Here's my promised story~. And I'll only say this once:
I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER. ONLY THE IDEA OF THIS STORY.
~ Random
Realization
"Soul, get up! We'll be late for school!" A very irritated Maka yelled from outside her weapon's door. Things like this seem to be occuring more often nowadays; Soul getting up later than usual, skipping meals to stay inside his room, even daily visits with Professor Stein. Was everything okay with him? Does he...does he have cancer?! No, wait. Is he...gay? Whatever it was, this meister had grown worried.
A very tired Soul groaned and rolled onto his side to stare at his bedroom door. Maka knew he hated waking up early and school. Shouldn't she cut him some slack? Soul lazily dragged himself out of bed, the smell of bacon and eggs making its way to his nose before he had the chance to touch his door knob. Walking over to the kitchen, a stream of drool slid down the side of his mouth. "Get in the shower and you can have some when you get out." Maka cooed in a slightly teasing tone, making Soul groan.
"So not coo- wait.." Soul thought to himself as his crimson eyes made their way to Maka's red skirt. Was it shorter than before? No, it can't be. "But I can clearly see her white panties from here..." He thought once more, feeling a huge nosebleed coming along. Soul quickly made his way to the bathroom while plugging his nose, undressing and getting into the shower all at the same time.
"Damnit, Maka! You should know when your clothes are too small! You're so damned smart, for Death's sake!" Soul banged his head against the tile wall as these thoughts ran through his head; did her panties have a design on the front? Was she changing this entire time and he never noticed? The two had turned seventeen in the same year and truth be told, Maka wasn't so 'Tiny-tits' anymore. "Gah! Who else noticed before me?!" Soul grumbled as a familiar voice came from outside the bathroom door. "Soul, hurry up!" It was Maka. She sounded irritated.
Almost as if by natural instinct, in a matter of five minutes, this weapon had managed to take a normal shower that for most, would've taken a half hour. Soul walked out with a towel wrapped around his waist as steam rushed out the bathroom and mixed with the normal air. It was at that moment that the two had both realized how much each other had changed.
"..Toned muscles? Wait, since when? His face...it's more defined that before and his eyes- oh Death his eyes..."
"She sure isn't 'Tiny-tits' at all...and that face. Wait, is she wearing her hair down? Since when did that happen? Oh Death her legs..."
Despite the now growing blush on Maka's and Soul's face, Maka regained her composure. "J-Just hurry up. Your breakfast is getting cold." The meister ordered as she stole one last glance at her weapon's perfectly shaped upper body before walking off, Soul taking the chance to glance at Maka's shirt as she did so. Man had they changed.
[Time Skip: School]
"You seriously didn't notice? Soul, you are so slow! Every guy has noticed that Maka changed. Even the girls did! That's why girls have been clinging to you lately, man, they're jealous that Maka gets to hang with you all the time. They should be hanging to me, since I'm half way to surpasing God, but dude!" Black*Star whispered to Soul as he leaned over his desk to talk. The gang was in the middle of class, where Professor Stein had been going on about different dissection points. With Maka frantically taking notes, she didn't hear the conversation between Soul and Black*Star.
Soul was really surprised to Star's words. Why was he the only one who didn't see a change in Maka? Was he that used to her? "And if you like her, you've gotta make a move. That new kid seems to have his filthy eyes on her." Star whispered as a warning, pointing to a black haired kid sitting a few seats down who couldn't seem to take his eyes off of Maka.
"Wait how did you- do other people know that I like her, too?!" Soul yelled, the entire class looking over at him. "Soul, do you want to explain what you and Black*Star are talking about?" Stein asked with one of his famous creepy smiles.
"J-Just how much we like your dissection lessons, Professor." Black*Star spoke with an idiotic grin on his face. "Great! Then the entire class has a paper due about the art of dissection on Monday!" Stein smiled once more as the class began groaning and saying 'Thanks Soul/Black*Star.'
"B-But today's Friday! We only have two days!" Soul responded as Stein simply shrugged before going back to his lesson. This weekend was going to be a long one.
[Time Skip: Time to leave the school, obviously]
"Maka, would you hurry up? I wouldn't like to live in the library. Books can't cook, y'know." Soul mumbled while his meister was grabbing multiple books on dissection. "Well, since you decided to have a conversation with Star in the middle of class, we now have a paper due in three days. And I know you weren't talking about Stein's lesson. Who's the girl that you like?" Maka questioned before checking the books out.
A deep blush swept its way across Soul's cheeks. Had she figured it out..? "Is is someone from our class?" The scythe meister questioned once more, a deep sigh of relief sweeping over the weapon. "Uhm, yeah. I guess you could say that. She's pretty rude some times...and she can be so uncool. But she's smart, cute, and...she's like my best friend." Soul tried to hint towards the blond next to him when they began walking home. "She sounds nice." The blond said with a smile, Soul sweat dropping.
This definately was going to be a long weekend.