Soul X Reader, I've never done that, but I'm sure it'll be perfect!

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Your POV
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You ran. You were running. From what? You didn't know. You woke up in the center of the forest, your only memory was waking up. Your first instinct was to run harder, your barefoot feet padding across the rough ground. You felt the blood drip down your legs and your footing stuttered. And then, as you fell, all of the memories came rushing back like a waterfall. Your mother, father, brother, and sister were attacked in the middle of the night by a witch.

You were sleeping, your heading resting softly on your pillow. That night, it stormed. You were anxious, but stayed in your bedroom, unlike your younger siblings who were terrified of the thunder. And then, a loud banging had woken you up. There was screaming, and moans. You were scared, oh so scared. So you hid under your bed, the creaking floor making you feel as if someone was around you. In the morning you awoke and went to your parents bedroom, finding their dead, charred bodies. Then, on the floor, you saw the mutilated corpses of your baby sister and brother, only three years old. You screamed. "Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!" You fell to your knees and placed your left hand on your little sisters body. How could someone do this? You thought. And then you ran. Far away from home, in your PJs, barefoot.

Coming out of your little flashback, you fell you your knees once again and cried into the damp dirt. Your head felt light and you were cold. But you pulled your shirt tighter around you and fell into a restless sleep.

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You felt the ground beneath you move. It was soft, and warm, the movement slight. You could feel it rumble beneath you skin, and you cough and rolled over, the ground stopped moving. "She's awake," a voice said. You were so tired you could barely open your eyes. You yawned and sat up, and blinked a few times, and then looked straight into the eyes of a person. He had white spikey hair that went every which way, and covered his eye partially. His eyes were a deep and fascinating red that seemed to look beyond you, and beyond your poor and fragile soul.

"W..." you tried to speak but your throat closed up and it became hard to breathe. Tears welled in your eyes, making them glassy and red. "I'm Soul," the boy said gently. "This is my Meister, Maka. Are you okay?" The boy, Soul, pointed to a beautiful girl that seemed to be smaller than him. She wore a checkered skirt and a yellow sleeveless sweater over a white button down. She had dirty blonde hair and a kind smile, making her olive green orbs glow softly.

"I...I...I'm l-lost," you whispered, voice cracking. You felt little again, like a child who seemed to have lost their way in a mall. "Here." Soul placed you on your feet and you wobbled on your feet. He steadied you and looked you straight in the eye, then to Maka. "We should probably take her to Dr. Stein before we get her home," he said. Maka nodded. "Okay."

In a little bit you three had made it to the DWMA. You told Lord Death what had happened and he had Maka, Soul, and four other people scope out the place. When Maka and Soul returned, you were wrapped up in a blanket, and laying on a couch. "We have to report to Lord Death," they said to you. You only nodded and sat there, your blank, lifeless eyes staring holes into the wall. You just tried to remember what life was like. How something could change in only a day. Not even, hours. You felt the couch dip and turned your head to see a boy sitting at your feet. He wore a white and black suit, his hair having three white stripes on the one side. His stare was deep, and he seemed to have no emotion staining his features. Blanker than you.

"I am Death the Kid."

You kept your mouth closed, and swallowed your spit. Could you even remember your name? Probably not. You were so traumatized it hurt to even remember that one detail.

"I don't know my name," you whispered. Kid gave you another deeper stare. "Can I call you something else than? A nickname perhaps?"

"S...sure."

Kid's face was intense looking. "I'll call you little Red." You were confused until you looked down at your blankets, realizing they were red, the words "Property of Soul Evans" adorning them. "Okay," you smiled at him weakly and his face was surprised, until his face busted into a full blown smile. It was quite cute actually.

"Oh, hi Kid," someone said from behind your back. You turned around and saw Soul, his face twisted into a fake and almost angered smile. His eyes flickered to you, and then back to Kid, his smile wider and more tense by the minute. "Lord Death asked me to let you stay at our place for a bit," Soul said looking directly at you, his eyes doing that flicker. It almost annoyed you. "Oh okay. Good luck, Red," Kid said to you and waved, having himself up, and walked out of the room. Soul instantly untensed and smiled blandly at you. "To my home?"

You nodded and Soul grabbed your hand.

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You spent the night at Souls place, (since Maka had moved out awhile ago with her girlfriend Tsubaki), and it was uneventful. When you awoke, you felt better, and walked into the kitchen, seeing a large note tapped to the door. It said:

Dear (Y/n),

Today I'm going out with Maka to collect some more kishin souls. Please don't leave and help yourself.

- Pece, Soul E.

You crumpled the note and decided to make lunch. You gathered salt, adobo, pepper, garlic salt, and other spices, along with a ramen noodle pack, and some celery, and sausage. You could turn anything plain into something delicious. Your parents always praised you for it. Wincing at that last thought, you chopped up onions, and celery and added it to the boiling water. You poured in the adobo and salt, since you were a salt fan, and then added a miniscule amount of pepper. You felt better as you cooked, and hummed a tune. It was Shadow by Sam Tsui. "Shadow, shadow, you forgot your shadow... Bags all packed make sure, you remember everything..." you sang low.

"What smells good?"

You screamed and dropped the spoon you had in your hand down the pot of water.

You turned around and saw Soul, his hair wet from the rain you heard pittering outside, and his clothes clung to his body, showing little squares in his abdominal area. Your eyes flickered between his spikey wet hair and soaked up abs. You swallowed the spit in your mouth and turned around, your body throbbing.

"What's wrong?" he asked you politely. "Nothing," you said low. "I made lunch. W-want some?" Souls mouth watered at the scent of your food and he immediately sat down at the table, eyes trained on the large glass bowl you gave him. His eyes were bright and shining, until he dug into the meal, his mouth drooling. "Where did you learn to cook like this?" he asked incredulously. You shrugged and got yourself a bowl, stomach growling. You chatted lightly with Soul, and you stopped stuttering, finally opening up to him. You laughed a bit, smiled, and vice versa. When lunch, (more like dinner actually), was over, you stood up. "May I use the shower Soul?" He nodded and motioned for you to follow him.

He took your hand and pulled you to the bathroom, pulled out two towels, and then handed you some clothes that Maka had left here some time ago. "Alright, call if you need anything," he said to you. You nodded and watched as he shut the door behind you.

You turned on the hot water and let the steam rise from the ground up, warming your cold body. You stripped off everything you wore ans stood bare in front of the mirror. You touched your face, and wondered who you were now. Now that your parents were gone, and that you had no place to go really. Who would you be now? What would you be now? Gulping, you stepped into the showers and let's out a few tears, sinking to the floor of the tub. You cried for a few minutes until you felt you should get up and actually wash yourself, and not waste perfectly good water. You grabbed the rag Soul gave you and scrubbed yourself with Johnson's baby soap, which made you crack a smile. Who the hell uses Johnsons? You thought.

And then you heard a little skuttle across the wall. You gasped and turned around, seeing nothing. The skittle came from the other end then, and you saw what it was. A big, gigantic, hairy, disgusting SPIDER.

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh!" You screamed. The door slammed open and Soul ripped open the curtain, concern written all over his face. You pointed at the spider on the wall and his eyes widened. His face relaxed then and he turned one finger into a little tip of a Scythe and crushed the bug. You were gasping, finally glad that the evil demonic possession was gone. All you could hear now was the pitter patter of the water from the shower and your deep breathing. Souls eyes raked you over and his looked like liquid lust. The fear was now gone from your face, and you eyes Soul too, waiting for what he'd do.

Soul lunged toward you and grabbed the back of your neck, pulled you toward him for a kiss, which was deep and rough.

You clasped your arms around his neck and kissed back too, only slowing down his tongue making him go slower. Soul calmed down and ran his tongue along the bottom of your lip, asking this time. You obliged and he pulled you tighter into the shower, closing the curtain. "I think it's time we get out of here," Soul whispered. You nodded and he pulled you out of the shower, wrapping you in a towel. Then he turned the nozzle an the water stopped running. Soul grabbed a towel for himself and you didn't expect him to pick you up so suddenly. You squealed and then giggled as he carried you to the bedroom, where he placed you gently on your back. You were both completely bare, and nothing was stopping you. "(Y/n)," he began. "When I first met you, it was like time stopped. I saw you, beaten down and broken. And I wanted to fix you. Make you better. It was like love at first sight. I wanted to wipe your tears and make you lay with me, make you laugh and smile and cry." Your eyes let a few tears slip. You couldn't believe what he was saying.

"Cry tears of joy, (Y/n). It's okay. After all you've been through, that's the least you can worry about. Right now, it's just me, you, and love. I love you so much, (Y/n). So much it hurts. It hurts to see you cry. It hurts to see you look at another boy. I...I got jealous when you were talking to Kid yesterday. I can't stand it when you look at him the way did. Like he was cool, amazing, different. That's that way I wanted you to look at me," he added. You stared deep into Souls eyes and saw nothing but the truth. "Soul," you whispered, your fingered trailing through his hair, and wiping his tears. "I love you too. When I look at you, my heart bursts. And when you saw me, that day, I was broken. But now that I'm with you, I'm whole again. I love you, and I'll scream it to the world."

Soul smiled. "Then do it."

You leaned close and whispered in his ear, "I love Soul Evans."

Soul looked confused. "What?" You giggled and bopped his nose. "Soul, you're my world. I don't need to scream it at anyone but you."

That night, you and Soul explored each other in ways no one thought was possible. You learned about love, and most of all, you found out who you loved most in the world.

Soul.

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