Hey guys! So this ones a little shorter, BUT I'm going to be updating again this week! So, that should make up for it ;D
I'm finally getting through the requests :D (which I'm super excited about)
So here's PoisonedScarlet's (who if you haven't read her stuff, do it now because holy shit) request!
(more coming soon)
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Maka caught an overhead tree branch with one hand, swinging herself up and crouching onto it, holding Soul in his Scythe form delicately in her other hand she pushed off and jumped to the next tree in her path,
"Just fly! This is taking forever!" Soul shouted at her, his face appearing on the sleek metal,
"I can't!" She shouted back, still continuing her acrobatics through the thick brush, "The trees are too thick, this forest is too big, he'll get away in a second, I can't maneuver quickly while I'm flying on you and if you tell me to one more time I'm going to kill you!" She missed the next branch in her anger and fell down quickly, branches slashing at her face and arms until she hit the ground hard,
"Careful." Soul said sarcastically as she stood up, swearing before taking off on foot deeper into the forest,
"I can't even see him anymore!" she said angrily,
"Ohh temper, temper," Soul scolded, smirking as Maka's anger rose,
"I can't take it anymore!" She shouted, throwing her weapon onto the ground, "Stop being such an ass!"
"Me?!" Soul said, turning back into human form, "You never listen to anything I say! You don't even try my ideas anymore!"
"Because they don't make any sense! Maybe if you listened in school more, then you would know better!" She turned on her heel and started running into the forest. Soul swore and chased after her,
"Whatever, whose the death scythe here, pigtails?"
That one earned him a Maka chop to the skull.
"And now this Kishin is getting away faster and faster!" She stomped her foot and stopped, "Okay, we'll try flying."
"THANK YOU!" Soul morphed quickly as Maka caught him lightly,
"Honestly, I'm surprised we can even Soul Resonate at this point, because you are ridiculous," She said as they flew up above the tree tops,
"Me? Oh God if you only knew how hard it was to deal with you, let alone live with you." He smirked when she muttered something about him being an asshole under her breath, but really, she couldn't complain. Because she was hard to deal with: this volatile, neat freak, bookworm, pigtailed thing. She was lucky to have anyone around her at all, let alone Soul Eater Evans: the cool guy, epitome of 'guys want to be him; girls want to be with him', but using cliché's didn't even work with him because Maka knew he was so much more than that. She sighed as she flew through the air, everything completely invisible under the tree tops. She wanted to be angry, but all these thoughts softened her a tad and she just shook her head,
"I can't see anything," She said, pressing her lips into a firm line, "And now there's a Kishin running around wreaking havoc,"
"He's in the woods, who is going to be in the woods?" Soul remarked, "except for like, an unhappy hiker or two?"
Maka shot him a look, "He's staying close to the waterline, there could be lots of people here!"
"Well I don't want them to die but I mean in comparison, to like, a big city or whatever. Never mind. Don't hit me." He laughed when she rolled her eyes at him, "We'll find him before he leaves the forest, and everything will be fine. Sorry for being an ass earlier," he grumbled the last park huskily and she smiled softly to herself.
They landed on the ground and Soul changed back to human, standing guard as Maka closed her eyes and concentrated hard on her soul perception. She blocked everything out apart from Kishin souls, not really caring about the random hikers in the woods: just wanting to find him, finish the job and go home. The whole day had just been hell so far, and she was ready for it to be over. Her eyes snapped open quickly and she turned her head to Soul,
"This way!" she shouted, Soul transforming instantly into her hand as she jumped on his blade and took off into the sky. Now that she knew where he was, she could fly to his general area and hit him with a surprise attack. Black Star would be so proud. She grinned to herself as they approached the area. The Kishin had stopped moving,
"He's resting there," Maka said quietly to Soul as she landed him, "We'll rush in and surprise him!"
"Maka! Wait!" Soul said but she ignored him, running headlong into the clearing she knew was just past these trees,
"Don't worry! I know exactly what I'm doing!" She whispered as she bolted through the trees,
"No I hear something weir—"
Maka burst through the trees, her Scythe held high and came face to face with a woman wearing a large white dress. She stopped for a moment as they stared at each other, blinking incredulously,
"Now you've done it," Soul whispered.
Maka looked around, Scythe still held above her head at the people all around her. She was standing in the middle of an aisle, surrounded by chairs. The trees she had burst through seemed to be what they were all facing and as she turned slowly she saw a minister and a man in a tux, both staring at her, mouths hanging open,
"Oh God." Maka muttered, "Oh God I'm so sorry!"
She lowered he scythe slowly,
"hah! Just uhm… just an accident!" She fumbled her words, "Just passing through here!" she awkwardly stood, the bride in front her suddenly burst into tears as all the people seemed to come alive at once, yelling and hollering as many of them stood up and started crowding around the two of them,
"Maka," Soul said pleasantly, still in his Scythe form, "Now might be a good time leave."
"Might be!" Maka jumped up on his blade and took off upwards before she realized something,
"NO WAIT!" She shouted, steering back down, plummeting them back towards the wedding,
"Are you insane?!" Soul shouted up at her, "That's someone's WEDDING!"
"He's there though! The Kishin!" She said, landing on the front of the stage,
"Oh God," Soul gritted out, "I'm not changing back: you can deal with this."
Maka cleared her throat as the guests stared at her again,
"Uhm, Hi everyone. Hi. So, uhm. I'm really sorry about all this, I really am," The groom stared at her, she couldn't figure out if he was surprised, angry, terrified, or a weird mixture of the three,
"Who do you think yo—"
"Oh, congratulations to you both," Maka said, bowing awkwardly. Soul snorted a laugh, trying desperately to supress exploding in uproarious laughter. Maka kicked him quickly scowling before turning her 'polite' attitude back on,
"Excuse me but—" the groom tried again to speak, but seemed intimidated by the large weapon she held. Soul figured it was the only reason no one had attacked her yet, and he hoped they wouldn't. This was just too hilarious.
"Sorry sir, but this is an emergency." She said gravely before turning chipper again, "So everyone, I just need a second here and then you can go back to your wedding!"
She stared out at the audience intensely, turning on her soul perception in a flash and seeing the Kishin sitting amongst the crowd. He paled when her eyes landed on him, standing to his feet and howling in anger.
"He's a less eloquent one this time, huh Maka?" Soul joked as she held him at the ready,
The crowd screamed in horror as he pushed his way out of them, almost throwing people in his attempt to escape. Maka was there in a flash, scythe held to his throat. The Kishin screamed once more, panic stricken and dove under her, taking her legs out as he did it. Maka crashed into the chairs that were set up, scattering them everywhere,
"RUN!" She commanded the guests, who all ran haphazardly into the woods, screaming and crying.
The Kishin lined up for another attack, obviously feeling confident from sending her into the chairs.
"Maka," Soul warned,
"I know," She gritted, barley dodging his head long run at her. He caught her side as he did, tearing her shirt and giving her a fairly deep cut as well,
She smashed through the chairs this time, determined to end this quickly.
"Let's do it!" Maka shouted as she and Soul resonated together,
"Witch hunter!" The two shouted in unison, sending the large beam of light through the chairs and straight towards the 'deer in the headlights' Kishin. It hit him square in the chest, ripping him half, sending spurts of dark blood all over the white flowers and linens. The light from the attack continued through the front of the make shift chapel and straight through into the trees, taking out everything in its path.
Maka stood there panting as Soul morphed back into his human form,
"Heey," he smiled at her, "That wasn't so hard!"
She grinned through her exhaustion, "Not so hard at all!"
Soul meandered over to the glowing red Kishin egg and took it happily,
"Thanks for the meal," He winked at Maka before swallowing it whole.
"Y-YOU!" The bride had returned, with the entire wedding behind her. Her dress was torn and dirty, Maka could only imagine she had fallen in the woods a few times. A bedraggled bouquet in her hands and she stomped over to the pigtail clade girl,
"Hi! I'm sorry about all this but—"
"YOU'VE RUINED EVERYTHING!" the woman shouted at her,
"Okay, that's probably a bit of an exaggeration," Maka defended as Soul cleared his throat, "What?" She said turning to him. He had his eyebrows raised, and seemed to be trying not to laugh as he gestured to the mess around him with his head.
Maka stopped and looked around her. Everything had been flattened, covered in blood or just destroyed all together in the fight,
"Oh… Uhm…" She backed away from the furious woman,
"Time to go," Soul said happily as he turned back into Scythe.
Maka spent no time stalling as she jumped on him again and took off straight into the sky, the angry bride still screaming after them.
"Well," Maka pursed her lips, "That could have gone better,"
"Eh," Soul laughed lightly, "Weddings are over-rated anyway."
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