SoulxMaka - Matching Scars Part 3

That night Maka and I slept on the couch together. I tried to give her as much space as possible but she kept on gripping on to me, pulling me into a warm embrace. I loved the feeling of Maka's warmth. So I welcomed her into my arms. I stroked her ash-blond hair and kissed its locks. She looked so cute when she was asleep. Wait. What am I saying? God, this is so uncool. How can I be cool around her when she's just so damn adorable?! Crap, I gotta stop but I can't! I stroked her arms and I felt something rough, thin, a thin line, I couldn't make it out in the darkness but it felt just like my scars on my wrists…

Morning soon came; I fell asleep in the night.

I woke up to a sharp pain in my skull. Maka had grabbed a book and slammed the spine into my skull. It hurt. It really hurt. I swear my head was bleeding.

"YOU JERK! I TOLD YOU TO STAY AWAY FROM ME! I DON'T LIKE PEOPLE TOUCHING ME!" Maka yelled, pounding me with her tiny, weak fists. I grabbed them and flung her onto the couch.

"You were touching me! You were freaking cuddling me and drooling over me! I tried to get away but you freaking 'Death-Hugged' me!" I yelled. She blushed scarlet. She looked cute when she blushed. Man, I gotta stop doing that.

"I'll… Go make breakfast…" She said, still blushing as she shuffled to the kitchen. I felt awful. Not just from the pain of a book being lodged into my skull but I made Maka upset. And cool guys like me don't make girls upset. Especially the ones they care for most.

I crept to the kitchen to see Maka sizzling bacon in the frying pan.

"Maka… I…"
"Shut up, Soul. I don't want to see you."
"Well too bad, you're going to hear me out whether you like it or not." I said as I snaked me arms around her from behind and hugged her close, taking in her scent. "I'm sorry, ok? I didn't mean to snap and I… I…" Then I realized I was touching her, she hates being touched. I let go of her and backed away. Maka turned around and instead of hitting me she hugged me. I wrapped my arms around her and took in her scent. She smelled of strawberries and chocolate.

We just stood there and embraced each other for what seemed seconds when we smelt smoke and saw grey smoke coming from the frying pan as our breakfast was now piles of ashes.

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When we finally got to school we were late. Maka was in distress, she said she'd never been late before.

"This is your fault, Soul. You took forever to change!" Maka said sternly.
"Yeah, right. You took forever in the shower!" I said, putting my hands in my pockets.

I saw Black*Star strutting down the wall, loud and proud as his partner, Tsubaki walked meekly behind him, trying to calm him down for he was swearing at a poor kid for not bowing to his so called 'God'.

Maka looked shocked and looked away at Black*Star beating the poor boy. Enough was enough. No one makes Maka upset. I let go of my grip on Maka's hand and walked over to Black*Star, anger in my eyes.

"Oi, Black*Star. Leave the kid alone."
"HE DIDN'T BOW DOWN TO HIS GOD!" Black*Star yelled. "AND BESIDES, WE ALWAYS DO THIS TOGETEHER. YOU HOLD HIM STILL WHILE I PUNCH HIM!" He made his way to punch the boy. I grabbed his wrist.
"No, Black*Star. Enough is enough…"  I said, gripping onto his wrist firmly.
"What's happened to you, Soul. It's that Maka girl isn't it? You've fallen for her, haven't you?" Black*Star said, smirking.
"N-No…" I said, blushing.
"SOUL'S IN LOVE WITH A NERD! HAHAHAHA-" Black*Star managed to yell before my fist made contact with his face. I rammed him into the lockers and hit him, everyone was staring at me. Black*Star began fighting back, yelling. He pushed me off him and turned to Maka who was frozen solid with fear. Black*Star smirked.

"I would never hit a girl. But you don't look a bit like one, Tiny-Tits, you hardly have a body. No tits and no ass. Worthless." Black*Star said before running for Maka… He punched her right in the face… Maka's face was bleeding, not a lot but you could see it… My blood boiled. How could he? Why? What had she done?

"YOU BASTARD!" I yelled as I grabbed Black*Star, rammed him into the lockers and continuously punched him, I was reckless. A group formed around us as they chanted; "FIGHT, FIGHT!". Black*Star enjoyed the attention as he kicked me in the face but I grabbed his ankle and threw him across the hall. At first I thought I won but he stood back up. He ran and grabbed me and before I had time to react he pushed me outside, I usually looked down from there at the kids going into the DWMA, it helped me think.

Black*Star punched me, I didn't have time to dodge. He kicked me in the stomach, I didn't have time to react or move. I took every kick and punch he gave me. My arms were limp, I could only just stand.

He grabbed me by the collar and threw me, he threw me over the wall.
"SOUL!" I heard Maka yell as she held out her arm, leaning over the wall. She slipped and fell.
"Maka… Forgive me." I said as I grabbed her while we were falling from behind as we fell together. I felt her heart thumping in time with mine.

I fell onto the cold, hard floor as the world became dark and before I blacked out I heard Maka's chocked up voice as if she was crying as she gripped my hands.

"Soul… You know I said I hated people touching me? That didn't apply you… Please Soul… Don't let go of me.." She was crying. The world became dark.

But no matter what, no matter if I died or if I lived. I was NEVER going to let go of Maka.

I don't let go of the people I like most… But I never let go of the people I love …

No amount of pain will ever make me do that.