Soul Eater
-Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.
*Actually, this is finally end! Yes, I'm sad that this is the last but... Oh! I'll be making another SoMa story! Be sure to stay tuned. The title is 'Define Ex'. Okay, I know... The title sucks to the point that you'll think 'What kind of a title is that?' But I assure you... I want the next story to be successful than my first. So... Please support me! Lots of love for reviews! Thanks! :)
If I Were A Boy
Hope had risen over to the point that it was too much for Maka to process. She couldn't believe herself that HE is standing right in front of her. It took Soul a minute until he recovered himself from running around turns and circles. When he finally did, stared directly into her eyes.
"Maka" he whispered as if his life depended in it. The sound of his voice trailed a chill around her body, she gasped in shock. Out of all the people who spoke, she missed his voice the most. "Soul, listen... I'm really sorry. I mean, I love you, idiot. Maybe I was just-" But before she could finish, Soul hugged her tight. Her head buried on his chest. She closed her eyes in hope and a bead of tear escaped her eye.
"No, Maka... Just... Don't say anything" He warned with authority. No one will ever ruin this moment. This moment he missed so much. When he lets go, Maka's eyes were already red from tears and there were more trailing down her face. He wiped her face with his thumb, with the most genuine smile he could have flashed. After all, Kid was right about everything. Not having Maka is like not having a hot chocolate in winter.
"Soul" She missed having him beside her. Like, her world pulling back up together. He didn't said anything, instead, he pulled her hand and led her the way. With Maka demanding where to go, Soul manages only to snicker in response, until they reached a small alley. Soul slammed her against the wall and clasped both her hands with his. He closed his eyes and kissed her.
Maka's eyes widened then slowly she felt the way she used to feel every time. She closed her eyes, with the same passion. The kiss was going somewhere, she could feel Soul's finger tips digging her waist and he could feel Maka pulling him closer towards her.
Then Maka realized they need to stop. She slowly pulled him away, he started kissing her jaw line. She was tempted but she needs to anyway. Instead, she pushed him a little. Until he was breathing heavily, she could still see the passion wildly in his eyes, they were dark but soft at the same time.
"Soul, first... We need to stop, before... Things get... To somewhere else. I-I want an explanation too, you know" Soul eyed her at first but soon pulled her closer to his.
"Can't you see what I'm doing? W-well, I'm not actually good with words but... Kid was right"
"Right? About what?"
"Er, just... Don't mind it. I'm just so happy, okay? I can't resist myself from not wanting you" Maka's face turned flushed red. He wasn't good with words but he get his facts straight. Again, she found Soul staring back at her. With the same expression he has. How he missed her.
"Uh... I don't. I don't really understand, Soul. So... What are you telling me?" She was getting frustrated, she just wanted him to say it. It wasn't hard. Soul eyed her again. "You want to understand me?"
"Uhm" she muttered. Soul hugged her tightly, he wasn't going to lose this chance again. Not this time and not ever. He stooped lower to whisper in her ear. "I love you" Then she knew, she was wrapped against his finger. Without a swift move, she pushed him towards her. "I love you".
"Come on, Maka. We're gonna be late" Soul insisted while Maka struggled with Soul's grip in his hand. Maka felt embarrassed about school but Soul insisted anyway. Then, they were walking hand in hand in the hallway. Students and classmates whispering rumors which Soul did't gave a fuck about.
"But Soul-" Before Maka could protest, they heard a familiar loud mouth violently reacting. "MAKA! I AM SO DAMN PROUD OF YOU! NOT SULKING AND CRYING ABOUT HOW-" Immediately, she tackled Black Star on the ground and covered his loud mouth.
"It-It's nothing. He's just saying that we're late" Soul cocked an eye brow. "Sure" Maka slowly got up and proceeded beside Soul with an embarrassed look on her face. Soul turned his head and mouthed 'What is it?'
Then Black Star acted how Maka cried and confessed her love. Soul chuckled at first and then whispered to Maka. "You don't have to cry, you know" Maka lowered her gaze and fastened her pace as Soul watched her trip on one of the chairs before straightening up and 'confidently' sitting in the back. How he loved annoying her in a way she can't fight back because of embarrassment.
But on more, people expected to be used to Maka being a girl and finally having a boyfriend, which soon happened. And everyone wouldn't be staring with their hands held together. They were just a cute couple getting something in their lockers, nothing special. There were a few haters, moreover... Blair's old friends. But nothing could ever fall the couple apart. They were still together, up to the point of things getting weirder and weirder.
Like...
"Maka!" Maka looked from left to right, waiting for her name to be called once again. Then, she turned her head left she saw a woman who stood a few inches more wearing a purple corset and skin tight jeans, she eventually knew who it was.
"Oh! Blair!" Blair threw her arms around Maka, they were friends ever since Blair moved out of the campus. She withdrew from campus and moved to a pretty far university. Since then, she was discovered as a model. Blair couldn't count of how many times she thanked Maka for making her such a stronger person. Or appeared to be. One more year and high school was over.
"Blair?! Oh my... Blair! I thought you wouldn't visit!" Then those gossip gals started whispering, how Blair and Maka hang out. Sure, they called through their phones but it was more when they were talking, and no plastic about it.
"So Maka, how are you and Soul?"
"Oh... He's still an ass, he's playing basketball with Black Star" but she still considered the thought as a happy one. Considered the way Soul would cuddle her just for her to cook his favorite, or they would just wrestle until they fell tired on the couch or just watch a chick flick movie which laugh about soon after. She never got tired of having Soul around.
"Oh, why'd you visit anyway?" Blair almost forgot, her smile broaden when she remembered. She held her hand on her face, the stone on her finger shone, Maka's eyes widened in surprise. She's engaged! "You're engaged! That-That's wonderful!"
"I know! I-I met this guy in University, turns out he's my co-model. Anyways, we started dating. The best part was when he said I'm the one! That's why I got this ring!" Somehow, Maka felt a bit jealous. Sure, Soul gave her meaningful gifts but he never gave her something she wouldn't forget. She's not talking about wedding cakes and champagne, she was talking about something so much more.
Maka curled her lips into a smile, she closed her apartment door and proceeded towards the kitchen. She never gets tired of cooking, but this time... She's going to make it special. Especially, after she learned a lot from Blair just for today. Then the thought occur, that there comes the time that everyone will start a new life of college, then she'll be separated from him. They talked about college, but never spoke about it again because they were separated in college. The thought was hidden in the back of her mind. She doesn't want to know nor she want to remember.
Then a short while, Soul followed. She was preparing in the kitchen, a white apron tied around her, she was to prepare for the pizza wrap she wanted to do. She felt strong arms hug her from behind, a trail of kisses around her neck. Maka started giggling as he continues. "Soul, Soul! It-it tickles! S-stop!" But he didn't.
He brought her to the counter, as she sat and wrapped her legs around his waist. For Maka, it was totally normal. Soul was wild after all, it's obvious actually. Devious features, devilish grin, wild spiky hair... There must be the attitude. "Stop! I'm making dinner!" Soul chuckled as he brought her hand and kissed it.
"Mind helping me?" Soul grinned in answer as he took his shirt off. Maka couldn't help but stare, after all she never gets to see him half naked all day.
"Focus, lady!" Maka giggled as she did what was told. She started making the dough for the wrap, she was rolling the dough, she felt his presence behind. Then two hands wrapped her arms and then molded the dough. He loved the way she smelled like cherry blossoms, he likes the way he kisses her nape. And every time Maka couldn't help but groan, she would only curse to herself. Which is why he wouldn't stop.
"Seriously, we need to stop. Just go and sit in a corner and look attractive. I can handle this shit" Soul slowly descended when Maka restrained herself and she owed him a chop on the head. Well, Maka doesn't need to worry about college. Little intimate things is easy to remember than worrying about college. Little things can make up for it.
And there comes threw time that everything else gets weirder. It has been a month since Soul ran after her in his green boxers. Her phone rang until she picked up from the third call. "Hello?" What was strange though was the number was unregistered.
"Guess who" Her green eyes widened in surprise. "KID?!" Soul snapped his head beside her. His attention was caught up by his name. They were walking away from school hand in hand and Maka completely forgot that Kid moved from another school.
"Kid?! How the fuck are you?" Kid chuckled at Maka. And he realized she hasn't changed at all. Which was good.
"I'm fine actually, I met a girl and now we're dating... I'm planning to invite you for dinner with her. In fact, I want you to tell me if you her"
"Uh... Why me?"
"I don't know" Maka was contemplating. It would be rude if she didn't accept or anything. And she owed him something. But what about Soul? She eyed Soul at first, who was also giving her a look of confusion. "Uh, Sure-Wait!" But before she could say anything, he already hung up.
"What did he say?"
"Well... He invited me to dinner" Soul gave her a suspicious look. "It's nothing like that! In fact, he wants me to meet his girlfriend" But Soul didn't bought it, he was worried. What if those things happen again?
"Can I come with you?"
"Seriously, Soul... Can you trust me? I mean, it would be awkward if you come with me" Soul was thinking of persisting but he knew than to trust her. Maka is Maka anyway. She wouldn't do anything stupid to ruin what they have.
But he would persist in taking her home. They both arrived in their apartment, which is Maka's. Because he moved from her apartment when his new landlord raised the rent. Which was oddly stupid since it was Soul's ex. Or maybe it was for revenge.
"Hey Maka"
"Hmmm?"
"Could I be the one to pick you up?"
"Oh, Sure. Yeah, just microwave some spaghetti on the fridge. I'm just gonna get ready" But Soul was still thinking. Being doubtful actually. It was ridiculous to see Maka, smiling weirdly. And he's not gonna let that slip. It took Maka two hours to prepare and it took all of Soul's patience of randomly flipping channels. She wore a strapless hostess dress and her hair was pinned in a small bun. Soul guessed her dinner was formal.
"Okay, Soul... I'll see you later. Pick me up at eight" She kissed him longingly on the lips before she closed the door. Soul peeked on the window and she rode inside a black limousine. That's it. He's going to follow them, whether he owns her five hundred Maka chops.
He picked a clean shirt and slung his apartment key inside his pocket. Rotated the key to his motorcycle and followed the car a few meters away. Soon they ended up in a fancy restaurant called 'Le Festin'. He hid behind a bush outside the restaurant that was in the right timing from the window. Soul narrowed his eyes when Kid assisted Maka on a chair. Soul guessed that there was a chair in front of Kid but it wasn't visible from the window. But moreover, he wasn't convinced about Kid's ally by.
"Maka, this is Michael"
"Wow, for a boy's name you sure are a keeper" Michael narrowed her eyes on Maka. Maybe, she already thought that Maka's a lesbian. "Oh! Not that way! I mean... Kid's a keeper because you know... You're something. I mean-Jesus christ" Kid chuckled in Maka's attempt in explaining as he translated what she said in French.
Then Maka understood. "Oh... She's French. And you're French"
"So... Is French fries famous in your country? I mean... If you know" Kid felt Maka's naiveness to the highest level. And again, Michael squinted her eyes.
"Um... Maka, French fries aren't from France" Michael chuckled along with Kid. Her cheeks reddened from embarrassment.
"So... How are you?" Michael asked with a French accent which sounded so sexy. "Oh, me? I'm you know... I'm like a grenade. I sore through the sky and fucking explode until everybody is involved. I mean, not the means of violently killing everyone. What I mean is, when I meet everyone... I want them to be involved with me. To be with them and to be with me" Michael gave her a genuine smile.
"Er, how about you?"
"Well, I speak little English. But I did understand what you said. I'm uh... I'm not that amazing like what you said. I'm just simple. Like uh... A white color"
Then Kid intrigued in French and they both kissed. "Well, should I leave or something?" They all chuckled until the night went on with laughing until eight. Michael even learned something from Maka. Kid of course laughed the whole dinner until his stomach ached. Maka just taught Michael the word 'fucking'.
Before Maka could leave, Soul hurriedly walked up on the entrance where Maka was already walking. Her smile was still plastered on her face until Soul hailed for a taxi. They both went inside and Soul never listened to whatever Maka's saying.
"Are you even listening? Soul?"
"So... How's everything with Kid? With you gooeying with him?" Soul asked in the darkest aura possible but Maka only chuckled. "I'm not gooeying over him. I'm gooeying over you"
Soul scoffed a "Yeah, right" before turning his head back to the window. Maka broadened her smirk when she got the hint that he was jealous of Kid.
"Say... Are you... In every possible way, jealous from Kid?" She started poking his side until she got his attention.
"I'M NOT JEALOUS! I NEVER GET JEALOUS! I'M WON'T BE JEALOUS! JUST TODAY I AM!" He admits. Maka found him hard to resist. Until she kissed him.
"Don't need to be jealous. I'm not gonna cheat on you. Besides, I'm more attracted to... A guy with rare white hair and red eyes" Soul soon gave in and kissed her back.
"Well... What can I say, I'm charismatic"
"You're more hot than charismatic" Soul worried if Maka saw him spying on them, he'll owe her something. And a few days later, he did owe her something.