Anyways, here is chapter four! There are more point of view changes here, and even more O.C's. I'm trying to not lay on the O.C's too thick, but since this is kind of a big thing I'm trying to create here I think they're alright. If you guys don't like them just tell me in a review. You know, I can't change anything if you don't tell what to change! I don't own Soul Eater, I only own the O.C's. Enjoy the chapter!
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Soul's POV:
"Where the hell have you been, Soul? We're packed!" Spirit screams at me as I run in the front door of the restaurant. This place is kinda small, and it doubles as a bar. Its definitely not the first job I would have chosen, but it pays. I run to the kitchen in the back hang up my jacket and I tie my white apron around my waist.
"Hey, Soul! Glad you finally made it, we're dyin' back here." Ghost yells at me from the stove. Ghost is one of the chefs, he's the second best. The other is Eli, he kinda sucks. He mostly does the odd jobs, like washing dishes, taking out trash, helping out the cooks, and wait on tables when I'm not here. Although he's best at mixing drinks, which is Spirit's job.
"Soul, finally! I've had to take the orders, where have you been?" The head chef, Tsubaki hands me my order book. She sometimes helps me out with taking orders, other than that she mostly supervises. She mostly cooks when health inspectors come by, when we have to be absolutely perfect. "There are a lot of people today, Ghost and I are flooded with the orders, Eli has been doing dishes non-stop, and Spirit is really mad at you. What happened?" she asks.
"Yeah, what's up man?" Eli finally shows himself from the sink in the back. They all look at me waiting for an answer. Should I be honest? Thinking about it now… Well, it's not like it was the first time I've been with a meister girl. She's already been harassed by the idiot twins, and she's on that psycho's hit list.
"It's nothing, I just overslept." I tell them. She's probably dealing with her own problems now. If I start something, it might just be harder on her. I don't think I want to take that chance. Ghost and Eli shrug at my response and go back to work. Tsubaki looks at me like she doesn't believe me, but she goes to help Ghost and cooks some of the dishes he has piled up. I go back out and start waiting tables.
I wonder how Maka is doing. Did she get back okay? I want to know if she's alright. I could ask Spirit, although that could be asking for trouble. Why am I worrying about her so much? It's weird. Plus, she's meister and I'm a weapon. She probably doesn't care. How did this whole thing even start? Meisters against weapons and everything. Just because we're weapons that can appear as humans that makes us so different that we should be trash? We're just like everyone else, we can just turn into weapons.
"So then he comes up and smacks me with a freakin' hammer!" I hear someone exclaim from the bar. He seems really into this story he's telling. "And then while I'm out all trying to get my head back in order, his buddies come up from outta nowhere and start beatin' on me!"
"Man you got jumped! A bunch 'a meisters to much for 'ya?" one of his friends laughs.
"Bullshit, you know I fought back! I smashed that fucker's head in!" he yells, his friends laugh and yell loudly. Geez, is there a reason that people have to talk about getting jumped and how they beat some poor guy up all the time? Why do people even have to start those kinds of fights? It seems just plain stupid to me.
"Yo, waiter!" someone calls me over. Those fights get worse and worse. The way that guy is going on about it; I think he might have tried to kill the guy. Can't they shut up? It's annoying.
"Order," I hand a few paper scraps to Eli and grab some plates to serve. Those guys are getting louder and louder.
"Excuse me!" Spirit finally cuts into the idiots. Literally cuts, his arm changed into a blade and he nearly chopped the guy's arm off. "I hate to interrupt your interesting conversation, but if you insist on continuously screaming on and on about how you nearly killed some meisters, I will have to ask you all to leave." Thank god he broke it up. The guys go back to their drinks while glaring up at Spirit.
It's nearly closing time. It's finally calmed down, thank god. I'm about to head home, people are just going to the bar now. Eli already left; less and less people are coming in to dine. Yeah… I'm done for today.
"Hey Spirit, I'm gonna head home." I tell him.
"Alright, good work today." He says. "And you're gonna go straight back to your apartment, got it?" he glares at me. God, this guy…
"Yes sir, I'm going right home." I assure him. I go back into the kitchen and hang up the apron and put away the order book. "Hey Ghost, Tsubaki, I'm leaving." I tell them.
"Night, Soul." Ghost waves to me as he drinks a cup of coffee.
"Goodnight. And be careful! I heard somewhere that Giriko escaped again." Tsubaki says. Ghost spits out his drink at his name. I remember Ghost spent some time in the Asylum before. He was falsely accused, and it was a real miracle he was released.
"That psychopath is on the streets again?" he's obviously shocked.
"I don't know, I just mean you should be careful in case he is." Tsubaki always worries about everything and everyone. She's a nice girl, and she's a pretty cool weapon. She can change into three different weapons. Most of us can just change into one, but she's a special case.
"I got it, Tsubaki." I zip up my jacket and go to leave out the front door.
"Hey, kid with the jacket." Someone calls me. Oh great, that weird guy is here again. He's been coming more and more often at night. He's the only guy I think is even alive that has a giant screw lodged in his skull. He must be some sort of scientist since he's always wearing a lab coat. And I think I remember him and Spirit talking about some experiment he was conducting. This guy creeps me out.
"Yes sir?" this guy is so weird. He's friends with Spirit, I know, but I also know even Spirit doesn't like him that much. The guy stares up at me behind his round glasses. Does he ever blink?
He glances back to Spirit, "This is the kid you were talking about?" he asks.
"Hey, what'd I just tell you, Stein?" he yells back. The guy, Stein looks up at me again, unfazed by Spirit. He lights a cigarette while staring at me.
"Be nice to that girl, she's curious. Don't treat her right and Spirit will kill you." he says. Did Spirit tell him about what happened this morning? I look to him, who just looks angry.
"J-just go home, alright? Don't be late tomorrow." He looks the other way while making a shooing motion with his hand. What the hell is his problem?
"Okay… Goodnight." I say while going out the door.
"Goodnight, Soul Evans." Stein calls out to me. I flinch at that name. How does he know that? Well… He's at the bar, so maybe he's drunk? Even so, how does he know my name? Did someone tell him? Nobody knows my real name, though. I shake my head; I think I'm getting a migraine. I'll just go home, I'm tired.
Finally back, I release a sigh. I wanna go to bed. I walk inside and I see someone at my door. Wait… WAIT.
"Maka?" I ask in shock. What is she doing here? She looks over her shoulder at me and her green eyes light up.
"Thank god you're finally back! I need to talk to you." She says. She's wearing clean clothes, a black overcoat and gloves. She still has her bag; she must have that book in there again. "What are waiting for? Open the door." she looks really excited about something.
"O-okay." I unlock the door and she pulls me down the stairs and into the living room. "What are you doing here, Maka? It's not safe for you." I say.
"You are Soul Evans, younger brother of the violinist Wes Evans." She says. How the…? She pulls out an old newspaper article from her bag. "It says here you locked yourself in the study of your house by accident and a stray spark from the fireplace set the whole room and eventually the house on fire. It says they never found your body, and that your dad and brother are the ones who made it out okay besides the maids and butlers. How are you alive?" she says. She researched me? How did she even find out my name 'Soul Evans'? Wait… Oh, goddammit! Noire said my name! Then she looked me up! "Soul? Hey, Soul?" Maka draws my attention back. Nobody was supposed to know. Nobody.
"You should go home." I tell her. I can't bring myself to look at her. Nobody was supposed to know that. I don't want to bring up those memories again! I completely erased my past when I came to Death City, I wanted to start new.
"Soul? Hey… Does it bother you?" She asks. Oh, like that fact wasn't obvious? I look her in the eyes. Her big green eyes look up at me. I can see she's curious. I don't want to be mean to her, but I can't just tell her everything.
"Yeah… It does." Why is it even bothering me so much? I forgot everything when I left. It's been six years. That asshole and the psycho are damn happy without me there, I know they are. Why else was I chased out?
"Oh… Sorry." She looks all dejected now. "Sorry for bothering you." She turns to leave but I grab her arm and stop her.
I take a deep breath. "It's fine. Just don't tell anyone, alright? And don't look so upset." I tell her. She looks back up at me. Well, that seemed to have cheered her up a little.
"Okay." she smiles. Damn, this chick is freaking cute. Is she making that face on purpose? "I have to go though, so goodnight." She says. What? Is she dense?
"Maka, it's not safe to go walking out at night alone." Is she gonna stay the night again? If she does, would something like this morning happen again?
"I'll be okay." She says. "I can take care of myself." She turns around to leave.
"What are you thinking?" I blurt out by accident. Slight shock goes over her eyes. "I mean… Let me walk you home. That guy, Giriko, is still out there somewhere. It's really, not safe." I see in her eyes that she's thinking it over.
"Only to the station, okay? I'll be fine after that. And you don't want to get caught in meister territory after dark." She finally says.
"Alright." I agree. We walk out and I lead the way to the train station, Maka following closely behind me.
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MOTHERFUCKING FINALLY. I am soooo sorry that I haven't updated in so long, school started and it all just went downhill from there. ALL THE FUCKING ESSAYS AND HOMEWORK. It's spring break for me right now, and I still had some homework to do (it's done now). Not only school but my laptop was suffering from technical difficulties and I lost more than a few things that must've disappeared into the fourth dimension or some shit because I can't find ANYTHING. But other than that I've been fine, how've you been? :3
I am so sorry about the random break and I hope to god you all can forgive me but I'm back now. School has finally started to calm down and I have mostly everything straightened out. That being said thank you all for reading, be sure to leave some feedback and don't forget to fav if you liked! Love you guys, thanks for putting up with me ;3
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