Hello again people of FanFiction! I'M BACK! And I have a new story for you! Okay I have to say that this is pretty random, but I am going to try to make this story at least 3 chapters long. YAY MY FIRST NON-ONESHOT! Okay enough of me, let's get to the story!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN SOUL EATER, IT BELONGS TO IT'S RIGHTFUL OWNERS.
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"Hurry up Soul! It's almost 5! We were supposed to be there already!" Maka was making her way down the apartment complex pulling Soul along by his wrist. (Well actually more like DRAGGING him along.) Soul sighed in annoyance. He didn't like being manhandled, or in this case, Makahandled.
"Where are we going anyway? You don't tell me anything! And I wouldn't have taken long if SOMEONE wasn't hogging the bathroom…" He jerked his arm, causing Maka's grip to loosen around his wrist. Maka let go of Soul, turned around, and placed her hands on her hips. She completely ignored his question.
"May I remind you that I actually care about how look in public? Unlike a certain someone I know who doesn't even brush their hair!" Maka emphasized her sarcasm by pointing at the unruly mane Soul called his hair.
"And may I remind YOU that I have naturally messy hair, and besides, it pulls the whole cool look together." Soul combed his fingers through his hair as if to show her that he was right. Now it was Maka's turn to sigh in annoyance. Caught off guard, Soul was once again being dragged along the ground. He dug his heels into the floor, attempting to slow Maka down, but much to his luck, it didn't work.
"There's no time to be arguing, we're already going to be late." And with that, Maka ended the conversation. Silence filled the air around them, with nothing but the thump thump thump krrrrush of Maka's boots, and Soul's shoes scraping against the floor, as they continued the journey down to the alley where the motorcycle waited. Soul could tell that she was upset. She had been looking forward to this day for a while,(even though he didn't know why), and looking at the situation at hand, it wasn't going to end well.
Where the hell are we going anyway? Maybe I should apologize, but for what? What did I do wrong? She's the one being all paranoid and moody. Soul heaved a sigh. He figured that he should at least say something, or Maka would keep giving him the silent treatment. "Oi, Maka."
"What Soul?" Maka stopped abruptly and spat the words out. Oh yeah…she's pissed. Soul hesitated, then tilted his head upward and met a pair of fiery emerald eyes. It ticked him off at how angry she was.
"Uh… I don't really know how to put this but…LET GO OF ME!" He yanked his arm away and stood up. "You KNOW that I hate being manhan-!" Soul slapped a hand over his mouth. Oh…crap. I screwed up BIG TIME. He stared at his meister's back, which had tensed up. She clenched her fist and her body was slightly trembling. "Uh…Maka, I-"
"MAKA CHOP!" Soul fell back to the floor with a loud THUD! "You moron!" And with that, she ran down the hallway and disappeared as she made her way down the staircase.
Soul sat up and gently rubbed the fresh dent that had appeared on his cranium. "Crap, she's pretty pissed off. But where the hell are we going anyway? Nothing important happens today…" He quickly checked his mental list of holidays and birthdays, just in case he missed anything. Damn it. He stood up and stretched. I guess I better follow her.
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Maka leaned against the orange contraption, huffing and puffing. She just ran down 3 flights of stairs and was exhausted from the exercise. She was upset, no wait, she was PISSED. I can't believe that he doesn't know what today is! That idiot! She checked her watch. It was 5:10. Where the heck is he!? I told him that we were already going to be late. Maka scanned the alleyway, but there was no sign of Soul. He probably went back to the apartment. Maka grunted in frustration and looked down. She sighed and started toward the staircase.
Damn him and his ignorance. I swear if he's sitting on the couch with that clueless expression on his face I'm gonna-BUMP! Maka fell over and landed on the ground. She was so deep in thought that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going and crashed into someone and fell over. She stood up quickly and hung her head low so that the passerby wouldn't see her flushed face. "I-I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I-"
"Calm down, It was my fault anyway." A familiar voice responded. Maka's flushed face immediately turned even more red, but from anger. She looked up and glared into a pair of droopy red eyes.
"So you finally showed up?"
Hi again! So yah, that's it...for now. Hoorahy 4 Cliffhangers! Sort of. SO anyway I'l probably have the 2nd chapter up by Sunday or Monday. Thanks 4 reading! :)