If We Fall (A SoMa Fan-Fiction)

Before The Fall

A/N: Sorry this took so long omfg. I wrote the whole thing, then deleted it and forgot what was going to happen in the chapter. On top of that I had to move houses and unpack, study stuff, get prepared for my new school etc etc. I just had stuff on top of stuff to do. I'm sorry guys I hope, for your sake, the updates will be quicker. Enjoy my pile of poop :”]

(Permission to hate me is granted)

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Falling Down

 

=Maka's P.O.V=

We'd been driving for Lord know's how long and the scenery was all just the same consistent view of either sand, a few tree's here and there or dirt roads. My legs were slightly numb and the wind was ripping right through me. I was thankful for Soul in front of me, his body radiating heat to mine, but it still wasn't exactly a fun ride. My eye's started to drift closed and before I knew it I had fallen asleep, even in the icily cold conditions.

=Soul's P.O.V=

The road had been the same dirt track for nearly an hour now, stretching out into the never ending dark. There were no stars out and the moon was covered by clouds, making it eery and darker than I would of liked. It was hard enough driving at night with the moon out, let alone it being pitch black. The weather wasn't being too great either. The chill of the night had brought goosebumps up around my neck and the wind pelting my face was causing my nose to run slightly. Thank christ Maka was behind me, keeping me somewhat warm. Her small arms were wrapped tightly around my torso like always, giving me a sense of comfort. It was nicer driving with her at night then just being by myself. 

After a few minuets I noticed her grip started to loosen a tiny bit, but not enough that would cause her to fall off. 

"Maka," I said over my shoulder, wondering if she was out of it "you asleep?"

My reply was no answer, meaning she was somehow sleeping in this weather. 

I guess she was just that tired, I didn't exactly know why though. It's not like we had been doing anything exhausting lately. I knew there was a lot weighing on her mind, even if she just brushed me off every time I asked about it. I knew she probably thought it was nothing and didn't want to worry me, but in all honesty, it was starting to piss me off. I could try my best to protect her from everything in the outside world, but I couldn't keep her safe from her own thoughts. I knew she often doubted herself, compared her skill to others, thinking she was no where near as talented as the others. It was all false. She was possibly the most talented meister at the D.W.M.A, along side Kid and BlackStar.

I mean, she defeated the kishin Asura for Lord Death's sake! How could she not see how skilled she really was? Maybe it was because I wasn't a supportive enough partner. I did tease her a lot, but it was only meant to be just harmless fun. Frustrated, I clenched my hands around the handles of my bike harder and gritted my teeth. I needed to focus. We were driving to some shit hole little town, in the middle of no where, to go up against hell know's what. We didn't even know what we were going to do. We had no plan, no strategy. We'd be lucky if we came out of this with just a few injuries. Maybe we should of brought along help...

Lord Death wouldn't let us go off on a mission alone that could actually kill us, could he? Then again, he did have the kishin Asura trapped under a school full of students and didn't tell anyone. I mean, the guy wasn't exactly the most trustworthy kind of person. I respected him, but trust was a completely different thing. 

I tried to keep my mind focused on what kind of kishin would be in this town, what the people would be like, if there even was any, but all my head wanted to do was drift back to Maka. It was like endless game of tennis, my head being the ball and the players my thoughts, Just bouncing back and forth between them.

What technique would we need to use? Maka's thoughtful face she had made in class the other day, maybe thinking about something important she was not telling me. How badly hurt would we possibly get hurt on this mission? The way Maka had spaced out, and just stood staring off into the distance.

As much as I wanted to stay on task, the thoughts of Maka were just too overpowering. This was going to be a long night.

=Maka's P.O.V=

I woke to the movement of being picked up and my body jostling slightly at each step the person carrying me took. My eyes refused to open all the way, so I just groggily tried to look around. From what I could tell, it was still night. Soul was carrying me, muttering incoherent things and frowning. There was a building in front of my and somewhere off in the distance I could see a blurred dot of neon blue light. Soul managed to open a door to some room while still having me in his arms and walked through. It only dawned on me now that we were inside a motel room. 

A yawn escaped my mouth, causing Soul to look down and smirk.

"Finally," he teased, placing me on my feet "I was starting to think you'd died."

I rolled my eyes and gazed over at the one bed. So sharing was going to have to do.

Soul must of noticed my study of the bed because he sighed and stretched.

"They only had one room left and it wasn't very good, as you can tell," he motioned to the bareness of the room "besides it's just until morning so try not to hog the bed too much."

I was too tired to even feel embarrassed about this or blush, so I just nodded silently and kicked off my boots. Soul wandered off into the bathroom as I took off my jacket, tie and vest, leaving me in just my normal undershirt and a skirt. I crawled into the bed, wincing as an out of place spring in the mattress stabbed into my back. This was a pretty low budget room, but it'd have to do. I dragged the covers over my head to block out the light and was nearly half asleep asleep when Soul got in next to me, causing the bed to dip. I took the covers off of my head, seeing as the light was out anyways and realised he was on his stomach, face first into the pillow. I tried not to laugh at the sight and just quietly rolled onto my other side. 

I liked being tired around Soul. It seemed to make me bolder, less awkward and embarrassed. It was a nice change to have my face at normal temperature around him without a shirt. 

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Its so short I know, I know. And there’s also SO many errors. -_- I have to work tomorrow and go to the book store but I will write as much as I possibly can on my break to update later that night. Tbh I LOVE YOU GUYS! THIS FANDOM IS POSSIBLY THE NICEST AND MOST DEDICATED ONE I HAVE EVER BEEN IN. THE LOVE IS REAL GUYS AND IM SORRY! <3 SOUL EATER IS LOVE, SOUL EATER IS LIFE