Soul Eater

I feel like it's been forever since I last updated this. I'm so glad I finally got a chance today. I'm probably going to update Untouchable tomorrow. My schedule has been pretty busy lately. I got my vaccines for college today. They were so painful. I can still feel that needle in my arm. Then, Tumblr has also been taking quite a bit of my time. It's so addicting once you know what's going on. It's fun, too. :)

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Temptations

Chapter 5 - Transition

He stared at her silently for a minute or so before he walked over to his desk again. He sat down, shrugging his shoulders in a cool manner. Then he looked up at her with an evil smirk that creeped her out. "You hate me?" He began, repeating her statement. "You should be thanking me that I don't kill you right now. You should learn to have more respect toward your superiors."

Maka struggled to keep herself quiet since she didn't want to get herself into deeper problems. Even though she had already been there for quite some time, her hands were still shaking and her heart was still pounding faster than ever. She didn't want to work for Soul Evans. She didn't want to work for the Evans Company at all. Still, whether she liked it or not, she was stuck there. She either worked for Soul Evans or her mother would suffer the consequences.

"So what am I suppose to be doing?" Maka suddenly asked him, trying to sound brave. She gripped her cellphone tightly while feeling a knot form in her throat. It was unbearable being there and Maka really wanted to run out the door. "Why did they assign me as your assistant in the first place? I'm pretty sure you can handle things on your own, can't you?"

"I can, but the thing is that I don't want to." He grabbed a pile of papers that were laying around and tossed them to the side. "All this stuff bores me. Who the hell wants to be stuck in an office all day? I swear people who go through this everyday are crazy."

How in the world was she suppose to have a normal life now? She was working under a vampire, under a monster that probably had no sympathy or kindness toward others. A monster who only thought about himself and his amusement. It was amazing how her life had taken a turn for the worst in less than a day. Even if she tried, she would never be able to live a peaceful life knowing there were vampires around.

"So are you the only one?" Maka suddenly asked a loud, quickly regretting it after a few seconds. She caught his attention, his smirk vanishing from his face. She wondered if he was getting serious again.

"Am I the only what? The only vampire?" He said in a mimicking tone of voice. "That's really none of your business. Why should you care anyways if there's more of us or not. You're stuck with me, right? Aren't I enough to worry about? So, instead of asking stupid questions, you should go home and start packing. We don't have all day."

"Start packing?" Maka repeated in a bit of a surprise. She looked at Soul with confusion, wondering what she had just gotten herself into. "What are you talking about? Are we going somewhere or something?"

"To New York. There's some business I need to attend to up there and since you're working for me, it's only obvious that you're also coming along, right?" Maka stared at him horrified. That was the least thing she wanted to do. Her first moments working for him and she already wanted to quit. She watched him as he stood up from his chair again, heading toward the door. "Do what I say without questioning."

"You can't just tell me something like that." Maka told him, getting a bit angry. Just what did he think she was? "How do expect me to go to New York with you on such short notice?! I can't even afford a plane ticket. Besides, there's no way I'm going to leave my mother alone for so long."

"She'll be fine." Soul snapped at her, heading toward the door. "I'm not asking you to come. I'm ordering it. I got to go represent the Evans Company for this meeting thing they're gonna have. I swear, though. Humans really don't have anything better to do. It's absolutely pathetic. If they want something done, why can't they just do it themselves? All these lowlife companies are always asking for money from us in order to get their hotels and resorts running."

Soul placed his hand on the door knob as he shot Maka a glare. His cold crimson eyes sent a chill down her spine, but she quickly tried to shake it off. She couldn't believe everything that Soul was telling her. The least thing she wanted to do was travel especially with a monster like him. Maka checked the time in her phone and let out a sigh when she realized that she still had time to convince him.

"I don't want to go." Maka said a bit quietly, but immediately shut her mouth when she saw Soul's eyes gleam a bit red. Was she always going to live under the submission of a vampire, a monster? She hoped not. She didn't know if she would be able to make it. "I'm not ready to travel. There's not enough time."

"Time is what I have to spare." Soul told with a grin, but Maka took a step back, afraid to approach him. She didn't want his cold hands to climb on her neck again. In fact, she just wanted to stay as far away as possible. "That's why I'm telling you now to go home and start packing. Say good-bye to whoever it is you wanna say bye to. We'll meet here in the morning. Got it?"

Maka wanted to protest. She really did, but she didn't know what consequences her words would have. Instead, she gulped and decided to look away from Soul's crimson eyes. What choice did she have? She either cooperated or she and her loved ones were goners. "What am I going to do? Can't you handle it on your own?"

"I could, but I don't want to." Soul told her with a shrug before grabbing some papers that were located inside a manila folder. "Memorize what's inside. You're going to speak for me in whatever ridiculous meeting we're having. There's no way I'm going to look like a fool up there."

"Hey, I'm suppose to be assistant, not your slave." Maka commented furrowing her eyebrows as Soul rudely shoved the papers toward her. "You have to do some work too. You can't just give me everything to do. That's not the way things worked in my other department."

"But that's the way it works here and neither you or any other human is going to come change that." Soul told her, placing his hand on top of the doorknob. He gripped on it tightly before he opened the door just slightly. "You're going to do what I say if you want to live. You understand that, right?"

"I really do hate you." Maka told him again, gaining back her anger that she had lost a few moments ago. She gripped the papers in her hands tightly as she looked down at the floor. "You're the worst."

"Right, if you say so." Her words weren't hurting him in the least, but she expected as much. She wondered if Soul even had emotions at all. "We'll, there's something I got to take care of, so get going. I can't stand seeing your face any longer."

"If that's the way you feel, then you should just get a new assistant?" Maka said with a small smirk on her face. She had to get rid of her fear. She had to because if she didn't, then she would end up living under Soul's rule for the rest of her life. "No one is forcing you to keep me with you."

"Yeah, but those pretty girls get boring sometimes. They all look the same to me." Soul told her, which surprised her a bit since she could actually feel some honesty coming from his voice. "You're the first woman in a while that has interested me. You're different from other women I have met. It's quite entertaining actually."

When Maka saw him close to opening the door, she stopped him with a small yelp. "Wait, where are you going?" Maka asked with her heart pounding faster than before. "I thought Vampires couldn't go out in daylight."

Soul closed the door again, getting close to her yet once again. Still, Maka was glad to see him keeping his distance. She might not be able to defeat him, but at least he was aware that she would defend herself even if it meant using her nails. Taking another step back, Maka found her eyes locked in his gaze.

"It's true. I hate going out in the sunlight, but nothing happens if I do." Soul told her, but it wasn't long before a smirk crept on his face, making Maka shudder. She should really just learn to keep her mouth shut before her head comes rolling off. "I just don't prefer going out in the day. It's not really a matter of life or death. What? Were you thinking of getting rid of me?"

"I wish I could." Maka whispered to herself, hoping Soul had powerful hearing.

"There's nothing you can do against me." Maka suddenly felt Soul hissing behind her ear, her body freezing still. He grabbed her hair and pulled it back so she was looking at him straight in the eyes. Maka bit her lips to keep herself from screaming. "Starting today, I will become your shadow."

In a flash, he was gone. Gone from the room, Gone from her sight. Gone. Maka began to breath heavily, falling down to her knees and letting the papers in her hands fall. She still couldn't quite grasp the situation. It was still hard for her to believe that Soul Evans, her new boss, the Director, was really a vampire. It worried her to know that there could be other weirdos like him around the Evans Company. Maka really hoped that Soul would be the only freak she was to ever encounter.

So what was she suppose to do now? Was she really suppose to go home and pack like the way Soul had told her to? What if it was some sort of trap? How could she believe him after everything he had said and done to her? Maka pulled on her hair before she covered her face with her hands. It was a nightmare. It truly was a living nightmare, but what was worse was that no one would believe her if she said something. They would probably just consider her crazy.

Wiping away a tear or two from her face, Maka got up from the floor and headed toward the door. What was left for her to do? Nothing would make her happier than visiting her mother since she didn't have a chance in the morning, but she was scared. She was scared that Soul would end up following her. She was scared of having him so close to the person she cherished the most.

Ignoring the people that were staring at her, Maka walked over to the elevator, heading down to the bottom floor. What was she suppose to do to liberate herself from Soul? Was there even a way to get rid of a vampire? Maka didn't think so, but she hoped for some sort of solution. If she had to keep living the way she was now, she would go insane. The moment Maka walked outside the building, into the busy streets, she suddenly came face to face with Kid.

"Maka!" He walked toward her, giving her a tight hug. Maka on the other hand couldn't even find the strength to lift up her hands. Kid kissed her gently on the lips, but Maka couldn't feel that spark that she used to feel before. In that moment, her life belonged to Soul and he could kill her whenever he wanted to without hesitation. Now, thanks to her, Kid's life was also at risk.

"Why did you leave without telling me in the morning?" Kid told her, placing his hand around her waist as they both started walking down the sidewalk toward the parking lot. Maka gave him a small smile, but she couldn't find the right words to say. "I was so worried about you. I called you so many times, but you didn't answer. Is everything okay, Maka? Are you feeling better now?"

Was she feeling better? That was the real question. What was she feeling? Maka let out a sigh, grabbing Kid's hand tightly. She gave it a tight squeeze as she looked down at the ground. It didn't matter what she said. He wouldn't believe her. He wouldn't believe that Soul was a vampire, not when she didn't have any proof. "I'm okay. I was just a bit stressed out yesterday, I guess. I was probably just imagining things."

"I was really worried about you, Maka." He told her, leaning closer to her, whispering in her ear. Maka was with Kid and she was squeezing his hand tightly, but Soul's frightening presence was still inside her. "I really thought something had happened to you or something. You looked pretty bad yesterday."

Something did happened to her. Her life was suddenly infested with a monster, a demon. Maka shook her head as they got closer to her car. "Something happened at work today, Kid."

This got his attention and Maka could feel her body quivering. Why was she cold when the air was warm and mild? They stood in front of her car and Kid grabbed both of her hands gently, staring at her with his beautiful golden eyes. They were the complete opposite of Soul's scary ones. "What happened?" Kid asked her before giving her car a glance. "Are you going home this early?"

Maka let out another sigh, clearing her throat. Her eyes were glued to the ground since she scared to look up and find Soul. "I was transferred today. I don't work for the Financial Department anymore. I'm the Public Relations Director's assistant and I'm heading to New York tomorrow."

"Wow, Maka. That's pretty good news. You should be happy." Kid told her, grabbing her face with both his hands. He held her in such a gentle manner like if she would break with a harder touch. His hands were warm and protecting, something completely different from Soul. "You should be jumping with joy. You should be happy."

"I am." Maka lied, giving Kid a smile, trying to hide her anxiousness. "I am happy. I just don't want to go to New York. Even if it's only a small trip, I don't want to leave my mother alone. To say, that I haven't even visited her today. I feel terrible."

"I'm sure your mother will understand and I'm sure she'll be waiting for you quite happily." Kid told her and Maka could tell that he was trying to encourage her. In that moment though, not even the sun could get her warm. "I'm sure she doesn't want you to miss this opportunity of a lifetime. Just imagine, Maka. Can't you picture yourself in New York? I'm sure you're going to have a good time. Still, isn't tomorrow a bit fast?"

"Yes, it is." Maka told him and she suddenly found herself hugging him. He hugged her back, but Maka couldn't feel that safety she used to feel before. She did like him and she did enjoy being with him, but Maka wondered if she would ever fall in love with him. "I hate this so much. I wish I could just quit and move far away."

"What are you saying, Maka?" Kid told her with a small laugh which caught her a bit off guard. Couldn't he sense her seriousness? "Everything is going to be fine. Give this new position a chance. I'm sure you'll like it."

"By the way, Kid," Maka began, letting go of Kid and pulling out the keys from her car. She had to get going home before Soul magically appeared before her. She wondered where he had gone off to, considering it was sunny outside. "What are you doing here? Aren't you suppose to be in school right now?"

"Yeah, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to pay you a little visit." He told her, scratching the back of his head nervously, a small blush appearing in his face. Looking at him that way made Maka smile sincerely. "I just needed to make sure that you were okay. I never expected you to tell me that you were going to New York. If I would have known, I would have planned something special for you."

"Oh, Kid." Maka smiled at him, touching his hair gently. "That isn't necessary. I'm sure I'll be back soon, probably in a day or two. I think we're just going to attend some sort of meeting or something. I just have to make sure the-the Director doesn't make any rash decision that could crash the company. According to Joe Buttataki, my ex-boss, my job is to help him with financial reports and contracts and things like that. In all honesty, I don't want to help him with anything."

"Why is that?" Kid asked her, tilting his head to the side.

"Because I don't like him at all! I hate him!" Maka told him a little louder than she would have liked. She tried to calm down, but an image of Soul appearing in her head. His smirk, his fangs, his eyes, his hands; everything was present within her. She couldn't erase that scary feeling. She couldn't erase that cold touch from her neck. She couldn't erase that horrifying fear. "He's the worst. I would rather quit than work for him."

"Maka, calm down." Kid told her and Maka really did try. She took deep breaths, but Soul's threats were circling round and round inside her head. "Why do you hate him so much? Did he do something to you?"

Soul didn't do much; he just destroyed her entire life! Maka wished she could tell Kid everything that had happened the night before again, but the results would be just the same. Kid, as smart as he was, would never believe that she was being manipulated by a monster. "You know what, Kid?" Maka said shaking her head back and forth. "I really have to get going. I need to pack my stuff and I need do some other things before I leave. I'll call you later, okay?"

"Okay, Maka." Kid kissed her again and once again, Maka felt nothing. "Don't forget to call me. I'll try to see you off tomorrow at the airport. Just tell me what time you're leaving. Alright?"

Maka watched him leave, heading toward his car that was parked by the end of the parking lot, by the side of the building. His driver was waiting for him and it wasn't long before they drove away. Maka stared at him for a while, but her head was wandering off somewhere else.

"What am I suppose to do?" Maka said to herself, leaning her head on top of her small compact car. She let out the millionth sigh while she opened the door. She plopped herself inside, turned on the car, and started driving to her apartment complex.

Her mind was thinking a million things, her heart was pounding at a thousand miles per hour. She had barely gotten any sleep at all and she was starting to feel the affects. Her vision was getting blurry, her brain was starting to shut down. She tried to keep her car steady, but there came a point when she didn't even know what she was doing. Her foot was still in the gas pedal when the stop light turned red. She quickly stepped on the brake pedal and turned the steering wheel, but it was too late; she was about to run into another car.

She screamed as loud as she could and closed her eyes, waiting for the impact, hearing the tires of her car screeching loudly, echoing throughout the city. Maka waited and waited, but the air bags never hit her face. The glass didn't come crashing toward her body. She didn't feel anything at all.

What happened? She didn't know. She opened her eyes slowly to find herself and her car in perfect shape, neither one scratched. Maka's heart began to pound loudly when she noticed him standing in between her car and the one she was about to crash into. Soul had gotten in the way just to stop her from smashing into another car. In other words, he had just saved her life.

Maka stared at him with wide eyes. His hands were extended, one against her car and the other against the other car. No one seem to notice him except for her. Lowering his arms, Soul turned around to look at her with a smirk before he vanished into thin air. Maka just couldn't believe what was happening.

She rubbed her eyes, looking around and wondering if she really had just seen Soul. Did he really just stop her car after it went out of control? Why would he do something like that? Didn't he want to kill her? Maka could hear someone tapping in her window, but she was lost in a daze. The images kept replaying over and over in her head, convincing her over and over again that Soul had really been there.

What in the world was happening?

...

There were always some things that Soul couldn't understand. Sometimes he said and things he did were a mystery to him. He pondered about it. He wondered to himself as he stood on top of a building looking down at the chaos he had caused just to save that woman's life.

She was nothing to him, but a co-worker, an assistant who knew what he was. She was scared him. Soul knew that much. He could see her trembling every time he approached her. She hated him. She had said so her herself many many times. She didn't want to be near him. He had heard her saying that to her pathetic boyfriend a few moments ago. She was repulsed by him, but, then again, that was a common thing.

That woman, Maka Albarn, she wasn't worth saving. He should have just let her bones get crushed along with her stupid car. What did he care? Whatever happened to her was really none of his business.

Still, how was he going to let her die before he even got a taste of her blood? The more time he thought about her, the more vivid the smell became, the more tempted he became to take a bite. She really wasn't his type, so he didn't understand why every time he got close to her his fangs would emerge, urging him to do something about his desires. He desired her blood. He wanted her blood so badly.

What was stopping him? Maybe his pride, his ego, his anger, and his frustration were getting in the way. He had never been so intoxicated with a human before. He had never wanted something so badly than Maka Albarn's blood. What was it about her blood that smelled so different anyways? She was just a plain ordinary woman. There was nothing special about her.

Either way, whatever the reason was, Soul was about to be stuck with her for a couple of days. He had been forced by the President and the CEO to go to New York and attend some sort of stupid meeting. He wasn't really enthusiastic about it, but what choice did he have? He either did what he was told or he would feel the wrath of a 700 year old vampire.

Well, at least he would have that woman's blood to look forward to.

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