A/N: I've decided to go a little old school this time and listen to the songs that my dad and I listen to. X) I wonder what the world would be like if these were the popular songs of today.
#1: Welcome To The Jungle- Guns and Roses
#2: Sweet Child O' Mine- Guns and Roses
#3: Paradise City- Guns and Roses
#4: Another Brick On The Wall- Pink Floyd.
But then I gave up on them because they weren't really setting the mood and started listening to something else
#5: Still Frame- Trapt
#6: For You- Staind (I find it goes good with the story)
#7: Call Me When Your Sober- Evanescence
#8: You're Gonna Go Far Kid- The Offspring
#9: Last Resort- Papa Roach
#10: Going Under- Evanescence
Kilik knocked on the apartment door, Tsubaki standing behind him. "Thanks for helping me with this Tsubaki." Kilik said as he shoved his hands into his jean pockets waiting for Soul to open the door.
"No problem, I had to send Black*Star to visit Maka, though. I hope she doesn't mind." Tsubaki said sweetly scratching the back of her neck.
"I'm sure she won't mind." Kilik said as he knocked on the door again.
"I hope we don't walk in on anything awkward." Tsubaki murmured.
"I don't think we will Tsubaki. When Soul was taking Maka to the nurses office… I saw that something that shows that he cares for Maka, and I don't mean, Meister and weapon level of caring, I mean actual love… It's too bad it hit him too late… she's moving out of Death City." Kilik mumbled as he kicked at the ground at his feet,
"I hope Black*Star manages to convince her otherwise." Tsubaki mumbled.
"What do you mean?" Kilik asked as he knocked on the door again. He didn't mind talking to Tsubaki, but he had to start packing Maka's stuff.
"When Black*Star wants something, he always has a knack of getting it. When I told him that Maka was planning on moving, he insisted on talking to her." Tsubaki said a small smile forming on her face.
Kilik smirked. "Black*Star vs. Maka, who would win?" he asked chuckling as the door was flung open.
"Here to pack up Maka's stuff?" Soul asked the, his hair wet from the bath, he was already in his pajamas.
"Yeah, sorry Soul, nothing against you man." Kilik mumbled holding his hand out.
"No problem." Soul mumbled taking it and doing some sort of weird handshake.
"You guys know where her room is." He mumbled as he waved hello at Tsubaki.
She nodded at him and walked towards Maka's room passing Soul's.
They froze when they looked inside his room. "Soul? What happened?" Kilik asked him.
"What are you talking about?" Soul asked him as he flipped through the channels on the T.V.
"How did you manage to flip your desk?" Kilik asked.
"Why are you guys looking into my room?" Soul asked, not really angry, all his energy was spent.
"It's wide open, how can we not?" Tsubaki mumbled.
"Look, Maka said that she didn't want to be my meister anymore… I had to get my anger out somehow." He mumbled, not looking away from the T.V.
"Soul, when I get mad, I hit the gym, not trash my room." Kilik mumbled.
"I'll clean it later." Soul growled.
"Here, I'll help you clean it." Kilik grumbled, being a good friend sometimes can be harder than it seems.
"Thanks Kilik, that means a lot." Soul mumbled as he got up and went to his room.
"You don't mind packing for Maka alone do you Tsubaki?" Kilik asked.
"No you go ahead and help Soul, I'll pack up Maka's things." Tsubaki said and walked into Maka's room.
Soul started to pick up his clothes that were on the ground and throw them on the bed for the time being, while Kilik flipped Soul's desk back into place and then started to pick up the papers stacking them in a pile on top of the desk.
Soul looked down at the shards of glass on the ground and went to get a broom when he came back he saw Kilik looking down at a picture of Maka. "Since when do you have this?" he asked setting it on the desk.
Soul blinked and snatched it away before Kilik could grab it again. "Maka must have left it in here or something." Soul grumbled as he stuffed it into his pocket and went to clean up the broken glass.
"Soul, stop it. Why would you sleep with Blair if you loved Maka?" Kilik asked as he finished up picking up the papers.
"I don't know Kilik… I'm a guy, and Blair kept torturing me with her-" Soul started but was interrupted by a hand waving in his face.
"No, too much detail, don't even try." Kilik said disgust in his voice.
Soul rolled his eyes. "Anyways, it was too much temptation… I didn't mean to hurt Maka." He mumbled as he went to throw away the glass and put back the broom before going back the to the clothes that were on his bed and going to put them back on hangers and shoving the ones that didn't have un-broken hangers into drawers that weren't occupied.
Once his room looked fairly clean he let himself fall back on his bed and let out a sigh.
"Hey Kilik?" he mumbled sitting up and looking at him.
Kilik stopped his organizing of papers for a second and looked back at Soul. "Huh?" he asked before giving up on the papers and jumping to sit on top of the desk.
"You don't have any weapons do you?" he asked Kilik.
"Soul Eater? Are you asking to be my weapon? You just got disowned! Take some time off!" Kilik said.
Soul flinched. "I just wanted to go on missions, you know, distract myself from the pain." He mumbled.
"I've heard that people actually don't need Meister… it's just more challenging, but if you're up to it, I think it's possible you could go on missions on your own." Kilik said. "Well, I'm done here, I'm gonna go help Tsubaki." Kilik said hoping off the bed and walking out of the room.
Soul sat there, thinking… is it possible that he could be his own weapon?
He was so lost in thought that he didn't hear the goodbyes of his friends as they walked out of the apartment, suit cases in hand.
Maka laid on the bed feeling completely useless, she couldn't move or walk or anything! It was annoying! Her hand went to touch the scar on the edge of her mouth… this was for him… he needed to be safe…
She let out a sigh and let her head hit the pillow; it wouldn't hurt to take a small nap.
Without her noticing as she dozed off, Black*Star entered through the open window, walked quietly to a dark corner of the room and jumped up so that he was on the ceiling, pressing his feet against the wall and his hands against the ceiling making sure to put pressure on both ends so that he wouldn't fall.
He waited about five minutes until he got bored of waiting for Maka to get up. Just as he was about to jump, the door opened and Blair walked in.
Confusion hit him as Blair set up a bunch of candles around Maka. She had a book in her hand.
"Those of the haunted Souls," Blair started to chant reading the book. "Those of the unholy," she said walking over to the farthest candle and grabbing a lighter from her pocket.
Before she lit it, Black*Star jumped down from his place on the ceiling and tackled Blair down. "What the hell do you think you're doing." He growled, his hand going to clamp down on her throat.
"Trying to heal Maka." Blair said, lying through her teeth as she pushed Black*Star off of her, knocking a few candles in the process.
"Heal Maka my ass, I won't let you do that if you have to use haunted souls to do it." Black*Star growled getting into his fighting position, sure he didn't have a weapon with him, but he didn't need one, he was Black*Star! He was a god! He had no need for weapons. Although it'd be nice to have one at the time he needed it…
Blair blinked at him and tried to make a run for the door but Black*Star tripped her and pinned her to the ground.
Suddenly the human wasn't so human anymore as she transformed into a cat and escaped Black*Stars grip, starting to run everywhere in the room.
Black*Star was losing his patience as he managed to strangle the cat in his grasp his hand was about to grab her neck and twist until he heard a pop, but the cat squirmed and escaped his grasp again, leaving him with scratches as it jumped out the window.
"Blair! I know where you live!" he yelled out the window, pointing crazily.
"Black*Star?" Maka asked opening her eyes.
"Oh, hi Maka. I thought you were sleeping." He mumbled as he turned to grab the candles and throw them out the window. "Take your damn candles! We don't need them!" he yelled out, dusting his hands off then closing the window.
Maka blinked at him and sent him a small smile. "Thank you." She managed to say.
He looked at her and smiled, sitting down next to her and patting her hair. "No problem, you could show your god gratitude later, first tell me… why are you leaving us?" Black*Star asked sitting back in his chair while folding his arms in front of his chest.
Maka blinked and shook her head. "You wouldn't understand." She mumbled.
"You broke Soul's heart, that's what I understand… Maka… I thought you loved him." Black*Star mumbled.
"I do… it's… it's just complicated." She mumbled.
"It better be if you're willing to leave us." Black*Star said and sighed. "Look, Maka." He mumbled leaning closer towards her. "You've known me since we were little right?"
Maka nodded, not knowing what he was getting at.
"And I know you; you tend to rush into things thinking that it'll be good for everyone, when in reality it hurts you. Remember that time when we were kids? We were outside running around and I saw a snake. I offered to go tell Sid, but you said you could handle it and when you walked up to it, it latched onto your leg and you kept screaming 'Get it off!'" Black*Star said chuckling with a roll of his eyes. "It was a good thing that snake wasn't poisonous." He said his chuckle dying off as he stared at the ground, his hands going to rest behind his head as he laid back against the chair.
"The thing was going to bite you Black*Star." Maka huffed, frowning.
"No it wasn't, you thought it was, but it was just about to slither away before you had to grab its tail." Black*Star insisted.
"No! It was going to attack you!" she growled.
"The moral of the story is that you jump to conclusions too quickly and you don't think." Black*Star said one of his hands going to tap her forehead before going back to rest behind his head.
Maka rolled her eyes. "This is coming from the famous Black*Star." She mumbled.
"You got that right, bow down to your god." He said chuckling but then sighed. "Look Maka, if you're gonna go, send Tsubaki a letter every once in a while she's gonna miss you." Black*Star mumbled.
Maka looked at him and smirked. "Do you want a letter too?" she asked him.
"Eh, it wouldn't hurt." He said shrugging but smiled.
"I'll send you both letters." She said with a small chuckle.
The door opened to reveal Kilik and Tsubaki with Maka's suit cases. "Maka, I still say you need to think this through." Kilik said as he set the suit case beside her bed.
"Let her move if she wants too, she said she'll write." Black*Star said getting up from his chair and hugged her. "Just know that if you need anything, don't be stubborn and call us, we're your friends, plus, I'm your god, how can I not be there for you?" Black*Star said chuckling, but Maka could tell he wasn't joking when his hug tightened.
She patted his back. "Thanks Black*Star." She mumbled as he backed away.
Tsubaki frowned. "Maka, I think you're over reacting a bit, why move out of Death City?" she asked her.
"Tsubaki… I'll send you letters." Maka said spreading her arm, gesturing for Tsubaki to hug her.
Tsubaki got a few tears in her eyes, she sniffed and wiped them away before bending down to hug Maka.
"Liz, Patty, and Kid called me earlier, they said that they're sorry for not showing up, they're on a mission." Tsubaki explained as she pulled away. "They say goodbye." She whispered. "Bye Maka... don't forget to write." She murmured as she walked out the door.
"Bye Tsubaki!" Maka called out and then turned to Back*Star. "I'll keep in touch." She told him nodding in his direction.
He smiled a small smile. "If you ever need anything… just call." He said as he walked out of the room, going to comfort Tsubaki.
Maka turned to Kilik only to find that he was hugging her. She patted his back with her good hand. "I'm sorry for leaving Kilik." She mumbled.
"I'll miss you Maka." He whispered his grip on her tightening.
"How's about I come back to visit every once in a while?" she asked him.
"That… that would be nice." He mumbled backing away and walking to the door. "Bye Maka." He whispered and gently closed the door behind him.
When the click of the door echoed through the room Maka let the tears out… she was going to miss everybody… bad.
Now she just needed to wait for her Papa to pick her up.