I would have posted this sooner but it got erased and I had to write it all over again for the 3rd time. I could cry. Also, I told my dad about Soirited Away and he started talking about a possible fanfiction about Chihiro's friends getting their souls scattered across the world in other people. Ex: Schizophrenic people. It took a while. Thanks so much to Digi-fanCapp for taking the time to review my fanfic. Thanks to wildninja1 for favoriting the story. And thank you to Digi-fanCapp, Moroko, MrRedDead, Wolf Huntress Silver Blood, and fruityloophole for following! As always, I don't own anything.
Digi-fanCapp: Thank you! I have been using the same catch phrase for a long time. Dragons are totally awesomesauce. :D
I'm Still Here
III: Remember When
It was after three days of Soul being a mopey little shit that the band decided it was high time they did something about it.
Black Star had attempted every single thing he knew - which wasn't much - to get the guy to stop being so depressed. Black Star kicked him. He yelled at him. He stole his sheet music. He wreaked havoc on Soul's piano. The albino did nothing but shove the blue-haired drummer aside and continue playing his creepy sounding tune, muttering every now and then about waste and potential. Black Star didn't understand why he was making such a big deal out of it.
I'm sitting with an empty glass and a broken heart,
Thinking to myself what have I done,
Cause as my future got bright we started losing light,
And I couldn't see that you were the one,
"He has liked her since they were children, right? He must be sad that she didn't want to be in the band that he intended to be in with her in the first place." Tsubaki reasoned, but it was still very vague to Black star who didn't understand the concept of romantic feelings. "It's like this, Black Star. Soul originally wanted to create this band with you as the drummer. What if you told him you didn't want to be the drummer for SoMa?" Kid clarified, for a moment Black Star thought about it while they continued to converse. "He would be horribly upset without his God!" Black Star grinned widely, beginning to grasp why Soul was so sad.
"Yes, let's pretend that's true for now" Tsubaki laughed a little, it's hard to believe that Black Star will ever get over his superiority complex. "Except, Soul created this entire band idea when he met Maka. I believe he said something about this?" Kid turned to the Thompson Sisters. "He said it was like they met before" Liz answered. "He said him, Black Star, and Maka felt like a kick-ass team to him." Patti said, lifting her head from her giraffe drawing. She was obsessed. When she was satisfied with her drawing she handed it to Kid who took it with a smile. Patti had drawn it from the front perspective so that it was perfectly symmetrical. He was obsessed too.
"Well, what is making Soul mopey is obviously Maka." everyone raised a brow at Black Star, as if willing him to continue. "So we gotta get Maka into the band..." He grinned, pulling a stack of papers out of his pocket.
"With this!"
Maka was having a horrible day.
Her new job was decent enough, it was at a tucked away bookstore only a block away from Resonance. She didn't really have any choice, no one else would hire her at the last minute. It was a good job. She mostly dusted the books, arranged the books on the shelves, and helped people find what they wanted. Her only issue was her boss, Giriko.
It wasn't that he was unfair with her work load or that he paid her too little, it was that he was perverted as heck. Maka really had to watch herself, she wore mostly sweaters and pants just in case but it still felt like if she didn't keep her guard up he would take advantage of her.
Another part of her job that wasn't at all necessary but happened to her anyway because the world loves to screw with her was dealing with Black Star and the rest of the band. Kid was the first to find her, he was on the phone and separated the iPhone from his ear when he saw her.
"Maka?"
"Yes- wait, have we met?"
"I'm Kid, from SoMa. We met in Resonance."
"Oh, do you need a book?"
"I need to talk to you."
"Sorry, we don't have that here. Have a nice day!"
She had shoved the dark haired boy out but it was too late. The cavalry arrived soon afterwards. Kid must have been on the phone with them, she realized. She was sorely tempted to knock herself out with a book so she didn't have to face them. But Maka was brave, more than everything else that she was. So she walked up to Black Star and hit him on the head with a book.
"Maka, come on! We are friends, right? Listen to your God!" Maka hit him again, for good measure. The rest of the band winced. Maka set aside the book she used to hit Black Star, satisfied to know that they knew she wasn't one to be messed around with. "What do you want? I told you, I don't want in on your band." She moved to stack a shelf between the fiction and biographies section, Black Star followed her warily. He signed for the band to get their instruments ready and for Liz and Patti to deal with Giriko.
"Soul was really sad that you couldn't join the band" he saw Maka flinch, reaching up to slip a book onto the highest shelf. "Don't remind me" she managed to get the book up with a little effort. Black sighed, this was going to take a while. "Maka, you don't need to lie. I know you. You live to sing. I am your God." He laughed a little, causing Maka to turn and glare at him. "I've grown up, Black Star. I don't need silly dreams like singing" he growled in frustration, trying to fit another book onto the top shelf. Black Star had just about enough of these emotional weirdos.
He reached up and slipped the book onto the shelf for her, his gaze demanding her full attention. "I thought you were the smart one" she gave him a confused look. "Maka, you have to stop believing that the you have to play your entire life safe because of the divorce" he gripped her shoulder in one hand. Maka listened in a state of fascination. "You also have to stop mistaking growing up with not taking chances. If you want to sing then do it. He'll, we'll even stop anyone who tries to stop you." he insisted, pulling a bundle of papers from his pocket and handing it to Maka.
"Black Star, this is-" She took a look at the crumpled papers and her eyes widened.
Take take take me back, I wanna go back,
Back to what we had! Do you remember when we started this mess,
My heart was beating out of my chest.
Maka felt her heart swell as Black Star brought her out to the main space of the bookshop where the band was set up with Patti taking over on the drums. A muffled shout accompanied by a loud thump brought Maka's attention to her employer who Liz had tied up and subsequently knocked out. Maka couldn't help but smile at this.
"If Soul can't get his mopey ass down here to make a point then we can do it for him! Right guys?" He grabbed the microphone from Liz and positioned himself at the center of the group. "1..2...3!" Patti shouted.
Remember when we stole your dad's car,
I never thought we'd take it that far!
Maka let out an amused laugh as Black Star acted out the time when they stole Spirit's car and attempted to drive it. It had been so long since she felt so happy. She missed Black Star and Soul.
Oh we were flying so high, yeah partners in crime,
So why'd we ever say good bye?,
Remember when we, when we, had it all
Do you remember when...
Black Star continued to sing in a surprisingly good voice, Tsubaki smiled at him as she changed the beat up on her keyboard. Patti went crazy on the drums causing Kid to smile to himself and almost miss the beat. Liz gave him a knowing look. But before he could glare at her, Liz took the microphone and butt in on Black Star's meant in the limelight.
I'm hangin' by a thread, I'm tearing at the seams
Holding on to what we used to be! and I should let you go...
But I just won't give up up up up up up up!
Liz and Black Star grappled for the microphone for a while just as Liz was finishing up with her sort-of solo. The microphone inevitably ended up in the hands of Black Star again as he sang the chorus one final time. His hand rested on her shoulder again, as if trying to get her to understand something.
Push push push rewind,
Go go back in time,
When we were kids sneaking bottles of wine,
Maka idly wondered when Soul Eater Evans, cool guy extraordinaire and demon of their school, became so good at writing songs. He had it in him this entire time and Maka didn't even suspect a thing. She couldn't help but feel impressed. There was more to the albino that she didn't know and she felt herself wanting to know more.
Take take take me back, I wanna go back,
Back to what we had! Do you remember when we started this mess,
My heart was beating out of my chest!
Maka could feel how Soul felt through this song. He genuinely missed her and thought they were friends as children, he genuinely wanted her to join the band. That made tears swell up in Maka's eyes. He never had friends like Black Star and Soul.
Remember when we stole your dad's car,
I never thought we'd take it that far,
And we were flying so high, yeah partners in crime,
So why'd we ever say good bye?,
Remember when we, when we, had it all!
The band members seemed really close too, Soul put together this little group. They looked like they grounded each other. They seemed to know each other well, they cared for Soul enough to go and ask a stubborn girl to join their group for him. Maka realized that wanted that. She wanted to join this band, she had been afraid to but she wanted to join.
Do you remember when?
Black Star and the band panted, tired from performing and lugging the instruments around. They turned o ly to see Maka crying a little. "Maka?" She held opa hand out to black Star, wiping her tears away.
"I'll do it, I'll join the band" she nodded.
Everyone cheered, falling in around her to hug her. Maka's hand hung limp next to her, shocked at the affection and acceptance they were showing.
"Welcome to SoMa, Maka!" They cheered, and Maka let herself smile.
"It's good to be a part of it"
On the next chapter...
Soooooul, I have a surprise for you
Maka Albarn: Demi Lovato
Black Star: Chris Wallace
Until next time, keep it random!