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Landing with a jolt, I felt a pain spread through the soles of my feet. Guess jumping out of a fourth, story window wasn't my best plan. Without pausing I dashed down the street, tears were prickling my eyes like little needles. Shit, I had to keep it together. If I broke down now Soul would catch up with me for sure. I had, had my fill of the scythe for the night. As I ran another tear escaped my eye, damn, I couldn't run all night where do I go. I could go to Liz but… I hesitated. I didn't want to see Kid or Patty; I didn't want to Liz to comfort me. Tsubaki crossed through my mind but I didn't want to bother the overly kind weapon.

Nope I didn't want to see any of my friends, I wanted my mom dammit, and I wanted to be a normal teenager that could cry about a stupid boy at her parent's house. Pushing all thoughts away, I let my mind go blank and just ran. When I looked up I realized that I was at the school, damn. I was out of breath, my lungs were screaming for relief, I panted and finally broke down on the top step.

Man, I am such a baby I thought sniffling. Scanning the horizon, I felt my heart clench. What the hell was I going to do? Sighing, I laid on the stone pathway, no longer caring how filthy I was. My shirt clung to my sweat drenched body; my hair was a mess, tears had made my eyes all red and puffy, and now I had dirt all over my back; looking up at the bloody moon and the drowsy sun with disdain, I again wondered, what am I going to do?

Well at least I wasn't crying anymore, god I am so tired. Staring at the maniacal moon with a sigh, it was getting late. Time to decide, there was my father, Liz, and Tsubaki. I weighed the pros and cons; if I went to Tsubaki's I would be sleeping on the couch listening to BlackStar snore all night and I wouldn't have clothes for tomorrow. If I went to Liz, I would have to deal with Kid and Patty, but I would have clean clothes. Finally, there was my father… if I went there then I don't even know what would happen. Okay so my father was not an option plus he was probably drunk, that left Liz and Tsubaki.

Standing up with a groan, I was going to Liz; maybe, she wouldn't make me talk that much. I stuck my hand in my pocket reaching for my cell phone, and that's when I realized I had forgotten it on my bed. Great, I was just going to show up looking like I had been living on the streets for a week. Hooray, and with that thought I made my way down the mountain of stairs.

Staring up at Gallows' Manor I felt my eyes begin to prickle again, no I shouted at my tear ducts. I can't show up crying as well, I can't be this pathetic. Why was I even crying? Soul was a guy, guys always cheat I should have suspected this, I always knew he was going to leave. So why was I breaking down when I knew this would inevitably happen? I had put up a barrier so this wouldn't happen, what happened to my shield, why was I so broken now?

The evil part of my mind whispered with glee, remember you let that slug in, and remember the first day you saw him play the piano. Hearing that song you thought for sure, you knew his lonely soul. You had thought for sure that your soul held the same song; that you matched. Any one as lonely as you wouldn't inflict more pain; they would understand how fragile a soul was. At least you thought he would feel that way.

Groaning, I pushed that evil whisper to the back of my brain, it wasn't helping anything. Holding back my tears, I marched up the steps to the door. Once I reached the door, I hesitated, what if Liz didn't want to deal with me. Ugh, tonight was not my night; I was becoming a major emo twit. Pull yourself together Maka! Knocking gently, I took a step back, internally hoping they wouldn't hear the light knock. My prayers went unanswered, as the door opened; a stream of light hit my face as I saw Kid.

"Hey," I croaked at the confused reaper. "Is Liz home?"

"Maka… what happened to you? Your completely asymmetrical, are you injured." Kid asked as he scanned my body.

"Come in," he gestured pulling the door further open.

"I'm fine. Just a little dirty," I said with a small smile, his worried expression made me want to cry.

"So is Liz home?" I asked trying to pull Kid out of his worried stupor.

"Oh yes, I will go get her," He said quickly walking towards her room.

Standing in the door way awkwardly, I didn't want to move in fear of getting dirt all over Kid's clean house. Cringing, maybe this wasn't the best idea. The sound of feet running down the stairs pulled me out of my thoughts. I watched Liz round the corner, I tried to pull my features into a small, reassuring smile, but I'm sure I failed.

"Hi," I whispered, "Can I spend the night?" A single tear ran down my check, damn so much for keeping it together. Before I could say anything else, Liz had me in a bear hug.

"Wait no… you don't want to hug me, I'm absolutely disgusting."

"Shut up, Maka." Liz whispered holding me close, which was the final straw; I broke down in her arms.

Staring up at the ceiling, I frowned. Where was I? Sitting up I looked around the room flatly, my eyes were burning, my nose was stuffed, and this looked vaguely familiar. Oh yah, this was one of Kid's guest rooms, my nose is stuffed, and my eyes burn because I was crying all night. Wiping the sleep and dried tears from my eyes, I pushed back the sheets. I ran a hand through my hair, what time was it anyways?

Cracking open the door, I looked up and down the hall, what do I do now? Should I see if anyone's awake? From the corner of my eye, I saw a piece of paper taped to the door. Opening the door the rest of the way, I grabbed the paper. Leaning against the doorframe, I read that they had already left for school, to eat whatever I wanted, Liz had clothes for me on her bed, and they would be back with notes from Ox. Making my way towards Liz room, I stifled a yawn, god I was still exhausted. Pushing open the door, I saw a dress with leggings and another note,

Hey, sorry about the dress but this is the only thing I think would fit you; I got you a pair of leggings from Patty. I hope that this works until we get home and can figure out what you want to do.

~Liz

Staring down at the dress I groaned, okay maybe it wasn't that bad but I had enough dresses to last a lifetime. It was like a long shirt, it was actually soft, I pulled on the long sleeve dress enjoying the fact that my ass wasn't showing. I pulled on the leggings with a smile; this would look so good with my boots. I nearly went to get them when I remembered that they were at home with the notorious asshole. That thought effectively killed my good mood, with a sigh, I began folding Liz's pajamas, when I was done, and I set them on her bed.

Walking down the hall, I began regretting not being at school. Missing two days was a real pain, I really miss my boots, and I miss my books. I needed to go home tonight, staring at the clock, I figured I had a good 3 hours before Soul got home. Running to the guest room I grabbed the discarded note, reaching the kitchen I grabbed a pen.

Liz, I'm going to head home. I will text you later and thank you for letting me spend the night. Oh and thank you for the beautiful dress, we will definitely need to get me some more.

~Maka

Staring at the note, I decided it would have to do. I couldn't impose on them a second night and I wouldn't let Soul kick me out of my house.

Staring up at my apartment, I steeled myself and marched up the stairs. Time to face the music, I had to replace my stupid door, god what a dumbass, does he think doors grow on trees? I know I'll just take his. I giggled at the thought. Reaching the door I pulled out the hidden key, sticking my head in the door I listened for noise.

I was prepared to bolt if he rounded the corner; after a minute of silence; I pushed open the door and entered the house quietly. I knew Soul should be at school but that numbskull was notorious for ditching, tiptoeing through the apartment I quietly checked the couch, made sure the kitchen was empty, and no one was in the bathroom. I nearly sighed with relief until I remembered Soul's bedroom, grimacing I slunk towards his room praying that he wasn't there. Cracking the door slowly, I peeked into the room; my eyes roamed the room and the empty bed for life. I eventually decided it was empty and I pushed open the door.

Turning towards my splintered door, I groaned, that idiot really did a number on it. I looked at the carpet surrounding the destroyed door; all those splinters of wood were going to be a pain to clean up. I sighed as I went to gather supplies; I pulled the vacuum down the hall and had the tools tucked under my arm and I got to work.

Once I had my door off, I lugged it down the stairs, it was so awkward, and it was a real pain to put it into the dumpster. By the time it was in the metal container, I had 500 splinters and a couple gashes on my arms, damn. As I walked up the stairs I pulled out tiny pieces of wood cursing Soul and his idiocy, did he really have to destroy the door?

Huffing and groaning, I headed into the bathroom to rinse my now bloody arms; staring at my reflection, I noticed dark circles and a pale complexion. Great I looked like a friggin zombie and my dress had nearly a dozen holes. Silently cursing the albino I made my way to my closet, pulling off the dress and leggings and throwing them in the direction of my bed, as I examined my wounds. Staring into my full sized mirror, I noticed that I had splinters on my stomach, crap those would be a pain to get out. I should probably visit Nygus later. From the corner of my eye, I saw a shock of white, gasping while covering my practically naked body; I turned to see a sleeping Soul in my bed.

I quickly planted a hand over my mouth, I had to be quiet I don't know what I would do if he woke up and saw me in my underwear. Tiptoeing to my dresser, I contemplated what I was going to do if the albino scythe woke up. Maybe I could put the dress back on, oh shit; they were on the bed with Soul. I continued making my way to my dresser when I stepped on a chunk of wood. A startled gasp of pain escaped my mouth before I could stifle it. I heard the creak of bedsprings moving, shit!

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