Running was an option long gone, being fired was an option still on the table, and Soul knew which the father would choose. Hell, he would do the same if Maka was his.
"Maka, get in the car Mr. Evans and I need to discuss some things." Spirit ordered as he glared daggers at the young teacher. Maka, stubborn as she was stood loyally by her lover's side.
"Maka Jane Albarn, get over here now." Her father instructed changing his glare to her.
"Make me," she challenged as Soul tried to stop her.
"I will not let you become his sex whore!" Spirit snarled reaching for her arm. She recoiled quickly seething as she eyed her father fiercely.
"I will do as I please; I'm eighteen and as of now leave your house." She growled as Spirit paused in his strife. "Besides, Blair's your little sex whore, why can't I play around like you?" she asked falling to her knees to lick Soul's still hard member. The albino froze hands instinctively knotting in her hair. So her father was the one to steal Blair, ha, well he got Maka fair trade. Spirit coughed as he watched his daughter act this way. Soul had lost any sense at the moment, as his boss grabbed the blondes hair tossing her roughly into the wall and punching the music teacher.
"Never come near her again, as for you missy, home now." He bellowed dragging her from the stunned man's home, Maka fighting him the whole way. From the sidelines Ox stood laughing.
Maka had been ban from music class; Soul was forced to leave the school under the cover of family emergencies. Maka was disgusted in her lapse of anger; she had handled the situation terribly and assaulted her teacher. Of course, the action hand landed her locked in her room forced to listen to Blair screw her father. Not to mention she no longer was aloud in music leaving her with two free periods. No, she Maka Albarn had to leave. She would no longer be the sweet innocent angel people thought. She wanted Soul, even if the want was unhealthy lust pint up inside her. But first, she had to legally leave her home. Meaning she needed Kid.
As for Soul, he had taken to drinking and reliving the memory of Maka's body. He shivered as he downed another shot of whisky. Would they have gone farther if not interrupted? His hands shook as he tried to walk home from the bar. Four months without Maka, had her father actually accomplished keeping her away?
She had finally done it. She had her freedom at long last. Her things had been moved to Tsubaki's and now all that was needed was Soul Evans.
"Maka-chan it's cold out. Besides it's the middle of December, no one will be out!" Tsubaki pleaded as her and Blackstar tried to get the blond returned inside.
"I'm sorry you guys." She whispered before enduring the blizzard to find one man older than her. Cold wind bit at her exposed skin as she yelled his name. The empty streets proof at the harsh storm about them. Maybe she should have stayed home, safe from the wintery bites nature was dealing her. Right now, both feet were frozen causing simple movements to erupt her body in fits of pain. Her tears had frozen to her face long ago as she now crawled through the snow. Maka's eyesight was blotchy as she neared town hall. If she had made it this far, the next length was easy. But nature was against her as the temperature dropped lower, she succumbed to the darkness begging for Soul the whole time.
She felt warm somehow, warm and itchy. Soft yet heavy blankets were piled on her as she opened her eyes to a lit fireplace. Even stranger, she was being held close by strong arms and naked.
"You scared me for a while there angel." Soul whispered, holding her closer.
"How did I get here?" she asked clinging to his shirt and locking eyes with him.
"Blackstar called me and I went looking for you. Your cloths were wet with snow and your lips were blue. So, I brought you home and got you warm. But your fever's still a bit high for my liking." He explained. Maka closed her eyes and buried herself deeper in the covers. She did feel faint, Soul was mistaking her blush for her fever.
"Are you okay?" he asked brushing her damp bangs back. Was she sweating? Maka shook her head as he gently rocked her humming slightly and putting her back to sleep. Only this time she knew she was safe.