Hey guys! New Story here from Lemon and Kiwi!
We went to see Footloose on Friday, and that one itty bitty scene where Ren is in a greasy T-shirt inspired this. So yeaaaaah, it's almost completely made of fanservice.
Kind of mature for implied sexy times. LOL. Love it.
Anyways, hope you enjoy, and don;t forget to review!
He swiped his grease-stained arm across his sweaty forehead for the umpteenth time that day.
Soul's motorcycle broke down on the way home from school the other day, so now he was stuck in the garage, slaving away to fix his broken 'baby'.
Cursing under his breath as sweat dripped from every inch of him, he took a step back from his bike to take a look at what he should do next.
He frowned as he looked at all the scratches in the shiny orange paint.
The bike was severely abused. It had been abandoned numerous times during missions; skidded across sidewalks, flipped on its side and knocked down streets in the heat of the moment. It was in desperate need of a repair.
Soul grabbed a can of orange spray paint. He figured that since the engine broke down, he might as well give the bike a full overhaul.
"Damn it's hot." He muttered under his breath, shaking the can and spraying a piece of paper to test its color before starting on the bike. He was completely unaware that he was being watched.
"Oh my god..." Liz whispered from their hiding place at the mouth of the garage.
"Shhhh! Be quiet or he'll hear us!" Tsubaki urged, unable to take her eyes of the white haired teen who was currently bent over slightly, examining a particularly deep gash in the paint.
His white T-shirt was soaked with sweat and grease and clung to his chest in different areas. The girls currently spying on him could barely contain the blood from pouring out of their noses.
He began to spray the scratched surface of his precious bike just as Maka and Patty were approaching Liz and Tsubaki with Deathbucks Coffee.
"Hey guys, what are you looking at?" asked Maka, much too loud for Tsubaki's liking.
"SHUT UP!" she whispered harshly, covering Maka's mouth and dragging her and Patty over to where she and Liz were hiding.
"I'm sorry, Maka, but if you don't jump your boyfriend soon, I WILL." stated Liz. Maka peeked into the door of the garage to see what they were talking about and almost fell over.
Now, Maka was a good girl. She achieved top grades, was a fantastic meister, respected her peers and elders and had never really entertained thoughts about things like dating and boys like Liz and Patty did.
Her innocent mind was stained the moment she peeked her head around the corner.
When had her partner gotten so damn…SEXY?
She stared at his grease-stained shirt, pants, well built arms and slowly brought her gaze up to his face. His eyebrows were furrowed with intense concentration and his sharp crimson eyes trained on the gaudy orange motorcycle. One side of his mouth was pulled down slightly in the corner, showing off a hint of his pearly serrated teeth. His face was smudged with grease in various places.
Her mind just barely processed all of this before he straightened up, wiping his arm across his face (leaving more smudges) and crossed his arms in front of his chest, fingertips gripping the bottom hem of his t-shirt.
"Oh god..." Tsubaki whispered, eyes growing wide. Liz's breathing hitched slightly and her grip on Maka's arm tightened. Patty let out a low whistle, bending down to get a better view.
Maka almost passed out.
The shirt was off.
Soul threw his shirt behind him and continued inspecting his bike. Now that he had finished painting it, he should let it sit to dry for a while.
He went to the cooler in the corner of the garage, grabbed a paper cup, and poured himself some cold water. When he quenched his thirst, he used to rest of the water to cool himself off by pouring the cold liquid over his head.
"Sweet Lord, this is too much," growled Liz, tightening her grip on Maka's arm, as the latter just gaped at her weapon.
Liz looked down at the blushing girl, whose green eyes were completely fixed on her albino weapon.
She grinned suddenly, an evil idea popping into her brain and lighting up her blue eyes. She straightened from her crouched position, the wicked smirk still in place on her face as the rest of the girl's looked up at her, their attention momentarily ripped away from the boy who had gone back to fixing his bike.
"Liz?" Tsubaki asked, "What is it?"
"Heh..." said girl began to fluff out her hair and brought out a small compact mirror and lip gloss she kept in the pocket of her jeans.
"Sis?" Patty's blue eyes looked at her older sibling, clearly confused.
"Liz what are you doing?" Maka inquired.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" she replied haughtily. "I'm getting ready to jump his bones." She closed the compact mirror and pursed her lips. "How do I look?"
"Um, no?" Maka replied easily. "He's my partner. You can't do that." She began to glare.
"Well, you're not making any moves soon, are you darling?" Liz winked and she turned to walk into the garage.
Maka gaped. 'OH HELL NO!' she thought.
"Hey, Soul!" said Liz as she walked into the garage. Soul looked up from his work and greeted her with a smile.
"Oh hey, Liz! What's up?" he asked innocently.
"Not too much, I was just walking by and I noticed you were in here working on your bike, so I came to see how you were doing." she replied, batting her eyelashes slightly seductively.
Soul raised an eyebrow. 'Is she coming on to me?' he thought.
Maka watched this scene unfold, her blood boiling the entire time. She, however, had a few tricks up her sleeve. The Partner card, and The Roommate card. Both could easily win this, because they knew each other better than anyone else. She grabbed the cold bottle of iced tea and stood.
She was goin' in.
"Sooouuuul!" she called out sweetly, and his face instantly brightened. "I brought you some Iced Tea! It's so hot out, and I knew you were in here, so I brought this for you!" she smiled sweetly.
"Aww thanks, Maka!" He grinned, pulling her into a hug.
'Eat that, Liz. I got the hug.' She thought evilly.
Liz wanted to grin so badly, everything was playing out to her plan perfectly. It was time to take it to the next level. She quickly composed her expression while Maka handed the drink to Soul and he took a big swig.
"Soul?" She called out to him, claiming his attention once again. She held out her hand, palm up and plastered a sweet smile on her face. "Can I have a sip? It's really hot out here."
"Uhhh... sure." He handed over the beverage after a moment's hesitation, slightly confused and oblivious to the heated glare Maka was sending the elder Thompson.
"What is she doing?" Tsubaki whispered to Patty, both were transfixed on the scene playing out before them. Patty giggled, recognizing the fake smile stuck on her sister's face.
"Isn't it obvious?" She sang under her breath, "She's acting!"
"Huh?" Tsubaki was still confused.
"She's acting like that to make Maka jealous. She's trying to get Maka and Soul together." Patty explained.
Liz took a swig and licked her lips. She wiped her mouth seductively and handed the bottle back to Soul, who took it with a look of confusion.
"Ahhh," she sighed, "thank you very much, Soul. That was refreshing." She said as her eyes travelled across his bare chest.
Soul, now feeling extremely uncomfortable, had never felt so naked before in his life. "Um, it's no problem…" he mumbled quietly, completely oblivious to Maka's growing glare.
Liz was not finished though. 'This one ought to get a rise out of Maka…' she thought.
"So Soul…" said Liz, coming closer. "Have you been working out? You look great!" she winked.
"ALRIGHT THAT'S IT. EVERYONE OUT. NOW." Maka yelled.
Liz let herself grin this time, and instead took another step forward closer to the now very wary boy who watched her cautiously. She dragged a well-manicured finger down his scar and looking him directly in the face.
"Does it still hurt?" She asked 'innocently'.
"Liz..." Maka growled.
"Uh...sometimes.." Soul squirmed slightly under her touch, completely uncomfortable. His unease grew even more when she leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"I could help take your mind off it y'know." She emphasized every word.
"LIZ!" Maka shrieked.
Both Soul and Liz brought their attention immediately to the ash blonde girl who was currently fuming with rage. She stalked forward and grabbed the back of Liz's shirt, yanking her away from Soul. The demon gun protested lightly as she was pushed roughly towards the entrance of the garage. Maka stopped her mission to get Liz the hell out of there only for a second to smash her thick copy of Shakespeare's plays into her partner's skull before she began pushing again.
She shoved Liz out of the garage and slammed the door shut.
Maka whirled on Soul, who was now on the ground nursing his abused skull. He shied away from her fierce glare. Soul's heart began to race in fear as she began to stalk towards him.
"I-I didn't do anything, Maka!" he tried to explain. He was so dead.
She dropped to her knees and grabbed him harshly, slamming her lips on his.
His eyes widened in shock, but soon gave up and returned this forced kiss. Maka pressed him closer to the ground and climbed on top of him, kissing him furiously.
Liz was laughing hysterically now, mission a complete success.
"What the hell was that?" scolded Tsubaki.
"Hey, it was completely necessary." said Liz, matter-of-factly.
"Poor Soul. Never meant to hurt anyone." sighed Tsubaki, now sad that the glorious torso show was over.
"Well, it couldn't be helped." Liz shrugged.
"What couldn't be helped?" A deep drawl came from behind them. The three female weapon's turned to see Kidd walking towards them, hands in the pockets of his pants with Black Star at his heels.
"N-nothing!" Stammered Tsubaki, blushing lightly at being caught.
"Yeah, nothing!" Liz laughed nervously, scratching the side of her head before clamping her hand over her sister's mouth as she started singing 'Soul and Ma~ka sittin' in a tree!'.
Kidd raised an eyebrow at the slightly flustered group of girls as Black Star spoke up, putting his arms behind his head.
"Hey have you guys seen Soul? We wanna play a game of basketball."
"Um…he might be…busy at the moment," said Liz carefully.
"What's going on?" asked Kid, a bit suspicious now.
"Nothing!" said Liz, "Although I'm pretty sure the paint job Soul just did on his bike is going to be ruined…" she muttered out of the corner of her mouth to the rest of the girls. The ladies proceeded to giggle madly.
Kid looked Liz in the eye and spoke carefully. "What's going on, and I want the truth."
Liz sighed. "You really want to know?" she asked, a smirk growing on her face.
Kid nodded.
"There may or may not be a hot make-out session between Maka and Soul in this garage behind us."
Kid and Black Star just stared.
A loud crash was heard from inside the garage.
There was a moment of silence between the 5 friends before Kidd turned around suddenly and began walking quickly away from the garage.
"Forget I asked." He muttered as Liz and Patty ran to catch up with him the latter giggling like crazy. Tsubaki took one last look at the closed door before following after the Death God and his weapons with a sigh, still replaying the mental image of Soul's half naked body through her mind. It took her a moment to realize that her meister was not walking beside her.
"Black Star?" She called softly to the blue haired ninja who was still staring at the door with a thoughtful expression. With a small huff he turned around to join his partner and put his arms behind his head again.
"They seriously need to get laid."
Soul and Maka sat on the ground with their backs to the table in the garage, Soul's pants clumsily thrown back on, Maka wearing nothing but her paint-stained panties and Soul's dirty T-shirt.
Soul sat there wide-eyed and confused. 'What…the hell was that?' He thought.
Maka cleared her throat and turned to look at him.
His slightly nervous and confused look made her giggle.
"You alright?" she asked.
"Y-yeah." He said, eyes still wide. "You?"
"Fantastic!" She beamed.
Soul stared back at his bike and frowned.
"What's the matter?" Maka asked, concerned.
"What the fuck happened to my bike?" he asked, a mildly disturbed expression on his face.
"I think we knocked it over when…you know…" she mumbled.
He frowned again before turning his gaze back to his fidgeting meister.
"Speaking of which," he spoke slowly, "Mind explaining what that was all about?"
Maka glanced at him nervously before raising her arm to scratch the back of her head, lifting up the thin t-shirt she was wearing to expose a strip of creamy white skin. Soul stated at it for a moment before refocusing on the beet red face of the girl.
"Um...well...you see...Liz said...ahaha...I don't know?" she finally met his eyes and gave a slight shrug, "I guess I just got really, really jealous and angry."
A wicked grin spread across Soul's face and he laughed, a deep throaty chuckle before leaning over to yank on one of Maka's pigtails playfully.
"Remind me to get you angry more often." He teased, "You're way less boring."
He caught the anger that flashed through her green eyes.
"Wait, wait, wait, Maka! I didn't mean it like that!"
He barely had time to get out a sentence before the book hit him square in the face.
He pulled the book off of his face, guffawing loudly as Maka joined in. The two of them laughed until they hurt, and Soul was still giggling as she began to speak again.
"Fuck, I really need a shower." He said, wiping some laughter-induced tears from his eyes.
"God, but you're so hot when you're all greasy and stuff." She sighed.
He stared at her, his signature smirk on his face. "Well, maybe if you ladies enjoy it when I barely wear clothes, we should make this a recurring event…" He stated, a sly grin on his face.
"Only for me," she replied quickly, "because I can be a jealous bitch." She gave him a warning glare.
"Deal." He winked as he stood and held his hand out to help her up.
"Deal." She agreed as she took his hand and the two of them started gathering their discarded clothes and heading up to their apartment.
…
Elsewhere, Spirit Albarn was clutching his chest in surprise. Something felt terribly out of place, like the balance in his world had shifted, the equilibrium thrown off.
After a few moments of heavy breathing he straightened and stretched, the awful feeling subsiding. He had no clue what it had been and brushed it off to the side as he continued his trek to the door of the Death Room, daydreaming about the ways he could make his darling daughter accept and love him.
WE APOLOGIZE. THE THOUGHT NEEDED TO ESCAPE FROM OUR BRAINS AND IT WAS THE SEXIEST THING I'VE EVER IMAGINED (LIES).
Anywho, hope you liked it, and don't forget to REVIEW
xo Lemon and Kiwi