Maka grumbled to herself as she pushed around some eggs with a spatula.

'Stupid, Soul.' She thought to herself. 'I don't know why he couldn't make his own breakfast.'

A dark aura seeped from the girl as she continued to make breakfast for her white haired weapon.

Seemingly oblivious to what was happening to his meister, said weapon sat at the kitchen table lightly humming to himself.

"Hey, Maka, if you wanna grab me a glass of orange juice, too, that'd be cool." Soul said as he kicked his feet up onto the table, crossing his legs at the ankles.

This seemed to be all that the girl could take as she silently shook from anger in front of the stove.

"Get it yourself, Soul." She spat.

The boy blinked a few times in confusion as he glanced to the girl.

'What's wrong with her this morning?' He thought to himself.

The boy got up from his chair and moved to the cabinets next to where the girl was standing. From the corner of his eye, he looked down to her as she continued to cook the food for breakfast- a firm line placing itself where her usual smile would be. He exhaled from the sight of her, taking a cup into his hands and heading towards the fridge to get the container of juice that he desired.

After he poured his cup, he went and sat back down at the table, one hand propping up his head as he watched his meister in confusion.

'It's not like I did anything wrong, I just asked her to make me breakfast. If she's upset about me waking her up before she got up on her own, that's stupid...' Soul continued to drift further into his thoughts as Maka began to get the food onto plates.

The girl had just finished setting everything up when she turned around to present the food to the boy.

With eyes closed she began to speak, "Soul, if you want anything else you have to get it..."

Her eyes opened halfway through her sentence when she realized that the boy that had been aggravating her this morning was now asleep on the table, one arm resting his head.

She sat the plates back down onto the counter and looked at her partner.

"...Soul..." She whispered, "I guess you really couldn't sleep."

Knowing that she couldn't carry his weight by herself, she nudged his shoulder.

"Soul?" She called, "Soul, you fell asleep, you should head to your room."

The boy let out a few mumbles that Maka couldn't decipher. She decided to try one more time to try to wake her companion.

"Soul... Soul?" She repeated his name a couple more times before she could understand some words that he said.

Soul turned his face down into his arm and breathed heavily.

"I... my meister..."

Maka stiffened when she heard the words "my meister" come from Soul's mouth.

She shook Soul one final time, bringing out from his sleep and into the world of the fully conscious.

"Maka..." He said, eyeing her with half opened lids, one eye being completely covered by hair.

"You fell asleep." She said, green eyes dancing with concern, "Are you still hungry?"

When Soul opened his mouth to speak, his stomach growled, proving the question to be true. Maka turned back around to get the plates that she had placed onto a counter in the kitchen and brought them back to the table.

The two began to eat in silence as Maka thought back to what Soul had mumbled in his sleep.

'What could he be dreaming of?' She wondered.

Soul scarfed down some more of his food.

Maka watched him, barely touching her own food, and continued to wonder.

Noticing that his fork was the only one making noise on a plate, Soul looked up to glance at his meister. When he saw that she wasn't eating, he questioned her.

"You not hungry or something?"

Maka blinked three times before she answered, "What were you dreaming about, Soul?"

Both stared at each other for a few seconds before Soul looked back down to his plate.

"It doesn't matter." He said, standing from the table and taking his empty plate to the kitchen sink.

Maka's brows furrowed, she knew that it'd be no use asking again, so she watched her partner go into his bedroom and shut the door behind him.

"Maybe when he wakes up later he'll tell me..." Maka said aloud, hopeful.

The day continued to progress, Maka reading a few books after Soul went to sleep, Blair waking up from her slumber and getting ready for the day by mid-afternoon.

But the white haired boy stayed in his bedroom.

"Maka, I'm leaving now!" Blair spoke from the door as she began to exit the apartment.

The door shut behind her as Maka looked up to the analog clock that was hanging on one of the wall's inside of the apartment.

'2:52' The girl read.

She let out a sigh, stretched her arms above her head and went back to reading her book. As far as she was concerned, it was turning out to be a nice day.

A few more minutes passed as she reached down to take a sip from the mug that was placed in front of her on the coffee table.

Fully enthralled by what she was reading, she took no notice of the person that took their place beside her on the couch.

She finally noted that someone was with her when the TV turned on. Looking up from her book, she saw Soul sitting in a "cool" position, with one leg shaped into a triangle and the other one fully stretched out on the coffee table. Both his arms were relaxed on either side of him onto the back of the couch as he turned his head to look at Maka.

Part of her still in a daze from what she was reading and part of her still concerned by what Soul had muttered in his sleep this morning, the girl decided not to start anything. So she simply smiled to her weapon and looked back down at the book that she was reading, determined to get through another chapter.

For the second time that day, Soul stared confused at his meister. Soon he went back to watching the TV and ignored his questioning of Maka's attitude.

More time passed between the two and soon Soul had watched several things on TV. With a bored expression he sunk into the couch and closed his eyes.

'I'm bored...' He thought to himself. 'There's gotta be something fun that we can do...'

After Soul finished this thought, Maka stood up from where she had been sitting and laid the book in her hands down onto the coffee table. She had obviously finished reading it and was about to go get another one. Soul watched her lazily as she made her way to the bookshelf when his stomach growled.

Maka stopped and turned around, looking at the clock on the wall once more.

It was 6:47.

"What do you want for dinner, Soul?"

Soul tilted his head up towards Maka as he eyed her with disbelief.

'Is she seriously asking me that?' He thought.

Soul opened his mouth to reply to Maka when the door was kicked open, revealing Black Star. Tsubaki, Death the Kid, Patty and Liz were standing behind him, each showing disdain for Black Star not just using the handle like a normal person.