I just realized that I switched point of views. It went from the first chapter both of them talking no actual point of view to second chapter Maka's point of view. SO, I will fix it by just making this next chapter go back to where it's from both point of views again. Deal? Sorry guys I completely spaced on that. -.-
Damn humans. Soul thought to himself as he walked around the apartment picking up things that Make left on the floor or fixing things that she moved.
"Why can't she understand that I don't like my things being touched by other people. Now it smells like her." Hmm *sniff*sniff* Woah she smells like cinnamon and honey.
"Well if I'd known that some of your wolfy antics would be sniffing my things I left around I wouldn't have given in so willingly." Maka said with a little smirk, Black*Star laughing behind her.
Soul dropped her shirt he'd been sniffing and turned to face Maka and her friend with a bright red face.
"Uhm...sorry habit. I sniff things to get peoples scent. Especially someone who I'm living with so...you know...I can know your...scent..."
"Wow theres no way to make that sound any less creepy than it looked dude." Black*Star laughed and pushed past Maka to stand in from of Soul.
"The names Black*Star, you must be Soul." He held out his hand for Soul to shake. Soul still red in the face grabbed his hand and shook it.
"Yeah, you must be the boyfriend." Both Maka and Black*Star had the smiles wiped off their faces.
"No no no. He's like my brother practically. Gross." Maka shivered at the thought.
Black*Star deadpanned. "Oh like it would be so bad to date me. Pfft I am a God! You should be glad I am even in your presence peasant!"
Soul looked to Maka who was already looking at him with an annoyed look on his face.
"Does he do this a lot?" She nodded her head and looked a bit sorry.
Black*Star kept ranting about how great he was, completely oblivious that he was ignored and began climbing to the top of the couch.
"Okay, hey get your dirty shoes off the couch before I kick your ass." Soul said trying to keep his cool. He had just met this guy and he was already annoyed.
"AND...hmm oh my bad." Black*Star said hopping off the couch. "Sorry man. I have my moments."
"Whatever." Soul shrugged his shoulders at Black*Star. "So I thought you said you didn't know any shifters besides me roomy."
Maka a bit confused looked at Soul, "I don't." Black*Star gave her an annoyed look.
"Well this Black*Star guy smells like a shifter. So either you're lying or he's really good at hiding that from you, your so called brother." Soul was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
I don't like this guy around her. Wait...what does it matter? Soul thought annoyed by his random thought.
"Well actually I am only half shifter, but man thank you for finally telling Maka that I am one because she never acknowledges it." Black*Star said while pointing his thumb in Maka's direction.
Maka stuck her tongue out at him. "Well he's never shifted, so since I've never seen his wolf it doesn't exist to me." She stated simply.
"Hmmm." Soul looked at Black*Star with pity. "You want help getting your wolf out?"
Black*Star looked at Soul with wide eyes, "Dude yes!"
