A/N: Yay chpt 2 finally up~~ I have no idea for the next chapter so it could take a while but be grateful I even uploaded this xD"
B/N: Haze keeps changing tenses but there weren't any spelling mistakes in this chapter! YAY LET'S ALL CHEER FOR HAZE NOW. ONE, TWO,THREE, FOUR; HAZE DON'T MAKE MISTAKES NO MORE lol no.
T.H.A.T.F.E.E.L.I.N.G.O.F.L.O.V.E
Maka's P.O.V.
Feeling overwhelmed by the heat of the party, I took a wander upstairs, out onto to the balcony to catch a breath of fresh air, to clear my mind and rid myself of this headache. The moon was pure white, gleaming in the night sky. I stood there for what seemed like a decade before Soul appeared at the entrance to the balcony and caught my eye.
'How'd you like the party?' Soul asked, strolling over to stand beside me.
'It's amazing,' I managed to blurt out, still mesmerised by the twinkling stars in the pitch black sky.
'I wish I could pause this moment, right here, right now,' Soul said calmly, slipping his hand into mine, entwining his fingers around my palm. 'I love you.' It was random and out of the blue, but I could imagine something like this would happen, seeing as we'd been trusted partners for years.
I carried on staring off into the landscape of Death City, and then I became fully aware Soul had just admitted his love for me.
Lost in the moment, I tilted my head sideways to lean on Soul's shoulder and slowly looked up into his deep crimson eyes.
'I love you too.'
In less than a split second, I was wrapped in Soul's arms as he gripped me tight. It took me by surprise, but I lay my head on his chest and listened to the steady heartbeat coming from his chest.
Next thing I knew, Soul was leading me down the main hallway of the DWMA, and I hadn't a clue where we were going. Soul stopped at a door, somewhere in a corridor that I didn't recognise. He opened the door, revealing a grand piano, shiny black, shimmering in the light. Soul pulled me into the room, closing the door to shut out the world. He sat at the chair in front of the piano and ushered me to sit next to him, so I did. Soul began to play the tune he played when we first ever met, and I couldn't help but blush. I tried to hide my emotions by looking down, but when the song finished, I raised my head and turned to face Soul, and our lips met.
This was the first proper kiss I'd had with a boy, unlike the peck on the lips I'd had with my mother and father when I was a toddler, so I was stiff at first, surprised, but I soon relaxed and let Soul nibble at my lip. I was the first to break off, and Soul and I just gazed into each other's eyes as we got up and left the room.
'For a flat-chested girl, you're quite good at kissing!' Soul teased me as we entered the hall, holding hands to show our love to the world. I yawned; it was getting quite late and it was near enough midnight by now, so Soul, acknowledging how tired I was, gave our goodbyes to everyone and we left for home.
Soul didn't want me to walk home, being so tired, so he sprinted home to fetch his motorbike and give me a lift, acting like a gentlemen. Within minutes he had arrived, and courteously, he helped me onto the back seat of his prized motorbike.
During the ride home, I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up, it was the morning and I was in my bedroom. I was immediately alerted to the burning smell coming from in the kitchen. Please don't tell me Soul's trying to cook breakfast? It's sweet, but... I dwindled off into my thoughts. Soul really did love me; otherwise he'd never have tried this.
I opened the door to find everything is intact and not alight, thank god.
'Morning sleepy head,' Soul called from behind the sofa as he got up to give me a kiss. I happily embraced Soul, and he kissed me softly on the cheek, and then wiped the sleep from in the corners of my eyes as I sleepily stared at his gorgeous eyes.
'You did this all for me?' I yawned, gazing at the beautifully presented breakfast that lay before me, set out on the table.
'Anything for my beautiful Maka!' Soul replied, making me blush.
As I was about to pull out the chair, Soul sprinted over, grabbing a tea towel which he flung over his arm, and he pulled out the chair for me, mimicking a waiter. Soul made me giggle by flashing his signature shark-toothed grin.
Whilst eating my breakfast, Soul was mesmerised and stared into my emerald eyes.
'Well?' Soul gazed at me as I dabbed the corners of my mouth with a napkin.
'You should cook more often, my little trainee chef!' I beamed at Soul as he fist pumps the air.
I sat there giggling as Soul made lots of funny gestures in triumph. As I closed my eyes almost crying of laughter, Soul scooped me up in his arms and carried me into his room, practically throwing me onto his bed. He then locked the door so Blair can't get in and disturb us.
Soul then dive bombed onto the bed sending me flying into the air, and he caught me in his strong arms. Slowly, he lowered me next to him and we turned to face each other.
For a while, we just shared more stories of our childhood, but when we finally decided to turn in to catch up on some sleep, we kissed passionately for a few odd minutes.
I never realised how warm Soul's kisses were. We barely ever left central heating on, so the warmth from Soul and his body was addictive.
While we kissed, Soul held me tight in his grip and close to his body, leaving me no choice but to place my cold, clenched fists on his bare chest.
When we finished, Soul wrapped one arm round my shoulder and I placed my head against his chest, allowing me to hear our hearts beat perfectly in sync. I couldn't help but notice the scar remaining from that time.
When I woke, Soul was hugging me tightly from behind with his face nudging mine. With one hand tightly holding Soul's grip round my waist, I used my free hand to gently stroke his hair for a while. When he began to wake, I kissed him on the cheek, which brought a smile to his face.
'Heya,' I said to Soul, to check he was fully awake and not dreaming.
'How'd you sleep?' Soul managed to reply.
'Like a baby.'