Kiddie: Okay everyone, like I promised, today we have a special guest with me! Before we begin the story, I would like to introduce, Professor Franken Stein!
Stein waves a hand lazily, sitting from one of the rotating chairs he came in with, as he finishes smoking his cigarette
Kiddie: So, Professor Stein, how have you been?
Stein: I've been pretty busy with trying to find new specimen to dissect.
Kiddie: o.O, umm, Professor Stein, why are you so obsessed with dissecting things?
Stein: Well, I just want to find new research material, and if I'm not mistaken, I was lured here with the idea that we would be doing a dissecting show on one of the rarest animals in Death City.
Kiddie: I'm sorry, you... just now, di-dissecting show?
Stein: yes, a girl named Rose called me and offered me a great deal to appear here, she said we would be dissecting the animal live today. I can't wait to get my hands on one and see it's insides before they become instinct, don't you think?
Kiddie's body is frozen as a little soul escapes her mouth.
Stein: an evil glint in his eyes as he stares at Kiddie, Course, if I don't have the animal, I can always show you how to do a proper dissecting with the animal I brought here with me.
Kiddie: ummm, hey would you look at that! It's time for the Story! Q.Q [in her mind: help me!]
Blind Sighted
Chapter 3
Blissful Lies, Hurtful Truth.
"Hey Mama?" a little girl looked up, emerald eyes shinning with curiosity.
"What is is sweetie?" her voiced sounded caring, as emerald eyes met emerald.
"Can you tell me the story of the Death Scythes and the war." She was tugging at her pigtails, shuffling her feet as she waited for her mother's reply.
"Again, Maka?" Her mom gave off a small laugh. "If you keep this up, Death, himself is going to be telling you the story."
Maka gave her mom a puzzling look, "Mama?"
"Yes, Maka?"
"How do you know that Death's a guy?"
This wasn't what she had planned, not by a long shot. When she was told that he was going to be her eyes, she assumed he meant just for the more important things. But, now... now she wasn't sure. She sat on the kitchen table, hearing the ticking sounds the clock was making, she had half a mind to break that thing in half. She was straining her ears to hear him, but all she heard was the dog's heavy breathing, and slight snoring coming from the sofa.
She didn't understand why she had to sleep in his room, when he had an extra bedroom. She didn't understand why she had to stay in his place at all! But did any of her opinions matter, no, at least not to him, and he made that perfectly clear. It didn't matter when she told him that she didn't like drinking milk by itself, or how she couldn't stomach black coffee and needed about 6 spoonfuls of sugar in it, he didn't care when she said she was highly allergic to strawberries, and he found out the hard way that she wasn't bluffing about that... a quick dash to the emergency later, she was debating about killing him there in the spot. But doing that in the hospital was terrible. After all... they could bring him back to life afterwards and she would have to deal with him again.
Her fingers kept tapping at the kitchen table, she was beginning to get annoyed, she was hungry and he never let her get near the kitchen to cook because she could burn the house down. She knew she could cook blindly, but he wouldn't have any of it. She let out a frustrated sigh as she stood up from the table, she was trying to get a feel of things, as she went towards the fridge. The light made it a little easier to guess what was what, and she couldn't help but curse his name once more.
Inside the fridge only stood ONE content, and it was milk, when Maka smelled it, her fear was proven right. It was spoiled already. If the chunky sound inside the milk didn't confirm her suspicions, the smell did. She stretched out her hands, trying to see if maybe there was something more in there besides the milk. She found an apple and decided that today, by force, she was eating an apple for breakfast. Slamming the door with force, she knew he wasn't going to wake up, his light snores were still echoing around the room, as she bit her bottom lip.
'Screw it!' She bit the apple and walked into the room, she didn't bother combing her hair for the third time, she grabbed a clip and pulled it into a messy bun. She was already dressed, with one of Soul's long sleeve shirts, it went around her thigh and the sleeves went pass her finger tips by an inch. She was shocked that Soul got her some pants, but when he revealed that it was probably one of the girls that stayed here, she had to decontaminate the poor jeans. She reached for her bag and slipped on her shoes, she wasn't going to be late for school, all because of him.
Maka strained her ears, she still heard light snoring, she walked carefully pass the living room, she let out a breath as she entered the small hallway that separated the kitchen and the living room, with a triumph smile, she reached for the doorknob, and she took a step outside.
Only to be pulled back by the collar of the shirt, Maka gave out a small shriek as she tried to keep her balance.
"Thought you were asleep." She stated dryly.
Soul's right eye was twitching, her face was telling him that she was enjoying every minute of this. "I couldn't with all that noise you were making."
He wasn't in the mood to start another argument, this girl was a piece of work compared to all the other girls he's been with. The only difference, those girls were here willingly by both parties.
"If I was at my own home, you wouldn't have to deal with my noise." she stated, her voice sounding rather amused.
That was it for Soul, he let her go, hearing a loud THUD as her body hit the floor, he was being kind and dragging her to his room, but the kitchen floor was nice as well. "If you were at your own house... you'd be dead by now." He spat out.
"Yeah, like being here with you isn't going to give me a freaking aneurism!" she spat back as she rubbed the back of her head. She was glaring daggers at Soul, he knew by now, she was cursing his name in every direction.
"Where the hell are you going so early in the morning?" He yawned, the clock was barely showing the time, he let out a groan as he glared at the girl. "At 6:30 in the fucking morning!" He snapped.
Maka knew he wasn't a morning person, she knew that from the first day she was here. He broke 9 alarm clocks through out her stay when he would go to school, and stopped buying them when he figured it would be useless. Still, Maka wasn't going to let that stop her.
"School, where else." She retorted back, "Tsubaki said I was able to go after my ankle got better, and guess what? It's better. What a shocker there right?"
"Don't get your damn underwear in a knot, Maka!"
She hated how he said her name. "I'm not 'getting my underwear in a knot' Soul, you asked a question and I answered."
She could of sworn Soul rolled his eyes "It's too early for school. I'm suppose to go with you." He stated, she heard a chair move and a plate being laid out on it.
"I always go to school at this hour, and I need to go get my assignments from the teachers," She glared at him now, "You know, the ones you failed to bring me while I was stuck here."
Soul smirked, he was slowly eating his poptart while he felt her glares burn a hole behind his back. "There's no point in bringing you assignments if your blind, Maka." before he knew it, he was smacked over the head with what felt like a hard cover... book? "The fuck was that for?" He was surprised there was no blood oozing from his wound.
"A Maka-Chop, keep it up, and next will be my collection on Edgar Allan Poe." She stated, putting her book back into her bag.
"The fuck you carrying a book the size of an encyclopedia around if you can't see shit." This time he was faster, and avoided the next book being flung at him, only to hear the door close. 'The fuck' Soul let out an aggrivated sigh when he saw the clock, it was 7:00am on the dot, school didn't start for another hour. "Dammit!" he let out a low growl, he grabbed his jacket and sprinted out the door.
Maka wasn't going to wait for Soul, she was already late, and needed the assignments from all her classes. She was grateful that she always had her messenger back with her, if not she wouldn't of even had any school supplies at all. Her whole body froze when she heard a familiar red eye white hair guy scream out her name.
She didn't hesitate, she took one of the back roads and ran towards the safety of her school, away from the angry Soul.
Soul was pissed, not only did he miss his sport news, he also had to go to school early. He never went to school early, it was totally uncool for him to do so. Yet, here he was, looking for the damn girl that was suppose to be under his care for a while. His eyes scanned the room, noticing that the school was beginning to get crowded. He realized he didn't even know what classes she had and mentally slapped himself, when he remembered they had Math together. He was pretty shocked when he saw a sophomore enter into a senior class, but now that he actually knew her, it wasn't so surprising.
'Dammit Maka, just wait until I find you.' he gritted his teeth as he shoved his hands inside his pockets, walking through the school's now crowded halls. Ignoring the whispers as he reached the roof. 'It's gonna be a long day.'
Maka wasn't so sure how she made it through half the day without getting killed. Through first period, she kept bumping into people, and some even thought she wanted to pick a fight, while others just pushed her away. Her butt was beginning to get sore from all the falling down she's been doing. 'I swear I think the world has it out for me.' she didn't have it easier after that. Word got out fast that the 'bookworm' was an easy target, and now, she's been tripped more than 6 times in the last 4 hours, walked into a wall 2 times, a door slammed in her face, locked in the janitor's closet for 30 minutes, and even went to the wrong class. She almost regretted coming to school, that was soon erased as she made it to her class.
'Calm down, Maka' She breathed in, her eyes closed while she tried to settle the headache forming. 'Just history and then free period.' that seemed to calm her, with this class being cut into 45 mins, it worked out for her.
Math 1301 wasn't a class every student could take. Even though it wasn't her strongest subject, she did have a good handle on Math, it wasn't until Calculus was brought in that she started getting lost in it. Still this was one of the advanced classes, seeing as she passed all the basic Math classes, they decided to move her to the advanced college material. She was pretty proud of herself for being able to get in here, until she found out... she was the only one who was actually interested in learning.
Maka was self absorbed in hearing the teacher, writing down notes when she thought it was important, without her sight, she was only relying on her hearing, and she was practically writing everything the teacher said.
After what seemed 15 burning minutes, Maka was beginning to feel uncomfortable in her seat. She kept feeling someone was glaring at her, melting a hole in her body. She wasn't sure who would be glaring at her and she couldn't turn to look at the culprit for many reasons.
One, she really can't see who it is.
Two, she hasn't pissed anyone off... yet.
Three, she didn't know anyone in this class.
Four, so far, no one has said anything about her staying in Soul's house...
and then she heard it.
"oh my gawd, I'm surprised he's even here?"
"It's sure nice to see Soul awake in class for once, huh?"
That made Maka freeze, and she could already picture Soul with that smirk on his face. Her assumptions were right.
"ah, he looks soooo sexy with that smirk of his!" one of the girls whispered that pretty loud.
"I wonder who he's staring at?" another questioned, shifting in her seat to stare at the direction Soul was at.
"I wouldn't say he's starring, really... more like..." the girl paused for a minute as she turned to Soul. "He's glaring..."
"Who know who he's starring at, I just feel sorry for the poor fool who thinks they can escape him." one whispered back.
"Who would want to escape that?" Maka wanted to vomit at that notion. "I'll gladly take their place."
'Are you guys morons?' Maka couldn't help herself from standing up, everyone eyeing her carefully, she grabbed her bag and walked out, careful not to trip on anything. She didn't let the teacher finish what he had to say, she slammed the door and was walking towards the roof.
Soul's eyebrow rose as he saw the girl walk out the classroom. Soon after she left, gossip started from every corner.
"You think she's in a gang?"
That one was stupid, he had to hold back a laugh at the image of Maka in a gang, though... her punches and strength sometimes did question that theory.
"Maybe she's pregnant? I hear it's always the quiet ones."
That made Soul chuckle, he remembered all the times she freaked out when she was changing and he would just storm into his room, or when she fainted and woke up in one of his shirts. She almost burst from embarrassment when he was just hugging her.
"Maybe she just snapped, after all, what she's gone through, I'm surprised she hasn't killed herself yet."
That peaked Soul's curiosity, he leaned in closer to hear them.
"You mean after her parent's died right?"
The one that mentioned her killing herself nodded, his short black hair shined off all the grease he had "No one wanted her, said she was cursed. Even her parent's decided to kill themselves than to be with her."
Before Soul knew what he was doing, he already kicked the guy off his chair, his hands in his pocket as his crimson eyes showed no emotion. "Oops, sorry there Gopher," He shrugged, "for some reason, I thought you were a roach."
The teen just nodded, his eyes wide with fear, he was sweating, worried that Soul might do more than to kick him off his seat. He let out a breath as he saw Soul walk calmly out the door.
'Annoying bastards,' Soul's hand was clenched into a fist inside his pockets as he heard the teacher bring the calls back in order, not even bothering to call out for Soul. 'A curse, huh?' He couldn't help but let out a small laugh, it was ironic really. She was, in a way, cursed. Born with a Grigori Soul, she should have been attacked since she was born, but for some reason, it didn't awake until her 16th birthday. To add more insult, she's blind as a bat now, and she's an easy target for anyone. Soul felt bad for the girl for a moment, but then the image of her hitting him with a book, on the head no less! And aiming the other one to his lower region, made him regret ever saving the damn girl in the first place.
He wasn't really pissed about the book hitting his head, but his manhood! Now that wasn't cool, he kept wondering if she aimed there purposely or just by luck. But for some reason, he had a feeling it was the first one. That girl was really good when it came at throwing things at him. Multiple times he's been hit by a lamp, pillow, shoes, clothes, and one time even a cup when he walked into the restroom while she was showering. He still had the damn cut to prove it! Though, he wished he was able to see a bit more of her, but she was quick to throw something at him before he got a chance.
"Tch," he stopped walking, "now where did bookworm go?' he suddenly got a mental image as to where his new curse would be at, he let out a sigh as he walked towards the library.
Maka let out another frustrated sigh, she slammed her head hard onto the wall. She didn't know why she was making such a big deal about it. But for some reason, the way they were talking about Soul... pissed her off. 'They made him sound like some piece of meat they could just take dibs in!'
"Augh! Why do I give a shit!" she shouted into the winter air, she was only wearing Soul's long sleeve, and a scarf he lent her, for some reason, she didn't feel the need to wear one of her sweaters. Still, she was shocked she didn't feel cold seeing how the air did sting her eyes. She finally gave up, slumping down into the floor, she let her back lean onto the cold wall. 'If I don't care, then why am I mad?' She couldn't stop that thought from popping up, yet she found excuses for it all the time, 'Because, girls like them give others a bad name!' her mind shouted back at her. 'They make other girls look like that's all they want!' She wouldn't give in, she hated guys like Soul, but she hated the girls who turned to mush over guys like them even more.
"You'd think they would have some self-respect rather than to be lusting after some lazy jerk like him." She couldn't help but stretch her feet on to the floor now.
Her eyes roamed to the sky, even though she couldn't see the clouds, she wasn't really looking at them instead. From out of the sky, she felt something cold land on her.
"Fuck! Are you kidding me right now!" Before she had a chance to run to shelter the freezing rain poured out, drenching her.
Maka tried to open the door, with as much strength as her now shivering, drenched body could muster. But for some reason it wasn't opening, she pushed and pulled the door, kicked it, and even shoved her weight to open it but for some reason, it wasn't budging.
"For once, fate... " She squinted her eyes looking up to the sky, "can you go my fucking way."
She let out a sigh, she wasn't going to get inside through the door, so the only other way was through a window. Even though she needed her sight to see where the window was at, she had a good estimation where. 'Got no choice, Maka.' She bit her bottom lip, trying to stop her chattering teeth from breaking her concentration, 'What's the worse that can happen?' She climbed up the fence that was surrounding the area, and carefully placed her feet on the gap between the roof's fence and the other side. 'Nothing other than, I might die' she interjected, walking carefully through the edge. She turned around, her face facing the fence as crouched, her hands holding on to the fence for dear life as she jumped, feet first hit the wall. She felt the second edge that went around the school, blocking out sun from the windows. She felt her way through there, her hands holding onto the edge of the roof now, trying not to lose her grasp at the slippery cement.
"Dear God," she whispered, "don't think I'm trying to commit suicide, if I die, it was all an accident. Actually..." she paused to think of the right words to say, "blame Soul... this was all his fault from the beginning."
Maka let out a chuckle as she kept moving towards the middle of the school, she knew there was a window there, and tried carefully to get there. She was walking carefully when out of nowhere lighting erupted and made her jump. That was her mistake, she missed her footing and she fell down. Before she had time to say her prayers, her hands shot out, grabbing the second edge now, as she tried to pull herself up. But the area was so slippery now, that even her shoes couldn't grab on to anything. 'Dammit!' she didn't know how long she could hold on, as she tried to at least move towards a window she could kick into.
Soul gave up, he didn't know where the hell she was at, and he checked in every area he thought a 'bookworm' would be at; the library, the study room, the chess clubroom, the audio room, and even in some of the empty classes. Much to his disappointment, she wasn't in any of the areas. He let out a frustrated sigh, as he roamed around the school.
"Oh my god! She's going to kill herself!" someone shouted.
"Quick, call the police and firefighters, now!" it was a teacher shouting now.
"Whoa! You think we might come out on T.V?" the student was fixing her hair as she looked around hopeful.
"No way! She actually gonna do it?" another student shouted as he grabbed his camera to record it.
Soul was about to roll his eyes, he figured it was just another joke or a play being written. There was no way that someone would be up on the roof, especially when it was obvious it was going to rain. Not unless you were an idiot who can't even notice something so simple... or a blind girl who reads up there.
"Shit!" Soul dashed towards the roof.
He didn't get a chance to even enter the walkway for the roof, there were already teachers around the area, they were trying to remove something that looked like nails on the door frame, that prevented anyone from opening the door. 'dammit Maka!'
Soul was already running towards one of the classrooms, one that would be best to find out where she was at, it was in the middle, and he nearly had a heart attack at the sight.
Two windows to his left was Maka, trying to get through a window as she kept trying to kick it, she wasn't getting far with her having to stop every few seconds to not lose her grip. She was yelling out curse words, damming the heavens and hells for the stupid rain, and if Soul wasn't mistaken, she was even cursing him too.
He would have to ask her about that later, right now, he needed to get her inside and out of the danger of meeting her death. Soul ran towards the other classroom that Maka was trying to get in, it seemed to be locked but that didn't stop him from kicking the damn thing off it's hinges. In seconds he was inside, trying to open the window to get Maka inside, he cursed her luck as he tried opening the damn window, only to realize it wasn't budging.
"Maka! You moron, try to move away from the window, I'm going to break it!" He shouted at her, he was worried Maka didn't hear him, when he saw she was using her whole strength to move away.
"Try to cover your face!" He was already hurling a table at the window, "I won't be held responsible if the glass cuts you!"
With one quick motion, he threw the table through the window, glass shattered everywhere, as he took off his jacket to drape it over the broken glass. "Maka grab onto my hand!" the rain started pouring down harder, as Soul had to shout just so Maka could hear him.
Maka nodded, putting all her strength into her left arm, she stretched out her hand, trying to find Soul's. She wasn't able to find it and nearly slipped in the process.
When she got no answer, she placed her hand back onto the rail, she tried moving back to the position she was in, if Soul wasn't there anymore, she would have to jumped inside the place. Her fingers were giving in, she was shivering from the bitter cold as her clothes clung to her body like second skin. She didn't even know what happened, one moment she was moving towards where Soul was at, the next, she was lost her grip and was slipping.
"Fuck!" She screamed out, she wasn't able to grab on anymore, she closed her eyes ready for impact, when she heard his voice.
"Aren't ladies suppose to not curse, ya' moron?" she knew he had that smirk on, his hand was holding her wrist with much strength, that with one quick pull, she was inside.
She didn't get a chance to thank Soul, when all the teachers came barging in, shouting at both Soul and Maka about how dangerous they were being, and how heroic Soul was to save Maka. They didn't give them time to explain as they were both sent to the nurse's office to get checked on.
Maka was about to follow Soul and the rest when a hand reached out and grabbed her, "Ms. Albarn! You had all of us worried," Maka already knew who it belonged to, when she felt her History teacher's warm embrace. "Don't ever do something so stupid again! I lost half my lifespan because of that scare right now!"
Maka gave her teacher a warm smile, she felt her teacher's warm honey eye on her, the right eye covered by an eye patch that had a lighting bolt on the front. "I'm very sorry, Ms. Mjolnir, I didn't mean to give anyone a scare." She was about to tell her how she was locked up there and wanted to get inside when one of the teachers called Ms. Mjolnir to come over and assist with the students wanting to know about Maka's antics, some of them even voiced their disappointment that she lived.
Maka let out a sigh as she walked towards the Nurse's office, feeling her way around, she was having a hard time walking straight, as she hugged her body with one hand for any warmth. She was about to turn into a corner when she bumped into someone, before she fell, lean muscular arms wrapped around her waist. She felt his face burry himself in her neck. His warm breath was soothing to her body.
"Just what the hell were you thinking?" his voice was muffled by her dripping, freezing hair and clothes.
Maka felt his eyes peering at her, as she just smiled at him. "I needed to clear my head one way or another." she had a feeling if she told him about the door being unable to open, he would jump to a conclusion that someone was after her soul here in school too, and she had an all too good instinct telling her that he would make sure she missed more school days because of that.
Soul didn't say anything as he released her, wrapping a blanket over her before he left. For some reason, Maka thought that she made things worse than they already were. Tightening her grip on her blanket she was lost in her thoughts, while she walked to the Nurse's office. 'Why the hell do I care?'
Soul was surprised she was even up at this hour, and he had to admit, she wasn't fooling anyone. He eyed the green eyed girl with a curious look, his eye brow raised as he saw her trying to cover up her fever. He was about to state how she didn't look so hot, when she interrupted him before he could get a word out.
"Don't.." She sniffled, "don't even say it!" She had finger in front of her signaling for Soul to stop, as if to show her point, she held her head high taking in a breath. "I'm fine."
Soul just shrugged, he didn't expect her to even go to school as she kept grabbing her head. "Was just gonna say if you wanted eggs."
Her dirty blond hair shook from left to right, as she groaned and clutched her head again. She was about to say something when she closed it and slammed her head onto the kitchen table. Her eyes were glazed over and she had light sweat on her forehead.
Soul frowned at the sick girl in front of him, who clearly wasn't fine. "Maka, I think you should-"
"No! No! No! No!" Maka was already standing up,wobbling a bit at the sudden move she made, her hand reached out to the table to steady herself. "I said I'm fine!" she paused to hold her head again, "I'm not letting something so small make me miss school, again" she coughed into the sleeve of Soul's sweater. "We have a test today in Math, and my History project is due today as well. Not to mention today we get to choose our topic for English, and we have a last minute review in Science." She tried to stifle another cough, only for it to come out a sneeze.
Soul was all to aware of her devotion to school, even after the whole ordeal, she didn't want to come back to his place until school was over with. Practically 3 hours later, the first thing she did was her homework and studying. She only called Soul over when it was for him to either read something from an assignment or check to see if she placed it in the right spot. He figured that for someone to get the nickname 'bookworm' from the entire school population, she was just busy reading away... but Soul was wrong, that nickname didn't even cover it, she wasn't just a bookworm, she was a straight up nerd. He couldn't believe his luck, he was stuck having to keep an eye on this girl, and it was a nerd no less.
He never wanted to show it, but he was pretty happy that she was still wearing his clothes, of course... he only got her some pants from her house, seeing as all her shirts were practically sweaters, and she kept nagging about not wanting to wear some slut's dirty jeans.
She was wearing another one of his long sleeves now, this one was a thermal white that had "DC" on the right side, just above her chest. It was simple, but for some reason, it looked good on her. Over the shirt, she had on a black and blue DC checkered sweater that fit her pretty big. She borrowed that one without asking Soul, but he didn't mind. Soul noticed that she was wearing the jeans he brought over from her house, they were torn around the knee, but he thought they were from that whole "worn out" look. They hugged her nicely, revealing her shape, but his sweater covered up the areas that would other wise tempt other guys.
He's eyes were staring at her face right now, she seemed to be breathing heavily as she placed her homework and books inside her bag. He realized, she wasn't going to give up and was determined to go to school. His eyes left her paled figure as he stared at the clock. He was beginning to get use to it, but still, he wasn't so excited to be going to school so early in the morning.
"You ready?" Maka sniffled, as she asked Soul. She was already by the door waiting for him.
"Yeah, sure." Soul grabbed his keys and jacket as he followed her towards school.
Maka was regretting her decision, big time. She wasn't in any mood to be dealing with people and her head was killing her. She was having a hard time walking straight, and for some reason, she kept feeling cold, no matter how much she wrapped herself in Soul's sweater. She even had a spaghetti strap underneath the long sleeve, and the scarf she had was wrapped around her so snug, that if she wasn't feeling bad, she would of probably fainted from the heat of that thing alone.
"Ah, my head." she just wanted to go back to sleep, but as she entered the class, she remembered that she had a review to study for today, and her History project was worth half her grade for the semester, not to mention the test in Math she studied for all week for couldn't be for nothing.
She was trying to find her desk when someone grabbed her arm, stopping her from going anywhere.
"Who's sweater is that?"
Maka recognized the voice, it was one of the girls she had in Math that was practically begging for Soul to sleep with her. She shrugged off her hand from the girls grasp, eyeing her carefully. "What's it to you who it belongs to?" Maka wanted to curse herself, usually she ignored petty little things like this. But she wasn't in the mood to be dealing with girls like her, not with her throbbing headache.
"No reason, it's just that it looks a lot like Soul's sweater." The girl paused, and Maka felt her eyes were scrutinizing her for every little detail. "It even has the skull pin on the side of the pocket, just like his."
Maka should have kept quiet, she should have just shrugged it off, she should have just ignored her, and she should have just gone to her desk, but did she? No, she wasn't in the mood to do so.
"Wow, and here I thought you morons were more than just stalking the guy, but to know every detail that crazy jerk wears," Maka wasn't feeling too well, her headache was killing her and she just wanted to sit down, "well, I wouldn't want you guys to disappoint my assumptions now would I?"
Before Maka had time to blink the girl was already lunging herself at her. She was pulling Maka's hair and as a reflex all Maka did was just kick her in the stomach. The girl gasp for air, as she was hurled back. Something hit Maka pretty hard on her back and was stumbling to the floor. She didn't fully hesitate after that, she kicked the other one that hit her from behind, and tried to block the other one's punches.
55 minutes later, after two teachers, and one security guard separated the three girls, Maka was practically dead as she walked home. She wasn't really injured, her hair was a mess and she had scratches on her face, neck, and arms from one of the other girls, while the other one was a little bit more of a hassle, she had some pretty good bruises on her back from whatever the hell the girl hit her with, but in the end, Maka was the one who beat the shit out of them. 'Heh,' she winced when she laughed, 'Two against one and I still kicked their asses...' she wasn't really thinking that much when she kicked the girl in the beginning, it was only from reflexes that she did that, but after that, she just started defending herself. Her head was killing her, like someone was drilling her head in half, and she still couldn't stop shivering.
She was practically begging the teacher and principal not to send her home, but it didn't help when they found out she had a high fever. 'I missed my test!' she thought bitterly. 'All because two stupid girls couldn't keep their mouth shuts... wait, that was me, still what the hell was their problem anyways?'
So here she was, for some reason, her feet dragged her to Soul's house, she didn't know why or how she managed to get here. Though strangely she does remember some cars honking at her, but she didn't remember what they were screaming at her for. All she remembered was that she flicked them off as she kept walking. 'Now what?' she wasn't really in the mood to kick the door open, and she had a feeling Soul wouldn't like that. She tried opening the door, but she figured it was locked, and she was right. Letting out an exhausted sigh, she slumped to the floor, her head rested on her knees as she closed her eyes to wait.
He couldn't sleep with all the racket they were making. No matter how hard he tried, he wasn't able to sleep, letting out a yawn, he sat up stretching. He looked around to see everyone was in their own little circle, until they saw him awake. Before he could blink a group of girls were already surrounding him, hurling question after question at the confused guy.
"It's not true, right Soul?" One of the girls with short blond hair pouted her lips as she looked at Soul.
"Of course it's not true!" another girl with long brown hair shouted.
"But, he hasn't gone out with anyone lately!" another one protested.
He had no clue what the hell they were talking about, he kept his poker face on as he stared at them. "What isn't true?"
"Wow man, I didn't think she was your type!" now another guy came out of nowhere and smacked him in the back. He wasn't really liking this game of charades.
"Yeah man, who would of put you to like her of all things?" this guy stared at Soul with a triumph smile on his face.
"Leave it to Soul to go after any type of lady, huh?" another toothy grin and a smack in the back and Soul was getting pissed.
"What the fuck are you guys talking about!" he snapped, he didn't like having to guess around, and he didn't like where this was going.
Everyone was quiet for a moment when the guy Soul kicked a while ago answered. "Aren't you fucking the bookworm?"
That caught Soul off guard, he almost fell off his seat when the guy said that.
"No way Gopher! Your totally wrong about it!" one of the girls was crying already.
"It wasn't Soul's sweater she was wearing! She probably stole it from him, right Soul!" another girl stated, looking at Soul with hope in her eyes.
"Maybe she just wanted attention and saw him wearing it, so she got one just like it!" another girl with short black hair in braids shouted.
Soul could only stare at them, this was the very reason why he slept during classes, everyone wanted to know his business, and he wasn't one to tell them who the hell he was sleeping with. Now if the girls wanted to boast around saying they slept with him, that's their business, as for him, he never really was the type to kiss and tell.
He only shrugged as he slipped his hands inside his pockets and placed his feet on top of the desk. He was looking for the said girl, but for some reason, she wasn't in class, and the test was already over with... 'now that I think about it, she wasn't in here before class started either.' Soul thought, 'Maybe she finally did give up and go home.' Soul wasn't really paying attention now to all the other gossip. He knew they were probably still talking about Maka, but he really didn't care.
"Soul!" one of the girls snapped him out of his thoughts, "so, is it true you're not sleeping with her?"
"Never said I was, did I?" he was starting to get bored of their interrogation, "and I don't remember ever having to post up who I slept with and didn't..." he added.
Everyone stood quiet as they all looked at Soul, waiting for him to continue, when one girl replied back, "Well," her eyes looked like they were about to cry, "do you love her?"
Soul's face only showed how bored he was getting, he didn't reply back as he got up and started walking away, before he reached the door, he turned his head to reply back to the girl, "Since when do those words even matter."
He heard the girl slump as she started crying, he knew who she was. He knew that she offered herself to him more than once, and when he told her that he wasn't going to end up being in a relationship with her, she said it was fine. As long as she had him in body. So he did what any other guy with a dick would do, he slept with her. From then one, she would call him regularly, she was one of his usual girls. But he had to cut ties with her when she started getting her hopes up. She started thinking she was different, hugging him in public, and trying to make plans with him to meet her parents. She wasn't dating anyone because she wanted to wait for him, and Soul wasn't really going to deal with that. He hated girls like that, he's avoided saying the words "I love you" for a reason, and it's because girls always, always think selfishly, never about someone else, and only themselves. If it meant having to lie and try to pretend to care for someone, they would do it. He's seen it first hand.
For some reason, his mind kept telling him that Maka was different, that she wasn't a selfish bitch that would lie for her own selfish desires. But he wasn't going to believe that, he wasn't giving her any special attention really. He was treating her like he treats any other girl his age... or in this case 2 years younger than him. At least that's what he kept telling himself. He never let other girls wear his clothes, they would start assuming they were dating if he did let them, but Maka never even gave any hints of wanting to be with him- let alone sleep with him. Sure she blushed when he would show physical affection, but he thought all girls liked that and made them feel comfortable. Instead, she was the complete opposite; rigid, blushing madly and would only wait until he let her go. But he wasn't going to admit he liked holding her either. And she never stopped voicing her feelings towards living there or what a jerk he was.
Yes, he would admit, she was different, the first girl that didn't go crazy over his looks, the first girl to not recognize him at the first glance, and she was the first girl to not say anything out loud about her being in his place, or wanting to sleep with him.
She kept to herself, trying to keep every one away from ever reaching her, she was sarcastic when she had enough, and she usually gave people the image of the type of girl who was easily bullied. But when he saw her that day with Seth, there was fire in her eyes, as she just glared at him. She looked like she wanted to kick his ass, and though it did catch his interest, he saw that look again just for a minute when she snapped at him, before she realized that she broke her facade, and soon disappointment filled her eyes.
He was never able to understand her. One moment she's talking to him, telling him things about herself; favorite colors, books she loves, her favorite foods, and such. Then the next, she becomes distant, just sitting outside on his balcony as she stared at nothing, she would sometimes mumble to herself about things he didn't understand, but he was never the type of person to press on about it. She was an easy target to tease, and Soul knew what she was feeling in those emerald eyes of hers, she had a patience of a dynamite and would snap before she even thought clearly about it.
But still, he wasn't going to admit he liked her. He was just doing his job as a Death Scythe. He was put to take care of her, to protect her, and to make sure, above all that she wasn't someone who could be easily corrupted. His boss told him to make her as comfortable in any way possible, and to keep an eye on her if she was showing signs of her Grigori soul awakening. The hugs were ways he could check her soul, his wavelength would merge with hers, even if she didn't know it, and he would see if it was growing stronger. He wasn't going to admit to himself that even if they were just to check her soul, deep down he liked hugging her.
'Tch, this is becoming such a hassle,' Soul was too deep in thought to notice the lifeless body that was slumped next to his door . It wasn't until the body sneezed and he absently said "Bless you," entered his house, and closed the door that he realized who that was.
"Maka?" He opened the door with such force that he was shocked it didn't come off it's hinges. "What the hell are you doing out here?" He knew it was a stupid question to ask, but he still decided to ask it.
"Oh, Soul... your back." Her eyes were glazed over, and it looked like she was sweating pretty bad now, he noticed she had scratches over her face and neck that were visible over his scarf that hung loosely, and saw his shirt was torn from the collar. He saw she had some blood on the sleeves of his sweater as she stared at him blindly.
"I was testing to see if the floor outside was as comfortable as it is inside you house, but much to my disappointment, it seems it's not." she couldn't help but chuckle at her own lame attempt of a sarcastic joke.
"Really now?" He bent down, grabbing her hand and helping her stand up, "what am I going to do with you?" he couldn't help but let out a chuckle as he helped her walk inside the house. He was shocked she wasn't unconscious as her whole body was burning up.
She didn't say anything as they went towards Soul's room. He was about to lay her down when she winced when he touched her back.
"Sorry Soul," she whispered, "you lent me your clothes and I keep messing them up."
Soul didn't say a word as he took her shoes, sweater, scarf, and the long sleeve off. It wasn't until he saw the rest of the bruises that were not forming on her arms and the upper back that he finally spoke, "What the hell happened to you?"
She winced as he ran a hand over one of the bruises, "Sorry I called you a 'crazy jerk' Soul," she turned to look at him, her breath was heavy now, "at least one of your fan girls tried teaching me a lesson."
Now he was curious, "you got in a fight... over me?" he couldn't help but let his ego get in the way.
"No," she mumbled, "not over you. It wasn't a real fight though, one girl was only scratching and pulling my hair. The other one hit me with something hard, then she threw punches at me, as the first one kicked me in the stomach when I was down."
He was shocked at how she was saying all of that like if she was talking about a normal day, "did you fight back?" he asked, he had a feeling she probably just stayed down because of how she felt.
"Beat the crap out of them," she smiled at him, her eyes closed, "my Momma always told me to never start a fight, but if I did, I should finish it. And I don't want to disappoint my Mamma." she opened her eyes to look at him now, they looked like they were about to cry. "I couldn't protect Mamma, so I shouldn't even protect myself. I just watched Mamma and Papa die for me, I couldn't even protect myself."
Soul was lost, he had no clue what she just said at that moment, 'they were attacked?' he was curious as to why they were attacked and was making a mental note to ask Kidd later on.
"But, her soul was too strong," she whispered, her eyes were closed again, "I saw it, I was scared to go inside my house... when I felt her inside, but I felt Mamma and Papa were in there too, they were scared. I had to protect them!" She was crying now, her eyes still closed, as Soul just sat there, listening to her.
"Mama told me to run, but I had to finish the fight, but because I didn't, Mamma died!" she had to pause to take in a breath in between.
Soul as quiet at first, he didn't know if he should let her finish or just console her in it. He was about to go for the latter, when he heard light breathing coming from Maka's side. Sure enough, when he turned, Maka was already asleep, tears in her eyes, as she held on to Soul's hand. 'Just what the hell am I getting into' Soul thought, he couldn't help but place his cheek on his other hand as he eyed the girl. 'You are more trouble than I thought, for more than one thing.'
:) finished the chapter! Now it's your turn, tell me what you think! :) Haha, opinions are welcomed, and I'm grateful to EVERYONE who's reviewed my story! :) sorry it took a little bit longer than expected, but I'm having some problems right now with one of my kids entering the terrible two's and some personal problems at the moment too. D:
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