A Walk in her Shoes

Pairing: SoMa
Warnings: Language, sexual situations. However, no actual lemons.

Soul didn't get it.

He was used to the whole once-a-month-his-meister-and-pervy-cat-get-bitchy thing, but really, this was the worst it had ever been. They were both cranky at the same time, this month.

"Soul, what happened to the ice cream? I just bought a half gallon of rocky road last week. Did you eat it again? Gods, you're so inconsiderate!"

And then that cat walked in, empty carton and spoon in hand. "Soul-kun, do we have any more of that yummy chocolate-marshmallow ice cream?"

"You ate all my ice cream! You slutty cat!"

"Well, if you ate it, all the fat would go to your thighs, not your boobs like you're hoping."

Soul thought Maka's legs were perfect. She didn't have to worry about gaining weight, though a bit of a boost in the boob department would be nice. He turned the page in the book he was pretending to read, wondering how long it would take for this fight to come to blows.

"I have nice legs. And I exercise enough to not gain weight." Was she a mind reader or something? "The only exercise you get, is in bed!"

"At least I get some, Tiny Tits!"

"My legs aren't as wide open as yours, bitch!"

"I'll have you know I have to turn down ninety percent of men because they're not good enough."

"Oh, because that's so hard." She crossed her arms. Soul pretended to prop his head on his hand, absorbed in the book. This position filtered out some of the shrill screaming. "I fight kishin for a living! You're just a flirt!"

"You don't have an empathetic bone in your body!" She paused, then held up a finger, pointing at Maka. "Pumpkin, pumpkin…"

"Shit!" Soul cursed. The cat cast her spell, and he tried to throw himself in front of his meister. He was too late, though. It rammed into her – and nothing happened.

Blair looked stunned.

Maka giggled.

A meister with soul perception would have seen two souls switch places.

Maka found herself staring. At herself, who giggled in a flirty, sexy way she would never have managed if she had been in her own body.

((Hey, everyone, it's EP! Welcome to my latest fic. Have you ever taken a shower, and come up with a really good idea, and you just know if you don't write it down that second you'll forget it? Yay for me, I actually wrote this one down. I'm not quite sure where I'm going with it yet, but I'm hoping your reviews (if I get any,) will help me out.

Thanks!

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