One book in one year, written about your partner. Game on. Oh wait, they're writing about you too. [SoMa, TsuStar, KidLiz]
Rated M for Mature content
Genre: Romance, Suspense
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Soul
I sat and ate my lunch like a loner. To be honest, I didn't really care. In fact, I was concerned about my Japanese Lit. Assignment more than I should've been. I wasn't really worrying about not having any friends like normal. Because normally, I was just that guy who could sit and chill with anyone at any table, but not today.
Besides, most people at lunch were helping out teachers prepare for the Halloween dance. Halloween was kind of a big deal in Death City. It was like Christmas in America.
Today there was a pain and ache in my arms, a throbbing headache that was keeping me from thinking and tired eyes that bags under them with endless depth.
I pulled out my notebook, quickly glancing around, making sure Maka wasn't around to see me write.
Maka had a reason to try hard that most people didn't see. She never chose the right ways to display her feelings. Ever. There was something hidden inside of her and she always concealed it from others, making people think she was more conceited than she was. Her outward appearance could be misleading but she was too stubborn to change it.
I didn't want to admit it but I didn't hate Maka nearly as much as I did before. I almost pitied her. There was actually a part of me that wanted her father to be nice to her and for me to actually force him to.
And then I physically slapped myself in the face (hoping no one saw) and woke my crazy mind up. This was ugly, flat chested, stubborn and violent Maka. I did not feel bad for her.
So I dumped my tray along with the psycho thoughts about her.
I hadn't even seen her all day. She wasn't in Japanese Lit. or at lunch.
Maka
I had been crying all morning. Just a song that reminded me of 9th grade was all it took to break me down.
"Not again." I murmured, crumpled on the floor with my earphones in. I could've sworn that I deleted it but the song ... the song came on shuffle while I was taking a drink of milk on floor of my room while packing my school bag.
It hit me and I sat there crying for about an hour. Then I realized that school had already started so I waited until lunch to go back to school. My father was at work and he couldn't call me in late. The office at school was going to be so pissed.
I strolled down the streets of Death City while chewing on part of a sandwich for my lunch, feeling slightly revived after my ... problem...that morning. I saw some stares from people in the market, probably wondering why I wasn't in school.
Normally I would've freaked out for missing but considering I'd been sobbing all morning, despite my usual toughness I tried to keep up, I considered this a proper situation to skip.
I was pretty sure Stein wouldn't like me coming into Chemistry late either.
He was rambling on about reactants and substrates when I walked in. But he really didn't notice me much to my surprise. Stein just subconsciously grabbed my pass from my hands and continued on about enzymes and how we were going to use them in the lab.
I took a seat next to a displeased Ox Ford and heard Soul shift in his seat from behind me, obviously noticing.
"Please join two tables together per experiment." Stein announced. "We're running low on ingredients since some people in the last hour had some problems with making symmetric reactions."
A couple kids chuckled, knowing who he was obviously talking about.
"Tables 1 and 2, 3 and 4, 5 and 6..."
Great. We were with Soul and Black Star.
"I WANNA BE WITH TSUBAKI!" Black Star declared. "I'm switching."
"No you're not." Stein argued. They had a glaring war.
There were some awkward glances between Soul and I. Especially since we were so open with each other the other day.
While we worked in the lab, trying to make solutions and working with new chemical equations, Black Star had gone to Tsubaki's group, I felt Soul's eyes on me the whole time.
"Stop staring at me." I finally hissed.
Soul rolled his eyes.
"You think I'm staring at your ugly ass?" He wondered.
"I know you are." I grumbled lowly.
"Yeah well-"
"Focus!" Ox cut in but Soul and I both shot evil glares towards him and he began to do the rest of the work.
With shaking hands, I set the test tube down and returned my gaze towards Soul.
"Why don't you do something?" I suggested, sarcastically.
Soul gave a twitch of his eyebrows before responding.
"Fine." He coldly mumbled, reaching towards the test tube..
I watched his pale hands and as he grasped the tube, his sleeve ruffled upwards slightly and a jagged red line caught my eye. Soul quickly covered his sleeve but during his attempt he dropped the tube and it shattered.
"Dammit!" He cried.
"Soul!"
We both moved away from the glass, careful not to cut ourselves on it and then the blood red, jagged line came to my mind again and I looked at Soul.
"What?" He wondered. "I didn't mean to drop the fucking thing!"
"Nothing..." I mumbled.
While we were talking quietly, Ox was freaking out because we messed up the experiment. So finally after five minutes of his ranting, I hit him on the head with a book and it shut him up.
"Are you guys gonna clean that up?" Stein droned from his sleeping position on his desk.
"Yeah!" Soul called, looking at my gaze that was transfixed on the glass.
I looked at him and he just rolled his eyes as if I was supposed to say something.
I avoided his hands as we bent over and picked up the glass but by the end of the class I couldn't take it.
Once I picked up my books and the bell rang, I grabbed Soul's elbow and pulled him out into the hallway, around a corner so our classmates couldn't see us.
"What the fuck are you doing?" He growled.
I said no words though. I grabbed his arm, lifting it up higher and shoved his sleeve up.
Lined along the inside of his forearm were cuts. Jagged, deep slices into his skin. There were about 20 or 30 of them. To many to count by a glance. And they made me drop his arm and stumble back into the wall, letting his dark, red eyes bore into me. He looked slightly angry but more stern and serious than mad.
Not only did it trigger memories of 9th grade but unknown emotions flowed through me like a waterfall.
Soul
It wasn't really what I had expected when she pulled me out of the door. Her eyes turned watery and green at the sight of my arms and I couldn't really understand my own feelings. Honestly, I did not want anyone finding out about this. And now she had me. I knew I should've been more careful but here she was standing before me, staring at my wrist.
"Why?" She said in a scratchy voice.
My fists were now clenched by my sides. My throat was sore and I could feel my eyelids get heavier as I slowly closed them. She better had not been pitying me.
"Soul..."
"Just," What was I supposed to say? "Don't worry about it."
I tried to leave her but I felt her presence behind me.
"Go do some fucking homework or something." I growled, trying to keep her away.
At the time I didn't care if I hurt Maka. She needed to leave. Needed to stop hanging out with someone like me or she'd just turn out even worse than she already was.
I didn't look back as I left her standing there.
As I strutted down the hallway, purple hair caught my eye. I turned and watched Blair with all her big breasted friends skip down the hallway and suddenly I got an idea.
I followed her and while doing so I realized what I fucking slut she really was, cooing at random guys in the hallway, adjusting her skirt constantly...
This was going to be easy.
I grabbed her wrist and she snapped her hand around and looked at me.
It took her a moment.
"Ah!" She finally cried. "You're Soul Ev-"
"Yeah." I cut her off, keeping her from saying things that she shouldn't.
"What do ya want?" She wondered, smacking her gum, trying to be cute, while her friends shifted their weight into their hips in annoyance.
"I was thinking..." Ugh. How could I stoop this low? "That you wanted to hook up?"
This put a smile on her lips and it was more pleased than amused.
"Sure." She responded, looking down, hopefully not towards my pants. She probably already wanted to get into them. I had to be careful. I heard what Maka had said Blair and her father had been doing.
"Wanna prove it?" Blair questioned, pushing her friends away.
My eye twitched and I tried to ignore the fact that she was taller than me.
She stepped towards me and I fought my body from stepping back.
Blair snatched my tie pulling me by it so I was close to her face. Too close to be comfortable. I mean she was hot but-
Her lips connected to mine and I realized that I had her. She was going to be my girlfriend. It's not like I wanted this because I wanted her.
I just didn't want Maka to ever get close to again. I didn't want her to worry about the cuts or feel for more to the point where she'd tell someone about it. Besides, Maka hated me anyway.
But when we drew apart I hear a huge thump. I turned to my head to the side and saw Maka standing there, her books by her toes, eyes and mouth wide open.
Shit. That wasn't supposed to be in front of her.
A/N: Sorrrrrry long time before an update but I'm shhhupppper busy. Yeah I'll always update though ;) It's heating up babyyyy! Yeah apparently the guy I like never was in love with her but he did that to push me away because of some...stuff. It's kinda where I got this inspiration from. The main reason that this story was rated M was because of cutting and self harm but maybe some other stuff. I kinda planned Soul to be a cutter for a while like before I wrote the story. I put hints in other chapters too. So review guysss! I love it.