Soul Eater

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If I Were A Boy

She's feeling harder to breathe. Her feet hurt and her eyes were too red and swollen that she can't see much of her vision. She just depended on where her feet are taking her. She doesn't gave a damn if people finds her weird. She's been running around randomly and crying loudly for pete's sake. In hopes to escape everything, but she can't run away forever.

Maka eyed a small staircase underground, she sat on the first two steps before taking a fist of her hair as if she's gonna rip it apart. "Why am I so stupid?! Why? Why? Why?" She asked herself repeatedly while smacking her fist on her head. Maka didn't blamed Kid since he doesn't know, everything. Right from the start, she remembered the traumatic incident.

'Soul-kun, I bet we can cross the other side' A seven-years old smirked in determination while pointing her finger on the other side. The taller friend looked down and his eyes widened. They were above ten feet, the ground was slippery with mud. While the bridge was composed of the basic wood, from softwood to hard.

The little Soul smirked back in return, he decided to step forward with his left foot and the other. The bridge made a creek. Soon, Maka's face grew worried. "Soul! I think you should get back here! It's dangerous!" She yelled as soon as Soul was half-way on the other side. But before he could speak, the soft wood he was stepping fell into pieces. Her eyes widened in shock and Soul's life depended on the rope of the bridge.

His eyes started to turn watery and Maka was really crying. Her heart was thumping loudly. "Soul, hurry! Get back here!" Without a word, he hurriedly walked his way.

But suddenly his foot came across another soft wood and the whole three steps jammed apart. A soft thump soon collided on the floor and Soul lied motionless ten feet off the ground. "Soul-kun! Soul!" She yelled on top of her lungs over and over again.

Until his older brother came across Maka. "Maka, what's with all the yell-" But before he can continue, as he led his eyes to discover the answer, it took him three seconds to slide down and carry Soul in his arms. Maka was still glued in her position, crying.

"Maka! What did you do?" But she kept crying. By the age of her mind, she wasn't thinking mature enough. But she knew Soul was in trouble. Wes walked away with Soul in his arms as they approach the car to go to the hospital. But a few moments later, when Wes got back from the hospital. Maka stayed with Soul's parents, since both her parents were in a business trip. Soul's parents were now sleeping in their room together with Maka on the middle.

Wes stood in front of their bed, watching his mother and father sleep. He greeted them with a kiss on the forehead. But when he was about to go, his mother sat up properly on the bed. And soon, the little Maka's eyes fluttered open. She turned to her side and gazed on the window, trying to hear what they were talking about.

"Wes? W-where were you? We were so worried about you? And... Is Soul sleeping in his room?" His eyes didn't bothered to gaze on his mother's. He couldn't bare the thought of his mother's sadness if she finds out. But she has the right to.

"M-mom, Soul is in the hospital... He's-he's not waking up right now" His voice sounded slurry and soft. He didn't dared to look to his mother, but he knew she was shocked. Her mouth was gaped slightly open and her eyes were wide and soon escaped a lot of tears.

"W-what happened to my Soul?! Why?" She started crying and soon, his father woke up. Comforting his sorrowful wife and not aware of Soul's condition.

"S-sorry mom, I wasn't able to look after my little brother. It's my fault" He bowed and then started crying. Soon, his father's eye brows cringed in confusion. "What do you mean? What are you talking about? Where's Soul?" He asked, looking straight towards his son.

"Dad, Soul's in the hospital. He-he fell off the bridge and I-I wasn't able to look after him" But before he can speak, he felt a sharp intense pain in his stomach. His father punched his stomach until he coughed blood and his teeth was tightly clenched and his red wine eyes were burning.

"SLY! SLY! S-STOP IT! -STOP IT!-" But before they can continue fighting, his mother was breathing heavily and her eyes stared off the distance. She held a hand over her chest, trying to calm herself. Both guys went beside her, and soon Maka sat up from the bed, watching. What was a seven years-old child going to do?

Soon, she stopped breathing and then lied motionless on the bed. Her eyes open and stared off the ceiling. They were all crying and weeping as her husband, closed her eyes in rest and hugged her tight. "Sanra! Sanra! Wes! Wes! This is all your fault" Sly didn't let go of her wife, he glared directly towards his son with hatred.

That was the very reason why Wes hated her. After his father's burden towards him, he left the country at age twenty. But soon, his father died in depression. One year after his wife died. He didn't had the chance to tell anything to his father and everything was entirely her fault. She didn't do anything.

His leader black shoes stepped softly on the dry grass. He placed his briefcase on the ground beside him. The sky was turning orange and the cloud started to turn darker. He knelt in front of two carved names in two separated white marble tiles. He softly brushed his hands in both name.

Wind rustled towards the leaves and then kissed his face. He placed a bouquet of lilacs in each marbles and sat up properly. "Hi mom. Hi dad. I've got a lot to tell you" He sighed at first before closing his eyes and opening them back again. Flashing the reality between him and his parents.

Maka doesn't really know where she was heading but she doesn't really care. It was already getting dark and getting cold at the same time. Light flashed from the windows of downtown and Maka sighted the familiar incident in the street. Her eyes couldn't take it anymore, she didn't shed anymore tear because there was nothing left to shed.

Instead, as she looked up on the other side, loud music vibrated from the silent glass. A huge guy stood in front of the area, with his arms folded. A line of people were waiting outside. A lot of girls' faces were smudged with make-up and wore short dresses. Compared to her, she wore her familiar black shorts and a white button-up shirt. That was it.

But even so, she crossed the road and she felt like she needed a drink even if she never tasted one. That's what she red in books, when things fall apart for everyone. A good solution is to drink. It wasn't relevant but she wanted to anyway. She wiped her eyes with the back of her palm and adjusted her outfit.

She stood beside the loud girls with cigarettes stuck in their mouths outside. A few girls stared at her and chuckled. What were their problems? All she needs is a drink. Deciding to ignore them, a girl with a ponytailed black hair and vibrant dark blue eyes and her lips was studded in red shining lipstick blew a smoke on her face. Maka coughed for a while before speaking.

"Uhm, what?" Maka asked.

"Uh... I haven't seen you here. Are you new?" Maka narrowed her eyes at the girl's weird question. New about what? "Uh... What do you mean?"

"Oh come on, like you don't know... Hookers?" She pointed her red-painted index finger towards her and the other girls. Maka's eyes widened in realization, she immediately shrugged her head and walked out of the line but managed to stay near her.

"I-I didn't know... I thought this was a line to enter" The girl immediately cackled a laughter before seeping in her cigarette.

"Of course not, if this was a line... There won't be people entering" She motioned as a girl entered inside. Maka, scratched her head and smiled. "Y-yeah, sorry for being stupid"

"Darling, you're not stupid. You're just... Naive. Anyways, I think that guy is checking you out" The girl pointed the direction towards a guy with blonde hair, waving at her inside his Audi. Maka felt a shiver ran down her spine, before gazing back at her.

"Uhm, well... I'm not really interested in meeting anyone and... I just want a drink" The girl nodded in agreement anyway. "Alright, anyways... I'm Arachne and if ever you want to you know... Hook up with someone just pass by" Maka just nodded anyway even though she's not doing any of her suggested plans.

So she walked away from her, deciding to walk inside. The music suddenly made her dizzy with a lot of people screaming from excitement and partying. While some were drunk. She walked into a mini bar with a bartender spinning bottles and landing them without breaking. She sat on a stool and motioned for the bartender's attention.

"Uh... Give me something hard" Maka didn't know what she meant but the bartender nodded anyway. As the bartender gave her what she asked for, she stared at it. The drink was colored dark-red, she felt a bit dizzy when she sniffed at it. The smell was strong, very strong that she even thought that she felt drunk.

But she doesn't have a choice, she took a sip and the taste was too strong for her taste buds. She forced her eyes closed and took another sip and followed by another. Until she could smell her own breathe. She felt like she was in ecstasy. Until to the point that she finished her drink. As she opened her eyes, everything around her seemed to double. Even triple. The bartender, the lights and the music. She felt very dizzy, what was in her drink anyway?

She stood up from her seat, wobbling. Her brain seemed to shut down, as if she's not herself anymore. "What the fuck?" She muttered to herself as she stared on her doubled feet. She cackled a laughter before gathering her composure.

She placed her right foot, then her left, right then left. But suddenly a hand grabbed her wrist and then spun her around. She couldn't make up the figure, her vision was a blur. But the guy was blonde, that was one thing she can make up.

"Hey" The sound of his voice seemed so soft, so calming but so wrong. "The fuck? Who the heck are you?" She asked. The guy grinned in response as he adjusted his suit.

"I'm Ichi, you want to take a drive or something?" She scoffed for an answer, but that wasn't enough. He persevered.

"Get your hand off my wrist, dumbass" She muttered, but before she can motion, he already gripped tighter and tighter until she caught a tiny pain in her veins. She sank her teeth in her lips before speaking.

"Can you not fucking see how drunk I am? I mean, look at me? I don't go out with men who takes woman for you know what. And I mean, there are a lot of hookers outside" She wanted to go away. Fast. But she can't move faster than an ant. She's feeling more drunk.

"Come on-" Before the Ichi can speak again, someone already placed a hand over his shoulder as a gesture to stop the scene. Maka slowly turned around, and she felt dizzy doing it. But the voice was familiar, very. "Who are you?"

"I'm Kid, so will you just stay away from her? I'm taking her home" But the guy seemed to disagree.

"Oh no, I'm the one who saw her first so I'm taking her"

"No... You're not. And she doesn't want to. So get your hand off her wrist" But he still disagreed, instead, Ichi landed a blow in his cheek as he faced the other way.

"See that, I don't always take 'no' for an answer" Ichi cracked his knuckles, as it created some cackling noise. Kid in the other hand, turned his head slowly to face him. His golden gleaming eyes screeching with anger. He smirked at first before moving forward and taking several blows on his face. It took them three minutes, until Kid motioned for the drunk Maka talking to herself on the stool. He placed her arm around his neck and his other arm around her slim waist, leaving the beaten up blonde away.

"You're so stupid. Why'd you drink?" He muttered to her, her eyes were already fluttering close and open. And thank heavens, he was able to follow her although out her trip. He placed Maka inside the passenger seat of his car as he adjusted her seat belt. "Drinking can't solve your problems" He told her, her eyes were already closed. Her mouth was a bit gaped open and Kid stared at it. Her soft and pink lips. He could smell the strong odor of the alcohol.

"Kid... You're a hero" Maka's hand was grasped on his arm before she fell fast asleep. Kid stared at her for a moment before he shrugged his head and closed her door to go to his. But Kid saw how different Maka was and how easily she can get drunk.

Kid wiped a trail of blood coming from his lip by his index finger. "Stupid asshole" He muttered to himself before gazing at Maka, who was mumbling something in her sleep. Kid doesn't really know where she lives, so he decided to take her to his own mansion.

"Stupid, don't you ever drink again" He told her. As they approached the mansion, about fifteen minutes away from the distance. He exited his door and motioned for Maka's. He removed her seat belt and carried Maka by his arms before closing the door by his back.