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Chapter 3: Brother

Maka finished stuffing the suntan lotion and her towel into the bag, and succeeded in snapping it shut. She could hear the woven straw creaking as she picked up the straw, tan beachbag and slung it over her shoulder. She kicked her closet shut, and wandered out to the living room, where Soul was poring over a video game guide as the Final Fantasy X menu kept replaying on the television screen before him. Soul looked up as she walked in, and looked her up and down, "You're not going over to Kid's house in that, are you?" He asked.

Maka stared down at the sundress she was wearing. It was a soft, pastel yellow, and had a simple cut and design, with white ribbon trimming. It was form fitting, and the small skirt flared from the bodice at her hips. It stopped halfway down her thighs, just barely covering her bottom. Soul sincerely hoped she wasn't going to bend in over in that thing. Maka shrugged, "What's wrong with it? It's a swimsuit coverup, I'm wearing my bikini under this."

Soul arched an eyebrow, "Absolutely not."

"What?"

"You heard me. You are not going to Kid's house in that dress. And I think you should wear a one piece. I thought you two were swimming to exercise."

Maka fixed him with a classic green-eyed venom-glare, "We are. And who said you got to decide what I wear?"

"Since you grew a chest and developed nice legs, and since you started liking Kid, and since-because I'm like your brother, and it's my job to protect you from the carnal desires of boys."

"Good God, you sound like my father." Maka muttered, now rummaging the fridge. Indeed, she was bending over, and showing more than Soul would like anybody to see.

"At least I'm letting you go. And that skirt is really way too short."

"Oh, hush. You'll live." Maka stated, pulling out a red-flavored Powerade.

"And what about Kid, hmm?"

"What about him?" Maka asked, attempting to stuff the Powerade into her already-overcrowded beachbag.

"If he does something to you, I won't—"

"He's Kid." Maka rolled her eyes, "He's too much of a gentleman to pull any crap. Part of the reason I like him. Duh."

Soul rolled his eyes right back, "Okay. But he's still a guy. And you don't wanna know the kinds of thoughts that go through a guy's head."

Maka arched an eyebrow, "I'm not naïve. Papa is Papa, after all."

"Exactly, which is why you should dress more modestly."

"I'm out. See ya this evening." Maka said, waving.

"Maka! Ugh!" Soul scoffed as he watched the front door close.

Kid better be on his best behavior . . .


A/N: Frankly, I find brother!Soul much more amusing and embarrasing than jealous!Soul. I think it's cute that he looks out for her so diligently, like an older brother. ^^

Besides. He's got Liz. XD

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