ME: Ok, this is sorta a 'spare' scene out of my on-going story Demoness. Now, you don't have to read that to understand what's going on, but you'll understand how Spirit found out about Soul and Maka's little night. I hope you enjoy.
Soul and Maka were walking home, hand in hand. They just got finished with their dinner, and movie, and were more than happy about their two year anniversary. Maka was giggling as Soul bent down to kiss her neck. 'Soul,' She said, pushing him back, 'wait until we get into the apartment. I don't want anyone to see.' She giggled, as he bit her neck softly.
'I don't wanna wait,' he growled, making his girlfriend shiver.
'No, Soul,' She pushed him back a little more. 'Just a couple more minutes, then we'll be inside. OK?'
The scythe sighed, and released her, 'Fine, but only a couple more minutes.' She lead him up the stairs, and in front of the door of their small apartment. Suddenly Soul picked her up, and kissed her hard, making her forget to argue. He laid her on the couch, and laid on top of her. Maka moaned as he ran his hand up her shirt. He pulled back a little and bit her neck, leaving his mark. She moaned again.
Soul realized that they were still in the living room, he gave Maka his signature grin, 'Let's go to the too room.' He lifted her up, bridal style, and carried her into his room. When he laid her on the bed, he ripped off her shirt quickly. Maka's face was dark red, but she pulled Soul down on top of her, and kissed him madly. Soul barely had enough sense to pull off his own shirt.
Just as he was about to pulled off Maka's skirt, the door was knocked down. Soul jumped off of Maka, and changed his arm into a scythe. But he froze when he saw who it was, 'What the hell are you doing in our apartment, Death Scythe?' He asked, changing his arm back.
'Saving my Maka from you!' Spirit tackled Soul to the ground, "Maka, papa's come to save the da-'
'MAKA-CHOP!' The old man hit the ground with a large dent in his head. 'Leave us the hell alone!' Maka yelled using Soul's shirt to cover herself.
Soul pick up Spirit and threw him out of the apartment, 'Great,' Maka sighed 'our anniversary's ruined.'
'Not exactly,' Soul grinned, locking the door, 'Now, where were we?'
Maka smiled and dropped his shirt.
ME: I have no idea why, but I had this in my notebook for the longest time, but never got around to posting it. Well, I hope you enjoyed it!