Soul Eater
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If I Were A Boy
They slowly stopped laughing when they approached the door. Gazing with each other, Maka made three loud knocks. But no answer. So, Black Star babbled and banged the door, which owed him a chop on the head. "You don't need to bang the door! Stupid!"
Without an answer from the other side, Maka rotated the door knob and the door clicked open. That was weird. No doors should be left open, at all times. Without even thinking, Black Star rushed inside to find Tsubaki and all Maka did was facepalm but she followed anyway.
"Black Star! You can't just barge into her house like that!" She yelled as she approached Tsubaki's bedroom. Black Star was quiet, very quiet. And Maka gasped when she saw everything. Her room was a mess. Picture frames on the walls tilted, covers of the bed on the floor and a broken mirror.
"TSUBAKI! TSUBAKI! IT'S BLACK STAR! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!" He yelled as loud as he could. Maka followed behind him, then they noticed that everything was a mess. Including the living room, the kitchen and everything else. Black Star sighed and ran his fingers through his hair while sitting on the couch.
He was paranoid. He's not going to stop worrying until someone sees Tsubaki or he sees himself that she's alright.
'Shhhhhhhhhh' The sound of the water rushing, snapped their heads in one place. The bath room, which they realized that they haven't checked. They both contemplated in opening, but soon, they moved slowly to open. They only heard water rushing... Then that's it.
"Forget it" Maka mumbled before she simply opened the door. There, lied motionless on the bath tub filled with the rushing shower was Tsubaki. Maka's eyes widened and adrenaline pumped in her veins.
"Ts-Tsubaki! Tsubaki! What happened to you?!"
"G-GET A-A-AWAY FROM ME!" She yelled as she tried to remove Maka's grip. Black Star started helping Maka by calming Tsubaki down.
"It's me! Tsubaki! It's Maka! Don't worry!" After a few minutes, Tsubaki finally stopped struggling and then she started crying and crying. Like the pain is too much to hold that she thought crying is the only answer. Black Star turned off the shower as Tsubaki struggled to answer.
"Okay, Tsubaki... What do you say after cleaning yourself up, we talk about what happened" Tsubaki slowly nodded. Both Maka and Black Star exited the bath room and Black Star was very worried alright. They settled on the couch as Maka tried to cheer Black Star.
"I can't afford seeing Tsubaki like this! W-whoever did this will pay! They will pay!" Black Star smacked his fist on the glass table which created a small crack from the impact. Maka rubbed his back with her hand. "Black Star, at least she's here... She's not somewhere else wandering. Let's just hear what she's going to say"
With that, Black Star calmed for a short while. He was thinking of every possibility. Broken glass everywhere, ruined furnitures-surely there are millions of possibilities. The door finally clicked open, there revealed a stressed and tired Tsubaki. Wearing a white shirt and blue shorts underneath. Her pitch black hair still dripping wet from the shower. She settled on the smaller couch in front of the two of her closest.
Maka noticed that she was still shaking. Probably because it was cold or she was scared. Maka placed her hand on hers, assuring her that she's safe. Meanwhile, Black Star asked. "Tell us... What happened?" Tsubaki couldn't gaze at anyone. Instead, she stared on the floor.
"M-Maka, remember the time I... I warned you about Blair beating you?" Maka nodded. Maka could never forget how brilliant Tsubaki is as a friend and she owes her big time.
"I-I don't k-know how her friends found out that I know but when they did... They planned to beat me up next. So... So, w-when they were chasing me. I-I called Soul about what she did. O-only Soul knows that they chased me. I-I was scared for the both of you to find out. Soul promised that he won't tell, because I told him so.T-then, they barged into my house w-with a baseball bat. T-they started smashing everything. I-I didn't know what to do, I pleaded..." She stopped talking.
Both Maka and Black Star waited for her to continue. It was traumatizing. "O-one of them warned me to shut my mouth. Then..." She stopped talking again. She turned around and raised her shirt. Her back was creamy yet a mark of attack was seen. A blackish purple mark was on her back.
"It's not fair" Maka mumbled. That was the only thing she said before she stormed away from her apartment. She needs to confront her, not because of herself but Tsubaki being involved. It tears her apart, most of all, it tore Black Star apart.
All her thoughts were forming into anger, followed by rage. She held them all together with her fists clenched and glare so sharp that no one dared to give her a second look. She was ten blocks away from Blair's house and she's going to give her the piece she deserves.
After lowering her pride, Blair didn't let it go. She never stops. Maka was wrong for apologizing. When she reached her house she didn't had any second thoughts of being polite. "BLAIR! BLAIR! ARE YOU IN THERE?! OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!" When the door was halfway open, Maka took a fist full of her shirt and slammed her against a wall.
"Why? Why can't you just let it go! Why do you have to involve everyone!" Maka shouted. Blair lied still. She wore a look of confusion.
"Maka? What the hell are you talking about?"
"Oh don't you act innocent! You told your friends to beat Tsubaki! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY GAIN!" Blair glared back.
"Maka... I didn't asked my fucking friends to beat her! I don't even care anymore!"
"Are you saying your friends did it... WITHOUT YOU?"
"I don't fucking know! If I did a move to make you miserable I would tell it to you. Those bitches? They're not my friends anymore... They deserved to be treated like a shadow. They wanted the attention! Isn't it obvious?" Maka lets go of her collar. Blair shoved Maka out of her house.
"Oh before you accuse me AGAIN, try making it clear and reasonable. You're not gaining anything" With that, Blair shuts the door. Maka glared on her house, could Blair be telling the truth? Or is she just bluffing?
Maka wasn't really aiming for any destination. She randomly turned for lefts and rights. But then, ended up on a small burger joint. Like burger king except there were less Americans and more Asians. She sat on a nearby table near the window.
As she was being dramatic about her life and Soul, she didn't realized that Kid sat in front of her with a tired look on his face. "Maka" He called.
"Maka" He called for more than five times until she finally snapped out of her thoughts.
"K-kid? What are you doing here? I-I'm not supposed to be with you. No offense"
"Yes, I know... I know. I-I came here to apologize to you and all. I mean, I fucked up so bad. I keep thinking, maybe if I had a better timing... We would be together without being doubtful. And damn, how I regretted betraying you with my childhood friend"
"I don't really mind"
"But still... I regret it, still... You're the hardest girl to lose, Maka. I hope you realize that. I want to make a clear apology. I'm very sorry, okay? I won't interfere ever again"
"No, Kid. I'm sorry for using you as an excuse. I'm so sorry that I can't be someone... I can't be your perfect one. I'm so... Fucking sorry" Kid chuckled, it was hard to not forgive Maka for anything. Her presence was too big for one to miss. Maka was huge, not in size but her heart.
They made a casual conversation, without asking questions about their love life. They both know how messed up it is. So they don't mind. "Maka, can I borrow your phone?" Maka hesitated at first, but being with Kid while having a casual conversation in a joint with grease food. Why not?
"Here" Kid eyed Maka suspiciously at first before dialing that number. The other line wasn't answering but Kid was pursuing to call. "Who are you calling anyway?" She was taking a small look but before she could read the number, Kid held the phone closer to him.
"Oh... Nothing special. He's not answering" Kid messaged.
Soul... This is Kid and before you think of anything funny that I'm using her phone, I'm doing this because I know you won't answer the phone. But it's me whose going to leave the both of you. Not her and not you. I was the one who ruined everything, so I'm personally apologizing from everything. Please answer my call
A few tries later, Soul finally answered the phone. "What the hell do you want?" Soul coldly replied.
"Hey Soul" Maka's eyes widened when she realized he was texting and calling him for the past ten minutes and she had no idea. She mouthed a curse towards Kid before lunging herself to get the phone.
"Kid! Give me my phone!" Kid raised his arm and Soul in the other hand waited.
"No! I will personally talk to him!" With that, Kid stood up and left Maka sitting on her seat.
"Listen, Soul... I am not fucking things up with you and Maka again. I am leaving the both of you, this time for good. And don't be suspicious about the phone, she doesn't know that I was going to call you. Anyways, Soul... She really does love you. Before our casual conversation or small chat, she told me what happened. Soul, the reason why she can't answer the question 'do you love kid?' is because she was guilty. She was guilty to know that she used me, she doesn't want to know. Soul, she's something that a guy would regret letting go. Trust me, I know. Soul, you can't wait for Maka to get you. She's way too tired because Tsubaki was beaten up. The point is, get her now! And I'm not racing with you for her, it's your race. If you're planning to get her, she's in this small food joint downtown" The call ended without a response.
Kid sighed in disappointment, he tried anyway. Kid returned her cellphone. "You, son of a bitch" Maka muttered.
"I know, I know... I tried fixing things with him but... He hanged up on me. Anyways, I don't really know if he's coming for you. But... Maka, I need to go" Kid turned his heel and stormed. But faced her and added.
"Oh and... It was nice talking with you, honestly. Good luck with Soul" He smiled before storming. Maka sighed. She only eyed her phone as if it will get away from her any time soon. Then she was being doubtful. What if Kid told the opposite to Soul? But they both became honest about themselves last fifteen minutes ago.
Three hours passed. It was nine PM. But she wasn't going to give up that easily, she was still hoping. Then two more hours passed, her wrist watch read 11:42. Ten minutes more and the joint will close. People were leaving from the count of seven it turned to two. Then from the count of two it turned to one. She was the only one left inside the joint. The staff were already cleaning the place to start another boring day of work. A guy with black hair and black frames were wiping the tables. Realizing that there was still a customer, he went up to her.
"Ms... The place closes in about..." The guy checked his wrist watch, then back to Maka. "Ten minutes" Maka nodded in disappointment. She was sure enough that Soul won't come but there was something that tells her she needs to wait longer.
Then she was thinking again, him, her. THEM.
'Hey Assface!' Her instincts already know whose voice yelled their codenames. She removed the earphones jabbed in her ears. 'The fuck you yelling? What do you want?' Soul scooted beside her and he held his cellphone towards her and placed one earphone in her ear and one in him.
'Listen to this one' Maka closed her eyes. From all the songs or music Soul has in his phone, it was a melancholic yet sad tune of a piano. Maka never expected such a tragic piece, normally Soul listens to heavy metal and rock. But this one was different, like the piece was being played right in front of her.
She could just imagine how lovely it was. Then when the piece ended, she opened her eyes. Soul was serious, he was staring at her. 'Soul! That was fucking amazing!' Soul felt a bit uncertain that he felt uncomfortable gazing back at her.
'What's wrong?' Maka asked worriedly. Soul beamed a smile before answering. 'Nothing, I actually... Played the piano piece' Her jade green eyes widened in utter shock and disbelief. 'SOUL! YOU DID! WHY DIDN'T YOU TOLD ME YOU COULD PLAY THE FUCKING PIANO! I WANT YOU TO PLAY THE PIANO AGAIN!' This time, Soul was wide-eyed.
'Out of all people, you're the first one to compliment my piece. I mean-I... Well... Fuck drama but thank you' Without even realizing it, Soul hugged her tightly. Then she realized, the compliment was really big for Soul. But Soul never told her ever since about the piece.
"Ms... Ms... Ms!" Maka flinched when the employee called her. Then, she got back to reality. She was back in the joint. She hoped she could just play memories, not actually get back to reality. "Ms, it's closing time" Maka sighed heavily. There's no way he could come, she waited. But nothing.
She stood up and exited the joint, her head facing downwards when she bumped onto something hard yet soft. She looked up then she regained, it was Soul, breathing heavily in his grey sweat shirt and green boxers.