Kinda switching pov's again
(SOUL)
"Running to him! How romantic!" Tristan yelled
"What the hell is going on!?" Tsubaki questioned.
"He know's, Tsubaki! He figured it out"
THUD! THUD! THUD! "I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!"
"Open the door" Soul said through gritted teeth
"What!?" Tsubaki couldn't believe what he said "Why, in the name of Death, would I do that!?"
He was staring at the door. Suddenly his arm turned into the blade of a scythe.
"I'm not letting him in here if that's what you're thinking!" she screamed
"Soul. Don't hurt him" Maka begged
"What!? You come here crying with him chasing you and expect me to do nothing about it!" He walked up to the door
"Soul, I swear, don't you dare open that door! I'm calling the police!" Tsubaki threatened
"Tsubaki, once upon a time, we were the police in this town; taking down those who preyed upon the innocent. I won't take his soul, but I sure as hell won't let him near Maka" He turned back to the door "You hear me, bastard!?" he shouted
"Soul, please"
He looked at his meister "I'm sorry, Maka." His eyes moved onto Tsubaki "Hide in one of the bedrooms"
"What!? NO! Soul, this is my home, I won't let you- ahh" Her hand was on her stomach
"Tsubaki! Are you alright?" Maka asked
"I don't know"
"Maka, get her to a bedroom!"
"Soul!" She pleaded
"Don't argue, Maka!"
His eyes were a shade of red she had never seen before. They looked like fire."Please, try not to hurt him and especially don't you get hurt"
He bared his shark teeth "Don't worry about me. Now go"
She nodded and threw Tsubaki's arm over her shoulders. They waddled as quickly as they could to the bedroom.
(Maka)
"Ah! Ow" she hissed
"Lie down on the bed, Tsubaki" she placed her weapon friend on the bed before pushing the wardrobe in front of the door.
"Maka!?" she seemed more panicked than she was a second ago.
"What, Tsubaki?" she turned around. Her eyes went wide "Holy shit!"
Tsubaki was sitting in a puddle "This can't be happening! She's not due for nearly another three weeks! AAHHH!"
Maka ran to Tsubaki's side "Just- just breathe!"
"Is that all you can say!?"
(SOUL)
He reached out to the doorknob. He could feel the sweat running off his face. He grabbed it and turned. The tall green haired man jumped inside
"WHERE IS SHE!?" he was throwing punches at the Death Scythe
"I'm surprised you're even looking for her seen as you never even looked for your own brother!" Soul dodged
"Phoenix!? Phoenix ran away! He didn't want to be found!"
"He was fourteen!" Soul finally landed a punch.
"Let me ask you something! In all the time you've known him, did he ever mention why he ran away!?" They smashed the sofa
Soul didn't answer
"HA! I though as much!" Tristan punched Soul in the gut "He ran away because he did something unthinkable!" Tristan was getting more aggressive "One child in each generation of our family is born with the Meister gene, it fell to him and he used it to manipulate people!" Soul was finding it harder to dodge. "Phoenix killed our uncle! And instead of facing us, he ran! Like a coward!"
"No!" Soul punched him quite hard in the chin knocking Tristan to the ground "He's no coward!"
Tristans FLASH BACK!
"You're so good at math, Tristan" the thirteen year old sat next to him at the kitchen table
He laughed "Well, I'm older than you, ya little twirp, I've had more time to get good at it" he smiled as he looked over his study books
"I don't want to be the family meister, I want to do business, like you!"
"Phoenix, you were born with a gift, don't wish it away" he peered over his book at his brother "Anyway, business is nowhere near as exciting as catching kishin eggs"
"Maybe you're right" he sighed and stood up
"Just think about all the cool things you'll get to do, you'll get to meet Lord Death and be trained by some of the best meisters in the world!"
"I guess. I hear Maka Albarn's just become a teacher there"
"Y'see! She's one of the top five meisters in the world!" his eyes were shining bright
"Do you have a crush on her or something?" His little brother teased
"What!? No" his cheeks went red "I've never even met her!"
The boy laughed "Alright, Tristan. I'm going to Uncle's to do a bit of training. He's told me I'd be learning something dangerous… I think… I can't remember"
"For the love of Death, Phoenix, before you head off to the DWMA will you at least learn to listen!" he ruffled his brothers hair.
"Never!" he joked "I'll see you later"
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Tristan slowly got to his feet.
"I might not know what kind of person he was before he met me. That's my policy; leave the past at the door. He's no coward. You've hurt two of the people I care most about, and trashed the apartment of my best friends, I want you to take a leaf from Phil's book; GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!"
"Soul!" Maka called from the hallway
"Maka! Get back in the bedr-" he saw her hands covered in blood
"We need to get Tsubaki to the hospital!"