"What does Maka want?" Pops asked Black*Star.
"I don't know, she suggested we come visit you when we were in Jared's house next door." Black*Star told him as he patted Carlo in the back, sending a silent message to him telling him to calm down and transform his weapon back into his arm.
"Why in the world would she do that?" Pops asked.
Carlo slapped his forehead when he remembered that Maka had seen her weapon, at least thought she saw her weapon. "Maybe she's coming to confirm that her weapon isn't dead, that the body that you were carrying wasn't who she thought it was." Carlo said, his eyes sliding over to where Soul was, their eyes meeting.
"Let go! I need to talk to Maka!" Soul growled stomping on Jared's foot making Jared let go of him out of surprise and before the others could do anything about it, Soul ran out the front door. "Black*Star had mentioned the house next door." He mumbled and looked over to the house on the left side to see that the3 door was hanging wide open, that had to be it, Black*Star was in such a rush, he must have forgotten to close the door.
Soul rushed over there only to be tackled down a few feet away from the door. "You should have forgotten about her when you had the chance." Carlo hissed.
Soul brought his scythe up to push Carlo off but it was met by Carlo's grappling hook.
"I'm going to tear those red eyes of yours right out." Carlo growled but was pulled off of Soul by Black*Star.
"You may be family, but there is no way that I am going to let you kill my friend." Black*Star growled, throwing Carlo onto the ground behind him.
Carlo landed with a thud. "After all the damage that he has done to Maka and you just leave him alone?" Carlo exclaimed.
"I'm not sure if he was the one that did all the damage Carlo!" Black*Star exclaimed, pissed beyond belief.
"Were you there when he hurt Maka?" Carlo questioned.
Soul stood up, his scythe turning back to his arm as made his way to the doorway of the house not wanting to hear the end of the conversation.
Jared and Pops ignored the two fighting cousins outside and silently followed Soul into the house, wanting to know what would happen once Soul and Maka reunite.
Soul silently walked down the halls and tried to pay close attention to any sort of noise that he hears.
"What about you Maka? How has your life been since you moved here?" Soul heard Tsubaki ask.
There was a small pause and Souls heart thudded, he was finally going to be able to see Maka again.
"Interesting actually..." Soul heard Maka trail off and he followed the voice to a nearby door.
"What's your definition of interesting?" Tsubaki asked.
"Just that-" Maka began but a knock at her door stopped her.
"Must be Black*Star." Tsubaki muttered.
"Come in!" Maka said as she lay back on her bed, closing her eyes.
Tsubaki watched with wide eyes as Soul came in. "What are you doing here… and what happened to your cheek?" Tsubaki exclaimed.
Maka stayed quiet thinking it was Black*Star and Tsubaki was just scolding him.
Soul managed to take his eyes away from Maka and looked at Tsubaki. "It's a long story." He said.
Maka froze and her hands turned into fists… there is no way that that could be who she thought it was… no way…
Tsubaki looked between Soul and Maka and sighed. "I'll be back later Maka." She told her but Maka was in shock, she wasn't able to respond.
Maka didn't dare open her eyes when she heard the door close, her heart started to speed up when she felt a dip in her bed next to her. Her breathing stopped as soon as a finger started to trace the scar that was on her cheek.
"Maka, look at me." Soul whispered looking down at her.
Maka didn't open her eyes. "I told you to never come anywhere near me." Maka growled, not opening her eyes.
"I know." He said, his hand going to weave through her hair.
"I told you I hated you." she growled again, rolling to her side.
"I know." Soul repeated as he stared at her back, pulling his hand away from her.
"Then why are you here?" Maka growled.
"Because I know what you said was a lie." Soul said calmly.
"I told you that I didn't want to be your meister." Maka stated.
"I know."
"I called you an annoying brat."
"I know."
"I called you selfish."
"I know."
"I told you to move on with your life." Maka said.
"And I tried, but I couldn't." Soul told her.
Maka sat up and opened her eyes to look at him, but she froze when she saw the scar on his cheek, she wanted to ask him what the hell had happened, but she didn't want him to know she still cared. "Get out." She finally said after a few minutes of silence.
"Maka… you once told me that you loved me, and I know that you still do. Maka look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't love me anymore." Soul told her.
Maka looked him straight in the eyes for a few more minutes, she missed him but it wasn't worth the risk of Blair going after him. "I…" she started but she couldn't finish it. Maka looked down at her hands. "Get out Soul." She whispered.
Before Jared and Pops, who were eavesdropping on Soul and Maka, could stop him, Carlo rushed passed them and into Maka's room. "Get away from my girlfriend." Carlo growled, speaking the first thing that came to his head.
Maka's eyes widened. Soul's jaw tightened, and Pops cigar fell out of his fingers and onto the ground.
"What?" Jared exclaimed.
Carlo ignored him and kept glaring at Soul.
"What did you just call her?" Soul growled standing up, his whole body seething.
"My girlfriend, do you have a problem with that?" Carlo growled at him taking another step forward.
Souls arm transformed into the blade of his scythe as he took a step towards Carlo. "Take that back." He growled.
"Why should I?" Carlo growled as he swung his grappling hook at him, the rope attached to his shoulder extending. Two of the hooks attaching themselves to Soul's scythe arm and Carlo gave a yank back, liking the sound of metal scratching metal.
Soul winced in pain, but gritted his teeth to keep his groan in. With his other hand, he reached over and yanked the grappling hook off of the scythe, throwing it back at Carlo and it bounced off his chest with such force that Carlo went flying back against the wall.
Soul's arm reappeared and he walked over to where Carlo was struggling to breathe again. Soul reached down and grabbed him by the front of his shirt, slamming him against the wall, a death glare settling in both of their eyes.
"Let go of me." Carlo growled at him between breaths.
"Not until you pay for taking her away from me." Soul growled slamming him against the wall again forming a small crack on the wall that kept growing with every hit against it.
"That is enough!" Pops growled, stomping on his cigar to put it out.
Carlo was starting to see stars, but that didn't stop him from kicking Soul in the stomach, sending him flying next to Maka; Carlo fell against the wall, taking deep breaths as Soul rolled over so that he was looking at the ceiling, trying to catch the breath that was knocked out of him.
"Jared, help Carlo up, I'm sure there is a lot of things you want to ask him." Pops ordered but didn't take his eyes off of Soul.
Maka sat down next to him and helped him sit up.
"As for you two… we have some serious talking to do." Pops said once Jared had helped Carlo out of the room and closed the door behind them.
A/N: So they finally see each other again!