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
Sunshinegirl09
Maka
So of course Wes just appears out of nowhere. I was tired of all these new people stepping onto the scene. At least he didn't have a gun. Speaking of which, Soul still had the gun he stole from one of the gang members pressed to Kyou's temple, who by the way, looked surprisingly calm for having it there. Something told me Kyou must've been in these situations a lot.
I, on the other hand, was still shivering by the ground and my leg throbbed in unbelievable pain. It wasn't unbearable anymore though because I was used to it. However, I was surprised that I hadn't blacked out yet. That kind of stuff was common for gunshot wounds. Or so I read.
"Brother," Wes addressed Soul. "What are you doing there?"
Soul looked like he was pissed but he remained calm.
"I figured you'd know." He dangerously responded.
I wondered where the police were at a time like this. We were just chilling behind the building in the dark and pouring rain. So what if we were back here. How had someone not found us yet? I was trying to think of the logistics of getting the police here. If I ran, Kyou could possibly tackle me which would probably hurt considering the pain in my leg. That didn't seem like a very good idea anymore.
Oh fuck it. Why were we in this situation anyway?
"I'm afraid I can't let you kill him," Wes informed Soul.
My boyfriend and I both narrowed our eyes. What exactly was going on with Wes? Honestly? What was his deal? I wanted an explanation right now. He seemed to be connected to the gang somehow. He had known about my story, obviously, considering all of the Legendary Maka references which probably pissed Kyou off infinitely. But how? How did Wes know who I was?
"Oh yeah?" I broke into their conversation. "Are you two friends or something?"
Wes turned towards me, looking down.
"Oh Maka? You are quite amazing as expected," He complimented me. "You've been shot and you're still conscious."
I looked at him, unimpressed.
"Thanks, Sherlock," I responded. "Wanna answer my question?"
Wes cackled. It wasn't evil though as expected. It was a normal laugh. Almost like Soul's except Soul's was better for some reason. Actually, Soul's was probably more sadistic but I happened to like it better.
"Well, Maka," Wes continued. "If that kid dies," he pointed to a pissed Kyou. "I don't get my money."
Soul's head shot towards his brother and his eyes glared.
"Pay?" He questioned. "What the hell are you talking about, Wes?"
Ox looked confused as well. He didn't seem to know what was going on and he slunk back into the corner. Actually, he was there all along. It looked like his brief moments of bravery had disappeared with his importance. However, I still needed to know how he tied into this.
"We have some very confused people don't we?" Wes inquired, glancing around at Soul and I, then to Ox. Kyou seemed to know what was going on yet he looked at Wes as if he wanted an explanation of something also.
"Alright, honestly," I cut in. "What the fuck is going on?" I stood straighter, still bent so I could clutch my leg.
Wes laughed again.
"I heard you were smart," he said. "C'mon I thought you'd be able to figure this out."
"Well obviously he's paying you for something," I remarked, referring to Kyou.
"Yes," Wes approved of my answer.
"But that's obviously not all." I looked at Soul who was also staring at me, aghast at my ability to interrogate his intimidating brother.
My detective skills seemed to be lacking at the moment. That tends to happen when you get shot in the leg. Searing pain can sometimes just blind you from thinking clearly. Sometimes. But I wanted to figure this out. I needed to know.
But then there was Nao and Aoi. How did they fit in?
"Just tell me about Ox then," I proposed. The most fucking random person here.
"Oh fuck Maka!" Kyou spat. "This is the one you should know!"
I was still confused as ever. This was the one I had no clue about. Why the hell would Ox be here?
"The Christmas party." Wes said. "Don't you remember?"
I shook my head, looking at Soul who shrugged.
"What did you two do at the Christmas party?" Kyou snarled, still probably oblivious to the fact that it was his head that the gun was being held to and Soul could pull the trigger any minute now if he felt like it.
But then it hit me and Soul seemed to understand. I told him about what happened last year. I told him the story. Fuck. Someone must've saw. And that someone must've been Ox Ford.
"Maka," Kyou started. "I need you to forget everything that has happened here. You're telling no one about this."
I clearly remembered Kyou telling me that when he kidnapped me. I couldn't say what he did to the police or anyone for fear of harassment and I just did it this year and he ended up finding out. But how?
"When I came to pick up Soul from the party," Wes continued. "I noticed your little friend Ox standing outside with Maka's confession all on video which he was about to go public with."
I furrowed my eyebrows, using all my energy not to glare at Ox.
"So you told him." I pointed at Kyou.
"Of course," Wes answered. "I'm paid to be his ... handy man? I set up everything. I make sure everything is timed right. You weren't supposed to be here. I sent Soul off and you were supposed to stay isolated so Kyou could get to you."
That little-
"Also, your kidnapping was planned by me." Wes went on. "I set up that dance specifically for Kyou. I heard Nao plotting and just made the perfect place to silence him."
Kyou didn't seem to happy with this. Then again, neither was I. Soul seemed to be infuriated and I now thought that he probably shouldn't have had the gun because he would miss and shoot his brother instead. Not that I minded.
"And because Ox knew you were possibly in danger, I also found him a reason to be at the music convention." Wes said. "Which," he repeated. "You were not supposed to be at. I had to follow you everywhere to ensure your location."
"Hold up!" I announced. "What about Nao and Aoi?"
"Oh I was paid by them too," Wes admitted.
Kyou snapped his head around to face Wes.
"What?" He growled.
"Well they already paid me," Soul's brother said. "Basically I was getting paid by both of you."
"You don't need anymore goddamn money!" Soul barked.
"Who do you think pays for the house?" Wes answered Soul, who looked at him in confusion. "I do. Not mom and dad. Haven't you ever wondered why we're so rich? Trust me, local musicians never make this much money no matter how many world tours we have.
I couldn't believe it. Wes was getting paid by Nao & Aoi and Kyou. A double agent. He didn't care which group got me first. As long as he got his money. What an asshole.
But now we were in this situation. Soul with a gun pointed at Kyou. His brother watching. Me shot. Ox slunk into the corner. All in the pouring rain. I was starting to get cold to and my foot was going numb. That couldn't have been good. I needed a hospital.
Suddenly Kyou grabbed the gun from Soul, who gasped in surprise.
"Maka! Watch out!" But the gun was pointed at him instead of me and then he suddenly smirked, as if remembering an inside joke. He let the gun be pointed at him without even looking at it in fear.
"Afraid to die?" Kyou hissed.
"Not if it's for my girl," Soul replied, still looking at ease.
Tears streamed down my face at the thought of him dying. Please. No.
Click.
"Soul!" I shrieked, but then looked up. It was just a click.
"Again?" Kyou screamed, chucking the gun at the ground, pissed at the empty gun.
Soul looked up at him, smirking. He pulled something out of his pocket and opened his fist. In his hand were the bullets to the gun.
I don't think I ever loved my boyfriend so much.
"I'm not a murderer," He informed Kyou.
I should've predicted that my ex-boyfriend would tackle my current boyfriend.
"Ox go get help!" I shouted. He had the best chance of getting to the police. He was the least hurt.
And then Wes ran after him. Shit. I should've predicted that too.
I sprinted after Soul's brother and grabbed his jacket, pulling him back. I didn't expect him to gently push me aside, but I still grabbed onto his jacket so it did him no justice and he ended up being pulled with. I slammed him into a the wall, feeling an explosion of pain erupt in my leg but it was enough of a dilemma for Ox to disappear around the corner out of sight.
Soul
Kyou's fist connected with my jaw causing blood to drip out of my mouth, staining my teeth and lips. I blocked his next attack and swung him around so he was under my fists now. However, the position changed once more, Kyou dominating. If this wasn't a dangerous situation I'd be laughing at how awkward this would look. But I was more focused on staying alive.
I kicked him off of me and he doubled over in pain. Too bad it didn't last long because the next second he was after me. Jesus. I didn't even know him and he was so desperate to kill me. I made sure that the bullets were still in my pocket but it cost me a punch to the face again.
Okay. This was seriously starting to hurt.
I didn't want to see what happened to my once chill face. It was probably stained in blood. Then again, the rain as probably washing it away by now. Maybe I didn't look half as bad as I thought. I blocked another punch. They were coming faster now.
Then I heard a cry and my blood boiled. Wes hurt Maka. I was going to kill that son of a bitch. Brother or not. No one was allowed to hurt her. Even if she wasn't my girlfriend. She was still a girl. What an uncool thing to do.
I tried to move towards her but Kyou grabbed my shoulder, turned me around and tried to punch me. I ducked, dodging it narrowly and grabbed his arm, pulling him down and flipping his body over my back, sending him into the ground. Again, if this situation wasn't life or death, I'd be smirking at how cool that was. But I had to keep my wits about. I didn't know if another gun could appear out of nowhere or any other weapon.
Maka cried again and I looked over to find her clutching her calf. I had to get to her. She needed to be at a hospital now. We could deal with Kyou later. I just hoped that Wes wouldn't seriously injure her before then and that the police arrived soon.
I watched her put her hand in her half ripped purse. What was she doing? She kept her hand in there and said something out loud to Wes who also looked confused but then pulled her hand out.
What the hell was she doing?
He roughly grabbed her by her arm and whispered something in her shoulder. I suddenly couldn't focus on them because Kyou was at me again. I wondered why he was attacking me when it was Maka that he really wanted. It was probably because we both knew now about the kidnapping incident. He had to eliminate both of us. However, if the police were on the way, he had to be more careful. Killing us was a worse offense than kidnapping and if he got caught doing that, he'd be sentenced for life.
This logic wasn't making freaking sense.
Besides, without a weapon, it would be harder for Kyou to kill us. He would have to somehow hit us hard and have us bleed to death in order to truly eliminate Maka and me. Honestly though, did he not have feelings? Was he a machine?
Well, I guess I used to be like a machine. Maka kind of changed that. Now I was just a fucking softie.
Kyou kicked me and wrapped his arm around my neck. Oh yeah. I forgot about choking. That's another way to kill. But I was too good for that.
I elbowed him and broke free. This was where I took the chance to sprint over to Maka and guard her from my brother. I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her close, glaring at Wes, who seemed to be interrogating her rather than physically hurting her.
"Aren't you going to worry about the police?" I asked him. "Ox could be there any minute now."
Wes shrugged. Then he sighed.
"Your older brother is better than that," he replied. "I have better evasive skills." I think he was referring to Kyou.
The auburn haired boy stalked towards us, smirking. He held the gun. Fear crept into me like spiders. Shit. I checked my pocket and felt four bullets. Where was the fifth one?
Kyou held it up just in time with my thoughts. He loaded the gun. I regretted not thinking fast enough. I could've had time to get it out of his hands. But now he had a loaded gun. One bullet. I was still in front of Maka. I tried to think if I would do this for anyone else but I was too distracted and scared to think straight.
"Shame," Kyou said. "It seems you may have a hole in your pocket."
I didn't have any holes in my pocket. It just fell out. I wanted to know when he grabbed it though. Was it when I ran to Maka or when he was doubling over in pain? Shut up, Soul! Focus! I had to remember that this situation was real. I could die. Right now. I really did not want to die. But I'd rather die than live with Maka dead.
Maka is shot! She already dealt with this pain! I wasn't about to let her get shot again.
"Say goodbye." Kyou whispered.
I squeezed my eyes shut. It's for Maka. Maka. Maka. For Maka. I thought.
I heard the gun cock. This time it was for real. No one to save me. There were no police. No one else knew. No on-
"SOUL BUDDY!" A loud voice boomed and Kyou was tackled to the ground by a short, blue haired boy.
I watched in awe as Black Star threw punches at Kyou left and right. I reminded myself never to get into a fight with him. I was too focused on the fight to realize how relieved I was. Dying wasn't a part of the plan. And then I realized how freaking lucky we were. Maka and I. Well, Maka still got shot but most of the time a gun came to our face, we managed to not die. It seemed a god was on our side.
Tsubaki was by Maka's side, feeling her wound, gasping while Kid and Liz appeared, pulling Wes aside, who just looked away as if holding back. I wondered why.
Finally. I don't know how they came but they did. I walked over to Tsubaki, watching Black Star, out of the corner of my eye, beat Kyou to a bloody pulp.
"How'd you guys know?" I asked Tsubaki.
She pointed to Maka, who was looking extremely pale and tired. The rain was finally coming down lighter at least.
"Well we heard from your dad that you guys were in Tokyo and then I called her on the phone and she picked up. She seemed to be talking to someone else but she gave her exact location." Tsubaki explained. And I closed my eyes thinking.
That must've been when Maka reached her hand into the pocket and answered the phone, which was probably on vibrate. Then she probably started to talked to Wes in a way that would give the location like "I don't know why you'd pick this music convention," or something like that.
Jesus. Maka could be sneaky. She might've not even known that it was Tsubaki on the other end.
Wailing sirens interrupted my thinking. Shit. We had to make it looked like we weren't the bad guys here. Then I turned around, hearing other noises. Running. It looked like Nao and Aoi. They didn't look very happy. But there were more with them. Itwas the rest of Kyou's gang. About twenty or so guy running straight towards us from the opposite direction. They didn't have guns. But they did have metal poles.
These situations seem to follow us everywhere.
Author's Note: Ohhh! Look at that explanation! Are things a little more clear now? There will be some more explaining. Don't worry. By the next chapter they should be out of danger. Lolz. Intense. Yes. I added some business. I don't know if anyone expected this because I got a lack of theories lol. I kinda wanted to surprise everyone. There's a little more to this though. Like where is Soul's mom? :D Guess you'll have to find out.