"Meister? W-What the fuck do you mean by meister?! Is she yours?" Black*Star was yelling and swinging his arms around, careful not to spill his can of beer. It was hilarious seeing as he was the only one talking while something serious was happening. He continued yelling as the white guard dog stomped over to Hiro and Maka.
Soul had a scowl on his face with his narrowed red eyes set on Hiro, that bastard. Maka seemed to stop moving in all when Soul yelled. She didn't resist Hiro when he stopped kissing her, turned around to look at Soul, and gave Maka one last kiss on the cheek. Hiro was confused at why Soul was so angry; being a weapon and all shouldn't he be happy for his meister? Or he should at least just a bit happy.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Soul hissed teeth clenched together tightly as he brought both arms into an X before his chest. Just as quickly as he brought them back out, they changed into scythes. With every step Soul took Hiro panicked more.
"C-Calm down, what's your problem?!" Hiro shouted. Where was Excalibur? Where was an open weapon at the moment? If he didn't act soon then he'd be in cut into nice Hiro salad. He backed up into Maka who was peeking out from over his shoulder. With him pressed up against Maka like that made Soul grow even angrier. He growled once again.
"What's my problem? What's my fucking problem?!" He stopped right in front of Hiro and held a blade up to his neck as the other changed back into a clenched fist. "I won't promise that I won't hurt you during this." And he punched him. Maka turned to her side and covered her head and roars from the gathered crowds of people filled her head. All she could see was shadows of Soul beating every inch of Hiro he while tried to get away. Someone tugged on her shoulder and pulled her away from her corner that she had called home for a few seconds.
"Don't just stand there! When Soul fights he doesn't stop till he's satisfied. He doesn't care if he hurts anyone else in the progress." Kid said as he took her over to Tsubaki, Liz, Patty, and Crona. Black*Star was still in the crowd yelling, "She's your meister? What the f-! Wait, kick his ass Soul! Teach him not to mess with your meister even though I tried to… Tried to… Kick his ass!" He was fist pumping the air with his free hand.
Maka stared at Soul whenever she could catch glimpses of him through the mass of people. "He won't stop…?" Kid shook his head and sighed, disappointed that everything was going great until the fight broke out.
"From the looks of it no, I've never seen Soul so angry. He'll probably stop when Hiro's close to death. It's seems like he's angrier than he was when Black*Star punched you…" Kid trailed off. Everyone else seem surprised, even Tsubaki.
"He… punched you?" She gasped. The former best friends exchanged a silent conversation through emotions shown through their eyes. Tsubaki shook her head and looked down at her lap. "Why didn't you tell me? Did you tell anyone else? When did this happen?"
"No. It happened on the day Black*Star got in that fight with Sid. Black*Star punched me and Soul popped out of nowhere. From there Soul punched him into the wall and took me to the nurses. That's where you two found us and where we found out about Black*Star's other injuries. I guess now you know about his mystery bruise…" Maka's face was blank as she told the mini story but her eyes never left Soul.
He was winning, obviously, without using his scythe. Maka just thought that he was using that just to scare Hiro. Soul's fists were flying so fast that all you could see was a blur where ever he punched. First it was Hiro's cheek, then his chin, then his stomach. The blows were so hard that Hiro was starting to cough up blood. Hiro was not the hero at the time. He flew into a table, nearly breaking it into half. Squeals of terrified yet happy girls were in the background along with the chants of "Fight, fight, fight!"
"They're almost naked!" One said. "He really does have abs!" Another yelped. "Is anyone going to stop them?" No. They'd die in the action of doing so.
There was no time for the boy the recover. He groaned out in pain as Soul picked him up by his neck and brought him over to the pool. He gasped for air, trying to tear Soul's hand away from him. "Why?" Was all he could mumble out before Soul released him into the pool, letting it swallow him whole.
He spun around and faced the shocked mob. He pointed behind him. "If no one goes to get him, he's going to die. If he does then it was suicide since I didn't kill him and you all will be witnesses. Remember, this never happened." That got the crowd moving. A couple of people bounded to the pool to fish the boy out. Soul grunted and walked away, people clearing out a path for him which lead straight to Maka. He stopped in front of her, looked at everyone else around, and grabbed her arm. "We're leaving." Was all he said and took her away, leaving eyes staring holes into their backs.
Maka was shaking as she walked beside him. Did that really just happen? She received her first kiss and the first fight over her, beside the one with her parents. "You cold or something?" Soul nudged her with his elbow. She responded quickly shaking her head. "You seem jumpy." Oh, she wondered why. They appeared by Soul's motorcycle and he took out their extra clothes. "Maka, what's wrong?" She stuttered as she tried to say 'Nothing!'
He frowned and led her towards one of the many bathrooms inside the mansion.
He let her change first and when she opened the door, he looked at her from head to toe and asked again. "Maka what's wrong?" And again he received the same but steady reply. He didn't say anything else until they returned home. Soul threw his keys onto the coffee table and fell onto the couch. There went Maka's option of sitting down and watching a movie. She tried to shuffle past him and into her room but he caught her arm. She froze and chills ran up her spine. "Sit down with me?" She did was he asked though she sat an arm's length away. "Maka… Come closer." Soul pulled her to where they were sitting side by side. "Now, I'll ask one more time. What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong!" She exclaimed. "Soul… Nothing's wrong." She let her head hit the back of couch.
"You sure? You're still shaking and you're….cold." Soul put a warm hand up and cupped her cheek. Maka blushed but didn't pull away. "So, would you care to explain to me what happened?" Maka looked up at him and shrugged her shoulders with a sigh.
"Well after a few minutes after you left Hiro approached me. He began talking to me and he tried kiss me. He got a little mad when I backed away and trapped me in a corner. From there I yelled which attracted attention and he kissed me. I tried to push him away but instead he pushed himself onto me. That's when you came in. And you know the rest…" Soul looked at her, ashamed. He didn't like the fact that he was the reason why she was uncomfortable, not that Hiro had assaulted her. He let his feelings get the best of him and wrapped his arms around her. "S-Soul?"
"Shut up. You're cold and shaking. I'm just trying to help." No he wasn't. Although he had a bored expression on his face, he was blushing wildly.
"Thanks I guess…" Maka sighed. They sat in awkward silence until Soul broke. Maka was squirming and moving into different positions.
"Dammit Maka stop it!" He yelled.
"Stop what?" She was looking at him like he acting like, well, like he was acting now.
"Your freaking jabbing my side with your toothpick arms! Frickin' hurts!... Maka, are you crying?" He groaned and shook her. "Come on stop." But she didn't. "Are you serious right now? Stop it! You're making me feel bad." Maka started shaking even more now and Soul shifted her towards him. She was obviously scared and confused, a mess.
And then Maka was smiling. She raised a hand and let it sail across the albino's face. He looked shocked but laughed. It didn't discourage him that a girl tricked him.
"Ah, good one Albarn."
"Thanks, Ev- Eater." She corrected herself, not wanting the same situation that happened a couple of days ago to happen again.
Soul held her there in that spot. The great thing for Soul was that Maka didn't fight and that she actually let him do that. He grinned and moved closer, staring at the green orbs in front of him. There was a pounding in his chest. It hurt, it hurt badly. His heart boomed as if it had been dead for an eternity and it was finally reviving. Then his phone went off. It was some unknown number along with an unknown name. Carrie? Was Jim Carrey calling him?
"That was…"
"I'm going to bed now."
"Bed, really? Right now? Can't that wait at least until...?" Soul turned his body away from Maka and stared at the curtains. He actually thought that the moment before something was about to happen, felt pretty damn good. To be releasing what he had kept in for more than 72 hours would be cool. To finally mess with the girl that he wasn't but was attracted to.
"Soul, now it's my turn. What's wrong?" Maka pitied him for that one moment.
"It's just that, I don't like you at all. You're too small with those long legs of yours. Too childish for my liking I guess you could say, yet... It confuses me that I kind of enjoy being around you. I feel like I've always been around you. I can be myself around you when I'm a, supposedly at school, jerk. A douchebag, a dickhead, a… what did you call me that one day?"
"A fucktard?" Her pity was gone and was replaced with a little bit of anger.
"Yeah that. I don't even think that's a word." Soul sighed and slumped on the couch. "I need to get you some beer. You're going to forgot all about this. Right now you don't remember anything that happened from when you left Black*Star on the couch to now. Now, what did I just say?" He tightened his grip on her.
"Black*Star let me go?" Maka said uneasily. She let out a cracked laugh which sounded like a broken Santa decoration.
"Good. So, I only saw when Black*Star pushed you onto to his lap… What happened?" Maka pulled away then stood up.
"I… Don't want to talk about it!" Heat was beginning to rise up onto her cheeks and Maka stepped away into her bedroom actually. She left an annoyed Soul on the couch gripping the cushions.
"Wait! Does that mean that you like him? Do you like Hiro too?" He yelled.
"Maybe, I mean Black*Star is pretty cool and nice when he wants to be. Such a man! Oh and Hiro, don't get me started! That boy could take me and we would fly away into the sunset together… I think I'm going to have dreams of us cuddling tonight. Don't disturb us." she said with heavy sarcasm. Soul just stared. "Geez Soul, you know that I hate them with a passion." Maka slammed her door shut and rolled her eyes. She wondered if she put enough sarcasm into that short speech.
"Pfft, as if I care, I was just wondering you pigtailed brat." He announced and ruffled his already messy hair. He could hear Maka saying something about him spying on her.
Maka Albarn was almost kissed twice that night. Someone ended up with every bone in his body fractured. Soul Eater didn't but did admit that he had little feelings for Maka Albarn. Soul Eater did have feelings for Maka Albarn. Later that night Soul Eater would give Maka Albarn some disguised drinks, mostly beer. In the morning Maka Albarn would have a hangover and wouldn't remember a thing that happened last night but Soul Eater would. And somewhere in the distance there would be a blue haired hooligan howling at a creepy laughing moon.
"Maka, Maka, MAKA!"
"Soul?!" Maka gasped as she shot up in her bed.
"No, it's me Crona." Crona said and helped pull someone else in from the window. Maka crossed her arms and gazed impatiently. Tsubaki slipped in without making a sound, even when she hit the ground.
"What are-?" Maka began to groan in pain as her head started to throb at a ridiculous rate.
"What Maka? Wait, do have a hangover? You're not the girl I use to know!" Tsubaki laughed though she was surprised at the teen and very disappointed. Maka had broken their oath of never drinking and another sad thing that was that she couldn't properly answer a question. Her answers would be either groans or some weird noise that no stomach should ever make.
"Crona and I thought that we should make up for hanging out with Kid, Black*Star, and Soul, and for what happened at the party." Oh the party, the little get-together that happened not even seven hours ago.
"….7:00 A.M?"
"Yeah at seven, I feel so sneaky." Tsubaki giggled. 'Sneaky? You out of all of us feel sneaky? Gosh this hurts.' Maka thought out too fast. "We figured that we'd go early! We also didn't want to waste the whole day planning out what we were going to do."
"So, we are going to go where Death City takes us!" Oh joy.
Tsubaki and Crona weren't wearing their usual clothes. Tsubaki was in converses and a skirt, topped off with a regular tank and a small jacket. Crona on the other hand was wearing pants, Nikes, a more of a boy's kind of shirt, and a jacket.
"Where did? Crona... clothes?" Maka heaved a sigh, relieved that the pain was finally subsiding into steady throbbing.
"Those," Tsubaki motioned to Crona "Are some of Black*Star's clothes. I bet you're wondering where he is huh? Well last time I checked he was passed out on the kitchen floor."
"I'm not surprised..."
"Well get dressed, brush your teeth and do anything else so we can go before its January!"
"It's April."
"Exactly, because of you we'll miss Christmas, Thanksgiving, Halloween, and your birthday!"
Maka's birthday was the day where she would spend time with her friends and try to avoid her father, which she never could.
"Okay, okay! I'll be ready in an hour." Maka teased and rolled out of her bed. She stumbled over piles of work and books on her way to her dresser. "Ah!" She suppressed the pain of stubbing her toe on the end of one book. The book wasn't small either; try two Eragon books, a copy of Hamlet, and an encyclopedia mashed together to form some nightmare from every kid's dream. Well besides Maka.
"Hurry up, Maka! Wait… Did anyone else hear that?" Crona squeaked. The floorboards groaned outside of Maka's door. Maka and Crona froze while Tsubaki did what any good assassin would, hide. An angry grumble knocked on it before it came in, body and all.
"What did I tell you?" Was all Soul could say before Tsubaki shot up from behind and hit him in the back of his head. He fell asleep instantly.
"Tsubaki?!" Both Maka and Crona yelled, Maka doing more than a hiss. Tsubaki just shrugged and stepped over him.
"I didn't know? It's was instinct! I guess I´ve learned from training with Black*Star." She laughed nervously and crouched down and began lifting up his arms. "He's out cold…"
"Instant knockout." Crona breathed
"What the heck, he's dead!" Maka was walking trenches in the form of circles into the floor. This morning was going just perfect. "Tsubaki I'm not a murder! I refuse to stand trial! Not today! Not today!"
"M-Maka, get a hold of yourself woman! He's fine, just asleep, you're giving Ragnarok a headache and he's complaining like crazy!"
"...Ragnarok? Who's that?"
"Nobody, just can we just go now?"
"Hold on, let me change…" Maka exhaled and did what she asked to do. Her bathroom was calling her name as she stepped closer to it. Washing her face, brushing her teeth, and fixing her hair was out of the way quickly and they were out. Out of Maka's window, but not before she took one last look at the unconscious Soul lying on her carpet.
"So, where's the car, the thing of transportation of which we need?"
"Oh, we thought that we'd walk." Tsubaki sweetly smiled and glanced at Crona. She was playing with the strings of his coat.
Maka nodded and tapped her foot against the pavement. "Oh, okay I see, well I'm going back inside now."
"Wait! You're coming with us! We have to have some best friend time! Maka please, you have to." The other two friends pulled on her arms and started to drag her down the street, ignoring the shouts and struggling.
"Stop, let me go guys! I swear I'll wake up everyone in this city if you don't let me go!" Maka growled, sounding much like Soul. He was starting to rub off on the poor girl.
"Maka I swear that I will do everything in my power to make you wake up."
'What does that even mean?!' Maka didn't talk. Not after the usually sweet to everyone girl just threatened her. 'Where are we going first…?'
'Maka…?'
'Soul….?! You can hear me?'
'Do we have to go through this again? What did you mean by that, where are-´
This was getting too weird for Maka. She cut him off, he was fading away anyways as she was dragged further and further away from her own home.
"Hey Black*Star." Soul said as he drained the bathtub. He was trying to wake up by taking a bath, which happened to magically overflow after Soul took a ten minute break to watch TV.
After that he would find Maka.
"Soul? Dude I just woke up and my bloody head hurts. What 'a want?"
"Is Tsubaki there?"
"I don't know… I'm on the floor right now, I think that there's some chick in the closet but I don't want to get up. Why did you want to know? If you like her…"
"Yeah I'd totally like some of that ass, no I don't idiot. She's taller than both of us anyway." Soul covered the phone as Black*Star yelled 'so?!' "ANYWAYS, Maka's gone and someone took her. I only saw one person in her room when I walked in. Help me track her down."
"Oh yeah, she's your meister? That dork? What was with the whole saving thing last night? Also I thought you were here. In your room! But no, the peasant is at some flat chested girl's house. I bet she isn't good at sex." Black*Star was flopping around on the floor, banging his fists on the kitchen's island.
Even though Soul was irked by his friend's comment, he tried to keep it cool. "Well, maybe? Last night you tried to have sex with her. Don't you remember? You were so gone."
"I did not! I wasn't that drunk!"
"You were hanging from the balcony screaming and saw some large dude with a huge beard, and then you screamed at him. The funny thing was that in your head that someone named Hagrid was actually speaking back. Then you dropped into the pool. Kid and Hiro had to get you out." Soul chuckled until he said Hiro. Hiro… Maybe, just maybe, he took Maka.
"Whatever! What was the reason you called in the first place?"
"Help me track down Maka." Black*Star remained silent. He stared up towards the ceiling while Soul was busy at mopping up the unwanted water. "Star, are you there? If you hung up I'm going to kill you."
"Who are you? You're not Soul, not the Soul that was my best friend. You're some dude who's been worrying about some girl that popped out of nowhere and been caring more about her then your real friends. Soul I knew would at least ask about them before asking about a stupid girl. He would actually tell someone about not coming back home. Talk to me again when you find the real Soul." Then Black*Star hung up. He left Soul in a shocked state. The star haired goof was being serious, real serious. The tone of his voice made Soul flinch.
Black*Star sighed as he ended the call and threw the house phone that he found randomly by him when he woke up. The party was a blast. He and Tsubaki were the last ones of the group to leave, being as Soul left two hours into the party and Kid and the Thompsons lived at the party. He brought a few friends back along with him, they were probably still there, and passed out. He found himself in the kitchen and talking to someone he didn't know.
He realized that he would have to get up at some point. Tsubaki was probably upstairs sound asleep; she wouldn't have walked home at 2:00 in the morning, well not at alone. The lad stood up and marched up the stairs towards Soul's apparently old room. "WAKE UP TSUBAKI! Black*Star's awake so everyone else should be too!" He busted into the room and a wide grin hooked on his face.
She wasn't there. All of Soul's things were in the exact same place as they were when he left. Even his bed was in the same mess. Maybe she was in his room? He couldn't blame her if she was, his room was awesome. A huge TV, game devices everywhere, a stereo, and a small gym tucked into a corner was every man's dream. Black*Star just wasn't allowed to have a mini refrigerator in the room. That was one of the few apartment rules.
Just as Black*Star put his hand on the door knob a girl came stumbling up the stairs. She looked like a wreck with her frizzy hair and heavy eyes. Her clothes were torn though Black*Star didn't remember her coming in the house with any, other than her swimsuit. "What the hell?"
"Did you kidnap me? You're one of the popular boys right?" She mumbled and held on to the door for support. Star smiled as he recalled the good days where just him, Soul, and Kid would walk around being treated like kings, now it was just him and Kid with a couple of girls.
"No? Did you kidnap me?" He said and watched her reaction. She was bug eyed and actually considered the thought of kidnapping someone.
"I don't know! Black*Star did I? Did I kidnap you?" She was tugging on her hair and starting to sweat.
"Get out. You can pass for a hobo…" Black*Star sighed and sworn that he could hear Tsubaki scowl at him. "Okay, okay! I got it… Just come with me. I need to go out anyways. Maybe one of your friends can get you." The girl just nodded and followed him out. What he was wearing now seemed fine, but he felt like he forgot something. He didn't even check his room instead he checked his garage. The car was there yet Tsubaki had the key since she was the only one able to drive. "Damn, Black*Star refuses to walk!" He slapped the side of the car.
The girl behind him frowned. "What? You can't drive?"
"No, I have a car just for decoration!" He glared at her.
"Oh, well that's just stupid."
"You know, maybe you're Patty's long lost twin!"
|I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER|
In this story Crona is identified as both she and he.
