Swing set

"Maka?!" He gasped. Blood red eyes widened in shock and his breath was caught in his throat at the sight of her. She was pale with dark circles under her eyes. She looked like a dead person. The ends of her pig tails were wispy as she sat still on the swing set. Her emerald eyes were wide and her head shot up.

The plastic bag in his hand dropped and he blinked. Was he dreaming? He had to be! It was not possible that she was there, on that swing, her favorite swing. It just couldn't be possible at all. She went missing a year ago, pronounced dead!

"S-Soul?!" Maka shouted. Her grip on the chains tightened. His eyes were on her, shocked and wide. He slowly turned to her, remembering how to walk. Putting one foot in front of the other like a newborn fawn. Not a word was said about her disappearance or how he looked like a wreck in a leather jacket or why the swing didn't move even though her hands tightened around the chains. No words were in his mind at the sight of her. She was there, in front of him. Looking like when she pulled that 48 hour study session before exam week back in senior year. He fell to his knees in front of her. His eyes were glassy and his throat was tight. "You...you can see me?" She gasped. It was almost a whisper in the middle of the night.

Soul looked up at her confused. She was there as broad day light why wouldn't he be able to see her? She was his kick ass bookworm for fuck sakes! Why would he not see her? Soul placed his hands over hers and slowly stood up. Her hands felt cold like she had been out here all night. She stared at his hand over hers. Bewildered and disbelieving as his thumb stroked hers.

"Why wouldn't I be able to see you? You're right in front of me! It'd kinda be hard not to notice a girl in a short skirt and a thin over-lumber jack shirt when it's almost December! Seriously woman are you-" He stopped mid sentence, his eyes narrowing "Where have you been this whole time?" Soul growled.

"Soul I-"

"Everyone was worried sick about you! There was a three month search party and everything!" His voice rose. The grip on her hands tightened.

"I was-"

"What did you get scared of our relationship and decided to skip town or something?" He was leaning over her. A scowl set on his face.

"No that isn't-"

"Just because your parents didn't work didn't mean we wouldn't have! You never think about how I feel when you compare me to your scum bag father! But no, you skipped town without a trace making everyone worried! God damn it Maka we had a funeral for you and-"

"SOUL!" Maka shouted. Catching his attention before he went into a rage filled, self argument like he did a lot. She could feel his hands on hers...She could feel it! He could see her and touch her and hear her! But he wasn't listening because he was upset. She knew this already but she was still overwhelmingly happy. Because her Soul, her boyfriend could see her. It was breaking Maka's heart because she knew what she would have to say. She'd have to tell him. Because even though he looked angry she could already tell he was so happy. "Soul...I was murdered"

Hi!

This is Key, author of this drabble and this is the first one. I already know I am going to do more of this particular story so don't think I'm leaving it like that.

Just wanted to thank you for reading!