When I woke up (at a healthy NORMAL~ time) I didn't expect Maka to be... there, so the first thing I did that morning almost killed me- I jerked.

Movement is bad. Movement wakes people up. Movement wakes Maka up.

Don't wake Maka up.

Not to say Maka isn't a lovely erm... (Demon, Devil, Witch, Bitc-) person, but right now Maka is angry.

And I think I speak for everyone when I say that a sleeping Maka is preferable to an angry Maka.

Hell. An angry bear is preferable to an angry Maka.

Carefully prying her limbs from mine I maneuvered skillfully off of the bed.

"Soul..." I heard her mutter and froze in place.

It might've warmed the cockles of my heart if she hadn't frowned and her hand didn't twitch in a mysteriously violent action.

You know. Breakfast. She'll probably want breakfast made before I have to commit suici- wake her up.

Five minutes later I heard steps of doom clomping to the kitchen.

I fully expected the SOULOHMYGODYOURESUCHANIDIOT treatment, so imagine my surprise when it... didn't happen?

She barely glanced at me, nodded, said, "eggs" and sat down at the table.

I remained silent thinking about my possible options.

Ask- and probably get yelled at.
Don't ask- and it'll multiply ten-fold later. I sighed.

"Er- anything wrong tiny ti- Maka?"

She stop eating and started pushing her eggs around the plate. Obviously the national female signal for 'please ask again so I can chew your ear off'.

I hesitated- then groaned internally.

"...Maka..?"

When she looked back up I could see frustration in her eyes.

"I-I've never ditched before."

...

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I couldn't constrain the laughter that burst through my mouth.

"Really? Gee Maka, I guess my image of you as a rebellious badass will be ruined now."

I continued with my sarcastic rant.

"Who could've POSSIBLY guessed Maka- badass of the badasses, the big cheese badass, the overlord of badasses- had never ditched ?"

Her eyes glinted and she snapped, "
THIS IS ALL YOUR DAMN FAULT ANYWAY!"

I pretended to concede.

"Mmh. It is. So, tell you what, I'll make it up to Maka."

Glancing at my watch I checked the time. 8 o'clock.

"We will do anything- anything at all- that you want to do. Until 1 o'clock. "

I leaned my chin into my cupped palm and stared at Maka.

"So? What's it gonna be?"

Stunned, Maka was at loss for words.

Then, a thought showed visibly through her eyes.

"I-I- I WANNA GO TO THE LIBRARY!" Eyes clenched shut and fists formed.

I smirked. Of course she would.

"Bookworm, this isn't a confession. Chill. "

Her stunned face made a reappearance as she asked, "really?"

Then when I nodded, a big grin broke out on her face.

"Oh my gosh! There's soooo many books that I haven't had time to read yet! I mean- The Scorch Trials and the new Body Finders book! ALSO! I think that the new b-"

"Maka."

I clamped my hand over her mouth.

"Enough."

She smiled sheepishly.

Which was weird because I could.. Feel~ it with my hand... *shudder*

So there I was.

Soul Eater walks to the library? Would probably be the name of this episode if I lived in an anime... But I don't. So it's not.

Anyway~

So there I was. Walking to the library.

And it was probably the lamest and most shameful thing I'd ever done.

Skipping from tree shadow to tree shadow and using my sunglasses whenever someone I knew passed, we eventually got to the library.

You ever heard that saying that some people say? Only lame people go to libraries? No? It exists.

The library was dead silent yet Maka's eyes were shimmering as if it were Disneyland.

Pftt. Bookworm over 9,000.

The computers were all gathered in a corner of the library and book shelves filled everywhere else.
About thirty Maka-like-humans were browsing through the books and everyone else was crowding around the computers. And whenever someone felt that a person currently in possession of a computer was taking too long, a furious whispered argument took place.

I scoffed again.
Who ditched school to go to the library.
That's like... Like...

(*forgets comparison*)

That's like stupid is what it is.

Maka had ditched me by now and was probably poring over and stuffing her nose into every possible book at the moment. What does someone as cool as me do at the library?

There wasn't a single table available unless I wanted to risk the catching nerd-itis. Which meant I couldn't just sit and wait for Maka to finish.

I skimmed through the library's sections. Fiction. Then non-fiction. Young adult. Adult. And at the far corner there was the smallest section of manga...

Manga...
No Soul.
Re-resist.

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Hahahah! Ciel what the heck? And oh my lord shinigami Sebastian why are you wearing a unicorn suit?