Soul Eater

Well, as you can see, I'm updating at night. I didn't get laptop, but I got a Google Chromebook, which almost the same thing. I'm so happy that from this point forward, I won't have to go to the library to update. I'm able to update from home again and not to mention more constantly. Yay! So happy about that! :)

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Untouchable

Chapter 38 - Unveiled

Maka sighed to herself as she and Soul walked toward school. They walked in silent, not uttering a single word. There was not much to say since Maka had just finished telling Soul everything that had happened to her the night before, a night that she would always have present in her mind.

"Why didn't you call me, Maka?" Soul asked her with a harsh tone of voice that kind of surprised her. She turned to look at him, expecting him to be mad, but instead his eyes expressed nothing but sadness. Maka gulped silently as she turned her gaze in another direction. "I could have helped out, you know."

"I know. I know." Maka replied quickly before she gave her arm a quick peek. Even though it had a piece of gauze wrapped around, it still hurt quite a bit and it was giving her some trouble holding her books. "I'm sorry, okay?"

"Maka, I'm being serious here." Soul suddenly snapped at her and Maka could sense him emitting an aura of frustration. Everything was her fault. She had been so careless to let herself get distracted, making her easy prey for Giriko. "I didn't say anything to you last night because you were asleep. I didn't want to wake you up. You can't go out and do things on your own anymore. Who knows what could happen to you next time."

"I know." Maka replied again. She knew that already and it really bothered her that Soul kept saying it to her. She knew she had to be more careful, especially when she was alone, but Soul didn't have to make a lecture about it. "I promise I won't do it again, okay? Can we please talk about something else?"

She didn't want remember the night before anymore. Remembering the way Giriko had attacked her and wounded her arm, made her feel useless and pathetic. If she couldn't even take care of herself, how in the world was she suppose to take care of Soul, the person she loved the most? Instead of helping him out with something, she was only giving him more trouble.

When they were a couple of feet away from the school entrance, Soul stopped walking and turned around so that he was looking at her straight in the eyes. Immediately, Soul's crimson eyes pierced straight into her heart. "Maka, you don't get what I'm trying to say. You can't just blow these kinds of things away. What would have happened if Wes hadn't appeared, huh?"

"I don't know, Soul." Maka snapped at him, losing a little bit of her patience. She had already told him a million times that she would never go out on her own again, so why did he keep on talking about the same thing? She understood that he was worried about her, but she felt that he was taking things a bit too far now.

They had talked about the same thing all morning. She understood already that what she had done was wrong. A girl walking alone in the streets was wrong and that she had put her life in danger by doing something like that. Maka couldn't help but feel the entire situation weighing over her shoulders.

"I already told you that I'm sorry." Maka told him again, trying to ignore the pang that she suddenly felt in her arm. "Everything is fine now. So please don't worry about it anymore, okay? If we always live in fear then we won't be able to move forward, much less live with happiness. If we let things like these get to us, then we won't be able to make it in the future."

"Maka, this isn't about us right now." He said to her roughly as he grabbed onto her shoulders, making her drop her books on the ground. "This is about you and your safety. If something would have happened to you, I don't know what I would have done. Just thinking that Giriko could have killed you terrifies me and it makes me angry to realize that I couldn't protect you. It damn right frustrates me to know that you depended on some like Wes instead of me."

"Soul, I'm fine. Look at me." Maka told him, widening her eyes and hoping that Soul would understand. She didn't want him to worry about her. "Nothing happened to me. I'm okay."

"Then, what is this?" Soul asked her as he lightly touched her arm that was covered up with the white gauze. "That dumb bastard hurt you and what pisses me off is that he got away with it. I can't believe Wes just let him leave like that. It makes me suspicious. He's probably up to no good."

"What?" Maka suddenly exclaimed with surprise, pushing Soul's hands from her shoulders. "Are you trying to say that you think your brother planned all this? Do you think your brother had something to do with Giriko?"

"Yeah." Soul said bluntly. He put his hands in his pockets, his eyebrows furrowing. "He hates me, Maka. He would do anything to see me in the gutter. He probably got Giriko to hurt you and then covered it up by 'rescuing you'. I just can't see him doing something nice like that, Maka. I just can't."

"No, Soul." Maka suddenly said, a bit too loud then she would have hoped for. "You can't blame your brother for something like that. For the first time ever, I actually saw kindness in him."

How could she forget the gentle way he had looked at her? How could she forget the tender way he held her? Maka felt that Wes's feelings had been genuine and that he was really trying to help her. He even took her to Soul and wrapped her body with his jacket. Then again, what if Soul was right? After all, she did remember Giriko telling her that someone told him to attack her in order to get to Soul. Could it be that Wes had something to do with it?

Maka didn't want to believe that. She was always suspicious of Wes, but now that she had seen a nice side of him, Maka wanted to believe that Wes wasn't evil. She had always pictured him as a person filled with hatred and now he finally gave her a reason to believe otherwise.

"So you're saying that you trust Wes more than me?" Soul asked her as he lifted an eyebrow. He gave her a glare that made Maka's hands tremble nervously. "So you rather be with Wes now? Is that what you're trying to say?"

"No. That's not what I said at all, so stop twisting around my words." Maka was about to bend down to pick up her books that had fallen on the ground, but Soul suddenly grabbed her wrist, stopping her from doing so. Maka looked at him with surprise, not knowing what was wrong now. "Soul?"

"Maka." Soul cupped her face, bringing it close to him and causing her heart to pound loudly. Then, he slowly leaned forward, giving her kiss on the lips, making her soar to the sky. Without a moment of hesitation, Maka wrapped her arms around Soul's body like if she was never going to let go. "I love you so much, Maka, that it drives me crazy sometimes. I just don't know what I would do without you."

In moments like those, Maka wished time could just stop. She loved feeling protected by the person she loved. She felt safe in his arms, felt secure, felt like nothing in the world could ever touch her. She truly felt untouchable.

"So what are you going to do, Maka?" Soul suddenly asked her, breaking away from their short and brief kiss. Maka was glad that things were finally settled between them. The least thing she wanted in that moment was to have an argument with Soul. "What are you going to do about your mother?"

Maka sighed as she brushed Soul's hair with her fingers. She loved the way Soul's soft hair would easily glide through her fingers. "I don't know, Soul. I just don't know what to think anymore. All this time that I waited for her was for nothing. She forgot about me. She has a new family now. She doesn't care about me. I don't think she ever has. There is no way I am leaving my dad, who has worked so hard to raise me, to go with my mother, who betrayed me to go with someone else."

"I'm glad you're not leaving, but you're being a bit too harsh with your mom, don't you think?" Soul told her while he stared at her unconsciously. Maka understood why Soul was telling her something like that since he probably wished he had a mother. "I mean, she wanted to take you with her. That means she wanted to have you along with her new family."

"Yeah, but what about my dad?" Maka asked out loud, not sure if she was asking Soul or herself. "After all these years that we've been together, I could never leave him. And," Maka paused, letting out a big breath. "I could never leave you."

Soul smiled at her, caressing her cheeks tenderly with his fingers. Once again, he leaned closer to her, but this time, Maka could feel his hand wrapping around her waist. He pulled her closer, ready to give her another kiss.

"Isn't it a bit too early for this stuff?!" Black*Star's loud and annoying voice suddenly interrupted them. Maka immediately broke away from Soul, pushing him away from her and feeling her face flush with embarrassment. She cleared her throat several times before she bent down to pick up her books that were on the ground. That would be the last time she ever kisses Soul in front of school.

"Ha! You two are hilarious!" Black*Star laughed loudly which made Soul swing at him with his fists. "You don't have to be all shy about it, Soul! We already know how you feel toward her! I mean, c'mon! You can't hide anything from an awesome person like me! I know everything! You can't keep secrets from me, the amazing Black*Star! Ha!"

"Go away, Black*Star and stop being so damn annoying!" Soul exclaimed at him, but, of course, Black*Star wasn't listening. He kept ranting on about how awesome he was. Maka tried her best to hold in her laughter. There was just no way someone could ever stay mad at Black*Star. "Get lost, man! I don't want to see your ugly face right now!"

"That's mean, Soul!" Black*Star hollered which caused everyone around them to look at them. "It's thanks to me that you and Maka actually found each other! You need to treat me with the respect I deserve!"

"The only thing you deserve is a slap in your damn face." Soul hissed at him, but that only caused Black*Star to laugh even more. Despite Soul's frustration, Black*Star looked like he was enjoying himself. Maka didn't understand why Black*Star always magically appeared whenever she and Soul were having a moment.

Before the three of them went through the school gate, Soul grabbed Maka's hand and gave her a small grin. Maka blushed, but managed to give him a smile as well. "Don't forget, Maka." Soul told her with a serious tone of voice. "We're walking home together, so wait for me when school is over."

"Yeah." Maka told him. "I will."

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Soul rushed down the hallway before turning the corner to head down the stairs. He pulled out his cellphone from his pocket and cursed himself after realizing the time. Without thinking about it twice, Soul quickly sent Maka a text that he was on his way.

He wouldn't have been late if the teacher hadn't held him after class to talk about some paperwork he had done. He had been nice enough to listen even though he felt like throwing all the papers the teacher was giving him in her face. He didn't care about school, but it was obvious he hadn't made that clear enough. In the entire world there was only one thing, one person that he really cared about and that person was Maka Albarn. She was the other half of his life.

As dumb as he sounded, that was the truth and he just couldn't hide it to himself anymore. He wanted to be with her always, he wanted to show her that he could not only trust him, but also count on him for everything. Never again did he want to her with Wes. He never wanted to see Maka depend on someone that wasn't him.

It had to be his brother. Out of all the people in the world, Wes had to be the one to come to Maka's rescue. He didn't want to sound ungrateful and he was really glad that nothing bad had happened to Maka, but still it infuriated him to think that Wes actually took the time to save Maka. As far as he knew, Wes didn't care about anything that wasn't himself. He only lived to cause him misery and to blame him for the death of their mother. Soul always figured that was the reason he was born. That's why Soul couldn't help but suspect him. If he didn't care about anything but himself, why would he help Maka out?

It frighten him to think that Wes could actually have an interest in Maka. It scared him to think that Wes might have feelings for Maka and that he was planning to take her away. Soul clenched his fists as he climbed down the stairs in a hurry. Even if Wes did feel that way, even if Wes was in love with Maka, there was no way Soul would ever give her up. Not to him nor to anyone. He and Maka would always stay together, right?

There were so many things that were threatening to tear them apart. There were so many problems that were always thrown upon them that sometimes Soul wondered if their love was cursed or if they were even meant to be. He hated filling his mind with negative thoughts but he couldn't help it. Their relationship never started out normal. He had to ruin it with the bet and even though he had set it right afterward, things were just never the same. Soul wished they could just live a normal life as a normal couple.

When Soul finally reached the last floor, he headed toward the front door. He was running as fast as he could. He didn't want Maka to grow impatient and leave without him. He wanted to walk with her and make sure she would get home safe. She could call him overprotective if she wanted too, but Soul wasn't going to risk it. He would never let anyone lay a single finger on her. He made the mistake once, but there's no way he make the same mistake twice.

Soul calmed himself down when he received a text from Maka, saying that she had gone home with Kid, but she was waiting for him outside her house. Sighing with relief, Soul slowed down his pace. Soul had told her to wait for him in front of the school building, but he figured it was okay since she was with Kid. If he hadn't taken so long, he probably could have walked her home. By that point, though, he was just glad that Maka wasn't alone.

Soul quickly walked out the the building, heading toward the sidewalk. He walked for several minutes, when he suddenly came face to face with someone unexpectedly.

"Hello, Soul." Asura greeted him with an evil smirk. He was blocking his path, not letting him pass. "Running out to meet your girlfriend? Isn't that nice of you."

Soul gave him a sly grin, showing no sign of fear. "Asura, you finally show your damn face in front of me. What took you so long, huh? Too scared of me?" Soul asked him, but when he received no response, he continued. He had waited for this moment for such a long time. "So tell me, you fucking bastard, what your damn problem is? All this time you've been hiding in the shadows and now that you finally show your yourself, I'm not letting you leave without an answer. Tell me what your damn problem is with me."

"I'm the one that's going to be making the threats." Asura said to him, popping his fingers, probably trying to strike fear into his heart. Unfortunately for him, it wasn't working. Fear was the last thing Soul felt. In that moment, Soul was raging with anger. "Let's make this easy on ourselves, Soul E. Evans. As much as I want to settle the score with you, I don't think this is the right place for this sort of thing. It could attract unwanted attention, if you know what I mean."

"What the hell do you want me to do then?" Soul asked him, crossing his hands as he watched Asura's every move. Something wasn't right. It wasn't normal for Asura to appear alone in front of him. His groupies had to be around somewhere, but no matter how hard he tried, Soul couldn't see them anywhere.

"Follow me, Soul." Asura told him seriously, but when Soul showed no sign of movements, Asura let out another creepy smirk. "If you don't do what I say, Maka is going to suffer the consequences."

"Damn, you bastard!" Soul suddenly exclaimed, taking a step forward. His blood was boiling now and he felt that if he charged toward Asura, he would probably kill him without hesitation. "Don't get her involved! This is between me and you! I swear if you touch her, I'll make you regret you were ever born! Don't mess around with her, got it?!"

"So protective. So caring." Asura commented as he turned around, walking forward. Without even realizing it, Soul was starting to follow him. "So pathetic and lame. Have you ever thought how stupid you sound saying stuff like that? You claim to love her, but I doubt you, Soul E. Evans, could ever feel something like that. Yes. I doubt it. What could a heartless guy like you even feel? You have no idea what love is. You have no idea at all."

"You know nothing about me, so shut your damn mouth." Soul told him and that's when he realized that they were the only ones around. Soul looked around, but he spotted no one else. What the hell was going on? "I'm going to ask you this again; what the hell do you want with me? Why the fuck do you hate me so much that you're willing to hurt others?"

"Others?" Asura said like a question and that's when Soul noticed him take a few steps toward him. "No, no, Soul. You have that all wrong. I don't want to hurt other people. That would make me an evil person. No. No. I just want to crush you and destroy you, is that so bad? Is it so wrong for a person like myself to destroy their enemies? To seek revenge? I see nothing wrong in that."

"You're crazy. You're absolutely insane." Soul exclaimed at him, restraining the urge to run toward him and punch him across the face. He needed to know where all that hatred came from. There had to be a reason as to why he was determined to make his life miserable. "I haven't done anything to you. I didn't even know a twisted person like you even existed. So tell me what the fuck your deal is with me so I can get the hell out of here?"

"Haven't you ever wondered why I started targeting to you after you met Maka Albarn?" Asura began, pretending to look at his nails. "You cared about her, making her your weakness."

"I know that already, you damn asshole." Soul told him as he took a couple of steps toward him. Why did he have to bring up Maka? Why did he have to get her involved? "She is my weakness, I'm not going to deny it, but she's also my strength. That girl gives me the reason to live and without her existence I would be nothing! Do your hear me!? I would be nothing without her, so I'm willing to do anything for her."

"That's a very nice speech." Asura told him, but it was obvious he was being sarcastic. Soul growled as he clenched his fists. "Of course, that's not going to help you now."

With that, Soul felt a shadow hovering over him and sure enough, before he got a chance to turn around, he felt the blow of a baseball bat. He flew to the ground as he felt his energy soothing away from him. As his head spun in circles and as he tried to get back up on his feet, he felt someone suddenly grab him tightly from behind, restraining him from any movements. He was probably being ganged up like the way Black*Star was a long time ago.

"You want to know why I hate you so much, Soul Eater Evans?" Asura asked him, before hitting him a few times across the face and the stomach. Soul couldn't move, so the impact was hard on him. He tried to release himself from their grasp, but he couldn't. He coughed and he was quite alarmed to see blood land on the ground. If he hadn't been caught from behind, he would probably be the one with the advantage.

"Answer me, Soul." Asura asked again, pulling on his hair so that he would look up at him. That's when Soul noticed that his vision was getting blurry. "Do you want to know why I hate you so much? Do want to know why it infuriates me to see you so happy with that girl? Huh? You do want to know. Very well. I will tell you. After all, I've been waiting for this day for a very long time. I wanted to find the right moment, you see. I couldn't just come up to you like this without letting you experience a little bit of my pain, if you know what I mean."

"Why don't you shut up?" Soul told him, which caused the the guy that was holding him to hold him even tighter without any remorse. Soul wondered why his bones didn't crack already. "Tell me what the hell...your problem is. I don't...have all day."

"It makes my stomach churn to see you so happy with the girl you love; something that you took away from me!" Asura suddenly exclaimed, losing his cool composure that he had. "There was a girl that I also loved, but you took her away from me. She fell in love with you. She dumped me to follow you. Even though she knew that she was going to get played around, she went with you! That's when I started to hate you, but things got worse, and my hatred for you grew! You slept with her, had sex with her, and then you dumped her! You fucked the girl I loved and then dumped her so you could move on to the next girl! Do you know how much pain that caused her?! Do you know, you fucking animal!?"

Soul didn't want to hear anymore.

"But, no! That's not where things end!" Asura began to punch him without mercy, throwing all his anger out once. "You left her pregnant, you dumb fucking bastard! You left her fucking pregnant! When she tried to tell you, you didn't pay attention to her anymore! You ignored her,rejected her like the way you did with all your other exs! So she left! She dropped out of school without telling anyone, and you know what happened next?! You want to know what the fuck happened next?!"

Soul didn't want to know.

"I tried to help her! I tried to help her, but you, you Soul Eater Evans, brainwashed her!" Asura exclaimed, ceasing his punches a little as he pulled on his hair. "She wouldn't let me come near her! So what do you think happened to her?! She ended up dying! She got sick and without the support from you, or her parents, or from anyone, she let her sickness get the best of her! Everything is your fault! You destroyed her life! Destroyed mine along with it!"

Soul didn't want to understand.

"If you would have stayed by her side, she would have tried harder to live!" Asura continued to hit Soul without showing any signs of remorse. "It pisses me off to think that I couldn't do anything! It pisses me off to think that the girl I cared for didn't want me. She wanted you, a guy who felt nothing for no one, a guy who couldn't fall in love, a guy who just played around with everyone, a guy who caused her own death! She choose you over me, you played around with her, you got her pregnant, you ignored her, you killed her with your rejection! Why would I not hate you?! Why would I not seek revenge?! Isn't it a normal thing to seek revenge when you watch the person you care about suffer so much?!"

Soul didn't want to think about it.

"That's why I wanted to get you back for what you did! I was waiting patiently, but I can't wait anymore! It infuriated me to see you all happy and dandy while I still carried this pain inside! It's not fair, that you the guy that caused Shaula to die is running around living a happy cheery life! Do you think I was going to stand back and let you be happy!?

Soul didn't want to answer that.

"Maka Albarn, that damn wretch, what does she possibly have that Shaula didn't have?!" Asura paused before giving him another punch in the stomach. By that point, Soul could feel blood flowing from his mouth and his entire body was going numb. He couldn't move, he didn't have the strength, mentally or physically to do anything. "I hate her. I hate you. I hate everyone! You should die, Soul! Pay for what you did with your life!"

The last thing Soul saw was the small gun that Asura had pulled from his pocket before everything went black.

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