This is my first fanfiction ever. Yes it's going to be a lemon, I love them and I love writing them...I'm such a hentia. so yea tell me what you think there will be more chapter, about 3 chapters in total i hope to get another one put up wither later this week or early next week, we'll see how busy i get. With out further adu the story. Oh right, i don't own Soul Eater or its characters, they belong to Atsushi Okubo and i believe it should stay that way. Ok now story time :)
Maka sat in the library studying intensely for the exam that Professor Stein was giving at the end of the week. As her foot tapped to the music coming from her IPod she looked at her phone that was sitting motionlessly next to her pile of books. Tomorrow would be the 3-month mark of when Soul left for his first Death Scythe had come up rather suddenly and Shinigami had instructed that Soul would go by himself with Death Scythe Azusa to a disclosed area in Europe. It had made Maka extremely sad knowing he was leaving but she knew it would happen, with him now being a death scythe and all, so she excepted it. He said it wouldn't take too long but 3-months were coming up and she was still feeling lonely. It had been a lot harder at first; she would catch herself crying all of a sudden and wouldn't know exactly why at first. She didn't do it as much now but it still happened.
It was a lot easier during the day to block out the sadness, pushing herself into school work, constantly staying in the library studying. All of her friends tried there hardest to get Maka out of her little grove of constantly studying. They would invite her over to hang out, through parties, have girls night out (Liz's idea) but it would only distract her for a short time. Once she got home it got the hardest. Luckily for the scythe meister Blair still lived with her. She had been a surprisingly great friend distracting Maka when needed or giving her comfort in her cat form. Maka was, for the first time ever, happy that her and Soul encountered the cat.
Maka sighed as she realized she should probably get going home to make herself dinner before it got too late. She gathered up her books and headed out the door towards the apartment.
When she entered the apartment she noticed how quiet it was immediately. She walked over to the table, setting her bag down, and picked up a note that was sitting on the table.
Maka,
I went to work. I won't be home until tomorrow. Don't stay in your room all night.
Blair :3
Maka giggled at first but then a frown appeared in her face. Alone all night wouldn't be good. She decided to quickly make herself some dinner to busy herself. She ate quietly with the TV on watching the random channel she switched it too not really knowing what it was. When she was done she cleaned her dishes. When she finished she turned around and leaned up on the counter. She couldn't help but look at the place where she last saw Soul. It always stung. Looking there always made it hard to breath. Saliva would get stuck in her throat and she would feel like she was going to get sick. But even if it made her feel this way she couldn't help but think about it. Her fingers gently grazed her lisp as she thought about that day.
Soul stood in the kitchen; his back slightly slouched as his eyes stared at the floor averting Maka's eyes.
"What do you mean you leaving," Maka's voice came out quiet and shaken.
"I've been assigned a mission, I can't say no Maka. I have to go."
"But but what about me, I'm your meister."
"Shinigami-sama said it would be best if you stayed behind or something like that."
"What do you mean something like that," Maka's voice rose to almost a yelling point.
"Don't yell Maka, it wont change a damn thing, and you know that. I'm leaving ok, I'll be back soon enough."
Before Maka could realize what she was doing she fell to the floor with a loud thud and tears started to form in her eyes.
"Maka don't cry, I'll be back soon ok," Soul seemed to jump to her when she fell.
"I don't understand I'm your meister I should be going with you."
"I don't get it either but don't cry, it wont change anything."
"Stop saying that."
"What, it won't change a thing." Their voices stared to get loud with each sentence. Maka stood suddenly her hands bawled into fists.
"Yes, I know it would change anything, it doesn't mean it won't happen." Soul stood, his head towering over Maka. His eyes were blazing red as he stared into Maka's soft green eyes.
"Will you stop for one moment?" His voice was quiet almost a whisper. It shocked Maka unbelievably this defiantly wasn't Soul like. "I get it you're pist, but there's nothing that can change it so just deal."
"Don't make it sound so nonchalant Soul. I get it you're excited to go, don't rub it in my face just leave."
"You're so stupid. I don't want to go, not without you but I have no fucking choice ok Damn it." Maka's eyes widened in shock.
"Soul," her voice was nothing but a whisper.
"Just don't do anything stupid while I'm gone ok. I want to come back to you. I want to come back to my meister."
And before either one of them could figure out what was happening Soul's lips were on Maka's. The kiss was soft, gentle and loving. Soul's arms slipped around Maka, one on her back and the other around her waist, pulling her close to him. Maka's arm slipped around his neck as they stayed like that for what seemed like forever. They eventually pulled away, gasping for air, as they stared into each other's eyes.
"Promise me you'll come back," Maka's voice was soft, almost scared.
"Only if you promise to be here when I return," his voice was much stronger. A blush appeared on Maka's cheeks as she nodded her head. A smirk spread across Souls mouth, showing his sharp teeth. "I'll be back before you know it."
And with that Soul picked up his bag, gave Maka one more kiss, and left. It didn't take long for Maka to fall onto the floor again as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Maka let a sigh out before lifting her hand up to brush a tear off of her cheek. She spent the night watching a movie before falling asleep in the couch.
Soul leaded back on his chair, his feet resting on the desk in front of him, staring up at the ceiling. He had been in this hellhole for 3 fucking months now and he was sick of it. At first he understood why he was here but now there was no real point. Azusa was a bitch most of the time, making him do paperwork and other time wasting task that she obviously didn't want to do. It was obvious that the mission was over for the most part so why couldn't he go home. Was Shinigami trying to torcher him, or maybe it was Azusa who wanted him to stay. He couldn't help but let his thoughts linger to his meister back home. He really hoped she was ok; she hadn't taken this well when he left. He had been so uncool when dealing with her that day. He couldn't help but think of all of the things he should of said. And that kiss. He could admit he had feelings for Maka, it just kind of happens when you're with someone so much, but did he have to kiss her. She might not have those kinds of feelings for him. But she did kiss him back.
Gah, I'm so stupid. I should have at least made the kiss not so needy; it could have been so much cooler.
"Soul someone's here to see you," Azusa disturbed his thoughts. Soul looked up at her staring into her cold eyes.
"Ok," he stood up from the chair and followed her to a conference room down the hall from his bedroom. Soul opened the door and walked in to meet the back of a chair and an undisclosed person sitting it if, facing away from him.
He hated all of this undisclosedness.
:D cliffhanger. I wonder who's sitting behind the chair? well i know but what do you think? New chapter will be up soon hopefully. Please Review, I will greatly apreceate it.
~JM
