"Maka?" I spoke with a bare whisper. It can't be her. It was not possible. I was about to rush over to her when she turned around. She raised her eyebrow and cleared her throat when she saw me.
"Maka Albarn. Special Force AAA Single Squad. Scythe specialist. It's been a while, Soul. It took some time, but I'm back."
I took a deep breath.
She's here. She's really here, but we are in the middle of a battlefield. Oh Screw that…
I embraced her. I held onto her as though she would disappear again. She responded to my embrace with warmth that made me reminisce. The way she turn her head just so that she nuzzles my neck. The way she snaked her arms around my waist. The way she clenched my shirt to get deeper into the embrace. The way her lips pressed against my neck and the way that made my heart race. I let go of her so that I can cup her face and truly look at her. There are new cuts on her face, barely noticeable by anyone else. Her green eyes still looked spectacular and the specs of dried blood surrounding her eyes just reminded me that she is the same warrior princess that I loved over 300 years ago. I stared into those emerald pools hoping to restart the clock frozen by the news of her death. I stared at those gorgeous eyes and hoped that when she looked at mine, that it was the same for her. When her eyes soften, my heart melts and I can feel the familiarity of the moment, the moment that were 300 years overdue. But that time gap does not matter now that she is in my arms. It does not matter because… she did not change just as I did not.
"Maka?"
"Yes Soul?"
"How?"
"You didn't know? But Kid said that he delivered the message that I was ok, that I was in central, originally to recover from that Kishin attack. Then a witch attacked central hospital and put the campus in a time void. I managed to recover from my injuries and I was able to talk to Kid through the mirror. I thought… you knew. Soul, how long has it been? How long did it take for me to kill the witch?" There was desperation in her voice. She is looking into my pained eyes and she knew. She knew that she made me wait too long and that was all that mattered to her.
