I Remember Your Name

As he walked through the damp mud, the chilling air of the cemetery sunk into Soul Evans's bones. It began to weigh him down as he got closer and closer to his goal.

Hey Lucy, I remember your name

In his hand, he held a bouquet of red roses. They reminded him of her, vicious and deadly to the outsider, yet sweet and beautiful to those who saw past the bud, to whoever treated her right. He finally reached the cold concrete stone, and set the flowers down.

I left a dozen roses on your grave today

He bent down, wiping away fallen leaves from the oak tree—oak; strong like her—so that the name, forever trapped in marble, frozen in time, was shown.

I'm in the grass, on my knees, wipe the leaves away

Maka Albarn.

Soul stood up, putting his hands in his black jacket pockets. He sighed, looking up at the rapidly graying sky.

"Um...hey…what's going' on…?" He got out past the clenching muscles in his throat.

I just came to talk for a while, got some things I need to say

The demon scythe sat down, listening to the crunch of grass under his weight. He closed his red eyes; he let his mind begin to drift on the past memories with his former meister.

"I miss you…a lot…You were my meister, my best friend. We connected on a level…that…no one else did…not even me and Black Star. I…" Soul smiled sadly to himself. "I wish I could see you again."

Now that it's over I just wanna hold her I'd give up all the world to see that little piece of Heaven lookin' back at me

"I…I know that it's my fault…that you…didn't stay….and..if you hadn't left…you…you might still be here…with us…with me…" Soul's voice began to crack.

Now that it's over I just wanna hold her I've gotta live with the choices I made and I can't live with myself today

"I brought you something…'cause…ya'know…yeah…" He reached into a small black backpack. "We made this for you…It's like a yearbook. We all said what we think of you…and…why we love you…" he set the small black leather book down, with the words "Like No Other" written in perfect script. "Tsubaki made the cover..." He stood again, shaking his head. He laughed, somewhat bitterly.

Hey Lucy I remembered your birthday

"Blair's tryin' to hook up with me…but I'm still not ready to move on…they're all tellin' me it's not healthy to still love you, but it's so not cool to be with someone when you love someone else…'cause…I did…do…love you….Maka…" He could finally say her name.

They said it'd bring some closure to say your name

"I…I regret…fighting with you so much…it…it wasn't cool…If I could change it now, we'd be so different. I'd buy you the world's biggest library if I could…full of paperback books of course…"

I know I'd do it all different if I had the chance

"…but it's too late…and I know that…the only thing I can do now is give you the most beautiful things I can think of…even though they won't fix anything…"

But all I got are these roses to give and they can't help me make amends

Soul's mind wandered back, to one of the most prominent memories in his mind: the first, last, and only time that he and Maka made love.