Soul Eater

Hello, everyone! I'm back after exactly two weeks. Final exams were really weighing me down the week before, so I had trouble grabbing on to a computer. Things are better now.

Well, I have two important things to say. First, I'm getting my laptop in two weeks. Yes, I finally found a way to convince my dad. He tends to spoil me more than my mom. :)

Second, I got accepted to the Univeristy of Texas at Dallas! I'm so excited! That's the one I'm going to go to and major in Child Learning and Development. I just feel so happy and motivted! Can't wait! Then, I hope to publish a few books in the future. Young adult novels to be more percise.

Anyways, a thanks to all my readers, reviewers, followers, ect.! Thank you for being so patient with me recently. Sorry for any grammatical errors and I hope this chappie meets your expectations!

Untouchable

Chapter 36 – An Offer

Maka was in the middle of class when she received a text from her father, telling her to come home as soon as school was over. She didn't really understand why he wanted to see her with such urgency, but she decided to not question him about it. If her dad wanted to see her that badly, then it was probably important since he hardly ever texted her at all.

Sighing, Maka walked down the sidewalk as she looked at her cellphone. She sniffed before she looked around; making sure no one was around. Things were calmer now and there had been no sign of Asura or his group. Maka was glad about that, but still, every time she was alone, she would end up feeling nervous. She tried not to think about so much since she didn't want to worry Soul.

He had offered to walk her home, but their plans got ruined when he had to stay for afterschool for detention with Black*Star. The two idiots were causing a ruckus during class, driving Miss Marie crazy and purging the whole class into chaos. It had been a while since they had acted like that, but, then again, when those two were together anything could happen, from happiness to explosions.

Maka laughed to herself as she thought about them, but a real smile appeared in her face when she thought of Soul. She would have waited for him if her dad hadn't sent her such a text. Maka sighed again as she looked at her cellphone that was gripped tightly in her hand. What could he possibly want? Was he going to start a fuss about Soul again? Maka really hoped that wasn't the case.

A couple of minutes passed when Maka finally saw her house coming into view. For some reason, she was starting to feel a bit weird inside, figuring that something was wrong. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and began to walk to the door. Once she stood in front of her door, Maka pulled out the key to open it.

She walked inside to find it quiet, very unusually quiet. She gulped before she took off her shoes and before she had a chance to head toward the living, she saw her father scurrying toward her. Out of breath, he grabbed on to her shoulder and looked at her straight in the eyes. "Maka, you're finally home."

"Yeah, I am." She said, but with confusion in her voice. She looked around, but, putting aside the silence, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. "What's going on? Why did you ask me to home? Whatever it is, though, it better be worth it."

Spirit didn't say anything, but nodded silently. He didn't remove his hands from her shoulders and his face looked more serious than ever. His way of acting was starting to make her nervous. Then he lowered his head toward her and whispered something in her ear. "Someone is here to see you."

Maka's eyes widen as she turned to stare at her father who was already standing up straight. She had no idea what he was talking about and the seriousness of the whole situation was inflicting her more confusion. She shook her head as she processed her father's words in her mind. "Someone is here to see me? Who is it? Do I know them?"

She didn't understand why they were talking in a whisper, but figured it was probably so that they wouldn't be overheard. Maka was about to repeat her questions when her father replied with a sigh. "She's in the living room. You should go see for yourself."

Nodding, Maka clasped her hands into fists tightly as she slowly walked toward the living room. In that moment, she kind of wished that her father had followed her. She was scared of meeting that person on her own.

Her eyes widen, her heart pounded loudly beneath her chest as soon as she saw the person that was waiting for her. Her breaths were suddenly cut short, her palms became sweaty wet, and her legs quivered nonstop. She wasn't afraid nor was she angry; her body was slowly being filled with shock and surprise. She couldn't believe what was happening and for a mere second, Maka figured that she was in a dream. Of course, that wasn't true and she was able to snap from her thoughts when she heard her calling her name.

"Maka!" She called out to her with enthusiasm and a joy that was clearly not present inside her. She walked toward her, swirling around the sofa so that they were standing face to face with one another. "I missed you so much! You don't how happy I am to see you!"

Out of nowhere, she pulled her into a tight embrace, but Maka was still in shock to respond back. She stood there, with her eyes bulged wide open, looking up at the ceiling with bewilderment. After all these years, why had her mother finally decided to pay her visit? Why now? Maka didn't understand and the more she pondered about it, the more she felt like crying.

She waited for this moment for such a long time and now that it was finally here, she didn't know what to make of it. Maka always admired her mother and she would always love her no matter what, but the way she had just left her would always be a mystery. It was hard for her to ignore those many years of absence and it was hard for her to forget those painful days when she needed her the most.

"Mother?" Maka finally whispered to her, but her hands still weren't making any effort to embrace her. She was just too surprised to say and do anything. Her head was pounding with questions. There were just so many things she wanted to ask her that she didn't even know if she should start. Maka slowly pulled herself away, taking a step back. "Mother? What are you doing here?"

"You've grown into such a beautiful young lady, Maka. I feel so proud of you." Her mother told her, stroking her hair that was tied in her usual pigtails. Then she began to caress her cheeks with tenderness. "I missed you so much, Maka. I just had to come and see you. "

Maka flinched as she curled her hands into fists. Was that even true? If her mother had missed her as much as she said, she wouldn't have been gone for so many years. Did she not know that a daughter needs her mother during her teenage years? Did she not know how awkward it was for her father to explain to her about girl problems? Maka turned to look at her mother to find her smiling.

"You don't know how excited I am to see you, Maka." Her mother told her again as she placed her hand on her shoulder, but Maka didn't move. She stared at her mother, still unable to comprehend what was going on. "I'm so glad that Spirit let me come in and see you. We have so much we need to talk about. There are so many things I want to tell you."

There were so many things Maka wanted to tell her mother as well. She wanted to tell her everything that had happened to her while she was gone on her trip or whatever. She wanted to tell her about Soul and how she had fallen in love with him. She wanted to tell her about all her troubles. She wanted to tell her about her somewhat success in school. There were so many things Maka wanted to say, but she kept her mouth shut. She didn't know if her mother would even care. After all, she had left her in the first place.

Snapping her from her thoughts, her mother suddenly grabbed her hands and pulled her toward the sofa. Her mother sat down first and Maka followed her next. Her mother seemed excited, but Maka was slowly being extinguished from life. Why was all this happening now?

"So tell me, Maka." Her mother said, adjusting herself on the sofa with a cheery smile. Maka didn't understand how she could be so happy after she had left her for so many years. "How have you been? How's life treating you? Is your father doing a good job taking care of you?"

Her father wasn't perfect and he was full of flaws, but one thing Maka knew for sure was that her dad at least worried about her. He actually cared for her and he would always watch over her, something that her mother had failed to do. "I love my Papa very much. We're both doing fine."

"That's good to hear." Her mother clapped her hands together, letting out a small laugh. Maka sighed silently as she turned over to look at her dad, who was standing quietly behind them. He seemed just as distraught as her. "But tell me, Maka. How have you been doing?"

"I'm doing fine." Maka quickly responded, adding some bitterness. She hated feeling that way, but she couldn't help it. She knew that her mother's long lagged out absence probably had a good reason. She had to try and understand. With that in her mind, Maka became determined to act a little more loving toward her. "I have a boyfriend now."

"Oh, you do?! Really?! Oh, Maka!" She exclaimed, placing her hands on top of hers. She squealed with excitement before returning back to the conversation. By that point, Maka just couldn't keep up with her happiness. It was just too much for her to follow. "Who is he?! How long have you been with him? How in the world did you convince your dad? Oh my god! Wait! Is it Kid?! Are you guys dating?!"

"No, mother. " Maka stated with a sigh a bit annoyed now. She was actually surprised that her mother had remembered Kid. Then again, he wasn't someone a person could easily forget about. "We're still friends. In fact he's my best friend. He's always been there for me. He takes good care of me."

"That's so sweet of him." Her mother told her, stroking her hair again. Maka had to restrain herself from pushing her hand back. What the hell was wrong with her? Why was she acting that way toward her mother? Soul would probably do anything to be in her position. "He always seemed like a nice person. But, tell me, Maka. Who is this boyfriend of yours? How did you meet? Is he cute? Tell me, Maka. I'm just so excited now!"

"His name is Soul Eater Evans." Maka said and she could feel the smile forming on her face. When an image of Soul appeared in her mind, she could feel her face blushing madly. "I met him a few months ago. In fact, he was the one that started talking to me. We became friends and we grew close to one another. Then it kind of just happened."

Of course, Maka knew that wasn't even half of the story. She didn't want to tell her mother the way Soul had crushed her with the stupid bet. She didn't want to tell her the way Soul had always protected her. She didn't want to tell her everything that they were going through. That was her love story with Soul and she didn't want to share it with anyone.

Maka sighed to herself before she looked up at her. She was surprised to find her mother smiling with care and to feel her hand placed on top of her shoulder. "I'm so glad to hear that, Maka. It makes me happy to know that you've grown into such an independent girl. I'm so proud of you."

Letting out a small smile of her own, Maka couldn't help but feel praised. It was nice too hear such kind words from her mother. Still, even though, her mother was saying all that stuff to her, Maka felt that all her mother's excitement was just an act. "Yeah, I guess. Soul is a very important person for me. I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him. Unlike certain people, he has never left my side."

There was silence, but Maka didn't regret her words in the least. Did she think that her kind words now were going to fill in the many years of abandonment? Maka sighed to herself again as she looked up at the ceiling. She hated thinking that way since it only threw anger toward her mother.

"Maka," Her mother said, her voice changing a bit. She placed her hands on top of hers and Maka was a bit surprised to feel them cold. "There's something I've been meaning to tell you as well. It's extremely important and I already spoke to your father about it." She turned to look at her father with an approving look. "He doesn't object to the idea."

Now, Maka was getting worried. She turned to look at her father to see him with his head bent down. Maka bit her lip wondering what her mother could possibly be referring too. "What are you talking about? What is it? What do you want to tell me?"

"Well, you see, Maka," She began, saying it all in one breath. "I want you to come live with me overseas."

…

She was quiet and no matter how many times he tried to start a conversation through out the day, Maka wouldn't make much of an effort to talk. To Soul, Maka seemed kind of out of it and she was much quieter than usual. Then again, with all the problems that they were having, Soul didn't find it all that surprising. He wondered what could possibly be wrong this time.

Soul let out a sigh as he looked at Maka. She was sitting on the soft grass, leaning her back against the rough tree trunk. She was hugging her knees tightly while placing her head on top of them. Her face looked troubled, but not totally stressed out like last time.

The wind blew on her hair gently before Soul took a few steps toward her. He stood right in front of her in silence. He had been playing basketball with Black*Star and the others, but in that moment, he wanted to be with Maka. Sighing again, Soul kneeled down so he could look at her face, which surprised her a bit.

"Hey, Maka," He began with serious tone. After making eye contact, Soul watched Maka's small frown turn into a gentle smile. "What's wrong, Maka? You've been acting a bit weird all day."

Maka's smile got wider with each passing second, but Soul didn't know if it was sincere. She motioned to Soul to sit down next to her and he quickly obeyed. He stretched out his feet in the grass before wrapping his hand around her neck. He loved having her so close, but he also loved the fact that she trusted him. Without him telling her, Maka leaned her head against his shoulders.

"I know. I'm sorry about that." Maka told him quietly as they both watched Black*Star, Kid and the others dribble the ball across the court. It was still pretty chilly for basketball, but they didn't seem to care. "I've had a lot on mind and I think it's time to tell you about it."

There was a pause as they let the wind swirl around them. Soul looked at Maka when he heard her sigh helplessly. He could sense the sadness slipping right through her. "You can tell me anything, Maka. I'll give you support in any way I can."

"I know, Soul." Maka told him with a smile, but with a sad tone of voice. She let out another sigh before she sat up straight. She shifted her body so that she was looking at him straight in the eyes. "Soul." She began and all the tension was starting to make Soul's heart pound like crazy. "Yesterday, when I got home from school, I found my mother waiting for me."

"Wait, what?" Soul was taken aback. He hadn't expected to hear something like that. The simplicity of the situation was pretty terrifying. Her mother's arrival could be a bit of shocker for her, but he knew that there was still more to the story. "Are you serious?"

"Yes." Maka told him as she looked up at the sky. "She was there waiting for me. She acted like if nothing had ever happened, like if she was pretending to have been gone only for a few weeks or so. I didn't know what to do or what to say. I was just speechless."

Soul would probably feel the same way if his dad suddenly came to pay him a visit, but still, the situation wasn't the same. He had heard from before that Maka really had a deep admiration for her mother. After being gone for so long, it was no wonder why Maka would start to feel a bit disappointed. She left her for so many years without considering her feelings.

"That's not all of it, though." Maka continued, but Soul had kind of expected her to do so. He placed his hand on top of hers as a way to show her his support. "My mother, out of the blue, asked me to leave with her. She asked me to come along with her. She wants me to leave Death City and to go live with her overseas."

Soul, after almost choking from his own saliva, sat up furiously before he silently curled his hands into fists. He secretly slammed his fingers against the ground as he looked at Maka's shaky eyes. So that's the reason her mother came? Did she come to torment her and then take her away? Like hell Soul was going to let that happen. He was sure that he needed Maka a thousand times more.

"So what are you going to do?" Soul asked her, trying to calm himself down. He didn't want to jump to conclusions, but he couldn't help it. It infuriated him to think that Maka would even consider leaving him. Still, Soul tried his best to keep himself calm. He didn't want Maka to think that he was some selfish brat.

Even so, if Maka did agree to go along with her mother, would he just let her leave? Soul had never considered something like that. He figured that as long as everything worked well between them, nothing could ever tear them apart. Now, with her mother in the picture, would things change? Was her mother's love stronger than his?

"I've been thinking about it all day." Maka suddenly said, snapping him from his thoughts. He bit his lips, hoping to not hear that she had accepted her mother's offer. He didn't know if he would be able to take something like that. "I can't get it off my mind."

Another pause with silence came and Soul couldn't help but grow anxious. If Maka told him that she would be leaving, what would he do? The more he thought about it, the more his anxiety grew. "Maka?" Soul suddenly said, surprising himself. "Do you want to go with her?"

"I love my mother very much, Soul." Maka told him, completely ignoring his question. For some reason, a heavy ache was starting to form in his chest. "Despite leaving for so long, I still love her and I did miss her very much. It just frustrates me and saddens me to think that she was never really there when I needed her. It's such a complicated feeling that I can't even explain it."

Soul wanted to return to his previous question, but decided not to pressure her. She was going through so much already and it was probably his fault. The reason she probably hesitated on everything was because him. Still, that meant that she actually cared for him, right?

"You're such a kind person, Maka. You amaze me sometimes." Soul stated silently before lowering is head so that Maka couldn't see his eyes. "It's okay. I'll try to understand. If you want to go with your mother, you should go. She is your mother after all."

He didn't want that. Soul didn't want her to leave, but what else could he say? What would he sound like if he told her to stay with him? No matter who she picked, Soul had to respect her decision even if it pained him. Her happiness had too come first no matter what.

"What? I didn't say I was leaving." Maka told him with sharpness as she snapped her head to look at him. "I would never leave Death City, my friends, my dad, my school, my home, my life." She paused as she placed her hand on top of his cheek. "I would never leave you."

Soul tried to not get too flustered as he cleared his throat. By that point, he could feel Black*Star and the others looking in their direction. Despite his embarrassment, Soul felt a heavy burden being lifted off his chest. It relieved him to hear that Maka was going to stay with him and it brought him much joy to know that he was that special to her.

"If that's how you felt, why didn't you tell me sooner?!" Soul exclaimed as he leaned toward her. "I was freaking out, you know! For a minute, I really thought you were going to leave." Soul sighed as he looked away, hoping Maka wouldn't notice his probably flushed up face. "I don't know what I would do without you, Maka."

"Oh, Soul, I can't possibly leave you. Not now and not ever." Maka blushed a deep shade of red as she tried to avoid making eye contact. "I haven't given my mom an answer yet. Her offer just left me speechless. I don't know how to break it to her."

"Have you told her about us?" Soul asked, raising an eyebrow. He didn't want to get in trouble because of him since, lately, all her troubles were because of him. "Maybe she'll understand if you tell her about us."

"I did tell her about it." Maka told him with a nod. She let out a sigh before leaning her head on the tree bark. "I don't think she really understood how strongly I felt. I didn't really explain it to her in detail."

There was silence between them and the only thing that could be heard was the yelling of Black*Star and the others. Luckily for Soul, they weren't paying attention to them anymore. "Hey, Maka? I want to meet your mother."

"What?" Maka said, leaning forward with surprise, her eyes wide and open. Soul gave her a smirk as he leaned back on his hands. Her reaction was just too cute. "Are you crazy? Why would you want to do something like that?"

"And why not?" Soul asked her with another smirk. He could tell that his attitude was starting to frustrate her a little, but Soul wasn't about to give up on his idea. He had to convince Maka's mother to let her stay. "She's gonna have to meet me eventually, right?"

"Oh, really?" Maka said to him crossing her hands as she looked at him keenly. "And why do you say that?"

"Because you're eventually going to come live with me." Soul told her which caught her completely by surprise. He laughed, but, in all honesty, he wasn't playing around. "I'm gonna to have to ask for her permission some day."

"You are crazy. I can't do something like that!" Maka squealed as she stood up from the ground, picking up her books. Soul could see her nervousness, her hands and words quivering. "First of all, we're still too young to be thinking about something like that. Second, my dad would kill you if you dare mention that in front of him. And third, your brother kind of scares me. I don't think I would feel comfortable living with you knowing he's around."

"I can solve those problems for you, Maka." Soul said, standing up in front of her as he grabbed her hands. He stared at her beautiful green eyes and before he knew it, he was completely enchanted. "First, we're not as young as you say we are. If you haven't realized it yet, once we're done with this year, we'll only have one year of high school left. Then, if you've forgotten, I'm already 17."

Maka shrugged her shoulders, but didn't say anything since she probably knew that he was speaking the truth. Soul placed his hands in his pockets as he continued. "Second, your dad isn't going to object. I'll find a way to convince him. I mean he already accepted me to be your boyfriend, right? I think that alone is pretty good."

"Third," Soul exclaimed, not giving Maka a chance to speak. "Who ever said we were going to live with Wes? He's the main reason I wanna move out. I don't know how I lived with him for all these years. It's maddening to think about."

He had thought about that before, but he hadn't told her about it because she hadn't been a part of his plan. Before, he had just planned to get a part time job and to get a place for himself. Now, he felt kind of shelfish and greedy, wanting Maka to come live with him. Then again, it was the best way to protect her.

"Soul, do you even know what you're saying?" Maka asked him with a shaky voice and with her cheeks flushing as red as tomatoes. When Soul nodded to her question, she let out a small gasp before looking down at the ground. "How did we get to this topic? First, we were talking about my mom and you're telling me to come live with you?"

"I'm not asking you to come live with me now, Maka." Soul told her placing his hands on her cheeks which caused her to snap her eyes shut with embarrassment. She wanted to turn away, but Soul held her firmly. "I want you to stay with me forever. I want you to be in my future."

He wasn't ready to move out now. He wanted to find a good part time job so he could raise some money on his own. Once that was settled, Soul could bring Maka along with him. "I'll be able to protect you that way. I'll be able to take care of you a lot better than I do now."

"Soul, you're perfect just the way you are." Maka suddenly told him with a smile. "I'm the luckiest girl in the world to have a wonderful, considerate, handsome boyfriend like you. I wouldn't mind growing old with you."

Giving her a smile, Soul could see Maka becoming a part of his everyday life forever.