Leaving Maka without telling her why was possibly the worst thing I could have done to her. She's trusted me so much and always had to know everything I was planning on doing and when I'd be back. I missed it. I missed holding her in my arms on days she'd come home crying because her boss yelled at the whole staff. She was so sensitive yet kept a tough outer shell as long as she could manage. But I had to leave her. I had to. If I hadn't I would have hurt her and other people I care about and I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for hurting them, let alone my bestfriend who I cared for more than anything.
"Damn it!" I yelled into the dark.
I took out my phone and went straight to her name and called her. The rings seemed to ring for an eternity before I heard her hurt voice on the other end.
"Maka! Oh my god I'm so glad to hear your voice. I miss you so much and wish I never left you. How are you?" I asked.
"I'm fine. Just shaken over your sudden disapearance, that's all. And..." she stopped.
"And what? Maka what happened? Who hurt you?"
"No one hurt me. It's just Kid and I are together now."
I sweatdropped. Her and Kid? No, I wouldn't accept it. I couldn't. She was my partner and we made a promise to eachother never to let someone get between us.
"Maka, tell me you're not serious about you and Kid," I begged.
"I am. And I'm sorry that I broke or promise..." quietly replied.
"Maka...I was going to come back for you after I straightened out everything that's been happening to me, but now I think I'll just stay here in California since you seem to be happy with Kid."
"No, Soul. Y-you don't understand. I feel empty without you around to tease me and comfort me. I want you back here in Death City right now. I miss you. Kid's been over but...it's not the same as it was when you were here. Please come back, I'm begging you."
She was on the verge of crying now. Her voice was shaky and she couldn't control the raged breaths that came and went as they pleased. I felt my chest tighten as a feeling of guilt set in. Guilt for not being there to comfort her right now when she needed me most. I felt my eyes close as a tear rolled down my cheek and fell to the ground. I needed to get back to her, but knew it was safer for me to stay out of her life for a very long period of time. God am I an idiot.
"Listen, Maka. I'm heading home soon, I just needed to clear my head for a little while that's all. And I'm so uncool for doing this to you," I gently said.
"Okay," she whispered.
I sighed out of relief that my best friend still wanted me to be around despite her being riveter with Kid. It gave me a feeling of gratitude toward her.
XXX(Time Skip 2 days)XXX
(Maka's POV)
When I spoke with Soul on the phone, he sounded genuinely sad to be away from me even though he knew that it would help us in the long run after he returned home. Don't get me wrong, I miss him too. But...I've gotten use to not seeing him when I walk in the door. I feel empty inside still, but not as much as when he had first left me. Kid has actually helped me forget about him. I no longer go to his room when I cry and I no longer scream his name at night when I'm having a bad dream.
"Ugh," I groaned.
"What's up Maka?" called Kid from the kitchen.
"Soul might be coming back soon to take me with him."
"Wait, the bastard actually cares about you still?"
"That's what I said. I don't know how I feel about it though. It's like I want to be happy but at the same time I don't want to see his face."
~Flashback~
"Maka, dinners ready!" called Soul.
"Be there in a sec!" I replied.
"You better because I'm going to eat yours if you don't get your butt in here."
I let out a soft giggle as I put down the book I was reading. Soul was so pushy sometimes, but it wasn't meant to be rude. He just wanted to make sure I ate food and didn't just read my books all day. He was also sweet...60% of the time. It was strange to see him when he was 100% vulnerable though. He always had a tough guy attitude going and a cool guy ora. He was...cute. Wait, did I just call Soul cute?!
~End Flashback~
I let out a sigh as I walked over to Kid and hugged him from behind, resting my head on his shoulder.
"I love you," I muttered.
"I love you too," he replied.
That evening we sat curled up on the couch, watching Adult Swim. When the Boondocks came on, I squealed and scared Kid a little bit and ended up having to explain why I loved the show do much. He just gave me the typical "oh okay" answer and watched it with me. We got about half way into the episode when I heard the click of my door unlocking. I quickly grabbed my book and a knife from the kitchen and sat crouched behind the counter in the kitchen and waited for who ever it was to show themselves.
"Maka? You home?" came a husky voice.
Soul. Why is he back now? I wasn't expecting him back for a few more days.
"Hello?" he called. "Maka?"
"W-what do you want?" I asked as I came out of the shadows with the knife pointed at his throat.
"Uhh, I told you I'd be coming back when I called you a few days ago."
"And that means what to me exactly?"
"I was hoping you'd be happy, but I see that you're not so I'll just go."
As he turned to walk out the door, my hostility drained and weakness replaced it. I felt light headed as I realized I had been pointing a knife at his throat to prevent him from coming too close to me. I'm an idiot. Why would I hold a knife at my best friends neck?
"Soul..." I whispered as I found myself wrapping my arms around his waist. "Don't go...please."
He sighed. I could tell it was one of relief and not anger. "Fine I'll stay, under one condition." he finally said.
"And what is that?" I asked.
"You get rid of Kid."
My eyes widened at him. Did he just tell me to break up with Kid? His red eyes held nothing back from me, and even if he tried the hide anything from me I'd figure it out.
"Maka?" came Kid's voice.
"I...can I talk to you?" I asked.