Title: Simple Solutions to Stubborn Situations.
Authors Note: Okay, I've not been writing stories for about eight months now and that's mostly due to the fact that when I stopped I was about seven months pregnant. :) And now, I have a happy bouncing baby boy that is six months old. In my last two months of freedom before he was born I spent a lot of time either walking or watching/reading anime, to be honest, its not like I was able to do anything else, I was huge. Anyway, for the last month or two I've had enough free moments to start work on a new story! I've written just over half of it before I'm starting to post it but I'm very consistent with my updates so don't worry about delays.
Final Note! The characters you will meet later on, yes they are my Own Characters and the concept involved in them is all my own idea. I do have several stories already written if anyone does become interested but there's no rule saying you can't write fan fiction about your own characters. :D
So, finally, enjoy and let me know. And if its grammer? I'm doing my best but my writing program has no spell checker or anything. =_=;;
Duck, thrust, parry, hold. Hold, push! Slash, hit!
Panting hard, she pushed the loose strands of hair out of her face with one hand while smoothly swinging the scythe up onto her shoulder. The creature before her screamed as it started to dissolve, still reaching out to try and grab hold of her, to injure her in some way before it was destroyed but like always, it was futile. Maintaining her self control until the last moment, when the only thing before her was a floating red soul she finally sighed and allowed herself to smile happily.
"Well done Maka," murmured Soul, still in his scythe shape as she moved forwards. He changing back as she leaned over to look at it, loath to touch it but he just smirked his usual toothy grin, grabbing it and bringing it to his face as she turned to watch. "I've lost count to be honest which number this is, but I know we're not far off hitting sixty."
"I know, its great isn't it," beamed the blond haired girl, watching her partner with soft eyes as he lifted the red ball to his mouth with a murmur of 'Bon appetite!' He gulped it down in one with a satisfied sigh before letting out a little burp but just smiling while he knew Maka was scowling at the back of his head.
"Should we head off back to the hotel then?" Asked Soul, shoving his hands in his pockets and starting to walk forwards while Maka skipped along to catch up with him, hands clasped behind her back.
"Are you sure?" She asked, looking around at the few restaurants and café's still open at that time of night. "How about something to eat out? My treat?"
Soul stopped his mindless staring at the scenery to spin around on his heel, a wide smile on his face, red eyes dancing at the prospect of trying some of the delicious food he could smell wafting around the street. Normally Maka made a point of insisting that they didn't have time to do anything with the locals; no sight seeing, no visits, no sampling of the local food and no trips anywhere near any red light districts. Part of him still snickered at the expression that had been on Maka's face the day he'd driven his motorbike through the famous Amsterdam Red Light District.
"Really? Totally cool!" He said happily, feeling that strange warmth inside his chest that had been growing over the last few weeks. Maka just laughed happily and grabbed one of his arms, dragging him towards a café she'd spotted on they're drive through the street earlier that day. Choosing a table in a dark little alcove, tucked away from the main crowd that quietly filled the restaurant, Soul couldn't help but smile as his eyes took in the delicious menu before him but even more delightful was the peaceful smile Maka wore. His Meister normally pushed herself so hard with training, studying and working that it was becoming a rare event when she truly relaxed, it never stopped her smiling, but that small warmth in his chest suddenly sparked into a flame as he truly looked at her.
The waiter that had shown them to the table had even gone to the trouble to light the candle in the middle of the table before moving on to light the others around the café, giving the room a soft and golden glow. Yet, it was the way the golden light was shining in those deep olive eyes, the way the light was catching her hair and bringing out highlights he'd never noticed before.
"Soul? Soul? Are you okay?"
Maka's voice snapped him out of his trance, making him snap his mouth shut and pull the menu up to quickly cover his blush, "yeah yeah I'm fine, I was just daydreaming about what to eat first, what would taste the best, you know?" Maka just laughed quietly, she'd been worried for a moment when she had looked up to see her partner, the ever cool Soul Eater Evans, staring into space just above her head, his mouth hanging open slightly.
'Ohshit!Ohshit!Ohshit' Souls mind was running around and around in circles, as he tried desperately to try and pick something to eat all the while his stomach was going queasy, the soul he'd eaten only ten minuets ago seemed to be turning his stomach.
After placing they're orders, Soul disappeared to the men's room for a moment with a shrug at Maka while she just rolled her eyes and pulled a small book until he returned. Once in the bathroom, a quick scan around told him it was empty, allowing him to growl at himself and bang his head on the wall a few times before sighing and splashing some cold water on his face.
"Okay, keep it together Soul, its nothing okay?" He said to himself in the mirror, red eyes staring hard as if he could convince himself. "Its nothing that's all, just teenage hormones playing up that's all! Your sixteen man, and well... Maka has grown up a bit since you both first met! So, don't be so uncool and just pull it together. Right? Right!"
Casually strolling out of the bathroom, hands buried in his pockets, shoulders slumped in that 'I'm just too cool' pose as he walked, Soul flashed Maka his usual pointy-toothed smirk. "Do you feel better now?" Asked Maka with a concerned look on her face, green eyes searching his face in worry.
"Nah I'm fine, I think that last soul just disagreed with me for a moment there," he said with a shrug, taking a sip of his wine. "I'm still cool, right?"
Maka smiled to herself, "yeah, your still cool Soul."
The meal carried on, he made a fool of himself when the food arrived by stuffing his face, she chided him for being rude yet couldn't help but smile and as they both continued down the bottle of wine and into the next one; the smiles turned into giggles and chuckles. They chatted about they're friends, about they're missions, about the little things in everyday life that made one of them snicker and the other smile.
Soul managed to keep himself together and not descend into any fits of gawking even as the meal was over and they finished off the last of the second bottle of wine meanwhile a small band started up in the corner of the room. A violinist, piano, cello and singer began to gently serenade the room while the quiet mutter of the couples in the room faded back to almost nothing. Soul found himself turning in his chair slightly to watch with a fuzzy headed smile on his lips, a finger taping soundlessly to the beat of the slow, smooth jazz and soul.
Turning back in his chair, Soul nearly swallowed his tongue as he saw Maka, her head resting in her hand, dreamily staring in his direction as she listened to the music. Feeling the edge of his fuzzy-headedness fading the longer she stared, he swallowed hard and stared back for a moment until he leaned forwards and waved a hand in front of her face. Maka didn't flinch, didn't move.
He sighed to himself but smirked nevertheless, leaning forwards again and this time snapping his fingers a few inches away from her face, the sharp sound in the warmth of the smooth sleepy music made Maka jump suddenly, snapping back to herself. She'd been staring mindlessly into space, daydreaming from the alcohol and the music; not in fact staring at him like he had hoped.
"Oh, sorry Soul," she said suddenly, sitting up and shoving her hands in her lap in suddenly embarrassment. "I wasn't asleep or anything! Its just, um... listening to music, after all this time together... I mean, even though I don't always understand it, it reminds me of you." The blush on her face was growing with each passing moment and conjuring up words like 'cute' in Souls mind no matter how hard he tried to notice.
"Its all right Maka, its still cool," he shrugged, "you wanna stay longer or should we head back to the hotel now?"