A/N: Here's number two!
Changing
Seeing the little girl, who was obviously not as 'little' anymore, dressed up in the red satin number she'd plucked from nowhere, Soul was speechless.
His partner, for lack of a better title at this point due to his cloudy head, looked amazing. Although simply put, Soul was so taken by her image he didn't notice his friends smirking at the probably 'uncool' look on his face.
Maka Albarn, the girl he had known since he'd escaped his family, was sporting a now curvious figure that was normally covered by her somewhat baggy cardigans. Clad in a long red satin dress with a split up the side, hair for once undone and hanging loosely on her shoulders, make-up and high-heels, Maka looked everything like a girl in Soul's eyes.
Not that he didn't think she was a girl. There had been too many close calls in their apartment for him to not think that she had something to see. But for the first time since he'd met her and became her weapon, Soul could finally say that she did have a feminine side.
So transfixed by the 'full-of-surprises' girl, he didn't notice that she'd actually begun to approach him and was now standing in front of him wearing a confused look on her pretty face.
"Uh..Soul?" the girl that was preoccupying his current thoughts asked, causing the boy in question to blink at the air that once held her image.
Blinking stupidly once again, Soul plastered on a fake smirk. Something that others, a part from Maka, would believe.
"Yeah?" the stupified boy asked, trying to hide his embarrassment. It obviously didn't work because Maka squinted her eyes in suspicion at the male before her.
"Are you okay, Soul?" she asked, making him nervous all of a sudden. Determined not to make her notice his discomforted (in both his soul and appearance), he stuck his hands in his slack pockets and hunched himself over. An obvious display of 'cool'.
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" he asked back nonchalantly. It seemed to have worked, because the suspicion slipped a little from her eyes.
"Where you day-dreaming again?" she sighed, answering his question with another question. She crossed her arms and raised an eye-brow at him. Deciding to use that as an excuse, Soul shrugged.
"Spose so." And then all the suspicion left her face as she regarded her weapon with disdain.
"Of course," she muttered, rolling her eyes in exasperation. Then, doing a full one-eighty, flashed the confused a wide smile, making something in Soul's chest pinch happily. "Hey, did you want to get something to eat?"
Smirking wider at her he nodded.
"Sure, why not?" he replied, following her. His could help noticing however, that slipt up her leg flashed him a little of her upper thigh as she walked, making Soul groan internally.
It was going to be a long night.
R&R!
