So my friends somehow got me involved in writing ll legit novel with them. It's still only just beginning, but it's turned out really good so far. The title is still somewhat being debated, but for right now it is called "Nightwalkers". Just wanted to let you know. So anyway this chapter was written with a lot of music inspiration. Any time I would get a block I'd listen to some music. Some of the songs inspired me. 1) Bewitched - Blood on the Dance Floor, 2)Last Resort - Papa Roach, 3)Give it all - Rise Against

This chapter is rated T for Language, Blood, and Very mild sexual content (lime)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Soul Eater. Please support the original release.

By: HellsWorstMistake (Zemohia)

Chapter 4

Heavy rain poured down on Death City flooding up the streets. Maka was curled up on her couch, dry tears staining her face. She was shivering, not from cold, but from fear. Not only did Crona, her best friend who was like a brother to her, run away threatening to kill himself, but now Soul, her boyfriend and partner, was out in the rain, with the streets flooded, riding his motorcycle to find Crona. Her head ached at the thought of Crona killing himself because of Medusa, his abusive mother. That bitch better hope there isn't an afterlife because if there is I'll beat the shit out of her then. She thought. Lightning struck making her jump. Tears began to well up in her eyes. You took my best friend. So help me god, you'd better not take Soul too. Her hands clenched into fists. Suddenly Blair, a cat women who basically lived with them, and always tries to seduce Soul, walked out in nothing but a skimpy bra and panties. For once she didn't have her hat on.

"Wow Maka you are so loud. You just woke me..." She paused when she say a tear roll down Makas cheek. "Oh my god, what's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Blair ran over to her sobbing friend and gave her a big, squeezy bear hug.

"N...No. It's not you. It's just..." She sniffed, then broke off into a sob.

"What happened? Did Soul do something? If you want I could beat him for you. I could cut off his..."

"No it's not Soul either. It's Crona. He wants to kill himself. Soul's out looking for him now. I just..." Maka interrupted. She wrapped herself around Blair and cried into her shoulder. Blair stroked Makas hair and began to sing a soft lullaby (which was only her "Pumpkin Pumpkin song" slowed down).

"It's okay hun. They'll be just fine." When she said that Maka sniffed, but began to cry harder. "If you want I could go look for them." She began to stand, but Maka grabbed her hand.

"Please don't go. I don't wanna be alone right now." Blair sighed and lifted Makas chin up until they were looking each other in the eyes.

"It'll be alright. Soul will come back, and Crona couldn't have gone to far, if he had the time to give you that note." Maka put a surprised look on her face.

"How did you know about the note?" She asked.

"Uum... I saw it laying there on the floor. I figured he gave it to you." Blair replied. She turned around and began to walk into the kitchen. "5:30! I'm gonna be late for work." She exclaimed and began to rush into the bathroom. She paused. Maka was still sitting there on the couch, curled up and ready to bawl again. "Maka babe, I'm so sorry, but I gotta go to work soon. I have to leave at 6:00, but I'm sure Soul will be back by then." She assured, then she rushed into the bathroom and shut the door. Maka was alone again. Her knees were pressed against her face, and shivers rushed down her back. A couple of minutes passed by. Minutes that felt like hours to her as she waited in silence for Soul and/ or Crona to come back.

~~(0.0)~~

Five minutes later Soul swung the door open. He was soaking wet, water dripping in puddles on the doorway, and a few drops of blood dripped down his forehead where Crona had hit him. Maka jumped up and raced over to him, jumping on him with a hug that threatened to knock him over. She was sobbing so hard into his damp shoulder she felt she would pass out from a lack of air. He returned the hug and stroked her back gently.

"Soul what the hell took so long? I was so worried." Her voice was raspy and her throat was tight. She looked up at him and saw only disappointment. "You didn't find him, did you?" He simply nodded his head. Then something strange happened. A tear rolled down his cheek, or at least it looked like a tear. It might have been just a drop of water. But then another came after it. He wiped them away quickly, hoping she hadn't seen them, but she did. Soul, the most popular guy around, who was "too cool for school", or almost anything for that matter, was CRYING! "Soul. What happened?" Maka asked lightly.

"Well... It's just... I..." He wanted to tell her, but remembering what Crona said. Maka would try to stop him, but he couldn't let Crona be angry at them, and possibly have Medusa kidnap Maka and kill her. "I couldn't find him. And I'm in a lot of pain right now. Physically and mentally." She put her finger lightly on the cut, but pulled away quickly and gasped when he winced in pain.

"How did you get this?" She asked him.

"I was walking and I slipped. It's just a cut. Not a big deal." He grinned, but she could tell he was lying, but let it go anyway.

"Well I'm glad you're back in one piece. I was so scared. Don't you ever leave like that again." She demanded then felt tears again building up, threatening to escape her eyes.

"Maka I will never leave you. I will always be here for you. I want to be with you forever. This is a little sudden, but..." He got on his knees and pulled a small diamond ring out of his back pocket. "Will you please be my partner forever. Be with me, and we can raise a family, grow old and die together. Just like you've always wanted." Maka felt a burning sensation inside of her that made all of her feelings of sorrow and fear fade away. She was at a loss for words. Her mind scrambled for the power to talk, but she just couldn't. So she tackled him in a hug that sent them both tumbling to the ground. FInally her mouth opened and she replied,

"Yes Soul. Of course I will. I love you so much. I..." He put a finger over her mouth to shush her, and put one hand on the back of her head and touched his forehead lightly against her.

"I love you too Maka. I love you so much I'm at a loss for words trying to describe it." His lips closed in on hers and they fell all the way back until they were laying on the floor. Her smooth skin rubbed against his as her bathrobe began to fall open under her. They took a small break so Maka could put on the ring. It was a perfect fit. Her beauty stunned Soul as her eyes sparkled in the light as she looked down at him. Their lips met again, this time more fiercely. The whole world, and all of their problems, seemed to slip away as they laid there kissing. Maka ran her fingers through Souls hair as her robe sleeves slid down off of her shoulders. He rubbed her smooth, flawless legs. They were perfect, unblemished. She smelled like strawberries, which was his favorite. Suddenly Blair came out of the bathroom in just a towel (as always) and walked into the living room.

"Maka hun. How are you doing..." She paused as she saw them on the floor. She sighed in facepalmed. "Oh get a goddamn room you guys." She giggled. They both looked up at her in surprise. Then they burst out laughing.

"Sorry to break it to you, but this is our room, not yours." Soul laughed. Blair turned and walked, purposely flashing her butt at Soul. Surprisingly this time he didn't get a nosebleed. He just turned and looked away.

"Whatever. Just get off the floor before someone trips over you." She replied. Maka stood up and dashed in front of her.

"Guess what Blair?" She was smiling wide.

"What?" Blair replied, raising one eyebrow. Maka simply held her hand up for Blair to see. "Holy shit. So you finally grew a set and made your move, huh Soul? Nice work. I'm so happy for you. Oh my god, I've gotta tell everyone." She squealed as she rushed into Makas room. Maka laughed at her comment, but Soul only sighed in embarrassment. Before Blair turned the corner she stopped and looked over her shoulder. "Hey by the way, there is some disinfectant in the medicine cabinet for your head Soul." The she skipped away into Makas room humming her "Pumpkin pumpkin song" (the only song she ever seems to sing). Soul turned back to Maka and nuzzled her head with his chin.

"This is going to be the best wedding ever. I just wish Crona could be here..." He stopped when Maka got a depressed look on her face again. "But don't worry, we'll find him by then. I won't stop looking till he's safe and sound." She smiled and wrapped her arms around him.

"Wait a minute... I just realized something. How did Blair know about your forehead?" They both stared at the the closed door that lead into Makas room.

Ooooo, what's gonna happen next?! I've been suggested to make the chapters a little longer by my friends. If you guys want that then I'll make it happen. Also next chapter will be rated M, but note for sexual content, but blood, gore, angst, attempted suicide (by Crona obviously), and language. Plus a LOT will be revealed, so make sure to keep updated.

See y'all later.