Soul Eater

-Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.
*Thank you that I'm improving. ^_^. Go easy on me, alright? :). Well, actually it is Kid whom Maka asked. In case, a few of you are still confused. I never knew I'd love writing as soon as I get started. I'll be continuing writing stories. Read and always review. Small notes like yours makes me inspired. :")

If I Were A Boy

"Black Star! Can I go home?" Maka whined for the tenth time while adjusting her draped skirt. This was what Black Star was talking about, going to ProNeon to party and get drunk. She's not into these things and she couldn't do anything about it because he already paid her a reservation. Maka and even Soul never understood his concept on how he pays a reservation but he can't pay lunch everyday in high school life.

"We just arrived, you coward" That's what Maka hates about Black Star being excited about something while she contrasts. He keeps on calling her names which she doesn't like. "What am I supposed to do? You know I hate alcohol and drunk bitches!" She pulled her arm away from Black Star since he keeps dragging her with him. They couldn't go on like this forever, especially when you try to sort things out with him. That's why within a few seconds, Maka was being dragged by Black Star inside the exclusive night club.

And within a few seconds, Black Star was already gone. Maka sighed in frustration, she sat on a stool while tapping her hand on the counter. Maka thought that Black Star would thank her in the near future since she's always the one driving when he's drunk. Especially now.

"Maka?" She took a small intake of air, realizing the owner's voice was just behind her. She knew exactly how he gets stunned or shocked. As she slowly turned around, her guess is never wrong. It's Soul. Dressed in a red fitted shirt and black metallic pants. He looked unfairly attractive, other guys who would wear his clothes wouldn't bring that much hotness. A flash of his grin made a few girls turn to him and giggle. "Soul, uh... Hi! I wasn't expecting you here. I mean I would since both you and Black Star likes going here. But, I'm not looking forward in anything. So, can I ask you what are you doing here? I'm not saying anything-"

Maka was speaking too fast as if she's too tense to stop that's why Soul interrupted her and she stopped mid-sentence. " Maka! Calm down... I was just not expecting you here since like what you said... You hate it here. So, who are you with?" Soul settled on the stool beside her as he gulped down on his drink.

"Black Star-" Before she could continue, Soul spat his drink over his shirt. The fabric clung on his chest, that the carved area was exposed. Maka was in the middle of savoring every second about this fraction of happiness but ripped her eyes away before Soul notices anything. "I knew it, that dumbass. You know, I can take you home" Her gaze rose on his with a bit of anticipation in her eyes.

"Really?" Again, Soul didn't 'quite' heard her anticipate about his offer since someone staggered between them. Face clinging towards Soul's as she hugged him from behind. Arms squared over his torso and she giggled with what she's doing to Maka or at least that's what she thought.

"Maka! I didn't expect you here" Blair started while annoyingly giggling with his high-pitched voice. Maka annoyingly scoffed as a response and slowly stood up from the stool. She doesn't want to be the third wheel of a relationship. And mostly, not to them. She dusted herself before leaving.

But before she could leave, Soul gripped his hand over her wrist. This small action already made her senses tingling in sensation. Maka was slightly startled and turned a bit red. "Maka, you want to go home, right?" He offered once again.

Maka was close to tears, she doesn't know why. There were a lot of reasons why, maybe that's why she's too devastated to think. She faked a smile before turning to face him. "No... No need, I can just take a taxi or walk home" But Soul wasn't convinced at all. He was not ready to let go of her wrist while Blair just clung to him.

"Maka" Soul said in a parent-like tone or just someone who cared for her in the most sincere way possible.

"Really... I'm okay. I mean, I need to drive the ass mouth home. He's too drunk to drive" Even right now, when she joked around that she normally does, it didn't worked right for Soul. He's still not convinced.

"Yeah Soul... She can take care of herself. Let's go upstairs" Blair whispered and Maka felt that she was letting her hear it. It was a masochist thing. Maybe for her.

"You know Soul... She's right. I can take care of myself" The tone of her voice changed as if it wasn't the offer that they were arguing about. It was something else. She removed the grip against her arm and walked away. She needs to go somewhere where she can breathe air. 'What's happening to me? Maka!' She's not aiming for any destination, she's only aiming to get away from him as far away as possible.

Finally, when she approached the back door of the night club, she sat on the small staircase. She finally did her outburst. Tears there and there, she doesn't give a damn if people walks in and finds her crying. She forced her eyes shut in hopes that she can escape everything for a little while but that's just impossible.

She heard the door clicked open and she didn't dared to look up. Her wild guess was Soul since he knows something's wrong or maybe he was just concern from before but slowly agreed that she can take care of herself.

"You okay?" This time, she was wrong. The voice was definitely not Soul's. She felt some weight shifted beside her but she didn't dared to look up. She rested her head on her knees as the guy patted her back in comfort. "I guess not" the guy said.

"You know what makes me-" He stopped mid-sentenced when Maka finally looks up with her tears stained in black because of her mascara. "You? Hey... Why are you crying?" He was the guy yesterday whom she randomly asked on a date. He became more concern when he realized he knows her.

"N-nothing. I just... I just can't take being in high school too much"

"Why?"

"Because I experience teenage stuffs. And what brings you here?" She asked as she tried to change the subject. It didn't worked instantly because the guy only stared at her for a while before removing a black handkerchief in his pocket and wiping her tears himself.

"You should avoid crying. You'll waste your beauty and my father owes the place... So yeah" She chuckled at first before accepting the fabric herself. "Do you often brag about your father?" He then grinned in response. Normally, Maka would be crying by now but she felt a bit relieved when the guy came.

"And no... I don't. I just answered your question. And you know... It's odd you asked me on a date. Ironic is we don't know each other. So... I'm Kid" Her cheeks turned flustered from embarrassment. She forgot about that part, that when she remembered she couldn't stand looking at him straight in the eye. He perked his lips and kissed her hand softly, she guessed it was a gesture of a fairy tale thing but that thing never made her flutter. Not until now.

"Well... My friends... I had a consequence to ask someone on a date. But when I asked you... I didn't know you'll agree anyway" She looked away in hopes to stop hearing his chuckle. "And I'm Maka... And get your damn lips off my hand" She crossed her arms and snorted. She's being aloof for someone who cared enough to comfort her.

"It's okay. And you know... We can still continue with that shit of yours" She slowly turned to him as he extended his hand for her to shake. She stared at it for a brief second as if thinking to shake it or not. But she did anyway.

"Good... I want to rub it in Soul's face pretty hard" She mischievously grinned as she visualized him looking stupid that he thought that she can't ask someone out on a date but who's with her right now? The son of the owner of the hottest club in town.

"Wait... So if your father owes this place. How come you're not popular? I mean-you should be since... You're big" That was true. Anyone who owns something this big should be popular. Like the Thompson sisters, they owe a publishing company but rumors said that they're also mafia leaders. But that's not the point.

"True. That's why my hair is gelled during school hours and I wear those lame office shirts and glasses to look lame. I don't want being those... Rich freaks" If Maka needs to be impressed by something, it was Kid being humble. Upon understanding most of the peer groups, she concluded that most freak sororities or any rich person would brag about anything they had but he was different. And now, he impressed her.

"So... You're like superman hiding his identity"

"Yeah... But I'm not super" So they talked on and on and on. From birthdays to relationships. From families to jokes. She felt that she finally found a long lost someone. Like a magnet but she didn't really believed in the saying that 'Opposites attract'. For example, she tried being insensitive about her best friends' teases... Now look what it gotten her, she became their own best friend without being the total opposite.

"Okay, so you're saying... The weird purple tree is hidden inside the garden?" Kid repeated. They were talking about a secret tree in school that looks purple but then turns blue during the night. "You're kidding" He didn't believed her. As far as he knows, there are no trees that turns suddenly blue from hours.

"I'm not talking crazy-"

"Yes you are"

"No, I'm not!"

"Apparently, yeah... You are"

"WHY YOU!" She was about to smack the hell out of him when the door clicks open, it was Black Star. Holding a bottle of alcohol in one hand and his dress shirt was loosely buttoned. "YOU! WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN? I'VE BEEN LOOKING ALL OVER FOR YOU!" He pointed towards Maka, Kid arched forward as if to protect Maka from the loud mouth but she only grinned with her inside joke.

"Black Star, you don't need to yell. I was with him. Hey... Where's Tsubaki?" Black Star finally realized that they were three in the back door, as he leaned closer to inspect the guy. Kid felt that he's like staring through his soul but maybe because he's just drunk.

"Hmm... Maka, nice. I never knew you had a better choice. Way to go, buddy" Completely ignoring Maka's question, he patted Kid's back in congratulations and Kid was speechless to think of anything to respond. "Uhhh" was his only reaction. Maybe he was weirded out. Black Star looked high because his eyes weren't normal. They were red.

"Okay okay... Ass mouth, it's time to go home" Black Star groaned in annoyance and he still settled between Kid and Maka. He rested his head on Maka's shoulder, Maka knew he hated other people's voice when he's drunk. That's why she remained still for a couple of minutes. "Is he always like that?" Kid asked.

"Oh... Don't get me started" She rolled her eyes from her imaginary answer. As for Black Star, he shifted his head towards Kid and no matter how much Kid scooted away from him, his head landed on his lap. If Maka wasn't there, and somebody walks in the door, they might have thought of him as gay.

"Tsubaki... Don't go" He gripped on Kid's arm tighter and he felt uneasy about it. Maka chuckled at Kid's tense reaction. He doesn't know how to deal with drunken men yet he's the son of the owner of the club. "Maka, I suggest we take him home"

"Uh... We?" she asked again, more clearer.

"Yes we. A girl cannot handle a guy this drunk alone"

"And you feel nervous about what's going to happen next. I can take care of him. I have know him when we were still kids. He wouldn't hurt me" Then, she remembered how Soul treated her like a kid. And Kid just reminded her about it, even his name.

"Okay fine... But call me if you need any help" Maka doesn't know why, if she feels touched that he's concern or he's stupid for not trusting her. She can do it by herself, so she followed her instincts. She didn't accept the calling card he offered for her.

Maka wrapped Black Star's arm around her neck and then supported the other. She never knew, Black Star was this heavy even though he works out a lot within a week or so. She groaned at first since she found it a bit difficult, to carry her weight and his weight at the same time. "Are you sure you don't need any help?" Kid assured. Maka glared at him before saying his name in a threatening matter.

"Okay okay. I guess not. I'll just open the door for you" With that, Maka shifted her legs and she finally carried both their weights. When she approached the loud music, the party turned wilder. And she swore, she saw the familiar flash of red in the corner of her eyes. But she ignored it anyway, all she needs to do is to drive Black Star home.

Finally, after a few walks, they made it to the car. Maka placed Black Star on the front seat as she buckled his seat belt. "This would be the last time, that I'll agree to come here" She threatened even though she knew he was drunk. She closed his door and settled herself on the driver's seat. "Be safe" Kid waved his hand as the car started moving.

"I will!" Maka yelled before focusing to drive away from the loud party. Finally, some peace and quiet. She got away from the freak show. She got away from him. But is that what she really wants?