Okay well it is midnight; I can't really sleep so I decided to write. I decided to bludgeon my old lady self into submission cause really you guys deserve better than last chapter. I love you guys *happy tears* you make me want to write all my badly written kiss scenes, try to figure out all the dumb shit that Maka's mood swings caused, and try to write from a way cooler guy's thoughts. Man, I really dug a big hole for myself when Maka decided to go all ape shit, I think I was going to end the story at the confession but it just doesn't feel right. I have to finish this thing, even if it kills me. In addition, I feel that Soul is kind of being OOC which I am really sorry. Let's all pretend that Soul grew up and has a romantic bone in his body. I could see it happening and there are tons of stuff in the manga and anime to support… yah I'm rambling. :D Alright that's all, sorry about the long author's notes but this was the dumb shit that has been holding back my writing. I promise to improve I have a plan! ;D
Disclaimer: I own stuff that wouldn't normally happen in the manga and anime.
Staring at the florescent light, I let out a sigh. I still had no idea what I was going to say to Liz. I really wish I hadn't run to her now. I mean Tsubaki would have been just as good; in fact, she probably would have been the better choice. She didn't go all former street punk on your ass when you pissed her off.
I banged my head on the wall in frustration. I was an idiot, if I have learned anything from this ordeal, it was to open my ears and shut my big mouth.
Staring out the window I bowed my head in shame, how could that have happened? Really, you would think by now I would have learned to trust my partner. Turning my head, I met Soul's confused expression. I was about to voice my thoughts when the door burst open.
"Where is my Maka? Don't worry my darling angel, Papa's here." I watched Soul's expression change from confusion to sadistic glee, what a horrible boyfriend.
Standing up I made my way to the door, "Papa, I'm fi…"
The sudden lack of oxygen cut me off as a familiar red head had me in a bear hug, "Where have you been? Are you sick? I heard you weren't at school, did that octopus head get you sick. Don't you worry Maka you can move in with me! I will never get my darling Maka sick…" I interrupted him with a Maka-Chop to the head.
"Shut up, I'm not sick… anymore. Soul didn't get me sick, he actually took care of me, and I am never moving in with you."
"MAKAAA, PAPA LOVES YOU!" He sobbed as he pulled me back into a hug. I struggled against his grip, god could he be any more embarrassing.
I continued to pull out of wet embrace, I heard Soul snicker behind me. Turning my head, I sent him a death glare and mental warning that he would be receiving a Maka-Chop as soon as I was free. How was I supposed to know that my father would decide to look up at that exact moment as I exposed neck?
What happened next is mystery to me. Suddenly I was on my ass; Soul was fighting for his life, and my father had the most serious look on his face. Fuck.
The image of my father trying to destroy Soul replayed in my mind over and over again… I am cursed I tell you. Letting out I sigh, I flicked the already badly bent slip of paper.
Now Soul was off to god knows where with my insane father, I grimaced remembering his face. I've seen my father that pissed maybe twice. Groaning I ran a shaky hand through my hair today was awful.
As I walked down the hall, I began to imagine my conversation with Liz. What the fuck was I going to say? I could imagine in now, "Haha sorry Liz, forget everything I complained about Soul, he really didn't do anything I was just being a hormonal whiny bitch. Yeah I know I showed up at your house mentally and physically exhausted, crying, and moaning like a baby, but trust me Soul is a good guy."
I smacked my forehead, what a mess. Down the empty hall, I heard a… laugh I guess. It sounded like a donkey braying, I grimaced at the noise. Suddenly my stupid giggle and occasional snort were adorable. Inching down the hall, I searched for the noise. Peering around the corner, I saw a group of girls; they were all loudly laughing and being stupid. I was about to leave when I heard my weapon's name, that caught my attention, were they some of those stupid admirers.
Inching my way closer I caught sight of Miss Meister whore. God, was she the one that sounded like a donkey? Another round of laughter made its way through the group and yes, she was the donkey, I cringed, at least she was pretty.
I listened to their mindless drone about his sculpted abs, imagining his lips, how absolutely thrilling it must be to kiss him with those teeth, blah, blah, and blah. This conversation was pointless, I was about to leave when I heard Meister claim that she had kissed him. Immediately my ears perked at that little piece of info, I knew she was lying but it would be interesting to see her point of view.
"Yah it wasn't a real kiss or anything just a peck but he is totally in to me." She smirked as she puckered her lips applying a fresh coat of sparkly goop.
I scoffed, this girl was delusional "He said he was already dating someone but I could tell he was interested. It's probably that flat chest, no talent what's her face with the kiddy hair." She smirked snapping her compact closed.
"If it is that no talent freak, I'll have him no time." She smirked at her friends.
I swear steam was rising out of my ears; my hand itched to smash her head in with the nearest book or show her just how untalented I was a scythe. At least I didn't sound like a dying donkey every time I laughed.
I watched them walk away trying to control my murderous urges, "Well it turns out that, that hunk of a death scythe has detention with Spirit. Guess I'm going to have to get detention," I heard her chortle as they rounded the far corner.
I stood there panting with rage everything was red, I wanted to beat the shit out of that no talent, donkey whore but I was a level three meister. I had to keep myself under control. I stood in the hall catching my breath. As I began to see normal colors, the bell rung signaling the end of the first class, great I missed another one of Stein's lessons. I began heading to gym cursing and limping, at least I wouldn't have to run today.
Slinking into the gym I scanned the crowd for my friends, if I could go at least another hour before the inquisition then I may survive the day. When I saw it was all clear I made a beeline for the office, I had no idea who was teaching gym now but I had to get them this note and get out.
Entering the office, I saw a familiar blond, Miss Marie.
"Oh Maka, you're back!" She beamed pulling me into a hug.
"Hello Miss Marie, yah I wasn't feeling the greatest. I have a note excusing me today."
"Oh," her face held a motherly concern. "Well get better," She smiled pulling me into a final hug before letting me escape.
Exiting the office, I began to inch down the hall praying that I would make it to the sanctuary of the library without any disturbances, whores, or over bearing friends. I needed to sort through my thoughts and get my damn story straight.
However, life has a sense of humor. I felt a pair of hands grab me around the waist pulling me into the hall. I prayed that it was Soul, nope.
"Hey beautiful," a strangely familiar voice whispered in my ear.
Shit, I felt the hands wrap further around my waist pulling me into an abstract hug, the unfamiliar scent of axe swirled around my head.
"Ugh… hey James," I squirmed against his hold. This was bad; how the hell had, he snuck up on me?
"I saw you kissing that albino freak the other day," he chuckled in my ear. "You were just trying to make me jealous weren't you?"
"Nope," I squeaked pulling out of his grip. This was getting ridiculous, if he didn't let go of me in ten seconds he would have a broken nose.
"You don't have to pretend," he scoffed, "anyways everyone says that he's with a new meister. If you want a weapon, I could more than gladly fill in."
Now it was my turn to scoff, did he seriously think I was going to drop Soul for his stupid little N.O.T ass, I mean really, Soul and I had finally reached my father's level, now it was time to surpass him and my mom. Before I could stop it a cold chuckle escaped my mouth, "As if," I laughed before turning and leaving the boy speechless.
Settling into the library I sighed with relief, I had at least an hour before I had to see everyone. Pulling open my book, I set to learning the last few days. I was lost in the theory of Kishin resurrection when the intercom buzzed to life.
"Yo! Hey! Hiya! There will be a dance next Friday! That'll be all!" I chuckled, that's Lord Death for you.
Okay I got what I needed done from the last chapter in this one. Just imagine this as an extension of the last one. I will have another one coming soon so whoo! Also, I will be having a new story up pretty soon; it will be a Soul Eater and Sweeney Todd cross over. It will be epic. Now I have decided to delete Definition of Cool, I'm probably never coming back to it, just thought I should let you know! So hooray, look for that and now review! (^-^)