Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater or Remembering Sunday by All Time Low

Forgive me, I'm trying to find my calling, I'm calling at night. I don't mean to be a bother, but have you seen this girl? She's been running through my dreams, and it's driving me crazy it seems.

Remembering Sunday by All Time Low

I woke up the next morning aching from the night on the couch and Maka sleeping on my arm again. That's when I realized that the ache wasn't that bad. Maka had gotten up at some point, which wasn't that surprising. It was Maka after all. I got up to see if she was in the kitchen. I called out her name, but there was no answer. I went searching for her. She wasn't there, so I checked her room. Not there either. The bathroom door was open so she wasn't in there. I checked anyway. Not there. The only place left was my room, but she wasn't there.

She must have gone out, but she usually left me a note. There was no note. Where could she have gone? I had a bad feeling about this. Maybe she just needed to take a walk to clear her head. Yeah, that had to be it. Nothing to be worried about. I went back to the couch and watched TV.

Hours went by and still no sign of Maka. I called Tsubaki and Liz, but they had no idea where she had run off to. I tried her cell more than twenty times, and still no answer. I had no idea where this girl was. I ran all the way to the library to see if she was there. Hell, I even went to the school to find out if there was an extra lesson she was taking for meisters only. She was nowhere to be found, and I was freaking out.

I was starting to think that she ran away because I told her I loved her. I would completely understand if she didn't really believe in love, not the romantic kind anyway. I wanted to make her feel it, though. I knew she did. She had to feel those butterflies too, right? I know she told me last night that she loved me too, but had that just been to spare my feelings while she tried to find a way out? I hoped not. I would be devastated.

I started running to the neighbors', knocking on their doors to see if they had seen her. None of them had. I was about to call the police when she came walking in the door. My jaw dropped, and I nearly ran up to her and hugged her until she couldn't breathe. I resisted. Instead, I simply said, "Where have you been? I thought you ran away."

She saw the horror of what I had felt all day, and she laughed. "Soul, I told you a week ago," she said, giggling again at the look of disbelief on my face. "I had a private meeting with Lord Death today. We were discussing our options with you and me now that you are a Death Scythe," she explained, a giant smile still plastered on her face. "It took a lot of debating, but we came out with a compromise. I will continue being your meister until one of the other Death Scythes becomes unable to continue with their duties."

I sputtered. "But, I went by the school today, no one was there." I hadn't checked the Death Room, only the few classrooms I knew that held those extra classes.

Maka just smiled again and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I would never leave you, Soul," she whispered in my ear. "You're all I've got."

I couldn't stop the goofy grin that had to be on my face now. I hugged her back. "Cool."