Author's Note: I'm back! Sorry for disappearing off the face of the Earth. School does that sometimes -_-

Some housekeeping things:

Did you notice how all the chapter titles are song titles (excluding the first two chapters)? Just a little challenge with myself (: Here's the songlist: 3. "All the Small Things" by Blink-182, 4. "I Want to Hold Your Hand" by The Beatles, 5. "The Story of Us" by Taylor Swift, 6. "Camisado" by Panic! At the Disco, 7. "Technicolor Girls" by Death Cab for Cutie, 8. "Careful" by Paramore, 9. "Be My Escape" by Relient k, 10. "Kids in Love" by Mayday Parade, 11. "People Watching" by Jack Johnson, 12. "How I Go" by Yellowcard, 13. "I Don't Love You" by My Chemical Romance, 14. "Closer to the Edge" by 30 Seconds to Mars, 15. "My Way Home is Through You" by My Chemical Romance. Cool huh?

And if you thought that was cool (or didn't), I'm still working on another Soul x Maka fanfic that's less about murder and more about music and romance en Paree! Please check it out (:

Since this is my last author's note, I want to thank everyone who read and reviewed m a d n e s s. Seriously, you guys make my day. I would bake cookies for each and everyone of you. Except you probably wouldn't want them because I suck at cooking.

So, until next time! Please enjoy!

Maka had watched the scene unfold. The blood, the thunk of Ashura's body falling to the floor, Soul following suit and clinging onto Maka as if she was a lifesaver thrown to him at sea.

Maka remembered his warmth in her arms, the damp spot on her shirt left by his tears, his shaking, turning from violent to subdued.

The police had come, sirens blaring, after someone reported hearing a scream in the school. They came busting into the library, flashlights pointed at the two terrified teens' faces with orders two put their hands up.

They had been led outside and brought to other parts of the lawn to be questioned. Soul's eyes as he was led away from her nearly broke Maka's heart.

After Maka had recalled the situation for the officer, he had told her to sit on the front steps of the school and given her a blanket, as if it would resolve the situation.

And so Maka sat, clutching the itchy hunter green blanket around her shoulders. It was a warm spring night, but Maka had never felt so cold in her life.

She scanned the area for any sign of Soul. All she found were the glaring siren lights of the police cars and an ambulance with two bundles, swaddled in white sheets sitting next to each other in the truck. Maka felt an icy shiver snake down her back.

She turned her attention to the numerous officers sitting around, talking.

"…troubled boy…"

"…sick and twisted. This is what's wrong with youth today…"

"…say they weren't involved but I have my suspicions…"

Maka covered her ears, curling herself into a ball. Her heartbeat pulsed in her ears, echoed back from her hands clapped over her ears. She couldn't take the noise anymore. It was deafening. She squeezed her eyes tight, tucking her head in and pulling the blanket tighter around her. She missed Soul's warmth.

She felt a warm hand on her shoulder and she jumped. Looking up, she saw Soul. His crimson eyes looked tired and worn but still held that warmth she so needed.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," she said back, uncurling herself from her ball and standing up. "What'd they say?" She looked behind him and saw a none-too pleased police officer folding his arms and glaring at the pair.

Soul took Maka's hand softly. His hand was ice cold. "They have to take me down to the station,"

"What?" She said, feeling tears beginning to prick at her eyes. "Why? You didn't do anything wr-"

"It's okay, Maka," He said, keeping calm. "It's just for more questioning,"

"Oh," Maka said, feeling only a bit relieved.

"The officer said I'll be fine as long as I tell the story truthfully. It falls into the self-defense category so there probably won't be any charges,"

"You're sure?" Maka didn't want to be let down again.

"I'm sure," Soul said, taking her other hand and stepping closer. He rested his forehead against hers, the tips of their noses almost touching. "Trust me," He smiled reassuringly at Maka.

The police officer cleared his throat loudly.

"Don't worry so much," He said, leaning in and gently pecking her lips. Maka relished the warmth of his lips, feeling the heat spread through her body and alleviating any of the cold. "I'll be back soon,"

"I know," She said, finally believing her words.

Soul stepped back reluctantly, letting go of Maka's hand. He grinned. "And don't forget, you promised me that date,"

Maka felt her first genuine smile after what felt like forever, make its way to her lips.

Soul turned away from her and starting walking towards a police car. The nearby officer placed a hand on his back and guided him towards the door.

Maka watched as his tuft of white hair disappeared inside the tinted windows of the car. The vehicle rumbled to life, the headlights glowing and the siren lights, spinning blue and red light onto the sidewalk. The car pulled away, taking her one lifeline in the world with it.

But Maka was okay. She knew she would be fine just knowing he was there.