A/N: AHHH YAY! THIRD CHAPTER IN LIKE A MONTH AND A HALF! SHE-AT I FEEL MORE ACCOMPLISHED FROM WHEN I FIRST UPLOADED A CHAPTER!

SO MAKIN A LONG STORY SHORT: ENJOY!

P.S. CAPS-LOCK ABUSE MWAHAHAHAHA! 3:)

P.S.S DISCLAIMER: I DON'T NOT OWN SOUL EATER! XD OH SHIT THATS SUPPOSE TO BE SAD ISN'T IT :( NAHH OWNING SOUL EATER WOULD BE TO MUCH WORK, I'LL SETTLE WITH FANFICTIONS, AND AMVS FOR NOW!

P.S.S.S I thought i should probably put this in, for this would be considered plagiarism to some people even though its obviously not.

P.S.S.S.S does anyone know what a disclaimer is. Like meaning wise, and where exaclty- when exactly do they use them...? These Are the questions that haunt me... not really, that why they have GOOGLE!

P.S.S.S.S.S IMA SNAKE NOW! i fell like i have over used the P.S. to much...MEH! WHATEVE! ENJOY NOW!

Blair starred at the individuals in confusion.

She had come by at the apartment to hev found out that Soul had a little party without her. She had went into his room to wake him up and bitch about why he had not invited her! But what she had found was something she was not expecting.

Though shocked at first, her face ended up with mischievous grin.

"I should probably leave those two love birds to sleep." Blair said to herself. "But it'll be so boring without Soul... oh i know!" clasping her hands together in excitement. "I'll cook them breakfast! yeah they'll like that,"

And so Blair left the room and into the kitchen. while grabbing out the pan and spatula she murmured to herself, "I guess Soul liked flat chest after all,"

Soul woke up the next day feeling like shit.

He sat up rubbing the back of his neck, " Geezus i feel like i was hit by a fucking bus...what happened to me last night...?"

He looked around the room for any remanets of what happened yesterday. He noticed that he was only in boxers and that his clothes that he was wearing yesterday were on the ground near the bed, but his jacket wasn't there. He looked around the room for his jacket, until he felt movement from right beside him. His jacket sleeve fell on his lap.

Thats where it is! but why is there a hand coming through it? and what was that movement- HOLY MOTHER OF ALL THAT IS GEEZUS SHIT!

Soul literally sprang off the bed and fell to the floor. w-w-w why was Maka in his bed?! A-and why is she wearing his jacket?! Is she not fully-clothed under his jacket?! Geezus lord of all death! Please let her be fully-clothed! OH shit she's getting up! what should he do?! Hide!?

*slap*

Come on Soul! Keep it together man! This is so not cool of you!

"Soul? what are you doing in my room?"

Maka had sat up and started to rub the sleep out of her eyes. Soul's hole face went red. He could see little pieces of what appeared to be undergarments from under his black jacket. Soul turned away, blush still covering his face. "U-um this isn't your room Maka..." he stuttered.

Damn it, that was so not cool of me, Soul thought.

She stared at him with a blank expression. She looked around the room realizing he was right, she then glanced down to see the familiar black jacket that was usually on souls body and underneath it was the skimpy bathing suite that her father had given her for passing the final exam. (long story)

Her face changed into the same deep red as Souls. She grabbed the bedsheets, covering herself. Instantly getting a headache at the same time.

"Owww...Why am I in your room!? And why am I lacking clothes!?" She inquired, eyes wide.

"how the hell am I suppose to know!?" Soul bellowed, his face returning to its original color, "Your the one who got pissed ass drunk!"

Maka looked appalled, obviously remembering somewhat of what happen last night, " W-well! So were you!"

"i only had one drink and it was-" Soul stopped himself from saying anything further. For some reason Soul didn't want to bring up the fact that he was drugged. It would just bring up up an awkward scene that he wanted to avoid, he had also felt like his honor was at stack here. he didn't know how, he just knew.

"And that was what?" Maka retorted.

"It was tequila..." Soul said quickly, before realizing that was a stupid thing to say.

Maka seemed to think that way to, when giving Soul a ludicrous stare. " Meaning what? That you can't hold your tequila?"

Soul had to swallow his pride through a gulp before answering, "Yeah so what! You couldn't either!"

"Apparently, better than you,"Maka muttered, crossing her arms with a smug look.

Soul's face went red again, but this time with anger and embarrassment. "Oh Shut up! What's done is done, we should just leave this subject! we have school anyways," Soul pushed himself off the floor, and head for his dresser. He didn't really care about changing in front of his meister, considering all his manliness was already covered by his favorite boxers (huh these were the same he was wearing at the final exam, isn't that ironic).

He rummaged through his dresser, till settling on a black shirt, his old yellow and black jacket with a soul shape logo on the front and back and maroon jeans. Geezus, he hasn't worn this get up in such a long time, mostly cuz he grew up since then, but Maka had gone out of her way to re-size it for him, probably because she knew that this was his favorite gave a subtle smile, while getting dressed.

Soul was putting his last article of clothing on when noticing Maka staring at him with a startled expression.

Soul furrowed his eyebrows, "Hey, you still here? whats up with that face?"

She shook her head slightly coming out of a dazed. "You-you were just wearing boxers?" She remarked questionly.

"well arent'chu just the Captain Detective of the fuckin obvious," Soul gibed, "What about it?"

Maka pointed at the clothes on the ground. "Your clothes wee thrown to the floor, I'm wearing your jacket..."

"Yes..." Soul motioned her to keep going, more intrigued with her explanation.

"And you were only wearing boxers... I'm wearing a small bathing suite, and we both got drunk and don't remember anything from last night,"

Soul eye's widened.

oh shit... this... can't be good! Soul may not have been wasted like she thinks, but the fact that he was drugged made the possibility even higher.

"You don't think we...-"

Soul shook his head rapidly, "n-no way! I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation for this!" There just had to be... the last thing Soul remembers was falling over and Blackstar holding him up right. He had no recollection of how he got to his room, let alone how his clothes got off. And then it hit him.

"BLACKSTAR! Blackstar and Kidd should know! I remember seeing them last night!"

Maka smiled at the reassurance, "Your right! I remember kid taking me to my room!... but that still doesn't explain how I got to your room?"

Soul thought this over for a second, " Perhaps you had to go to the washroom and mistaken my room for yours?"

Maka gave him a ludicrous look again, "Or maybe I was trying to protect you from an evil panda bear that ate my rainbow brownies,"

Soul rolled his eyes, "I'm tryin to be positive here,"

"Whatever, let's just go to school and ask Kid and Blackstar, I'm sure were just jumping to conclusions to soon. But until then, Soul?"

"What?"

"Try to keep this incident on the down low, alright?"

Soul folded his arms and rolled his eyes again. " yea, whatever, like i would gloat about getting laid with my flat-chested Meister-"

Soul lifed his arms up in defence as Maka was about to do her famous 'Maka-Chop' when the two both smelled something coming from outside the room.

"Is Something...?"

"...Burning?" Soul questioned, finishing off her statement.

The two rushed out of the room to find Blair in front of them with a spatula and pan in hand.

"Oh Hey love birds! I though since the two of you were sleeping so soundly, i took the liberty of cooking breakfast," She said cheerfully.

Shit...

"By the way your kitchens burning!" and she transformed into a cat and ran off.

The two sighed loudly, as they went off to the kitchen to put out the fire.

Maka Was in a slumped over position, dragging her legs as she walk across to the academy's front entrance. Walking to class was miserable; She kept getting strangers coming up to her saying 'That was some party Maka' , 'Didn't know you had it in you Maka' or, 'you sure were awesome last night' and these comments would usually be followed by a high five, which made Maka feel like she was having an aneurysm.

Soul on the other hand was only getting nervous glances now and then which was followed by Soul glaring and people running a way. Maka had asked what that was all about, but Soul didn't really felt complied to answer. She had thought to leave it alone for now, She'd pester him later, mostly because she's still depressed about the possibility of losing her... her innocence to someone such as Soul! Ok, so Soul wasn't the worst person to lose your V card to, but still this is her Weapon For crying out loud! her weapon! That's like giving a whole new meaning to the term 'Tool'!

Ok Maka just breath in and out... So what if you lose it to him. He has been by her side through thick and thin, and is her best friend, and partner... Maybe thats why Soul was not the best person to... um... do the stuff with... there relationship would never be the same again. Maybe Soul feel the same way!

Maka subtly glanced up towards Soul. He was walking beside her with his usual calm expression on his face, arms behind his head. To the normal eye people would've seen the regular old Soul Eater Evans, but to Maka she new better. The way Soul's mouth kept gaped open ever so slightly as if to saw something when the opportunity arrives (Mostly used when Maka was trying to get the truth out of him but was forming excuses). His eyes were held in a threateningly narrow shape but, his eyebrows were furrowed up, not in annoyance or anger, but in concentration. They also seemed to be slightly upward, as if in a worrying concerned way, but it was all to well hidden to be sure. His nose was crinkled to the same extent as his eyebrows.

Soul, having noticed being stared at, darted down to Maka's gaze, and the hold on to each others eyes, for what seemed like hours, till Soul snapped, " What?"

" It's nothing..." Maka turned away quickly, not wanting to show the blush that had formed on her face. Thats right blushing. Maka wasn't stupid, She knew that she held 'feelings' for Soul. She may have been in denial but she had come to terms with it during there chase through The Book of Eibon in the stupid envy chapter. It was quite simple really to figure out why she liked him during that section. He was there for her, probably more times then She was there for him. Whatever Blackstar and Kid saw even if it is vague, may effect these two in many ways, and there was no way around it.

As they both walk in the classroom, they could already hear Blackstar and Kid fighting in the middle of the room. While the rest of the class ignored them rambling about there adventures over the weekend, and Sid at his desk was reading World War Z, obviously ignoring the two gentlemen as they were squabbling on who was the most strongest Pokemon.

"HAHA! COME ON KID EVERYONE KNOWS ONYX IS THE BEST STAR POKEMON!" Blackstar announced, following with his original laugh.

Kid rolled his eyes, "DUMBASS, STARMIE IN THE BEST POKEMON! IT IS SYMMETRICAL IN EVERY WAY!"

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN IT A BIG STAR LIKE ONYX OR ME!"

. "Yeah it is! Starmie is legitimately the shape of a star!"

Blackstar blinked. "Seriously...?"

kid face palmed. "Yes dumbass, its a star!"

"huh... Didn't know that.."

"because you have the memory of a rabid squirrel,"

"WELL ITS HARD TO REMEMBER THOSE THINGS WHEN YOUR A BIG GOD LIKE ME!" Blackstar Chimed.

"Would you two Shut up," Soul cut in before Kid could make a comeback.

"Soul!" The two shouted together, with startled expressions, "you came to school?"

...Ah what? No hi Maka?... and why are they surprised Soul came to school? did they think he would of skipped from a massive hangover? For some reason she found there reactions to a suspicious manner, probably connected to why everyone was looking at soul scared today. Whatever it is Soul didn't seem to take notice to there behaviour.

"of course I'm at school douchtards," Soul retorted, " where else would i be?"

Kid looked down, " Well we just assumed that..."

Soul quickly waved it off, "yeah, yeah, never mind about that. We just need to know what happened after I shooed everyone away,"

"oh well, Kid was afraid Maka might rape Soul, so we carried you to your rooms," Blackstar answered bluntly.

Maka arched an eyebrow. Rape him...

Kid quickly jumped in the conversation to elaborate what he mean't. After explaining everything, except for some minor details (courtesy of Soul flailing his arms and slapping kid on the face with Blackstar laughing at them.)The two friends gaped at them with open mouths.

"So what your saying is, that you left right after putting as to bed, not knowing of any other events that could could have occurred during the night?" Soul inquired.

The two boys nodded.

"Yeah, Why? Did something happen?" Kid asked, but the Maka and Soul have already booked it out of the room, towards the only doctor that they could think of that they trusted with such embarrassing information. Stein.

A/N: And that concludes this chapter! the next chapter will come out at whenever-i-figure-out-the-plot-of-the-story-some-w hat day. so Please be patient. or not impatient... what ever floats your boat, im just sayin that'll do you no good to be impatient, you gets all stress and what not. Not pretty.

By the way, this is not proof read or spell checked (unless you count me re-writing this chapter from my notebook to the computer as proof read) so if theres a lot of spelling mistakes and what not, sucks to be you, well only if your so anal about that stuff like a certain someones-s-s I know (they know what they did..)

Anyways, i forgot if this was one of the stories i made that has a cheesy catch phrase at the end, so I won't even bother, unless My TACOS ARE NUTRICOUS works for ya'll (don't know why i used a country accent when I'm canadian...eh!).

ok... so...bye?