A/N: Hey everyone! So this is my first fanfic so if it sucks, please tell me what you did and didn't like about it! I've read a lot of fanfics and just decided to make my own so I hope you enjoy it!

Summary: AU. Maka had kept hearing them fight, watching at the sidelines while her family was torn apart. One day, her parents got in their worst fight yet. So she did the only thing she could think of: run away. So, when a certain red-eyed boy saves her from what could be certain death, and takes her to his apartment, many deep truths may be revealed, as well as a bond stronger than words.

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater or anything else I mention in this (books, movies, songs, etc.)

Chapter 1

She was running, subconsciously, not knowing where she was going or what she was doing. She had been running for awhile, around thirty minutes? She just had to get out of there. It had been happening over and over again, repeating itself more often than not. This time was the worst, this time it was over. She could still remember those terrible words like it was just a second ago.

Flashback:

They didn't notice her walk in, like they always don't.

"...I know you did! Stop denying it!"

"I swear she didn't mean anything to me, she was just asking me a question!"

"This is the sixth time I've caught you making out with another woman!"

"And I keep telling you, I was not making out with any of them!"

She took a deep breath. "Just admit you did now, and stop doing it."

Their arguments were getting worse. They were becoming more harmful and often.

"But I didn't!"

"ADMIT IT NOW OR ELSE!" This time she yelled with so much force and emotion that it made the teen and her lying father flinch.

"... I uh…" He hesitated, giving the girl's mother the answer she knew all along.

"THAT'S IT!" She yelled, tears falling from her eyes, "I'm leaving." She whispered hoarsely, meaning to say it louder, but she was too heartbroken and angry. Her mother turned around and walked to the room she once shared with her soon-to-be ex-husband.

A tear ran down the teen's face as she ran upstairs, to her room, and cried. "Why do they fight all the time? Why does Papa have to cheat? Isn't Mama enough? Why can't we be happy together like old times? This can't be happening! She wouldn't leave me..." She subconsciously said aloud. "I can't take it anymore!" So, she slipped past her sulking, cheating father and tiptoed outside. From there she ran as fast as she could away from home, no, from her feared nightmare.

End of Flashback

(A/N: Yeah I made her parents separate when she was 15 rather than when she was little, hope that's not a problem.)

As she was thinking about this, she started running across the street, when something happened. Something, no, someone slammed into her, causing her to fly for a second, then roll to the side of the street she was running towards a second ago. She immediately tried to stand up once she stopped rolling, but was too dizzy and fell before she finally got up. The stranger stood up as well.

"You idiot! What were you thinking?" Someone yelled. It sounded like the voice came from right in front of her. She said nothing, and dusted herself off. She then studied the guy. What struck her first was his hair. It was as white as snow, with unnatural shape. He wore a black leather jacket and blue jeans, and looked around her age, tired, and furious.

"Hey! Were you even paying attention to what you were doing?!" The teen yelled again.

"Huh?" She said, obviously unaware of what had happened.

"You were almost ran over by that truck! You just ran right in front of it!" The white haired teenager jutted out his arm towards the truck that was almost out of sight. She just noticed another thing about his appearance when she looked at his eyes. They were a dark, crimson red.

"I was?" She asked, seeming quite calm for almost being in such a terrifying situation.

"Yeah… Are you okay?" The teen asked, lowering his voice. He looked concerned. Suddenly she started feeling dizzy again, and fatigue caught up with her. She felt herself losing balance.

"I'm… fine…" She got the words out right before she collapsed.

(Line break.)

… Where am I? She thought to herself as she sat up from the bed she had been sleeping on. I must be in a room. The room had yellowy-white walls, and not much in it except a bed, small table beside the bed, and a closet. She came to the conclusion that she was in a guest room, within someone's home.

"Hey, you're finally awake."

She turned her head towards the voice, to see the same boy from before. She was about to open her mouth to ask what happened, when he answered her without even needing to hear her question.

"You were running somewhere, almost got hit by a truck, collapsed, and now you're at my apartment." As he said this, she remembered the events that occurred. "Anyhow, would you like some water or…?"

"How long was I out for?"

"7 hours, which isn't enough. You should rest some more. It's 2 o'clock at night now," He said, a little fazed by her indirect 'no' to his question.

"No. I'm fine." She wasn't about to knowingly fall asleep in some guy's house. She knew all about men and their ways. That's when she realized she was far from home.

"Um, what city am I in?"

He looked surprised, and then he said, slowly, "How long were you running for?"

What was she running from?

"I don't know. It seemed like hours, but I couldn't have been running for that long,"

Still surprised, he said, "Well, you're in Death City."

It was her turn to look surprised. For a while, she didn't speak. She just kept looking down as she thought, 'I ran that far?'

"So… What's your name?"

She hesitated, then answered, "Maka."

"Okay then Maka, I'm Soul. What city do you live in? I can take you home-"

"No," Maka said dryly.

His eyes widened. "Well how will you get home then?"

"I'm not going back." She looked down. "No matter what."

"Then where will you go?" Soul pushed, but she dodged the question.

"Why do you care? It's not your business."

"Well I can't just let you leave if you've got nowhere to stay." When he said this, she looked puzzled, wondering why he seemed to worry about her so much.

"Well you shouldn't worry about me, I'll just figure something out." Maka said, beginning to get frustrated.

Soul sighed. "Well, you can stay the night here, but-"

"What makes you think I want to stay here?" She said incredulously.

"Just stay, and we can figure out something tomorrow, okay?" She seemed to get the message: I'm not taking no as an answer. Plus, she did need somewhere to stay while she planned…

"Fine." She said. "But I'll be leaving soon, got it?"

"Whatever. If you need anything, I'll be down the hall, behind the left door," He said as he got up and left. She was somewhat relieved that she had somewhere to stay for a night, even if it was a boy's apartment. It was better than living with her horrible dad. But she was still wary of him, she wasn't going to let her guard down that easily.

A/N: In case you were wondering, this takes place in July, so there's no school for them at the moment. So besides the beginning, there wasn't much in the first chapter. Sorry that most of this was just dialogue, I wanted them to learn names and very little else. Tune in for more later! I'll try my absolute best to update and such. Please review and give me your thoughts! Peace :)