Anthology of Soul Eater
AN: Hey guys! This is the first oneshot of my Anthology of Soul Eater!~
Anywho, here's the thing. You readers can review and tell me what to write about next, I don't promise I'll get to them all though, just fill in this form:
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Without further ado, here is the form for the first chapter;
Subject: Evil Soul
Pairing (Optional): Soul/Maka
Requirement: Eating Blaire, Demon must show up
Extra: Include Soul saying, "Cannibalism is frowned upon in most societies."
7:45
"Maaka, why don't you ever come when I need you?" Soul groaned, as he flipped back over on the couch and nursed his increasing hunger. Maka had been gone for over an hour now, leaving on one of her "errands" and leaving him to fend for himself for dinner. When it was obviously her turn to prepare it. Don't worry he'd show her, once she gets back he'll be ready to eat and Maka would feel so obligated that she would have to make him some food. But so far that wasn't working out so well.
"Soul! What are you doing lying around like that?" Blaire purred, appearing underneath the door frame to look over at Soul.
"Waiting for Maka." Soul said.
"You mean that girl still hasn't made you any food yet?" Blaire entered the living room, and if Soul had actually been paying enough attention he would have noticed her coming. The cat squeezed two arms around the boy and hugged him tightly, her breasts constricting Soul's airways while giving him a nose bleed at the same time. "Poor, poor Soul!" She cried out.
"Bl- Blaire-" Soul struggled to get away from the woman but she was too caught up in her rant to notice him struggle.
"I still don't see why you had to choose her over me! If it was up to me I would give you anything you want exactly when you want it!" She rocked the boy back and forth on her chest as she closed her eyes.
"If you cared about what I wanted you would get off of me!" Soul managed to find a way to breath and Blaire slightly gasped at this, releasing the boy from the hug. He fell backwards, off the couch, as he nursed his nosebleed now.
8:00
"Nosebleeds are so not cool." Soul complained, after finally stopping the flow of blood from his nose. He was back on the couch, and since his incident of terror was over he had nothing left to think of but his stomach growling once more.
Blaire had left the room a while ago, after the several minutes of Soul laying on the ground, accumulating blood. Once she had left Soul had seen his opportunity to get his face cleaned up. Ever since then he hadn't seen any sign of the cat, maybe she actually decided to leave him alone this time around.
Soul began to try to distract himself by watching some television to get his mind off of everything. Worrying was definitely not cool. Maka would walk through the door any minute now, how long could she stay out doing one errand anyways? He held his sanity tight by thinking like this, but outside the sun continued to go down and the moon began its entrance.
8:30
"Soul, you must know that Maka isn't coming home anytime soon." The demon mocked Soul as he fought to ignore the voice. He thought he had eaten that damn demon a long time ago, but he guessed that there was no real sure way to get rid of the pest.
"She'll be home soon." Soul breathed, "So don't hold your breath."
"Oh, I know I won't," The demon chuckled, and in Soul's mind he could see its smile getting bigger, "Because I can't feel hunger. But you can. Can't you feel it Soul? The gnawing feeling in the inside of your stomach?"
Soul's stomach growled in response as he mentally tried to flick away the demon.
"Exactly. What are you proving to Maka by starving yourself anyways?" The demon knew the answer, Soul was sure of that. But the demon wanted to hear the answer from Soul himself.
"If I eat without her she'll know that if she goes on her errands she can skip out on making dinner." Soul crossed his arms across his chest and pushed himself up against the couch, "And I don't want to have to end up having to do that everyday."
The demon laughed inside Soul's head and suggested, "You know, maybe your right. But then again, the house doesn't have any food anyways. Maka always has to buy it."
This accusation alarmed Soul as he looked sideways into the kitchen and at the refrigerator. Was it true that there was no food at all in there? He grunted as he pushed himself up from the couch and walked over to the fridge. His curiosity was getting the best of him, he knew, but the demon's influence seemed to be getting to him too.
"Yes, yes Soul. Check to see what Maka left you with." The demon encouraged Soul.
Soul opened the fridge, with a slight hope that the demon would be dead wrong and that there would magically be a steak waiting inside with a note from Maka reading; 'Soul, sorry I couldn't be here for dinner with you. Here is some steak I prepared before I left. Maka'. But once again his hopes were dashed as he opened the door to an empty refrigerator. Now that he thought about it he would be damned if Maka ever said sorry to him for anything she did. But the steak would have been nice.
Soul's stomach growled as he sighed at the sight. He slowly closed the door before turning around to notice Blaire standing in the doorway, a smile on her face.
"Well hello there." Blaire smirked, saluting Soul with her right hand before turning into a cat. The cat continued towards Soul and wrapped around his leg, purring and finally settling down at the back of his heel.
"This is your chance." The demon whispered into Soul's head.
It was extremely wrong but even Soul shared the thought with the demon as well. As long as there was no food in the house and he was stuck here he wouldn't be able to eat. Soul could just go out and get food, but he couldn't miss it if Maka came back home. So there was only one thing to do.
No, not even I would go that far, Soul tried to assure himself as the demon only nodded his head and rolled his eyes. Eating cats are definitely not cool.
"You did it once before. And remember, Blaire has eight lives, she would happily give you one of them knowing your sad state." The demon reasoned.
"You know, I think cannibalism is frowned upon in most societies." Soul said, looking down at Blaire who was sleeping soundly at his feet. His stomach lurched however at the idea of eating a soul and Soul had to keep the drool from going down his face. It had been a while since him and Maka had been assigned a mission though, and far too long to try to remember the last soul he had eaten. Maybe one soul would fill his hunger..
"Yes Soul. Do it."
9:30
"Soul! I'm home!" Maka pushed the door open as she walked through the door, a takeout bag hanging in her left hand. "I got some food on the way!"
She walked towards Soul's room but stopped when she heard a loud crash in the kitchen. Quickly she ran towards the sound, expecting the worst, but certainly not what she saw.
Soul stood next to a pot of boiling water, panting loudly, a butcher knife in his right hand and his left trying to balance himself up. Blaire the cat was crying softly in the corner of the kitchen, one paw up to her face, looking up at Soul. It was a scene that Maka could only classify as disturbing.
"Soul! What were you trying to do while I was gone?" Maka yelled.
Soul looked up surprisingly over to his meister, eying the takeout bag in her left hand. "Oh Maka, you finally came home."
"He took one of my spare tuna fish from the bowl in my room and he was trying to kill it!" Blaire cried, "I was going to save it for later. He said he wasn't even going to share with me."
"This wasn't exactly the idea I was going for either." The demon muttered in Soul's head at the restatement of what had happened earlier.
Soul merely grinned as he turned off the stove, placed the knife on the counter, and strode over to Maka. Grabbing the bag out of her hand he asked, "Now have you learned what happens when you leave me here to fend for myself for dinner when its your night to cook?"
Maka glared at Soul for a moment before asking, "Can you put that bag down for a moment?"
"Sure, what's up?"
"Maka chop!"
Yep, this was definitely not a cool night. Not at all.
AN: Hehe, I had a lot of fun writing this one down. :P And now we all know the inner-workings of Soul's mind. Although most of the time he ceases to amaze me. ;D