SOUL EATER - SoMa Fanfiction - Tears of Ruby And Emerald

Chapter V: Patricia, part II - Her father's eyes

Soul arrived at his home. It was quite clean actually. Yet he could distinguish some dust.

"Maka?" He called for her as he locked the door and walked around. The atmosphere was almost foreign. He hadn't been in his home for a month after. There was a bit of coldness as well. Their love used to warm the entire house; 30 days without it did pull a difference.
Soul walked to the kitchen, no one was there. The living room, not one either. He climbed the bedroom, where the most horrible show he saw in his life. Luckily for him, he was now passed that. Since last night, all fears just went away. He now knew what to do.

He opened the door. And for the first time in a month, he saw what he came for: Maka.

She was asleep. And more than that, she was beyond beautiful, a beauty unmatched in this universe, as Soul taught. She was wearing these pink fluffy shorts she used as pyjamas. They were unbuttoned leaving a clear cleavage towards her masked womanhood. She wore a large buttoned shirt of a blood red color. It belonged to him. Her chest cleavage was seen and her breast seemed to scream to Soul to be licked deliciously. What turned him on the most were her long and attractive legs. God knows how much he loved cherishing and tasting those. And her ass? Soul was losing his mind just staring at it. He just had to grab it and do unimaginable sexual things to it. But he refocused himself to just sit by her side.

"Hey, Maka…" He whispered shaking her lightly by her shoulder.

Maka groaned a little as she focused her sight towards Soul. But when she did, her eyes acted like they were about to leave their eye sockets. She remained speechless and tears were already forming in her eyes. She leaped towards him to squeeze him in her arms, but the death scythe held her hands at their wrists.

"We need to talk." He said calmly and firmly.

"Ah, I…" Maka quickly rearranged herself. "S-Sure, yeah. Go on." She sat properly next to Soul.

Soul intertwined his fingers together and gazed at the floor. "During the last month, I've lived an incredible Hell. My heart was heavy with pain, sorrow, anger, disgust, you name it. I couldn't sleep, at all. And when I did, I kept doing the nightmare of seeing you and Hiro in that bed." Maka's face reverted to a form of shame, the same she had since this affair. "I wouldn't have come back if it wasn't for Patty."

"Patty?" Maka asked.

"I won't lie to you; I wasn't sleeping, afraid of it. She came in my room and I told her about what you asked me. She made me realize that despite of all that, I never stopped loving you, not once. And it's true. But at the same time, she confessed to me as she had always loved me."

"She…" Maka was stumped. And she was afraid of the next words to come from Soul's lips.

"I couldn't sleep due to my nightmare. She confessed as she told me that seeing me happy with you was her happiness. It was what she loved about it. So she stayed with me for the night. And yes, Maka; we had sex."

His tone was neutral, as if he didn't feel any shame saying it. But Maka's face reached a new shade of paleness. Her gaze turned away from Soul to focus on the ground. Tears flowed from her eyes and she knew from that point that her chances of getting Soul back were completely obliterated. She had lost him, for good.

"Patty is a good girl," She managed to say. "She'll take care of you, Soul. Y-You deserve happiness and I know she'll give it to you." She wiped her eyes and nose with her sleeve.

Maka didn't have the strength to be mad at Soul nor Patty. After all, she was the one who triggered it all. And they weren't together, so Soul didn't cheat at all.

"No, she won't." Soul said as Maka hasted her eyes back on him. "That night, Maka, and for the first and last time as she told me, Patty showed me what her heart held for me all these years. Never in this life will she display them towards me. Yet it helped me beat my nightmares and nourished my desire to come back to you. I promised and swore to her that I'd come back to you; because I can't live without you, because I love you and because her reason to smile is us being together. But most of all…" Soul laid his hand on her stomach. "Because this child is sinless and I don't want to leave him or her fatherless."

Maka's face; it was beyond surprised. Did she just hear right? Her eyes seemed to ask that.

"Yes, if that's what you're asking; we'll raise this child together." Said Soul as if reading her thoughts. "Now the question is: despite knowing what Patty and I did—"

Maka didn't leave him finish. She just tacked him to squeeze him to death as she started crying. She cried like she never cried before, and Soul could only hold her tightly in return. He breathed her scent and cherished her body like his life depended on it. In some way, it did. He missed that so much.

"I don't care, Soul!" She said crying her pain out. "I just don't care anymore! I have you back now, Soul! I just want us to be together again, ok?" Soul nodded, smiling and a tear flowing on his cheek. "So... I just don't care what you did!"

They were reunited, finally. Sure, their child wasn't Soul's, but he was passed that now. All he wanted now was to focus on the future… with Maka. And speaking of that, there was one last thing he needed to do as he noticed a beautiful ring to Maka's right hand.

"Maka," Soul detached from her embrace. "Give me back the ring."

She gave it to him reluctantly. It was a beautiful ruby ring and Soul wanted it back. Did he judge that Maka wasn't ready enough? Perhaps. That's what Maka thought. As she gave it back, Soul stood up with her and smiled.

"With all of those books you're reading, I was surprised you'd make such a mistake." He said.

"I… I don't understand, Soul."

Soul held her right hand delicately. "It's on the right hand for engagement right, Bookworm." And on that, he went on bended knee as he slid the crimson-stoned ring into the proper finger. "Maka Albarn, will you do me the honor of becoming the coolest wife all-time by marrying me?"

Maka had been crying a lot lately, but these tears shed this time were boundless of happiness. She just didn't know what she did to deserve such a good man, but she wasn't going to let him go. Never ever again.

"Oh, my God!" Maka's sobbing voice erupted. "Yes! Oh God! Yes, Soul! I will!"

Soul, for the first time in a while showed his signature fanged grin. He spun Maka in his arms and both of them laughed as if it was the first time the experience of it.

The storm was passed, only rays of sunshine now.

"Soul, wait!" Maka told him.

"Oh, right! You're pregnant! I must go easy on—"

"No, it's not that… I have something to ask you."

He cupped her face. "Anything."

Maka whispered in his ears. Almost instantly, Soul's nose started bleeding and his face was red like an apple. Maka's was the same, but there was lust and craving in it. She wanted Soul, and by the way he was drooling, I think he desired the same thing from her. But for Maka, it was more than just sex.

"I'll never forgive myself for what I did to you. I want to be cleansed, Soul… I want you, all over me. Seriously, in all honest…" Her breath was hard as she slid her hands under his shirt to touch his abs. She upped on her toes to whisper in his ear again. "Please, Soul… fuck me. Fuck me, so… damn… good!"

For some unexplained reasons, their soul resonance triggered automatically, but both of them were too damn horny to figure this out. Soul's carnal face was on. It was as if a sexual devil possessed him and Maka was in dire need to offer him her body and soul and so much more.

Soul just ripped the shirt she was wearing as the buttons flew all around. Maka did the same to him. It was still unknown to how she pulled that feel, but Soul was already shirtless. Soul grabbed her and slammed her on the bed. She moaned and loved the impact it felt. Their soul resonance resonated with sexual pulses that were going haywire. Sooner after, both were already unclothed. Soul licked his lips and decided to have breakfast before the main course. Cherishing her long flawless legs, he slid between them and licked deliciously her entrance. Maka's back arched like a "U" and pulled her fiancé's face further more onto her sex. A slurping sound embraced the atmosphere. Soul ravaged her womanhood with rough and rapid licking strokes, and Maka just kept screaming his name. And they weren't even fucking yet. Oh, she was wet all right! And a wave of orgasm already delivered itself on Soul's face.

"Oh, my…" Soul stood up, his rod standing up and licking his lips oozed with Maka's juice. "Someone missed me…"

"Oh, Soul… I want more…"

His devilish sexual face grinned. "Oh, you'll be served…!"

He laid on her as he slid in and bit her neck. Double pleasure was ripping Maka apart. And she loved it like the human beings needed to breathe to live. It felt like a rod of energy rocked every cell of her body. Soul slammed back and forth in her as Maka wrapped her legs around his waist. The smacking sound was in a hasty rhythm and she loved being fucked like that. Her moans were now screams of pleasure and her face contorted itself in ravishing ecstasy. Tears of satisfaction flowed from her eyes and a smile of gratitude was dressing her lips.

Maka scratched his back leaving red marks on his back as she reached another orgasm. But it was just the beginning as these two were "reconnecting" their love sexually again…

And again…

And again…

And more…

And that lasted 5 of their most beautiful hours of their lives.

***

9 months passed. The delivery date has been reached.

Black*Star had finally forgiven Maka. And everyone returned to their usual self. Hiro was insisting of being part of all of this, but it earned him many beatings from the blue-haired god. Reluctantly, Soul had agreed that he'd be an "uncle" for the child… for now. Maka and Soul have a wonderful and majestic wedding paid by Kid. He was happy that these two got back together. Maka was having a bit of a hard time believing Soul and Patty had a one-night, and decided to confront her with that. But at her surprise, the young Thompson sister kissed Maka telling her, "Soul wasn't the only one I fell in love with when I first met you and him." Strangely, she had enjoyed the kiss, yet Patty convinced Maka that what she shared with Soul was just for one night; for the sake of their bond and because she wanted him and Maka to be together. Maka felt at peace again.

Everyone was gathered at the hospital. Maka had been transferred to the operation room. Everyone waited outside. Soul kept pacing around, worried about her fiancée and Black*Star tried to calm him down.

"Soul, just calm down." He said. "You even make my godliness nervous, man!" But Soul just ignored him.

"Black*Star, let him be, all right?" Kid said.

"Maka is a strong girl." Tsubaki said as she walked closer to Soul. She rubbed his back. "Don't worry. I'm sure she'll be all right and your child will be wonderful as well."

Tsubaki… always a resourceful person when in dark times; always cheering up people. Soul couldn't help feeling better already knowing she was there. He felt the same towards everyone present here. Kami went to Soul's side as well. He smiled. Although everyone promised not to tell a single word about what happened to her. It would have been the death of her.

"Thank you, everyone." Soul said. "It means a lot.

"But…" Hiro said. Unfortunately, he was there. "Don't I have something to—"

Before he could spill the beans, the entire atmosphere got imbued with terrifying power. Kid's aura glowed a fierce purple might, Black*Star acted as such, but it shined like a blue sapphire, and even Soul's and Spirit's powers as death scythes pulsed a blood red aura.

"I'm sorry, Hiro," Death the Kid said murderously. "Were you trying to say something?" Hiro turned pale as a sheet and waved his head around for a no. He remained silent in his corner.

And once again, Soul was washed over by this dreadful feeling. No matter how much love he would give to this child, Hiro would have left his mark in his relationship. He was afraid of the child's look. What if he or she looked exactly like him? Soul waved his worries away when he saw Stein come out of the operation room.

"Soul," said Stein with a smile on his face. "Congratulations; You're the father of a wonderful girl."

"A baby girl…" Soul smiled.

"But… there's something else…" Stein said. Everyone started wearing worried looks on their faces.

"Stein, is my daughter all right?" Kami asked.

"How is she?" Spirit added.

"Oh, she is all right. So as the child." Stein returned his look onto Soul. "But only Soul is allowed to come see Maka. You'll understand when you see her."

***

Soul arrived at Maka's room, in front of its door. He took a deep breath, ready to brace himself seeing his wife holding a child that wouldn't be his. But he knew better to worry about such detail. He was going to be wonderful father, blood or not. He was with Maka now and now was the start of a family for him.

He pushed the door quietly. The room was warm with white all around as the sun seemed to bless Maka and the newborn baby. Maka cried rivers of happiness holding the little bundle of joy. Soul was a bit surprised seeing how she took in the fact it was Hiro's child. Perhaps she turned the page on that matter.

Maka turned around and saw Soul. Her smile became even more radiant. Something was wrong, he thought. She waved him to come closer. He did. Standing next to his wife and leaning over, he was his daughter; the most beautiful angel in the universe. She looked at him innocently and Soul's heart burned with divine happiness.

She had same strings of sandy blond hair like her mother. And mostly, eyes of crimson rubies; just like her father.

Tears in abundance gushed out of Soul's eyes. It was his daughter, his genuine and legitimate daughter, in bond and blood. He held his family in his arms delicately but tightly. This was the best news they had in ages. A huge wave of relief and satisfaction took the new parents; Soul already was thinking what he'd tell Hiro about this. But right now, he was savoring this moment of blessing.

"She's my daughter…" Soul sobbed. "Oh, thank God! She was mine all along! She is ours!"

Maka laughed, still shedding tears. "And to think I wanted an abortion."

"Thank God it didn't happen…"

"Here; hold her. She's yours after all."

Soul held his daughter delicately. "Hey, you… Welcome to Earth, my angel." Maka couldn't stop looking at him; her husband and father of her child. They made quite a beautiful picture.

"So, Maka, how will we name her?"

Maka had thought about a name actually. "I wanted to name her after her godmother."

"Wait, you already decided who that will be? You could have told me." He gently gave back their daughter to Maka.

"I think you'll like it though, considering she's the reason we're together again." Maka pulled Soul closer and whispered the name she had in mind in his ears. Soul smiled. He kissed Maka tenderly as his hand cherished her right cheek.

"I love it." Said Soul.

"Thank you, Soul."

The new parents stared at their daughter with boundless love. She held and shook Soul's index finger playing with it.

"Welcome to the world," Maka said. "Patricia Albarn-Evans."

To be continued.