A/N – Thank you for taking the time to read this next chapter. Since I didn't get to it before, I will ask now. 1) I can't figure out how to double space. I do it on my word document but when I upload it, it won't work. Anyone want to tell me what I'm doing wrong?! 2) I have absolutely no beta so I'm on my own here. I consider myself a pretty decent writer but I will make more grammatical errors than my grammar check will find. If you find any errors, please tell me. 3) I have no idea how to spell that word meaning Weapon wielder so I guessed. When I Google it, I end up with a million ways to spell it. -_- This Chapter's shorter but only because I liked the way I ended it. MAYBE I will get perverted and type something GOOD next time *wink wink*
DISCLAIMER (since I forgot before)- I DO NOT OWN….*deep breath* I DO NOT OWN….god I hate this part…SOUL EATER. THERE I SAID IT!
Tsubaki nodded, "I'm still terrified! Black*Star seems to believe we can do this but looking at you and Soul..." Maka got the picture and let the sentence die off in silence before replying, "We aren't compatible Tsubaki. Our resonance is proof of that" Meanwhile Soul and Black*Star were having a man to man conversation about Black*Star's new relationship, "It's amazing Soul! Now i get it when you say your resonance is perfect!" Black*Star's voice seemed different. Maybe even content. Soul shrugged at his comment, "Well thanks to Stein, we don't even have that anymore" Black*Star didn't know much about the scientific part of souls but when it came to emotion, he knew his pain, "Did you two end up having a fight again?" Soul opened up his apartment door and rolled his eyes, "I wish. I would even take a Maka chop a day for a whole year instead of this" Soul grabbed his wallet and went into the restroom to hang up the towel. Black*Star peeked in and saw Soul eying the clothes she forgot to put into the hamper, "Maka will kill you, let's go already!" Soul looked over at him like he was insane, "What do you think I'm doing?!" He picked up the clothes and took them over to Maka's room. When he put them in her hamper, Black*Star let out a surprised, "Oh" Soul grinned, "Maka would kill me if I just let her clothes sit there" Then a thought clicked in his mind, "Shit! It's my turn to do laundry" he groaned as Black*Star laughed at his seemingly unrelated topic. In reality he was thinking about her reaction if he didn't pick up her clothes and it somehow related to doing laundry. It was his safe-net to remember to do his chores so Maka wouldn't complain. He looked at the clock and said, "Tell Maka that I have to stay home tonight. I forgot to do something" he nodded but still complained, "But who am i going to hang out with if you're not there?!" Soul shrugged, "Your woman?" He suggested with obvious annoyance. He had just begun to put the clothes in the washer and already he was cranky. His friend laughed, knowing how chores time was not a good time to socialize with him. He found his way out the front door and said darkly, "But with Tsubaki busy, who's going to watch over Maka when she drinks?" He hurried out the door and shut it quickly. He knew Soul would overreact to his words but didn't care too much because he already knew how the night would end. The same way it was before they gathered up: just him and Tsubaki. Black*Star walked back to his apartment to see Maka crying on Tsubaki's shoulder and his Meister consoling her. As Maka noticed him she quickly recovered herself, wiped her tears away and looked around for Soul, "Did Soul change his mind?" Black*Star nodded, "He forgot to do laundry today" Then he pointed at her accusingly, "If he wasn't so scared that you would over react like you do with everything, maybe it could have waited until tomorrow" Maka bit her lip slightly and thought over their laundry schedule. When she found the information she was looking for, she almost burst from anger, "He's the reason I'm here in the first place! If he can't even remember our schedule for laundry—He's hopeless!" Tsubaki looked over at her Meister with a look that could only be described as 'what part of your brain thought that was a good idea?' He could see Maka fuming with anger and he smirked at a job well done. Maka saw his smug grin and continued to yell at him, "Did Soul also mention that it was my night to do laundry?!" Her eyes widened as an epiphany crossed through her brain, 'Laundry equals clothes, clothes equals dirty, dirty clothes equals—' She yelled aloud, "I forgot my clothes on the bathroom floor! Shit, he never looks around before doing laundry!" She gave Tsubaki a quick hug and gave a quick glare at Black*Star before rushing out the door back to her apartment. As she turned the knob, knowing Soul didn't lock it when she was out, she heard music playing. It sounded beautiful and she knew at once, he was playing his keyboard. She had gotten him that for his birthday the year before and she had yet to hear him play it. It wasn't a grand piano but Maka knew he could make a piece of yarn make beautiful sounds. She crept through the door and listened to the sounds envelope her soul. They tugged at her, making tears unwillingly fall before she could even think about why they were falling. She followed the sound to Soul's room and watched him play expertly. His face never gave out a single emotion but then again, why should it when his music did it for him? She made her way closer to him until she could see his face clearly. His eyes were closed and he looked at peace. When he finally stopped and opened his eyes, his face went from one to surprise to confusion, "Did Black*Star tell you why I'm here?" Maka nodded, gathering back her collective thoughts on the matter at hand, "Yes, and do you know why I came all the way back?" He shrugged, "To tell me about the clothes you left in the bathroom? Already took care of it" Maka was shocked that Soul had remembered to pick up all the clothes but had something else in mind to yell at him about. She felt that familiar tug in her heart and Soul jumped up as he had felt the same. Before her mind wondered away from her goal, she pointed to the calendar tacked up to the wall right above the washer and dryer, "It's my day to do laundry Soul. I was going to do them when I got home" Soul took the calendar down and studied it until he figured out his mistake. He didn't even realize that Maka had even made a schedule for him to see. When he put it back, Maka glanced at the clock and almost laughed. It was officially tomorrow, meaning that it was Soul's day to do laundry. She rolled her eyes and made her way to the couch to relax. For once that day, she felt like everything was normal again. Her soul felt content as she sighed and smiled to herself. She sat down on the couch and turned on the T.V. while her weapon was busy doing his chore. As her mind was finally falling into peace, her thoughts ran to Tsubaki's words, 'I'm still terrified! …looking at you and Soul...' Maka had always been the one they looked to as a constant shield of hope and faith. She had fought a battle with fear and had won so it was natural to have her for that. When she recalled Tsubaki's fearful and unsure emotions towards her relationship with Black*Star, she knew that something needed to be done. She knew Soul's feelings towards her and knew about his attention span of a rodent. Her fears were not his feelings, but the time when another girl would come into his life and she would have to bear the same pain again. As her thoughts progressed and her fears bubbling forward, she started to hear her weapon's voice calling, "...ka….Maka….Maka!" She snapped out of her trance and blinked a few times before looking up to see Soul leaning over the back of the couch, "Hm?" He stood up straight and said, "It's about time, I've been calling your name for five minutes" She cleared her throat, "What was so important that you needed to call my name so many times?" He pointed to her dress, "Do you want me to wash this or not?" She nodded and instinctively took it off, not caring that her only clothing was her strapless bra and lace lingerie. She tossed it over the couch and heard his footsteps walk further and further away. She heard a small chuckle and the slam of the washer, "What?" When he didn't respond, she turned around and looked over the couch, keeping her decency and only peeking over, "What's so funny Soul?" He looked over at her and grinned, "Considering yesterday's events, and the fact that you didn't notice my eyes looking at your chest" She sat up on her knees, and threw the remote at him but he dodged and continued with ease, "Shouldn't you be dressed in more than that?" He pointed to her nearly exposed body and she yelped while going back to her original position on the couch, "I didn't really notice until you pointed it out. Don't I always walk around here in something similar?" Soul sighed but kept silent otherwise. Maka looked over again to see his face. He looked as spaced out as she had been just a few moments ago, "Soul?" He looked over at her and smiled, "Yeah Maka?" She didn't really have a follow-up question planned so she went with the first thing that she could think of, "So…you looked down my dress, huh?" His face went red and he broke the eye contact to stare at the box of laundry detergent that looked so interesting at the moment, "You were being so quiet and I thought that I could spark a reaction out of you" Maka let out a small laugh, "It worked" He shrugged and finally looked at her again, "Sort of…you didn't notice it when I wanted you to" His half-smile made her grin as well and treat it as a joke more than an issue, "You always complain when I hit you, maybe this time I just didn't want to" Soul's smile widened and it made her heart skip a beat, 'that's my Soul' Maka couldn't let that thought go and soon her face fell back into a neutral stance and her eyes lowered. Soul could tell she was in deep thought and could feel her soul; small tug it gave and yet, when he reached out for it, it pulled back. He couldn't take too much more of the reaching and pulling so he decided to finally come out with his feelings again, this time with more passion and completely unexpected, "I love you Maka!" Maka looked up at him with a fear he knew he placed in her soul. It was the only way he could get her to show how she felt, even if it was just for the instant she was surprised. He went over and hugged her while she was as stiff and solid as concrete, "I love you Maka. Why can't you see that?" He placed a kiss on her cheek and whispered in her ear, "I know that my confusion was why we lost our resonation. I know that if I had just accepted it and shown you that I felt the same, you wouldn't have gone through so much pain" He pulled back enough to see her eyes and made sure she was staring into his, "If I could do it again, I would have held you tightly then and there. But I'm human, please accept my flaws. I was just as uncertain about us as you are now so please just give me a chance to show you" Maka heard every word and felt herself relax again. She could feel the familiar tingling in her nose and the blur of her sight tell her that she was about to cry. She took a deep breath but just as she let it out Soul said, "Just cry on me Maka. Trust me and cry" She let out the sob that she had kept trapped inside her for years. The one that she didn't let out when her father cheated, the one she didn't let out when she was made fun of for not being womanly, the same one that she couldn't let out when Tsubaki told her of her relationship with Black*Star. She wrapped her arms around her protector and sobbed into his shoulder as her hands grasped the cool skin of his back. It didn't occur to her to let go when she realized that he was wearing nothing but his boxers, but instead she let out all of her pain and frustration out on him. Soul could feel everything she was feeling and held her tighter as the best realization came to play: their souls were finally resonating again. He climbed over the couch and laid her head on his chest while he prayed to the god he now believed in. When her tears were shed and her sobbing ebbed he asked her with his lips against her head, "Are you okay Maka?" She sniffled a little, "Yeah…thanks Soul" She moved to get off but he held on, "Just…stay here for a little while okay? Only until the clothes are done" Maka nodded and relaxed once again. She didn't care that neither of them had decent clothes on nor that she could feel his erection on her stomach. All that mattered to her was that their souls had finally connected again and she was beyond content with that. Everything else in the world just melted into a blur leaving only his soul and hers to resonate and be one again.