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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Fiction

SunshinGirl09

Maka

I stared at the sleek black dress. The top part and sleeves were a see through black. Black, long gloves went with that. At the bottom it thrilled out. This morning I had researched this music convention Soul and his mom were attending. It was high class. And I just happened to have a dress that would matched the occasion. Now I knew that I shouldn't butt in. However, something felt extremely wrong here.

Something felt like it was manipulated.

It was now Friday afternoon. I knew that this convention started today. And I knew I needed to go. The problem was Tsubaki and Black Star. They were both very suspicious of Soul's whereabouts. I had this feeling that I couldn't tell them. But, I got the vibe from them that they knew that I knew. It was terrible not telling them about it but I just had this feeling something else was involved.

Something. Just something. That's the only way I could sum the situation up. Something just wasn't right.

I slipped into the dress, knowing that my father was still at work. Hopefully the car would still be in the garage because I would then have to hitch a ride from someone in order to get to Tokyo, which I didn't plan on doing.

In my bathroom drawer, I found two black hair ties to pull my hair back. I was about to leave it down but my signature pigtails proved to be a much better idea. I didn't exactly know why I preferred to wear it that way, I just did.

I packed things in my purse next. Necessities. A cell phone. Band-aids. Tissues. Pens. Money. And let's not forget a book to hit people with. Actually, I always liked to carry books with me for reading when I got bored but people seemed to always get the idea I carried them around just for chopping others. Psh. Now when have I ever done that? I brought a hardcover too. At least it was extremely thin.

"Focus..." I muttered, remembering I was about to steal my dad's car and show up uninvited to a music convention with little motivation or intention. A normal girlfriend would wait until her boyfriend/ex-boyfriend for unexplained reasons, got back.

However, I wasn't a normal girlfriend. And Soul wasn't a normal boyfriend.

I also decided to pack some energy bars and other small snacks. I was a hungry person. By now, my purse was suspiciously overflowing. I hoped that they didn't have security guards or a guest list.

There was no way I could pull off having any musical talent whatsoever.

Shuffling around in my room, my hand brushed against something, knocking it off my bed post. I leaned over and bent down to see it was Soul's cap he gave me. Tears glistened in my eyes but didn't fall down my cheeks. I refused to let them. Honestly, I just hoped that Soul still loved me. I hoped that there was something else compelling him to break up with me because if that journal was really true, then we both felt the same way about each other.

I couldn't give up on him. Not yet. I had to make it to that music convention. That something was bothering me. That feeling.That uncomfortable feeling.

Shaking my head, I walked into the kitchen and inside the drawer by the sink, I retrieved the car keys. Thank god. I was really not hoping to find some sort of other ride. The problem getting back would be explaining to my father why I suddenly just took the car. For once, I wished he was drunk.

I slung my purse over my shoulder and slipped into black heels. Some would think it was stupid to wear them if I was going out and was going to walk around, especially at my age but after the run-in with Kyou's 'friends', wearing heels, I was pretty sure I could do anything in them.

The car was in the parking garage, untouched. It was a black convertible. The top was currently down. My papa liked it because he thought he was a chick magnet when he drove it. I liked it because it was manual. I learned on manual so I learned to prefer it.

I unlocked the vehicle, climbing into the leather seat and setting my purse on the passenger's seat. Then I put my foot on the clutch and brake, turning the car on, then switching to reverse and pulling out. I shifted to first then released the clutch, pulling out of the parking garage, shifting to second, then third, then sitting at fourth while I drove through Death City.

It felt really good to be driving the car again. I loved the feeling of the wind in my face. It almost felt like I was flying. Airline Maka! Then I reminded myself that I couldn't have dreams of flying in the car when I had to focus.

I was almost out of the city and then I saw Black Star and Tsubaki on the sidewalk. Shit.

They waved to me and I managed a smile as I drove past the Death City sign. They were definitely gonna text me later, demanding an explanation. I was super suspicious today anyway. Tsubaki was certainly going to be interrogating me. I would give them answers when I knew what was going on with my boyfriend myself.

The more I drove, the darker it got. I wasn't afraid of the dark but I was worried about finding my way around Tokyo. I knew the whole city was lit up and I'd been there before a few times but I wasn't exactly confident of the whole location of this music convention, even though I had printed out directions.

Now, what was I supposed to say to Soul when I got there? What if he refused to see me? What if he really actually hated me? I tried to force this discouraging thoughts out of my head. There was no way he could've been acting all along.

In order to drive out my thoughts, I turned on the radio. Music immediately started to blare. I considered turning it down because my papa obviously liked to rock out too loudly but then I realized it was doing a fine job of distracting me.

2NE1's "Can't Nobody" rang loudly as I buzzed down the street, en route to Tokyo.

"Can't nobody hold us down, 날 멈추려 하지마!" (A/N: Gal ddae-gga-ji gal ddae-gga-ji gass-eo nan For you 'Take My Picture')

I didn't understand what they were saying but whatever station my dad had tuned into was really catchy and it was making me forget about Soul briefly. But soon enough, a song called Sherlock came on and I realized that I needed to become Sherlock. This was a party that I wasn't invited to. This was a mystery except it felt like it was more like a crime scene investigation yet I was the victim, revisiting the murder.

For a while, I was so scared that someone was following me, this red car, but then it pulled off at a different exit and I breathed a sigh of relief. I was way too uptight over this. It was probably nothing. Soul was just probably being an ass.

After another hour and a half I finally reached Tokyo and it sure was lit up. But there was no time to admire the lights, I had to find wherever this music convention was being held.

I drove around for what seemed like forever. The streets were nothing like Death City. People were bitchy about their driving. So were pedestrians. They were climbing over taxis left and right when their crosswalk light didn't show during traffic. "Can't nobody hold them down" I thought to myself, laughing at my own joke.

"Focus..." I mumbled again, trying to get a lay of the land. I passed a familiar restaurant that I was pretty sure my mom and brought me to at one point in my childhood. The name wasn't familiar at all but the flashy sign jogged my memory greatly for some reason. However the memory was fuzzy and unclear...too unclear to even understand.

It took almost another hour before I found the gates for the music convention, however the building was closed, it was already around ten anyway. Now I knew I wasn't going to find Soul's hotel so I decided to find one of my own.

I sighed, resting my forehead on the steering wheel. The sound of heels brought me to attention. An elegant woman had exited the large building. I squinted, knowing that I had seen her somewhere before. I got another glimpse at her purse and realized that she was Soul's mom.

But where was Soul? I brain worked furiously. What was going on?

Being the creep that I was, I decided to follow her. It would've been better if I was in a Taxi or something. Or maybe a vehicle with a top. Now I looked super creepy. Not that she would've noticed anyway. She was strutting down the sidewalk with that "Bitch, I do what a want" look.

Now the real question was, where was she going? I had a feeling it wasn't a hotel. Not with that attitude. She was what? Forty? Where was she going at this time of night when she had a son? Just let Soul wonder around Tokyo? I didn't trust him in Death City alone.

I continued to follow her until she reached a nightclub. I could see the laser lights beam around the room through the modern styled windows. Then I saw her flash an ID to a man standing by the entrance who let her in.

"Sherlock time." I mumbled, swerving around expertly and parking in the nearest space.

I knew I wasn't about to get past that guard. Even if I did have an ID that showed I was eighteen or older, he probably wouldn't have believed me considering how young I look, especially with my pigtails.

Still, what was Soul's mom doing all alone in that club? Maybe Wes was in there. Or Soul?

Then I remembered he was too young. But what if he was there? I could sneak in too. Being the crafty person I was, I searched around the bouncing building for an entrance. I figured the whole throw an object to distract the guard and sneak in trick wouldn't work. Dammit.

"Hmmm..." I pondered, taking in all of the surroundings. What would Soul do? He'd beat the guard up, no doubt. Not happening. Legendary Maka or not.

I walked around to the back of the building, trying to not look suspicious, which was hard considering I was an innocent looking girl just glancing around all the sides of a building as if they were somewhat intriguing.

I was definitely glad the rain wasn't heavy anymore. This morning it was drizzling and it had been throughout the day but now it was only cloudy, no rain falling though. I was very thankful for that. My convertible didn't like water. Correction: Papa's convertible that I stole.

Reality was sinking in when I thought about the deep shit was about to be in when I got back. Why couldn't I have just been a good girl and stayed? Oh yeah because Soul was a bad boy who broke my heart. Time to go hunt him down.

I then stumbled up a second story window. There was a metal latter that started halfway up the wall. Smirking, I hiked up my dress.

Jumping up, I clung onto the bar, dangling above the ground now by a foot. My arm strength didn't look the great but it wasn't bad. I swung my legs back for momentum and pulled up. Now my chest touched the first bar. I sneaked my foot up to land on the bar now and heaved the rest of my body on top of the rung, gaining support. Then I began to climb up the rest of the latter.

Once I reached the window, I prayed that it wasn't locked. I tugged at it and it seemed to, unfortunately, be either jammed or locked. Then I remembered the book in my purse, which was slung behind my back. I held onto the latter with one had and with the other dug around in my purse for the book. Once I retrieved it, forced it into the small space the window left and tried prying it open. Thank god no one had spotted me yet.

No big deal. Just a girl hanging onto a second story window and latter, trying to pry open a window with a book.

Finally the window budged, nearly sending my flying off the latter but I already learned from my mistake before and clung for dear life and then pulled myself into the window, hearing pounding music from inside.

I was only on the second floor and was already getting blinded by the lights. The song Tik Tok by U-Kiss blared through the speakers and I felt the bass beating in my heart...or was that my heart?

"Soul's mom..." I reminded myself. "Find her..."

But I looked out from the balcony and saw that there was a huge crowd of people on the dance floor and didn't know how the hell I was supposed to find Soul's mom from here. From anywhere. Wes. Find Wes too. And Soul.

I spotted the DJ, jamming out. Then I found the steps and quickly ran down them, getting squished into the dance floor. Ugh. So many bodies. And everyone was hot and sweaty make the room unbearable.

I squirmed out, barely breathing and took a seat by the bar, but ignored the bartender. The last thing I needed was to get drunk. I checked my phone as I sat down and saw that it was almost eleven now. Why wasn't Soul with his mom now? I thought that she could've been meeting him here but it made absolutely no sense. Wes didn't seem to be here either. And where they hell did she go anyway?

Now I was starting to get a headache and it wasn't necessarily from the music. It was from trying to figure out what the heck was going. Honestly. What was going on? There seemed to be a secret, a catch that I was missing.

Finally, I spotted Soul's mother, swaying to the music. I wasn't about to let her out of my sight either. Watching her though, I tried to understand the Evans family's love for music. She seemed so into it, like she understood every aspect of it.

What was it about music that had all of the people I knew dancing like crazy. Soul was extremely in love with the piano, I knew that. But other people had a love for music too. I just never understood it. Becoming Soul's girlfriend...ex? Girlfriend? I started to learn a few things about music. I started to understand the counting. It was like math so I could get that.

But there were just aspects to it that I would never fully comprehend.

Now suddenly everyone was doing the same dance step. It seemed to be shuffling. I may have not understood music that well but dance wasn't too hard for me.

"Lovey dovey dovey dovey...oh, oh, oh..."

They were all in sync and that was when I realized Soul's mom was no longer on the floor. I started to panic but then I spotted her on the other side of the bar, holding a drink in her hand but looking like she had no intent on drinking it.

What was up with her? I'd met her a few times but I'd never seen her look depressed. I wanted to go talk to her but even I knew it was far best to keep my distance. She could've been in on this too, whatever this was.

Then she suddenly got up from her seat and I got up also, following her. It was too late when I realized that she was leaving. The guard immediately saw me.

"Hey, miss," He addressed me. "Can I see your ID please?"

I ducked when Soul's mom turned around to see who he was talking to. But then he started to come toward me. I spun around on my heel quickly and darted though the shuffling people who took no notice of my hurry. I knew that man was following me but it would be hard to spot me through the crowd of dancing people.

I managed to make it to the steps and bolted up them, panting. He seemed to notice that I had gone up right away and yelled at me to stop again. No way. I knew that going to places like these underage was against the law and he could report me. He wasn't a real cop so it wasn't like he could do anything if I escaped though, which was what I planned to do.

Then I made it to the window which I thrust open, looking back in horror, seeing he made it up the steps already. Maybe he was more fit than I was. Without thinking, I jumped out the window, clutching the bottom rung instinctively. When I went down though, it felt like the weight of my body falling to earth ripped my arm out of my socket, however it saved me a broken leg. Now that I was dangling closer to the ground, I let go, still feeling pain in my arm.

The man just looked down at me with disgust on his face.

"Just stay out you little whore!" He cried.

I broke into a run before he had even opened his mouth though. I had more important things to do like stalking my ex boyfriend's mom. She walked to a five star hotel a couple blocks away. I felt all my financial hope crushed just by looking at it. Yeah. Not happening.

As much as I wanted to continue to stalk her, there was no way I could enter. Probably just breathing the air there had a price. So I avoided the tall, high class building and a block away stayed at a smaller hotel, which nearly wiped out all my money just for one night. Ugh. Thank god I remembered the car otherwise I would be in deeper shit.

Oh I was so dead when I got back home too.

I checked in and once I was in my room, wanted to cry because of my shoulder. I hadn't packed any pajamas or anything. All I could do was sleep in this. I made sure to lock my door.

I collapsed on my bed, knowing there was no way I could sleep. There was an uneasy feeling because I had left home. There was an uneasy feeling because I didn't know what the hell was going on with Soul or his brother. And there was an uneasy feeling because Soul's mothers complex expression were still etched in my mind.

Laying down, I opened my purse and pulled out an energy bar, stuffing it into my mouth, chewing furiously. For all the lying, cheating men that there were in the world, there was always food. I liked food much better as a boyfriend. It never lied to me. It never cheated on me. And I could always depend on it to make me feel better in terrible situations.

However, there was that uneasy feeling that was settled in my stomach, unwilling to leave. Something was about to go down. I could feel it.

A/N: Many KPOP references :D That's for you 'Take My Picture' but anyway...GETTING INTENSE? Oh yes...I spend an hour in the middle of writing this, trying to find the exact plot. I generally knew what was going to happen but with fanfiction I don't plan in detail and just kinda write to see what'll happen and see what turns out ahaha. But I REALLY had to think about this one. It was great lol. Anywayyys REVIEW OKAY? :D I still want to hear all your theories!