It was a regular day for Soul and Maka. It was sunday both at home just chillin without some guy behind their backs ready to dissect them or a redheaded idiot crying out his soul for his daughter. Nop. Just the two of them- well Soul at home watching Tv. Maka was...well god knows who where the hell she was.

"Damn, where the hell is the remote." Soul cursed looking everywhere for the remote.

Sighing he thought where he found the remote last time. Oh yeah underneath the couch cushion.

Grinning he stuck his hand between the two couch cushions expecting to find the remote so he could change the damn show from P.b.s to something a hell lot better. Seriously he idn't not need to know how to spell 'cat' cause he lived with one dammit! But Black*Star? He might need to be informed later. But instead of a remote he found something else rather interesting.

"A magazine?" Soul raised his eyebrows at the page it was turned at. "10 things you love about your Partner."

Curious of what they had to say he continued. 10 things he loved huh?

Number 10: Without her you would fail a test.

"Yeah right i fail a test even when she's fuckkin right next to me so what the fuck you sayin?"

Number 9: She's a know-it-all and you don't mind that one bit cause you're just a fat lazy ass.

"...i'm not fat! God what the hell is this shit!" Soul wondered if he should go on reading this crap. Curiosity got the better of him.

Number 8: With one swing she can knock out an redheaded idiot next to you.

"pfft, she only does that for her own good."

Number 7: Even though her skirt is short and you tell her to change it, you don't mind it a single bit cause you're a pervert and you like to see her teddy bear panties.

"THEIR STRAWBERRIES!"

Number 6:You admire her courage. Without that you would have been falling through the pits of hell.

"More like the pits of black blood..."

Number 5: You don't mind smelling her shampoo in the shower because it reminds you that she took a shower there, you sick perverted bastard.

"Hey! You can blame me, it's a hell lot better intoxicating my nose cells and getting the shit beat out of me for invading her 'privacy'..."

Number 4: Even though you make fun of her eye color saying it's the color of some serious poop or bacteria you wouldn't have it any other color because it never fades.

Snort. "Cheesy."

Number 3: You don't mind her being flat chested inwardly because then other guys wouldn't be checking her out.

"I feel like the creator of this shit is one hell of a stalker..."

Number 2: The feel of her touch each time she swings you in weapon form never fails to give you shivers because it reminds you of her touching you're ****.

"FUCKK THAT MOTHER OF ****"

Number 1: Lastly, without her, you wouldn't here right now.

"...Yeah. I can't argue with that."

Soul exhaled his breath looking up at the fan. He grinned.

"Of all the shitty things this piece of crap said, at least they got number 1 right." He smirked and found out that the remote had been hidden on the other side of the cushion.

Soul decided to keep the magazine for future references.

Somewhere behind the kitchen counter a pair of gold eyes looked straight at Soul mischievously. Her tail swished back and forth behind her showing she was pleased.

She giggled to herself,"Bu-Tan did a great job on '10 things you 3 about you're partner' for Soul. Nyah-haha, will Bu-Tan get fish tonight as reward? Mmm." Blair hummed away jumping off the counter in search of more paper.

"Now time for Maka."

a/n hehe isn't Blair just adorable? xD review if you agreed! ;D next is Maka's so stay tune!~

And for those who are wondering when the hell i'm gonna update 'My girlfriend is a boxer', yeah i'm stalling for that one cause i need to figure out in which direction i'm heading and stuff so i'm sorry for the wait -_- bear with me! :D