Kiddie: I'm soooo sorry! I know, I know. I took sooo long to update, but with celebrating my kid's birthdays, and getting everything ready for their birthday party- that went great by the way- and doing their centerpieces, and invitations, along with getting the candies, and costumes, and all the planning... I barely had time to even breath. I'm sooo sorry.
Rose: The nerve of you, you should go die in a ditch or something.
Kiddie: o-o why would you say something like that? It's not like I was never going to update. I was just late.
Rose: riiiight, and you just forgot about those who have been reading your story. Letting them hope that you'd update but never did...
Kiddie: D: Stop! I'm already feeling guilty.
Rose: that's right, you should feel guilty. You should feel very, very guilty. Your a bad person. Getting people's hopes up, only to break them. What are you going to do next, tell a little kid there's no such thing as Santa? Oh wait, you've don-
Kiddie: Why would I do something like that, I didn't stop believing in Santa until I was in 6th grade...
(Kiddie places her hands on her hips as she stands proudly, while Rose only stares at the girl, a sweat drop forming, while Rose watches Kiddie laugh proudly at herself.)
Rose: you shouldn't be proud about that, ya' know... make's you sound pathetic.
Kiddie: shush! Anyways, sorry for the long wait, here's chapter 4! :) and on the next chapter, we'll be interviewing another guest. (that hopefully doesn't want to dissect me)
Blind Sighted
Chapter 4
Just A Glimpse
His suit jacket flapped in the wind as he turned to stare at crimson eyes wide with fear. His eyes bore no emotion as he turned back towards the lighted view, under neath his feet people were walking briskly, unaware of him.
"Will you forgive me, little bother." The man muttered, as he turned his head to stare back at the boy.
"Forgive you for what? I don't understand shit your saying Wes!" he was screaming, his crimson eyes pleading for his words to get through, "I'll listen to whatever you say, just get down from there before you kill yourself!"
Wes turned towards his brother, his ruby eyes showed no emotion as he glanced back, his white hair was blowing in the wind as he took another step forward, balancing at the edge. "It doesn't matter, not anymore Soul..." he closed his eyes as he felt the wind on his face, slowly he turned his body towards Soul as he still hovered on the edge. "You can't understand it. This world isn't like theirs, where there are no rules but chaos. I never intended to bring it to you. I never thought they would find them either. I killed them, just by knowing it. I killed them. Can you forgive your brother even after you find out my role in all of this?" his eyes burned straight to Soul's.
"I don't know what your talking about Wes, but I'll listen!" Soul took a step forward, his hand reaching out towards his brother. "Just get down from there, and I'll hear what you have to say. I'll listen to anything. Just...Get...Down..." his eyes were wide with panic, tears were forming in his eyes as he pleaded with his brother
"There's nothing that can be changed. She had me played out like a pawn, and I helped her achieve it. Learn from my mistakes, little brother. There's another world besides this one, and their all searching for one thing... Don't be foolish like I was, she was never to be trusted... but I, I thought otherwise." he closed his eyes as he stretched out his arms, leaning back he whispered the last words while Soul ran towards him. His crimson eyes wide with fear as he stretched out his hands. Screaming for his brother's death, inches away he wasn't able to grab on.
Crimson eyes watched as his brother fell to his death his words echoing in the wind.
"I'm sorry."
Soul shot out from the sofa, his hands were clutching the blankets as he tried to calm down his breathing. 'A nightmare.' he closed his eyes, his hand combing his messy white hair as he began to breath calmly. 'Dammit, I thought I got over it.' he let out a sigh as he fell back onto the sofa, his arms crossing over to cover his eyes. He heard the seconds tick by as he closed his eyes, ignoring his thoughts, he tried to go back to sleep when he heard a muffled thud and then light cursing. He opened one eye to stare at the clock as he smirked, it was time to play his favorite game.
And the prey was up.
Maka let out another light curse as she rubbed her throbbing toe, she hated being blind, and trying to get dressed fast before Soul woke up was a challenge. This would be her 6th attempt of leaving for school, and if luck was on her side, it would be her first win. She inhaled as she tried to strain her hearing for any movements from Soul, but only heard the dog's heavy breathing. She figured he was asleep from the silence coming from the other side of the room and decided to finally run towards the door. Before she would back out. Letting go of her worries, she exhaled and opened the door.
It creaked slowly and Maka wanted to tear the damn thing apart, she stopped to hear for any noise, but it was still the same. Only Bone's heavy breathing and silence filled the area. With a satisfied sigh, she began to feel her way towards the door when something grabbed her by her waist, hoisting her up in the air as she was tossed over someone's shoulders. She let out a shriek before she began to squirm from his grasp.
She failed, it was 6 Soul, 0 Maka.
"Put me down, Soul!" she snapped as she debated about punching him, last time she did that, he dropped her on her butt and locked her in the closet, and she wasn't too thrilled about doing that again.
"Once I reach my bed I will, but in the meantime go ahead and keep squirming." she felt his body vibrate when he chuckled, "It'll be fun to tease you again."
Her face began to flush as she let out a breath and pouted. Her body slumped as she waited for the toss that would soon come. It didn't take long, she was tossed to the bed and before she had a chance to act fast, his body was over hers. Her emerald eyes widened as his lips were close to her neck. She knew what was going to happen next, but the way he was on top of her, didn't let her kick him where she needed to get him off.
Another chuckle erupted from his lips as he shot out a breath to her neck, sending shivers all over her body. "That would make it MY win this time... right?" he mumbled.
Maka was about to snap back at him when she heard something metal clink, then the cool feeling landed on her hands, before she hand time to jump out, her hand stopped her from doing so. 'Damn it!'
Yep, it was Soul's win again.
"Dammit Soul!" she glared at the culprit, "what the hell did you tie me up with?"
"A handy thing called handcuffs, had to buy some two days ago thanks to you constantly trying to escape. Who knew I'd use them this early on, huh?" he chuckled as he saw her eyes burn with anger.
"This isn't funny Soul!" she wasn't liking the fact that she was handcuffed, in his bed no less, blind and unable to figure out his motives. "I've already missed school too many times, and I really need to go!"
"Not a chance," he stated, he was getting amused at the blonde girl's failed attempts to free herself, "until that whole fever of yours clears up, you won't be going to school. May I remind you that you didn't help your case when you went to school and fainted twice. And I'm tired of having you avoid me in school, can't do my job if you run off. Your more trouble than your worth, ya' know."
Her eyes went wide for a second as her face flushed lightly once again, she hated how he was still too close for her comfort, she felt his eyes on her as she tried to squirm away from him. She was determined not to let his tricks get to her, or his flirtatious ways. She wouldn't turn to mush for the damn guy.
"How can I not?" she snapped, "when all your psychotic fan girls assume I'm dating you and try to make my life harder!"
"Don't assume I had something to do with that Maka, it would save me half the time if they would stop their stupid antics and let things go, but we wouldn't be in this mess if you listened to me and didn't go to school when I told you not to, only for you to faint twice and have me carry you." his voice was filled with triumph as he saw her eyes flicker with defeat. He'd won the argument.
Maka's mouth opened to snap something back, but closed automatically after he finished. She tried to say something to help her case and blame him, but she knew he was right. And she hated that even more than his psychotic stalkers. If she listened to him and didn't go to school, they wouldn't be in this mess. But it was thanks to his fan club that started it all. They were the ones that cornered Maka, both times! One even went as far as to dump water from the window when they cornered her outside, making her cold even worse. She fainted after she beat them up that time, the other time... Maka wasn't so lucky. She was still surprised that Soul came in on time and helped her out. His stupid fan girls trapped her in a room and when she ignored them and tried to leave, she felt dizzy and fainted, apparently they thought it was the best time to make her regret being with Soul. 'Pathetic, they had to fight me when I was unconscious!' Maka thought bitterly, but before they did any real damage, Soul stopped them and carried her back home. To his home. Where it made things even worse for her.
After the whole ordeal, Maka went back to school, even after Soul's protest about her staying home, she thought everything would of blown over but it didn't. She tried her best to avoid Soul, figuring he was the cause of it, but when he found her, it wasn't the good. Girls asked questions from every angle as guys stood there and howled how she was too plain for him. When the fan girls stopped their sobbing, he just snapped at them that it wasn't their business and to fuck off as he pulled Maka away, by her hand... for the whole school to see. Yep, Maka was almost scared to go back to school. But the thought of missing any more of her tests and assignments made her will stronger.
"See." Soul stated, bringing Maka back from her thoughts, "I'm right... again."
This time, Maka was quick she grabbed a pillow and tossed it at Soul, she didn't know if she hit him, the sound of the pillow falling to the floor didn't give it away if she hit her tartget, she knew by his chuckle.
"I'm getting quicker when it comes to you, ya' know."
"I still don't get why you made things worse. Why didn't you just tell them that you were just temporarily helping me out until I got my glasses, or that we were doing a project together!" her head was beginning to pound again. She knew she was at the point of finally giving up, he wasn't going to budge at all again.
"Simple," his voice sounded cool and calmed as he leaned in closer, his breath was close to Maka's ear as her face began to brighten into a pink color, "saves me half the time if they thought we were dating, babe." he couldn't help but chuckle as she squirmed a little at how close he was to her. "That way, the chances of you getting bullied by the entire school and being locked on the roof will slim down. The way I see it, your more trouble than your worth, and if saying your my girlfriend makes things a little easier, then I'll do it."
Maka was about to snap at him when he nuzzled his face in her neck, his breathing was light as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him while he slumped on the side of the bed.
"Soul!" she shrieked, "Don't fall asleep now! At least let me go you damn jerk!" she squirmed a bit, but the more she did, the stronger he held on to her. She let out a defeated sigh as she closed her eyes.
At least it was better than being locked in the closet, though sleeping next to Soul, in Maka's book, was close to it.
'Never back down from a fight.' a voice echoed in the darkness
Maka turned around to find the source, but it was echoing all around as she tried to run towards the area she thought they came from, a small light appearing in front of her as she ran.
'You have to be strong, Maka'
"Mama!" she screamed, trying to catch up to the light, "Mama! Wait!" she was close, she felt it as she reached out her hand to grab hold of something.
She grabbed nothing as she saw the light at the end of the room get farther away.
'Silly little one,' the voice whispered, sending shivers down Maka's spine as she spun back to see yellow eyes glowing in the darkness. 'Your Mama's dead. But,' a smile formed showing a forked tongue slither out of her mouth, Maka tried to run as her legs gave out and she slumped to the ground. 'You can see her one more time.'
Something was being dragged on the floor, inching closer towards her, as Maka turned to see what it was, fear was filling her heart as she tried to run away. The sound was closer, her heart pounded as she closed her eyes, waiting for it to be over.
Silence filled the room when Maka opened them. It was dark once again, the light was farther ahead, and she was unable to see anything in front of her. She squinted her eyes to see if there was any form or shadows in front of her. For a moment Maka thought she escaped the nightmare, almost letting out a sigh, until she felt something cold and clammy on her leg. She turned to what was holding her and let out a scream.
Maka shot out from bed, only to be pulled back by strong arms wrapped around her waist, she silently cursed herself for trying to see who it was, but all she saw was blurs of colors.
She tried to move out of Soul's grasp, but every time she did he only pulled her closer to her, his face nuzzled close to her neck as she felt his warm breath hit the back of her neck. Shivers went down her spine as she cursed the man. 'I'm not your personal pillow, you jackass!' she wanted to punch the guy, but figured it was better than him trying to grab a pass at her. Realization struck her as she noticed her wrist wasn't handcuffed to the bed anymore. She slowly moved her body trying to get away when out of nowhere she was spun, her face facing his chest now.
"You know, you move around too much in your sleep." Soul muttered, opening an eye to stare at the now blushing blonde, "And you talk a lot in your sleep too. If I'm not mistaken, I think I heard you say my name before you woke up."
That was the last straw, Maka pushed Soul with all her force, hearing him curse as he fell off the bed, bringing her with him.
"The hell was that for?" he snapped, trying to stand up in the now tangled bodies.
"That's for using me as a pillow!" she snapped back, she was getting up when strong arms dragged her back down, falling on top of Soul.
"You know, your the first girl to not go crazy over something like that." he muttered, "and before you get your head swollen, there's nothing pillow-like about you. Your thinner than a damn twig, though you have fat ankles-" before he had a chance to finish a book was lodged on top of his head.
"Your such a jackass, Soul." she huffed as she walked away and slumped down on the sofa. Her hand absently reaching out for the remote.
Soul rubbed his head as he made sure he didn't have any blood pouring out of the new wound. He was surprised the blind girl carried a book with her everywhere she went, and most of them were for "light reading" when she wasn't even able to see anyways. He grunted as he walked to the living room, eyeing the damn girl as she listened to the TV with her eyes squinting for any hope of being able to see it.
"No matter how much you try, you won't be able to see anything." he muttered, making her glare at him. "Don't get mad at me for telling you the truth"
He slumped down onto the sofa as he snatched the remote away from Maka, she didn't bother fighting back for it, as she just stuck out her tongue and continued to listen intently to the T.V.
"What are you watching?" he asked.
"Food Network Channel." she smiled as she continued to listen to it, "today's main topic is Sea Food."
"Hmm." he didn't say anything after that, only clicked the remote and changed the channel.
"I was watching that!" Maka shouted, "You didn't even have the decency to ask me if I wanted to see it!" she was mad that she missed the last important ingredient.
"No point in asking, if you can't see." he turned his face towards her, when a pillow landed on his face. He was about to snap at the girl, but decided it would be a waste of time.
Maka on the other hand caught on. Something was different with Soul, and she couldn't put her finger on it, but he sounded... distant. She was prepared for the fight after she tossed the pillow, hell she was prepared for the fight when she pushed him off the bed. But it never came. She was usually good at figuring out people's emotions and Soul wasn't as easy as they came. But she getting the gist of it.
He wasn't the type to let out his emotions and the times Maka was able to see him, she saw that from his stoic demeanor. His eyes showed no emotion what-so-ever and his voice gave off the 'bored' tone. Maka would of thought him heartless if it wasn't for the quick glance of worry she saw when he stopped her near death by Seth, or the shocked expression when they met again on the roof top. But now that she was with him for almost a month, she was able to catch on by his voice. It was tricky at first, he was never giving up anything when talking to her, his voice stayed the same unless they were arguing, which was more often than usual. But little by little she began to know when he was excited about an upcoming game, when he was annoyed over the phone, and when he was worried about her.
She caught on to the changes when they started to go to school, his voice changed every time someone would come up to him and start talking. They would either be challenging him to a fight or trying to flirt with him, and he still held on to the same casual tone, as if talking about the weather outside instead. Her imagination did the rest for her, figuring out his expressions and wondering if they were the same as his voice, but she was still learning how to be able to read him. When ever she thought she finally figured him out, he surprised her all over again.
"Soul?" she turned towards him as she bit her bottom lip, unaware how she would set her plan in motion.
"Hmm" he didn't bother to turn his face to face her, he was watching the petite blonde through the corner of his eye as she fidgeted in her seat. His eyebrow raised as he tried to figure out her motives.
"Wanna go get some groceries with me?" she smiled widely, "Or, if you want, I can write you down the items I need and you can get them for me. I promise not to leave if you want."
Soul couldn't help but stare at the girl, curiosity won the best of him as he tried to figure out her motives, but came up with nothing. He let out a sigh as he got up from his seat, "Fine, but I'm going alone." he saw her eyes flash with hurt for a second before he continued on, "Not because I don't want you to go with me. But you still have a small fever and I don't want it getting worse. Until your fever clears up for good, then you can get out."
Maka's eyes widened in surprise as she comprehended what he said, when she finally got through it, she smiled brightly as she got up and grabbed her bag, reaching for a pen and paper. In a quick notion she began to write down the ingredients she needed. With one last run through in her mind, she handed the list to Soul, and smiled at him.
He couldn't help but raise his eyebrow at her again, she was up to something, and he didn't know what it was. The only thing he could think of, was her getting him back for making her eat the strawberries some weeks ago, and realizing (a little too late) that she wasn't bluffing about being allergic to them. He let out another sigh as he grabbed the list and headed out for the door, "I'll be back in a bit" he mumbled before the door closed.
That was all Maka needed to hear. She figured that the best way to surprise him was when he was gone, and she knew he would of wanted to go without her to the grocery store, though she wasn't sure why she felt hurt that he choose to go without her anyways. She mentally slapped herself as she went towards the kitchen and began to look for the items she needed. After a quick run through and smelling the contents to make sure, she had vanilla and chocolate instant pudding and the milk out as well. She was already grabbing the bowls she needed to put the pudding in and the electric mixer Soul had when she heard the phone ring.
"Soul must of forgotten his phone..." Maka muttered to herself as she began to prepare the pudding.
The upbeat jazzy song remind Maka of a movie she watched where it was based on the 1960's she watched in History class when she was young. It was catchy at first, and Maka was found humming to the music as the phone kept ringing over and over. By the 10th time the same upbeat Jazz song played, Maka was getting annoyed. She was already done with both puddings and was putting them in separate bowls, when she heard the phone ring again.
She let out a groan as she ignore the phone and continued on, she didn't know how many more times who ever was calling but by what she assumed was the 15th time, Maka was already remembering the song and debating about flushing the damn thing down the toilet. She let out a defeated sigh as she went towards her newfound torture device, hands feeling her way as she tried to listen where the contraption was at.
"Bingo." she smiled triumphantly as she grabbed the phone, she was about to walk back to the kitchen when it rang one more time.
She bit her bottom lip debating about answering it or not, but with the number of times they were calling, she figured it must be important.
She let out as sigh as she opened the phone, "Hello, Soul's not he-"
"Who the fuck is this?" a girl, Maka thought, snapped at her, she sounded drunk or in desperations, Maka wasn't able to put her finger on it.
"I'm sorry, Soul's not here at the moment," Maka smiled as she tried to ignore the girl's curses at her, "Can I take a message?"
"You can answer me the fucking question, bitch."
'Count to 10 Maka... never mind, counting to a million still won't stop me from strangling this girl...' Maka was trying not to snap the phone as the girl continued to harass Maka for her name. "I'm sorry, ma'am... but like I've said before, Soul's not here at the moment, can I take a-"
"Listen you little bitch." the girl sounded as if she was trying not to slur as she yelled at Maka over the phone, "I want to know why your answering MY Soul's cell phone... don't tell me he went and looked for someone on the side?" the girl laughed.
Maka's eye twitched, she wasn't sure if she should laugh at the girl for her pathetic attempt of trying to make Maka jealous, or the fact that it was still a joke considering that Soul clearly mentioned more than one, that he wasn't interested in bookworms like her, not that she was interested in a jerk like him anyways either. 'The thought of it makes me want to laugh.' Maka shook her head as she tried to bit back her laugh as the girl continued on her failed attempts of insulting Maka.
"Are you listening to me? Hello?" the girl shrieked, Maka had to move the phone away from her ear. "Hello? You fucking little slut, are you listening to me. I'm telling you that he'll never love you! He can't ever love anyone else..."
Maka let out a frustrated sigh as the girl kept talking, she was rolling her eyes at every sentence the girl sprouted out of her mouth. 'Like I give a rat's ass what the hell that guy feels for me anyways. Not like we're dating or anything... wait, that's not... but it's fake.' Maka bit her bottom lip as she clearly ignored the girl and continued on with her thoughts, 'I mean, I had no say in the matter at all. Which speaking of, I should really check the maximum penalty for homicide when I murder Soul. And he says I'm more trouble... he hands me the damn trouble in a freaking golden platter!'
"That's why he's called 'Eater'... thanks to his parents, he can never fall in love with anyone else. But don't let that stop you. I'm sure you'll be a great time killer for him." the girl sneered.
Maka snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the last part. 'Eater... for a guy who eats too freaking much, I wouldn't be surprised! He's a glutton when it comes to food...' Maka wanted to snap at the girl for being stupid. She wanted to correct the girl more than anything, but remembered that she could of avoided it all by just turning Soul's phone off instead of answering it. 'Me and my damn conscious.' she thought. She let out a sigh as her voice sounded professional and polite. Her patience was wearing thin on the girl and before she went down for double homicide she decided to already end the call.
"I apologize for the miscommunication, but like I've said before, Soul's not here at the moment. But I think that owning someone is now illegal in many of the countries we live in. Still, a harlot like yourself, who is desperately calling someone for a quick moment of pleasure, has more than one number ready for her beck and call. So please, by all means don't let me stop you from your desperate attempts" Maka smiled as she bid the shocked girl goodbye and hung up the phone. She had no clue why she said the last part, but something about the girl ticked her off in the worse way.
'Great, now I have to be quick with the clean up...' Maka thought bitterly as she went back to the kitchen to finish up.
Soul was surprised by the amount of food the girl asked of him. When he glanced at the list he didn't even bother to take his bike with him and decided to walk in the winter air. He was trying to be quick as he kept remembering the blonde girl's eyes when he said he would go alone. 'The hell do I care if she's hurt by it anyways. Who wants to be with a violent girl?' he snapped at himself as he walked back to his place. He was grateful that there was an elevator in the building as he wasn't too fond in taking 9 flights of stairs on his own with more grocery bags he could count. The soft elevator music calmed his nerves as he approached his floor and began walking towards his door. He thought the number was ironic seeing as who he was, 564 in brightly gold adorned his door as a mat that said "Gone" laid on the front of the door. He was about to grab his keys when he heard the door open and the blonde girl came out crashing into him.
"And where do you think you're going?" Soul questioned as he handed the petite girl one of the bags he was holding.
"I was going to ask your neighbors if they had vanilla waffers or cherries." Maka mumbled as she placed the bags onto the dinner table and began to feel for the items she needed.
"Why vanilla waffers or cherries?" Soul eyed her as she scurried around to grab pots and pans.
"For the pudding of course." she turned to him and smiled as she began to wash the tomatoes, lettuce, onions, and potatoes. She was already grabbing the cutting board when Soul took it away from her.
"I'll cut the things, I don't want you ending up with one less finger or worse." he stated as he reached out for the now washed items.
"I'll let you know I'm getting pretty good at cutting up food blindly, I used to be good at it before I stopped losing my glasses." Maka smiled at Soul as she was greasing the pan and grabbing for the main ingredient.
Soul couldn't help but laugh when she said that, her face showed how proud she was at the fact that she hadn't cut off her fingers yet. "Still, I'll perfer the food to not have any taste of your blood on it, and I'm running out of band-aids for you, you know." he chuckled as she stuck out her tongue and continued on prepping the thing. "What are you making anyways?" he asked her, curiously staring at the girl.
"Smoked Salmon, but I perfer to make it in the stove, but it taste better than making it on the grill, the flavor and all the juice stays inside it. I know how much you like it." She was already laying the Salmon onto to the pan as she began to grab some of the cut up tomatoes, onions and potatoes to lay them around. "My mom always made my favorite food when I was feeling down... and well, you sounded off today. So I decided to make you something you liked." Maka muttered the last part, keeping her face away from Soul's as she continued on with putting some black pepper, lemon pepper, and some lemons onto the food she just laid around the Salmon.
"Don't tell me that you're secretly one of my fan girls and tried to play the 'innocent' game with me, Maka" he purred as he eyed the girl. A smirk forming in his face as he watched her turn to him, her mouth gaped open only to close when she couldn't say anything. Her face was turning into a deep crimson as she blushed madly.
"No!" she shrieked, smacking him lightly on his arm, "Don't get so cocky you ass! I just wanted to say thanks for everything you've done and try to cheer you up. But lets see if I do that again!" she was trying to lower down her blush as she stared at the man, though she wished she could see him instead of the white and red blur in front of her.
"Yeah. Sure. I'll believe it, only cause' it's you...Maka." he whispered in her ear.
God how she hated how he said her name. She hated the way it made her spine tingle and she got goosebumps all over her body. At first she tried covering it up by telling herself she was just creeped out of the way he said it. But now she knew, the way he rolled out her name so alluring from his mouth made it sound... sexy. Though, Maka was still determined to try and ignore that, still she couldn't help but blush every time he said her name like that, much to her dismay, she knew the sadistic jerk was probably doing it only to get the reaction she got.
Soul on the other hand eyed the girl, her face flushed as she tried to avoid his face, he peered at her from the corner of his eyes as he watched her try to calm down her blush. At first he thought her reaction was amusing, the look on her face was new to him when he first said it. Like he said before, she was always surprising him, and this was no different. He saw other girls face's turn into lust as he spoke to them, but she would just blush and ignore him after wards. Her eyes showed embarrassment every time he did it. He was curious how she would react further, but he started liking the way she looked when he made her blush. She pouted her lips for a second before she went and bit the bottom one, as she narrowed her eyes and avoided him. She would try to keep busy, by tugging at the bottom of her shirt or cleaning up, or anything else that avoided her being near him. It was odd to admit, but he liked how she reacted.
'Cute...' he thought, before he jumped back at it. 'Wait, the hell am I saying? Maybe she has hit me harder than I thought with all those damn books she has. I think I'm getting some brain damage by the damn gi-'
He was brought out of his thoughts when Maka tugged his shirt. "Hey, were you listening?" she asked, her eyes full of worry.
"Sorry. Spaced out. What's up?" he saw her narrow her eyes at him as she mumbled something before moving back to the pan and covering it up with Foil Paper.
"I said 'someone called you' but you clearly weren't paying attention." Maka muttered as she turned to grab the bag of rice. "A girl could only handle that ringtone of yours for the a period of time, by the 15th call, I was already debating about murdering the poor object." she couldn't help but laugh as she said that, "I told her you weren't here at the moment and if she wanted to leave a voicemail. But she just kept cursing me out and demanding my name. Not that I gave her my name. That's the last thing I want with your psychotic friends- you really know how to pick them, though." she paused as she prepared the rice to get cooked.
Soul wanted to question the girl's mentality, he was ready for her to snap at him for some other girl calling him, but instead she was telling him everything about the conversation. He couldn't help but eye the girl with a curious stare, waiting for the moment when she would start sprouting out question after question about his relationship with the unknown girl.
"But yeah, after about a good 5 minutes of her cussing out all my ancestors and my non-existed dog, she started talking about how you could never love someone and how you had me on the side to kill time. She also said 'Eater could never love someone, thanks to his parents' or something around there. I wasn't really paying attention to her, considering I was much more into the thought of murdering you for all the stress you've given me." she stopped to grab the lettuce and began to peel it off, preparing the last course of the meal as she continued on with her story. "By the end of the conversation, I was more than willing to go down for double homicide after I killed you. I would of shoved the damn phone down the girl's neck, but decided against it. I told the little psycho once again that you weren't here and how she should leave a message. I also told her that she didn't need to worry about you, the way she sounded... I was sure she had more than one other number to fill her needs."
Soul couldn't help but stare at the girl with shock now. He was amazed that she told him everything about the conversation, including the part that she insulted the girl as well. He was debating about asking her about it, but by the way she was peeling off the lettuce made him keep his mouth shut.
"So..." he cleared his throat, "what made you think this was my favorite meal, if your not stalking me or in love with me..." he whispered in her ear, trying to change the topic, thankfully, it worked.
Maka gave out a small shriek as she turned to glare at the man responsible for her losing 1/4th of her lifespan now. "Don't get your ego in the way, Soul."
God he liked the way she said her name, even if it surprised him, he still admitted it inside his head. She was the only girl who said his name without a hint of lust or for selfish desires, the way she said it, made it sound different to him.
"I heard you talking about it yesterday night with one of your friends on the phone. You were saying something about how you haven't had it in a while and wanted to eat some." she mumbled as she tucked her bangs behind her ear.
"And that's not stalking when you're eavesdropping into other people's conversations, is it Maka?" he couldn't help but laugh as she stuck her tongue out at him once more, her face turning a deeper shade of red.
"It wasn't like that. You were screaming something about him getting off his high horse and how it had nothing Godly about it for some other reason. You also mentioned something about another guy never cooking it again for fear that it would take longer than it did last time due to his OCD..." she trailed off, she figured it wasn't helping her case and decided to just shut up about the topic.
He couldn't help but let out an exhausted sigh, he remembered the conversation very well, considering he was talking to the only other person who could tire him out before he even lifted a finger. The muscular blue haired man was always in some sort of thought how he was already surpassing God himself. And no matter how much Soul tried to ignore it, he was always getting dragged into the idiotic's plans on surpassing God. He still remembered the pain when they fought Kidd once because he was 'All the talk in school' and his friend wouldn't have it. Yes, he remembered that conversation, and though he wouldn't admit it to her, he was happy she heard him when it came down to his favorite meal.
He was about to say something when she spoke before him, already putting the salad in the fridge as she turned towards the stove. "Do you mind checking on the rice? The Salmon should be done when I get out of the shower. It's on 225 degrees, so it should cook evenly by the time I get out of the shower.
Soul only nodded before he remembered the girl couldn't see, "yeah, sure" he mumbled as he turned towards the living room to sit down, turning on the T.V. he slumped forward.
The aroma of the food filled his lungs as he waited patiently for it to be ready. "Damn. Who knew the blind girl could cook so good." he mumbled.
Maka didn't take long, a quick 15 minutes later she was out of the shower and checking on the food. The food smelled delicious, and she was happy her mom taught her how to make different types of sea food dishes when she was young. She sat patiently on the living room sofa, playing with her hair as she bit her bottom lip.
'I wonder how everything with my bookstore went? Did I lose the store... I really hope not. And the bills need to get paid as well. I need to feed Blair too...' Maka was too deep in thought, she had too many questions and not enough answers for them. She hated not knowing what was going on, and depending on a guy who she couldn't see at all, wasn't reassuring. She was grateful that he wasn't some serial killer or rapist who planned to murder her later on. But she didn't know his intentions, she didn't know his reasons for doing what he was doing. She never bothered to ask. In all honesty, she was scared to find out the reason. She was worried that she was putting her faith in the wrong guy, but all she had to go with was HIS word and no one else. With her being blind, she wasn't able to see for herself anything. All she had to go with was what he told her. But... he never told her anything. The only thing she ever heard was the one time he was talking to someone about her soul.
"Hey..."
Maka jumped as she felt strong arms wrap themselves around her waist, pulling her closer to the man plaguing her mind. "What is it?" she asked, not even bothering to escape. She didn't know why, but every time Soul hugged her... she felt calmed. Her fears would disappear and she would feel so safe being there. And that scared her. She didn't know the guy, she didn't like the guy, so why would she feel safe being hugged by him.
"You okay?" he muttered, he didn't mean to ask. It slipped out, he was checking her soul's wavelength when he felt her worries and stress, she looked like she was fighting a serious battle inside her head and the way she was bitting her bottom lip, Soul worried she was going to draw out blood soon.
"Can I ask you a question?" she was tugging at her shirt, her eyes avoiding his as she continued to bite her lip. She didn't give him time to response as she continued on, "How strong are you?"
That caught Soul off guard, he thought the question was going to be about the phone call, but instead it was about his... strength? He really couldn't figure this girl out, "I think you need to explain more... strong in what?"
Maka now turned to him, her emerald eyes were showing fear as she spoke, "I mean... physically. How strong are you... to be able to kill those things... to be able to stop that guy before he punched me to death. Just how strong are you Soul..." she lowered down her face as she avoided his curious stare.
Soul wanted to wipe that look from her face away. He wanted to hold her closer, to comfort her and make her feel safe. It was his job, at least, that's what he told himself.
"I can't say I'm really strong," he was still holding on to her as he spoke, "But I'm strong enough to protect the one I need to protect. No matter the reason."
That caught Maka by surprise. Her eyes widened as her face flushed a light pink when she turned to look at him, she couldn't help but feel assured when he said that. It made her feel safe. Even if she still had more questions to ask. "Can I ask you another question then... about my soul and everything going on?"
Soul only sighed, he was worried that she was going to start asking questions, but in all honesty, he was even more worried that she didn't start asking from the start. There were times he wanted to tell her, but Kidd assured him that he was to let his father explain the harder things. His job was only to take care of the girl. To keep her safe.
He turned to look at Maka, her eyes were full of worry as she began to bite her bottom lip, once again as she waited for his response. He wanted so desperately to hold her and never let her go and he didn't know why. He told himself it was the way she looked, so scared and worried as she spoke to him. He finally cleared his throat and decided to answer her, he didn't know what she would ask, but it was best to play it safe. Even if it meant her not liking it. "I'll answer your questions on three conditions..."
For a split second, Soul saw her eyes show a glint of... happiness when he told her that. Maka quickly nodded, not caring for the conditions, she wanted to know more. She needed to know more about all of this.
"The first one is, you won't ask for proof. Just believe me."
He didn't need to tell Maka that, for some reason, she believed him with everything he said, but with everything going on, how could she ask for proof? She saw a little girl turn into a monster, so she figured that not everything was black and white. Still she was worried that she was making a mistake, but from what she's gone through, he was the only one who was protecting her, instead of trying to kill her. If he wanted to kill her, she'd be dead by now... wouldn't she?
"Second one, you only get 5 questions..." he eyed the girl, as she narrowed her eyes ready to snap at him but stopped when he started talking, "for now. And third, I'll decided which ones I should answer. If I don't find them important, I'll pass."
Maka wanted to argue, it made no sense why he would limit her to only five questions, and pass any he didn't seem fit to answer. She wanted to fight about it, but decided that it was her fault in the first place,. she told him she would do it under three conditions. She just wished she knew the conditions before she agreed. She breathed in as she bit her bottom lip, she knew she had to ask the ones she felt she needed to know. With a sigh, she began.
"Who's Death?" She asked, "I mean... who is he exactly... to have the nickname Death?"
Soul let out a small chuckle, still holding on to her, he decided to let her go. When she moved away from him he felt suddenly uncomfortable, but he thought he should talk to her face to face instead. "He's Death himself." Maka's eyes widened, "He's not a person, but a shinigami, a God. There is no nickname, just his name. Death is real. And he put me in charge to take care of you."
Maka couldn't believe it, Death was real? She always thought he was some figment her mother told her to feed her imagination. The Death Scythes and Death, himself was really all... real. Then that mean, the Grim Reaper wasn't something people said to scare each other. She suddenly pictured a skeleton wearing a black robe, hood covering his face as he walked around with a scythe. His hollow eyes looking for his new soul, skeletal hands clutching as his famous weapon. She couldn't help but shiver at the thought.
"What are the Death Scythes?" she asked, pulling her knees closer as she wrapped an arm around them.
"They work for Death. We work for Death, " he answered, choosing his words carefully, trying not to scare the girl. "We're the good guys who make sure those who kill innocent human souls get punished for their evil crimes." he eyed the girl, his eye brow raised as she tried to comprehend everything he's said.
"How did you become a Death Scythe?" Maka couldn't help asking, she bit her bottom lip once more as she waited for his answer.
"Pass." he stated, not even bothering to answer it. He didn't want to. She had no reason to know his past. No one but Kidd and Death knew the real reasons, and he wasn't going to start adding more people to that list any time soon.
'Will you forgive me, little brother?'
Soul's whole body froze, his fist clenched as he brushed his recent nightmare aside. He didn't want to remember the reason, he didn't want to remember his brother. He didn't want to dwell on the past.
He was about to end the questions when Maka spoke again her eyes narrowed at him, clearly mad at how he ignored his last question. "Wh-why do people want my..." she bit her bottom lip, and Soul secretly wished she would stop before blood was drawn out, "What, what is my soul exactly? Why me?"
The question was out, Soul knew she was bound to ask it, he just wished he knew how to answer it without damaging the girl. It was more that she could handle, from the look on her face, it showed she was having a hard time comprehending what he's already said.
He let out a breath, he didn't know he was holding, eyeing the girl carefully, he decided to answer it with care. "Your soul's strong." he paused to check on her, "It's what we call a 'Grigori Soul,' one of the rarest souls anyone could come across. A Grigori Soul is born every couple of hundred years and one in five million people will be the unlucky person to be born with it." he regretted the last part, her face was suddenly shrouded with fear as she waited for him to continue. "The reason I say unlucky is because... it's always been hunted." Maka's eyes were now wide with fear. "Since the moment the person is born, their soul is able to be sensed by those who want power. The more the person grows, the more the soul gets stronger, but that still doesn't stop others from hunting them. If someone who wants power like a Kishin, who has the same strength as Lord Death himself, then they'll kill the person who has the Grigori Soul at a later time, when it's stronger and more powerful to consume. But those who want to become a Kishin won't care. They start down the path of a Kishin by eating pure innocent souls, and eating a Grigori Soul, no matter the age, will help them achieve their title of a real Kishin."
Maka couldn't help but gasp. She wanted him to stop, her whole body trembled as he explained it to her. 'How? How could someone just kill another person for their soul?' she couldn't understand it, she didn't want to understand it. At least when they were grown they had a chance to fight. But how could a child defend themselves against something like the things that attacked her. She wanted to throw up.
"To put it simple, your soul, is a power booster, for anyone how wants power. Any corrupted soul or witch will be looking for it. If you get killed and your soul is devoured, then that means terrible things for others."
'My soul?' Maka thought, she still couldn't stop trembling, she wanted to stop, but her mind kept screaming out that she needed to know more. 'I wanted answers.' Maka let out a breath as she looked at Soul. "Doe-does Death, want m-my soul?" she asked, unsure if she would want to know the answer.
"No" he saw her relax when he said that, he couldn't help but reach out to grab her, he hated seeing her face pained with fear and sadness, he knew it was his fault for it. But she wanted to know, he just wished he found a way to answer it without scaring her.
Maka let out a shriek as she was pulled towards Soul, his arms wrapped around her as her face was pressed against his chest. She was suddenly calmed down as she heard his heartbeat, the light thump, thump eased her mind as she waited for him to finish his answer.
"We're the good guys. We want you to live for a really long time." he peered down to look at her, "If Lord Death wanted you dead, you'd be dead the moment I was alone with you."
Maka couldn't help but lift her head to look at him, her green emerald eyes were full of curiosity as she spoke, "Just... who or what are you, Soul?"
Soul couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as he leaned in closer to her ear, his hot breath sent shivers around her whole body, and he felt her shiver from it too, "I'll be your worse nightmare if the food burns."
That made Maka shoot up so fast she almost stumbled, before Soul reached out to steady her, she was already running towards the kitchen, screaming out for the food not to burn.
Soul let out a laugh as he followed after her when he heard her open up the oven. He got there in time to save her from burning her hand as she reached out to check on the Salmon. She kept muttering how she hoped the food didn't burn and kept praying for it to be fine.
"Relax, Maka." Soul chuckled as he checked on the food, "it's fine. Nothing's burned." he saw her face relax as a smile spread across her face.
"Let's eat then!" Maka chimed as she began to grab the cups and plates to eat.
Soul couldn't help but smile back as they sat down to eat.
Both ate in silence, too immersed in their own thoughts to bother with any small talk. From time to time, Soul would peer at Maka, eyeing the petite blonde to make sure she didn't break down from the information he gave her. He was surprised she was taking it in okay, but something told him he preferred for her to break down and argue about it. He wished she didn't just accept his explanations without a second thought, he wasn't lying when he told her everything she wanted to know. But he was worried that when the time came, his world was going to collide with her's, and that was something he didn't want for anyone. Especially her.
Soul was worried, ever since they ate, all Maka did was sigh and was deep in thought. He even threw a pillow to her face, but only got a 'Sorry' from the girl as she went outside to the balcony. It was already an hour and she was still sitting outside looking up at the stars. He didn't know if he should remind her that she couldn't see anything, but the thought of her going into a worse mood than the one she was in right now, didn't seem right.
He eyed the girl carefully as she kept tugging on the sleeve's of the hoodie she was wearing. It was another one of Soul's sweaters. It was s simple red one with the logo DC on the front of it. It fit her a little bit big, but then again so did all his other sweaters. Still, it looked nice on her, and for some reason, he liked seeing her wear his sweaters and shirts from time to time.
Still he was always curious to see her wear a sweater any time of day. The first time he caught a glimpse of her in class she was wearing a sweater in the spring. It was pretty hot outside, so he was surprise to see her wearing one at all. The school kids thought the same thing, he saw one of them try and take her jacket off once by splashing water on her, but she didn't take it off at all and wore the soggy thing all day. He was even more surprised when he went to her room to get her some clothes. When he opened the closet they were mostly just sweaters in there, the only other ones were spaghetti strapped shirts that were folded in a drawer neatly. He tried to find more clothes a girl should wear in her house, but he came up empty handed after he searched the damn place. He finally decided to give up and grab some of the spaghetti straps she had and called Tsubaki to go shopping for some long sleeve clothes for the blind girl. He let out a small chuckle as he remembered Maka blushing madly and refusing the clothes that he gave her. Still, he was shock that she wasn't wearing all the clothes he asked Tsubaki to get her. From what he saw, she was wearing more of the sweaters and lose long sleeves instead of the other form fitting clothes.
He let out a sigh as he saw her pull her legs up towards her. She placed her chin above her knees and mumble something under her breath. He was getting tired of the whole ordeal and was about to do something about it, when his phone rang. Instead of the regular ringtone he had on by John Coltrane's 'My favorite Things', the Hallelujah song played. His left eye twitched as he reached for the phone, already feeling the exhaustion to come after the call.
Maka was about to slam her head into a brick wall, debating if the pain would organize all her scrambled thoughts and help ease her worries. She kept replaying the information Soul told her, trying to comprehend every word. She wasn't having much of a progress as she tried to understand it all.
'How could Death really exist? If he did, then did that mean that all the stories mamma and papa told me were real? But how did they know them so clearly? And Soul? How did he become a Death Scythe?' Maka wasn't getting anywhere with all her questions, she wasn't helping out her disorganized brain any further. She let out another sigh as she shifted in her seat, putting her right leg down, she hugged her left one, laying her head on top of her knee again.
How she wished to have her glasses back right now. She missed looking at the stars, they always helped clear her head when she needed to think. They looked wonderful in the winter season, her favorite season. She tugged on the sleeve of the hoodie once more as she let out another sigh. She thought if she came outside to let the cold winter air help her out a bit, she was wrong. The bitter cold only made her thoughts run into a frenzy, and she was already going insane trying to clear them out. 'Just... just what is happening? How can my soul be so, so... dangerous.' Maka wasn't able to find another word for it. From what she heard, her soul only helped out the bad guys. If they were to find her and kill her, they would gain incredible power, at least from what Soul told her. But, was that all? Was she only a trump card to help out the bad guys? What about the ones who were born with the Grigori Soul before her? What happened to them? Did any of them live longer than she did, or was she the first? Thought after thought passed through Maka's mind when she heard someone clear their throat, making her jump a bit and let out a small shriek.
"Sorry." Soul mumbled, he combed a hand through his hair as he saw the girl's eyes calm down.
"It's okay, I was just thinking about sc-school" she gave off a small laugh as she tugged unconsciously at the sleeve of the sweater. "Did you need something."
Soul wasn't convinced, he could tell when she was lying as she tried to avoid his eyes and began to bite the bottom of her lip. "yeah. Umm I'm gonna head out for a bit, don't go out anywhere okay. Your a walking magnet for trouble, and I can't run to save you all the time." he chuckled as he saw the girl's face turn to shock. Her mouth gaped open as she tried to find the words to talk.
"Shut up you prick!" she snapped at him, sticking her tongue out in the process, "I won't go anywhere, so you can rest assured that I'll be here, ass." she answered sarcastically.
"Keep it up and next time it won't be handcuffs keeping you in the room. I'll put a damn tracker on you." he mumbled loud enough for her to hear. He couldn't help but let out a laugh as he saw a book being tossed his way, already closing the door he heard a loud THUD hit his front door. He let out a sigh, knowing full well that it was going to probably leave a dent on the innocent object.
He walked down towards his motorcycle, focusing on the conversation he had a couple of minutes ago.
"Hey Soul!" a loud voice boomed from the cell phone arms reach away, "I bet your surprised to hear my Godly voice calling ya' huh?"
Soul let out an exhausted sigh, "Not really Black*Star, I usually expect morons to call me out of the blue from time to time." his sarcasm wasn't noted to the other man.
"Haha! I bet they just call you to get you to pass on a message for me, my fellow worshippers need to communicate with me one way or another."
"Oh, in a way you can say the other morons have some things in common with you, like a lack of brain cells maybe?" Soul muttered, already getting irritated that the conversation was going nowhere. "So, what made you call me?" he interjected, getting to the point.
The line went silent before the other man talked, his voice sounding serious, "We need to meet, I have a message from the boss, it's about the girl your guarding... somethings come up and he wanted me to tell you this in person."
Soul's body tensed up, he wasn't sure if Black*Star was kidding, but the sound of his voice wasn't showing any sign of amusement. "Why don't you just come over here instead. I can't leave her alone, you know."
This time, Black*Star let out a loud laugh, causing Soul to pull the phone away from his ear, "Are you joking! Don't tell me that THE strongest Death Scythe is having his run for the money with this girl! Isn't she BLIND! Haha, I knew that Lord Death chose wrong! I, the great Black*Star wouldn't of had a problem babysitting her."
Soul wanted to snap his phone in half, he couldn't help but let out a small chuckle when he pictured Maka meeting Black*Star, and though it wasn't a pretty picture, the thought of Maka hitting him with one of her 'Maka Chops' was surprisingly cheerful to the man. "Yeah, whatever, where do you want to meet then?"
"The usual place, don't be late, or I, the Great-"
"I got it, I got it." Soul stated bluntly hanging up the phone before he let Black*Star finish his boasting.
He was now driving aimlessly towards the direction he was to meet Black*Star, he wanted to get it quick and over with so he could get back to Maka, he had a feeling the girl wasn't going to hold up to her word. She didn't promise anything to him and that was what scared him. She usually promised not to leave when he told her not to, and she would hold her word. But he was being able to read her eyes a bit more. Knowing full well that something was up with her.
"Augh!" Maka pulled her hair as she slumped back down onto the chair outside. She was trying to clear her mind by walking in the balcony, but still nothing was helping the poor girl. Letting out a sigh of frustration, she went back inside.
The warm air caused Maka's whole body to fill up with goosebumps as she felt her way to Soul's room. Finally reaching the door, she searched for her bag and shoes. She needed more than just a pitty walk outside the medium sized balcony. She needed some answers and reassurance. Sighing in frustration, she grabbed a pen and paper and carefully wrote down a note for Soul, incase he got here before her.
She let out a breath as she grabbed hold of her scarf and walked out the door and out the building towards the only place she needed to be at right now.
The walk helped her thoughts more than she thought possible. She was finally being able to comprehend some of the things Soul told her. Yet, she still wanted to know more about it. She needed to know more.
She wasn't paying attention to where she was walking, letting her feet take her where she needed to be. The winter air stung her eyes as she hugged Soul's sweater for warmth. Her long hair was blowing in the wind as she continued to walk under the moonlit road.
She knew the place like the back of her hand, as she aimlessly reached out and turned the knob, she was surprised the door was opened, she had to make a memo to yell at Soul for leaving her house door open like that.
"Blair! Come here baby, I'm home." Maka cooed, calling her cat towards her, straining her hears to hear the cat's meows. "Blair, you lazy cat, get your ass over here now!" Maka yelled out, walking towards the answering phone for voicemails.
"You have 4 new messages." the machine trailed off, "First unheard message"
"Hi, this if for a Ms. Maka Albarn, I'm going ahead and calling from 'Nurtured Pets' it's about the scheduled appointment for a female cat, Blair's check up. Just go ahead and call me back so we can reschedule the appointment."
Maka quickly made a mental note to call the Vet as she deleted the message and waited for the next one.
"Hey, this is for the bookwo-"
Maka didn't bother hearing the rest of the message, she pretty much got the hang of prank phone calls, she let out a sigh as she deleted the message.
"Hi, this is Ms. Yumi Azusa, from 'Shibusen Central', I'm calling in regards to the paperwork for the bookstore, Alabarn's Bookstore. Some gentle man called informing me of the situation at hand, and I'm terribly sorry about the miscommunication on Mr. Laws. The authorities are searching for him as we speak. But, I just wanted to let you know that the paperwork has already been finished, thanks to the gentleman that I talked to. You should be receiving the title under your name in 6-9 business days."
Maka couldn't believe she heard it right, she had to play the message over and over again, to make sure she heard right. 'MY bookstore' she couldn't help but let a smile cover her face, trying to stiffle a laugh, while she suddenly felt more calmed. 'I didn't loose the store...' she suddenly jumped in the air, shouting in joy as she laughed.
"I miss you."
That caught Maka off guard, as she turned back towards the answering machine.
"You just up and left the only place I can see you. I hate seeing another guy come into the house! Don't you dare cheat on me, Maka! I won't tolerate it..."
Maka was getting shivers down her spine as she reached out to delete the message
"Your mine..."
The machine beeped as she erased it, rubbing off the goosebumps she suddenly got, she walked up the stairs, yelling out for Blair to follow her as she went towards her room.
She made a quick stop in her library room as she searched for the book she was looking for. The spine was easy to notice as she quickly grabbed it and opened the hollow book, inside was her wallet and ipod as she reached out to grab them. She closed the book and placed it back inside.
Maka made her way to her room, feeling for the light switch, she turned on the light and went towards her drawer, grabbing some underwear and bras she needed and placed them into a black bag. She went towards her closet and reached out for some of her sweaters, knowing full well that more problems would keep building up if she continued to wear Soul's clothes. She finally reached out to the end of her closet, pulling out some of the shirts that were hidden in the back. She grabbed a few of the shirts and began to put her clothes away inside the bag. She let out a satisfied sigh as she closed the bag, and began to grab other necessary items when her house phone rang.
"Maka?"
"Yes, this is her." Maka replied rather bored.
"That's good, I was worried you were with that boy that comes over most nights."
Maka shifted on her feet, the guy's voice was giving her the creeps, and she wanted nothing more than to hang up on him. "Excuse me, but I think you have me mistaken with someone else, I don't know who you are... Mr.?"
"Oh, but I know you. And I also know that white haired hooligan follows you everywhere you go. But I can see you're clearly not with him. Your by yourself at last." the guy's laugh sent goosebumps all over Maka's skin.
She didn't bother to be polite, she hung up the phone before he freaked her out more. "The hell was that all about?" Maka mumbled as she walked back to her room to grab her bag and some items she needed for her final project in class.
She went down towards the kitchen to feed Blair when the phone rang again, letting out a sigh she placed the food on the floor and went towards the phone that hung by the hallway, "Albarn's resi-"
"How dare you hang up on me! I see that damn bastard is giving you an attitude, well, I'm gonna have to make sure that it's all fixed when I get my hands on you!"
Maka couldn't help but stiffen, her hand was shaking lightly as she tried to find her voice, "Listen Sir. I think you have the wrong number. I really don't know who you are, and this prank isn't funny at all. I'm going to hang up now."
Maka was about to hang up when the guy began to scream at her louder.
"Hang up on me one more time, and I'll kill you right now! You hear me bitch! I can see you in the kitchen hallway, you know." it gave off a creepy laugh, sending shivers down Maka's spine, "I don't think that guy's sweater suits you, Maka, I don't like red on you. I'm gonna make sure you never wear his clothes again."
Maka didn't bother, she hung up the phone, grabbed her bag, and ran out the door. She strained her ears to try and hear anyone following her, trying to remember how she went back to Soul's house. Her whole body was covered in goosebumps, and the way the creep said her name made her freak out. 'How the hell did he know where I was or what I was wearing?' Maka let out a sigh as she turned another corner, trying to get back to Soul's place.
She stopped when she heard something creak in the wind. 'A swing? I don't remember a park near Soul's place.' she let out a frustrated sigh as she went up to the swing and sat down on it. 'Relax Maka. It was just a really bad prank phone call. You've had enough of those. I mean, it must of been one of Soul's fangirls trying to scare me, by hiring a thug to call me. Just relax, it's nothing.'
"It was just a bad prank, done by some morons." Maka muttered to herself, she closed her eyes, testing out the swing a bit to see if it was still sturdy, when she saw it was okay, she kicked herself off the ground. Feeling the cool wind on her face, she was able to calm down and try to figure out where she was at. 'Still, it felt pretty weird, who ever did it was really getting into the role.'
Maka couldn't help but laugh as she continued to swing in the air. The wind felt great, as she kicked higher into the air. The wind stung her eyes, but she ignored it all the same. She needed to clear her head, and this was helping her immensely. Letting her head tilt slightly backwards, she began to enjoy the silence, except for the creaking of the swing moving with her, she was glad she decided to sit and swing for the moment.
Finally she was able to think clearly, her mind was busy organizing everything, but she paid no mind to her thoughts, as she enjoyed the wind and the feeling of almost touching the sky. She still had no clue where she was at, but she figured she'll find out later after she was done enjoy the alone time she had without a white haired guy near her.
That made Maka skid to a stop, dust from the dirt flew around as she stopped, slowly moving with the wind. 'Soul.' Maka bit her lip, she didn't know how long she was out for, but she didn't want to risk the chances of him finally using one of the many threats he kept telling her when she would try to run off without him near her. She let out a defeat sigh as she decided to not higher up the chances of any of them being turned to actual reality, and got up from the comfort of the swing.
Reaching out her hands, she slowly began her way out the park, she stopped to strain her ears, making sure no cars were coming while she crossed the street. She let out a breath as she crossed quickly, trying to see if she could find someone to ask for directions. She let a relieved sigh when she heard a group of people talking a few feet away from her. She calmly walked up to them, holding her bags tightly as she noticed their were a group of men.
"Excuse me." Maka interrupted, "By any chance can any of you guys tell me where I'm at right now."
She was waiting for them to answer, but all she got was loud laughter from the group.
Maka bit her lip, trying not to beat them to a pulp, when she decided to interrupt their rambunctious laughter, "So I'm guessing that's a no? Well then, thanks for nothing." she turned around and was about to walk away when someone reached out to grab her arm hard.
"Where do you think your going, girly?" one guy shouted.
Maka couldn't believe her luck, she was having a hard time cutting a break in her unfortunate luck, but for some reason, ever since the whole ordeal with her birthday, things started going downhill for her even more. It didn't help the fact that she voluntarily asked trouble for this one tonight.
Maka cleared her throat, turning to glare at the guy's hand grabbing her arm, "I would like it if you let me go."
"Why the rush?" Another mumbled, "You could hang out with us."
Maka's eye twitched, she was trying to calm down her anger now, but her patience was wearing thin, "And let my IQ drop if I hang with you guys, no thanks. I much rather hang out with an infected room filled with roaches then that."
She could tell they didn't catch on, as they just laughed and the one holding her held her tighter by the arm.
"Don't be like that, baby." another one laughed at his failed attempt of wooing her.
Now Maka was annoyed and pissed, she grabbed hold of the guys arm and flipped him over her shoulder, hearing a loud thump and the other man curse, she didn't bother waiting for the rest. She kicked one in the stomach and ran for it.
'Great, now all I need is a dead end and I'll be perfect!' Maka thought, turning another corner, she heard the guys running behind her and it made her not want to stop. For once, Maka was happy she continued her runs every morning with Soul now.
She turned another corner when she bumped into someone, falling backwards and landing on her butt. "Of all the luck in the fucking world..." Maka snapped, getting up and trying to run around who ever she bumped into.
Before she had a chance too, someone grabbed her by the waist, pulling her closer and suddenly Maka knew who it was. His voice next to her ear "I thought I told you to stay put for once."
Maka flushed a bit, but the sound of the men she trying to run away from were getting closer kept her from fumbling with anything else. "Yeah, we'll talk about it later. Mind if we just continue to ru-"
Before she knew it, she was yanked hard away from Soul by one of the guys chasing after her.
"Your going to regret doing that you bitch." the one grabbing her arm shouted at her
Maka didn't bother to flinch, she was already going to punch the guy when Soul yanked her back towards him.
"Am I interrupting something?" Soul asked his voice sounding bored, he wasn't surprised the blind girl found trouble so fast.
"Listen, brat, just hand over the little bitch and go on your way. This is for grown ups." one of them snickered.
Soul looked around, there was a total of 5 guys, their didn't look drunk, but their eyes were covered with mischief. Clearly, they were looking for some thing to do to cause trouble, and Maka was the unlucky target. The one who talked looked to be the leader of their group, he was wearing a beanie and a stained leather jacket that seemed to be worn out from being overly used. Soul couldn't help but sigh, he knew were this was headed, and he wasn't much in the mood to fight, but the chances of them walking away without a fight was slim.
"I fail to see any 'grown ups' around." Maka snapped, "all I see is wanna be thugs, who can't seem to do anything better with their lives than to do stupid things like this!"
Soul wanted to slap himself, as he looked at Maka, who looked pissed already. She was breathing heavily and it looked like she was already thinking of how to murder these guys. He couldn't help but chuckle, the girl had spunk, he just wished she knew when to keep her mouth shut.
"What you say, bitch!" one of the guys shouted back at her.
"Bitch, bitch, bitch," Maka muttered, "is that all you piece of shit idiots know how to say. For crying out loud, try to come up with better insults that can at least hurt more, but judging by how you guys speak and smell, I doubt you guys even have the brain cells for that, you fucking shitheads."
Soul wanted to laugh, the look on the guys was priceless as Maka finished her insult, her eyes were narrowed and she was having a hard time keeping her mouth shut. He knew from experience that the petite blonde had a sharp tongue when she was already pass her boiling point.
Before Soul could blink one of the guys already yanked her hard towards him by the collar, Soul was about to do something about it, when Maka kneed him hard in the groin, the poor guy fell down fast, his hand clutching his manhood as he cursed at the girl.
Maka was about to walk back towards Soul when another hand reached out for her, about to punch her, she wasn't ready to deflect it, when Soul was between them. Before she had a chance to react, Soul was already pulling her away from groaning and moaning of lifeless bodies left in his trail.
"That was fast." Maka muttered.
"Yeah, well, they were too slow." Soul mumbled, putting his hands inside his pant pockets.
Maka didn't know why, but what Soul said made her laugh. She felt Soul take her bag from her as they walked towards his motorcycle.
"Get on." he muttered, as he eyed the blind girl's curious reaction. "I have a ride you know. I wasn't planning to walk all the way back home. We're in the outskirts of town, so yea-"
"Where what!" Maka shouted, "And what do you mean you have a ride? Where is your ride?" she didn't bother looking around, only stretched out her hands to feel for the car in front of her. "I don't feel a car.."
"That's because it's not a car, it's a motorcycle." he chuckled at her shocked expression, he was ready to see her squirm and begin to rant about the dangers of it. He figured as much from a girl like her, one who was dubbed 'bookworm' by the whole school. But once again, she surprised him.
Maka only raised an eye brow as she walked closer to the motorcycle, trying to feel the type of motorcycle he had. She expected a rusty old type of motorcycle or a Harley Davidson type. But she knew the moment she felt the front of it that it wasn't some 'needs some work' type of motorcycle. Her eyes grew wide.
"No, freaking way!" She shouted, causing Soul to almost jump, "You have a Kawasaki Ninja!" she was smiling now, her eyes shinning brightly. "I read about them, my dad loved motorcycles. He practically made me live and breath them!" she stepped away from the front of his ride and slide her bag over her shoulder, climbing on top of it, hugging Soul tightly by the waist. "Let's see this baby purr."
Soul was stunned and speechless as she showed her love for his motorcycle, he finally came out of his daze when he felt her arms wrapping themselves around his waist.
"Your really something." he chuckled as he revved the motorcycle to life and drove back home.
The drive was quite, except for the wind blowing through them as Soul drove back, none of them bothered to make a comment as they drove on, enjoy the feel of the wind on their face as they reached Soul's home. He had to park it in the parking lot, leaving them to still have to walk one block towards his place.
"So... what were you doing in that area of town?" Soul asked, eyeing Maka with a curious expression. He was the first to break the silence they had parked his bike, taking her bag from her as they walked towards his place.
She looked calm as they walked in the bitter cold, her hands clasped behind her back as they walked back home. "Well, I left you a note explaining, but I'm guessing you wouldn't be asking me that if you read it already." Maka answered, looking up to the sky, "I went back to my house to get some clothes for myself to stop the increase of your fan girls jumping to conclusions."
"I see, and the reason why you were almost 10 blocks away from your house, and on the opposite direction of it no less is because you decided to go on a casual walk?" he raised an eyebrow at her now, her eyes getting wide for a moment as she thought of something, she then forced a laugh as she turned towards him.
"Just decided to go for a walk before I got back, but then I got lost." Maka let out a sigh, "I then found a swing!" she smiled brightly, "and lost track of time... but, what were you doing there?"
Soul wanted to call her out on her lie, but for some reason something told him not to, as he watched her smile. "I was out." He muttered, he was about to continue when Maka gasped, turning to her with a worried look.
"I forgot to tell you!" she shouted, her face lightening up, "I didn't lose it! I still have the bookstore!"
Soul looked at her as she smiled widely, "I got a message from one of the workers at the Shibusen Central and they told me that someone talked to them about everything! I didn't lose the store!"
Soul was caught off guard when Maka jumped for joy and hugged him, causing him to drop her bag in the process. "That's great." he answered, pulling her closer as was still hugging him tightly.
"I just can't believe it!" she pulled herself away from him, as she looked at him, "I mean, the voice mail said that someone talked to them about the situation, but I don't know what they could of said to make them not take my bookstore away. I mean, how could they make everything sound so.. so,"
"Sane?" Soul interrupted, "Who knows." he mumbled, as he picked up the bag and entered the building towards his place, Maka following behind him.
Maka woke up later than expected, and Soul was shocked to see her tripping more than usual as she ran out his room, bag in one hand and a sweater dangling in her arm. This was the first time he saw her wearing a form fitting shirt, one of the ones he bought her. It clung to her nicely and he couldn't help but stare as she ran towards the kitchen table, cussing loudly as she tried to slip her shoes on and get breakfast at the same time.
"Soul!" She shouted between bites of the toast put in front of her, "Why didn't you wake me up!"
Soul couldn't help but chuckle as he saw her finally finish her breakfast, gulp down the cup of coffee and try to slip her sweater on at the same time. He was pretty amazed at how she had a 'hot' body but always wore sweaters to hide it. This would of been the second time he saw her without baggy clothes on. Though the first didn't count seeing as she almost bludgeoned him to death when he walked into the bathroom to grab his toothbrush. In his case, he figured she wouldn't notice because she was blind and such, but apparently, she had just turned off the water and was getting out when he walked in, and her hearing was better than he thought.
He admitted inside his head that he wished to see more of it, she wasn't exactly 'flat chested' as others called her, still with all the loose clothing she wore, he wasn't surprised no one saw that she was actually fit and didn't have a body of a 10 year old girl.
She was wearing a black v-neck shirt that had a light blue under shirt over it, showing just the lace of it. It was simple, but for some reason, it looked good on her, she was wearing khaki carpenter pants, that hung nicely on her hips showing every curve she had. Soul was admiring this, until she zipped up the washed out black sweater, fitting her loosely and covering up all her glory. He was tempted to rip that sweater off of her, but decided not to, he asked her once why she wore them all the time, but she just shrugged it off and ignored him.
"Thought you would of wanted some extra sleep." He mumbled, as he grabbed his keys and followed her out the door.
"You thought wrong, Soul" she snapped, "I needed to go early today to pick up the extra assignments I missed and to see about any retakes for tests I can take." she was pouting already as she power walked towards school, Soul following behind her without a problem.
"You worry to much, Maka." his voice was humorous as he placed his hands inside his pockets and walked towards school.
Maka had a feeling something was off, for some reason when she entered school... it was quiet. She didn't bother asking Soul about it, she was afraid she would sound paranoid, and that was the last thing she needed.
At first she ignored the silence, when Soul was near her, nothing happened to her, she was amazed at how people listened to him, or were intimidated by him. But either way, she wasn't missing any of the regular bullying she had before. She let out a sigh as she heard the bell ring, signaling for class to start, all around her, students would come to a stop when she walked by, only whispers were heard every now and then as she walked by.
It wasn't different in class, it was loud as she went for the door, but as soon as she opened it, utter silence filled the room. She was beginning to get annoyed at it, but still decided to ignore it none the less. She sat in her regular desk ignoring the whispers that continued on behind her back.
'This is going to be a long, and painful day' Maka thought, slamming her head onto the desk.
Soul wasn't able to sleep, the noisy students were shouting and screaming about some things he could care less about. He let out a sigh as he grabbed his headphones and slipped them on, trying to ignore his noisy peers. He was still reeling in the conversation he had last night with Black*Star
Soul was getting pissed, he was clearly where they were suppose to be at, and was now waiting for his idiot friend.
The area looked morbid, it had a dark feel to it, a perfect area to talk about things like this, and a perfect area for no one to eaves drop into their conversation. The trees loomed over them, overlapping the moon's bright light, only creeping in from gaps of the fallen leaves. Most of them were already on the floor, crunching with their steps as they died in the bitter cold. Soul knew this place pretty well, he used to come here to think from time to time, when he wasn't able to sleep. During the day, this place looked majestic, as winter leaves fell down, leaving only a few of them on the dead trees, sometimes snow would be cascading on the branches, falling down onto the ground. The winter feel and the white snow made everything look like it wasn't dying, but sleeping, at least in Soul's mind.
He was about to leave when he heard rustling behind him. Before anyone could blink, Soul had a knife at his throat, while he had his scythe behind the man's back.
"Heh" the shadow man muttered, "Guess with my godliness, you could sense me a mile away! It's okay though, I'll give you this one, just once. I need to let my subordinates have some wins from time to time."
Soul was tempted to slice him in half already, "Hey Black*Star," he smiled, showing his sharp teeth at him, "why the late phone call?"
This time, Black*Star let out a chuckle, coming out of the darkness he crossed his arms across his chest, smiling his goofy smile, he leaned back towards a tree. "Got a message from The Boss, himself."
Soul let out a sigh as he made his scythe disappear and put his hands inside his pockets, "Why'd he send you anyways? Thought you were out on a mission with Tsubaki."
Black*Star couldn't help but laugh, making Soul raise a questionable eyebrow at the guy, "C'mon man! It's me! The great Black*Star, one who is almost at the level of Gods themselves! You think a wimpy mission like 'taking down a witch' would be a problem?"
"A witch huh?" Soul muttered, "is that why they sent you?"
Silence spread through the area, as the wind rustled out some leaves around them, trees blowing in the air, both men just stared at each other, trying to figure out how to say the words carefully to one another.
"She's back." Black*Star stated, leaning off the tree, he took a step towards Soul, his scarf blowing behind him. "Your girl's soul is getting stronger, and other's are able to sense it from a mile away now. Somethings brewing bad with the Witches' and I have a feeling it has to do with her, Medusa."
Soul's whole body stiffened, "I thought she was dead, didn't she die when she attacked one of our own once, the Original Death Scythes?"
Black*Star's voice was serious as he let out a sigh, placing his hands inside his pockets, he turned towards Soul, "I thought so too, but it turns out, we were wrong. Seems that she was able to go into hiding, and from what the witch I caught told me, she's back. And she's planning something with your little blonde at home."
Now it was Soul's turn to let out a sigh, he sat down on a fallen tree trunk, "I'm keeping an eye on her, her soul wavelength doesn't seem to be showing any signs of corruption, there's not a 'bad' bone in that girl, except for her swearing and patience." he mumbled the last part remembering all the incidents with her.
"Seems to me," Black*Star laughed, "that this little girl has you for a run. Sure there's not more than just 'babysitting' in there? Don't tell me you haven't fucked her already? What? Is she into girls instead? Or not your type?"
Soul couldn't help but flick him off, "Shut the fuck up, you moron. It's not like that. And no, she's not into girls, at least that I know of. She's different, and by different I mean she doesn't give a flying fuck about anything other than school, books, and getting her glasses so she won't have to deal with me."
"Huh, so she's not interested in you?" Black*Star mumbled loud enough for Soul to hear, before he could blink, a huge rock landed on his head.
"Anything else Lord Shinigami wanted me to know, or are you done questioning my sex life or are you still jealous that I get more ass than you do? Tsubaki still hasn't let you sleep with her, huh?"
This got Black*Star blushing as he turned to avoid Soul's eyes, "Man, shut up! Tsubaki and I have sex more than 5 times a day, I'm surprised this girl can even keep up with me!" he laughed at his own joke, turning to face a tree.
Soul couldn't help but laugh, it had been a while since he'd talked to Black*Star, and he had forgotten how his friend always turned back to being a kid when they were together. It helped him forget a lot of things in the past, and for the moment, they needed to lighten up the mood, at least, Soul needed to.
"But that set aside, Soul" Black*Star's voice was serious again as he turned towards Soul again, his back leaning towards another tree this time, the wind running through their hair as it went by them, rustling some leaves in the process. "Lord Death wants me to tell you to keep a better eye on the girl. She's growing stronger, and for some reason, she's different from the other Grigori Souls before her. She woke up later than the rest, and she's growing faster. Those who want power can sense something from her, and I'm pretty sure they'll try to get it. For a girl who can't see, she sounds like a lot of trouble man, but Lord Death wants you guys to come over there soon. He's getting everything ready for your arrival. Kidd will be calling you soon to tell you the rest."
Soul only sighed as he looked up at the sky, the moon was being hidden by some of the trees, as he turned towards Black*Star, "Tell him to let me know when. I'm just waiting on his call." with that being said, Soul got off the trunk and placed his hands inside his pockets again, walking back out towards his bike.
'What the hell is going on?' Soul thought, walking out of class as the bell rang, headphones still in place, towards his next class. 'What the hell does Medusa want with her? Maybe Kidd will have some answers or Shinigami-sama can tell me, himself."
He let out a sigh as he continued on with his thoughts, pretending to be asleep in all his classes, ignoring the stares and whispers as he went on with his day. 'Something seems off' he thought.
Maka wasn't liking this, she was now certain something bad was going to happen and being dragged to an empty class room, again, by some random girls didn't make things any better. So far, through out the entire day, without Soul being near her, her bullying tripled in one day. And her patience was wearing thin already as the same thing continued on. Silence as she passed by or entered a class, she could feel eyes on her as she walked, she tripped more than 10 times today by people putting their feet in front of her, and she could of sworn someone threw her class books away in the trash, seeing as she couldn't find them anywhere. She was getting pissed, and now that she was locked inside an empty classroom with what she thought were Soul's fangirls was getting her reaching boiling point.
"So bookworm," a high-pitched voice spoke, walking closer to where Maka was at, "mind telling me what the hell your doing in Soul's apartment so late at night?"
Maka couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at her now, "Your asking me that? Shouldn't you ask Soul about it instead, I'm sure he'll have a much better excuse than I would." she couldn't help but smirk at the girl.
Another one shouted now, grabbing Maka's hair hard and pulling her face towards something that Maka couldn't make out. "Then tell me why there's a picture of you guys hugging in front of his place, and a over-night bag with you two! Isn't this you?" she shrieked.
Maka now couldn't help but laugh at her, the group of girls clearly weren't smart, and she had about enough of trying to clear her name of not being with that jerk. "That's right, I'm sorry." she chuckled, staring at the phone, "that's clearly me, behind the girl who was hugging Soul. You see, I was there to record them having sex. He's really into that, you know, and boy, do I have to tell you. He's crazy in bed. Even brought a midget to it, a guy no less, he really likes it through the back you know."
The other girls gasped as the one pulling on Maka's hair let go. She could hear them start to cry and was beginning to feel bad about lying about Soul's sex life. Still, she had to admit, it felt nice to trick these morons, they clearly had it coming.
"It's not true!" one girl screamed, falling to the ground, as she muffled her sobs.
Maka couldn't help but give in, she let out a sigh as she stood up straight, feeling her way towards the door. "Jeez, will you guys calm the hell down." she stated tiredly, "And they say I'm gullible, wow. You idiots will believe anything about Soul as long as you guys have a picture of him. For crying out loud, I can't even see shit, and your asking me if that's me on a picture! How the fuck should I know. Like I give a damn what a jerk like him is sleeping with. But I had to admit, it was funny to tell you that, especially the midget part." before she had time to hear them say anything, she slammed the door and walked back towards her class, hearing some loud muffled cuss words aimed at her. She couldn't help but laugh at their failed attempts to intimidate her.
She was about to reach class when someone pushed her hard into a closet, she tripped on some of the things in front of her, when she noticed she was inside a custodian's closet. She was about to walk out, when she heard a loud click and some muffled footsteps walking away farther. She was about to sit and wait for the bell so someone could release her when she felt something cold and slimy across her neck. Shivers went down her spine as she slowly turned towards it.
Foul breath hit her nostrils hard, as she tried not to gag, her eyes stung just by it. She carefully walked towards the door, trying to find a way to open it, praying that what she smelled and felt were just figments of her imagination.
'It's tiiiime to coooollect yooou.' it whispered, sending shivers down Maka's spine as she held her breath. She was about to scream out for help, as she felt it's tongue getting closer to her face. 'Yooou caaaan't essscaaaape thhhhe colleeeectooor. Heeee waaantsss yoooou, aand juuuusst yoooou.'
Maka coiled her hand into a fist, getting ready to punch when she felt something move behind her, causing her to fall on her butt, outside the custodian's closet.
"Maka?" a male voice asked, closing the door as she stood up.
"Yes?" she was trying to recognize the voice, but for some reason, wasn't able to pin point who it was. It sounded whinny, sort of nasal-like, for a moment she wasn't sure if it was a guy or girl's voice.
"It's me, Gopher." he said, helping her out. "What were you doing in the janitor's closet?" he asked, eyeing the girl carefully.
Maka now remembered who he was, as she got up and dusted herself. She merely nodded as she turned to walk away when Gopher grabbed her arm.
"Listen, I just wanted to talk to yout..." she could hear him lick his lips as he tried to talk, "I wanted to know if you were really. Well, if you were really with that guy, Soul?"
She couldn't help raise an eyebrow at his question. For the years she's known him, he wasn't exactly helpful to her.
Gopher's name was unknown to anyone, and no one knew his real name. Still, Maka remembered that he was pretty tall and skinny, looking nothing like a gopher to her. His sleek black hair was long enough only reach a little bit over his ears, and he always had it too greasy it shined with any light near it. He was always with his own little group of misfits. Always out looking for trouble, doing one of the popular or rich kids dirty work for money, he was also the reason why Maka had trouble believing anyone anymore.
"And your asking me this why?" she inquired, pulling her hand away from him, "Last time I remember, you and I stopped being friends for a long time. Or is it that you're secretly one of his fans as well, eh?"
She heard Gopher lick his lips again, as he took a step closer to her, "Look, I just want to know alright. I mean, I know we're not friends anymore. But that was your fault, not mine. You couldn't take a joke."
Maka's eyes narrowed as she sighed in frustration, she was almost at her level of boiling point, and her patience was already wearing out very, very thin. "My fault?" she snapped, "Last time I remember, it was you who ended up grabbing my books and burning them all in front of the entire class, and right after that, you egged me!" she couldn't help but grit her teeth as she tried not to shout loud for the whole school to hear, "Forgive me, if I have a different sense of humor than you." she didn't bother to wait for his explanation, she turned around and walked away from him. Gripping her hands hard, she was trying not to punch the guy in the face.
Her mom always told her it was better to forgive those who hurt you, instead of looking out for revenge, but her father reminded her that after a good punch or five, her anger would soon fade away. She usually stuck to her mother's advice more than her dad's, due to ending up in the Principal's office more than once when she did use her dad's advice. This time it was no different. Her mom wasn't too pleased with her, but her dad had a different effect when he heard her using his method. Sometimes, Maka got the feeling her dad wanted a boy instead.
Maka let out a sigh as she walked towards the Library, the silence inside there was always comforting to her, she knew the area inside and out. She walked over to the audio tapes and grabbed her favorite, Pride and Prejudice, setting up the things she needed, she slipped in the CD and put on the headphones, closing her eyes, she began to hear the reader's voice, helping her imagine one of her favorite classic books.
She didn't know how long she was there, when Maka opened her eyes, the story was continuing on once again, as she took off her head phones she heard students moving around out in the hallway, talking loudly. She quickly grabbed her things and walked off, she thought it was already her third block, but as the students loud laughs and carefree attitude, made her think that they were on their last class. She let out a sigh as she continued to walk on, trying to see if she could at least go to her Math Professor and ask for the missing assignments she missed out on. She wasn't the type to skip a class, but for some reason, when she was hearing the audio book, she ended up drifting off into her thoughts, completely ignoring the book.
"Maka Albarn," a husky voice asked behind her, "Ms. Mjolnir wants to see you in class 103, it's about the assignments you've missed."
She turned around to face the guy, "what block are we in?" she asked, embarrassed by her track of time.
She could feel the guy staring at her now, "uhh, we're already on the last block, weirdo." he muttered the last part as he walked away.
Maka frowned as she walked towards the History wing. She was surprised she hadn't been bothered by Soul for a while now. She already missed 2 of her classes, including the one she had with Soul, she was already in her free period block. She was amazed how the school could fit in 5 classes in less than 8 hours, plus lunch. She shook her head as she reached the wing, straining her ears, she heard silence as she walked through, lectures were being heard behind closed doors. She mentally slapped herself for drifting off into her thoughts again, and didn't hear the bell ring. '103... 103. Where the hell is that room, oh found it.' she silently laughed as she entered the classroom.
"Ms. Mjolnir, you wanted to see me." Maka didn't hear anything as she walked inside the classroom, her hands feeling the air for any objects she might bump into. "It's Maka Albarn, someone told me to come by here for som-" before Maka could finish, she felt something hit her hard on the back. "The fuck?" she mumbled, as she fell down, landing on her hands and knees. She strained her ears to hear better, it was silent for a moment, except for some light giggle and footsteps. Before anyone knew what happened, Maka kicked into the air, hitting something soft as she heard some thing fall.
"Tie her down!" a girl screamed, helping Maka figure out what has happening. She heard people running towards her, as she punched someone in the face.
Maka felt someone behind her, and did a back kick, she kept hearing light cursing as they tried to contain her, but she had a bad feeling if they did. Someone hit her hard on the back again as she stumbled down, she was about to get up, when someone kicked her in the stomach. She mentally cursed, hearing someone else about to grab her, she tried to kick them off, but failed miserably.
She really, really, didn't like this. She was tied to a chair with what she thought was rope... or maybe a scarf, she wasn't so sure. But what she did know, was that it was scratchy, it hurt, and every time she tried to free her hands, it burned her. So she figured it was rope. Her feet were tied onto the legs of the chair, and she put up a good fight at that too.
Maka heard the group of strangers huffing and some wheezing as they tried to get their air back into their lungs, and some trying to recover from some heavy damage she caused them.
"Just what the hell is going on here?" she snapped, tugging at her legs and hands.
She heard one of the girls take in a deep breath, "We're gonna make you pay for what you did."
Maka couldn't help but raise her eyebrow at the unknown girl, "And that would be..."
"Sleeping with Soul!" another girl screamed, "Don't deny it, someone saw you with him at night, you were walking so close together, and you even hugged him in front of his building! You had a over-night bag and every thing!"
"Admit it" another girl cried.
Maka didn't know why she did it, but she couldn't help but laugh. And laugh she did, "Your telling me, that the reason why you have me tied up, is because you saw a picture that one of your stalker buddies sent you guys over the phone, and assumed I was sleeping with the guy?" she couldn't help but laugh harder, she thought the girls were helpless, but this time, she just thought they were pathetic.
"So you do admit you slept with him!" another girl cried out.
This time, Maka let out a frustrated sigh, "For the last, fucking time! What does it take for you stupid little morons to get it into your thick headed, fucked up brains of yours. Or is it to full of that jerk that you idiots have no space to get anything else inside of it."
"Why you little..." one of the girls muttered
"Bitch? Was that what you were going to say?" Maka was already pissed off, she had about enough of them. "I've heard my share of insults, but you little twats, can't seem to come up with anything better than 'Bitch' for me, huh? How about I try to make this simple for you morons. I'm. Not. With. Soul. Evans. At. All! Got that?" she couldn't help but grit her teeth on the last part. She was having a hard time debating about not killing the poor girls. She never knew what the hell Soul did to make them be obsessed with him.
"You-you're lying!" the one in front of her screamed, grabbing Maka's hair and pulling it hard. "We're going to teach you just what it means to lie to us! We know you're using Soul for his popularity!"
Maka couldn't help but bark out a laugh, "Are you serious?" she choked out, "Your telling me that I wanted to become popular? Like I really want you guys as friends..." she wasn't able to finish as the girl pulled her hair harder.
"Let's see how confident you are when we leave you hear until morning." one of the girls snapped.
Maka's eyes widen, she was about to retort back, when she felt something cover her face. Any thought she had about not murdering the girls was gone in seconds. She only wished she could see them, so that way, revenge would be hers. Oh, her father would be so proud of her at that moment.
She heard the girls laugh as they walked away, the only sound of them leaving was the small click of the door as they locked it up.
She was trying to figure out how to get out of her situation, but no matter how much she tried to move her hands or feet, she was still stuck where she was at. The only difference was that her wrist were killing her now. She let out a muffled sigh as she hung her head down. Cursing her luck for getting into this mess.
'No, it's not MY mess I'm in.' she thought bitterly, hearing the school bell ring, signaling the end of class. 'It's all that fucking jerk's fault. Him and his damn psychotic, idiotic, good-for-nothing, morons that call themselve's fans!'
She was happy at that moment, her mouth was covered up, she had a huge feeling she would be cursing up to the Heavens for someone to strike down Soul with lighting. She let out another sigh, deciding that the only best thing to do was to just sit there and wait. Someone was bound to come and open the door. Right?
Soul was getting annoyed, everyone was almost gone, and the bookworm was nowhere to be found. He was still waiting in the front building, like any other day, and there was still no sign of the damn blonde he was in charge of.
"Hey Soul." someone whispered in his ear.
He turned around to meet brown eyes, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Hey yourself." he muttered, about to turn away, he had a feeling the girl was someone inside, probably avoiding him, once again, for making her get late to school.
"Aw, what's a matter?" she pouted, hugging Soul's arm, "The bookworm already left to go home." she purred, blinking her eyes at him, "I have free period on our fourth block, and I was put to help the front office with some work, and I saw the bookworm ask the front desk if she could leave campus. Said something about having to go home early. Not feeling well, I think." she smiled up at him. "So how about we have some time to ourselves, eh, Soul?"
This time, he turned towards her, his smirk clearly visible to the girl.
She had short brown hair that was cut to a messy bob, she was wearing a v-neck long sleeve that showed more than what it was meant to. For some reason, he thought back to what Maka wore in the morning, a small smile spread through his lips, as he moved her away.
"Sorry, babe." he answered tiredly, "in case you haven't heard, I'm with the bookworm now, I mean, isn't that why you guys are passing that picture to everyone?" Soul saw the girl's eyes go wide before she smirked at him.
"We all know that's not going to last, Soul." she purred while wrapping her arms around his neck, "She's just gonna be some poor heartbroken girl who never knew the real side of you, until later. The only bad side of it, is that you won't get to have any fun anymore, for a while at least." she winked at him as she turned to walked away, leaving him alone as he started walking back to his place.
'I have a feeling she knows more of me than anyone else.' he thought bitterly, 'For a blind girl who is someone's next meal ticket to power, she sure is careless though. I thought I told her to stay put no matter what.' he let out a sigh as he walked inside his building. He searched the area for any sign of Maka, but didn't see anything.
"Hey, Maka." he waited for at least a response, going over to his room, "You here?" he opened the door, his eyes scanning his bedroom.
The bed was made, red sheets were neatly folded and placed on the bed properly, books were neatly stacked on his nightstand right next to a glass of water. He let out a small chuckle as he saw her clothes neatly folded inside the overnight bag, all his clothes were untouched now, as he turned to walk away, something on the nightstand grabbed his attention.
There was a picture in between one of the pages of the books, it was still neatly pressed, with some crinkled corners that weren't too big to obscure the picture. There were three people, smiling at each other. One looked like Maka, with green eyes just like her, she looked young, she had long wavy blonde hair, cascading down onto her back. She was smiling next someone that looked to be around her age, he had red hair that was tied up into a ponytail, his blue eyes were crinkled as if he was laughing, a smile on his face. They were both looking at a little girl, she had two pig-tails that were tied with red ribbons, she was wearing a pink jumper dress, and she had a band-aid on her cheek. She looked like she got into a fight, but her eyes were shinning as she was opening a present, the party hat on the top of her head, showed it was her birthday. They looked happy, as they smiled at the little girl in front of them.
A smile slowly formed on his face, as he saw the little girl on the picture, she still looked like her, but for a moment, Soul thought the women who was smiling next to the red haired man was Maka. He figured they were her parents, as he turned the photo over, there was a small cursive writting on the bottom left hand corner.
'Maka's 5th birthday, present: Alice in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass. Dec. 30th.'
He couldn't help but let out another chuckle, 'So she was a bookworm even when she was little, huh? Man, how uncool is that.' he let out a sigh as he placed the picture back inside the book.
He got up from his bed as he walked over towards the kitchen, there was a note on the table as he got closer.
'Soul, went out to get some things from my house. Be back in a bit.'
He placed the note back onto the table as he grabbed a cup of water, he leaned onto the counter, for a moment.
"Fuck, something's not right." he snapped, placing his cup onto the counter table, he grabbed his keys and walked out the door.
Maka's butt was getting tired, her wrist were hurting her even more and what ever it was that they gagged her with was beginning to hurt her jaw.
She tried screaming out for help, she even took matters into her own hands and tried bouncing her way towards a window or door. But when she almost fell on her back twice, and when her wrists, legs, and butt were hurting more now, she decided it was time to stop.
She let out another muffled breath, she couldn't believe that they would go to such lengths for something so idiotic as an assumption of her sleeping with Soul.
'Imagine what they would do, if we were actually dating!' she thought bitterly, she was already getting fed up being here, she didn't hear anyone come by the room, or much less around the History wing. 'What the hell did I do to deserve this? Oh wait, I supposably slept with Soul.' she let out another muffled sigh, 'To think he supposably did this to help me out with all the bullying, but I think he just did it so he can see me suffer. Clearly it was to see me suffer, if not, I wouldn't be here. It's obvious that the heavens aren't in my favor at all.'
She strained her ears to see if there was anyone walking around outside, to her luck, footsteps were close by. She started hopping on the chair, in hopes to get their attention. She stopped to hear if it worked, but suddenly felt something slimy trickle down her neck.
'Oh god, please tell me it's just a bucket of water being splashed on me, or anything else for that matter... just let it be something normal for once.' she didn't bother turning around, something told her that it wasn't what she hoped for.
"How sweeet, you'reeee alreeeady tieeed up for meeee to takeee. So kind of you, too. Eeeeveeen gaggeeeed, so you won't makeeee a sound."
Maka shivered, as she felt something slither around her neck.
She screamed into the rag, and began thrashing. She moved left to right trying to get out of it, before she knew what happened, she fell onto the floor. She was about to see if she could slip her legs through the chair's legs and free herself from it, when something wrapped around her neck, it was slimy as she was tossed across the room.
The chair broke when it hit the wall, shattering into pieces. Maka fell hard to the floor, pulling off the ropes that were tied on her wrists and legs. She reached out for the gag, only to feel the slimy thing grab her leg, tossing her towards another wall. This time, Maka landed on her feet, she pulled off the cloth that was preventing her from talking. Finally letting her jaw relax, she unconsciously rubbed her wrist, feeling the rope burns around them.
"Remind me later to thank you for getting me out of there." she muttered, "but as for the killing part, I have a tons of homework to do, and don't wish to die before I graduate high school and go to college." she was trying to feel for a window, but was surprised when she felt the door nob, thankfully it wasn't locked from inside.
When she heard the monster laugh, she froze in place, waiting for the right moment.
"Silly girl." it sneered, taking a step closer to her, "You sound too confideeent right now. But no oneee elseeee is heeereee, beeesides us. So no oneee can heeeear you screeeam."
Maka heard the beast laugh, sending shivers down her spine, she was busy, straining her ears for the perfect moment. She heard the thing growl lowly, taking steps towards her, she slowly turned the nob. When she heard the monster leap forward, she opened the door, slamming it hard. She heard the loud thud as the thing ran into. But she didn't stop to see if it did any damage. She had to run, she had a feeling hiding wouldn't work, but she had to give running away a try first. If all else failed, she could hide.
'Worse case senario, I die... and then it eats my soul and the world turns to chaos...' she mentally slapped herself for thinking the worst case scenario, still she needed to escape. 'What are the odd that I get tied up and given to some monster-like creature practically on a fucking silver platter?' she turned and ran down some stairs.
Maka was happy that she was in school, she knew the place pretty well, as she strained her ears to hear for any movement. She turned another corner, she was headed towards the main hall, when something grabbed her leg, wincing as she fell to the floor.
'I told you, no oneeee can heeear you screeeam. No oneee is heeeereee to saveeee you.' it sneered.
Maka felt herself flipped upside down, as she dangled in the air by whatever held her up. She took a moment to breath in, as she thought her plan over. The chances of the front door being open were slim. She should of tried going a different route, and going up the roof would be a suicide mission. She'd either get killed by the monster or fall to her death. The thought of entering the Library made her feel nauseous, she didn't want that place to be destroyed by the monster.
'Only place left is the Gym. They keep the back door open for those who want to use the pool for laps for our swim team.' she thought, letting out a breath of air, she coiled her hands into fist. She knew that she would have to act fast, but what she was worried was testing out the beast's reflexes without her seeing where he was at. Before she backed out, she went at it.
Maka twisted in it's grasp, throwing a kick at the monster's face, she knew she had him when she felt herself drop, she twisted to land on her feet, and she did the best thing she could. She ran.
Maka heard the beast chase after her, but after she made another turn, she heard nothing. Still, she didn't stop running, as she skidded to a stop. She opened the door inside the gym, at first there was silence, as she walked quietly through the place. It wasn't until the entered the pool room that she heard something.
"Who's there?" she asked, straining her ears.
"Who invited this bitch to the party?" she heard a guy shout.
She felt eyes on her, as she tried to think of a way to get them out of there, at first she didn't mind leaving them there for bait as she ran away. But her conscious wouldn't have it. She let out a sigh as she walked towards them.
"You guys need to leave. Now." she snapped at them. "It's dangerous here."
She heard the group laugh, when someone walked closer to her. "And how are you going to make us, bookworm?" his breath reeked of beer, but she knew the voice, she met him on the first day she met Soul. Seth.
"Look, I don't give a fuck what you guys are doing, but you guys need to get the fuck out of here now!" she was straining her ears to hear of any sign of the monster. "Or you guys might be in danger."
No one said a word, as Maka shrieked when someone grabbed her by the waist. Lifting her up in the air.
"You guys here that, 'we might be in danger' the bookworm said." another guy laughed, as he got closer to Maka. "Why don't we have a little fun with the bookworm, seeing as he isn't here."
Maka felt herself moving as she was still being carried over the shoulders of some guy. "Yeah. Who knows, maybe she'll like what we teach her.." another one trailed off.
Maka regretted ever trying to save these guys, by the sound of it, it only sounded like there was 3 or 4 guys near her. Still, she had enough of their messing around. If they weren't going to run, she was. She let out a sigh as she kicked the guy holding her. She felt her leg hit his stomach as he dropped her to the floor.
She got up and was about to run when someone grabbed her by the neck and pushed her to the wall. Maka was having some trouble breathing as his grasp was getting tighter. "Soul's not here to save you this time, bitch." he sneered, his face getting closer to her face. "How about we finish off where we left off last time."
She didn't give it a second thought, she kicked Seth hard in the groin, as she heard him groan and fall to the floor. She was about to move away, when he grabbed her by the leg, causing her to fall hard onto the floor.
"Teach the bitch a lesson. Tie her hands and feet and throw her inside the pool." Seth shouted.
Maka kicked him in the face now, but his grasp on her left leg wouldn't budge. He was holding her tight. She felt someone grab her hands as something silky was wrapped around her wrists, again. Another guy was laughing as she felt something being wrapped around her legs.
"What the fuck are you guys doing!" she shouted, she threw a punch at a guy, feeling his face collide with her fist.
"Damn, who knew the bookworm could fight like this." one of the guys laughed, as he tied an unfamiliar object around Maka's legs.
Maka felt herself being lifted up, she was still thrashing and kicking, she even went as far as to bite whoever was closer to her. But none of it worked, they were all too intoxicated to even feel it.
Suddenly she was in water, her whole body froze up as it was being submerged in water. Before she landed she heard something break open the doors to the gym.
'Dammit! Fucking morons better run!' she thought, trying to get out of her restraints. She was surprised that the ones around her wrists were pretty easy to breakthrough from. As she swam up to get air, she took in another breath, hoping that the beast still didn't see her. She dove down, feeling her way on how to get her feet free now. To her luck, they used a tie, and it was pretty easy to take off once her hands were free to use. 'Free!' she thought, swimming up for air now, trying to get out.
Before she had a chance to get a big breath of air, she felt something wrap around her neck, lifting her out of the pool and tossing her towards one of the walls. She landed hard, gasping for air as she tried to stand up. She strained her ears for any sound of the guys that were there, but she heard none of them. She prayed they were able to escape, but something inside her told her otherwise. Shivers ran through her spine as she feared she was the cause of their deaths.
'Seeeeems you wanteeed to giveee meeee someeeething eeelseee to eeeat as weeell. A pity theeey won't fill meee up, girl. You'reee soul's the oneee I want.' it gave off a chilling laugh, confirming Maka's fear that they didn't run away or survive.
She was feeling for something behind her, relieved to feel one of the pool cleaners hanging behind her. She gripped it hard, hearing the monster lick it's lips. Maka got ready to defend herself. She learned the hard way that the only way to make it, is to fight. She had to kill this monster in order to live another day. She took in a breath, hearing the monster run towards her. Maka gripped the stick, lifting it up from the hooks, and swung it.
A loud smack was heard, as she felt the monster being hurled across the room. She was surprised at how the result was, but quickly got ready for the next attack, hearing the monster come at her, she suddenly had to squint her eyes.
The red orb was in front of her again, and it was getting closer and closer. She knew it was the monster, it happened once when she fought Justin, so she knew that red meant bad. She gripped the handle of the pool cleaner tighter. She let out a breath as she felt the monster attack, quickly she jumped out of the way. Skidding to a stop as she heard it chuckle, her grip on the handle didn't let out, she was afraid she was going to break it, but was lucky it was made out of steal instead of wood.
Suddenly the monster came at her again, she jumped out of the way, avoiding an attack close to her, she didn't know how she could see the red orb, or know the monster's attacks but she figured she would have to ask Soul about it later. She jumped again, doing a back flip as she felt it's hand come straight at her, with the handle she attacked, using the end of it, she stabbed the monster's hand. Hearing it howl in pain, Maka pulled the stick off the monster's bleeding hand, jumping out of the way as it swung it's other hand at her.
She was trying not to slip on any water that dripped onto the floor from her clothes. Her body wouldn't stop shivering, but she wanted to believe it was due to being dumped into the pool. She didn't want to admit she was afraid, she was going down with a fight. It was either her or the monster, and she decided she had more to live for than it did. Taking a step back, she tripped on something on the floor. Looking at it, she saw that there was a white orb in front of her, but it felt... lifeless. Unconsiously reaching out her hand to grab it, an image flashed inside her head, it was Seth. His yellow eyes were hollow, reflecting her drenched body right at her. Blood pooled around him, and she was sitting on some of it. She moved her hand to the floor, feeling something wet and warm around her. Maka's mind went blank, she was trying hard not to scream, her stomach lurching as she tried to keep down any food she had in there.
She felt a tear roll down her cheek as she heard the culprit of the lifeless body laugh. "His wasn't as tasty as yours will beee, but thank you for theeee meeeal."
Maka glared at the monster, her strength coming back to her, she got up, her hands gripping the handle tighter, she mentally apologized to Seth, though she didn't like the guy, she never wished death on anyone, even him.
"You talk too much, you piece of shit." she shouted, running towards the monster, she knew when it was going to attack her, she jumped out of the way, using the stick to help her balance, Maka spun it, lifting it up into the air, she swung it down, hitting the monster straight in the face. She made sure that wasn't all it got. She did a sideways kick, throwing it across the room. Landing on her feet, she strained her ears to hear the beast, she tightened her hold on her only weapon, praying that it wouldn't let out any time soon. Getting into position, she waited to hear the monster come at her, the red orb moved slowly, getting up from where she threw it.
It gave out a shriek, running towards Maka, she waited, hands ready, she was determined to kill the thing. She didn't want it to live, to go and murder any more people, she had to kill it, no matter what. She was about to swing at it, when she was tossed to the wall hard.
"You moron!" she turned towards the voice, "What part of 'alive' don't you get, are you trying to kill yourself!" Soul shouted at her.
Maka couldn't help but smirk at him, "Oh you know me, always the adventurer. I live on these kinds of things." she answered sarcastically, "Just what the hell do you think I've been doing you jerk. I wasn't having tea with that monster you know!" she snapped at him. She wasn't admitting it, but deep down Maka was happy Soul was here. She had no clue if she was able to beat that thing, and all the while she prayed that Soul would appear to help her. She slumped to the floor, her legs finally giving out as she gripped the handle tighter, hoping that Soul wouldn't get harmed like the others.
"Yeah, yeah." he replied, "Just stay were you're at, and make sure not to go do something reckless. After all, 'you live on these things', don't you?" he heard her chuckle lightly as he walked towards the monster.
It wasn't a big one, twice his size, but he was shocked it was pretty beaten up. It's hand was wounded, as he lifted an eyebrow towards Maka's direction. She had a pool rake held in her hand, the end of it was covered in blood, he wasn't surprised the girl fought back. He turned back towards the monster, it's tongue was long, as it reached the floor, it's black eyes were carved inside it's eyes, almost looking hollow. It's rounded face looked like a basketball to Soul, as it's long twisted arms were almost the size of it's tongue. He didn't bother looking at the rest, he saw blood on it's claws, hands, and mouth; knowing full well that they weren't Maka's, then they must of been the bodies lying around the pool. A total of 2 dead guys, the other one was unconscious, but was losing enough blood to already be dead.
Soul let out a sigh, extending his hand as his scythe appeared. "I see you were busy." he said, starring at the beast, "couldn't feed that hunger of yours with just two measly souls huh?" he grabbed his scythe, getting ready to kill the beast.
The beast laughed, it's empty eyes looking at Soul, 'Onceee I eeeat that girl's souls, and yours as well, Deeeath Scytheee... theeen maybeee I might not go afteeer theee reeest of theeeseee studeeents heeereee in school. Theeey all look so patheeetic, beeegging to be killeed.'
The monster leaped towards him, it's hands extended ready to kill Soul as it's tongue dangled in the air.
"Che, how uncool, you'll be easy." Soul muttered, jumping into the air and swinging his scythe. In one quick movement, he sliced the thing in half. Blood pooling out of it's wound, it landed on to the pool, drenching the water to a crimson cooler. In one quick flash the monster was gone as it's soul hung in the air. It floated towards Soul, as he grabbed it and opened his mouth, swallowing the thing whole. Turning towards Maka he saw that she was still clenching the pool rake tight, her knuckles turning white. "You can let it go now, Maka. It's dead." he calmly stated, walking towards her.
"You-you're orb... it's... it's big." she whispered, her eyes wide as she stared at him, "You... you ate that thing, didn't you... it went inside you, and disappeared. But, then... what are you?" she asked her eyes trying to scrutinize the guy.
Soul let out a sigh, as he turned to see the damaged cost, the school was almost in ruins and if it wasn't for a shattered window and some claw marking on the floor, he wouldn't of ran over here. He went to check on the other people, two of them were dead. He turned to face one of the lifeless bodies and let out a sigh, it was Seth Wornwood, he was a jerk in school and was usually getting into fights. He stopped him once, when he was going to beat Maka to death. He had a deep wound across his chest, blood pooled out of it, as he saw bone in some parts. The monster got a good chunk of the guy, if the hit didn't kill him, then the loss of blood did.
He quietly got up, as he walked towards the next body, it was thrown across the room, his back was facing the wall as his body slumped down, a deep wound across his face, neck, and chest. He looked worse, as Soul wasn't even able to tell who he was. The monster took half his face with one swing, a deep cut across it's neck. Soul knew he died from blood loss when he was cut on the neck. It was too deep for him to survive. He turned towards Maka, her hands were still trembling as her eyes followed him. He was surprised she could sense him, let alone see his soul as well.
Letting out another sigh, he walked towards the next body, he was close to the one he just checked. Checking his face, he saw he was still alive. His breathing was shallow as blood was surrounding him, his wounds didn't look as deep as the other ones, but they did look bad. He quickly got his phone, dialing "8" he waited for Kidd to answer.
"It's me," Soul said, before Kidd got a chance to greet him, "we got a problem, two are dead and one of them in seriously injured. We're going to need a clean up crew fast."
"I see," Kidd replied, his voice sounding strained, "and Maka? Is she okay?"
Soul turned to eye the girl, she finally let go of the pool rake, but her eyes still stayed on him, "She's alive and unharmed, except for some small scratches here and there, she put up a pretty good fight with the monster. Surprised me too, she has the ability to use Soul Perception. So that might of helped."
"She does?" Kidd sounded surprised, "I see, well then, I'll have Patty and Lizz over there with Nygus to check the wounded. I'll inform my father about the rest. Make sure to get out of there before we call the cops."
"Yeah, got it." Soul muttered, closing the phone. He didn't want to leave the poor guy alone, but he knew Patty and Lizz would be here in no time. Getting up, he walked towards Maka, extending his hand towards her. "We need to go." he told her, his eyes scanning hers for any sign of fear.
To his surprise, Maka wasn't scared, her eyes were showing something else... curiosity as she looked at him, taking his hand she got up.
"Why are you wet?" he asked her as he got a better look at her. Her hair was clinging to her face, as her clothes were still dripping with water and clinging to her very nicely. He saw her jeans were covered with blood, and mentally cursed. There was no way he would be able to walk around the streets with her the way she was dressed now.
"Oh, you know." she shrugged still staring at him, "I decided to take a dip in the pool for a bit, because it's sooo hot outside. But to make things even better, I decided to ask those fine gentlemen over there to tie my hands and feet just for a few kicks, you know me. Always wanting to try adventurous things." she answered sarcastically, turning around and walking towards the door.
Soul had to grab her by the waist, pulling her towards the "Lost and Found" section, he was surprised she didn't squirm as he practically dragged her over there.
"And where are we going?" she asked, her head turning to see him.
"Lost and Found, need to change your clothes before you get sick, again... or have other people stopping and asking why you have blood on your jeans." Now Maka started squirming as she tried desperately to escape his grasp.
"There's no way in hell that I'm going to change!" She shouted, her lips already forming a pout, "Usually the clothes in the Lost and Found is clothes that people found when someone was having sex and left it there by accident." she was already trying to twist herself out of his grasp.
"Not a chance, it's too risky. Besides, not all the clothes there is found only for that..." he smirked, as they reached the room he was looking for. He dragged Maka inside, locking the door behind him, to prevent her from running away. He finally let go of Maka as he searched for something for her to wear. He was shocked that she was right, most of the clothes there were a little bit to revealing for her taste. He was about to give up, when he found a simple white button down shirt, handing it over to her, she reluctantly grabbed it. "Change behind the curtain there, don't worry, I won't peak." he assured her.
She eyed him carefully, feeling her way towards the curtain he told her. She quickly changed her shirt, as she tossed her drenched sweater and shirt onto the ground.
Soul was amazed of all the clothes that were there, he was about to make her wear a skirt that was there, but saw some black skinny jeans instead. He didn't want to know what they were doing there, as he grabbed them and tossed them over the curtain. "Put those on. It's either that or a mini skirt. Take your pick." he smirked as he pictured her blushing.
"Th-this! I'll wear this." she shouted at him, her pants fell onto the floor, as she kicked them towards where her sweater and shirt were at. "I'm coming out now." she muttered, taking a step away from the curtain as she slipped her drenched shoes on.
Shocked was an understatement, Soul was mesmerized as he saw the girl. The white button down shirt looked nice on her, as it hugged her nicely around her curves. She made sure to button it all the way to the top, leaving only the one around her neck unbutton. The shirt reached a little above her thighs, showing the curves of her butt. Her long legs fit nicely inside the skinny jeans, making it look as if she was wearing leggings instead. Her long hair was almost completely dry as it curled around her.
"Can we go now?" Maka asked, looking around rather nervously.
Soul only nodded, grabbing her hand and pulling her towards the hall, her drenched clothing in a bag already. "What size of shoe's do you wear, anyways?" he asked.
Maka raised an eyebrow, "What, they even have shoes? What's next? Underwear and a bra?"
Soul couldn't help but laugh, his grip on her hand tightening, "Just answer the question." he muttered.
Maka was about to remove her hand, but Soul's hand was warming hers, at least that's what she told herself. "Size 5 1/2" she mumbled, turning away from Soul's eyes.
Soul was about to say something, when he heard his phone ring.
"What's up?" he answered automatically.
"It's Kidd. Lizz and Patty are already there. Nygus already took care of the boy. We need you to get out of there already. So we can start preparing everything for when we call the cops."
"Got it" Soul muttered, "how does it look?" he glanced at Maka, who seemed to be looking down onto the ground, her hand tightening on Soul's.
"Not good, it looks like it's going to be hard to cover up some of it, but as for the survivor, it looks like he might make it. He lost too much blood. But from Lizz told me, the other ones were worse. We're lucky one survived. Maka must of distracted the beast before it killed him. He's going into surgery right now. Stein's looking into him, once he's recovered, we'll erase his memories of the fight, and make sure he doesn't recall a thing about it." Kidd paused for a moment, his voice was low now, "How is she? If she has Soul Perception then I have a feeling she knows their dead."
Soul turned to eye the girl one more time, they were already walking outside, as he shrugged off his jacket, handing it over to her. "Wear this, it's cold." he told her, she quietly took it, putting it on, and taking his hand once again.
"Thank you." she whispered, eyeing the ground once again.
"I'll get back to you on that." Soul answered him, he was still eyeing the girl, as they walked together towards his place.
"Alright then. I'll let you know if anything happens over here. I'll make sure to keep you update." before Soul was able to answer him back, Kidd already hung up the line.
Soul slipped his phone back inside his pocket, he turned towards Maka who was still staring at the ground. "I have to make a quick stop right now, do you mind waiting for a bit outside?"
Maka only nodded, as she followed Soul. She was scared to talk, scared to say anything as she tried to take it all in. Suddenly, her hand felt cold, as she realized that Soul was already walking inside a store. She leaned back on the window, eyeing the sky. 'Why me?' she thought, bitting her lip, 'If it wanted me... then why kill them? Why not let them run away, escape? Why kill them and then try to kill me?' she was trying hard not to scream. She felt guilty for their deaths. She kept trying to tell herself that she warned them, but still her guilt would come creeping back, nagging at her that it was still her fault. She wasn't going to lie, she didn't like them, especially Seth, but she still felt guilty for leading the monster towards their death. 'If I knew they were there... I wouldn't of lead it over there.' she let lout another sigh, she was about to slump to the ground when she heard the door open.
"Here, put these on." he muttered, handing her a bag.
Maka didn't bother saying anything, she was worried she'd start screaming if she did. Grabbing the bag, Maka did what he told her to do, she reached inside it, feeling shoes and socks.
"Their flat boots, but they'll keep your feet warm for now, there's socks in there too." he muttered, turning away from the girl.
Maka's eyes widened as she stared at him in shock. She quietly sat on the ground, taking off her shoes and socks, she slipped in her new ones. They were warm and comfortable, as she stood up and slipped her wet shoes and socks inside the bag. She turned towards Soul, smiling faintly at him as she grabbed his hand, she didn't know why she wanted to hold his hand. But it was the only thing that was keeping her calm. The only thing reminding her that it wasn't entirely her fault.
Soul smiled at her, squeezing her hand, he pulled her towards his place, the rest of the walk was quiet, both of them contemplating on what to say.
Maka let out another sigh, as she tried to get comfortable for the millionth time. After she flipped over once more, she gave up. Letting out a groan, she took off her headphones and walked carefully towards the door. She was straining her ears to hear for any sign of Soul, but only the sound of the clock ticking away was heard.
Quietly, she opened the door, feeling her way towards the kitchen for a glass of water.
They both went straight to bed when they got home. Maka wasn't really in the mood to eat as Soul sat down on the sofa. Her mind was too preoccupied as thought after thought went through her head.
Maka poured herself water, she walked towards the table as she sat down, the whole place was pitch dark so her eyesight didn't improve at all. But it did help her out a bit now that she knew where everything was. She took some sips as she tried to organize her brain. The image of Soul's orb appeared inside her mind, the red orb that was now floating towards him. 'He ate it...' she thought, taking another small sip from her cup. She let out a sigh as she took another sip, trying to understand what she could on her own.
"What are you doing up so early?" Soul whispered, his arms were wrapped around her, as he nuzzled his face in her neck.
Maka only took another sip from her cup, she was getting used to him creeping up from nowhere and hugging her already. She let out a breath as she placed her cup on the table. "How... how is he?" she whispered.
Soul eyed the petite blonde carefully, as he let her go. He let out a sigh, taking the seat next to her. "He's recovering now. He'll be healed in a week, and after that he wont remember a thing about the attack."
This time, Maka turned towards him, her emerald eyes were wide, "And what will he remember?" she asked him, her voice getting a little bit louder than a whisper now.
Soul was trying to find the words to tell her carefully, he didn't want her to hurl a book at him or anything. "He'll remember his friends and him at the pool, drinking... the next thing he'll know is that someone came out and attacked them, a serial killer or something like that, and he escaped. Someone found him on the street, and called the hospital, he was the only one left."
Maka eyed him for a moment. She finally let out a sigh as she closed her eyes, she grabbed her cup and took another sip, taking in the information. "And the school?" she asked, placing her cup back down on the table.
"It's made to look like a break in. From the killer." Soul stated, his eyes never leaving the girl.
Maka was about to say something, but decided not to. Grabbing her cup, she took another small sip from it, trying to clear her head. She finally took a breath as she placed the cup back down, her hands never leaving the cup's side. "Wa-was it... my fault?" she asked, bitting her lower lip.
Soul couldn't help but feel sorry for the girl, she barely found out some information about her soul, and out of nowhere is attacked by one of the corrupted souls he told her about. But instead of blaming the monster for the guys' death, she was asking if the blame was on her. "No." he stated, his eyes never leaving hers.
"But, but I led the monster towards them. I practically told it to eat them instead." she was almost shouting now, her hands reaching out for the cup, she was about to drink some when she decided not to, placing the cup back where it was.
"Did you tell them to run?" he asked, he was debating about reaching out and hugging the poor blonde.
"Yes!" she shouted, she was about to say something else, but let out a sigh instead. Taking another sip from her cup, she placed it back down, "Yes." she whispered now, regaining her composure, "But, but they didn't listen to me. They just laughed. And for that one moment I thought, 'fine, let it eat them. Let it kill them and not me' but when I thought that, I felt sick to my stomach. I wanted to slap myself for even thinking it, I was willing to leave them there, let them die so I could... run away."
Soul let out a sigh, he slowly got up from his seat, grabbing Maka's hand he pulled her towards his room. "You warned them, that's all that mattered. You told them to run away, you told them of the dangers there. But they thought other wise. How were you suppose to persuade them if they were on drugs?" he looked back at the girl, his words reassuring her a little as he sat her back down on his bed. "You need sleep. I doubt school will be open in the morning today, considering the mess. After that it's the weekend. So things should help and clear out a bit."
Maka let out another sigh, she was feeling a little bit dizzy from the whole thing and decided to follow up on Soul's advice. She meekly nodded, laying down in bed, she pulled the covers up. She didn't know how long it took her to go to sleep, but the moment her head hit the pillow she was out.
Soul let out another sigh, he was about to get up when he realized Maka was still holding on to his hand. He tried pulling it away, but she held on tighter when he did. 'Heh, so this is how she feels when I use her as a body pillow.' he thought, a small chuckle coming out from his lips. 'Man, guess I have no choice.' he smirked, laying down next to Maka. He was about to go to sleep when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He silently cursed at who ever it was calling or texting him so early or late at night.
He opened his phone, the screen showing only some small black letters, still Soul reread them over and over.
It was a text message from Kidd, reading "Father wants you and Maka over here tomorrow before midnight. He'll explain everything when you two arrive. -Kidd"
Soul closed the phone, groaning as he turned towards Maka, he figured he might as well soak in this peace and quiet now. When morning came, he would have no clue how Maka would react when he told her the news.
Tomorrow she was to meet Death, and he was to take her there.
Phew! The longest chapter I've ever written, but for some reason, I got my muse going on full drive! :)
My kid's birthday party went great, and they loved their cake and presents. And to top it off, Halloween was yesterday! Took my kids out to Trick-or-Treat and they loved it... they won't share their candies with me, but as their mom, I get to have the final say! ;) Bwuahaha! I'm risking my teeth instead of theirs. It's a good thing. :)
Sorry it took a while to update, I had a lot of going on at the moment. But, my kid's birthday is once a year, my favorite Holiday only passes- sadly- once a year too, and I don't have much of a life, other than taking care of my kids... sooooo, I'll be updating soon! If you want to be updated as to when I'll be posting up the next chapter, then check my profile, I keep the information there. :)
Tell me what you think! I'm grateful to all those who reviewed! :) your opinions and thoughts are very much appreciated! *.* it's like the third best thing from getting candy from strangers and getting hugs from my kids.
If you don't review then I will hunt down your imaginary squirrel, my lil' monsters (yes, my kids) need a new friend to play with! :P
-KiddieXx