. He couldn't deny to himself that he loved feeling Maka's hand in his. It felt so perfect. It felt like it belonged there. "Maka and I are going to watch from the sidelines. We'll be cheering for you all."

"I change my mind. I wanna play." Maka started, but Soul didn't let the others hear since he was already pulling her toward a nearby bench. Once they stood right in front of the bench, Maka rolled her eyes before she sat down on it. "If I would have known that you weren't playing, I would have joined the game."

Soul didn't say anything and sat down right next to her. She was about to scoot herself away, but he didn't let her and grabbed her arm. Maka froze and tried her best to not look at him. Soul smirked at her reaction, wishing he could just pull her closer to him and kiss her. Being so close to her was torture since it difficult for him to restrain himself. He wanted her so badly that it was maddening. Never in his life had he ever had such a reaction toward anyone. Looking at her, Soul began to admire her features, but what he liked best about her was her eyes. Those beautiful green eyes that made his heart stop. "Maka?" He suddenly said when Black*Star and the others began the game. "Will you ever forgive me?"

Maka's eyes gasped and tried to push herself away from him. "I can't answer that right now." She looked down at the ground, covering her face with her hair. "I don't know what's going on inside me right now. I don't know what I want or what I feel, but you can't expect me to forgive you just like that." Her voice was low, barely audible. "It hurt a lot, Soul. Do you understand that? I don't want to be here right now. I want to run home and not look back, but I'm not. I'm not going to let Kid worry about me anymore. He came all this way for me."

Soul shook his head as he leaned back on the bench. He hated when Maka talked about Kid. He hated when she looked at him. He hated the way she cared about him. Would she put Kid before him? Did she care more about Kid than him? "So he came back because of you? Isn't that nice of him."

"Yes. It was nice of him." Maka told him, hitting his ego pretty hard. "Unlike certain people I know, he's actually honest and sincere. He's the best friend anyone could ever ask for. To be honest, I don't know what I would do without him." Maka clenched her hands into fists as she closed her eyes. "That's why it frustrates me to know that I ignored him all this time while he was worrying about me. I didn't call him because my mind was busy somewhere else. I realize now how important he is to me and that I would never want to lose a person like him."

She was staring at Kid as he dribbled the ball across the basketball court. Soul honestly couldn't see what was so great about him. He wondered why Maka was being so talkative about Kid when it was obvious that he couldn't stand him. Why did he have to show up now? Why? Soul gritted his teeth as he grabbed Maka's hand. "So it's okay to lose me, but not Kid? If that's how you feel, why don't you tell him?! Why don't you tell him how much you love him?! Is that why you didn't want to accept me?! Do you prefer him over me, Maka?! Is that it?! Do you love him?!"

"What are you talking about? Where are you getting all this from?" Maka told him with a shaky voice. She tried to release her hand from his grasp, but the more she tried, the tighter Soul would grip. "Soul, I don't know why I'm explaining this to you, but Kid is my best friend since who knows how long! It's only natural that I would care about my best friend!"

"Have you heard the way you talked about him?! All you do is praise him! What do you want me to feel, Maka?" Soul's voice trailed away as he placed Maka's hand over his heart. Her eyes widen. She could probably feel his heart pounding rapidly inside. "This is the reaction I get when I'm near you. I can't stop feeling this, Maka." Soul released her hand before he looked up at the sky. "That's why it annoys me that you talk about some other guy, friend or not. I want you to be mine. I love you."

That was the truth. Ever since he had admitted to himself that he was in love with her, he was able to show her more affection. He was able to display his feelings a lot more easier. He only hoped that one day, Maka would say those same words to him. He would do anything to hear those words come out of her mouth.

"The only reason I agreed to come here was because of Kid." Maka told him as she began to stare at Kid who was desperately trying to steal the ball away from Black*Star. "He's liked Liz for such a long time and I really want to get them together." Maka sighed as she leaned her head on her hands. "I don't know how, though. He's too shy to even talk to her. Even right now, he's avoiding her as much as possible. I don't know what to do. I wish I could help him out."

"He likes Liz?" Soul questioned to himself as he turned to look at everyone playing on the court. He suddenly smiled and got himself closer to Maka. "So are you telling me that he doesn't have a thing for you?"

"Of course not, stupid!" Maka exclaimed, backing away a little. Her face was getting a bit flushed, but that just made her look cutter. "I can't believe you thought something like that. Kid is my friend. That's how we've always seen each other. There has never been nothing more than friendship. You shouldn't jump to stupid conclusions like that."

With that being said, Soul grabbed her chin and pulled her face closer to his. He could feel her breath hitting his skin, making him feel anxious. "I don't get why you're trying so hard to explain yourself. Could it be that you don't want me to get the wrong idea?" Maka furrowed her eyebrows at him which only caused him to laugh. "It's okay, now. I don't hate him that much anymore. Maybe I could try to get along with him. Maybe. Just maybe."

"Do what you want." Maka told him, but Soul kept closing the gap that separated them. "It has nothing to do with me."

Soul ignored her words and forcefully pulled her into a kiss. When he was about to deepen it, Maka reacted and pushed him as hard as she could away from him. Instead of getting mad, she sat there in silence with flushed cheeks, touching her lips with her fingers. Her entire face was flustered and her hands were shaking. Soul smirked with triumphant as he reached to grab her hair, but she didn't push his hand away and kept staring at him with a disturbed look. Then, he leaned closer to her, whispering something in her ear.

"I'll be waiting for your forgiveness."

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