Memory Status: Lost (SoulxMaka FanFic)

Chapter 9: Soul

The blonde girl takes a step back and gives me a false "what the hell is wrong with you" look. "Soul?" Sofie turns to Allison. "What the fuck is he doing here?"

I narrow my eyes at her, nearly squinting. Anger still coursing through my body, I resist the urge to strangle the bitch. "You... You're the one who..."

She fake-pouts. "Nuh-uh. Don't blame this on me. I'm not the one who broke your heart."

"And how the hell does that warrant ruining my life?!"

The girl seems shocked by my words. As she contemplates her next words, I replay the snippets that have returned to my memory. 

I stand in front of the DWMA, and Sofie stops her bike in front of me. She skips over to me and plants a kiss on my cheek, blushing. She takes my hands in hers and rocks on her feet. 

"So what's this about? Why'd you wanna meet here?" she wonders, glowing.

My face grows morose. "You see... Sofie... I'm, uh, sorry..."

"No, no, no," she says, shaking her head furiously. "This is not happening! Soul. Please, please please tell me that I'm dreaming, and that we're fine. That you're not breaking up with me. That everything is okay."

I look down. 

She lets out a sob and covers her face. 

"I'm sorry... there's someone else..." I say, stumbling over my words, feeling more and more guilty. 

Her head shoots up. She grips the collar of the white shirt I put on this morning. "Who is it? Huh? Who is it, Soul?"

I bite my lip.

She gasps, suddenly realizing the truth. "It's Maka, isn't it?! That bitch..."

At this point, I resist the urge to slap her for calling Maka a bitch. "Goodbye, Sofie."

She smiles a sick and twisted grin. "Oh, you'll see me again."

My heart stops. 

The memory stops suddenly, and Sofie finally speaks. 

"Just because you are an asshole does not mean that I have to be a bitch. I say we calmly get over this diplomatically."

"Oh, like you were dipolomatic when you wiped my frickin' memory!" I scoff. 

Her eyes widen, then she juts out her chin. "Eh?"

"Like you don't know!" I shout, causing several people to shush me. "I don't remember anything before this morning! The only thing I remember is like half of our conversation. And whose fault is that? It's yours, bitch!"

She places a hand over her heart mockingly (At least she's got a sense of sarcasm!) and gasps again. 

I hold up a hand. "Let it go. Just know, you effed up everything in my life. I hope you're happy."

I storm out of the cafe. 

Hours later, I have successfully lost myself in Death City. What the hell is going on? Why is my life all screwed up all of a sudden? Why can't I just go back? Why did Sofie do that? How did Sofie do that? 

Still lost in my thoughts and worries, I don't see the person I run into. I mumble an apology. I hear a gasp, and then a hand grabs my shoulder. "Soul! I found you!" a hoarse voice croaks. The voice sounds like its source has been crying. 

I gulp, and look at the source, already figuring who it is. I might not remember her, but I would know her anywhere. "Maka. I thought I told you to leave me alone," I say coldly. 

She seems surprised by my reaction to seeing her. "S-Soul? You don't mean that... Right?"

I take a ragged breath. "Yes, Maka, I really do mean it! I don't understand a thing about what the hell is going on. All I know is that Sofie--" I stop myself before I can say anything more.

Her eyes light up. "You remember something, don't you?"

"W-What? No. I don't remember anything!"

She scoffs. "Pfft. I know my partner, and you're not telling me the truth."

I whip around from the tree I'd turned to in order to avoid Maka's glare. Why isn't she upset? Shouldn't she be heartbroken? What I said could crush a girl like Maka... "No! You don't know me! You know nothing about me! How are you supposed to know someone who doesn't know you? How does that happen? Who knows, I could have been lying to you the entire time!"

Maka's eyes widen in fright. She looks downward. "No... You're my partner, and you wouldn't do that to me. I love you, Soul, and you have to see that. I'm putting my heart out there for you, and if you can't accept that... Well, there will only be one person who will be able to put the pieces back together. And that one person will be you." She sighs. "I'm going home. Follow, or don't, but please know, that, from the bottom of my broken heart, I love you, Soul. You're my one and only. And I don't think I'll ever stop loving you, even if you deny me."

She turns away and starts on her way home, obviously more depressed than she was when she walked up. 

You loved her before, you can love her again, Soul. How are you supposed to go on? Maka's the only one who truly knows how to put your life back together, and you can't go on without her help. Shit... 

"Maka... wait," I call out.

A new light in her emerald eyes, she bares into my soul. "Then come on. Let's go home."

A/N: Yet another short chapter. Okay, Souls, can you do me a favor? I made a new book titled "Secrets in the Ward," where Maka and Soul are in a psych ward where they meet for the first time. Check it out, maybe?