*.* you really like me! You really like me! okay, okay I wanna thank my mo-
Rose: Just what the hell are you doing now? and where the hell did you get that microphone from?
Kiddie: I got reviews! I got reviews! How wicked cool is that! I feel like it's already christmas in this god-forsaken city!... except, it's 102 degrees here all week... -.-
Rose: how many did you get?
Kiddie: 6!
Rose: -.- your excited about 6 reviews? *face plam*
Meanwhile, Kiddie's eyes are glittering into the distance as a small blush creeps into her cheeks.
Kiddie: I never knew I would feel so... sooo
Rose: pathetic? stupid? childish? desper-
Kiddie: no!... so, grateful! To think they took that time to write them for me! :D Hmm, by the way, Rose... where's Daisy?
Rose: she's busy trying to get an interview with one of the casts in Soul Eater...
Kiddie: and if they say "no?"
Rose:... what makes you think they'll say no... she's plan A...
Kiddie: I don't want to know, just do me a favor... if you are planning what I think you are, leave me out of it... I don't want to be on "World's Most Wanted" because of you two, again.
Rose: your a great scapegoat for these things. And don't worry about it, the whole mishap with the President was dealt with... now that you mention it, I might need to redo the whole plan for Opera -
Kiddie: On with the story!
Blind-Sighted
Chapter 2
No Such Thing as a Coincidence.
click. clack. click. clack.
The footsteps got louder with every step, sounding more like they were power walking. Hands shot out, pushing the door as the creaking noise echoed all over the room.
"What news do you have for me, Eris?" the voice hidden in shadow questioned, yellow eyes peering out from it's hidden fortress.
"It-It's awaken, my mistress." it's voice wavered a bit, unsure of the reaction the hidden shadow would take it.
Eyes shined brightly from it's lurking spot, her hood covering most of it's face. "I see, make sure to test it out first." an evil smile sent shivers down the messenger's back. "We have to test out it's power first."
"Y-yes, Mis-mistress." it bowed, before it left closing the doors with a loud THUD.
Maka shot up from bed, wincing at the pain her throbbing head was giving her, and her whole body felt soar, and it didn't help that she couldn't see anything. 'What the hell happened to me?' Maka wondered as she comb a hand through her hair. Taking in a few deep breaths, she removed the covers and got off the bed.
Pain shot up from her right ankle and she let out a whimper. She was about to take a step forward, hands in the air for any object when she fell flat on her face, a scream erupted from her lips.
"Maka!" someone shouted as Maka heard a door slam open. Maka tried getting up, her ankle was throbbing even more.
"What the hell are you doing in my house?" Maka shouted, trying to get up to reach for her bat, only when she reached to where her bat was at, she touched... a dog? 'That's funny, I don't have a dog...' Maka was trying to remember when she got a pet dog, the look on her face must of been priceless, because she heard a light chuckle next to her.
Maka gave out a small scream as she turned to where the noise came from, causing more pain to erupt from her ankle. That alone, made her back up into a dresser. 'Are you kidding me?' she winced from the sudden impact her back hand on the dresser. She was about to try to get up, when a noise caught her off guard. Before she had a chance to check, a cup of water landed on top of her.
Maka didn't know if she should laugh or cry at that point.
She was now unable to run, blind, and soaking wet. The person who was the cause of this started laughing at the sight of her. Maka felt like an idiot, she was about to get attacked by some stranger and she didn't have her glasses to at least see the culprit. 'Wait... where are my glasses?' Maka was about to reach to the side of her nightstand to get her glasses when she placed her hand on something warm and soft. She began to move her hand left and right trying to find her glasses, when the stranger's voice sounded closer to Maka now.
"Maka," she realized it was a guy's voice, "I really don't mind this kind of attention, but I think you should take me out to eat before we move this fast." Maka's eyes widened as she realized that the bump she probably grazed wasn't something she wanted to be touching. She pulled her hand away so fast that she was surprised it didn't dislocated from the force. The voice sounded calm, as if Maka wasn't just about to physically rape him.
"Do you remember anything that happened on Thursday night?'
That made Maka freeze.
'On Thursday Night?' the words echoed in Maka's mind, she remembered everything that happened. The beady eyed monster that attacked her, that guy saving her. 'Soul...' Suddenly everything was playing like if she was just watching a movie, clip by clip passed inside her mind. She was running away from the monster when Soul came out, he saved her, and as she was going to walk away heading back to the safety of her home, something shot through her neck causing her to black out. In that very moment, Maka wasn't worried anymore, she knew she wasn't home... clearly, she wasn't home. So that made her not worry anymore... instead...
She. Was. Freaking. Out.
"What the hell am I doing here? Why aren't I home? Who are you?" Maka kept shouting out questions one after another, Soul was surprised she didn't need to take in a breath, "Where am I? How long have I been here? What the hell was that thing that attacked us? How the hell did you kill that... thing!" Her eyes were wide with panic, she was trying to put it all together, and being unable to figure it out was actually getting her irritated. Trying to stand up, another shot of pain went through her. She screamed out as she was about to fall forward, with eyes closed; she waited for impact.
"You can open your eyes now, I got you..." his voice was beginning to sound familiar, but she was still having a hard time figuring out who it belonged to. "And to answer your questions, your here because you fainted before you told me your address, and you didn't have an ID with you, so I brought you here to my place. I believe that answers also the question as to why you aren't home and where are you. As to who I am, well I'm kind of hurt by that." he let out a chuckle, his voice was soft and husky.
"Soul? Soul Evans?" she wanted to sound more sure of it, but it came out as if she was asking a question. She heard him give off a deep chuckle once more as he got closer to her.
"The one and only, babe." He whispered it in her ear, causing Maka to blush when he said that. "And 2 days..."
It took Maka a while to get it... suddenly, her jaw dropped... and she forgot all about her other questions.
'Two... Two... Two Days?'
"What?" Maka shouted, jumping off the bed only to be grabbed once more by Soul, this time he sat her down on his lap
"Stop moving around or I might have to tie you up.." He whispered close to her ear, his voice was sounding mischievous.
Maka didn't know if it was a joke or if he was being serious, but something told her, he wasn't joking. The way he said it sent shivers down Maka's back. She blushed a deeper color, when his warm breath hit her neck, as his face was nuzzling into her neck. Just then she realized, she was able to feel his hand on her thigh, and as she reached her hand down she turn beet red. Her left eye began to twitch as she checked to see if she was mistaken.
Her worst fear was acknowledged, she wasn't wearing her pants... or short, all she had on was a t-shirt, that reached her thighs. It wasn't hers because she was wearing a red tank top that reached her waist on Thursday that was covered by her now shredded sweater.
"Soul?" Maka didn't know how to ask, her face was changing to a darker red by the second as he nuzzled his face into her neck.
"Yeah." He muttered as one of his fingers were making circles inside her right thigh.
Her left eye twitched once more, "WhatamIwearing?" Maka blurted them out so fast that, she wasn't sure Soul heard her right.
"My shirt, yours were all cut up and wet that I needed to change you before you got a cold." His voice never wavered, and his finger still kept doing circles inside her right thigh. She was about to voice her distraught at that sentence, when a cell phone rang, playing an upbeat jazz song. She was on the bed in seconds, a shirt was tossed her way landing on her face.
"Go ahead and change your shirt, before you get sick." he was already walking out the door towards his phone, "That color looks good on you."
Maka didn't have a chance to respond back as she heard him already answering his phone.
"What's up?" Soul's voice echoed through to the room, his voice was sounding distant as he moved further away from Maka's ear-shot. "Yeah." he paused.
Maka was straining her ears trying to hear parts of it.
"Yeah. I got it, I'll see to it tonight. But, about what we talked about..." there was a short pause as Soul let out a small growl. "I don't see why I have to be the one put in charge of her, why can't you find some..." another pause as foot steps were walking farther away from her hearing.
'In charge of who?' Maka absently was tugging at the bottom of the shirt as she waited for Soul to get back to the room.
'He doesn't mean...' Maka was bitting her bottom lip now, 'But why would he?' After 30 minutes passed, Maka let out a frustrated sigh. Slowly she got up, trying to ignore the pain her ankle kept shooting out with every step, reaching for anything that reminded her of her pants, after some careful searching, she sound them on top of a dresser. They didn't feel wet or dirty, so she assumed Soul washed them for her. With care she dressed up, ignoring the pain on her ankle, she opened the door, heard faint talking what seemed the other end of the house. She felt her way around the area, careful not to hit anything to make noise. Slowly but surely, she made her way to her goal. Without even putting on her shoes, she opened the door and walked out. Trying to get a feel of the place without tripping, Maka reached the elevator and felt the numbers. The buttons had a faint braille on them, and Maka was relieved to know that reading all those books about Braille did help her out in the end. She pressed 1, and waited for the doors to close, seconds felt like minutes as she hoped that Soul wouldn't come barging out looking for her.
"I don't need any pity from someone I just met," Maka whispered to herself, "I'm fine on my own."
Soul let out a sigh as he finally finished his conversation, every time he talked to that guy, it was always Soul who ended up being worn out. He went back inside the house, and placed his cell phone on the counter. He eyed the room carefully, for some stranger reason, his front door was opened just a little; he ran towards his room, slamming the door open.
"Fucking shit!" Soul shouted as he noticed the girl he was put to take care of temporary, has disappeared. "Shit." Soul picked up his cell phone, he quickly dialed "8" and waited, after 8 rings, someone answered. "Yo' we got a problem. Maka's gone!"
"You're terrible at choosing girls." the voice on the other line stated in a bored voice. "Why don't you go look for another one of those fickle girls you get, I'm surprised this one left before you kicked her out or was she too much for you?"
Soul's eyes's twitched at that moment, he was debating about tossing the phone out the window, but being on the top floor, Soul thought that wasn't a good idea. "That 'fickle girl' is the one your father put me in charge to take care of. The one with the Grigori Soul, ya' moron!"
Soul heard the other line spit out whatever he was drinking and slight cursing. There was a pause, then the person was talking again. "How the hell did you lose her Soul? Didn't you say she's blind! I already told you I won't be able to get her glasses until a month from now. The damage in her eyes is terrible, those glasses were hand-made to fit her and her only!"
Soul's hand was close to breaking the phone, "Ya' think I don't know that Kidd!" Soul spat out, "I was the one who told you about her eye problem, and I'm also the one who went with you to the eye doctor, you moron, you kept bringing up how the glasses had to be symmetrical!"
Soul didn't hear anything after what seemed like 10 seconds, it wasn't until Kidd let out a sigh and muttered only for Soul to hear. "This isn't good. She's already targeted. Do you know anything about her Soul?"
Soul was about to retort no, but he remembered the day she was absent after the attack.
The class was making such a fuss, it wasn't letting him sleep. He heard someone mention about how shocking it was that the bookworm was absent. Another said something about her probably being caught up in her bookstore to even notice the time and was probably dead already. Most of the students laughed at that, as they started talking about how pathetic she was. Soul had enough of the whole ordeal and stood up, with one leg, he kicked the desk of the guy who was saying Maka was probably already dead. The whole class got quiet as he looked around to the teacher.
He was about to say something when Soul interrupted, "Sorry Tom, guess I sometimes forget not to step on trash." the whole class eyed Soul as he sat back down on his chair, he leaned the chair back and put his feet on the desk. He waved at the teacher to go on with the education, making everyone sit down and forget about Maka for the day.
"Her bookstore..." Soul stated, "Doesn't she have a book store? Where's the background check you ran on her?
Before he got another word out, Kidd was already answering his question. "It seems she has a bookstore her parents gave her, 'Albarn's Bookstore' it's about 8 blocks from your place. But it seems she's probably already lost it."
"What do you mean lost it?" Soul was eyeing the clock carefully, they were already taking 10 minutes into the conversation, who knew where Maka was at.
"It says she was suppose to go sign some papers on her birthday, which was on Friday..." Kidd was quiet once more, which was getting Soul frustrated.
"And?" Soul pressed on, until Kidd came out of his thoughts.
"She was suppose to sign the title of the store, as it would now be passed on to her, her parents wrote down in their will that they wanted her to have it at the age of 16, but she only had a two-window opportunity. After that, if she didn't show up, the store would belong to the city."
Soul didn't let him finish, he was already losing time, "Kidd, where is she suppose to sign those papers?"
Kidd was quiet for a moment as he heard papers rustling, his voice sounded unsure of things, Kidd answered Soul, "It was suppose to be in 'Shibusen Central'... but it says here that a last minute change was made." Kidd's voice trailed off.
Soul was getting irritated, his fingers were tapping on the kitchen counter, as he kept eyeing the clock. The ticking sounds were only showing him how much time he was wasting as he waited for Kidd to finish. "It's moved to where now, Kidd?" He didn't mean to sound pissed, but he was losing time.
Kidd cleared his throat, trying to find a way to not make the problem worse. "Soul," He paused for a moment, as if he was giving Soul time to process things, "the place to meet is in Death's Harbor, supposably one of the registers is going to be there, and told her to meet him there instead. It doesn't have a name of the representative, and only shows the time and date. So I'm guessing, she's going there to try and find him. But that place, it's been closed off for a while now."
In that instant, Soul closed his phone, reached for his jacket, and ran out the door. Keys jingled as he went down to his motorcycle, bringing it to life, he drove towards where Maka was at. Hoping he wasn't too late.
Maka let out a sigh of relief, when she entered her house. She was grateful that she never moved the extra key from under the potted plant. She moved carefully, she was never so relieved to be in her own home, away from the prying eyes of everyone. She almost got run over twice, her feet ached from walking barefoot, and when she asked where she was at, their voices were questioning her motives. 'It's not like I have 3 heads' Maka thought bitterly, 'I just can't see at the moment. You would think they would be more willingly to help those who need it...'
She walked up the stairs each step was more cautious than the one before it, she already forgot about her screaming ankle as she reached her room. Her hands slowly maneuvered around the area, until she turned on the lights. Maka was grateful for the sunlight and the extra light in her room.
She wasn't completely blind as when it was dark. During the day, she was able to see colors and blurry shapes thanks to the light helping her see a little bit. But when it was dark outside, or anywhere else she was, literally, blind as a bat. Relying only on her hearing senses, and walking like a mummy with her hands stretch out, she yearned for her glasses so badly. She reached out for her nightstand. Glad that she was able to remember where everything was at. She could of sworn she had an extra pair of glasses, and reached into the drawer to grab them. 'Ah-ha!' Maka wanted to jump with joy, 'found you!'
She was able to put them on, only to scream in anger. They were broken! 'Of all the good things...' Maka couldn't believe her luck. One of the lenses was missing, and the other one was shattered completely, she felt the frame was crooked, that if she had a third eye it wouldn't have a problem seeing right now. She let out a sigh, remembering the cause for them, 'Damn idiots in school.' She bit her bottom lip, trying to hold back her disappointment. She was about to slump to the ground and cry, when she heard her house phone ring. She didn't bother picking it up, until the answering machine answered it for her.
"Hey, you reached the Kim, Spirit, and my sweet little Maka's home. Sorry we're not here, but leave a message and we'll call you back" Her father's voice sounded humorous at that moment, "but, if it's a guy, calling for my little girl, then it'd be best to hang up, before I break your- BEEP" the answering machine cut her father's voice off.
Maka let out a small laugh, when she remembered that day clearly. Her parents surprised her with it, for when her papa was working late, Maka was able to hear his voice. She was excited when she saw him recording it. But when he started going crazy with it, Maka's mom had to pry him away from the thing before he broke it. She never laughed that much before, and it was one of her best memories, until...
Maka wiped a tear away from her eye, she didn't cry when they left her, she wasn't going to cry now. She wanted to fight on, show them that she was stronger than she was before, and knew that they would be proud. With a smile on her face, she closed her eyes, letting out a small breath. She was about to go into another memory when the message caught her attention.
"I'll still be in Death's Harbor if you need me, Ms. Albarn" the representative for the registration was on the line, and Maka shot up so fast, that the sudden pain made her wince, as she ran towards the phone.
"Hello, this is Maka Albarn!" Maka was out of breath, it wasn't that far of a run, but with her ankle now throbbing an intense pain, almost tripping down the stairs, and then hitting her knee onto the hallway table, she was pretty much trying to hold onto the tears in her eyes now.
"Ah, Ms. Albarn" the representative sounded relieved when she answered, "I was beginning to worry you didn't want the bookstore anymore"
Maka was balancing herself on her left foot, letting her right foot hang in the air, to let it relax a little. "No, no, I haven't forgotten, Mr..."
"Justin Laws." the voice answered her, he sounded as if he was smiling at her. "Do you still want to meet me in Death's Harbor, Ms. Albarn? I still have business to attend there and I'll be there for 30 more minutes."
Maka let out a sigh of relief, she was hoping she still had time, "Yes" she answered back, "I'll be there shortly then. I only need my ID and the documents needed right?"
"Yes Ms. Albarn"
Maka was beginning to feel old, she was never used to being called "Ms. Albarn" by anyone, she pictured herself with granny glasses, a bun on her hair, and knitting in a corner, while sitting on a rocking chair... not that she didn't knit right now. Or at least tried to, she was mesmerized by the way her mom was able to make blankets or scarfs with just two sticks. Her last attempt at knitting ended miserably with her sad excuse of a blanket coming out in a deformed square, 'It was suppose to be a scarf' Maka thought as she bit her bottom lip.
"Ms. Albarn, are you there?"
Maka jumped back to reality, wincing as she landed back onto her right foot. "Yes, I'm here." she was trying to hold back the scream, "I'm sorry, I'll be there shortly with all the documents I need."
"There's no need for any of that, just bring your ID and that would be it. I already have all the information I need on my end."
She quickly agreed, hanging up the phone and walked back up. She was having a harder time now with her ankle killing her even more. She reached the restroom and looked for the medicine cabinet. She only had one bottle of pills there, and it was to relieve the pain. She took two Tylenol pills and grabbed a roll of gauze to wrap around her ankle. She walked carefully to her room, stretching out her hands and as she tried to look for a shirt to change into instead of wearing Soul's.
She felt guilty for leaving without telling him, but she didn't need him to know everything about her. She was already embarrassed with how much physical attention he gave her. And she couldn't face him knowing that he probably changed her. Maka suddenly wanted to punch something. How dare he change her, even if she was soaking wet and in tattered clothes. She never had anyone other than her mom and dad change her, and that was only when she was an infant! Maka was starting to feel nauseous.
'Oh gawd, he probably peaked.' Maka mentally wanted to slap herself. 'Of course he peaked, you moron. How could he not? Though there's not much to look at...' Maka frowned at that thought. She wasn't one to have a low self-esteem, but she didn't consider herself gorgeous either. She was short, standing at 5'1, she had long legs that were toned because of her morning runs. She was also skinny, but it was mostly to her usually forgetting to eat when she was so caught up with a book. She had a small waist, and was usually having to buy jeans in the kid section from time to time, her breast were at 32 C, though with all the sweaters she wore, people called her flat chested. 'Sorry for not parading around in a bra...' Maka thought bitterly. Her ash brown hair was straight, only to curl at the bottom where it reached her waist. Her mom was always telling her how she needed to brush it more often, but Maka wasn't really into looks or fashion for the most part.
She grabbed hold of a shirt, not even know what style it was or the color of it, she quickly changed from Soul's t-shirt. she hated how she felt like if she just took off the comfort of one of her sweaters at that moment. She mentally slapped herself at the idea, and went quickly to grab her shoes. She slipped into some flats, she assumed were black, combed her hair, and was busy trying to make it into a pony tail, but failed miserably. With a defeated sigh, she grabbed a clip and pulled the top of her hair to the back, leaving only her bangs covering her face. For a moment, she hoped she wasn't wearing something that wasn't appropriate for her meeting, but shrugged the thought off.
She reached out for one of the many hoodies she had, and put it on. She knew the one she got by heart. It was a black hoodie, with the zipper going at a diagonal line from the bottom of the left side to the top, reaching a little bit above her chest. It's pockets were hidden on the side, held by some studded buttons that clipped together. On the side of the arms were "X's" as it reached the bottom of her wrist, they were tied together by a ribbon. Maka loved this sweater. She made it with her mom for the Halloween Party her school was going to have. They didn't want people to wear costumes, so Maka decided to make a sweater to wear instead, she was interested in sewing after a book she read. It came out pretty cool, she thought. With the white lace standing out from the jet black sweater. Even her Mama wanted one like Maka's.
Maka smiled at the memory of her mother's poor attempt at sewing. When they were both done with their project, Maka's looked wonderful, while her Mama's wasn't even remotely called a sweater. 'Papa called it a very stylish rag' She had to laugh when she remembered her mother going mad when her papa said that. Earning him a good smack on the head with a frying pan.
She went to grab her ID and slipped it inside her back pant pocket, she then grabbed some money from her drawer and walked out. The pain medication worked a little bit, and she was relieved that she was able to forget about the pain once again, as she tried to walk towards Death's Harbor. She knew the area pretty well, now that she was at her home, slowly she began her way towards her destination.
Maka had a bad feeling as she peered up at the gray shades she assumed were warehouses. She kept calling out for Mr. Laws, but was getting nothing. She thought he already left and let out a disappointed sigh. She was about to turn back home, when she heard someone call out for her. Before she was able to turn around, something hard hit her on her stomach, tossing her across the walk way. She hit, what she assumed was a wall from one of the warehouses, as she collapsed to the floor.
"Maka? Maka Albarn right?" the voice questioned. "You have it, right? You have a Grigori Soul..."
Maka let out a groan as she got up, she knew that she was going to get a nasty bruise, or some cracked ribs. It wasn't the first time Maka's fought, there were countless times she's had to fend for herself in school... only, then she had her glasses, at least. "I don't know what nonsense your talking about!" Maka yelled, she was beginning to get pissed off, she was beginning to wonder if she had an arrow pointing to her above her head with the words 'EASY TARGET' in neon letters.
The voice scoffed at her, sounding irritated. "Don't act dumb, you have a Grigori Soul... and for that" Maka heard it lick it's lips, "You're gonna get killed."
Maka didn't have time to think as something grabbed her by the leg and tossed her to the other side, this time, she landed on some crates. "Fucking shit!" She screamed out, as she tried to get out, her ankle was no longer throbbing, it was screaming out in pain. She was barely able to move, when she heard the stranger speak again.
"Now, answer me honestly, Ms. Albarn" That voice, Maka knew that voice, it was the representative from the Shibusen Central, Justin Laws. "Did you honestly think that this was a safe place to do some paper work?" he let out a chocking laugh as he took some steps towards Maka.
"I don't understand." Maka shouted at him, she was determined to at least know why he was attacking her before she died, "Why are you after me? Why are you trying to kill me? I don't have any mone-" something hit her hard on her stomach again, causing her to gasp for air as the taste of blood was on her lips.
"Your annoying me," Mr. Laws stated, "If you must know, your soul is very valuable. It's a Grigori Soul... a rare kind of soul that is hunted down by those who want power."
Maka couldn't hold back her laugh, sure she was probably going to die by this guy's hands, but she should at least get some laughs out of some of the things he was saying.
"You mean, you're after my soul?" She was clutching her stomach now, it was hurting as she laughed. "Are you some kind of idiot?" Maka stood up now, determined to at least distract him from killing her. She could try making a run for it, even if it was risking her chances of living, but it was a chance she was willing to take. 'Though, provoking him isn't exactly what I wanted to do...' Maka hoped that this was going to work. If not, she wasn't going down without a fight.
Laws' voice sounded pissed, "You shouldn't be provoking the one who's planning on killing you."
Suddenly, Maka was tossed into the air once more, she landed on the ground, as she cried out in pain, rolling to a stop. She didn't hesitate to stay still. She needed a plan and she was already half way of forming one. She didn't know the layout of Death's Harbor, but she had a good sense about it. "And what if I am?" Maka spat out. "Your saying nothing but bullshit, there's no such thing as a Grigori soul, there's only one type of soul, and that's it."
She heard the guy laugh, as she felt something hard once again hit her, this time on the ribs. She rolled on the floor as she screamed in pain once more.
"So you know nothing of yourself!" He was already laughing hysterically, "You mean to tell me that you're just a walking target! If there's no such thing as different souls, then tell me why I'm able to attack you with my soul's wavelength?" He paused, clutching his stomach as he laughed at her. He was about to say something else, when he saw her make a run for it. "Fool!" He spat out.
Maka didn't hesitate to let him finish, hearing him laugh was the perfect moment for her to escape. And escape she did. She ran, she had no clue where she was running to, but she was running. She started hearing the water splash and knew she was close to the piers. She leaned on a wall, debating about jumping into the water and swimming, but with the winter air and being blind, the thought escaped her. She was about to move on, when she pressed her hand on what she thought was the wall, only to fall through the door. She didn't know where she was at, but she hid herself from any windows. She strained her ears, ignoring the pain from the left side of her ribs and her ankle. She was trying to calm down her breathing, as she started hearing footsteps getting closer, Maka's heartbeat was loud, her hands were shaking, when she heard the footsteps stop right in front of the building she was in. She was about to prepare a plan to attack him, forming fists as she bit the inside of her mouth to ignore the pain her body sent her, when his footsteps started to move away.
She let go of her breath, her mind was screaming for help, she wanted to get out, but had no clue how the hell to do it. She was only able to make out colors and blurry shapes thanks to the sun, and with the fog clinging to her, it wasn't giving her that much of a chance. Slowly getting up, she was about to feel her way through the warehouse, when she bumped into something cold and slimy.
Maka's skinned crawled, she was hearing some thing breath in heavily in her face, the smell of rotting flesh was pouring out of it's breath. She felt something wet touch her arm, wrapping itself around it. She wanted to scream, but terror froze her. 'Just what the hell is this thing?' Maka was about to scream out, when it grabbed her by her hair, pulling her up in the air. She winced at the pain her scalp was receiving and felt the wet object snake out of her arm, and slither around her face. She wanted to gag, as she felt the the tip of, what she thought was the tongue, having two long points, reminding her of a snake. It was about to growl when Maka peeled back her leg. Kicking it right in the face. The thing screamed out in pain and dropped Maka. She didn't hesitate for a minute, and dashed out the room, praying she was running towards the exit.
Fate was on her side at the moment, at least for now. She was able to escape the crazy guy named Justin Laws, only to run into a snake like monster, insticts kicked in as she kicked the damn thing and ran. Where was she running to now? She had to clue, she just knew she needed to escape. She was dashing through the area when something grabbed her neck, chocking her, she was being dragged backwards, as she kicked and trashed trying to get out. The slimy tongue slipped away from her neck as she heard Justin talk again.
"Let me introduce you to another different type of soul." Justin sounded enthusiastic, as if Maka asked him about his favorite hobbies, "This is started off as a human, selling his soul to a Witch and slowly started losing his body and senses to power. His body couldn't handle his soul anymore, so it had to be changed, after a few spells, in front of you is the remnants of the human's soul
Maka coughed, trying to get her breathing back to normal, she felt Laws' hand grab her collar, hoisting her up. Feeling something strong hit the side of her head, she fell side ways, her cheek scraped the floor, she felt blood dripping from the side of her face. She didn't bother getting up, her ankle was killing her already and she couldn't even see the bastard to fight him off. 'This is it?' she thought bitterly, 'This is how I'm going to die? I'm not even fighting back dammit!' Tears started falling from her eyes. 'C'mon Maka! Get up, at least try to hit him... get up!' Maka didn't try moving, her body was aching, even though her mind screamed at her to fight. Maka closed her eyes, trying to scream at her mind to shut up, she felt herself being picked up, Laws had her by the neck now, and she was having a hard time breathing, he was squeezing her neck now.
"Your soul is mine, Maka" He sounded amused, as he said her name.
Maka was about to give up, but her mind kept screaming at her, and for some reason, the way he said her name pissed her off. "You'll have to kill me first!" She screamed, as she spit in his face and kicked him hard on the chest.
Laws let go of her, gasping for air at the sudden attack. Maka fell, landing on her feet, she didn't run away anymore, she knew she was going to die. No one else knew where she was at, no one else was here in the harbor with them. She was alone... and she realized that the moment he attacked her.
Still, she wasn't going down without a fight, that much was certain now.
Suddenly, Maka had to squint her eyes, for some reason, she was seeing a red blurry shape move towards her. She didn't want to wait to figure out what it was, she went at it. She punched left and right, feeling Laws trying to block. Maka didn't stop throwing punches, she kept moving, for some reason, she knew where he was blocking. She felt Laws try to aim for a kick, and Maka blocked him. Skidding backwards, she had her arms crossed over in front of her. She knew when he was running towards her, and she got ready. Maka jumped, using her leg, she kicked him hard with her left foot. She ignored the pain of her ankle when she landed, she wasn't willing to back down. She was going to fight until she died. 'There's no way I'm giving up so easily!' Maka bit her lip from the pain, her ankle was going to give out soon, so she had to make sure to cause some damage to him at least.
"Don't assume I'm weak, you bastard!" Maka shouted, she wiped the blood from her lip as she fisted her hands.
She didn't wait, she ran towards him, she was at his side in a second, elbowing him on the neck, Maka then kneed him in the gut. She knew she had him, when he coughed up blood. She smelled the blood, not just hers, but his as well. She heard him fall, saw him fall, and was about to kick him in the face, when something was about to grab at her. She crouched, and then threw her arm up, punching the monster in the chin. She heard it howl in pain. Suddenly, she saw a red massive orb run towards her, she felt the monster's growl vibrate the floors, she was about to run towards it, when something white dashed in front of her. She saw them fighting, and before she knew it, she was running the opposite direction. 'I need to escape from here, I can't handle more of those things.'
Maka felt like a coward, she was running away from a fight, 'If Mama found out, she would drag me back into it' Maka thought humorlessly.
'Maka, never start a fight, but if you are in one,' Maka's mother looked serious, but her voice made it sound like a joke, as Maka peered up at her mother.'You better, damn well, finish it!' Her mother's green eyes shined with youth, and she had a smile on her face, revealing her dimples. 'Do you understand, darling?' Maka was only able to nod, she didn't want to disappoint her Mama, so she kept her mouth shut.
'Tch' Maka thought, as she leaned her back towards a wall, 'where the hell is the exit.' She was breathing hard, the pain was too much and she was beginning to feel dizzy. She was about to slump to the floor, when something pinned her to the wall. It felts like shackles and they came out of nowhere from the wall. She tried getting out, but stopped when someone punched her in the stomach.
"Like I said" he was too close for her comfort, "your soul is mine..." with those last words, Maka was hit once again, forcing her to go into darkness.
Soul was pissed, not only did he have to deal with Kidd's bad directions, but now he was even more late thanks to him.
'Soul, it's of utter importance' Kidd paused, making Soul gulp waiting for his friend to finish.
'Yea Kidd, what is it?' Soul wasn't sure he wanted to hear it, but he leaned closer to the phone, putting his leg out to balance his motorcycle.
'Make sure, to drive in the middle, I will not have you messing up my symmetrical map!' he heard Kidd's voice sounding far away, he was caught up in his own world again.
Soul fell off his motorcycle, he practically snapped the damn phone in half. Kidd was making him drive in circles all because he wanted to find symmetrical streets!
He finally arrived, what was going to be just a 5 minute drive, turned into a 45 minute drive thanks to Kidd's bad directions. He got off his bike, feeling the power surge was slight, but it was roaming through out the area, he placed his hands inside his pocket as he started walking inside the harbor. Hoping he wasn't too late to save Maka.
Soul was surprised he wasn't lost, the abandoned, dull grey warehouses were so close together that he felt as if he was inside a maze. It didn't help that they shadowed the harbor, giving it a eerie vibe. They creaked with every splash of water as the wind shuffled some dust and rags inside them. Each one had numbers on them stenciled in, all fading and some were even peeling off. The doors to some of the warehouses were chained together to prevent thieves and hooligans to enter inside. Soul was still looking around he was about to turn to his left when something in his right peripheral vision caught his eye.
One of the warehouses was destroyed, as if something big had wrecked it, he heard the water splash on walls. He went to investigate when he saw blood a few feet away from it. Now he was worried.
He started running, the power surge was back up, and he knew where Maka was. He made a sharp turn just in time to see her barely standing up, she was in a fighting pose, her ankle was even worse shape than before, and a huge beastly monster was running at her. 'What the fuck is she thinking!' Soul screamed inside his mind. He ran towards the monster, stretching out his right hand, his scythe appeared before him. He jumped over her and attacked the monster in one swift movement.
It had black eyes that almost popped out of it's long head. It had a body like a snake, but instead of rough skin, it was slimy, giving off a foul stench. It's teeth went over it's bottom ones, saliva dripping down in clunks. It clutched in face as blood squirted from it's new wound, hissing in pain.
Soul cursed as he saw Maka's eyes widen in fear, before he had time to react, she was already running off. He was about to go after her, when the monster's hand swiped at him. He jumped out of the way, bringing his scythe towards it's head.
With one swift move, the monster was beheaded, blood pooled from it's severed head as the other part rolled to the side. Suddenly, it burst out blood splattering the area lightly as a red orb was standing were the monster was at, Soul was able to move out of the way before he got blood on his clothes. Soul reached out grabbing the red orb, swallowing it, before he went after Maka.
'Dammit, I didn't come here just to see you run off!' Soul was already running towards the direction where Maka ran off to, when something tossed him into the air. He was able to land back to his feet using his scythe. It stabbed the wall as he stood on the the handle.
He saw what he was looking for, with a smirk on his face, he jumped off the scythe, grabbing the handle and pulling it out like a knife on butter. Landing on his feet he made the scythe disappear, Soul started whistling as he walked towards them, interrupting the scene before him.
He tried to keep his cool when he saw Maka, but it was hard. She was bleeding on the right side of her face, a wound showed from the tip of the hair line, she had scrapes all over her body including her left cheek, her ankle looked broken now, and it looked like she was having trouble breathing. He knew she was probably covered with bruises, but what was practically sending him over the edge was the fact that she was pinned to the wall with what looked like guillotine shackles, to the wall. Her head was slumped down, and she wasn't moving the only sign that she was alive was her light breathing.
Soul turned to the one responsible, he had blue eyes shined with madness, his short cropped blonde hair was covered with some blood. He had a marks of a bruise forming on his left cheek and neck, and his lip looked busted. He had some headphones around his neck, as music was blaring out from it. His blue shirt was ripped in some parts, and his pants looked dirty around the knee. Soul could of sworn he looked like he got his ass kicked a while back.
"Are you hear for it's soul as well" his voice held no difference as he looked at Soul with caution. "I assumed you were hear to help her, my apologies for the sudden attack, but..."
Soul shrugged, afraid if he said anything, he would give himself off. He wanted to kill the guy for the way he talked about Maka. "You could say that." His signature smirk was on his face already, with a blink of an eye, Soul was already at the guys side. His scythe appeared out of thin air, it's tip wrapping around the middle of the guy's body, Soul didn't blink as he swiped it in one quick motion.
'Tch' Soul missed, and that pissed him off 'Lucky bastard.'
The blond hair man was a couple feet away from Maka, and Soul took the opportunity to cut off the shackles with his scythe. She fell to the floor, groaning in pain as she was starting to come through. Her ash brown hair had some dried up blood on the back, and Soul's anger flared. He spun his scythe to the wretched man. "Guess you're not man enough to have killed her off quickly, huh?" Soul eyed the man, his smirk back on, he was provoking the bastard, and wanted him to take the bait.
It worked. The blond's eyes glared at him, his blue eyes darkening with anger, suddenly there was two silver blades on either side of the guy's hand. "Don't kid your self, you son of a bitch!" He was grabbing the blades really hard, his knuckles going white. "I was enjoying myself before you got here. I didn't even have time to sentence her to her death."
'The fuck?' Soul didn't have enough time to think as the guy went after him, he was busy trying to block his blows, when he saw the opportunity rise. He crouched out of the way, throwing a quick punch towards the guys face, he stumbled and Soul was able to swipe his scythe at him. Soul gave the guy a deep wound, he knew that for sure, from the blood that was oozing out as the guy clutched his chest. Soul was aiming to cut him in half, but the quick bastard was able to escape in time.
"I see," he stood up, his blades disappeared as he stared at Soul, "Your a Death Scythe..." he eyed Soul carefully, then he looked at Maka, there was a crazy smile on his face.
"Heh, what's it to ya' you'll be dead soon." Soul went after him, but the guy shot out one his blades towards Maka's direction and one towards Soul. He jumped out of the way, missing the one directed for him, and ran quickly towards the one aimed at Maka, relieved he was able to block it in time.
Soul silently cursed. The coward disappeared! He sighed when he was about to pick up Maka, when out of nowhere, a punch went straight at him. He was able to move out of the way, but another one was coming after it.
One after another he avoided each block, he had to admit, she had a pretty good swing.
"Maka!" he shouted, trying to get through to her, "it's just me!" he was finally at her side, embracing as he whispered soothing words into her ear.
"Your safe," she was already crying, "It's okay, I'm right here. Your fine" Soul felt her clutching at his shirt, crying out his name as she sobbed.
"I couldn't..." she chocked out, "I couldn't do anything." another sob erupted from her lips. "I couldn't fight him, Soul... I was going to die!"
Soul waited till she was done crying when he picked her up. He quickly dialed the number he was looking forward, a female voice answered him back. "Soul?"
It was rare when he dialed her, but he needed her now, "Tsubaki, I need your help. Meet me back at my place. And..." He was hesitant at first, but he knew he would need it. "Bring your medical supplies..." Soul was nearing the exit, but he needed to lay Maka down again. Her wounds seemed pretty deep.
Tsubaki quickly agreed as the phone line was disconnected. Soul tried to move Maka once more, but she was still clutching at him tightly. He let out a sigh as he grabbed his phone and dialed another number.
"It's Kidd"
"Kidd, I need your help." Soul was trying to grab the poor girl without hurting her more, "I found Maka, but I can't take her with me on my bike." there wasn't even a moments pause when Kidd spoke.
"Understood, we'll be on our way, turn on your GPS so we can find you."
"There's no need for that, I'm close to the entrance of the Harbor, you'll spot me fast." with that, Soul hung up his phone, he leaned his back towards the wall, as he let Maka cry, letting only his embrace calm her down.
Unaware to both of them that someone was watching them from a distance.
"Maka, it's very important that you don't say those things out loud." a red haired man whispered to her, his aqua eyes were filled with concern.
"But Papa!" Maka cried, she was clutching her doll for dear life, "I'm not lying! I did see it! It was surrounding that man! He had a big red circle all around him. It looked mean, and he wanted to hurt some people, Papa!"
Her father only let out a sigh as he patted Maka on top of her head, "Maka, angel, you need to understand me, it's for your own good." He almost took back his words at the sight of his daughter's desperate attempt to describe what she saw. "You can't say those things. It's not safe for you. Promise me you won't say anything about Scythes and Souls..."
Maka didn't understand, but her father's eyes begged her to agree, "Yes, Papa... I understand." Maka wiped her tears from her eyes, her other hand clutched her doll tightly. "But, he looked... evil." Maka whispered to herself.
Maka's eyes were heavy when she tried to open them. Her head pounded at her with every movement, and she was having some trouble breathing. When she tried getting up, her body screamed out in protest. She let out a groan, and opened her eyes, she regretted that as soon as she did.
"My head's killing me!" Maka grabbed onto her head, feeling some bandages wrapped around her right side of her face. "Augh, I'm not liking this tradition of waking up injured." she muttered the last past while squinting her eyes.
Someone chuckled and a hand reached out to mover her hair from her eyes. Maka knew that chuckle, even though it pained her to say it, she knew who it belonged to. "Soul?"
"Your awake, that's good. I don't suggest you move around." He sounded relieved, as he placed his hand on top of hers, "You got some pretty good damage done to you. Though, Tsubaki did help heal most of them for you already."
Maka was suddenly aware of why she felt as if a eighteen wheeler ran her over multiple times. "Justin... his name was Justin Laws." Maka's eyes widened at the realization of it all. "He, he wanted my... my..." She wasn't able to finish that sentence, her words choked at her throat.
"it's okay... your okay now." Soul was holding her hand now, while she tried desperately to hold back her tears. "Everything's fine."
She drifted back to sleep while Soul held onto her hand.
Soul let out a sigh as he closed the door to his room again. 'If this keeps going, I might just have to start calling the living room my room.' He flopped himself onto the sofa and turned on the T.V. He wasn't paying attention to the screen, he was still reeling in all the information from when he got back with Maka.
True to Soul's word, Kidd was able to find them close to the entrance. They slowly moved their way to Kidd's car as Soul gave Lizz his keys to his motorcycle. They drove in silence, Maka fell asleep crying, still clutching his shirt tightly. When they reached Soul's apartment, Tsubaki was waiting for them. Her light violet eyes were showing concern, as she had a bag full of medical supplies.
No one said a word until Maka was looked after. Everyone wasn't sure what really happened, but Soul had a good guess.
"Her right ankle is fractured now, I bandaged up the wound in her head, and she seems to have just one broken bone, no internal bleeding either." Tsubaki said, breaking the silence, "Kim gave me a potion that helps heal injuries faster, so her wounds should heal within 2 days, as for the bones, their going to take up to 4 days, but she needs rest."
Soul let out a sigh of relief, she looked like she put up a good fight, and he wasn't too happy about her fighting instead or running away.
"Soul?"
Soul turned towards Kidd now, his voice sounded calmed, "What's up?"
"I talked to my father before we arrived over here," Kidd had to pause to find the right words, "He wants you to take Maka over there, so he could make sure she's safe."
Soul eyed Kidd carefully, wondering what was making him uneasy. Kidd's golden eyes were filled with concern as he kept combing his black hair. The three white stripes on his right side never seemed to go out of place. For someone that was soon to be Death, himself, he really didn't look the part. His red shirt was ironed and pressed to a T, there was not one wrinkle in it, his jeans were the same. He had everything in perfect symmetry, Soul never knew why he was so obsessed with it, but when they found out the hard way once what it meant to break something of 'Perfect Symmetry' in Kidd's eyes, it was actually a game of roulette with him. He would either hit depression for days or send you to the hospital. Which the latter usually went more for their blue haired friend who never learned.
Soul froze, his eyes wide with shock, but then he went back to his stoic demeanor. "And how do you recall I tell her that?" Soul spat out.
"You mean..." this time is was Lizz who spoke. "She doesn't know anything yet?"
Her blue eyes were looking as Soul with caution, she had her blonde hair loose, cascading down her shoulders. Her long nails were manicured and painted to match the color she was wearing. Black long sleeve shirt with a red scarf was hanging from her neck.
Everyone's attention was now on him, and Soul only shrugged, "Haven't found the right time to tell her, ya' know." his eyes showed no emotion as he continued on, "I mean, I can't just tell her, 'oh, hey, Maka! Just to let you know, you have a really strong soul, that is born every couple of hundred years, and yeah... anyone who wants true power will be after it. I suggest you stick with me. I'm a Death Scythe, you know, the ones that DON'T exist.' " Soul waited for someone to bring up another way to tell Maka, but when no one said anything he spat out the last part. "Yeah, didn't think you guys would have a better way." he laid his head on his hands.
Tsubaki peered out from her tea she was holding, "Maybe, if you try to explain who you are first, she might be able to understand."
Her dark violet eyes always remind Soul of midnight skies, he never knew if they were either dark blue or dark purple, but he never bothered to ask her that. She was brushing her bangs out of her forehead, trying to tie them up with her long black hair that was in two braids. She was wearing a light blue turtle neck that Soul couldn't stop staring at the light blood smears she had on them.
They were from Maka, but Tsubaki kept insisting that Maka's wounds weren't that bad.
Kidd was the one to interject now, "Still, without her being able to see, it's a huge problem for us." He then looked at Soul, "and we can't keep her here against her will, not without her knowing the dangers her soul can lure out." he ran his fingers through his black hair, ruffling up the three white stripes on his right side.
"Tch, well.." Soul was putting his hands behind his head as he leaned his head back on the sofa. He wasn't really one to think of a plan, he usually just went forward and went with the flow. "We don't have a choice, if we leave her alone, who knows what might attack her. At least when she's able to see, she can fight it off." He smiled at the memory of Maka trying to punch the living day lights out of him TWICE. "She can fight, that much I can tell you. The guy I fought had some pretty serious bruises and even a busted lip. My guess... Maka didn't go down without a fight."
Everyone just stood in silence, no one knew what to say or do in this situation.
"Soul, just make sure you take her to my father's as soon as possible. We need to find a plan to be able to keep her, and her soul safe". With those last words, Kidd said his good-byes as he left with Lizz.
Tsubaki handed Soul another cup of tea, as she began putting her supplies back into her bag. "Soul," she slowly stated, "do you even intend to tell Maka anything about yourself?"
Soul was caught off guard, he didn't know how to answer, as he saw Tsubaki give him a small smile and bid him goodbye. Leaving him alone to deal with his thoughts.
'How the hell did I get into this?' Soul turned off the T.V, he knew he wasn't going to even bother watching it. And he preferred the silence instead, the ticking of the clock would lulled him to sleep, while his dog laid down next to him.
Soul reached down to pet his dog, Bone's head. The golden retriever wagged his tail, enjoying the attention his master was giving him. Soul slowly drifted to sleep, trying to wonder how he was going to tell Maka everything, without causing her to go over the edge.
Maka's eyes twitched, she was usually a morning person but with everything she's gone through, she just wanted to sleep. She wanted desperately to pull the covers back over her head, but she was woken up by a huge dog startling her. And that's what caused her to freak out.
'Did I feed Blair before I left' Maka was practically ripping her hair off, it was one thing after another while her mind went on turbo mode. 'What about the store? Did I lose the deed to it? I should call them' She wasn't getting anything just laying down in bed, but every time she tried to leave, the dog would start barking causing Soul to enter threatening her every time she was on her feet.
"Move one more time, and I'm tying you to the bed!"
Maka didn't want to see if that was a joke or he was serious on it, so she let out another sigh as she laid in bed. She hated doing nothing, her mind was always on over-drive when she did nothing. She already realized she's missed 2 days of school since her birthday, and she wasn't enjoying that at all. Each time she asked Soul to bring her the assignments she needed, he just shrugged and mention how she couldn't even see so there would be no point.
Maka wasn't sure if Soul was here or not, and she didn't hear the dog's panting. She removed the covers and got up, what she didn't expect was the outcome.
She let out a scream, her face inches from meeting the floor. She reached out her hands and grabbed onto the drawer that she never knew was there. With much care, Maka strained her ears, she didn't hear anything on the other side. She felt like an idiot hopping on one foot, but Soul did threaten her last time she tried standing on it, that he wouldn't be asking for any assignments for her if she kept it up.
Maka felt her way around the room, the door was cracked open, letting her grab onto it with care. She hopped to where she last remembered the restroom. She had to pass the living room, and stopped when she heard Soul's voice.
"I got it, I got it." Maka thought he sounded mad, "I'll try to take Maka over there to meet Death, but how am I going to explain that to her?"
'Death... he doesn't mean...' Suddenly Maka was feeling uneasy.
"No, you idiot, I'm talking about her soul! She's already been targeted twice by corrupted souls." He was sounding closer now. "I know who I am, but I can't leave her alone, Death Scythe or not... your father put her in my care."
Maka was having a hard time trying to understand what he was saying. 'Death Scythe? My soul?' She was about to hop back into her room, when she heard the dog bark. "Shit. No, no, no... shhhh" she was having a really bad failed attempt at quieting the mongrel.
"Maka?" Soul was behind her now, his arms slithered around her waist as his breath hit her neck. "What are you doing out of bed? And hopping like a moron no less..."
That was the last straw, not only was Soul hiding so many secrets, she's also been attacked twice now, missed her chance at perfect attendance (and she never missed a day of school... ever), and now she was practically getting sexually harassed by a guy she didn't even know too well. 'Okay Maka, don't lie...' she was having a hard time thinking calmly now, 'he's saved you twice already, and you just found out he's a Death Scythe... yeah. That's easy to take in.'
She didn't bother asking, she elbowed him fast in the gut, hearing his groan as she turned, throwing a punch both left and right, she had enough. And she was going to end up letting it out, even if it meant beating the guy who saved her up. 'I never needed a guy to save me, I don't need one now!' her mind shouted. She felt him block each punch, with each move she tried to be light on her right ankle. Maka threw a right hook, only to miss and find Soul behind her, his breathing sounded heavy as he grabbed her arms, crossing them together in an embrace.
"Don't joke with me!" Maka shouted, she head butted him, causing him to let go, she turned towards him, aiming a kick at his side, she kicked with much force only to meet pure pain from her foot. She fell to the floor, grabbing hold of her right ankle.
"You got skills, but you still need to learn a bit more." Soul stated.
'Was that what it was to you?' Maka growled as she peered up to glare at the boy, she saw white and red blurs infront of him, and figured it was him. "I don't need your fucking lectures on my fighting!" She snapped, she ignored the pain as she ran towards him. "Just who the fuck do you think I am, a moron?" she tried to punch him once more, but he was too quick. Soul was already at her side, this time, he grabbed and pinned her to the sofa.
"Why don't you try and calm down before you destroy MY house." he snapped back. He was getting pretty tired of being attacked by her every time he tried to save her. "What the hell is your problem?"
Maka could only bite her bottom lip from stopping her tears. "You..." she muttered, "You peg me for a fool, don't you!"
Soul didn't say a word, he let go of Maka's hands and used his right hand to brush her bangs away from her face. "Why do you think that?" his voice sounded hurt, and Maka didn't know why.
"You honestly believe that I would take in that crappy excuse!" Her eyes were burning with anger. "There's no such thing as Death Scythe's... their a myth! A legend! And my soul? You've got to be kidding me! There's only one type of soul, and even the books that wrote about the Death Scythes state that there is only one type of soul..." She couldn't hold back her tears now. "Stop thinking I'm some sort of idiot, I never asked you to help me out. If I'm bothering you, just let me kn-"
Maka wasn't able to finish her sentence. Her eyes were wide with shock. Her lips were meeting Soul's, and she wasn't sure why. 'Kissing... he's kissing... me!'
"Now, that I got your attention..."
That made Maka come out of her shock, 'Attention?' her mind was on over-drive once more.
"If you let me explain, you can come to understand... everything you know about Death Scythes is because Death himself wrote the books. He wanted to give people at least some understanding about their souls at least." there was pause, as he waited for Maka to say something.
'My attention?' Maka wasn't hearing anything other than her own thoughts. 'Then that means... my first kiss... was...'
"Death Scythes do exist, it's just... that we hide from everyone else, blending in so we won't go noticed by those who we are hunting down. We have lives too, and we learned from our past, that it's better to keep those two lives separate." Soul was quiet once more, his eyes were on Maka's face, as he tried to understand what she just realized.
Out of nowhere, Maka head-butted him, hard.
"The fuck did you do that?' Soul shouted, rubbing his forehead.
Maka's eyes were wide, as she tried to realize everything in that one second. "Your... your him!" She pointed...
"I would like a better explanation than that." He was getting mad, this girl was more of a hassle than he bargained for. Even if she was blind.
"Your Soul Evans... you go to my school!" Maka's forehead was bunched up together, like if she was trying to comprehend some sort of scientific equation that even Einstein couldn't figure out.
"Yeah you idiot," Soul snapped "I was the reason why you didn't end up six feet under by Seth!"
Maka's face changed from shock to anger in seconds. "No, you moron! I meant, your THE Soul Evans..." Now her hands were clenched into fists on her side. "Your the guy who just sleeps with women and tosses them away afterwards, the jackass that all the girls go ga-ga over! Your the exact reason why I prefer books over petty relationships!"
That caught Soul off by surprised. "So, bookworm knows about me." his face met a pillow right after those words were out. "Would you stop doin' that! For a 'bookworm' your not that smart, how many other 'Soul Evans' do you know go to our school?"
"Sh-Shut up, that's not the point!" Maka was almost to her boiling point, "I'm in YOUR house... do you know what I would go through if YOUR fan girls find out I was HERE!" She was starting to hate her savior even more.
"The fuck do I care what they think." Soul was now getting mad, he was having a hard time trying to understand this girl. One moment she's reserved, caught up in her own world, in another she's holding on to him for dear life, and now... now she's cursing his name both left and right.
"I do! You moron!" Her anger caused her to stand up, only to wince at the pain that shot through her ankle. "As if I don't get picked on enough in school. Lets go ahead an add to that list your fangirls huh?"
Soul pushed her back onto the sofa, his face close to hers, "You don't need to worry about them, Ma~ka." the way he said her name sent shivers down her spine. "I was put to keep an eye on you, and without your glasses... you'll be dead without me." he had a smirk as he said that last part, "you need me."
Maka's face was beet red, she was blushing when he said the last words, when, "Where are my glasses?" her eyes narrowed to stare at Soul. "You said you were going to get me my glasses the morning after I was attacked."
She heard Soul move away, he let out a sigh as her eyes widened, she reached boiling point. Fainting from all the stress, Soul's voice echoing insider her mind.
"You won't receive them until 3 weeks... for the time being..." he paused, looking at Maka before continuing, "I'm gonna be your eyes."
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++ Although I am embarrassed to admit that my last chapter had too many grammatical errors and spelling errors as well. I was debating about just deleting it and starting again! But I won't. It'll teach me a lesson not to go proof-reading while taking care of my two kids and getting things ready before we head out. Moral of this small babble: take your time in proof reading... lol.
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