Disclaimer: OMG! I DON'T OWN SOUL EATER! sorry, I'm just soooooo excited to be writing this story again...

Tada! It's finally here! Read My Protector first, please! Things will make a whole lot more sense. This is about two or three months after the ending of My Protector, so Maka and Soul are a little further in their relationship. Also, if you're one of those people who like to read long and drawn out kissing scenes and…other stuff…sorry to disappoint, but this chapter is pretty much as good as it gets. And I'm really sorry for the long wait… But I'm super excited to be continuing this story! Enjoy and review!

Soul hadn't made it to his bed the night before. He had been doing the week's worth of homework (which, of course, he had pushed off until last minute) and had fallen asleep as soon as he had finished. Not having the heart to wake him up to move him to bed, Maka just threw a blanket over him and kissed him on the forehead. She was now making breakfast, and the heavenly scent of her bacon and eggs had just reached Soul's nose.

"Morning, sleepyhead," said Maka brightly, bringing Soul's food over to him.

"Breakfast in couch?" he laughed. "You're too much."

Maka smiled and handed him his food, turning to go get her own plate. Soul swiftly put his plate on the coffee table, and with a playful growling sound he snagged Maka's waist, bringing her down on top of him. Maka giggled, her face inches away from her boyfriend's.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered, pressing his lips to hers.

Maka immediately got bats in her stomach, her heart pounding against her chest. She could feel Soul's chest under hers, and she couldn't help but moan just a little bit. She loved it when Soul kissed her, it was unlike anything she had ever felt in her life, and to top it all off, Soul was normally smiling when he kissed her. It was so adorable that she actually tagged it as one of the best things about kissing Soul. It showed how much joy he really had in him.

Soul had many reasons to smile when he was kissing Maka. For one, she was perfect in every single way, her eyes, her lips, her body… It was enough to make Soul shake from just looking at her. And now that she was on top of him, only in their pajamas… you get the picture. Plus, he had worked so hard for her, been through so much for her, and it was paying off tenfold now; her lips moving perfectly against his, his arms around her waist…

"Soul," Maka gasped, coming up for air. "We have school today, you know…"

Soul whined, pulling her back down to him. Maka's mind became overpowered, something only Soul could manage. But, eventually, the prominent, logic part of her brain won out, and so she sat up. This was a huge mistake. Shock waves went through her body; could feel him under her, and from the expression on Soul's face, he could feel her too. Maka cleared her throat, sliding off of him.

"I'm going to go get dressed," she panted, speed walking to her room.

Soul smiled widely, as if he wasn't already, and went to his room to get dressed as well, pulling on his usual jacket and jeans, Maka coming out in her brown jacket and skinny jeans, her hair up in pigtails.

They ate swiftly, and as Maka was walking out the door, Soul ran up to her, gently grabbing her shoulders.

"Are you sure that we have to go?" Soul whispered, nibbling at her ear.

The prospect of staying like this all day was inviting, but, again, her logic won out. She turned around, looking up at him with her green eyes. "We've already missed so much school already, you know, from when-"

The murderous look in Soul's eyes made Maka quit mid-sentence. It was a wonder that Tristan hadn't "mysteriously disappeared" already, and she didn't want to push it.

Soul sighed into the crook of her shoulder. "To school, it is, then."

Maka nodded. "Thank you."

As she walked down the hall, Soul watching her closely, and he couldn't help but thank his lucky stars again that he had his Maka.

Reviews would be nice! And please don't call this 'fluff,' I worked hard on this chappie :)