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

Liz

Kid's breath tickled my nose and his hand rested on my shoulder. He leaned over and I clutched the sofa gulping. When did we get like this? I was totally swooning. Before, I would look for any way to kick his pretty boy ass but now he was the one in control...well as long as he was pinning me down in a symmetrical way that is. I just hoped that Patty really was at the park harassing pigeons like she said. I could see that being a lie.

I felt small next to him. And it wasn't size-wise considering I was taller. It was in intelligence. I realized how freaking smart Kid was. It was in the way he had control over me. I felt small maybe because I knew he could control me with his words.

Honestly, I didn't know why he put up with me. I was a crazy bitch right? I was someone who used to live on the streets. Why would rich Kid ever pick us up and invite us to his home? Was it because he was my partner? Was it because he felt bad? I didn't know what it was about him but I trusted him now. He and Patty were the only people I truly trusted...well Patty for the most part sometimes trusting her was sketchy.

But there was something about Kid that I trusted, which didn't make sense because he was obsessively compulsive. But then there was that. When Kid went OCD on everyone, I wanted to be the one to calm him. I wanted to be the one to make him feel better, no matter how annoying or repetitive his random symmetrical attacks were. I wanted to be there for him.

"Kid...what if Patty comes?" I wondered.

I didn't think that he heard me or he must've been not listening because his lips brushed against mine and then went deeper. I closed my eyes, caught up in the moment. Oh it was so nice having another person.

We were like boyfriend and girlfriend in hiding. I wished we could've come out like Maka and Soul. Which, finally, happened. I was actually proud of those two kids because honestly, I thought it was never going to happen though it needed to. Their relationship sung out.

But I didn't know if Kid and I could do that. I had my sister and I didn't want her to feel left out. She'd probably act like she wasn't sad. She'd probably cover it up with hyperactive behavior. I never wanted her to feel that way. I was the only person she had. And Kid. We were her and only family and those two were my only family. Our parents left us so we had nowhere to go.

If Kid and I started a relationship that could ruin everything.

My hands moved down to Kid's biceps and I also felt even more inferior. I could've beat him in an arm wrestle...maybe. But I had a few glimpses of Kid's athleticness especially during basketball and I suddenly started to doubt my self defense skills. Not that I would need them against Kid.

Oh and then the fact that he's always wearing a suit. Guys in suits. Ugh. Can't even...too hot.

We were both panting now and Kid had this smirk on his face. The more inferior I started to feel...that damn bastard. Why did he have to do this to me? I was supposed to be a strong, independent woman. Fuck.

Yet I was the one who wanted to go out with him.

"K-Kid y-"

"HEY GUYS!" Patty chirped, causing me nearly to scream.

Kid fell off on me and we both scrambled to our feet, beet red, rubbing our necks.

"Ugh...sorry for falling on you, Liz!" Kid suddenly exclaimed.

"Gee...that's ,ugh, okay!" I announced loudly.

We both looked at Patty and in unison asked, "What?"

Patty rocked back and forth on her heels, smiling.

"Phone call!" She pulled my cell phone from behind her back.

"Who is it?" I wondered, walking towards her, hoping my face wasn't looking as hot as it felt.

"It's Tsuuuubaaaki!" Patty cheered, dropping the phone in my fingertips and giving Kid a wink which made him gulp, glancing over at me.

Patty stalked away and I gave Kid a look, shaking my head and rolling my eyes before putting the phone to my ear.

"Hey what's up?" I inquired.

"Hey, Liz?" Tsubaki asked into the phone. "I have a question."

"Shoot." I told her, eager to get my mind off of Kid's lips and his-

"Have you seen Maka or Soul anywhere?" Tsubaki wondered and I could hear the concern in her voice.

I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"Um, no," I answered. "Why? Should I have seen them?"

"Well I haven't seen Maka anywhere and I've called her and texted her for two days straight. She seemed super depressed yesterday at school and Soul's been missing for almost a week!"

Well I knew about Soul and I knew Maka was depressed but she was missing? She wasn't answering her texts? What the heck?

"Did you check her apartment?" I responded, switching ears and giving Kid a confused look, blinking.

"I knocked but no one answered." Tsubaki informed me. "I don't think her father knows either."

"You think they ran away or something?" I suggested, hoping that wasn't true. I knew the streets better than any of the kids at school and they weren't pretty, especially for newcomers. I didn't know if they'd last a day. I didn't think Maka had ever even seen a gang before. There's no way she could have been able to deal with those types of people. However, something gave me the idea that Maka didn't easily take shit from anyone. And then Soul...

"I hope not!" Tsubaki squeaked. "That'd be terrible! Black Star can't even get a hold of Soul."

I frowned. Something was definitely suspicious. But what was going on? I hoped that I wasn't the only one confused out of their mind.

"Listen, I'll call you back." I told Tsubaki. "Looks like Kid and I'll look around the city for them."

"'Kay bye!" Tsubaki hung up.

Click!

"What's going on?" Kid wondered.

I looked at him, sighing.

"We got some missing kids." I replied, hands on hips. "Come on."

Maka

Soul suddenly blocked a kick from Nao that was supposed to connect with my face. We suddenly scrambled upward, backing away from Nao and Aoi. They came forward, but stopped after one step. Something caught my eye. A swagger...was one of them drunk? They both seemed to glare at me with hatred. And then they looked at Soul.

"You're not supposed to be here." Aoi informed Soul.

Soul raised his eyebrows, about to come up with some smart ass remark but Nao came in first.

"Correction. She's not supposed to be here." Nao corrected Aoi.

They both nodded and left Soul and I in confusion. How the heck did they know that I was the one who was attending the convention and not in it. Well, I wasn't really attending it. More like interrupting it.

"Okay someone...someone please just TELL me what's GOING ON!" Soul cried, still searching for weapons on the two. "I don't care what the hell you guys wanna do to us. Okay maybe I do. But just TELL me what's going on. What did we do to you? Are we being followed? What are the cops doing? Just please tell us why this is all happening if you want to have the goddamn right to harass us." Soul growled at them, still not letting his guard down.

The two boys in front of us cackled loudly.

"I can't believe what we're hearing." Nao mumbled. "Do you even know what she did to us?"

"No!" I cut in. "What did I do to you? Huh?"

Nao scowled, looking upward.

"LOOK AT MY FUCKING LIP!" He nearly screeched, putting his pinky through the hole.

I clutched Soul's arm, feeling disgusted but bad at the same time. But I didn't have time to comment.

"Your boyfriend gave me that." Nao grumbled. "And what did you do? Stand by and watch!"

"I tried to protect you!" I screamed, feeling my eyes water. Talking about that night last year always did this to me.

"Jesus, I'm going crazy." Nao announced. "You left me there. You didn't even call the police! Thanks to you I got beat up even more!"

"I did take their gun away!" I told him. "Saved you from getting shot. Besides, I didn't even know where you were! I practically got raped and they threatened me. What was I supposed to do?"

Nao rolled his eyes.

"Selfish bitch." He growled. "Look what you did to Aoi, who used to like you!"

I received another glare, feeling how uncomfortable Soul was next to me.

"He looks fine!" I snapped, getting annoyed by this. This better have connected to everything in a more relevant way because this better have not been the reason for all my heartbreak and pain.

"Fine!" Aoi cried. He lifted up his pant leg, revealing a terrible looking scar. Then he limped towards me.

Shit. He wasn't drunk like I thought, he was permanently injured.

"Oh my god." I commented. "I am so sorry that happened to you!" I wanted him to know I was sincere and that I cared. It really looked painful. But I didn't do that to hi-

"Thanks to Kyou, I have this wonderful injury for life!" Aoi cried. "I got it for loving you! You never noticed! You never visited me in the hospital or the entire year and a half that I was in physical therapy! Even before this you didn't notice me!"

"I'm really sorry!" I apologized. "But I personally didn't do this to you! It's not my fault that Kyou is a crazy dickface okay?"

Aoi stomped the ground and I was frightened for a second that his leg would shatter but it seemed fine. Soul seemed less concerned. He was just clutching my arm.

"Bullshit, Maka!" Aoi retorted, Nao almost speaking the same thing. "Your heartless because you didn't even care!"

Tears were now streaming down my face. This didn't seem fair. I didn't do this to them.

"I-I'm sorry! Really! None of this was intentional!" I cried.

"It's too late to apologize, Maka." Nao informed me. "Now don't worry. This isn't intentional."

The knife came from nowhere. I jumped back but Soul stepped in front of me and I wanted to cry. The knife slashed at his knee, which came up to knock the weapon out of the way. It sliced through Soul's fancy pant leg and blood oozed through. Itt wasn't life threatening but it still made tears stream from my cheeks. I clutched Soul's arm even harder and cried.

"H-Hey!" I scolded. "Move! I can't let you get hurt!"

"Why didn't you do this for me, huh?" Aoi wondered, grabbing Soul onto Soul, trying to push him away from me however he only earned a punch from that and stumbled back.

But while Soul was preoccupied with him, Nao popped up, hitting Soul in the neck, who clutched it in pain. My wrist was grabbed roughly by Nao and I was thrown into the wall. My head crashed into it and I felt suddenly dizzy, my head spinning and panic rising. I felt some substance trickle from my head. It must've blood but it didn't seem serious. But it hurt like a bitch.

When my vision returned to me I saw Nao smirking. That bastard. I could see the sin in his grin.

I scrambled to my feet and backed into Soul, suddenly dodging a hit from Aoi who was back on his feet again. I was shaking. This seemed bad. There was still a knife somewhere and I doubted the police were a reliable source of help.

"Ahaha." Nao chuckled, a smile returned by Aoi. "This is like a game isn't it?"

They seemed to be enjoying our terror. I think that Soul was more afraid of me getting hurt than his own safety.

"It's funny, isn't it?" Aoi asked Nao. "How the tables have turned."

I didn't find it very funny at all. It was sadistic.

Soul backed me into the wall but I scooched out from behind him, earning myself a glare. There was an intense moment of silence. Calm before a storm.

Slash.

The knife was back and terror filled me as Soul and I both dodged it. I tried to run past Aoi but he ended up stopping my with his foot in my stomach. I really should've taken more self defense lessons from Liz.

Goddammit.

I swung around, trying to punch him but instead he took my fist and put it behind my back, pressing me into the ground. The pressure was making my body shake insanely in pain. Unable to stand it, I launched my foot into his face from under me and somersaulted over his body. It would've looked cool if I had actually landed on my feet and maybe if I didn't have such a frightened expression on my face.

But before I could enjoy the microscopic moment of glory, Nao was suddenly attacking me but Soul pulled him back by the collar and punched him in the jaw, sending him into the wall which he crashed into with full force.

I thought about how much that would hurt but then it was suddenly happening to me. Aoi had recovered and shoved me to the ground where my already bleeding head had been hit causing an explosion of pain. Blackness started to engulf me in flashes but I refused to let it take over.

I was up on my feet, realizing this was the first real fight I had with someone. Last time with Kyou it was more of a kidnapping. I hadn't done much but I now tat we weren't going anywhere and these two kids that I once knew as sweet people just wanted to beat us to a bloody pulp over something that wasn't even my fault. Shouldn't they have been hurting Kyou? Maybe they thought that they couldn't take him.

However, I certainly wasn't interested in fighting to death. In fact, the knife on the ground was making me grow more nervous.

Now, how would we outmatch these two very angry people?

"Maka." Soul addressed me, taking my hand, pulling me to him and looking at Nao and Aoi. "You've got some pretty messed up friends here from ninth grade."

I nodded. He didn't even know.

"She messed us up." Nao spat with hatred, trying to grab for me but was caught by Soul, who twisted his wrist and sent him stumbling back with another punch. The second one to his face.

"If this is all you planned on doing, you're failing miserably." Soul informed them.

I wanted to slap him for provoking them further.

"Oh really?" Aoi challenged. "Sorry you feel that way. Here maybe this will help."

He pulled out a gun. I froze. It wasn't one of those shiny toy guns either.

I suddenly was thinking about how much I wanted to live. I'd thought about how life would be if I just didn't have to live it but with a gun in my face I really started to think about living not being so bad. Shit. I really wanted to survive.

Soul stiffened and I could feel him gravitate in front of me.

My muscles contracted and I was in front of him now. No matter how much I wanted to live, my muscles reacted faster than my brain and I outstretched my arms in front of Soul, who tried to pull them away and shove me behind him but I was firmly planted. He would've had to hurt me in order to make me move.

For a second, I saw Nao twitch. His eyebrows furrowed and then they released, the look on his face leaving.

"Perfect. Just the one we want to kill." He said, regaining conscience.

My eyes water but I refused to let the tears fall for the second time. I had to look as strong as possible. Soul's nails dug into my shoulders though.

"Maka," He dangerously warned. "If you don't move, I'm going to hurt you." His voice was a low growl and I could tell he was pissed.

"Soul," I whispered back, looking behind me and upwards. "I love-"

The shot rose above my voice but the pain rose even higher.

"Oops. Slipped."

Pain exploded in my calf and I realized that was where the bullet was now dug deep. My screech rose loudly and I felt tears squeeze down. I was in so much pain that I couldn't think of a time where I had been in so much pain. It felt like someone had taken a sledgehammer and tried to hammer a nail in my calf. I could only shriek and I felt myself blacking out but Soul's screaming and hands on my shoulder helped me fight to stay awake.

Then the panic had set in, my conscience fighting it back. I had just been fucking shot. My adrenaline kicked in, making me grab my leg and squeeze as hard as possible. But no amount of squeezing was doing my leg any justice.

And then it started to burn. I literally thought my leg was on fire. I actually wondered if Aoi had suddenly acquired a flamethrower and was pressing it to my leg. That's how much it burned. This was not like it was in the movies.

I was just fighting to gain consciousness. I didn't know how people in the movies even talked coherently when they were shot. All I wanted was the pain to go away and suddenly, blacking out didn't seem like such a bad idea, but I remembered Soul and that was my constant that kept me awake..

"Your turn?" I realized that Aoi was addressing Soul and my shaking body sat up and I fought to stand on one leg, sweat beaded down my forehead and the clouds overhead thundered. How was I even doing this?

I thought about how much I didn't want to be shot again yet no amount of incoherent thinking could stop my muscles from trying to stand in front of my boyfriend, I think my boyfriend. But unfortunately, he happened to be stronger than me and pulled me up behind him, crying. He was crying.

"You fucking bastard. How could you shoot her, huh?" Soul cried, spitting, clutching me.

It still felt like my leg had gotten into a bad argument with a matchstick. The burning sensation was only worsening and the blood had soaked my hands and the legs of my pants. The actual stinging pain though had gone down from the initial point of impact. My brain must've been blocking some of it it. And now only the intense burning remained.

My poor, beautiful dress.

Aoi was about to shoot again and I shut my eyes but though the gun was prepped, there was no fire and I opened my eyes.

Nao was standing in front of Soul and I.

"I'm sorry, Aoi." Nao informed him, looking me in the eye. "I'm just returning the favor."

Maybe now he was actually remembering that I stood in front of him, preventing Kyou from beating him to a bloody pulp.

My breath was ragged and I was still struggling to inhale and exhale but I managed a reply.

"Little late there." I coughed, blood becoming a strip down one side of my mouth. What the hell? I was delirious but I knew that I was shot in the cough and not the stomach. I shouldn't have had internal bleeding in my organs.

"I'm sorry." Nao sadly said, looking back at me. "But thinking about ninth grade, how we were all harassed by Kyou the rest of the year...it's so painful. I keep forgetting how much you suffered too and only remembered you leaving."

I squinted in pain, holding onto Soul's hand too tightly.

"Now that I think about it," Nao continued probably forgetting about how much pain I was currently in. "I would've done the same thing that you did. There's no time to think. You just gotta go."

I nodded but was more focused on how nice a hospital would've been sometime soon. But the police could've found me right? Where did they go? The sirens were no longer sounding, only the sound of the thunder.

Soul clutched me.

Aoi glared at Nao angrily.

"At least you can walk properly." he hissed at his friend. "This is permanent."

I was reminded that Aoi was the one with the gun. My leg was distracting my from formulating a respectable escape plan though. I hoped Soul had something in mind to get me to a hospital.

"A-Aoi..." I addressed him, shaking with sweat and pain. "I'm s-sorry. I really am but Kyou is the one you should hate, okay? This isn't fair w-what you're doing to me." I felt inspiration flowing now. Though the pain seemed to be blinding me, sentences that made sense still came out. "You never talked to me . It was a one-sided love in which we probably weren't even friends. We had a conversation maybe once a week so how can you expect me to be sweet with you when you never seemed to care about me! I didn't even know you liked me until there was a rumor that you got hurt from Kyou BUT I don't listen to rumors. I listen to the guys that have the fucking guts to tell me in person that they want to be friends and are so-called in love with me!"

Tears streamed from my eyes and the pain increased. My calf didn't seem too fond of inspirational speeches. But that was hardly inspirational.

Aoi cocked the gun but it shook in his hand, pointed at my head and for a frightening moment, I thought he was definitely going to pull the trigger. But he didn't. It seemed like we were all falling down.

There was an eerie silence between the four of us.

The sound of the gun dropping and clanking broke it.

Aoi came forward and pushed Nao away. For a second I thought he was going to kill me but he knelt down and ripped off his t shirt, revealing a skinny stomach and wrapped it around my calf just as rain started to fall.

I thought maybe the rain would calm the burning sensation in my leg. Too bad that it wasn't actually fire because the water was making the burning worse times 3.

"Listen," Aoi told Soul. "Get her to a hospital."

"I fucking know that!" he replied.

Soul

It was sad that even with Maka's terrible, ripped, shot state, that I thought she looked like an angel sent from heaven. But her beauty wasn't a distraction to me. I knew I had to get her to a hospital. I couldn't let the only girl I loved die in my arms like this. Okay. I was getting worked up. The bullet was lodged painfully into her calf so she probably wasn't going to die.

But I wanted to save her leg.

I picked her up thanking god for her skinniness. I was strong anyway though.

"What about Wes?" I wondered. "What are you and my brother planning?"

"You don't have to worry about him." Nao informed me. "He doesn't have any intention on hurting Maka."

I didn't know what he meant but that was enough of an answer for me. We could only worry about one thing at a time and I think the first thing on my priority list would be getting Maka to a hospital before her leg got infected. This rain wasn't doing it any justice judging by her whining.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure there's a hospital th-that way." Aoi pointed down the alley.

"Basically the direction that we came from here." I corrected.

"Basically where you were supposed to be in the first place." Aoi recorrected.

I was too distracted by my girlfriend shaking in my arms to care about his knowledge of my supposed location.

"You mean the music convention." I assumed.

"Two blocks from there."

I broke into a run, not even caring about calling the cops on those two. I didn't even know what they were up to. I didn't care. Maka needed medical help.

Thank god the streetlights were on our side. I bolted across, holding Maka wondering what the hell was wrong with people. No one offered me a ride. No one asked me if she was okay. Society...

We were now in the alley and it felt like my arms were going to fall off and my legs were going to collapse but I could only imagine what Maka was feeling. This rain was helping my sight either.

Suddenly Maka gripped me harder and I thought she was in more pain but she pointed to the two guys on the ground that we knocked out. I urged her to just leave them, knowing the rain could wake them up any minute.

She pointed down and I let her down holding her while she searched the guys jacket. I held her waist tighter. And then she pulled out an orange bandana. It was too late by the time we realized what was going on.

"Maka," a chilling voice made Maka whimper and go stiff, clutching my hand impossibly tight. "Fancy seeing you here."

I turned around and faced the boy who had scarred my girlfriend for life.

Author's Note: Ahaha. Sorry long time for an update but the past two days I've been at my dad's girlfriends. She's moving into my dad's house so we've been nonstop packing for days and I'm exhausted. We finally got everything in the house and started to unpack a little but we're taking a break and I just had to update. I TRIED! I TRIED TO DIE DOWN THE CONFUSION IN THIS CHAPTER. It's super long and I really tried to explain it but it was getting to be too long for that and I've been writing for three hours ugh. Sooo sorry. I trieeeed to fit it into one chapter but there's so much to write. So yeah. Maka got shot. Probably hurts and I think you guys knew that Kyou was going to show up sooner or later. The whole climax of the story is supposed to be built around all the ninth grade hints from the beginning and Maka's story plus Soul's leaving and it will ALL be explained. In time. I had to stop though. Got more unpacking to do. T_T and dance. I'm really sorrrrrryyyyyy! Honestly. Don't worry though. All questions shall be answered. Look at it this way. People were begging for more KidLiz aaaand LONG CHAPTER XD Sooo review please?