Venom and Love (Maka x Soul)

Venom and Love

I slid out of the warm delightful covers, my skin meeting the chilly morning air. I slid my feet onto the wooden floor and stood up, steadying myself for a moment before reaching to my normal attire and slipping it onto my body. I sighed looking in the mirror, at my flat chest and childish face. Taking a brush, and ripping through my tangled blonde hair. I winced slightly as I pulled a couple of pieces of hair out, before parting my hair and concentrating on putting them in perfectly even pony tails.

I smiled momentarily before it turned into a frown again. I'm a piece of shit.
No one would ever think of loving me, all those girls like Tsubaki and Patty, big breasted and beautiful. And I'm just here, stuck in the body of an eight year old girl.

Soul even said it himself the other day to my face. He spat it like venom, and that venom spread through my body like ivy growing on a house.
Before it devoured me wholly.
"You know what?!" He had screamed
"I'm fucking done with you and your eight year old girls body, no boy. . . hell, even a girl would touch let alone look at your body," he yelled coldly "No one would ever love you."
He had said, the words hitting me like a brick. I had been complaining about him never showing up to class and acting like a complete ass towards me when no one was around. When he just completely broke and insulted me with those words, it felt as if he had just slapped me across the face.
After he said it, he had ran to his room slamming the door behind him.
Leaving me there even after I had slid to the ground and sat there sobbing like a little baby, as loud as one too, watching the tears fall down my face until they turned into small gasps and hiccups.
I had slumped to my bedroom, and crawled under my covers, kicking my shoes and socks off before peeling off my clothes, leaving myself in only my underwear.
Where I cried myself into a loathing sleep filled with dreams of mirrors, staring back at my reflection in hatred.

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I walked into the kitchen praying in the back of my head Soul was not awake yet.
My tense shoulders relaxed once I was sure he was still in his bedroom. I pulled out a bowl, and milk. Pulling out a spoon I caught sight of my eyes, they were red and puffy, they began puddling with tears.
Suddenly I threw the spoon across the room, shrieking out. It hit the wall with a loud thud and I slid to the floor, leaning on the wall for support. I burst into tears again, my heart filled with pain and hatred for myself.
"No one would ever love you."
He had said, no one will ever love me, so why am I alive?
More tears fall into my hands as I gasp air in and out.
Suddenly the creaking of a door stirs me, I open my eyes and blink letting the tears fall freely. I don't stop sobbing loudly though, I can't stop, no one needs me.
I scream loudly making my head pound.
"Maka!" Soul exclaims crouching down to my level.
I look up at him, his face is full of fear and worry, if he blinks, a tear will fall down his face.
"Go away!" I yell hiding my face from the white haired boy, I bury my hands in my face and sob harder.
"Maka" he says more calmly, "I'm so sorry" he says gently. Suddenly I feel fingertips on my chin, gripping it softly and pulling it up until I'm looking at him.
As I had predicted the tear had fallen, and is now a little puddle on the floor.
I open my mouth to snap at him, telling him to leave me alone. Before he presses his lips to my'n and kisses me softly.
I jolt and begin to push away, but he grabs the back of my head and pulls me closer, away from the wall so that I'm sitting on my knees like him.
I melt into the kiss, his arms around me feel nice and the kiss feels warm and gentle.
Once he pulls away softly, I look him in the eyes. They look loving and scared.

"Maka, I'm so very sorry about what I said yesterday" he said, his eyes diverting for a moment before meeting my'n again, "what I said was wrong and horrible, I was taking my anger out on you that I've been building up for a long time now."

"And it was so un-cool of me..." He whispered.

He opened his mouth to explain more, but I had pressed my lips to his once more. This time it was his turn to be surprised.
The wood under my knees hurt, and my head pounded but it was all a small price to pay for what joy and happiness I felt in this kiss.
This kiss was longer and more passionate, his lips fit into my'n like a puzzle piece I've been missing my entire life.
A small tear of happiness left my eye as I kissed Soul.

Suddenly his mouth left my'n, we gasped for air before staring at each other silently.
He stood and left a hand for me to take, I took it and shivered as he pulled me to my feet. He led me quietly to the couch without a word and sat on it, pulling me down onto him, cuddling into his body.

So there we sat, in content silence. Me and Soul Evans.

"Hey Soul?"

"Yes Maka?"

"Does this mean we're together?" I asked nervously.

"Yes Maka, I hope so." He said gently caressing my face.
Before falling asleep with a loving hand on my cheek.