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Lost Keys

Chapter 15

"You idiot!"

"Ow… I said I'm sorry!" Soul yelled, holding his head in pain. After explaining to Maka why Max decided to run away, Soul received the expected book to the head. His partner scolded him for five whole minutes.

"Dudes, look!" Kiki pointed out the window, "The rain stopped!"

Indeed, it wasn't raining anymore, the water level started to go down, and the sun had come up. The streets were wet and some road signs were broken. For some reason, the storm left abnormally quickly, leaving behind the devastation. Soul grabbed the black box that had a recorded letter and stuffed it in his pocket. Who knows? This might be evidence. A cute sneeze caught Maka's attention. Max had his eyes half closed as he sniffed after the sneeze. Maka and Soul noticed something unusual about him. He was blushing and looked exhausted. He was fine just a minute ago… Maka pressed her hand to the child's forehead, but couldn't feel anything because she was drenched when she jumped in the water to save her partner.

She turned to her partner, "Let's go home. I don't want Max to catch a cold."

The walk home was quiet. The water level was only high enough to cover their shoes now. Soul carried Max on his back as both he and Maka made their way home, passing by people who had come out of their houses to investigate the damage done to their properties by the storm. Maka and Soul didn't live in the bottom floor, so not much damage was done to their home. A few items have fallen off their spots, but that was all. Maka tried to switch the lights on, but nothing happened. The room was uncomfortably cold… maybe because they were all wearing wet clothes?

Soul kneeled down to release Max, but the kid wouldn't get off. "Kid, come on – Fun's over, you can get off now."

No response.

"Kid, I don't have all day."

Still nothing.

"Oi, you alright back there?" Soul asked in concern. He felt the kid's body slid off his back, landing softly on the ground on his butt. Soul turned to face him and kneeled closed to the child. "Max?"

"I don't feel too good…"

Soul placed his palm on Max's head. Not good… His temperature's slightly high. He collected Max's weak body in his arms and gently laid him on the couch, sliding a nearby pillow under his head. The weapon noticed the boy shivering. Soul got up and was about to fetch an extra blanket when he heard Maka's bedroom door click open.

Maka came out of her room, wearing new clothes while holding a purple blanket and one of Soul's shrunken pajamas. Looks like she already had things covered. The sound of Max shifting as he painful sat up and bent over awkwardly brought their attention.

Soul was about to spit out the 'what the hell are you doing?' when, out of nowhere, the child started vomiting…

"MAX!" Booth Maka and Soul yelled. Dropping the blanket and clothes and Ignoring the disgusting liquid on the floor, Maka sat beside Max on the couch as Soul ran to the bathroom to get a bucket. He placed it in front of the child as the poor kid dangled his head in exhaustion. Max grabbed the bucket's sides and vomited again, but this time, in the bucket. Maka rubbed his back as he coughed out the nasty stuff one more time. The smell was so foul Soul thought he was going to throw up as well.

After coughing out what was left, he sat silently, panting and sweating, still dangling his head over the bucket.

"You done?" Soul asked in the lowest voice as possible.

Max nodded.

"I'll get him a glass of water." Maka slowly helped Max lay down on the couch before heading to the nearest sink.

Soul sat on the floor, arm resting on the couch. He could hear the kid breathing loudly and sniffing. Soul grabbed a nearby tissue box, yanked out some sheets and cleaned Max's mouth from the remaining liquid. Maka got back with a glass of water. Soul slipped his hand under Max's head and gently lifted it up as Maka brought the glass up to his lips. Washing down the nasty taste from his mouth with water, Soul placed the kid's head back on the pillow.

Soul shivered, his clothes were still soaked. "I'm going to go change. Be right back."

Maka nodded, "Alright. I'll get Max changed." She grabbed the new pajamas that she had dropped earlier.

After getting dressed, Soul noticed that he still felt cold. He was hoping he wasn't sick too.

"Soul," Maka called, "I think the air conditioner's broken…"

Lovely… What else can go wrong?

He heard the doorbell ring before Maka ran to greet whoever it was at the door. Soul walked over to the couch. The smell of the vomit had disappeared. Maka must've scrubbed it clean. He looked at sleeping Max, who was covered up with a blanket, still panting and sweat running down his head. If only Soul hadn't upset him, this wouldn't have happened.

"Soul," Maka called, "Someone's here to see you!"

What? Who the hell would come for a visit through a storm? Soul marched over to the door and as soon as he saw the person standing next to Maka, he immediately wanted to run back.

No.

Not him.

This is a catastrophe.

This can't be happening…

"Little brother, it's nice to see you again after so long." The older male greeted.

Soul's throat went dry.

"Well? Aren't you going to introduce me to this lovely lady?"

Soul flinched. He felt like his brain was boiling itself in anger. He looked over at Maka. She was blushing while staring at the intruder. Soul sucked in a breath to calm himself, "What are you doing here?"

"I see you haven't changed at all." The person turned to Maka, "I feel sorry that you have to put up with him."

Maka blushed harder, not sure what to say.

"I'm Wes Evans, Soul's older brother. It's a pleasant meeting you." He bowed down, grabbed Maka's hand and unexpectedly kissed it. Maka could have sworn pink clouds had bursted out of her head in embarrassment. Soul's jaw fell open and his fists tightened.

"And you are…?" Wes paused, waiting for her to continue.

It took Maka a moment to snap out of it. "M-Maka. I'm Maka, Soul's Meister."

"So you're Maka? Soul must be lucky to have a cute Meister like you," Wes smiled, "Strange how Soul hardly ever mentions you."

Maka smiled nervously, face rad as a tomato.

Soul felt like throwing this guy out the nearest window. "Wes, why did you come here?" Soul growled.

"I just came to see how my little brother was doing." He ruffled Soul's hair. Anger building up, Soul swatted his brother's hand away. Wes laughed at Soul's reaction.

"Bullshit! After so many years, now you decided to visit?" Soul yelled. His anger faded when he heard a small cough behind him. He turned around to find Max standing with half-closed eyes, holding his blanket. His body fell limp, but Maka caught him just in time.

"Max, what are you doing here?" Maka asked in worry. The child was too tired to answer.

Maka covered him in the blanket like a cocoon and held him in her arms.

"I'll take Max back to my room." She said and carried the sick child away. She probably thought the child was uncomfortable on the couch, so sleeping in her bed didn't seem like a bad idea.

Soul sighed and turned back to his older brother. Wes's face had shifted from… His eyes were so wide Soul thought they were about to fall out of his head. His mouth was wide open and he was pretty much frozen in place.

"What? Something wrong?" Soul asked, but Wes didn't move a muscle.

"Anybody home?" Soul waved his hand in front of Wes's face. No reaction… He didn't even blink. Confused, Soul scratched his head.

Suddenly, Wes fell to the ground…

Shit! He fainted!

To Be Continued...

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Wes came for a visit :D Let's see how well this goes X3

Soul's brother called Maka a lovely lady O.O