Hey guys, I'm really sorry I haven't updated recently I was visiting with my Grandparents. Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, followed, and favorited it really brightens my day to see that you guys actually like my story. As an apology this chapter will be longer than normal. Also, I forgot to mention it seems that my characters aren't really themselves. (I just write what comes to mind) So they're kind of OoC… That's enough from me, so without further ado here is chapter 3.
Deepest Darkest Secrets
Taking a calming breath I prepare myself to continue with my story. Picturing the scene in my mind I continue, "Crona was the name of the meister and his weapon was Ragnarok, the demon sword. There was something strange about these two, because it seemed that at times they were fighting against each other. Ragnarok would beat Crona if he didn't do exactly as the demon sword instructed." Pausing to take a breath I raise my focus from a spot on the floor and look at the boys around me. Looking into their eyes I saw every one of them was silently urging me to continue and so taking a deep breath I continued,
"Some people, like me, would assume that if the two didn't get along that they wouldn't be very much of a threat considering that Soul and I by this point could resonate our souls. That was the first error in my judgment, perhaps one of the most important ones. When our battle began I almost could not believe the way the two fought together, they were perfectly synchronized in all of their movements. It was almost all I could do to hold them back, when finally I saw an opening. When I had my chance I swung Soul around Crona's back in a stroke that was sure to cut him in half. But the blade wouldn't go through. Looking up I saw a few drops of blood hit the floor, but there was something wrong. His blood was black. He taunted me by saying 'Oh no, not with a stroke like that one." When I jumped away I realized his only weapon was not his sword. Because he shares a body with a weapon his blood is also a weapon that he was using almost as a shield. I was able to cut through his skin but then his blood hardened, so when I hit his blood vessels the blade stopped completely." I had a chance for a breather when I was questioned,
"So what you're saying is no matter how much you tried to cut him up he was only injured skin deep?" Kyoya pushed his glasses up his nose and they caught glare from the florescent lights.
He hit the nail on the head with that question. "That's exactly it Kyoya. No matter how hard I attacked I barely damaged him, so quickly I realized how out matched we were. Then he used a technique and Soul and I knew he had only been playing with us up to that point. 'Ragnarok, screaming resonance' those few words were all he needed. Suddenly a high-pitched noise seemed to vibrate the entire building. It sent wave after wave of shock throughout my body. If it weren't for Soul's voice telling me to block…" I trailed off thinking about what could have happened,
"If Soul hadn't have told me to guard I would probably have died right then and there. As soon as the demon sword hit Soul he began to scream again. The next thing I knew there was blood dripping from the blade… it was Soul's blood. Blocking the attack had injured him, but being the guy that he was he insisted he was fine and that I needed to keep going. He told me that he was my weapon and that he was always ready to die for his meister. At this point I didn't know what to do, I couldn't attack the black blood would protect Crona but I also couldn't defend because of the screaming resonance. With Crona advancing all I could do was dodge the attack and kick him. That angered him so he continued to attack; all I could do was back up and dodge every thrust of the sword. Soul was yelling for me to fight back but they were still using screaming resonance and I couldn't let him get hurt again. My only choice was to run away. We were on the inside of a church and my back suddenly hit the doors. I knew I had found an escape so I began to slam against them. That's when Crona started laughing; I wasn't really affected by it because he had talked to himself this entire time. He started talking to me, he said 'that's not going to work you know, you should start paying attention to the things other people say!' I gasped when I thought about what he had said. Then he repeated the line he had said this entire time, 'the doors here only open one way, they open inward' so much was rushing through my mind, we couldn't get out and Crona was advancing. Soul told me I had to guard but I knew that if I did he would die, so I was ready to sacrifice myself so that he could live. As the sword came down I was ready. Ready for the pain, for death if it meant that my partner could live. It seems I'm not the only one who thinks that way. When I felt the blood hit my face I opened my eyes, and there he was. Standing in front of me arms open wide he was cut diagonally across his chest. Blood was flying through the air and I realized I screwed up."
All eyes were on me I assumed in looks of pity, I didn't know because mine were stuck on the floor and full of tears. I was shaking trying to contain the sobs but still I continued,
"When we got him back to the hospital wing in Nevada he turned to me and said, 'Maka, I love you' I had no idea what to think. My partner and closest friend had just confessed his love to me. That's when he grabbed my hand and continued, 'I'll always be there to protect you because I love you. You are my partner and I would do anything for you.' These words had me jest about in tears so much was going through my mind I almost didn't notice his hand slip out of mine. That's when I heard a loud flat beep. The noise didn't stop so I looked for what machine could be making this noise. Because soul had just fallen asleep I didn't want to wake him, he looked so peaceful. When I looked at the heart rate monitor I collapsed, there was only one long green line. Turning to look at soul again I realized he was way too peaceful, he wasn't even breathing." At this point tears were rolling down my cheeks and I made no effort to stop them, but I had to finish my story,
"The doctors tried as hard as they could but nothing could bring him back. I attended his funeral one month ago today, it was held on the same day as his death. While I was there I could hear all the whispers around me, mostly just saying 'poor girl, it's really a shame' or 'you see her? That's the one he died saving' I went back to classes immediately but realized I couldn't walk down the halls without people I didn't even know coming up to me to comfort me. So, I decided to get away. I had heard good things about Ouran Academy so I applied here, and not only was I accepted but I was placed on a scholarship. That's the end of my little tale because it leads me to meet you all. I hope we become close friends."
With those last words I break down in tears, huge sobs rack my body and suddenly I am on my feet. Suddenly I feel compressed and opening my eyes every one of my new classmates has their arms around me and there are tears glistening in their eyes. Suddenly the comfortable silence is broken by the oldest of the class.
"Maka I'm so sorry!" Honey shouts out, "Do you want me to get you some cake? That always makes me feel better." I am released by seven pairs of arms so I turn towards Honey, "You know what Honey? That sounds fantastic." My tears have stopped and I know these next three years will be some of the most memorable of my life.
AN: I'm thinking this story might need a little romance… Nothing smutty! Just some cute fluff, what do you guys think? I was thinking the main couple would be Maka X pretty much any of them… but my personal faves now are Mori, Kyoya and who doesn't love the twins?! Hopefully I'll update soon and I'll try to make it a week maximum between updates but hey I'm a person who procrastinates. So let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions as always I am waiting to hear from you guys!