Chapter one: Discovery and blush

disclaimer: I do not own soul eater, if I did I dout that I would be wrighting about it here, althought the story is most certinly all my creation.

Soul had just gotten up, early for him but late for any one but. He got dressed par usual, and came out of his room expecting to see Maka doing what she always does on a beautiful sunny Saturday afternoon, studying. But a quick look around the living
room showed it to be completely empty except for Blare the cat purring lazily in the sun as it came full force through the open window. That was odd, Maka not being in the loving room reading, but maybe she was in the kitchen having a snack or in her
bedroom getting a new book. Walking past the deserted kitchen and grabbing a half eaten bag of chocolate pocky on his was (any cool guys nutritious breakfast at 1 in the afternoon) he knocked twice on Maka's door before entering and staring in disbelief at what he saw, he even dropped the pocky in his mouth.

There was Maka, on her bed. She was still asleep, that fact alone could have made Souls jaw drop, but what made Soul literally fall down was the fact that an uncountable amount of blades were sticking out of every part of her body. He tried to find his voice, "M-M-M-Maka, MAKA!" He hurried to her side and then stood there, their was no blood, the blades were literally protruding form her body. He thought to himself 'this is like what I can do, almost, but I can just do it with one arm, and besides Maka isn't a weapon, she's a miester.' "Maka, Maka wake up." She stirred a little then the blades began to recede into her body which fell onto the bed and her eyes flooded open.

"Soul? W-what are you doing in my room you pervert!" She was getting really angry really fast and her eyes started scanning the immediate area for a nice hard book, "were you watching me sleep?"

"What? No, Maka listen do you know what you were just... it was amazing, and confusing, how did you do it, I thought you were a miester?"

"What are you rambling about Soul? Your not making any sense." The anger was dulled by confusion, then the anger returned, with more force, in an instant, "SOUL! Were you eating in my room? And worse still, throwing it on the floor, WHAT THE HELL? I just vacuumed in here," She was getting ready for a maka chop, he could see her eyeing a large dictionary that was sticking out from under her bed.

"Maka pay attention! You had blades coming out of your back! And front... and everywhere else." 'Is she really angrier at my for eating in her room than allegedly watching her sleep?'

"What are you talking about Soul?"

"While you were asleep, you had blades coming out of your body. Just look at the covers."

"So you were watching me sleep!" She shouted but she did shift to look at the tattered covers underneath her. She gasped. "What? But? Huh?" Her eyes turned towards Soul looking for some kind of answer.

"I came in to see what you were doing, I didn't expect you to be sleeping this late in the afternoon, and I certainly didn't expect that."

"Afternoon... IT'S AFTERNOON?" She was so shocked the confusion and anger were just washed away, "Soul get out I need to get dressed!"

"Relax, whats the hurry? I just got up, and no ones knocking on the door to take me away, its not a crime to sleep in Maka. Besides is that really your biggest concern right now?" Soul asked as she politely grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed as hard as she could and out the door he went, landing flat on his ass, "You could have asked!" He shouted as her door was promptly slamed in his face.

"I did and you just stood there talking about crazy things." She said her voice muffled by the door which opened again a moment later to reveal Maka with a new shirt, a pretty blue one that really did wonders for her tiny chest, Soul admired this because he had a great view from his spot on the floor, "And take you floor pocky too." she then proceeded to throw it in Souls face, after that the door slammed closed again.

Maka came out again, this time with that same blue shirt that really helped her upper body and a black skirt that frilled out a bit at the bottom, it was about mid thigh length, and all Soul could do was make sure his stairing was discrete, he would never admit it but she was really very beautiful, she always had been, even if she did have a chest nearly as flat as a board, nearly being the key word. 'Not that I care about things like that, if I did then I would have tackled Blare years ago. But that isn't what I should be focusing on right now, even if her skirt does reveal a lot more that it did last year, due to the fact that she had grown three or fore inches, it used to sit at her knees now three quarters of her legs are showing. I have to focus on what I just saw in her room, no more distractions, even if Maka is very distracting.' She sat down at the kitchen table where he sat eating his floor pocky, not bad besides a few hairs in it, and stealthaly drooling over Maka.

"Do it again." Soul asked staring intently at her.

"What?" Maka was confused by the randomness of his request.

"The blade thing, do it again," His eyes were boring into hers waiting expectantly to see the amazing sight again.

"I can't, I don't know how. I'm not even sure I believe you when you said I really did that."

"OK, when I turn into a scythe I focus all of my energy and think about... uh" Soul had a quick conversation with himself in his head 'I hadn't thought this through, could I tell her that without it sounding weird? What else can I say? I have to say something? How did I do it before I was her weapon? Think! Think! Crap, I cant remember, but shes staring at me.' Soul blushed and looked away preparing for humiliation, and very softly finished his sentence, "protecting you."

"Is that what all weapons do to transform? Think about protecting their miesters?" She asked genuinely curious, ' This is good we've never talked about this, I could lie, well i gues its not lying because I genuinely don't know, it would make it seam less weird.'

"Yes," 'But what if she asked Tsubaki, or Patty, or LIZ! CRAP, well if she asked Tsubaki it might be fine, theirs a good chance she would say yes if that's how any one else even does it! But Liz almost definitely would not!' Souls little argument continued.

"But I'm not a weapon, I might not even be able to do it, and I don't have a miester any way." She turned a little red thinking of Soul saying 'I'll be your miester silly, just think about me' she sighed 'But soul wouldn't do that, would he?' While she was thinking about this Soul took a moment to wonder why she was blushing.

Soul blushed, nervous about what he was about to say and wondering just how she would take it because, although she had agreed to be his miester she obviously wasn't thinking about being his weapon, "Well, I was kinda thinking, that well maybe I.. I... would by your miester." Soul looked away as he mumbled this just loud enough to be heard and blushed even harder. 'Why am i getting so embarrassed?'

Maka's eyes shot strait up into the fiery red eyes of her weapon "Oh, uh, I don't know why but I hadn't thought you would, you know, want to be my miester. If I can even do it, that is."

"Of course I want to be your miester!" Soul said a little to loud and a little to quickly. He then turned a shade redder just as his last blush had started to fade. 'why do i keep blushing!'

"OK then I'll try," Maka said a bit apprehensive, "So, I- I just concentrate on... protecting you" This time they both blushed. Soul just nodded his head not trusting his voice and not shore why he wouldn't be able to talk but knowing it would crack if he tried.

Maka closed her eyes and thought about when Soul had been hurt and how much she had wanted to be the one to take that blow to the chest, the time when Doctor Stein was fighting them and Soul lay crouched over her body protective and daring Stein to hit him, and every other time SOUL had been the protector, and she wished it had been her,with all of her heart, she wished it had been her. She heard Soul gasp and opened her eyes feeling no different but what a shock it was. She actually jumped. There was a very large blade protruding from her chest, it was a silvery green color and the other end was nearly touching the tip of Souls nose. He was very slowly backing up in his chair.

"Not that I don't trust you Maka, I do, I know your not going to hurt me but it's just not very comfortable and its very close." Soul was still trying to wrap his head around it. He had actualy seen that in Makas bed room, and their was a very sharp, very long, and somehow VERY sexy blade right in his face.

"Hay Soul?"

"Yeah?"

"Now we know I can produce the blades, how do I retract them?" And before he could answer her the blade started glowing and retreated into her chest, "Never mind."

"Maka, concentrate and see if you can turn into an actual holdable weapon."

"What kind of weapon?"

"I don't know, how about a scythe?"

"OK, I'll try?" She said still unsure of her abilities. She focused on the the same things along with Souls weapon form and after a wile opened her eyes, nothing had happened.

"Try again" Maka nodded and closed her eyes again concentrating very hard, this time she felt a warmth go through her entire body and she went ridged and she couldn't move. "Good job Maka!"
She felt hands on her waist and then she felt herself move against her will, it was the strangest feeling, and then their was a hand at her breast, she was so shocked she changes back in a flood of light until she was standing next to a rather confused Soul,

"You pervert!"

"Wha-" And then he noticed where his hand was still sitting and he went red from head to toe. Maka moved and started digging around in a drawer until she found a large cook book with a partictularly large spine, "No wait! Maka don't" She paused briefly,

"I didn't realise i was- when I'm in weapon form I cant feel my actual body, how was I to know you could?" She deliberated over this, and concluded that it was just an honest mistake and put the book down with a heavy thud. "My brain cells thank you." Soul breathed a sigh of relief. "Would you like to try again" She nodded and shut her eyes and Soul watched as she changed into a beautiful silvery green scythe, 'even as an unmoving weapon shes beautiful and graceful, and that green is like the green of her eyes but imbued with silver, oh the color of her eyes has got to be the most beautiful green in the world' Soul idly thought if his favorite color was always green or only after he had met her? "Can I pick you up or are you going to change back and try to hit me again?"

Makas face flashed onto the reflective scythes blade and she said "Just don't go to high again, OK?" And Soul thought he saw a blush but he couldn't be sure because of the green tint of the blade. He reached out and took hold of the very center of the scythe "WAY to low!" Soul turned tomato red and slid his hand up further. Maka wouldn't have admitted this to any one under any circumstance but she was shivering with excitement from his touch, once she had figured out how to move INSIDE the scythe that is. 'I had never pictured this as how Soul would be exploring me, although to him I suppose he isn't ' Maka had been head over heals for Soul since they'd first met so she had had many dreams about that since.

"S-Sorry M-Ma-Maka," Soul stuttered as anouther internal argument began 'This is NOT going well! How can she even feel this? No one else can, to my knowledge anyway, maby I'm just abnormal not feeling her hold me. Although it would be nice if I could feel her holding me. No, head out of the gutter,' A thought occurred to Soul then "Hay maka, try turning into a different weapon."

"Such as?"

"I don't know, be creative!"

Maka thought and then took a guess at what kind of weapon Soul would like the most and decided on one she'd read in a book, it was a duel bladed contraption that you strapped around your wrist, it had lots of sharp pointy things where you strapped it on, for smashing into people to do more damager when blocking, probably. She tried for that one not sure she would be able to do it at all.

"NOW THATS WHAT I CALL CREATIVE! This thing is fuckin' awesome! what is it?"

"I don't know"

"Doesn't matter, change back, we'll go outside and practice, I still need to learn how to use a weapon, you know. It doesn't matter how many weapons you can change into if I'm useless in a fight!" He smiled at his own joke and Maka changed back into her human form. "But lets not tell anyone for a wile, so they can be just as impressed by the fact that you can do something because I can use you along with you being able to change at all. Cuz' you know the second Black Star finds out he'll demand a fight."

"Your probably right, so lets go train and see how you do."

"Then once you deem me ready I can start collecting keashen eggs for you as well, we'll be death weapons together."

Maka blushed and looked at her partner, "Really?"

"Of course, it'll be twice the work but I wouldn't leave you behind for the world" He blushed after he said this he hadn't been thinking of what those worlds meant, but they were true, "Uh, besides think of the edge we would have over all of the other death weapons, how many of them are trained as both weapons and miesters."

"Your right we would be fairly unique. Do you think we should at least tell lord death though?"

"We'll tell him when we tell everyone else."

"Allright"

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