Katsumi: 'Sup, people? How's it going? I hope you liked my last chapter. Finally! It was about time to introduce Maka into it. Poor Maka! She's always on the verge of tears, now! What with her not wanting to crush Soul or Kid, that is. Well, things are about to get pretty interesting here! Oh, and this chapter is going to be pretty sad, and it's based on the song "You Don't Understand Me" by the Raconteurs. Check it out!
Chapter 5
Maka
"Hey, Maka!" says a voice in my ear I turn. A smile grows on my face. It's Kid. He rushes up to me and looks me right in the eye.
"So… The, er… Dance, you know. I was wondering if um, you would, er, go with me?" he asked.
"Of course I will!" I say, beaming at him. He smiles at me, relief on his face. He walks with me to class. I take his hand, and he blushes. We got to the classroom, and took our usual seats. I sat next to Soul, who was fully recovered.
"Oi, Maka. I wanted to know if you would go to the dance with me," he says, casually. I blush.
"Oh, Soul! Uh, someone already asked me out. I'm really, really, sorry! I had no idea that you would ask me! I, uh…" I'm at a loss for words. I had no idea the two of them would ask me. I blush a deeper red.
"Oh. That's fine," says Soul, surprising me.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yeah, really," he says, grinning at me. I smile back, noticing the pain in his eyes. I pretend not to, though. I continue looking at Stein for the lesson, but I never really heard it. I was too busy thinking about my twisted, confusing, love life.
It's tonight! Yes! The dance! I get into my dress, a simple, black one that rippled from the waist down to my knees and had no straps. Good thing I grew into at least a C- cup over the summer or the dress wouldn't have worked. I start to walk out the door, when I notice Soul behind me in his red and black suit.
"You look nice tonight," he says, a note of glee in his voice.
"Thanks. You do to!" I reply. I head out the door. There, I see Kid, in a handsome, completely black suit. He smiles at me, and I'm suddenly aware of a couple of strands straying from my long, newly wavy hair. He takes my hand, and we walk up to the school. An odd look comes over his face. Then he shakes his head, and smiles at me. I look at him questionably. I look away. It must've been my imagination. We reached the school. We walk in the doors, and sit down on the sides of the dance floor.
"Uh, Maka, I need to go to the bathroom. Be back in a minute," he says. I nod and smile at him. I waited about five minutes, when I decided to go check on him. I walked down the corridor, and saw two people making out. I turn my head away to give them. I peak my head into the boy's bathroom.
"Kid?" I call out. No answer. I walk back, passing the two people kissing, when I notice something about the boy. He had three white streaks going horizontally in his hair. No. This can't be happening. No!
"K-kid?" I call out. The boy turns his head, a dazed look on his face. Then he blinked and shook his head, and appeared like he didn't have the slightest idea of what was going on. He looks at the person he's holding, and lets go in disgust. His face is smeared with lipstick.
"Wh- what the…" he says, looking downward at the person on the ground, utterly disgusted. He turns toward me, a shocked expression on his face. Just then, the girl on the ground pulls him by his suit jacket down on the ground. The girl grabs his head, and smashes her face against hers. He was trying to push the girl away, but he didn't have any success. I unfroze.
"Maka… CHOP!" I scream. I hit the girl on top of the head, and she fell, a crumpled heap at my feet. Kid looks up at me, a grateful on his face. Then he noticed my tears. I ran.
"Maka, wait!" he calls after me. But instead of responding, I race away, faster. Then, without warning, I run straight into Soul. I hug him, and lift my head up. I hear Kid coming. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Kid, looking right at Soul and I. An evil thought forms in my head. I lean toward Soul, and kiss him on the lips. He kisses me back, sweetly. I hear the anguished cry of Kid, his body hitting the ground, him sobbing. I pull away, and say something I will regret in the future, loud enough so Kid could hear.
"I love you, Soul." I pull away from his grasp, and turn to walk toward Kid. He is in shock. Then tears brim in his eyes. All the lipstick is gone. He looks at me, like I just said the cruelest, most hateful and hurtful word that I could think of. Which I did. He gets up slowly, and then turns and walks away. He's trembling from head to foot.
Katsumi: Heyyy! How'd you all like it? Sad ending though! I didn't really have a good ending point, but this was close enough. Sorry I would've added this line if it was in third person, ahem: "No one heard a small voice saying: Pum-Pumpkin- Pumpkin!". I hope you people figure out what that meant! I say it again: Poor Maka! And, poor Kid! Will they ever love each other again? I hope so. Well, you'll have to find out next time! Katsumi, out.