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
We sprinted away. Away was the only place to go. Soul and I ran as fast as we could but something was inevitable and I couldn't shake off the sense of danger that surrounded me. I could only focus on the warmth of Soul's hand, perhaps warm from playing to piano. Go. Go. Go. We just kept going, out of the convention building, which stirred the guards more, and out onto the street.
"Soul..." I whispered, knowing he couldn't hear me. I was just so glad to have him back.
The feeling of dread that consumed my heard the past few days was starting to decay and disappear. I still needed to talk this out with him but somehow I knew it was going to work out. I knew that Soul was only trying to protect me. But protect me from what. He had better explain.
"Soul," I said louder. "I need to know what's going on!"
His legs only pumped faster.
"I will explain," he informed me. "Don't worry about that. We just gotta go."
I blinked, listening to the storm clouds over head. What was this awful timing. Why did we have to get a storm this week?
"I have a car!" I told him. "That might help!"
He nodded and I started to lead us but then I realized that I wasn't entirely sure of the direction that we needed to go in.
"Wait stop!" I suddenly announced, breaking from our run. "Do you hear that?"
"What?" Soul looked annoyed that we were now immobile.
We both paused, looking around.
Sirens blaring. The sound was coming closer.
"Do you think those are for us?" I questioned, started to walk again.
"For you, maybe. " Soul answered. "How did you get into the convention anyway?"
"I snuck in." I answered, feeling winded because Soul broke into another run.
Soul narrowed his eyes.
"That might be why," he said. "But I'm not entirely sure."
"Sorry..."I apologized, coughing from the lack of air. "I shouldn't have come. I should've waited."
Soul's grip on my hand tightened.
"Truthfully, now that you told me Wes is here, I don't think it would've mattered if you followed me or not." He reasoned.
I simply didn't understand.
"You don't possibly mean that he followed me do you?" I questioned.
"That's exactly what I mean." Soul remarked as we twisted around the corner. "Now where is your car?"
"I-I...don't know." I answered honestly. "I don't know where we are. But you need to explain to me. Why wouldn't it mattered if I-"
A sharp snag on my shoulder cut me off and something hit me in the head. I screeched in pain.
"Maka- OW!" Soul's voice rang loudly also.
I felt the air from my throat leave and I gasped, trying to breathe. Someone was choking me. I struggled against them, trying to get a glimpse of whoever attacked Soul was. Two people had jumped us. Why hadn't we seen them or heard them? Because they were waiting for us. Someone must've warned them maybe? As in, there were more people?
"Jesus Christ!" I gagged. Panic rose inside of me in the way water flowed into a boat filled with holes.
I managed to step on their foot but it only managed to slow them down a little bit. It must've been the person that lead Soul to the convention. The person that was manipulating the situation. However, I still didn't know what the fuck was going on. No one had exactly explained this to me.
Next to me there was a grunting sound and then a thump. I thought that, at first, in horror, Soul had been hurt badly but his capture laid knocked out on the ground.
"Maka!" Soul shouted to me.
I turned, facing him and caught something he'd thrown at me, straining my neck greatly. It was a pot. Instinctively, I brought it up, over my head and crashed it on the person's head who was holding me. The choke hold only increased and for a second I thought I was done for but then he suddenly dropped as if there was a delayed reaction.
My knees collapsed and Soul caught me as I was thrown into a fit of coughing. He rubbed my back and continued to hold me. I clutched onto his sleeve. And that was when I realized he was wearing a really nice suit and it was probably getting ruined now.
But then I remembered that I was dressed no more casually.
I could then only look at the people we'd just knocked out and the flower soil everywhere. And then at the porch of the townhouse from which we'd taken their flowers. I really hoped that they didn't wake up and call the polic-
Sirens wailed even more.
"Soul, they're coming!" I scrambled to my feet, knowing it could be impossible to evade the police. Probably getting caught by them for sneaking in was better than defying them for sneaking in and then getting caught.
"It doesn't make sense." He said through gritted teeth. "Why would they come just for you sneaking in?"
I shook my head, allowing him to help me to my feet. We then both looked at each other. Green eyes and red ones meeting in a clash. Like a small battle between our visionary senses.
Soul then pulled me into a kiss, grabbing me by the shoulders. I missed his lips. I missed his tongue. His taste. I missed all of it.
But it didn't last long. He pulled out and grabbed my hand again.
"I guess I'll have to explain on the way." He told me as we began to run again, in search of my car.
"You're damn right, you asshole." I growled at him.
Soul charged us forward.
"It wasn't much, what Wes told me." He explained. "All he said was if I cared about you, I had to let you go. And then I had to go to the music convention. I asked him what if I didn't break up with you."
I gulped, breathing in suddenly. tired of running in these heels. Tired of the curiosity and mystery.
"And what did he say?" I wondered.
Soul couldn't look at me.
"He said the cost could be your life. I tried to ask why. He wouldn't answer. All he said was I had to make it so you wouldn't see me..." Soul paused. "That obviously didn't work." He continued, giving me a look.
My heart ached at the thought. I didn't think Soul had that kind of stuff in him. What kind of guy sacrificed having love? Sacrificed his reputation? Sacrificed his happiness for the well being of another person? Relief and forgiveness washed over me. I couldn't just not forgive someone who put his own feelings aside for the safety of another. Soul let me go, the only person he really loved, so that I would be okay.
"S-Soul..." I felt tears come to my eyes.
"Eh! It's no time for crying!" Soul reminded me. "We're kind of in a situation!"
I nodded, remembering.
"Someone just tried to kill us." Soul continued. "It must be related to Wes. He said he wasn't coming. My thought is it has to do something with you. I think that he might be following you."
I gasped at the thought.
"Oh, Soul! It makes sense!" I told him. "I kept having this feeling that someone was watching me, or following me!"
Soul's perplexed expression deepened.
"You think you're confused." He said. "But you're not the only one. Why would Wes make me come to the music convention after I broke up with you? I would already be away from you anyway? I'm so confused."
"There they are!" Policemen were already charging at us from the right side.
"And why the hell are they after us?" Soul demanded, pissed.
I didn't blame him. I didn't quite understand myself.
Soul released his grip and we suddenly jumped over a cart of food, thankfully not knocking it over. That would be a another very angry person that we would have to deal with chasing after us.
The problem with this situation was that we didn't know who our enemies were. We didn't know what their motive was to get us because we didn't know exactly who they were exactly.
And then I remembered the flash of orange I saw earlier. There was no way. Kyou's gang couldn't have been here could it? That just wasn't possible. I didn't want to think about it but it seemed so..
"Turn!" Soul announced it so quickly that I nearly tripped over my feet.
We stopped, almost running into a busy street. The two of us looked up at the streetlight. It wasn't turning green anytime soon. We quickly glanced around, frustrated with the situation. The people who were after us were growing in numbers, coming from wall to wall.
I wished that we had a chance to check the people who tried to knock us out maybe an ID or something. Too bad the police stopped us before getting a chance to do that or tie them up and interrogate them. Then again, I wasn't a cop. I didn't know who to interrogate people anyway.
It was almost like trying to escape from paparazzi. Some people looked ordinary and unsuspecting. Or some people, cough, the cops were obvious. We just hoped that the policemen coming after us didn't encourage people off the street against us.
I wished I could've found my car. However, I didn't want a car chase either.
While we ran, I pulled out my phone to see if I could find a navigator while Soul led me. I noticed I had more text messages. I had a missed call from my papa. Geez. There was so much to think about right now.
Perhaps I should've just focused on staying alive.
We ran to another street corned but the only way was across and the light for the walker wasn't on.
"S-Soul-"
Too late.
He tugged me across. We nearly got clean to the other side when a taxi nearly ran us over. Our hands unconnected and we rolled off the top and then onto the ground. I felt the skin on my knees rip and so did my wonderful dress. Pain. It wasn't excruciating but it stung.
"Someone stop them!"
Dammit.
Soul picked me up, ignoring the taxi driver swearing like mad, and continued to run.
"Soul, I think I found the way to my car!" I announced, looking at my phone.
Soul looked at me, his face sweaty with effort. For a small moment I thought about how attractive it looked but then I reminded myself of the situation that we were in.
"How?" He questioned.
"Well," I explained. "It's in the complete opposite direction. The other side from where we left the convention center."
"Shit." Soul commented, breathing hard.
I was also having problems inhaling and exhaling. My panting was becoming excessive. It felt like there was constant blood rising in my throat. My breath was very ragged now and I was also sweating, though I doubted it looked even close to attractive.
"I know." I agreed.
"Well we can't just go back." Soul said.
I nodded.
"We probably have to go around to get to the car. Let's just hope they don't have a warrant for our arrest or something." I answered. "I don't want this to follow us back to Death City."
We turned another corner, passing some of the strangest shops.
I wish I could go back in time.
"What in the world did we do?" I quietly wondered.
Soul and I turned once more, stopping and catching our breath, leaning against a brick wall. I was reminded of our second kiss. It was more...smuttier? than the first one. I think it was when I realized that I loved Soul. It seemed long ago though. I remembered how mad I was that Soul came along. But now I needed him and I wished we were back in that pathetic, no-big-deal situation.
I realized that this was the type of thinking that had crossed my mind when I was kidnapped. Always wishing you could just go back. Go back in time. It's too bad the world didn't have time machines because I really needed one.
Soul just shook his head.
"We're running out of time." He mumbled as the storm clouds grew angrier and the sky was becoming more like night.
"Look Soul!" I cried, pointing to another nightclub. Tokyo was famous for them.
"Maka this is no time to- good idea!" Soul awarded me.
Soul
Okay, it was starting to make sense. We might be able to lose the police in the club. There seemed to be no one monitoring the door for under aged people so we were golden there.
I pulled my girlfriend's hand...well I think my girlfriend.
We disappeared into the flashing lights. Hot, sweaty bodies engulfed us and I had to hold tight so I didn't lose her. It seemed like we were having some sort of dance but we were only running...running through the crowded people.
Purple lights flashed, nearly blinding me.
We found a spot right next to the DJ guarded by dancing bodies. Maybe we'd stay there for five minutes or so. Music blared into our ears. I felt like was was becoming deaf. And sadly, my perfect pitch coming into play, I knew every note that loudly sirened through the club.
Okay it was detective time. We needed to figure out who the fuck was messing with us.
"Who do you think is doing this?" I talked into Maka's ear.
She shrugged, talking into mine.
"I-I think it could be Kyou." She said. "I don't know for sure but something else is coming into play here."
I agreed with her and for some reason desperately wanted to dance with her but this wasn't exactly the time. I still needed to work this out with her. I loved her, the fucking wuss that I was.
It was time to go though. I was getting suffocated in hear and it was straying from our goal. I just hoped the police were completely lost and not waiting for us by the entrance or anything.
We fought our way to the back door, an unoccupied room and peeked out the window. No cops.
Then we walked out.
Big. Mistake.
"Agh!" I heard Maka's shriek first and reached out to her but she was snagged away and I felt myself pushed to the dirt. But it wasn't the cops. My first thought was that dickface Kyou but I got a look at the people who were now trying to kill us and they didn't fit the description.
"Maka!" I cried. "Let her go." I growled. "If you value your limbs attached to your body, I suggest you let her go."
I wasn't the one to be making threats but I didn't care. The anger inside me only rose.
Maka was suddenly shoved to the ground next to me. I grabbed her arm, trying to get a clear look at the two guys. I could kick their ass easily but I had to see what I was up against first. It would be a little difficult if they had weapons.
"Come on, Maka." One of the guys said. "Don't you remember me?"
Maka looked up at him as he stepped into the light, squinting.
There was a distinct hole in his upper lips and his hair was swooped to one side. That was kind of gross. She looked at the other guy.
"I don't...the hole!" Her eyes widened and I wanted to ask her what she was talking about while she was having her little epiphany.
The guy cackled.
"Bitch. If you don't remember who I am I'm going to-"
"N-Nao!" Maka suddenly cried.
I racked my brain, suddenly remembering Maka's story about Kyou. He kicked one of the guys she was with so his tooth went straight through his lip. This was that guy. And his friend...
"A-And...that's Aoi?" Maka asked.
What the hell do these two have against Maka? Then I remembered her story. Oh fuck. Why they hell was this going on?
"Mmm...hesitation." Nao stepped closer, his long black hair moving over his eyes. "Well it's too late, Maka Albarn."
Author's Note: Ahhh! Sorry I got you excited for another chapter and then I skipped a day lol. There's still some confusion going on isn't there? Yeah I don't think there's any way any of you will guess how this ties together buuuut you can try? :D So yeah. When I make stories I like to pull really insignificant details and make them big later on. I'm kiiinda a bitch like that ;) But anyway review. I heard there's some crazy shit like deleting rated M stories or something like that? -_- No. I have my story backed up but if it gets deleted...Imma be pissed. Then I'll have to reupload it rated T and lose all my reviews T_T Anyway that's just what I heard...someone tell me if you have any info on that buttt anyway. REVIEW XD