(Author's Note: There are two (2) versions of this story. One is this; the mild content lime. The other is on tumblr, which is a full smut scene... I don't know how to explain but yeah. Tumblr link will be available on my profile so, if you'd like, go check it out)

STORIES AND MELODIES: Worth It

VI. Together

Maka stared at Soul for the longest time before everything he said finally sunk. "You're leaving?" She asked and Soul could only look at her with those sad eyes. "When…?"

"This Sunday." Was Soul's short reply.

"How long?"

"A few years."

There was a sad 'oh' that emitted from her mouth. There was a lump on her throat that made it hard to swallow. It was already Wednesday. "Was this what you've been trying to sort out the past few days?" Maka asked again, her arms falling to her sides.

Soul nodded. "I tried to convince my parents to leave me out of their plans but, I just…" He looked down and let out a huge sigh. "Someone offered me a huge record deal there and they're even getting me to meet a few more people and a lot more opportunities…" The pianist trailed off, caressing Maka's cheek with his thumb. "I didn't need those. I'm happy here. I want to be with you."

A man was willing to give up all those opportunities for her and she was incredibly touched by this but, she can't be in the way of someone's life especially if he's given this many chances. "No, Soul." Maka mumbled. "You can't exchange all those for me." They were both silent and Maka thought about it deeply. Soul's really important to her, romantically and platonically. There really was no such thing as a perfect story. "I hope you'll be okay there." She tried to smile. She managed to but the sadness wasn't covered by it. Thank goodness it was dark or else Soul was gonna see how she's almost about to cry.

She was beginning to shiver and he felt that he was too. "We should head back." Maka said, lacing her fingers with his and pulling him out of the water. She suddenly didn't mind if Soul saw her in her underwear. Right now, she'd like to be close to Soul as long as fate permitted.

They quietly got in their clothes, their garments getting wet in the process. The party looked like it was over from the distance because the lights by the garden were gone. Walking back had been silent. Maka just spent her time holding on to Soul's hand which she would feel was squeezing hers occasionally.

By the time they stepped near the mansion's back entrance, Harvar was there sitting on the porch. His eyes grew wide at the sight of the two, all wet in their clothes. "Soul!" He called out. "Ah, let me get you two some towels." He said before running inside the house.

There was a question hanging above their heads.

What now?

Was that how they're going to finish their story? By being separated? She hoped to the heavens it wasn't.

But it sure looked like it.

Harvar came back with two towels and gave it to the two of them. "Thanks." They said in unison. The butler would usually scold Soul for doing something outrageous like this one but not only did he have company but there was also something about the way their eyes looked that made him back off. Maybe some other time.

They walked up the stairs towards their rooms. It was Soul's room that they'd pass by first. There had been a silent agreement that he'd lead her to her room but he stopped in front of his room's door and reached for Maka's hand. He was making things difficult for him, for the both of them. "Will you stay with me?"

Funny; Maka wanted to ask that question too. But, she just can't be selfish. And right now, she was actually feeling like she should be giving. "Yes," And with one breathy reply, Soul had pulled her to him, their lips meeting. Soul fumbled the doorknob to his room and twisted it open. They entered, lips still moving against each other as Soul pushed the door close with his foot. Their towels fell and Maka wrapped her arms around Soul's neck as he cradled her face in his hands. They were standing in the middle of Soul's room, the lights not opened but, they didn't care. They were probably dripping on the carpet and making a mess but they were all too busy focusing on each other to care about it.

Soul nipped at her bottom lip with his sharp teeth, eliciting a moan from Maka. His hand moved to her neck before tangling it in her wet hair and sucking on her lip. The young woman moved her hand to his chest while the other tugged on the collar of his dress shirt, pulling him closer to her, if possible.

They both tasted like the sea after that swim.

The moonlight shone upon them as Maka's legs felt the edge of Soul's bed. Her heartbeat went faster. Soul trailed down kisses from her lips, to her jaw, his hands were getting a bit more adventurous as it was now resting on her back, just above her posterior. She reached out for the sipper on the side of her dress and Soul helped her take it off of her. She was now standing in front of Soul in nothing but her underwear and he was looking hungrily at her.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe and sucking on it. This caused shivers to run down her spine and fuel the heat pooling between her legs. Maka was sure his hands were on her ass right now because she moaned when he gave it a light squeeze. Maka pushed him back a little and trailed her hands to Soul's shirt, slowly undoing the buttons. The pianist made no sign indication of stopping from his ministrations on her jaw, neck and ears which made her task more difficult.

Also, the way his pianist fingers traced her body was distracting her from everything. It was also not helping that he was whispering words of admiration as he kissed her all over.

Maka realized, there was something painful about the situation. Soul can't stay. Soul will have to leave this country, his life here. Soul will have to leave her. She closed her eyes, trying to block out all the thoughts. Right now, she wanted to focus on Soul and only him.

After their activity, Soul collapsed on Maka. Oh, if only they could always stay like this. He wouldn't mind at all. The pianist raised himself up and moved to kiss her lips.

Their kiss was gentle. It wasn't the same heated kiss they shared earlier but they both didn't mind that because this one was passionate, this one was tender. This one was able to make them feel like everything will be alright, even if it was just temporarily.

He lied down next to her and, like always, she snuggled against him. "Can we just not like each other?" Soul asked, rubbing her arm with his hand. He pressed his lips against her forehead.

"I wish it was just that easy." She mumbled, sighing. "Plus you're not making it easy for me to not like you." She whispered, drawing circles on Soul's chest.

Again, the question was still hanging above their heads. What was to happen to them now. Was this it? The two of them never really thought about what will happen after this but, they know what they want. They want each other. They want to be together.

"I don't mind you know." Maka began, clearing her throat. "Waiting for you."

Soul felt his heart skip a beat. "There's no telling when I'll come back. I don't want to stop you from seeing anyone. You deserve to be happy, Maka."

"And who said I want to see anyone else?" She protested, lifting her head to look at him. "Do you think you'll be seeing anyone when you're there?" Maka asked.

Soul placed his hand on her cheek and kissed her. "I'm pretty sure I'd be too busy with the recording and the studying and the meeting of my mentors. I'm definitely sure though, that I'd be too busy thinking of you for a long time." He smiled at her before planting a kiss on her nose.

There was a smile on Maka's lips before she yawned. "You should sleep Maka. We can talk about this tomorrow."

Sounds like a plan.

How can he even think of leaving now when he could wake up next to this girl every morning of his days. Soul wondered. Maka was pretty much the little spoon in their position. She was facing away from him and he had his arms around her.

She woke up shortly not after him and turned. She opened her eyes to see Soul's face. "Oh hey, Soul." Maka smiled at him. "I had such a weird dream I mean, we went to this huge mansion which was yours then we went swimming and then we-" She stopped. There was a short pause before Soul could practically trace how the red spreads across her face. Maka looked at her body and she was naked. And Soul's pretty much naked as well.

"I'm sure those weren't just dreams, Maka." Soul smirked, leaning close to her face. "Morning." He kissed her lips. The whole night came flooding in her memory and she smiled into the kiss. "Maka, I've been thinking." Soul started. "You said you can wait for me. I'm glad because I'm gonna sound selfish here but, I want you to wait for me. And, I know you're serious but, I just-" He sighed.

"Soul." Maka looked him in the eye. "You don't have to worry about it. I know it'll be a bit hard but it'll work out, I can wait for you." She held his face in her hands. "You're worth it."

The young musician pulled Maka to him. "Can we just be together?" He smirked, remembering her words when they were swimming last night.

"Duh." Maka giggled, hugging Soul back.

They were sure it won't be easy. But hey, at the end of the day, they'll still be together. It'll all be worth it.

(A/N: Okay then! Last day will be up either later or I don't know what time it is in your timezones so, I'm kinda just winging it. lol See you later~)