Author's notes:

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(Parts off this story are slightly different from the one that is posted on my DA gallery, but I promise that they're both good and worth reading) :)

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN SOUL EATER OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS K?
THIS IS JUST A FAN FIC MADE BY A FAN.
NO COPYRIGHT IS INTENDED!

This fic follows the anime and not the manga.
The characters Lord Death, Stein, Spirit, Crona and Ragnarok will not be in any future chapters, since this fic mostly focuses on the main gang rather than all the other characters as well, sorry if this disappoints you in any way.

Italics - means the person is thinking just so you know.

Warning: This story is a sad one and I understand if it makes you want to cry, or kill me for making it, as I have been there myself before LOL XD

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Writer's POV:

The following day Soul had decided to have a little heart to heart with his Meister, as he stood at Maka's bedroom door, "Maka, can I talk with you for a minute?" The Scythe asked as he knocked on the door lightly.

He wasn't really expecting to get an answer, so it was no surprise when his Meister gave him no response, "Maka?" Soul called out to his Meister again, but he again didn't get any response from her.

He sighed slightly as he slowly opened the door, "Maka are you alright in here?" He asked as he searched the room for a minute, and smiled when he saw the young girl sitting on her bed with her knees hugged up to her chest.

Soul walked over to the bed and kneeled down as he rested a hand on his Meister's arm, trying to get her attention. Surprisingly enough Maka actually lifted her head and looked to her weapon with tired and bloodshot red eyes.

"Hey, did you get any sleep last night?" Soul asked with a kind smile to his Meister.

Maka just shook her head as she seemed to be looking behind her weapon, rather than at him.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink?" Soul asked with a slightly concerned look now.

Maka just slowly shook her head again as her head was slowly dropping back down again.

Soul sighed again as he stood up and then sat beside his Meister on the bed, while she looked to him with a curious look on her face.

"Maka why are you acting this way?" The Scythe asked, hoping to finally get some answers from his Meister.

Maka just tilted her head to the side a little as she seemed somewhat confused by her weapon's question.

'She's in a good and calm mood, but it seems like she doesn't want to talk to me,' Soul thought with another heavy sigh, as he tried to think of a way to get Maka to actually talk with him.

Maka just looked away from Soul slightly as she copied his heavy sigh.

"Listen Maka, I know that this is all really hard for you, and that you probably don't want to talk to me about it, but I want to help you, and the only way I can do that is if you allow me to. So please tell what is making you act like this?" Soul explained as he smiled kindly to his Meister again as he rested a hand on her arm again in a caring way.

Maka let out another sigh, before she stretched out her legs and let them dangle over the edge of her bed, while she turned to fully face her weapon, "It's because…because I miss Kid," Maka confessed half-heartedly.

"We all do Maka, but I can tell that, that's not the only reason why you're acting like this," Soul stated with a slightly raised eyebrow to his Meister.

Maka looked away from her weapon again as she seemed to be lost in thought for a moment, 'Should I really tell him about my feeling for Kid?' Maka asked herself before she took a deep breath and looked to her with a serious look in her eyes.

Soul waited for Maka to reply to him as he saw her look to him with a serious look, like she was just about to tell him a secret that he must not tell anyone (which he froze up at slightly).

"Soul…..I…I love Kid," Maka finally confessed in a slightly hushed tone.

"Well yeah we all did, he was a great friend to all of us-

"Not like that! I don't love him like a friend, like the rest of you do," Maka cut Soul off as she corrected his wrong thinking.

"What do you mean?" Soul asked, now seeming a little confused.

Maka paused for a minute as she slightly turned away from her weapon, "I...I..." Maka sighed as it seemed like she just couldn't bring herself to tell Soul her secret.

"You what?" Soul asked.

"I...I slept with Kid," Maka finally confessed.

"YOU WHAT?!" Soul was caught off guard as shock was written all over his face.

"That night before the day he left for his solo mission...Kid and I slept together," Maka stated as memories of that night ran through her mind, while tears started to run down her cheeks.

"So he had sex with you and then just up and left you the next day. That damn Reaper was worse than I thought," Soul thought out loud as he seemed a little less shocked now.

"It wasn't like that Soul, I'm the one that asked for it, I came onto him, I kissed him first. He was being such a gentleman like always, he kept saying things like, 'We shouldn't do this' and, 'I don't want to be taking advantage of you like this', but I guess in the end he simply accepted," Maka explained with a slight smile on her lips.

"He still went along with it though," Soul stated as he refused to believe that Maka was the one at fault here.

"Sorry, I should've told you sooner," Maka apologized as she hugged her knees to her chest again.

"It's alright, I understand why you wanted to keep it a secret," Soul sighed as he seemed much more calm down now.

"So you're not mad?" Maka asked, a little surprised.

"No, I was a little surprised I guess, but that Reaper is the one that I'm mad at right now," Soul joked slightly (although he also was half serious) as he smiled to his Meister.

"Soul?" Maka called to Soul in a whisper.

"Yeah?" Soul asked as he looked back to his Meister.

"I miss him," Maka whispered as she slightly turned to her weapon.

Soul sighed a little as he moved closer to his Meister, "I know, I miss him too," Soul replied as he wrapped his arms around Maka's waist and hugged in a caring embrace.

Maka just relaxed in her weapon's caring arms, as she closed her eyes and rested a hand on Soul's arm.

'That damn Reaper,' Soul cursed under his breath as he thought of a certain late Reaper that his foolish Meister had fallen for. The Scythe sighed as he hugged Maka tighter and started to gently stroke her long, dirty blonde, tangled and knotted up hair.

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Maka's POV:

I sat there in Soul's caring embrace, not feeling safe, but feeling trapped and restrained, I had to make him let go of me.

My heart started to pound in my chest, my breathing turned into heavy frantic pants, I felt like the air was being squeezed out of my lungs. I broke free from Soul's loose embrace as I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. I could feel Soul jump back a little as he obviously wasn't expecting me to do something like that.

I simply stood up from my bed and glared to Soul slightly, he started to back away from me slowly, getting the message that I was completely on edge now. I threw a swift punch at his face. He easily blocked it with his arm, and looked to me with worried eyes.

I suddenly felt like I was going to be sick and turned away from Soul, before I ran out of my bedroom, and into the bathroom, while I was covering my mouth with both hands.

Once in the bathroom I tightly held onto the sink and could feel myself beginning to retch in a very violent way. I hadn't eaten for days so it was no surprise to me when I only threw up water. I was shaking frantically all over. I felt my chest tighten slightly as I could myself starting to violently retch again, but I now had nothing left to get rid of in my stomach, so the violent retching didn't stop and I just felt like it would go on forever.

I heard Soul call to me as he ran into the bathroom and looked to me with horror-filled eyes. I turned to him slightly before I covered my mouth and coughed up something in my hands. I looked to my palm as my eyes widened and I saw crimson red blood running from my hands, and down my arms.

Soul called my name again, before my vision went blurry, my hearing went faint, my mind went blank, and I collapsed to the bathroom tiled floor.

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Maka's POV:

I was on my bed, in my room again. My head was killing me, I was starving, and I still felt sick to my stomach. I looked around my room and guessed that Soul had picked me up and put me back to bed after I had collapsed. I sighed heavily as I sat up on my bed and hugged my knees to my chest again, before I could feel tears welling up in my eyes again, while images of Kid started to run through my mind.

"I miss you, Kid," I whispered to the empty room, before I started to sob slightly, and my shoulders began to shake frantically again, "I miss you so much" I cried quietly, before I looked to my bedroom window and watched the sun trying to stay awake as it was slowly setting in the could-filled, slightly orange sky. I sighed slightly as I could only think of Kid's gentle and kind smile as I hugged my knees to my chest tighter and let out another soft cry.