She hadn’t meant to startle him so much –
When Maka took his hand
it was meant with all the gentleness in the world,
but excitement pulsed through
the meister’s small frame
and guided strong legs
up the staircase
with an ease
few could rival.
Crona kept up though,
and it wasn’t until they reached the top
that Maka realized he no longer held
the books he’d previously had.
A sheepish flush washed over her cheeks,
but that didn’t stop her
from turning to Crona
with a look of pure elation
dancing in the olive hues.
❝ Of course I promise!!
I want you to be happy –
and I don’t think you’re very happy
when you’re locked down
in that basement.
You D E S E R V E to be happy too. ❞
Her fingers squeezed just a little bit more,
all reassurance and safety,
before she guided him outdoors,
basking in the sun at the top
of the infamous D W M A staircase.
There were plenty of people around them,
way more than there would be that night,
so she held his hand
and offered him comfort
as the atmosphere settled in around them.
Ah, but that was where she was wrong. He didn’t deserve to be happy.
He hadn’t done anything to earn such privileges as sunlight, freedom, and
the friendship of someone as wonderful as her--or anyone at all, for that
matter. He didn’t live in that world anymore. He lived inside his own head...
... w͜ͅi̺͍͝t̩͓̠͓̯͚h̩̲ ̪̟t̪h͇͔͜e͏̳ ̲̘̞͇̜̲̕m̵̬͖o̴̦̼n̝͉͟ͅs̠͈̬̞͉͖te̫̯͜r͓̣̖̖s҉͉̘̘̝̜.̳
He flinched in the heat and blinding brightness of the noon-day sun, as
clearly uncomfortable here as he was there, as above, so below.
❝ I...I dunno, Maka.
It’s nice of you to want me to be happy,
but...I’m not like you, you know.
I’ve done really bad things.
I’ve hurt people.
I’ve taken away other peoples’ happiness.
Do you really think that a person like that...
...deserves happiness themselves...? ❞
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