Hey everyone! I decided to put up the next chapter (even if I was sick).

I must say that I really didn't like this chapter (mainly because it sounds like crap, probably because my brain felt like crap) but I put it up anyway.

If it does sound bad PLEASE let me know so I can take it off and replace it with something else!

Reviews are COMPULSORY whether anonymous or not because I need to know how bad you think this is.

Read and some how enjoy (who am I kidding? Read if you can stomach it).

I'll post a better chapter when I get the chance.


"Soul I'm back!"

"..."

"Soul?"

"…"

Maka placed her red suitcases by the door and began scanning the apartment that was surprisingly, just as clean as the way she left it. She checked his bedroom, the bathroom, the kitchen and the living room, yet she couldn't sense his presence anywhere.

"He's probably playing basketball the guys…" she thought casually. After all, it was almost midday and her 8 hour flight in the same seat, made sure her body would never forget the misery of that experience. The shot of expersso she had at the airport before arriving was just about out of her system (she drank it to read a book on the plane) and she began to feel a bit drowsy.

Yawning and stretching, she opened her bedroom door with the full intention of catching up on a few hours of sleep only to let her jaw comically drop to hit the floor.

Soul was sprawled out on her bed with one of his hands clinging to the sheets while the other in his messy white hair and his blue boxers that moved dangerously too low for her virgin eyes. Before you could say "shimigami", Maka was at the edge of her bed in a heartbeat with the latest encyclopedia that materialized in her hand out of nowhere, ready to deliver the deadliest Maka Chop of the century.

As she was about to let the book and Soul's face connect, she stopped half way in mid air. The expression on his face…it was… different. Sure he was sound asleep and she hated to admit it but, kind of cute, he looked really worried almost as if having a nightmare.

Curse her motherly instincts! Maka was failing terribly in suppressing her feelings and began to feel a bit concerned.

"Maybe he's sick" she thought to herself, brushing away his bangs and placing her hand on his forehead, then moving slowly to the side of his cheek in a smooth motion. Soul responded with a soft groan and whispered her name in a way that Maka thought she would never hear outside her most confidential of dreams where the unmentionables would occur. She felt her body getting hotter the closer her face gravitated to his.

"Holy crap! What the hell are you doing Maka? He'll think you're a pervert..." she screamed in her head, but she couldn't help it, he was mesmerizing somehow, even after being partners all this time, the feeling never wore off. How she wished he would open his eyes so she could be pulled into those deep, entrancing red eyes.

She was a mere inch away from his lips when all of a sudden, he opened his eyes warily only to see Maka starring right back at him, changing about 10 shades of red per second. "Maka?...hey what ar-" was all he manage to say as he rubbed his eyes before she jumped back against the door and started sputtering something sounding like a foreign language for an excuse.

He got off the bed and examined her closely then smirked showing his pointy teeth, "Welcome back Maka, care to explain why you were so close to me?"

"Shit…he knows"

"Care to explain why you're in my room with my shirt over your face?

"Damn Maka, touché…"

"I was doing the laundry and since it was late, I fell asleep….that's all."

Of course, Maka knew Soul well enough to know that his personality and his answer were like oil and water. "Well, why were you so close to me? You haven't answered."

"I was about to hit you with a book for sleeping in my room."

"Phew…close call…."

Soul stared at Maka intensely. It was now or never. The past few months he was becoming more and more interested in Maka, more than a friend should and her not being there made him realize how bad his situation was. The sleepless nights must come to an end or else it would surely make him lose it. Every time they got too close, his second brain responded three times faster than the one in his head. It had to stop! He took a breath full of luck and exhaled.

"Maka…. there's something I need to tell you…."