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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Maka's POV:
That voice was annoying me yet again tonight, calling out my name over and over again, getting louder and louder each time, "Maka, Maka, Maka, MAKA, MAKA!" I was tossing and turning in my sleep, as for some reason I just couldn't wake up. I wanted to open my eyes, but it felt like they were taped shut, I couldn't see a single thing. It was like I had gone blind all of a sudden.
Then everything went silent. I couldn't hear the voice anymore, I could only hear the sound of my heavy breathing as I was still unable to open my eyes and wake up. Then I could just about here a faint familiar voice saying the word, 'Forget' over and over again.
"Forget what?" I asked in a hushed tone.
The voice didn't answer me, as I expected. I still couldn't open my eyes, as I sighed heavily. Suddenly there was a bright light that made me gasp slightly as the bright golden light formed into the shape of a familiar figure.
"Maka," The golden figure whispered out my name.
"Who-who are you?" I asked.
"Maka," The figure just whispered my name again.
The voice became clearer and more familiar with every whisper that it made, the golden glow left the figure as an all too familiar person was left in its place. It was him.
He smiled kindly to me, before he reached out his hand for me to take, "Maka," He whispered again.
"Kid? KID!" I called to him just before my eyes finally snapped open and I awoke to Soul sitting on my bed, as he was calling out my name loudly, while shaking my shoulders, trying to wake me up.
"Soul?" I questioned as I looked around my room for a moment, and sighed when I realized that seeing Kid was nothing but a dream.
"You okay? These nightmares really seem to becoming troublesome," Soul asked me as he let go of my shoulders and looked to me with a concerned look on his face.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I stated as I sat up in my bed and rubbed my aching head.
"You sure?" Soul asked as he could clearly see that I had been sweating again, and I was shaking frantically all over.
I just nodded as I wiped the sweat away from my forehead.
"Ok then, if they start up again, call me alright?" My weapon stated before I nodded to him again slightly as he stood up from my bed and left my room.
I sighed again as I watched the door close behind Soul, before I looked to my hand and clenched it into a tight first as I punched my bed sheets and clenched my teeth together tightly.
'That was weird, why did Kid suddenly show up like that?' I asked myself as I ran my fingers through my tangled up, messy hair and looked back to my hand again. It was still shaking slightly.
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Writer's POV:
Late in the morning Soul was watching T.V while sitting on the sofa in the lounge, as he slightly glanced to the hallway leading to his Meister's bedroom every now and again.
Maka hadn't left her room all morning as she was just laying on her bed while being lost in her memories of Kid. The young girl sighed slightly as she sat up and looked to her closed bedroom window.
Suddenly she started to hear that voice again, calling out her name over and over again. But this time it didn't get any louder than a slight whisper.
Maka sighed again as she got off her bed and started to hear the whispering voice more clearly.
Maka's POV:
'Come on, not this again,' I cursed under my breath as I covered my ears, and tried to block out the voice. But then I noticed something.
'Wait, this is different,' I thought as I uncovered my ears, 'It's nothing but a whisper now, it's not getting louder like it normally does. And it's a lot clearer than normal,'
"What's going on?" I asked myself in a hushed tone, before I turned and looked to my closed bedroom door.
"Maka, Maka," The whispering voice repeated over and over again, 'I know this voice,' I thought as the voice became clearer and more familiar with every whisper that it made, 'It's…it's Kid's voice,' I turned around to face my bedroom window, and there a golden figure stood, it looked just like the one in my dream.
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Writer's POV:
Soul was given quite the fright, when he suddenly heard his Meister scream, and quickly jumped off the sofa. He ran to Maka's bedroom thinking that his Meister would be hurting herself again, and quickly opened the door.
"Maka, what's wrong?" Soul asked as he was relieved to see that Maka wasn't hurting herself. But she was shaking and screaming as she was strangely staring wide-eyed at the bedroom window, as if she had seen something (or should I say someone) that scared her.
Soul walked up to his Meister as the golden figure turned to the weapon slightly, "Maka, did you see something?" Soul asked as he rested a hand on Maka's shoulder and had a worried look on his face.
"There…..There's….." Maka was at a loss for words as she pointed to the golden figure with one trembling finger.
Soul looked in the direction that Maka was pointing in and just seemed confused, as he looked back to his Meister, "Maka there's nothing there, maybe it went away," Soul stated as it would seem that he couldn't see the golden figure standing in front of the window for some reason.
'What? Can't Soul see it standing there?' Maka thought as she glanced to her weapon for a moment, before she looked to the golden figure again, as she heard her name being called out in a whispered tone again.
"It's there…" Maka just about managed to say through her sped up breathing.
"What is?" Soul asked as he looked back to the window, and again did not seem to see the golden figure standing there. Soul looked confused and slightly concerned to his frightened Meister as he just didn't understand what was making her so scared.
"It's…..It's…." Maka was at a loss for words again, before her eyes closed and she collapsed down onto her bed.
Soul sighed as he pulled the covers over his Meister and smiled slightly to her, 'Well that was different,' He thought, before he looked back to the bedroom window for a minute.
The golden figure was still standing there, but again it would seem that Soul could not see it, as the weapon just turned away from the window, before heading for the bedroom door, 'Perhaps she was imaging things,' Soul thought before he left his Meister's bedroom and made his way back into the lounge, while Maka lay sound asleep, and for once was not awoken by that voice calling out her name.
The golden figure walked over to Maka and whispered out her name before it faded away into nothing and left Maka to sleep peacefully for a minute.
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Maka's POV:
I was sleeping peacefully as I lay in my bed as memories of Kid ran through my mind. But my eyes soon opened slowly as I sat up in my bed and looked around my bedroom. The golden figure I saw was now gone, 'Why couldn't Soul see it?' I asked myself as I looked to my bedroom window and sighed slightly.
"I guess it could've just been my mind paying tricks on me," I thought out loud as I rubbed my tired eyes and got out from under the covers, before I sat on the edge of my bed and let my legs dangle over the side. I stretched slightly as I rubbed my slightly aching head.
I blinked and suddenly there it was again, that strange looking golden figure that had scared me earlier. This time it was standing right in front of my face as I gasped and widened my eyes. I opened my mouth to scream again, but the golden figure covered my mouth with its hand before I could make a single sound.
I looked to the golden figure, terrified as my breathing was fast and my heart was pounding hard in my chest, 'What's it going to do to me? What does it want from me? Why is it here?' I asked myself countless questions about the golden figure as it just stood still for a moment, and then I heard it whisper a slight 'Shh..' to me, as it put a finger up to its lips.
I just nodded slightly letting the figure know that I wasn't going to scream again (although I did still feel like screaming). But the golden figure didn't take its hand away from my mouth like I expected it to, as it just stood still and stared at me for a moment. It felt like the figure was staring into my soul, I wanted to scream and run away from this figure, but its hand was stopping me from making a sound, and I was too scared to try and attempt to get away from the figure. I was alone right now. I couldn't call out to Soul. How was I going to fight this strange figure off when I had no weapon to help me?
'Wait, would Soul even see this figure? He didn't earlier,' Maka thought as she tried to calm her breathing down somewhat, but to avail.
Maka sighed slightly 'What do I do?' She asked herself before something started happening to the golden figure that was standing in front of her.
The golden glow of the figure slowly started to fade soon it was completely gone and left in its place was none other than a so-called dead young Reaper.
"Maka, promise me you won't scream if I take my hand away from your mouth," The reaper made Maka promise as the young girl's eyes widened slightly.
Maka just nodded slightly, before the young Reaper took his hand away from Maka's mouth and sighed slightly.
"K-Kid? Is that you?" Maka asked in a hushed tone as she looked to the Reaper.
"Yeah, of course it is," The young Reaper answered with a gentle smile to Maka.
"Kid? Kid!" Maka jumped off her bed and wrapped her arms around the Reaper's neck as she hugged him tightly.
"Whoa, hey," Kid jumped a little as he was surprised by the sudden hug from the other Meister.
"I thought you were dead, that's what Lord Death told us all," Maka stated as she could feel tears welling up in her eyes.
"Well my Father was right, I am dead in a sense," Kid stated as he smiled to Maka.
"But then how are you here? How am I able to hug you like this then?" Maka asked confused.
"Listen Maka, not long after I was able to defeat the Kishin at that small town while I was on my solo mission, I got stabbed in the back with a sharp blade, it caught me off guard. It was one of the villagers that had gone mad who did it. He probably thought I was an intruder and decided to get rid of me before I made the town worse than it already was. I am dead and my body is still in that small town. But Reaper's can live without their body for a little while. Their souls take the form of the body, and it makes everything look and feel so real to people who can see them, that's how it works," Kid explained to Maka.
"So you're kinda like a ghost right now?" Maka asked, seeming to not be so confused now.
"Well yes, but much more life-like," Kid corrected Maka as he chuckled slightly to the young girl.
"I didn't know Reaper's could do something like this," Maka stated as she griped tighter onto Kid's jacket, 'I can touch him, I can feel him, he's here, Reaper's surely are powerful beings,' Maka thought with a slight smile.
"I can't go that long without my body, my soul will disappear into dust if I'm not able to cross-over into the afterlife," Kid stated as he finally hugged Maka back tightly.
"Can your soul go back into your body?" Maka asked remembering something from her lessons on soul's being put back into their bodies that she had, had in school once.
"Yes, but I need your help Maka," Kid answered as he patted Maka on the head.
"Why me?" Maka asked with surprise in her tone.
"Because you're the only one that can see me," Kid replied with a serious tone.
Maka's eyes widened as she remembered how Soul wasn't able to see the golden figure before, 'Is it true? Am I the only one that can see him? No one else can?' Maka asked herself before she shook her head slightly, pushing away her thoughts for a moment.
"Are you sure? What about Liz and Patty" Maka asked.
Kid just shook his head, "I can only reveal myself to the person that can see me in this form, and once I find that person I can't leave their side, if Liz and Patty were able to see me I would be with them right now, instead of you," Kid explained with a slight sigh as he thought of his weapons for a minute.
"But can't more than one person see you?" Maka asked.
"No, I'm still young so my soul isn't strong enough to let more than one person see and hear me while I'm in this form," Kid answered with another shake of his head.
"Even your Dad can't see you?" Maka asked with worried eyes.
Kid just glanced away from Maka and shook his head again, "He may be a Reaper as well, plus he's my Father, but it would seem that not even he can see me. You're the only one I've been able to reveal myself to, you're the only one that heard my voice calling for you," Kid replied.
Maka looked to Kid, surprised for a minute, 'That voice that I kept hearing, the one that would keep calling out my name over and over again, that must have been Kid's voice. No wonder it seemed familiar to me, it was Kid all this time, I wonder why it kept telling me to forget though,' Maka thought as she remembered the voice always calling to her, 'He must have tried to call to everyone, I must have been the only that could actually hear him, it must have been terrible for him to not even be heard by his own Dad,' Maka sighed slightly as she started to feel sorry for the young Reaper that she was still hugging.
"Hey, don't look so downhearted, since you can see and hear me fine, that means that you can help me put my soul back into my body," Kid stated as he noticed Maka's saddened look.
Maka looked back up to Kid as her eyes widened again.
"You can save me," Kid added with a smile as he winked to Maka.
Maka blushed slightly, before she smiled to Kid and snuggled into his chest a little. But something still confused her,
"How come I'm the one that could hear you? How come I'm the one that can see you?" Maka asked, now with a wondering look on her face.
"I'm not sure to be honest, I don't get to choose who's able to see me, and who isn't," Kid replied as he too wondered about this subject.
Maka was slowly starting to get lost in Kid's shining golden eyes, as the Reaper lifted his hand up to Maka's chest.
"Maybe it has something to do with this," Kid whispered as he could feel the fast beat of Maka's heart against his hand.
"Stop that," Maka sighed as she took Kid's hand away from her chest, and turned away from him slightly.
"Sorry," Kid apologized with a slight smile to Maka.
"Kid...Do you think that maybe the reason behind the fact that I'm the only one that can see you, is because we slept together?" Maka asked as a slight blush stained her cheeks.
"Maybe it does," Kid replied with a slight chuckle, and hugged her again.
"Maka? Who are you talking to in there?" The two heard Soul's voice call to his Meister.
Maka froze as she looked to the door and quickly let go of Kid, just before Soul opened the door and looked to Maka, "Umm…I…" Maka paused as she glanced to Kid for a minute.
"He can't hear me or see me remember?" Kid reminded Maka as he looked back to her.
'Oh yeah, that's right,' Maka thought, before she looked back to her weapon, "No one, I was just thinking out-loud as all," Maka lied with a slightly nervous smile.
Soul raised an eyebrow to his Meister, clearly not buying her lie.
'I must have sounded like a mad person. To him I was just talking to myself like I was going insane or something,' Maka thought as she cursed under her breath.
"Okay, if you need anything remember to just call me yeah?" Soul stated although he was still suspicious about Maka.
"Yeah sure," Maka answered with a nod and a more believable smile to Soul.
Soul turned and left his Meister's room, while Maka stayed completely still and held her breath, as she waited until she wasn't able to hear weapon's footsteps anymore, before she sighed in relief that he was gone now.
"Maka? Are you okay?" Kid asked looking concerned for the young girl.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Maka answered with a smile as she looked back to Kid for a minute.
"That's good," Kid smiled back to Maka.
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Maka's POV:
I hugged Kid again as I closed my eyes and smiled when I felt him hug me back, "I really missed you, Kid," I whispered as I snuggled into Kid's chest again.
"I missed you too," Kid replied as he began to gently stroke my tangled up, messy hair.
This was different, I didn't feel trapped or retrained like I normally did when someone hugged me. Instead I felt safe, and protected. Kid's embrace was comforting for me, my mind was at peace and I finally felt like I could relax. I felt like I was being embraced by an angel who had come to save me from my sadness. I didn't feel empty or lost anymore. I felt like I belonged here. In Kid's arms.