Chapter 1: The Madness?

'sizzling'

Soul awakens to loud sizzling of a pan. He sits up in his bed, blanket slipping off his pajamas and nearly off the bed. He took a deep, long inhale through his nose, taking in the delicious smell of cooking bacon, eggs, and pancakes. He slowly swings his legs over the side of the bed, hunching over with his elbows resting on his thighs, rubbing his eye lids then yawns and stretches. The blanket that had been covering him was nearly off his body and hanging over the bed. He slightly tilts his head peering at his alarm clock and he noticed it was 10:00am. He shifts his head facing back towards the floor and a little grin grows across his face.

"10? on a Saturday? Thats just too early!" he grins widely "Not cool Maka," he mumbles to himself letting out a small chuckle. He sluggishly gets out of bed and stretches his whole body out to wake up a bit. He walks to his bedroom door, his hand reaches the handle and turns the it. He creeks it open and walks forward into the dim hallway. He closes the door behind him and stuffs his hands in his pant pockets and walks towards the kitchen.

"Hey Maka, I'd appreciate if yo..." his mouth drops, his eyes widened at his meister who was standing in front of the stove, cooking in nothing but frilly crimson and black lingerie. 'nose bleed'

"AH! MAKA WHAT THE HELL? PUT SOME CLOTHES ON WILL YA?"

He complains to his meister but she's still standing there, cooking and not even acknowledging him.

"Maka? You hear me?" He settles his hand on one of her shoulders and turns her body to face him. Soul looks at her face about to yell then his angered expression disappears and changed to pure shock and worry. Maka's head was somewhat tilted to the right, her eyes wide, the left one twitching, and her pupils nonexistent. A large, harsh smile that spreads across her face ear to ear and her giggling echoes through the room

"Maka, the madness it's..." before he could finish she grabbed him by the shirt an flung him into a chair and climbed on the table giggling as she plays with his shirt then ripping it up!

"What the fuck? Maka snap out of it!" her giggling stopped and listened to Soul. "Orge said you got rid of him, so what go..." she hindered him from continueing with his sentence once again as she threw him across the living room. Soul crashed into the the wall, leaving cracks where he hit and lands on his side, breaking a few ribs against the floor. He looks up only to see his meister running at him full speed in her half weapon form.

"Oh shit!" he managed muter as Maka picked him up by his matted hair and pins him forcefully against the wall with her scythe arm at his throat.

"Maka. If you can hear me please don't do this!" he cries but Maka begins to burst out in unsettling giggling and she just twitches her arm to move the blade across his throut.

'gasp' 'sizzling'

Soul jumps up to find himself still in bed looking around the room. He he lets out a sigh of relief as he plants his head in both his hands as he mumbles under his breath, "but...it felt so real" he shakes his head and glanced at his clock. To his amazement, it was exactly 10 o'clock.

"Now that's just plain weird!" He said as he got out of bed, stretched and took in a deep breath. He smelt bacon in the air and followed the scent to his bedroom door. He slowly creeps out of his room peering over in the kitchen. Maka was standing infront of the stove, cooking breakfast but in sweat pants and a sweater zipped all the way up. Everything seemed to be normal, but something was off but he couldn't put his finger on it. Everything looked exactly the same and in the right order and place. Before he could figure it out he hears a loud screech behind him.

"Oh soul-kun!" it was Blair. He turned around only to see the kitty wearing a black, see-through, lingerie, thigh-high dress. Underneath said dress, a laced bra with matching panties covered her ladies parts. She pounced on him down to the ground before he could really see what she had on.

"I've been waiting for you to get up sleepy head. The blondy over there is no fun! So I say we should head to my room and role play! Hmm? How 'bout it cutie? Wanna be my little experiment?" Maka angerly groaned to herself and brutally whipped the eggs then poured the poor beaten eggs into the hot pan. As Maka threw her silent little hissy fit, Blair quickly spun around and was suddenly wearing a lab coat, plastic gloves and glasses holding a vile. Soul thought to himself 'what the hell is wrong with this cat?' then he finally sees the lingerie and there goes a nose bleed.

Blair just giggles and grabs him by the ankle

"I'll take that as a yes!" she giggles once again. Maka just sighs as she cooks their food. He then realizes Blair was dragging him to her room and he shouts!

"WHAT THE HELL BLAIR! LET ME GO DAMMIT! I don't wanna be any part of this! MAKA!" He knew it was totally uncool asking for help from a chick but it was Maka. The strongest girl he knew. Come to think of it, she's the smartest and one of the prettiest as well but stubborn to the bone, that was for sure! Maka sighs again.

"Blair stop! Come get your food guys!"

"Aw!" she let go of Soul and slowly walked to the table with a frown. "I wasn't gonna hurt you. Well, only if you wanted me to!" she puts a smile back on her face and winks at him then skips to the kitchen. Soul got up and the expression on his face was complete embarrassment and a little hint anger.

"Why the hell must she always do that?" he mumbled to himself as he to walked to the kitchen then sat at the table in the seat furthest away from Blair. The whole time they sat and ate, Soul couldn't help but to take a few glances at Maka. Remembering his dream and wondering if it was possible. Could the madness really still be in her? He shook his head and finished his plate and then walked to the living room to turn the television on his favorite channel. The two young ladies soon followed and watched whatever he had put on. Soul sat at the end of the the couch leaning on the arm rest. Maka was in the middle of the couch because that's just were she happened to plop down. And Blair was siting in the matching chair beside the couch doing something that involved repeating pumpkin over and over again. No one really noticed but then again people don't tend to care what Blair did anymore. With the exception of soul since he's harassed by her everyday. Maka didn't notice because she's been so tired due to all of the studying she had done lately. Their final before summer was coming up and she wanted to be sure she would pass. Even though she's never failed a written exam before but Maka with her obsession. Last week she took notes for 8 hours straight, then last night she stayed up until 2 am and she fell asleep hunched over a book. Soul had to put her to bed and he was only up because he was playing some RPG game. Maka started dosing off and she slid down and ended up asleep on Souls shoulder. He looks at her and he gives off a big grin as he slightly blushes.

"You worry me sometimes Maka." he mumbles as his eyes peer back to the television set, but his mind was else where. He wondered if his dream meant something or if it was just nothing.

''Could the madness still be inside her without her knowing?'' he thought to himself. ''She's way too smart for that! Right?''