Chapter 2
I revved up the motorbike, signalling for Maka to hurry up. Why do girls take so long to get ready? The mind boggles.
"MAKA! GET YOUR ASS IN GEAR AND HURRY UP!"
She poked her head out of the window angrily.
"Fuck OFF, Soul! I'm nearly done!"
I rolled my eyes. She'd said that half an hour ago.
She must've meant it, though, because I heard a loud banging from within the apartment, shortly followed by Maka emmerging, carrying an overlarge rucksack and a sleeping bag. I raised an eyebrow. It had taken her so long just to pack that?
She threw the straps of the bags over her thin shoulders and ran down the stairs, closing the apartment door behind her. As she approached the bike, she stopped, and took something out of the rucksack. I cocked my head to one side, and she muttered something under her breath.
"Makaaaa...CHOP!"
The book came crashing down right in the centre of my head. I was flung forwards, clutching the mark in agony. I glared at her.
"What was that for?"
"You were rushing me!"
"So?"
"If I've forgotten anything, it's your fault!"
"What could possibly take you so long to pack?"
She went silent.
"You know...stuff!"
"What stuff?"
"PJs, aaand...sweets...and...DVDs!"
"Is that all?"
"Yup."
I frowned. She seemed suspicious. I shook my head, and told her to get on the bike. She straddled it, and wrapped her arms around my waist. It felt kind of awkward, it was no secret that she had a crush on me, and she was resting her head on my shoulder, obviously getting comfortable there.
I started up the engine, and we drove off, a small trail of dust behind us. She held on tighter, until she was almost crushing me. Death City rushed past us, becoming almost a blur, we were going so fast. Kid's mansion came into view, and I began to slow down.
As we reached the completely symmetrical building, I caught a glimpse of someone-it looked like Tsubaki-changing in one of the rooms on the top floor. I could see everything. And I mean everything.
Normally, I would've burst into a heavy nosebleed, but I guess...I guess this kinda proved that I was gay.
I heard Maka gasp behind me.
"Oh...my...gawd..."
I laughed. "Quite a show she's giving us, eh?"
"I wonder if she's realised how far into the windows people can see?"
"Probably not."
We both chuckled a bit at the situation, promising however not to mention it to her, so as to save her the embarrassment.
I stopped the bike, and we hopped off. Carrying our bags, mine just a simple sports bag, we walked up the large stone stairs that led to Kid's home. Maka rung the doorbell, and while we waited for someone to answer the door, she whispered in my ear.
"Why were you so eager to get here, anyway?"
I felt my face flush red.
"I-I wasn't, I, um, was getting bored of waiting on the bike.."
She grinned a knowing smile, but I could see jealousy hidden in her eyes.
"You likeee someoneeee, huh?"
"N-no!"
"You do! You totally do! Who is it? Is it Tsubaki? No, it can't be, you would've gotten a nosebleed..oh! Is it Patty? Or Liz? What did you guys do when you got wasted, anyways?"
She carried on rambling until the door flew open, and there stood, in all her PJ'd majesty, Liz, wearing a green face mask. I stifled a laugh. Her eyes narrowed.
"Laugh all you want, Soul, but when I have smooth skin and you don't, you'll be sorry."
"All I'm sorry about is that I don't have a camera."
That earned me a Maka Chop.
I landed on the floor, clutching my doubly-bruised skull.
"Thanks", Liz grinned, welcoming us inside. I pushed myself up from the ground, and walked into the foyer, hands in my pockets.
"There's food in the kitchen, help yourself..we're all about to start playing Just Dance in the living room", the pistol said, more to Maka than me.
"What's Just Dance?" my meister asked.
"It's this dancing game..it's Patty's favourite, and seeing as it's her sleepover, we're doing what she wants to do."
"That sounds fun!"
They both started walking in the direction of the living room, where I could hear some upbeat pop music playing, as well as Patty cheering and singing along. I grabbed Liz's arm, and whispered in her ear.
"Where's Kid?"
She grinned, but then it dropped.
"He's out at a party, I think."
"Kid? Really? A party?"
She shook her head.
"Not the cool kinda party. Just one of his father's business parties. His attendance was required." She said it in a tone mocking Kid's.
I sighed.
"That sucks."
The fellow weapon let out a laugh. "Why, what were you planning to do tonight? Cos whatever it is, just do it while we're asleep, okay?"
"You guys never sleep at sleepovers."
"Exactly."
She started to walk away to catch up with Maka, who was waiting for us by the living room door, eying us suspiciously, but I grabbed her arm.
"Maka thinks I've got a crush on you or any of the other girls. Can you kinda...I dunno...make her not think that?"
Liz scratched her head, deep in thought.
"I...I don't think I can. She's a very determined kinda girl...and, you may not know this, but-"
"-she has a giant crush on me", I finished.
She nodded grimly.
"I don't know if I'll be able to put her off you, she's been crazy about you since the day you became weapon and meister, or so she says."
I groaned. A lightbulb seemed to go off in Liz's head. Dropping her voice to a whisper, even lower than it already was, she said, "I might not be able to get Maka off your back, but I have an idea how I can get Kid on your mouth."
