Losing Touch

A/N: Hi! I know. You probably hate me because I completely dropped my other story. Well I have writers block as to how the rest of that story will play out. So once I get an idea, I will continue that story. But in the meantime, I have concocted (I sound like a mass scientist now...) a story based off of my favorite anime, Soul Eater. It's not really my genre to write in, but oh well! I gotta try right? Don't hate if you don't like it though.. enjoy!

-JLyn

Maka woke up in the middle of the night, unaware as to why. She scrambled in the pitch dark to the kitchen for a glass of water. On her way to the kitchen, the room began to light up. Moving lights danced on the walls. The TV was on. She sighed. She hated it when Soul had late nights like this. She walked towards the TV to turn it off. And there Soul was. Sound a sleep like a baby, curled up on the couch. She smirked. She always thought he was perfect when he was asleep. She walked soundlessly to the couch, squatted down to face him, and picked him up.

I thought the men were supposed to carry the women to bed. Not the other way around! She thought to herself. But she wasn't going to let him slack off tonight, like he usually attempts to. Tomorrow, they had to show a new miester around the DWMA. They were only doing it because Soul's grades were dropping. And it was worth a lot of extra credit.

Maka walked down the hall to Soul's room. She quietly opened the door, and tiptoed into the room. The room was a mess as usual, so she stumbled to his bed. She layed him down and began to walk out of the room.

"Maka?" Soul asked.

"Yeah?"

"What were you doing?"

"You fell asleep on the couch, I brought you to your bed." She struggled to smile. She already felt awkward enough.. Soul laughed.

"Oh I'm sure you just wanted an excuse to hold me." He said drowsily, yet managed to keep a smile on. Maka smirked.

"Yeah, whatever. Save it for Blair." She said with a flirtatious edge to her voice. Soul stood up and walked towards her. Maka felt somewhat happy, and nervous. She's only had these feelings for him, for a little while. Was she ready for whatever he was planning to do? She was sweating. She could feel it. She felt like a billion butterflies were let loose in her stomach. He reached over and picked a strand of her hair.

"Your hair's dry.." He said. With the slightest smile.

"No. I thought it was wet." She said sarcastically and flirtasiously.

"Me too." His smile faded. He dropped the hair and turned away. "Goodnight Maka."

Her heart sank. That's it? She thought. "Goodnight." She mumbled and turned around to walk out of his bedroom. She walked in a disappointed manner to her bedroom. She sighed and curled up in her bed, feeling somewhat of rejection...

The next day...

Maka woke up bright and early. She didn't get much sleep. But she had to prepare Soul for the tour for the new miester. She didn't know much about the miester. Just that she's a girl. Honestly, Maka didn't even want to tag along. But Soul didn't know much about being a miester. And yes, the school would teach her how, but what if the information Soul gave her was incorrect? That could seriously screw up a fight in her future, and could be of serious danger. So Maka decided she would be there, just to correct Soul if needed.

She walked to Soul's door. She could hear his snoring. He only snored if he was nervous about something. This worried Maka. She opened the door without knocking, or thinking for that matter, and walked over to Soul's bed. She crouched down so she was at the same level as him. She smiled. She was rarely this close to his face. She touched his shoulder and gently rubbed it in a slight circle. His eyes slowly opened. He smiled when he saw her.

"Still can't keep your hands of me, can you?" He said. He yawned.

Something like that.. Maka thought to herself. Suddenly, Soul leaned over, placed his hands on her hips and picked her up. He placed her on top of him. Maka was blushing. She could feel it. And it was obvious Soul could tell she was blushing, because he smirked.

"Soul.. what are you doing?" Maka asked, fighting back a killer smile.

"I just.. wanted to thank you for all that you do for me."

"And.. So.. putting me on top of you is how you thank me?" She tested.

"Well, not exactly." He said. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in closer then what she was, forcing her only support, her elbows, to collapse and give in. She just lied there. She didn't know what to do. A part of her wanted to push him back and say no. Then the other part just wanted to stay there. Wrapped his arms, forever. She felt safe. But also scared.

Eventually, he released her. Setting her down on the ground gently. She looked at him. Staring deep into his eyes. Trying to see what this boy was thinking.

"Come on. You need to get ready for that tour." She walked out into the hallway. He followed her, but stopped in the doorway, leaning on the hinges to the door. He had his arms crossed.

"I want you to come wth me on this tour, Maka." Soul said quietly.

"I was already planning on going with you." She answered. Soul smiled. But it quickly faded.

"Good." He said as he turned away, and gently closed the door behind him. Maka just stared at the door. She was sick of all the mixed signals from him. She had to tell him how she felt about him.

One hour later...

The two got to the DWMA to find Lord Death and a girl they didn't know beside him. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, a few freckles on her face, and was a little bit shorter than Maka was. She wore very little make up. Just lip gloss. Soul couldn't take his eyes off of her. He looked at her like this girl was the most stunning women here had ever seen.

"Ah. Soul! Maka! So glad to see you! But umm... Maka? What ate you doing here? This is Soul's tour." Maka opened her mouth to answer, but was cut off by Soul.

"She was just dropping me off!" He said, still looking at the girl. She acted as if she didn't notice. But she noticed, it was obvious. The way she turned her head away from him, yet smiled. Maka shot her head in his direction. She was hurt. "Right Maka?"

"..right.." She said in a sad voice.

"Well great! Soul, meet Ana."

A/N: So how did you like this first chapter? Watch or review if you want me to continue!

-JLyn