Nager Avec les Ames Vertes Ch. 3 "Misunderstanding"
(To Swim with Green Souls)
Controversy can lead to a variety of problems, but in the end, it all could have been a misunderstanding.
The dark, red and black themed room, is not here, and no longer is there the piano, nor the red, wretched imp.
This is not the personification of Soul's mind, and is not the room that he last recalled being in.
"Great, now I don't know where I am..." Soul said, looking at his new surroundings. He viewed where he was residing, a wooden, weather-worn park bench. This place, he had never been here before, yet, why did it seem oh so familiar? The sight of green, fresh grasses that drifted to a rhythm of their own. The smell of a tranquility that could never be real.
How could this place be real?
The sound of a flowing river, rushing only a few yards away, so soft, so sincere, yet so visually surreal.
"Ugh, it's so freaking quiet here. I have to be in a dream, and I wouldn't mind waking up now." He said, grasping a small piece of his flesh, and pinching it, a shock hit the spot, pain hit the spot.
"Damn, that means I have to be awake. Wait....wasn't I just in a hospital?" Soul asked himself as he bent down to pick a piece of grass from its place. A bumblebee buzzed by his ear, it sounded so real. Well, it should have, Soul was certain that is should sound real.
He strolled over to the river, where he spotted many fish that varied in color and size. Dipping his hand down into the water, the fish began to nibble at his fingers, and he felt the cold whip by his fingertips. How could this be real?
He then heard something he could never forget, something he could never mistake, but also a sound he could never seem to fathom. The sound of pages flipping from a large book. Swiftly, he turned around, frozen where he stood. Maka lifted her head from her book and smiled. Wait, hadn't Soul just been sitting on that spot?
"Maka? What are you doing here?" Soul asked, limply making his way to sit beside her.
"To read of course, it is the perfect day outside." she replied, closing the book, and sending Soul another grin.
Maka was here now, his world was complete, he wanted this to be real, Soul prayed for it to be real.
"Can I see that?" Soul said, grasping the book. Its cover was a maroon leather, and was blank. It looked thick, perhaps a couple hundred pages thick, just like most of the books Maka read, most of them Soul wouldn't even dream of reading.
He opened it up halfway.
Nothing
"What the Hell kinda book is this?" He said, turning the book open to the very first page.
Something
It contained eight words, and they stung into the core of Soul's being. It read:
"Hello, Soul. Are you sure this is real?"
Soul opened his eyes quickly, only to close them immediately.
"God Damn, why is this light so damn bright?!" he yelped, scrambling into a sitting position.
"Hello, Soul." Maka said, coming into the same stance. She then turned her head over to smile at Soul. He couldn't help but smile back.
The room began to dim as his eyes adjusted to the light, he didn't realize that his ears hadn't yet, up until when the door opened. It sounded like a bang, even though it was nothing more than a creak.
"Professor Stein!" Maka said, sitting up straighter. Even when she wasn't in school, she acted like a good student, which of course, would just piss Soul off.
"Hello!" Bellowed Stein, twisting the bolt attached to his head. He had an unusual grin on his face, different then the one he usually placed on himself.
"Why do you look so....shit."Soul said, worry running over him.
"Soul? What's wrong?" Maka asked, her smile fading into a frown. She looked over to Stein, who began to chuckle his maniacal little laugh.
"Soul, what's going on?!" She demanded. Soul shifted nervously, slowly sliding underneath his sheets. His mumbling could hardly be recognized.
"Dr. Stein....is great at seeing souls too...remember? Apparently my soul...flickered in a weird way...last night..." His voice tuned to almost nothing at the last part. A few seconds passed, and Maka's face turned a bright pink.
"You don't mean..."
"Yep"
"He saw..."
"Yeah"
"Really?!"
"Yes, really Maka..." He grumbled, putting his hands over his face. Stein's laughing gradually grew louder, and eventually a bang was heard from the room over.
"Kids" He said within the laughter. Soon enough, he silenced himself and again twisted his bolt. Then, he reached into his lab coat pocket, searching desperately for a pack of cigarettes. As soon as he found the hidden treasure, he opened it and lit a smoke, inhaling deeply and exhaling a sigh of relief.
"Oh yes, and Maka?" Stein directed, walking over to her bedside. He knelt down to her eye level, and set a hand on her right shoulder.
"Maka, I'm sorry that I'm the one who has to tell you this." He said, closing his eyes, and exhaling again.
"What? Tell me what? Did something happen?" She asked, her face now back to its original color. Now Stein had both hands on her shoulders.
"Maka, your father.....he needs to talk to you." He said fatefully, standing up. Like clockwork, Spirit flew into the room.
"Maaaaaaaaakkkkkkkaa!!!!!!!!" He squealed, grasping her in a hug. Stein began to laugh again, and his cigarette bounced up and down in his mouth.
"Sorry, I forgot to mention, when I felt your soul wavelength," He said, pointing his finger to Soul. "I said 'Sounds like Maka and Soul are enjoying themselves', but usually when I ramble on to myself, nobody listens. This time, your father happened to take the time to eavesdrop....and he catches on quick."
"Maaakaaa!!!" Spirit said, hugging Maka tight. She looked over his shoulder to give Soul a worried look. Maka's father then let her go, and whispered something in her ear. Her eyes frantically moved across the span of the room.
"Papa!" She said, holding his shoulders out away from her.
"Let's go, Stein. Nice talking to you Maka!~" Spirit said, grabbing Stein's arm, causing his cigarette to pop out of his mouth, which he naturally caught between his fingers. They left the room, and Stein's laughter started again.
Soul looked over at Maka in doubt.
"I really don't need to know what he said...do I?" He asked, drooping over, and slouching. Maka nodded a definite "No", then made her way over to his bed, and sat in front of him.
"Thank you, Soul." She whispered, leaning in to peck him on the forehead.
"For what?" He asked, looking back at her in confusion. He rubbed the side of his head, appearing to have a headache.
"You played for me, and it was wonderful." She answered, smiling.
The door opened, and Spirit poked his head in. He had both hands behind his back, and though it was muffled, Stein's unmistakable guffaw could be heard.
"Oh, hi again Pap, do you need something?" Maka asked, getting up off of Soul's bed to walk back to hers.
"Yeah, I just felt I'd give something to Soul, a welcoming present if you will." He said, walking over to Soul. He grabbed his hand and set something in it. Spirit then grinned and headed back over to the doorway, first giving Soul a serious, paternal look.
"Love you Maka!" He said, closing the door. Maka once again sat infront of Soul.
"Hmm....Maka, honestly, sometimes your old man can freak me out." He said, sighing.
"Yeah, he tends to have that affect on people." Maka said, "Hey, what did he give you anyway?" She asked, leaning forward on her elbows.
"Dunno, a piece of paper?" He said, opening his hand, and observing the red 3x3 inch-ish package.
Maka began to twitch.
"Soul...give me that..." She said, trying to grab the package. She failed miserable as Soul held it high above her head, starting to rip the top off. Maka attempted again to grab it.
"Soul, please!" She begged. To late.
Soul froze for about five seconds, in which he spent staring stupidly at Maka, then back to the red package. Suddenly, he threw it to the floor, in the space between their beds, which was about a 3 foot diameter space. He began with mumbling that was impossible to comprehend, then he started talking to Maka at a loud, speedy pace.
"Holy Shit! Maka!" He yelped, jumping out of his bed, pacing back and forth.
"Why...the...fuck...would your father give me a fucking con...." He stuttered,
"condom...Maka, what did he say to you?!" He demanded, grasping her face, gently of course. She tried to turn her face away, as it transformed many shades. Then, she whispered.
"He said 'remember Maka, have safe...."
"I KNEW IT!" Soul interrupted, pacing even faster. He stopped eventually as he heard footsteps, and the worst voice he could hear at the moment.
"YAHOO!" Yelled Black Star, letting himself into the room, strutting over to Soul, attempting to retrieve a High 5. He received a very weak slap to the hand.
"Black Star, how did you get out of your room?" Soul said, staring into thin air, and trying to wipe out all of the teenage-boy thoughts.
"You didn't think they could tie up the almighty me, did you?!" He said, putting his hands on his hips, and letting out a mighty chuckle.
"Hey, Maka? What's goin' on?" he inquired, expecting a High 5 from her too. Which he didn't get. He strolled around the room, trying to fill it with his prideful presence.
He stopped and looked down, true and behold, at the little red package.
"Huh, what's this?" He said picking it up and inspecting the outside.
Both Soul and Maka covered their heads in their hands. The curious Black Star looked inside it now. The expression that had previously been on Soul's face transferred to his. He was silent, 'Black Star' was silent. It didn't last long.
"Shit! It's open! OH MY GOD IT'S OPEN! AHH!" He yelped, dropping it to the floor, and running into the bathroom connected to the hospital room. He began rapidly scrubbing his hands, and while doing so, sent a glance in Soul's direction and screamed,
"SOUL! OH MY GOD! Holy....shit, Soul..." He continued and finished washing his hands, not even stopping to dry them, he sprinted to face both Soul and Maka.
He looked quickly from Soul, to Maka, then back to Soul. He continued this repetition many times.
"Black Star? Are you in here?" said Tsubaki, quietly entering in a kind manner.
"Oh, Hello Maka and Soul" She said, smiling. She then took a look at Black Star.
"Black Star, are you alright?" She questioned, glaring over at her meister. Black Star attempted to speak, and his mouth opened and closed, but nothing more then a squeak came out. Soon enough, he just promptly waved his finger and arm from Maka to Soul.
"Black Star, I don't understand, you have to say something, please." She said, cocking her head to the side.
"The....they....did it" He mumbled, quivering where he stood. Tsubaki only smiled and nodded her head in the motion of a 'No'.
"Oh Black Star, Maka-chan isn't stupid, this is probably just a big misunderstanding." She said, looking over at Maka.
A vein ruptured inside of Soul's temple.
"Since when would I?!" Soul asked, stomping a foot down.
"Soul, you're a guy. It's kind of an obvious assumption." Maka said, rising to stand by him.
"Oh noooo you don't, I know when I am being lied to! I have that power as a future God!" Black Star said, scowling.
"Next time, inform me before you two do anything funky." He said, glaring at Soul. Angered, Soul grabbed him by the arm, and jerked him to the ground.
"We didn't do anything!" He growled, pushing his foot onto Black Star's back.
Now, more voices were heard from the hallway, and they all entered the room.
"What's will all the yelling?" Cigale asked, giving a black stare to Soul and Maka.
"Who are you?" Maka asked, she thought she knew every face around this school by now.
"Hello, I'm Cigale, and this is...Hey! Where the Hell did Prix go?!" She said, turning around to look in the hall.
"Oh, and by the way, they just made out" She said, grinning. Maka's face turned pink once more.
"Can you see souls too?!" Maka asked, surprised.
"Not very well, I'm just beginning" Cigale said, still searching for her partner.
"THERE YOU ARE!"
Prix came in with his arms around both Liz and Patty, following them was Kid.
"Seriously, some of us require some sleep." Kid said, looking at everyone in the room, sadly, his eyes traveled back to the picture frames he had tried to symmetrically place earlier.
"I thought I just fixed those!" He said, going limp, and being caught by Liz, who in turn began to shake him.
"Liz...Kill me, I'm useless, unforgivable..."
"Yeah yeah, I know, trash. Now get up." She said, shaking him harder, now he went completely flimsy. Liz sent a glance over to Cigale.
"I saw the look you gave him earlier. If you are going to deal with this, then you will have to live with....this" Liz said, pointing to Kid's limp body that now lie on the floor.
"Heyyyy what's this?" Patty said, finding the little red package on the floor. Quickly, Maka grabbed it and hid it behind her back.
"Let...me...see!" Patty said, in a playful, yet scary voice. She chased Maka around the room trying to grab it.
"Hey, can you guys keep it down?" Said Sid, peeping his head in. He saw all the events taking place.
"I am not even going to ask.." He said at the sight of Maka and Patty running around, Soul standing on top of Mt. Black Star, and Kid being thrusted awake by Liz.
He retreated in safety to the bathroom down the hall, so that he could speak with Shinigami-sama.
A new sound was heard, and everyone stopped what they were doing to look into the hall. People crowded the sides of the walls, and a wretched tune was being played, a strange scowl crossed everyone's faces.
"EXCALIBURRRR!!! EXCALIBURRR!!!"
Note: Sorry about all of the italics and bolds everybody! I got a little carried away.