I'm so nervous.. gahhh :3 but I'm excited!
BUMBADABAA! BADADADADAAA! PRESENTING...MY FIRST FANFIC!
Disclaimer: Regrettably, I do not own Soul Eater.. ;-;
Well, here's Chapter One! Enjoy!
Chapter One: Confessions
Kid's POV
I was jerked awake at six in the morning on a nice saturday by a phone call.
"Ya-HOO! Soul? Kid? You two awake?" Black*Star shouted into his phone, blasting into my ear and causing me to jump at least two feet in the air above my bed.
I grumbled sleepily and sat up, "We are now. What do you want, Black*Star?"
Just then, I heard a cacophony of crashing noises and the sound of Black*Star's yells. A couple minutes later, Tsubaki picked up the phone and began apologizing.
"I'm sorry, for some reason, Black*Star decided to smash one of our vases into his head…"
I shrugged as I heard Soul say, "Normal Black*Star behavior."
"So, what did he want?" I inquired.
"AAAHH! DAMN WOMAN THAT STINGS!" Black*Star was heard in the background as Tsubaki treated his wound. "Well, we were just wondering if you two and the rest of the girls would like to come over today," Tsubaki said sweetly.
I heard Soul shout something to his meister, Maka, and a minute later spoke back into the phone again, "We'll come."
"So will we," I had decided, taking a mental note to tell Liz and Patty. "See you guys later," I hung up the phone and threw back the covers on my bed.
I grabbed a towel and a change of clothes and headed out into the hall to the bathroom to take a shower. I closed the bathroom door and locked it. Once inside I began stripping off my (symmetrical) pajamas and ran some hot water.
After eight minutes, I finished my shower and dried myself, putting on my black suit and Shinigami rings, combing my hair and brushing my teeth.
I stepped out of the bathroom…
…and almost ran straight into Liz waiting outside the door for her turn to shower.
Everything would have been fine with that, except for one small detail: Liz was standing there in only a white bath towel.
I felt a stream of hot blood drip from my nose as I apologized to her, trying hard not to stare at her chest. The end of the towel was tucked in right in the center of her cleavage so that the line ran straight down the middle of her body and connected with the line her bare legs made. Perfect symmetry…
I was staring at Liz's gorgeousness when suddenly I found myself sprawled on the tile floor, her hand outstretched, her other hand clutching the towel to her body. I raised a hand to my cheek, stunned and felt heat where blood had rushed to the surface of my skin.
I looked up at her, but she was already walking into the bathroom and closing the door. I turned my head as I watched her, and caught a glimpse of her face before the door shut.
She was blushing.
Well, there it is! I'll hopefully post the next chapter this weekend...
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