A/N: HELLO AMERICA! I am happy to present another chapter of my Transylvanian AU for you, minna. Guess what? I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S! That means that I can update frequently now, thanks to break coming up. Although I'll be going back to Romania for Christmas, I'll be able to update 'till then! I am currently accepting Beta requests for I am now a beta reader if anyone needs an editor for their stories. I have a shout out for everyone that has read my stories and put up with my crap. I am going to change Saiyan Diary's rating, too...with all the upcoming gore and lemons it just would not be suitable for staying with it's current rating. As soon as this chappie is out I will finish chapter five of Hotel Shibusen. I can't wait for the night that I have my best friend all to myself! Yes, he's a guy, don't be too surprised about it. We were suposed to be having a great time at the Music Store...a guitar cover contest was supposed to be held between us on Friday...and it never happened.:-(
Standard disclaimer applies.
Enjoy!
"Hey, Maka, where in this castle are we?" Soul asked. Maka's home,-which was actually a castle, although he'd never seen the outside of it, thanks to his death-like state at the time,- was in Transylvania, Romania, the home for all vampires. Soul could be easily mistaken for a vampire due to his looks, but no one could tell except for Maka, since she drank his blood unexpectedly the previous night.
"We're almost at my favorite place to sneak through. Just be patient." The two stopped at a wall that had a vent in it and Maka fished one of her mother's sewing needles from her pocket to pick the lock that had the vent chained up. Smirking cheekily, Maka did her thing while Soul stood guard behind her, as to keep her from being perturbed. When they heard the click from the lock, Maka pried the vent open and scurried in, Soul following after to keep from being seen, and closed the vent as they crawled through. Once they reached the end, Maka shoved open the vent and leapt out, her albino companion quickly jumping out before being locked in. Maka relished in the moonlight and began to run around the side of the castle, running into the town with Soul in tow. Soul could hear could hear kids playing everywhere around him, but above all, a voice loud as thunder caused Soul's ears to ring.
"BEHOLD, THE GREAT BLACK*STAR HAS BLESSED YOU ALL WITH MY GODLY PRESENCE! SKY ABOVE, SKY BELOW, I ALONE AM ALMIGHTY!" The two looked up to see a blue-headed monkey, well, looked like one from how high he was, thanks to the steeple he stood on.
"And just WHO is that ignoramus?" Soul questioned the blonde beside him as she facepalmed in exasperation.
"Black*Star, heir of the Star Clan. The loudest moron in the world; he nearly gave away our location multiple times during hunts, so I had to shut him up before he became a whole lot louder. But more often than not, I have to use much more gory methods to calm him down." Maka said, an annoyed look adorning her pale face. Soul never thought that he'd hear something like that come out of her mouth.
"Oh."
"HEY, ALBINO BOY! YOU LOOK WEAK! YOU SURE THAT YOU'RE ALLOWED TO BASK IN MY GODLY PRESCENCE?!" Black*Star bellowed from his place on the eleven story high steeple, causing Soul to grit his teeth in anger.
"SHADDAP! WHO WANTS TO LISTEN TO A MORON LIKE YOU, ANYWAY?!" Soul hotly retorted, startling both Maka and Black*Star, causing the latter to fall off of the eleven story steeple.
When Black*Star landed onto the ground, he pushed himself up, face bloody."WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT?! DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT YOUR GOD?!" The loud boy bellowed in fury. Maka could barely contain her laughter at the scene unfolding before her. But right on time, a raven haired girl broke up the fight before it could start.
"H-hey, don't try fighting in front of the whole town. You're both causing a scene..." Tsubaki tried reasoning to the angry boys, who were growling at each other and turned away from one another.
"Tch."
An hour later, Soul and Maka found themselves back at square one. Where were they supposed to go, anyways?
"Say, Maka...Where's your mom? I haven't met her yet." Soul pondered. He never did meet Maka's mother, so he guessed something and left it at that.
"She's still at the castle. Why, do you want a cookie?" Maka slyly suggested, causing Soul to give her a half hearted glare. When Maka caught his stare, she gave him a sultry smirk, one of her fangs poking out in a somewhat cute fashion, and began snickering. Soul lightly blushed, quickly turning his head as to not be seen.
"No." Soul deadpanned. He didn't eat sweets that much, his parents forbade him ever consuming candy, however, they allowed Wes to eat it, which to him, was a huge contradiction.
"Then what DO you want, then?" Maka questioned. She was beginning to grow impatient with Soul and his meticulous questions.
"To thank her for saving my life. Without her help, I probably wouldn't have become your friend." Soul replied, finally saying something clearly. A small grin plastered itself on his face. Maka noticed and placed her delicate, pale hand on his shoulder.
"Hey, she's a very forgiving person if you're being polite to her. Of course, it has to be genuine; she might not spare you if you aren't. Trust me." Maka shuddered. She knew how badly tempered Kami was. Truth be told, her mother might be rampaging through the halls for her missing sewing needles, each being in the ash blonde's pockets.
Soul also shuddered. If he didn't show respect, then he was done for for sure!
Reaching the castle once more, Maka hesitated to reopen the vent, not willing to hope that her mother hadn't noticed a silver lock with a broken chain and that she wasn't standing in front of the air vent, tapping her foot the way that she did when in a less than pleasant mood. Emerging from the vent that they snuck out from, she thought that she could hear faint breathing from behind a suit of armor, but dismissed it quickly. Pulling Soul from the vent, she put a finger to her lips in a shush manner. Soul got the gist and silently nodded.
Passing the suit of armor, she didn't notice her mother hiding in the shadows next to it, therefore leaving her oblivious to the impending doom she unknowingly walked into.
"I see that you've returned, Maka." A voice rang from behind her, startling the aforementioned blonde and her albino partner in crime.
"H-hello, M-m-mama. How has y-your night b-b-been so far?" Maka stammered. She was sweating buckets along with Soul. However, the latter remembered about what he said earlier.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Mrs. Albarn. I thank you for your help." Soul bowed suddenly, catching both mother and daughter off guard. Maka realized why soon enough. Soul wanted to thank her for saving his life.
'Oh, Soul. Never change.' Maka thought. But for now, she had to find a way to escape Kami's incurring wrath.
A/N: HELLO AMERICA ! I present chapter two of Masquerade of Blood. I hope that you like it!
~Deathblow88
