Black and White Roses\ part 7

Maka's point of view

The woodcutter roared over the sound of the chainsaw. "So loud." Liz complained, transforming into Kid's hand. He then summoned beezlezbub and flew up to better watch and fight the creature. Soul seemed frustrated. "Three days looking for this piece of junk, and at the end it finds us before we do. Let's at least kick his ass right!" I nodded as he morphed into a scythe. Black*Star spin Tsubaki in his hand before speaking up in determination. "I'm about to beat this kishin so hard, he will have the honor of being beaten down by god!" A smile spread across my face. Lately Black*Star had been a little bit gloomy compared to himself, but it seemed he was starting to recover. I knew the reason for it was his fight with Crona, more precisely Crona bringing Tsubaki in their mess, so it has been twice as difficult for me. I hope things will return to normal soon… "Maka! You're dreaming! Watch-" I shook my head, dodging the chainsaw. Not quick enough, it appeared, since Soul made it to get ripped out of my hands and on to the other side of the camp. "Gee, thanks." he grunted, getting up from where he was thrown to. "Maka! Human weapon!" Kid called at me. "Right!" I remembered. I practiced for this. I calmed my mind; my nails turned to blades, and at my knees and ankles became as sharp as scythes. I swiftly defended a fierce strike with one of the blades along my back. "Black*Star! He's all yours!" He laughed, stabbing the thing's hand. Kid used the Option to shoot its belly, of not much use. The creature didn't look impressed. I jumped up, clawing its throat with my blades. It screamed in pain, spraying goo out of the wound. "Is that his weak spot?" I asked, rolling over. Soul tried running to me, but was quickly blocked by the creature now concentrating in Black*Star. "Liz! Patty!" Kid ordered calmly as he threw them away. Liz morphed in a glimpse, catching Patty midair and landing gracefully, she proceeded to attack the kishin. One look was enough. I changed into a full scythe and jumped into Kid's hands.

Soul's point of view

Kid jumped off beezlezbub, swinging Maka at the monster. Soul resonance. It ended in an instant.
"Yahooo!" Black*Star looked so happy, unlike me. Kid and Maka seemed so synchronized at the attack, beautifully matching souls like I thought only we could. Since when have they been so close? My thoughts wondered back to the ring. Are the two of them really in love? Thinking about it, I've never seen Maka fight like this before. Was he training her to become a meisterless weapon? But she's got me, doesn't she? No, he couldn't train her, he's a meister. Then, does it mean she trained herself? And if I could not yet fight like that…
What does it say about me?
"I totally wreaked this thing! Have you seen it?" Black*Star quieted down, looking at Tsubaki like a boy seeking the approval of his mother. "Yes. You did. Good job." She answered him, love and pride at her voice. They really are at times like mother and son, and at times like a couple, all I knew is that it opened a whole new level of black jokes, and a whole new way to annoy the dumbass who played my best guy friend.
"I think we should give the soul to Maka. Since yesterday was her birthday and she never ate one." Kid spoke up, trying to get Black*Star's attention. "I think she should have got it even if this weren't the case, she took a big part of the fight, after all." I added. Kid hurried to agree. I clinched my fists. How dare he join my compliment to Maka? She was supposed to blush at me, relay on me, and not on US. I turned my head to face her, surprised to have caught her staring back. "W- What?" I asked her, immediately regretting my rude comment. "Why are you making this face? Do you want the soul instead? I don't mind it…" I looked at her, suddenly feeling some kind of warmth spreading from my tummy onto my chest and neck, making it hard for me to breathe. She cares for me, and wants me to be happy; she doesn't even mind me taking her reward. "No, I'm fine, I guess… I mean, it's not like I have a reason to be upset, so I'm not. Not upset, at least." I sent her a grin to cover up my awkward rambling. My feeling… almost as if… no. Can't be it. She turned her attention to the soul. "Later, maybe." she softly picked it up and held it in her fist. How is it that someone can kickass so hard and stay this gentle? Does it mean she's got split personality? No, she's just… complicated, like a puzzle for me to solve. A sense of lost took over me when she turned around and entered her tent.

She sat on the edge of the camp, watching the starry night. "Why are you up?" I asked her, wide awake even though I truly was exhausted. "I couldn't sleep." She answered. I sat beside her, analyzing the anxious vibe my heart sent me. "Having problems eating that soul, are we?" She turned to me in shock and embarrassment. "How did you know?" she opened her hand, revealing the red soul within. "I've been there; all you need to do is stop thinking, and eat. Think too much, and you'll get stuck hesitating- eventually questioning yourself, your friends and your mission. Remember, it's not a person, it's a kishin egg. He hurt people." She nodded, looking at me with adoration. Slowly, she put the soul in her mouth and swallowed. The tears came soon after. "Relax Maka… Chill." I comforted her in a hug, not missing the flash of silver. My mood and expression suddenly darkened. "Maka…" My voice sounded so variable, I hated it. "Do you like the headband that I gave you?" She separated from me, once again looking caught off guard. "Why, of course, you gave it to me." She was obviously lying. "Then why won't ya wear it?" I looked at her with disappointment. "You know what, I get it. Don't answer." I proceeded. She was about to respond when I cut her off again. "Nice ring, by the way."
This time I have left her alone, like she did to me so many times.