"Maka! Let go of my hair!... No, Maka, don't cover my eyes!" He was piggybacking her up the stairs to Black Star and Tsubaki's apartment.
"Haha! Soul! Sooooouuuuul!"
"Shh, Maka, they're probably asleep!" he opened the door and stepped in quietly. He plonked her onto the couch before going into the kitchen "I'm making you some coffee" He stood and watched the boiling kettle.
"Soul" he heard her whisper.
He turned around. She had moved from the sofa and was now standing in the doorway of the kitchen.
"Maka, go sit on the couch"
She walked towards him
"Maka, please, sit down"
She grabbed his collar and kissed him. It took all his might but he pushed her off of him. "Maka!"
"Shh, Soul" she tried to kiss him again
"No, Maka, you're getting married, remember?" each word that escaped his lips was like a dagger through the heart "Tristan? Your fiancé"
"Tristan?" she stopped, she looked like she was sobering up "Tristan, what have I done?"
"Maka, just sit down, you haven't done anything, I won't say anything"
"No, Soul. What have I done to Tristan?" she began to cry "Three years trying to fill the VOID you left behind!" her teeth gritted. She hit him.
"Ow!"
"You left!" She hit him again
"Okay! So, tell me about it! For three years you've told me everything was fine, same-ol-same-old, don't blame me for the fact that you didn't have the courage to tell me!"
She hit him harder repeatedly "You left! Soul! You left me! You became a Death Scythe and you left me! Moved on to bigger and better things!"
"You never told me a reason to stay!" He held her arms
"I shouldn't need to!"
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"Ocianica doesn't need a Death Scythe! Marie said it herself! The place is as quiet as a Graveyard!"
"Give me one reason to stay, Maka"
She didn't speak.
"Maka, just give me a reason, anything" he was begging
"Why don't you say it!" she was crying "Say it, Soul"
"I AM! Why else would I be here? Why else would I be asking you!? Maka, I'm screaming it!"
There was a pause before she spoke "If you stay here it's just like taking a dump on all we've worked for!... Go to Ocianica"
"Huh? What!?"
"Go. To. Ocianica" It was the hardest thing she's ever had to say
"Wait, a minute ago you were telling me it was pointless, now you want me to go?"
"Yes"
"Maka-"
"I'm going to spend a few days with Tsubaki, when I come back, I want you gone"
"What!? Maka!" he grabbed her arm
"No, Soul!" she snapped it away "Please"
He could see her eyes filled with tears. He knew she didn't want him to leave but she wasn't prepared to throw away all that they'd worked for.
"If you want me to go, I'll go"
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"Don't spout that bullshit again! The same old 'I shouldn't have to' shit!"
"You should already know!" she shouted
"Maka, the only thing that I know is that you're getting married and that it's not me who'll be waiting for you at the top of the aisle!"
"What the hell do you mean by that!?"
"I shouldn't have to say it!" he mocked her
"Soul"
"No, Maka, I'm sick of this! I'm sick of fighting with you! I'm so pa-"
"I love you! Okay!"
His anger evaporated. "Huh?"
"I love you"
"Have some coffee; you're obviously drunk and don't know what you're saying"
"No. I have total control of what I'm saying. I love you, Soul. I should have said it three years ago"
"Don't play with me like this, Maka" he was near tears
"I'm not playing, Soul" She took a step closer to him "I'll call off the wedding; all you have to do is say the word"
"Please, go to bed, Maka. Sleep. If you still feel the same way tomorrow… we'll talk"
She sighed "I guess that's fair enough" she left the kitchen and went back to the sofa. She laid down on it.
"You can have my bed in the spare room. I'll take the couch" he offered as he stepped into the living room.
"Thanks, Soul" she smiled, stood up and went to the spare room.
When she had gone, he sat on the sofa and held his face in his hands "I love you too, Maka" he sobbed.
"Um, Soul?"
He pulled himself together "Yeah, Maka?" She was standing in front of him in one of his oversized tshirts.
"I hope you don't mind me borrowing this"
"No, it's fine, don't worry about it"
"Soul, I've missed you" she was nearly crying
He stood up and held her tight "I've missed you too"
"I don't want to fight with you anymore. It's killing me"
"Shh" he stroked her hair
"Stay with me tonight" her voice was breaking