What's Really Fair in Love and War - 4What's Really Fair in Love and War - 4 by ~PikachuPanda
Present Day. At the Dance.
I rubbed the arm I had broken then. I was able to heal in just a couple weeks, when a normal fracture would take months. That was more than enough proof that I was a witch. I kept the truth of my bloodline from everyone at this point, obviously. I assumed Maka didn’t tell anyone either, which surprised me. I planned to speak to my dad about it soon, however. I just hope it doesn’t backfire and my overwhelming power takes over my heart.
“Is something bothering you Andrea?” my father, Spirit, looked down at me with a concerned expression. We were dancing like how we wanted but apparently my mind was elsewhere.
“Oh… I was just thinking about Maka and.. Soul…” I admitted.
“I see… Maka seems to be doing a lot better isn’t she?” Spirit smiled gently. He was just trying to keep the mood positive. Maka and I reported that we defeated Medusa and I got to keep her soul for Black Ice to take late