I know this chapter is really late but here it is anyway. I will try to get the next chapter out in the next six weeks no later than fifteen weeks. *Bows* enjoy! ^.^
Maka walked solemnly to the Chupacabra, all the while muttering to herself. Her head hung low and her feet dragged behind her.
"I feel like I made a deal with the devil." Maka mumbled. "Wes promised to help me control my ability if I pretended I was his girlfriend to keep his groupies away. Of corse that ment cheating on Soul, but it's not like he ever acted like my boyfriend anyway. Yeah he'd kiss me and buy me gifts but, Soul always acted like we were just fiends in public everything was always behind closed doors. The only reason Tsubaki and everyone else knew was because I told Tsubaki and then she told everyone else." Maka looked to the sky. She closed her eyes sighing.
Maka's thoughts: Why does Wes want to fight that black blood so much? I've warned him a million times but he always shrugs it off. I should tell Soul but that would mean reveling everything. Man, I really wish I still hated all men.
When Maka opened her eyes again, she was surprised to see how close she was to the Chupacabra. She picked up the pace, striding the rest of the way.
Ansted of seeing Soul and/or Wes waiting for her, Maka didn't see anyone. The only person she did see was her father, Spirit, staggering out of the bar drunk. He didn't spot her because he was to bus rambling about how much he would show Maka how much he loved her and how he'd crush Soul when he saw him. Maka didn't dare move from her spot, in fact she even hid in the building until he left. Once Maka was sure Spirit was gone she headed to the door. Sighing reluctantly, she pushed open the door and to her not surprised eyes, was Wes being swarmed by girls.
The girls all hung off him like fruit on a tree. There were girls laying on his chest, hovering over his shoulders, laying by his feet; one girl was even in his lap, her arms around his neck. Wes-kun this and Wes-kun that and Wes just laughed and laughed, drunk as a sailor. Maka just stared in disgust for a moment. She shook her head and looked around the rest of the bar. There were only one or two other customers, just as drunk but no white-haired Soul.
Slightly worried Maka left the bar. She frantically looked around her, searching for Soul. Thinking he went further ahead, Maka speedily went in the direction she thought Soul went. When she didn't see him after a few moments, Maka went back the way she came; much more quickly and a lot more worried. That's when she saw him. He stood nonchalantly in front of the Chupacabra drinking a soda. He almost looked bored. Maka relived, jogged up to him. She got right into his face, huffing a pout, putting her hands on her hips.
"Where were you? I was so worried you know" Maka scolded.
Soul didn't even look fazed. He lowered his soda just enough to speak. "Oh so you actually care about me now?" He looked past Maka drinking his soda again. Maka stared stunned. In that moment she forgot about all that had happened and fumed.
"What do mean I don't care about you! Your my partner"
Soul chuckled cutting Maka off. He downed the rest of soda in huge gulps, using the back of his hand to wipe his mouth when he finished.
"What's so funny, Soul?", Maka asked flabbergasted.
"It's just so funny" Soul joked, "how an hour or so ago I was feeling the same thing...about you", Soul's mood changed from sarcastically joking to angrily serious. His intense stare bore through Maka making her shrink down, wanting to do anything to get away. Luckily that's when Wes appeared, though he looked drunker than a sailor with a lifetime supply of booze.
He uneasily swayed over to Maka, a half-drunken wine bottle in his hand. His clothes were badly wrinkled and his collar was popped. There were lipstick smudges on his face and wine stains splattered in weird shapes all over his shirt.
Stopping in front of Soul, Wes giggled touching Soul's shoulder. He looked from Soul to Maka then giggled saying, "You want to see something funny?"
Soul disgustedly pushed Wes's hand off him and moved away scowling. His plan was to walk away and head to the DWMA by himself and let Maka take care of Wes herself. And he had already began walking in that direction again when he heard her scream.
Maka disappointedly watched Soul walk away after pushing off Wes; she sighed upset remembering everything that had happened knowing that nothing she ever did would make him trust her again, even if she did tell him the truth.
Maka was just about to head in Soul's direction, when Wes stepped in front of her, stopping her in her tracks. Maka sighed, rolling her eyes irritated.
"Move Wes" she demanded "You're drunk and I really don't want to be bothered by you now". Maka moved around Wes only to be stopped by him again. That's when she noticed he wasn't as drunk as he seemed.
Wes straightened his clothes as best he could and folded his collar back down, frowning at the wine stains. He took a cloth out pocket and wiped the smudges off his face of his grimacing when he had to scrub harder than he wanted. Once he was as satisfied as he could get, Wes crossed his arms smirking.
"Its time Maky-chan". Before Maka could register what that ment, Wes went behind Maka. His arm quickly changed into dark scythe blade and with quickest movement slide the blade through Maka's side. The other side exiting out of Maka dripping her blood.
Maka was caught off guard by the attack. The pain didn't come with the attack but once it did, the burning sensation raked throughout her entire body. Maka screamed releasing some of the pain while Wes just smirked chucking silently behind her.
"Fu fufu. And your test has begun"