Well, after a while of lurking this site and reading fanfictions, I've decided to come out and write one of my own. Way to start the new year, huh?

Let me start with I dont like long author's notes. This is why mine is so short. This is probably the last A/N you'll get from me anyway.
If you have a video game that you wish for me to write about that I ended up playing, I will include it. If I haven't played it, I'll probably get it, play the crap out of it, and then write about it. So make sure it's a good one!

My one and only disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.

He knew this was a bad idea from the start, and yet he was elated when she grapsed the Xbox controller in her small, delicate hands. She sighed in frustration as she once again, accidently stole something, causing the guards to rile up in authority.

"STOP RIGHT THERE, In the name of the Jarl!"

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Chapter 1: The Elder Scrolls. Can I not stop stealing pewter cups?

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"Soul, what's that?" Maka asked, peering over her shoulder from the kitchen as Soul started to shred the plastic off of his recent game purchase with his sharp, pointy teeth. He glanced her way with a smirk, holding the game up for her to see the title:

THE ELDER SCROLLS V: SKYRIM

"It's just only the biggest game to come out this year, idiot." He chidded, biting the plastic case once more.

"You know I don't know anything about your stupid video games, Soul! And stop biting the case, you're going to break your teeth!" She scoffed, finishing the BLT sandwiches she's prepared for them.

Walking over to the couch while setting both sandwiches and two cokes down on the coffee table, she sat down, leaning back on the cushions, watching a very excited soul pop his new CD into the drive. He joined her on the couch, not before saying thanks for the sandwich, and taking a bite out of it, scarfing down the sandwich as if he'd never ate a meal in his life.

"Ew, Soul! Come on. Have some decency when you eat..." She lectured, taking a small bite out of hers.

"Maka, I'm eating a sandwich with bacon in it, you don't eat bacon with any form of decency!"

"Bacon or not you should really have some manners in front of a girl."

He glanced down towards her chest, a wide, sinister smile gracing his face,

"You sure about that?"

She took the plastic video game container out of his hand with nimble, agile fingers, and was about to beat him over the head with it until-

Her mouth formed a small 'o' in awe, staring at the T.V.

She didn't realize Soul had already started the game. A soft, waning tune filled the air as horse hooves hit a graveled street. Conifers and a snowy landscape stretched out as far as she could see, as it almost transported her into a new reality as the stunning graphics caught her breath.
For Soul, he could care less for the graphics. He's played enough games to know the capabilities, but watching Maka's face as her eyes lit up as she actually paid attention to a game he was playing caused his heart to flutter in ways that he never knew possible. She was like a child who saw Santa on Christmas, or something. He couldn't describe it.

Well, it helped that Skyrim wasn't a game that he was used to playing anyway.

"This isn't like I've seen you play before!" Maka gaped, "It's beautiful!"

He knew what she meant. It's not Call of Duty or Gears of War.

"Uh, yeah. It's a RPG, so it isn't like the war games I usually play."

She turned towards him, her emerald eyes dulling, not understanding what the acronym was.

"RPG?"

"Role-playing game," he smirked, "What, did you think all games were about killing stuff?"

Not that he should be talking, you kill stuff in Skyrim too.

"Well..." She blushed, "It's not like I ever played any."

Soul grunted, "You're so deprived."

They were so busy talking they didn't realize that the game panned over to where Soul was supposed to make his character, and without hesitation, he handed her the controller.

"Here."

"What! No, you just bought this, you should play!"

Soul laughed, "Well Maka, you've never played a game, it's about time you should start."

"Soul, I don't know how to play games. I'll fail miserably!"

"It's an RPG, Maka. You can't fail in an RPG."

"I still don't know what that means!"

"It means you can be whoever you want to be and do what you want to do, stupid."

Her eyebrows furrowed at the screen, unable to grasp how that's even possible in a mindless, brain cell killing source of entertainment. Video games aren't real life, how can you be whatever you want to be?

Soul watched her glare at the screen, trying to process the concept of the possibilities of a Role playing game. In truth, he's always wanted to play a game with her, and show her how cool games could be. She needed to get the stick out of her ass anyways. An RPG would probably be the best way for her to start in the gaming world, considering it doesn't really take any amount of skill. Even if he was dying to play the game he just bought, he knew he'd get more satisfaction in teaching Maka the ropes of a good gaming experience.
Not to mention talk her ear off about the Elder Scrolls Series.

Who knew Soul was a geek for Tamriel Lore?

"Damn it!" Maka hissed, slamming the controller into her thighs. She sat criss crossed on the couch as Soul laughed, leaning back with his hands behind his head.

"Maka, you really need to stop stealing stuff, stop being such a trouble maker." His red eyes glanced at her face for possibly the millionth time as she's been playing.

"Shut UP Soul!" She slammed the controller on his head.

"OW! What the hell, woman?!" He yelled, rubbing the sore lump that was beginning to form with his palms.

She loaded her last save, not in the mood to deal with the guards.

"Soul I'm not even level two yet, I don't get this game at all!"

With a loud, dramatic sigh, Soul grabbed her waist and plopped her in his lap. She let out a small squeak as he held her hands that held the controller.

"Here, let me show you."

Maka's face starting flaring up with a blush as she nodded, determined to at least learn how not to steal petty objects off tables when she sits.
Soul could care less about her stealing, he just wanted to have an excuse to hold her, and help her not be so frustrated at herself.

"HAH, In your face giant spider!" Maka spat in triumph.

Empty sodas were splayed on the coffee table, her palms were clammy from holding the controller for so long, her eyes stung from staring at the screen, and sure, she'd been in Bleak Falls Burrow for far too long, and died at least eight times, but she finally, finally killed the dreaded Frost Spider.
Not that she minded all the deaths and time wasted however, for Soul was still holding her. Although his hands were now around her waist, no longer needing to show her how to use the controller.

His cheek pressed against hers as he continued to stare at the screen. A wide, congratulatory smirk pasted his face. She could feel his jagged teeth against her skin.

"Awesome Maka, now lets get that golden claw and get out of here." He didn't even insult her for the deaths.

"Right!"

She grinned, now determined to beat this damn game, if it's the last thing she'd do.