"Hurry..."
"Up!"
Both Black*Star and Tsubaki yelled, both on the opposite sides of town, Tsubaki's command sounded more gentle towards her target though. The girls had managed to bring Maka to a shoe store and keep her there. Almost immediately Maka started to voice her complaints once again, resulting in people staring at her weirdly. She was refusing to enter another store.
"Just great..." Tsubaki sighed, while Crona shivered because of the stares they were receiving.
Black*Star on the other hand was yelling from the top of a building. The unclaimed girl was still following him as he jumped around for trouble. He literally jumped from building to building. After arguing over the fact of having no car and how the girl with no name was not Patty, they finally set off. "Carry me." Black*Star would say and get a giggle as a response.
Soul was finally throwing the wet towels in the hamper. He decided not to take his oh so needed bath and head out to find his new meister. At the moment he was rolling down the streets on his orange Harley Davidson with eyes searching through the little crowds of people of Death City.
"Maka you're not going to stay there!" Tsubaki frowned and tapped her foot against the concrete.
"Just watch me." The pigtailed girl stated and sat on the bench outside of the store. Maka didn't care if she was receiving weird stares from the people passing by her. What she wanted was to go home. She didn't even care if Soul was there, maybe they'd act like the party didn't happen and watch tv.
Maka's arms were locked together like handcuffs around some poor man's wrist. Her legs were crossed properly. Now to top off her look, Maka held her chin high with a pouting expression plastered onto her face.
The door to the café beside the shoe shop opened suddenly. A rather tall and built man stepped out with his arms busy with many coffee mugs and donned in a stained apron. He squinted at the two girls and the awkward Crona and they stared back, except Maka who was pouting and complaining too much to notice.
Both girls had to look up at the man and wonder why he was working in a coffeehouse instead of a gym. He smiled warmly at Tsubaki, Crona, and Maka before walking closer. His face was suddenly splattered with concern.
"You three are scaring away my customers! Please remove your friend and leave. If you must be here then calm her down." Tsubaki dipped her head and proceeded to get Maka to move. Again she got the same result, Maka just shooked her head with closed eyes and said no.
"Take me home. I will not move until you do! I swear I'll do something! Crona help me!" Pink hair shook a little as Crona fidgeted with his/her jacket pockets.
"How do you expect us to take you home if you don't move?!" Tsubaki said for the fifth time, this time with a nervously laugh. Now Tsubaki could handle Black*Star better because he would move. Too much actually. "You're being lazy."
They continued to argue and more people passed the coffeehouse. Dismayed, the café's owner flipped his phone open. He smiled and laughed as he spoke to the person on the other end of the line. Soon after the call ended, a cop car turned the corner and came to a stop beside the tiny group.
"Is there a problem here?" A plump officer grunted when he rolled the window down. The two girls that were yelling up a storm were silenced. They turned to Crona who shrugged her shoulders. Then they looked towards the other man. The man who was nodding and pointing towards them, more towards Maka.
"These girls were taking my business away. They were destroying public and my property. If you take a look inside my shop you'll see that there are busted coffee pots and cups everywhere. As for public property this girl," he officially pointed one of his fat fingers at Maka "Was jumping all over the bench she's sitting on."
The police officer looked at his partner then at the girls. His bud nodded and they both stepped out of the car. One went inside and one stayed.
"What's your names kids?" He asked.
"Tsubaki Nakatsukasa."
"Crona..."
"Maka Albarn."
"Albarn? I believe that we had a Albarn recently! Don't tell me that you are Spirit Albarn's daughter." Maka groaned but nodded, though she wasn't very proud of it.
"Story checks out." The other policeman said when he came back out with a box of doughnuts. "Seems like we got three more. Thanks Joe." He steadied his hat on his bald head.
"Alrighty, hands behind your..." The plump one didn't get to finish. All three girls were gone. Running down the sidewalk was more like it.
"Oh Death, oh Death, oh Death! We are DWMA students!" Maka was screaming to her friends. " Lord Death is going to be so upset with us. I told you to take me home but no! You didn't!" They turned a corner as sirens and flashing lights followed them.
"You have two legs, use them!" With Tsubaki in the lead the three musketeers bounded away. As they ran they passed a yelling teenaged boy and a girl with cut up clothes and a orange motorcycle. The cops weren't far away from them now.
"Get out the way!" Crona said before the three bodies collided with three more. "Sorry, I warned you!" She said as she helped himself up. She didn't wait for Maka and Tsubaki to get up before she started running again. There was a skidding noise and a roar of a engine following by a questioning yell of "Tsubaki?!".
Tsubaki didn't say anything as she picked Maka up. They took off, this time down a narrower street, and dodged trash cans and signs. Maka wanted to speak but she feared that if she did she wouldn't be able to run as fast, that she would run out of breath. She started to imagine the worst. The police were probably on her tail. She would probably trip and get caught easily. She would cave in in any second now and double over, falling while Tsubaki would be so far away from her. Something flashed by her. Was her vision failing? Was she seeing things now as her chest became heavier?
"Maka!" Tsubaki disappeared from her side and there was a thud on the nearest rooftop. A familiar voice had taken Tsubaki and now Maka was alone as she tried to outrun the one thing that she couldn't, she was sure of it. It was like a horror movie to her. The cops were ironically the psycho murder, she was split up from her friends, and in the end she would die a terrible death. The death would be jail. The jail would be her home for many days. Home. Oh Maka couldn't explain how much she wanted to be home.
"Albarn!" Her heart dropped. She would be caught soon and no one would be able to bail her out of the holding cell. She wanted to cry at the moment as her feet continued to pound against the pavement. 'Damn it! I shouldn't have ran! Why am I still running? If I continue I'll be in worse trouble!'
"Why are you still running? I've been calling your name for more than five minutes!" Soul said and patted the seat behind him. Where did he come from? His bike was reflecting the sunlight as her ride beside the running Maka. He cocked his head to one side then looked straight into her wide eyes.
"W-What? Where are the c-" Maka slowed down and kept up a steady pace.
"Cops? What cops? Never heard of them before."
"Then how did you-"
"Know what you were going to say? Come on Maka we're partners, right? Hop on." He lied, he knew exactly what was going on but it would save time to cut the chattering. He clasped his hand around her outstretched one and pulled, yanking her body a bit to help get her on the bike. "Maka? Maka. Maka?!" The more he said her name the more feminine it became. Maka was starting to question reality now. She was sure that Soul wasn't allowed to ride on the sidewalk, that the cops should had captured her by then, and that Soul didn't have a female voice. She knew that for sure as many time as she heard his voice.
Then she blinked. Instead of opening her eyes the the scene she saw before, she opened them to a store. She knew this store, it was the store she hated the most. It was meant for only teens and younger girls and Maka was stuck in between those two choices. When she came to the realization of what was going on she started to groan, though she was relieved. Both Tsubaki and Crona were clinging to both sides of her with worry filled eyes.
Maka let out a sigh and smiled. "It was just dream..." No cops, no jail.
"Well it was more of a daydream. You weren't asleep, your eyes were open. It didn't look right and it scared me, I didn't know what to do so I told Tsubaki." Crona mumbled from under his jacket.
"Oh, how embarrassing..." grumbled Maka and rested her hand on one of the clothes rack to steady herself, much like the cop from her dream.
"Well what's in the past is in the past. I don't know how you zoned out before this but I was talking about going somewhere to get a drink. I didn't get my daily coffee this morning, you Crona?" Tsubaki said as she paid for a shirt.
"I don't even drink coffee..." Crona said.
"Oh, then would you guys mind if we stop by the café? It's not-!" Tsubaki started, but Maka interrupted, shrilly.
"Café?!" Maka screeched. All eyes were on her. "I, uh, don't like those kind of places?"
"You're so slow!" Black*Star yelled to the unnamed girl. "I can't do anything with you around." The girl giggled and pointed a finger in his face. "Stop! I've had enough of you!" He slapped the hand down and started to walk away from her.
"Wait!" She said, finally saying something other than laughing and giggling. Black*Star was a couple feet away now and it seemed like he wasn't going to turn back. With his beady eyes and scowl set on deep on his face, he became smaller and smaller as he headed towards any place where the girl wouldn't be.
The female started after him, after all he was the only person that she knew at the moment. He had been kind to her in the short time period of them being together and she wanted to keep that. She just moved to Death City and didn't know many people. On the first day of going to Shibusen she had become instantly popular. Maybe not as popular as Soul Eater and Black*Star, but well known.
People wouldn't ask for her name, just refer to her as the new girl or the 'damn shes hot' girl. Her first friends were fake. They just wanted to be near her to be noticed, they didn't care if it was only for a minute. They just wanted to use her. But Black*Star didn't. He didn't exactly care about her but he didn't use her and she liked that, she didn't dare to lose that feeling.
"Black*Star! Come back!" She called waving one hand up in the air. He was a good ways away, and he was just walking while unnamed girl was chasing after him. She was panting when she finally reached him. Black*Star had his hands caressing the back of his head and different expression resting on his face. He was grinning widely and lifting his legs up a feet away from the ground with every step he took. You didn't have to look at him to tell that he was ready to burst, the energetic aura that was flowing off of him was so strong that you could feel it a mile away.
"I knew it, no one can resist the great and amazing Black*Star!" He boomed then started laughing. A pain was rising from within his chest but he ignored it. Instead he just held his ribs and continued to walk. "But look, I don't care what you do, just don't put your hands in my face and answer me when, if, I ever talk to you." The girl leaned over as she walked beside him, her bangs covered her face when she titled her back a bit to glance at him.
"S-sure." she feebly gave him a thumbs up.
"By the way, what's your name?" Black*Star said with his high pitched voice, now hands held back up to his head.
"J-"
"Oh! Free food!" And the big star was off once again. The girl frowned and flipped her hair behind her shoulder, resuming her little chase. On that day she had received the most exercise that she had in a way and she felt like she was going to explode, she was clearly out of shape.
She found Black*Star chowing down on three dishes and six perfectly clean ones sitting on the left of him. Apparently they had entered a chinese restaurant.
"Classy." She said and sat in the other side of his booth. Would he offer her some food? How did he order and clean six, now ten, plates all under a minute? Was he sure that the food was free? She leaned out of the booth and looked behind him to see a poster. 'Free buffet,24 hour special come in or get out!' There was more but she didn't get to see before Black*Star shifted his head, blocking her view of the poster.
"Hey, can you make yourself useful and hand me the salt?" He said, his mouth comically overflowing with food, and spreading onto his face.
"Tch. Get it yourself." She said and pushed the salt to the farthest corner of table, away from Black*Star. He grunted and reached for it the same moment when the girl lifted it and held it behind her. His face turned into a determined smirk then. He joined her on her side of the booth and reached for it. Unnamed girl moved the salt container back into its original place, the result of having Black*Star reach around her to get it. His arm rested across her shoulders as he grabbed his prize.
"Haha! Got i-!"
"Black*Star?" A tall long haired teenaged girl stood at the entrance of the restaurant, two other girls flanking her, an ash blonde and a light pink.
"Tsubaki?"
"The coffee shop isn't that necessary r-right?" Maka laughed nervously, taking one of Tsubaki's habits.
"Of course! Only Deathbucks have actual good coffee, Maka." Tsubaki said and shoved her bags through the exit of the mall. She had been throwing money around like a drunk sailor in the last four hours, and she didn't regret that.
"But it's past 4 o'clock now. Do you really need it?"
"Why can't we go?"
"Well, uh," Maka stuttered as she debated on telling her about her dream. She had been trying to avoid it. Every time she thought about it, she blushed. And it was all because of Soul. He unlocked some kind of feeling like no one else did and Maka was badly confused. She was definitely not attracted to the pure white sheepdog, that she was sure. But was she really? No, she denied it. Besides he annoyed her greatly, along with his little group of friends.
"Well..?" Tsubaki looked confused.
"Because! Y-You'll have to carry all those bags around everywhere! I bet you didn't think about that, remember, someone didn't bring their car." Maka taunted her, though no one really won. They would still have to walk now.
Crona who was forgotten, piped up. "Lets hurry up, it looks like it's about to rain..." she covered her eyes as she looked up at the scary, laughing sun. Dark clouds were gathering by it.
"You're right Crona... Hurry up and decide Tsubaki." Maka said as she copied Crona.
"Where else are we going to eat at then if we can't go to Deathbucks?" She sighed as she accepted defeat.
"Well, theres always Subway." Maka hinted as she smiled greatly and acted all innocent.
"You have money?" Tsubaki smiled even wider. If they could go to Deathbucks then they're were not going to Subway. Her smile looked evil, like she was trapped in insanity.
"Look, there's a free buffet over there. Free!" Crona said and rushed over to it, barely missing a passing car. It honked and an angry yell followed by it, not to mention a bird. A bird that was shot, directly towards Crona. But she didn't notice as she gazed at the poster in the window. 'Free buffet,24 hour special come in or get out! Group of nine will have to pay. We may not serve all desired food. No refills! No blue star haired boy with a empty, half empty, or full stomach allowed! You eat too much.' Crona laughed as she recognized the described boy to be Black*Star.
"Crona! You almost got hit, you have to be more careful or I swear I'll put a leash on you!" Maka said as she shook Crona violently by the shoulders.
Tsubaki agreed as she read the examined the poster that Crona pretty much risked her life for. A dark shade of red spread across her face when she knew that the restaurant had banned Black*Star. Her jaw dropped and she held the rim of her shirt, bags still in hand. Tsubaki was in the middle of feeling terrified and embarrassed.
"Whoa, way to go Star." Maka said with a smartass grin. She would definitely use the poster against Black*Star if he ever spoke to her again. "What now? Is he going to cheat on you and swear that he didn't?" she laughed as Tsubaki grew even more weary.
"It's starting to rain guys." Crona said and held her hand out to feel a drop of water land in the center of her palm. "We should go in now."
They agreed and walked in, Maka on one side of Tsubaki and Crona on the other. Tsubaki dropped all of her bags as her mouth dropped for the second time that day.
"Black*Star?"
"Tsubaki? Oh hey!Oh. No, NO, I-I swear its not what it looks like. I was reaching for some salt!" Black*Star said. His booth was in the middle of the restaurant and it contained him and some other girl. He had his arm around her and it definitely looked like he was on a date with her. "Look, I don't even know her name!"
"Oh, so maybe he will..." Maka gasped. She was surprised, yet then again she wasn't. All men were like her papa to her. Black*Star proved that he was one of them.
Tsubaki was even more confused now. He was cheating on her with a girl whose name he didn't even know? Who did he think he was? So kind of rich popular dude who got all the girls? Tsubaki thought not! "How could you!" She whispered from under her breath. "Maka, Crona hold my bags."
"Oh okay then. Kick his ass Tsubaki!" Both Maka and Crona said in sync, Crona sounding a bit frighten. They were a entire cheer squad for Tsubaki at the moment and they both wanted to see Black*Star get what he deserved.
"Tsubaki I swear I'm not cheating on you!" Black*Star pleaded as Tsubaki stomped closer.
"If you're not cheating on me then why is your arm still around her, jerk?" People from different booths were watching, some even recording Tsubaki and Black*Star's argument.
Black*Star quickly snatched his arm away. "See? I was-" he didn't finish because Tsubaki took a plate of his free food and smashed it in his face. Barbecue was smothered onto his face as Tsubaki added another plate. A sync of "OOOOO's" arose from the crowd of people. Some people laughed and made rude comments about Black*Star and how he got 'served'. Actually he was a custom dish, made at the table. Tsubaki smirked and took Black*Star's drink.
"Now... where should I put this.." She said as she eyed Black*Star. He didn't move. He could have easily been mistaken as a statue. A messy statue.
"Down his pants!" Someone yelled.
"No, take my drink and pour it all over him! He deserves it!" Now that was Crona who didn't even have a drink to begin with.
"On his head!" That was a good option.
"Bingo." Tsubaki said and dumped the red fanta on top of the non moving Black*Star. It almost looked like he had blood coming from his forehead.
Tsubaki frowned as she bent down to look him straight in the eye. He was staring at the ground, refusing to let anyone see his face. "You hurt me. Remember when you said boyfriends are supposed to be nice? Well this is not nice. Not at all Black*Star. I didn't hurt you as bad as you hurt me. What I did was not even close to how bad I feel right now. You hear me? Answer me!" He remained silent, still staring at the same spot, the floor, his only source of comfort.
Tsubaki sighed angrily and stood up again. "Thanks for this Black*Star. I'll never make this mistake again." She said and turned on her heels. Just as she reached for the door, it opened. From the other side someone shouted.
"Damn weather. Damn rain! Damn it Maka!"
Tsubaki stopped in her tracks and back away from the door as lightning struck. All you could see from the person was its silhouette. You could also see the eyes, and boy were they angry.
So I made Tsubaki overreact, don't worry it helps with the story.
|I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER|
In this story Crona is identified as both she and he.
