In Which I Can't Run Away From Reality Anymore (pt. 2)
I had made a crude bandage wrapping for Maka's leg.
Leaning against the train car wall, I let the rumble soothe my worry.
I looked at the collapsed Maka and mentally traced her outline, wondering if I'll ever be able to look at her again like this.
Maka started to shift, and I awoke from my meditation.
"Where's this train going?" Maka asked.
I shrugged.
Maka shifted to a sitting position with her bad ankle resting to the side. She hissed quietly at the pain of moving.
"We should regroup with the others," Maka said.
I looked at her ankle and shook my head, laughing bitterly.
"What poor bandaging, I wonder who did this," Maka said sarcastically.
I smirked at her.
"Not much for words right now are you Soul?" Maka joked, as she scooted to the other wall of the car.
I looked at her oddly, with a smile tugging on my lips.
"Have you had your first kiss Maka?" popped from my mouth.
"That's what you've been thinking about!" she exclaimed.
"No, not really," I said, amusement bubbling inside me.
She sighed and said, "I have."
"Who?" I asked, surprised.
"Blackstar," she mumbled.
I choked, trying to stop from bursting into laughter.
"We were like two!" Maka said defending her statement.
"You had to at least be four," I said coughing.
A gust of wind silenced our argument, bringing us back to the reality that we were stuck on a train. I examined my hand, not sure of what expression Maka held now.
"How about you?" Maka asked, in a low tone.
"Nah," I said, not looking up.
"Ah so Mr. Cool is full of bull," she said grinning.
I glanced up and gave her a sheepish smile, but I never quite landed my eyes straight into hers.
"You keep me busy," I said defensively.
Another awkward hush fell over us.
"We're going to die," Maka said suddenly.
I lifted my head immediately, regretting that choice as soon as I saw her fierce green eyes.
"What-" I began to ask.
"You should at least have your first kiss before we die," Maka said, in all seriousness.
"Are you saying-" I started.
"Come here," Maka said gesturing for me to come to her side of the wall.
"No!" I said.
"Your going to make an injured person crawl over to you?" she said, raising her voice.
"I'm not letting you...," I said pointing at her accusingly.
"You said you loved me." Maka's voice rang loud and clear even thought she wasn't yelling.
I felt the rumble of the tracks fill the silence that was about to come.
My head buzzing, I stood up and walked over to her wall.
I sat down a few feet away from her.
"I don't know," I said staring straight at the wall across from me.
Maka scooted over until our shoulders were touching.
Carefully with her calloused hand, she turned my head to face hers.
"Doesn't matter, you should at least have your first kiss before you die," Maka said, her eyes glinting.
I couldn't move at all, it was as if the very touch of her made me freeze.
Her face gradually came closer to mine.
I flinched.
Maka's hand fell from my face and she leaned her head on my shoulder, "I'm just kidding Soul."
"Ha," I said, my voice shaking.
She took my hand and squeezed it tightly.
"We'll be together," Maka said.
She leaned her head up to look into my eyes, "That's what matters right?"
And I would've kissed her.
Would've.
But of course our missing students broke the train car door then and found us.