One book in one year, written about your partner. Game on. Oh wait, they're writing about you too. [SoMa, TsuStar, KidLiz]
Rated M for Mature content
Genre: Romance, Suspense
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Fiction
SunshinGirl09
Maka
Basically, I didn't sleep at all. I hadn't planned on spending the night at a hotel anyway. Deep bags were under my eyes and I wished I had brought makeup to cover them. However, I was only focused on how dead I was going to be when I got back. Don't think about it...
Find Soul. I just had to find him and talk to him. Not hard right?
At noon I finally checked out of my room, still looking as tired as ever. Sleep was never going to come to me. Not until I saw Soul. Thursday night I hadn't slept at all either. How could I? The dark circles under my eyes were embarrassingly starting to show now.
I returned my key and walked out the door, stepping into a cloudy atmosphere. Sunshine wouldn't have been bad for a change. At least it wasn't raining. I wasn't eager to get this dress all wet.
Ugh. I hadn't planning on staying the night. I would've brought other stuff.
Sighing, I retrieved my car and drove off. I found a nice cafe to eat at and sadly looked at my tiny wallet that only had $20 left. I should've just let myself starve but I couldn't help it. The sandwich I bought was totally worth it.
However, finding Soul wasn't going to be enough. I wanted to know what was going on with everyone else. I was determined to find out the mystery that everyone seemed to be hiding. It was like everyone was in on it but me.
And then I remembered Tsubaki, checking my phone, which was at half battery now. I really should've planned better and brought a charger.
She'd sent me numerous messages asking where I was. I wanted to reassure her but I didn't like lying to my best girl friend. However if I told her the truth she would probably come out herself or Black Star and I couldn't risk that. Soul was my boyfriend and I needed to do this by myself because this was between him and me. I didn't even think that Tsubaki knew that we broke up either. And I would tell her, when I figured out what was going on.
I put the other half of my sandwich in my purse and walked out of the cafe, realizing I was getting stares probably because of my...interesting attire.
For the next few hours, I searched the city, not looking for anyone in particular. I was going to the music convention tonight. It started around 6:30 or at least that's what the sign by the door said. That was when I'd find Soul because he had to be there. It meant I'd have a lot of time to kill. I had lots of gas also despite the drive here, no one having used the car, so I just drove around looking for people.
By 3:30 I realized that it would futile to find anyone in this gigantic city. Of course just when I give up, that's when I see someone. Ox Ford's spiked up sides of his hair stood out in his silhouette and I knew no one would ever dress that ridiculously except for him.
I was about to reach out for him but then decided it was stupid considering he didn't have any part in this. Besides, I didn't need him tattletaling, something he was famous for. Next thing I knew, everyone was aware of my presence in Tokyo. He was probably going to some anime convention like last year. Or the manga one.
Uncomfortably, I parked my car and sat in the grass in a tiny park, the only space that seemed to be unoccupied by a skyscraper. Little children danced around me with delighted smiles on their tiny faces. I remembered when I was like that and frowned. If only they knew how cruel the world was. If only they knew how hard it was to get someone to care.
"Oops!" A small boy landed on my with an oof.
"Akito!" another little girl cried at him from across the park.
A ball rolled to the other side of me and I held it up to him.
"Is this yours?" I asked him.
He nodded, receiving it from my hands.
"Are you playing catch with her?" I wondered, pointing to the girl across the grass who was waving her arms frantically, wanting the ball from Akito.
"Yeah!" He gave me a toothy grin. "Imma marry Amu!" He then announced to which she stuck her tongue out at him but blushed.
Oh if only love was that simple.
I put my hands on the boys shoulder, looking him in the eye.
"Listen Akito," I told him. "That girl over there," I pointed to her."Don't you ever let her go."
He nodded at my, beaming. I wasn't sure if he understood but her ran back to her, tossing the ball which she skillfully caught.
I lay in the grass for a while, until it was about 5:30 watching the kids play together, wondering where their parents were. Finally they came though, picking their children up and waving goodbye. I wondered though, why they weren't there the whole time...
Then I got up, rubbing my tired eyes, feeling the adult world come crashing back down at me and I remembered what I had to do. I climbed into my car and pulled out of the parking space by the park, heading to the music convention.
On the way, I stopped at a bathroom and fixed my hair and clothes to make them look more presentable. I considered taking out my pigtails once more but they were so familiar to me in this unfamiliar environment, I couldn't.
I arrived at the building around six and people were busily storming into it, all dressed in the best possible clothes. I felt poor in my dress. Some people were wearing expensive diamonds and fur coats while I was simply dressed in this black dress.
I had to park three blocks away in order to secure a spot. I put money in the meter and began to walk down the sidewalk. I was a block away when someone caught my eye. They looked slightly familiar. It was a boy with shaggy black hair. I wanted to fall into step with him but that would be awkward. I was so close to the theater now to where the convention was being held.
Then I saw a flash of orange. An orange bandana. My spine was shocked into place as I stood upright, my whole body stiff, not moving. Someone bumped into me from behind, muttering something about people just stopping in the middle of the sidewalk.
But then I thought about it as the two men disappeared out of my sight. The one who bumped into me was awfully close. The moment I stopped, he ran into me. No person walked that close...to a stranger.
I narrowed my eyes...the bandana...the stranger...panic was starting to strike my heart. Was I being followed?
I broke into a sprint, heading towards the entrance. I tried to duck under the man at the door but he asked for my invitation. I told him I didn't have one. Then he asked for my ticket. I told him I was there to see the show but had no ticket.
"Then just leave, lady." He informed me. "You have to pay to get in."
I walked away, scoffing. I'd already dealt with this before. People can't get me to leave from places with a guard at the front. But then I remembered that I could've been followed so my pace quickened as I scanned the rest of the building. There was a basement window that was open at the back.
"Jesus..." I mumbled. "You'd think at least this place would have better security. It's almost too easy." Especially since the window was already open.
I climbed into it, hoping that some sort of alarm wasn't about to go off. I'd be doing some illegal things lately. It probably would be best if I didn't get caught now.
But now it was getting darker outside, so I couldn't tell easily if anyone had been shadowing me.
The basement that I was now surrounded by was extremely dark and I felt around, realizing later that I was engulfed by musical instruments of all sorts. The seemed to be abandoned and I had to be careful, I stepped back and my hand flung onto the piano, playing a frightening chord that made me jump. And then a minute later I stepped on a violin, a scratchy, vibrating sound resulting.
All these instruments were already broken, but I had to be careful not to make too much noise.
Geez. And I used to be such a rule follower.
I finally found some steps in which I waked up thankfully. The door was slightly stuck but I managed to open it without destroying anything. And then I was amazed by the beauty and architecture of the lobby. It was absolutely beautiful. I started to wonder if it was heaven on earth. Honestly, the paintings and the gold and the floral growth...everything was wondrous.
Now where was I supposed to find Soul? There seemed to be about ten majestic theaters in this gigantic building but which one was he in? My heart did a dance when I thought about seeing his face again. But what if he didn't want me here? What if...
"Don't think about that, Maka!" I scolded myself, wondering over to food table, instinctively picking up a piece of cake. Geez. I was always hungry. Then I started to walk around, searching for Soul. He had to be in one of the theaters.
I was starting to go crazy. How the heck was I supposed to find him.
And then I looked over. The guard from the door saw me. Shit. Was I done for? I decided to pace in the other direction, avoiding him at all costs but he was starting to talk to other people there and I was sure that they were all looking for me.
Time to run. More guards were heading my direction.
"For goodness sake!" I mumbled. "It's a goddamn music convention. Who gives a fuck who comes?"
I was still stuffing down my cake but then decided to toss it. Sneakily, because there were no trash cans, I tossed it under the table cloth of a table, making sure no one noticed my sly little move that, under normal circumstances, I never would've committed to.
"Sorry," I apologized as I just plowed down an old man. Quickly, I picked him up and continued to sprint. "Now would be a good time to be checking theaters." I told myself, glancing behind me, seeing that the guard was walking quickly, probably trying to look professional. "Why do these things happen to me?"
Feeling my stomach clench, I flung open the doors of a theater, it was empty. I had to be more careful. I could be disturbing the peace of a concert. Still though, I ran. I ran. Soul's scribbled handwriting was etched in my brain as I sprinted, checking theaters.
I love her. I love her. I love her. I love her. I love her.
Please don't let it only be in fiction.
Still, I was hoping for something lucky. Maybe the lucky chance I would quickly spot Soul in one of the theaters. I didn't know if he was coming to watch or to perform. I didn't know. I also didn't have enough time to thoroughly glance at the crowds when I would open a door. I only got a really good look at whoever was performing.
Soul. I had to see him. I craved his body. I craved his warmth and I was starting to realize that I really couldn't live without him. What was there to live for in life? Was it love? Was it revenge? Was it happiness? I still didn't know what life was all about and neither did Soul but I knew that I wanted to spend as much as my life as I could with him. It was like what I told the little boy. Once you find someone with the same wavelength, don't you ever let them go.
I wasn't about to let Soul go. I didn't care if it took all weekend. I didn't care if I slept on the streets tonight. I had to talk to him as soon as possible. Because I loved him. I loved him and I wasn't about to let us end like this.
Our story...our story had to go on.
"Hey stop her please!" The man called after me.
I kept bolting forward and I suddenly ran into something hard and tall. I looked up, excited for a minute when I saw white hair but then horror crashed down upon me. It was definitely someone who looked like Soul. But it wasn't him it was Wes.
I gasped loudly. I could've asked where Soul was right then and there. That would've been the smart thing to do. But I couldn't trust him. I just shrieked and ran as fast as I could out of there, hoping Wes wouldn't follow me,
So I went around him, darting fast as I could. Soul must've been close now.
The theater ... which one. I checked two more and he wasn't there. Which one was he in? I wanted to cry. I kept checking. I kept checking. I dodged people, avoided guards, trying not to think about how much trouble I could get in, but I couldn't find Soul. Tears were forming in my eyes but I wouldn't let them follow through. I couldn't.
I had almost made a full circle around the building, having checked nearly all the theaters and I felt like giving up, crying and letting the guards take me.
But then I heard a familiar piano play and my heart seemed to skip a beat. That sound...that style...I wasn't an expert on music but I was an expert on Soul Eater Evans.
I swung open the door and charged into the theater stopping halfway, realizing I had caused such a huge disruption. The lights on the stage seemed to blind me. The people around me gasped. Everything was rushing up to me now. What embarrassing thing had I just done. Shocked faces surrounded me. My breath was rapid and I was so distracted that I didn't realize the piano stopped.
I squinted my eyes, breathing heavily, shaking, trying to look at the stage. The person was no longer occupying to seat at the piano and was standing. I mustered enough courage to look at him. To see the figure.
Soul Evans stared back at me.
"S-Soul!" I screeched, wishing I hadn't, knowing there was a full theater of people watching me. I was such an idiot.
"M-Maka you baka!" Soul cried, but he walking forward, off the stage.
And I ran towards him, realizing I was bawling my eyes out and he didn't reject me. He pulled me into one of the tights hugs I'd ever been in. One of his arms wrapped around my shoulder supported me and the other snagged my waist pulling me in.
"S-Soul..." I managed to stammer, hearing people start to talk and get up in question.
"Why did you come you dumbass why?" That was when I realized that one lone tear rolled down Soul's cheek. I couldn't really see though because my head was too busy being buried in his shoulder, while I sobbed.
"Soul why would you break up with me, why?" I demanded. "Do you know how hurt I was?"
Soul's grip only tightened.
"Maka. I love you. You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be." He informed me, rocking us. "But it's not that easy. I can't just let-" he suddenly looked up and saw his mom. "Dammit."
I closed my eyes.
"I ran into Wes. I thought you guys might've been doing a duet or-"
Soul cut me off, half pulling out of the hug.
"What?" He asked. "Wes isn't supposed to be here..."
My eyes widened.
"Wes was going to stay home. With my dad." Soul told me.
"But I just ran into..." I mumbled.
Realization dawned on Soul, he broke from the hug and his hand slipped into mine.
"Shit." He just said. "I'm so stupid."
He pulled me up the aisle and we ran...we ran as fast as we could from the theater, not like anyone wanted us in there anymore anyway.
Fuck. What the hell was Soul's dad telling me then about Wes going?
I was so happy that I was finally with Soul. I was relieved that he actually loved me but fear crept inside me body. Fear of uncertainty. I didn't like not knowing what was going on. But I knew one thing.
We'd just been played.
Author's Note: I sense the presence of an invisible gun :D Lol jk. I know you guys are dying to know what's going on. Don't worry. This isn't going to be like LOST where everything is a lie and there are always random questions. Nohoho! You will know what is happening soon. If I'm feeling like it, I might update twice today. Lol everyone was freaking out over Soul and Maka breaking up. Doesn't ANYONE remember the first paragraph of my story? If not go back and read it ;) Shits gotta happen hey but Soul and Maka are coming back together. More of their resolution shall be revealed next chapter ;) Cuz if I had a boyfriend who did that I'd be slapping him right about now. But they're kinda too busy running. WHERE TO? Haha. Not telling. Just gonna have to wait.
