Camirules: Here's the second chapter, please review

Patty: Why do you want reviews so much, what's so great about reviews? If you want something great, you should get a giraffe!

Camirules sighs: Just please review

"Can I see the note Soul left for you again?" Kidd requested.

"Sure." Maka replied, taking the note out of her pocket, unfolding it, and gently tossing it to Kidd.

"He didn't even capitalize any of the letters, not even your name!" He started. "And look at the design on the note, its not symetrical at all!"

"That's what you notice Kidd, really?" Liz asked.

"I'm sorry he has horrible grammar and a bad taste in note paper?" Kidd questioned back, resulting in the rest of the group rolling their eyes.

Their day went by very quickly, just like any other day. Before they even knew it, it was already time to head home from classes.

"Hey Maka," Liz called out. "You wouldn't happen to need a ride home, would ya?"

"Nah, it's okay," She grinned. "I'll walk. It's nice out anyways."

"Are you sure 'bout that, Maka? It'll take you twenty minutes at least to get there." Patty pointed out.

Maka looked up at her friends and smiled. "I was thinking about stopping at a bookstore anyways."

"Alright, alright. We give in. It's clear that your going to walk whether we like it or not." Kid sighed overdramatically, making Maka smile again.

"Thank you for worrying about me so much guys, but I'll be fine," She paused as her gaze drifted towards the ground. She managed to shift around a few pebbles before finishing. "I promise."

-

"So I can't come over after all, Kairi?" Soul asked his girl friend over the phone, while he sat outside of the school.

"My parent's decided to leave my younger brother with me. I'm sorry Soul, I didn't know they would do this."

Soul sighed and was about to reply until he thought then heard another voice in the background.

"Who are you talking too, Kairi?" The voice huffed. Soul was certain it wasn't her brother, it sounded awfully like Kenji, the person he hated the most in the world. Kenji and him have been going at each other ever since Soul became a death scythe, and this was probably the seventh time he stole Soul's girlfriend. Though with all honesty, Soul didn't really mind that Kairi and him were over, he just cares that Kenji was the reason why he cant be a relationship for longer than a week. He hasn't even been dating Kairi for a week, its only been about five days. The thought only ticked him off more. He growled and decided to head back to his apartment a thought came into mind about his meister.

"Maka's sure going to be surprised that I'm staying home tonight." He whispered out loud, it made him smile and he had to suppress a chuckle. "I hardly have anytime to spend with her anymore." Although he would never admit it, he missed his bookworm of a meister very much.

Soul arrived shortly after. He parked his motorcycle and rushed up to the door, which happened to be locked. He knocked on the door, wondering if Maka was home and would save him the trouble of having to go through his bag to look for his keys. He waited for a few more moments before sighing and giving in. He started to rummage through his bag while he wondered what Maka was doing. He found his key, unlocked the door, and stepped in. Closing the door behind him and locking it back up before slouching on the couch to pull his heavy boots off slowly. He looked around the apartment, starting to feel a little nostalgic.

He noticed the apartment was really quiet. Hadn't Maka heard him come in at all? Maybe she was too engrossed in a book or was studying for some test he happened to forget about. He poundered to himself, as he got up and headed towards her room. He stared at the door for a few seconds, then slowly brought his hand up and tapped it a few times. When he got no reply, he lowered his hand onto the doorknob and turned it.

"Maka?" Soul called as he curiously opened the door, only to find she wasn't in here regular spot on her bed. "Guess she's out.."

He walked into the kitchen, grabbed the carton of milk from the fridge, and started to head towards the living room to watch a bit of television. A couple hours passed and it was getting dark out, but Maka still wasn't home yet, and Soul was getting worried. Maka couldn't do much without her weapon, he should be with her, where ever she is, now.

He finally thought to call Black*Star and Tsubaki to see if she was just sleeping over there, and his worrying had been for nothing.

"She should have left a note or something," He snorted while he looked for the phone number. "But, she thinks I'm staying out tonight, so it probably would have been pointless.. but still.." Soul stumbled upon Black*Stars' and Tsubakis' phone number, and started to dial the number in, having forgotten his old train of thoughts, too curious to figure out where Maka was.

"Hey Maka, do you need something?" A feminine voice asked from the other line.

"Hey, Tsubaki. It's Soul." The female went silent for a moment, before he heard her call for Black*Star. "You guys still there?" Soul muttered.

"Uhm, Yeah. Sorry for the wait it's just tha-" Tsubaki got cut off from her sentence as the phone was not-so-gently pulled from her grip. "The great Black*Star is here!" Was hollered into the phone, Soul rolled his eyes.

"Still the same old Black*Star." Tsubaki couldn't help but giggle at Souls' remark. She quickly pulled the phone back from Black*Star.

"Soul, what are you doing at home? I thought you were going out with your girlfriend.." Tsubaki trailed off, Soul could have sworn he heard Black*Star in the background yelling something.

"Ah, we broke up." Souls' answer was partially the truth.

Tsubaki gasped. "Oh, I'm sorry Soul! I really shouldn't have asked."

"Nah," He replied halfheartedly. "It's not really that big of a deal."

"Oh.. okay." It went silent for a moment before she remebered something. "Oh yeah! You must have called for a reason. Do you neeed help with something, Soul?"

"Well, I was going to ask if Maka was with you guys because she's not here, but since you thought I was Maka when you picked up, I'm assuming she's not?" He murmured.

"You're right.. She's not here. Though, she should be home by now, Black*Star and Kidd made a big deal about her not being home later then ten, so she wouldn't run into anyone dangerous and end up getting hurt."

"Really?" Soul asked, almost surprised. Kidd worrying about anything was pretty normal, but Black*Star doesn't really pay much mind about things like these.

"Yeah, you're lucky you weren't there, I thought they were never going to stop arguing about it."

"So do you have any clue of where Maka could be?" Soul continued his questioning, noticing he wasn't getting very far in his search for his meister.

"Sorry, I wish I could say yes, but I really cant." Tsubaki replied, frustrated.

"Would you happen to have Kidds' number with you?"

"Oh, I do. Let me get it for you." Tsubaki told Soul Kid's number and bid him farewell so he could call Kidd.

Soul easily dialed Kidds' number into his own cellphone this time so he wouldn't be mistaken for Maka a second time.

Kidd picked up his phone quickly. "Who are you and whatever you want, your not going to get it."

"Relax Kidd, it's only me."

"Oh, Soul.. What do you want?" Soul rolled his eyes for the nth time that day.

"Is Maka there?"

"No, Why? Isn't she at your house with you?"

"No– Wait, how'd you know I was at our apartment?" Soul demanded, slightly startled by Kidds knowledge.

"I saw you riding your motocycle in that direction while I was out." He countered.

"Ahh.." Soul breathed. He then heard Patty in the background.

"Who you talking to, Kiddo?" She posed.

"No one." He hissed.

"That means someone!" Patty exclaimed, snatching the phone out of Kidds hands. "So, who are you?" She asked into the phone.

"It's Soul."

"Hi Soul."

"Can I talk to Kid?"

"No, he's busy fixing the toilet toilet paper!" She laughed, and Soul muttered.

"Is Maka there?"

"No, is that all?" Patty inquired, but Soul had already hung up.

"Where could she be?" Soul thought to himself. He was about to go out to look when he heard the door creak open. Soul jumped up from the couch startled by the noise.

"Soul, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be with your girlfriend right now?" Maka asked closing and relocking the door behind her.

"Maka… Where the hell have you been?" Soul howled, Maka took a small step back, startled by his outburst.

"I'm going to bed." Maka whispered, and she tried to calm down her racing heart, she was about to go into her room but Soul grabbed her wrist

"Where were you Maka?" He interrogated, not letting her get out of this one easily. Silence was the only reply he received from Maka. She didn't even look up at him, she seemed more interested in the carpet below them.

"Maka you had me really worried about you!"

"How do You think I feel When you go out every night, Soul! This is nothing compared to how late you stay out!" Maka shouted, tears starting to building up in her eyes. ONly seconds later, she started speaking again. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have yelled." Maka croaked right before she snatched her arm from Souls' grip, then ran to her room tears streaming down her face.

"Maka.." Soul wasn't able to finish his sentence outloud. She didn't even cross his mind when he decided to stay out. He did think about her from time to time, but seeing her like this really made him think about things more, though his mind was still hooked on wondering why she was out so late.