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Chapter 3
(SOUL'S POV)
I woke up to the subtle rocking of the cruise liner and Maka sleeping next to me. Wait what… Maka is sleeping in my bed, with me! What happened last night?
As I rack my brain for memories of last night's happenings, I can't help but notice how peaceful Maka looks as she soundly sleeps next to me. I brush her golden locks out of her face and lay back down to face her.
As I sit up a pain shoots through my body and I double over in pain.
"AGH!" Last night flashes through my head as I once again cannot outrun the darkness.
"Dammit not again! Soul, wakeup, can you hear me? Please!" Maka shook me and my eyes shot open.
"I'm okay Maka." I comfort her while running my hand through my stark white hair.
"Shit!" I curse under my breath. I feel like such a weak piece of shit, worrying Maka like this, it makes me sick.
Maka reached out and rested her hand on my cheek, I slid mine over hers. We sat like that as silence enveloped us. I could cut the tension with a knife, so I decided to break the silence first.
"Now I know what happened last night." I looked up at her and flaunted a sad smile.
"Soul, you don't need to worry about it, that's behind us now. When it does happen again I will be there, and we can get through this together. So don't stand alone." She said with open arms.
A single tear rolled down the side of my face. Great, "cool" guys don't cry. Maka pulled me into a hug as I let everything go, all the pain and suffering. She rocked back and forth with me as she whispered sweet nothings into my ear. I fell asleep once again, relieved that I was not accompanied by nightmares.
(MAKA'S POV)
Soul fell asleep once again in my arms. I placed Soul back against his pillow and stayed by his side for a few extra minutes. Watching his chest slowly rise and fall, he looked so at peace. I finally got up to go fix something to eat, knowing he would wake up complaining he is hungry.
While in the middle of making some get well soup, I hear Soul walk up behind me with unsteady footsteps.
"Maka, what are you making, it smells freakin delicious." He slouched over eyeing what I was making over my shoulder.
"Soul you idiot! What are you doing out of bed, I told you that you needed to rest for a few days." Maka stated, obviously annoyed. "You can't even stand or walk in a straight line."
"Don't worry I'm fine, I'll go chill on the couch and watch some TV till the food is done."
I made sure he could actual make it to the couch and tossed him an extra blanket. He looked awfully pale and his eyes were sunken in, but his mood seemed to have livened.
"Soul-kun! Your get well soup is finished." I beamed.
"Oh, thanks Maka, but you didn't have to." He remarked.
"No, don't worry about it; I was in the mood to cook anyways."
Soul patted the spot next to him on the couch and I gladly obliged. I leaned against his shoulder and stared at the TV as he finished eating. Soul and I have become closer since the beginning of this vacation so to say, the closest we have ever been. I smiled as I could hear his gentle snores. He really needed the sleep after so much suffering each and every night. Slowly, not to disturb him, I slid my hand under his and intertwined my fingers with his own. I gave his hand a light squeeze and to my surprise he squeezed right back. A playful smile danced across his features as he continued to sleep.
(SOUL'S POV)
"HOLY SHIT!" I jumped a foot in the air as another thunder clap sounded. I walked over to one of the windows pulled back the curtain to only be welcomed by a thrashing sea and wild lightning. Maka was out cold still, so I picked her up bridal style and carried her to her room. After tucking her in I went to go crash in my room.
"Soul…" A soft voice spoke from the shadows. I rolled over already knowing that it was Maka.
I sat up, "Yeah Maka, what is it." Looking at her through the dark.
"C-Can I… perhaps, s-sleep with you." She stuttered with flushed cheeks. I just stared in awe.
"Cuz I can't sleep with all this thunder, and…" She stood there twiddling her thumbs.
"… I can trust you to keep me company."
"Yeah sure, it's fine hop in." I patted the spot next to me.
She slowly stepped into the little light provided by the moon and made her way over to the edge of my bed. I noticed out of the corner of my eye what she was wearing. Maka sported one of my wife beater tank tops, a mint green frilly lace bra matching her emerald eyes, and a freakin matching mint green thong. I almost keeled over just at the sight, but what topped off her sexiness, was her golden locks cascading over her shoulders and down her back.
"Sorry, I can go put something else on, I came in here in a hurry." She said trying to hide her madly blushing face.
I tried hiding mine as well in the shadows, but telling from her muffled giggles she could clearly tell, it was written on my face.
"N-No, it's alright with me, climb in." SCORE! Finally, an awesomely hot chick in bed, with me!
Maka threw her pillow on the other side of me and climbed over my legs. It took every ounce of my manliest manliness not to slap her amazing ass as she passed by.
"MAKA-CHOP!"
"OW! What the hell!" I cradled my now aching head.
She cut her eyes at me, "Don't what the hell me, I saw you staring and knew exactly what you were thinking. Now you better be a good little Soul." She remarked while patting my head.
"Damn, you are too good." I smirked.
She settled in next to me with her back facing towards me. For the next hour we both tossed and turned, not catching a wink of sleep yet.
Maka turned towards me and scooted closer, the tip of her nose touching mine.
"Soul, I can't sleep." She whispered.
"Me neither." I breathed.
I snaked my arms around her tiny body and pulled her closer up against my chest. She snuggled her head in the crook of my neck and I placed my chin on the top of her head.
"Soul."
"Hmm."
"Can you sing me to sleep?" She said innocently.
I began to hum a melody, one I usual play along my ivory keys. I could feel her grin against my neck as she recognized the sweet tune. My fingers moved from the small of her back and ghosted across her smooth skin down to her thigh. Our legs intertwined and my fingers played along her skin with the melody. We slowly and silently drifted to sleep in one another's arms to the thrashing waves and clashing thunder.
