Why hello internet...or rather the people that use it, haha^0^ first I want to say thanks for choosing to read this X) I noticed that there werent that many SteinxMaka fics so I thought maybe I should attempt at writing one. I mean Why the hell not? right?

Oh and just to warn you this story will NOT have a happy ending..well it will but it just wont end in the way you'd expect...so the ending will be happy..but..its...an unexpected one...hmmm so yeah scratch that. It WILL have a happy ending but it'll be an unexpected one. yeah thats better :D well that's what I'm going for anyway.

And I also did my very best to not make any grammatical/spelling errors ( biggest pet peeve ever) but if you spot one please let me know..I dont care how small it is XD

Well I'll stop rambling and I'll see you at the bottom Author's note :)

DISCLAIMER: I do most obviously not own Soul Eater, because if I did Stein would appear every ten seconds in each episode and he would never be wearing a shirt.

Chapter 1: Stop Staring

"Maka."

"Maka"

"Maka!"

"What Soul!"

"Can you stop staring? It's not cool", Soul said in a rather annoyed tone. He was leaning back on his seat with his feet propped up on the desk. Both his hands were placed behind his head. His pose gave him the look of absolute nonchalance which is what he most probably was aiming for.

"I was not staring Soul! I was just analyzing him!", Maka said through clenched teeth, annoyed at being interrupted in her observations.

"Really? Since when do you 'analyze' people? Especially with a dreamy look on your face?", Soul retorted. By now he had a smirk since he knew he had Maka cornered. He turned to face her to find she had an exceptionally large green book in her hands. Where did that come from?

"MAKA CHOP!"

"OW!"

They were currently in homeroom waiting for Franken Stein to finish roll call. Maka's father, Spirit, had just introduced him as a new teacher at DWMA (much to the dismay of four students,no scratch that-make that three since Maka didn't seem to mind- who had only fought him a few days before). As soon as he stepped into the room Soul noticed Maka stop reading (studying he supposed) and proceeded to intensely stare at Stein.

It was weird. And not cool.

Sure, she had been pretty intimidated by his soul's power but hadn't she gotten over that? But he also knew she had not really gotten over the fact that he had lifted up her shirt in their first encounter with the guy but he didn't think that merited intense staring. Probably some embarrassment or signs of anger could be expected but staring? And with dreamy looking eyes at that. In his mind none of this made sense.

"Don't poke your nose into business that doesn't concern you", Maka said with a glare, picking up her pencil to start jotting notes down (Apparently, Stein was going to take his job seriously and not go easy on them be it his first day as a teacher or not). "and for the record, I did not have a dreamy look on my face".From her peripheral she saw Soul turn away from her in a huff while holding his sore head. She kinda felt bad for being rough on him but it really wasn't his business. But...had she really been staring? Damn it.

She knew she had a small attraction to the guy even if he was...old. Well, he wasn't that old really, just in his early thirties like her papa, but to a teen her age that was too old for something romantic to happen between them. She knew that. Still though. It was that ever since fighting him at the Patchwork Lab she couldn't rid her thoughts of him. It was maddening. She hadn't gone a day without having her mind plagued with Stein-related thoughts. Stupid scientist.

At first she had been deeply disturbed at his obviously superior power as a meister and also having some strange man pull her pigtail with one hand and lift up her shirt with the other wasn't so great either. Even if he hadn't touched her inappropriately at all she had felt somewhat violated. That had been such an invasion of personal space! Completely unnecessary considering it was just a fight for their remedial class. But looking back on that now she had to admit she had maybe...kind of...enjoyed that. Maybe.

It wasn't her fault really. Stein was cute (even if he had a giant screw driven into the side of his head) and she had never been really touched like that. And thanks to her soul perception she was able to look at his soul and she liked what she saw. Even if it had freaked her out at its immense size and power along with its many obscure areas of madness she had taken a liking to it. She also admired his fighting skills. The guy wasn't referred to as the best weapon meister to graduate from DWMA for nothing.

But really, what was she thinking? Stein was totally creepy! Maybe it isnt attraction after all. Just admiration. Yeah that had to be it! He was a skilled meister and she admired him for it! How stupid of her, thinking she liked the guy. Haha.

Maka giggled. By now she had stopped writing and had resumed her staring (or admiring in her mind) of Stein, deciding it was better to just watch him talk and attempt to memorize what he said than just write notes down. Soul, who was sitting to her left, had been the whole time looking at her with a worried look on his face. She had at one point stopped writing (still hunched over her notebook and pen in hand) sighed a few times, blushed furiously at one point, sighed a bit more, only to giggle a bit and put her pen down and closed her book only to start staring at Stein...again. Seriously, what was wrong with her? Maybe she was...no that was absurd, she couldn't be. Could she? He shook his head, no it had to be something else. Or maybe it was nothing after all. You could never know for sure when it came to teenage girls. No scratch that. Make that women in general.

"Class dismissed", Stein said from the front of the room, gently waving his hand dismissively at the students.

He went to sit behind his desk ( he had explained at the start of class his rolling office chair had broken a wheel and he was getting a new one tomorrow as an answer to Black Star's question) as students all around the room began to collect their things and make their way to the lunchroom. Soul was getting up to leave too when he noticed Maka hadn't moved an inch. He couldn't help to give an exasperated sigh at her.

" You do realize its time to leave right?" he asked her while giving her a poke on the shoulder.

She gave a slight jump and turned to look at him, " you go to lunch, I'll catch up with you", she flashed him an innocent smile.

Her plan was to ask a question about today's class despite her knowing the answer. She just wanted a chance to talk to him since she admired him. He wasn't buying it though. He didn't like the idea of her being in a room alone with him. The guy was obviously psychotic (honestly, who on earth would stick a giant screw in their head?) and with her acting all weird, it just wasn't a good idea.

"No Maka, lets just go together. I bet Blackstar and Tsubaki are already waiting for us." He dug his hands in his pockets in an attempt to look remotely cool since being the last students left in the classroom was not.

This was starting to annoy her. She didn't like being bossed around. Besides she only wanted a few minutes to talk to Stein and Soul was just ruining it. The idiot!

They began to argue. Loudly. Down at the front of the room, Stein had been looking into the contents' of the desk's drawers. Nothing remotely interesting to be found. Just some random pencils, papers, and other office supplies. He had noticed that Soul Evans and Maka Albarn had both been dawdling but had paid it no mind. They had grown quite loud though so he looked up only to find Evans with both arm's around the girl's waist in an attempt to drag her towards the door but failing since Albarn was clutching her desk for dear life. He was screaming at her to let go and she was screaming at him to let go of her...and to stop being a jerk. Stein frowned slightly. This was no way for them to behave. And they were causing way too much noise. Wasn't it their lunch period anyway?He didn't need this. Besides he was forced to intervene before Albarn broke the desk, or Evans broke her. Either way.

"Why don't both of you let go and go to lunch?", he said with a raised eyebrow.

They stopped at his abrupt interruption, both jumping slightly since they had apparently forgot he had been in the room with them. Albarn did nothing but stare at him but Evans took this opportunity to gather their stuff and push her out the door. She managed to mumble out an apology as they left.

"Have a nice lunch!" he waved at their retreating backs then, he proceeded to get up and walk around the room. That had been odd. Oh well, those were teens for you. So hormonal...

Well, he was their teacher now and would try his best to mentor them and guide them in the right direction. He also wondered why Albarn had stared at him the whole time...Must be his screw. He guessed it did take a while for people to get used to it, a couple other students had been staring at it too.

Oh well, they would get used to him in time.

While thinking he had gravitated back towards his desk. Damn he missed his chair. And talking about missing stuff, he missed his old friend Spirit. Or tormenting him at least. Since coming back, they hadn't really had a chance to have a real conversation. He decided to go talk to him since he had a couple periods free. And with that, he left his classroom in search of the Death-Scythe.

So there it is! My first ever fanfic! no, wait, I'm lying -.- It's actually my second piece of writing that isn't for school, the first being this Bleach oneshot I wrote (I might upload it later).

So how did I do? Please Review! X) that'd be just awesome!

oh and I'm planning on uploading a new chapter every weekend at least but I might actually do like 2 a week.