A/N sorry about the long update. im trying to update all of my stories as soon as i can! hope you like this one and sorry its a little short

Soul and Maka were still leaning against the wall sleeping when the sun finally made it over the hill. Shining on the two of them, Soul slowly opened his eyes and felt something warm on his shoulder. He sat up slowly and looked down only to find Maka's head on his shoulder. She looked so peaceful… so…cute. He leaned his head back against the wall and listened around him. He could hear some birds in the back round, a creak down that slope to their right and the sound of people going in and out of the gas station store. The only other thing he could hear was his breathing.

Soul felt really sore and couldn't quiet remember what happened that made him so sore. Maka brought her feet in closer to herself and wrapped her arm around her knees. Soul leaned down to see if she was awake. She had her eyes open and was looking at the ground sadly.

"Maka…?" she looked up at him and sat up. She smiled a small smile and started drawing a picture in the dirt with her finger.

"What's wrong Maka? You're not re-thinking this are you?" he pulled his legs up and sat cross legged, wincing as he moved. She looked up at him shakily and opened her mouth.

"I… don't think I should have came with you Soul. If I had known it would be this miserable, I would have stayed there with my mother." Soul thought for a moment and smiled.

"Come on." He got up and held his hand out.

"W-Where are we going?" she took his hand and got up, brushing the dirt off of her skirt.

"To call your mom." He dragged her over to the payphone he used last night and put a quarter in. he took the phone off the machine and handed it to Maka.

"Here" She wasn't sure if she should take it. What if her mother is worried about her so much that she'll come and get her? She raised her hand and Soul took her hand all the way and placed the phone in it sloppily. He pointed towards the key pad and crossed his arms.

"Fine…" she dialed the number and wait for what seemed like an eternity. Maka closed her eyes and took a deep breath as someone picked up the other line.

"Hello?" Maka's face worried as she looked at Soul. He urged her to talk.

"M-mom? No I-… yes he's with me. No we didn't run away together… no don't think he should talk to you." she started to sound like she was losing her temper.

"I don't want you to pick me up. Soul hasn't touched me mom! He's not like dad- I know he's a fighter. Look mom I have to go… bye." She hung the phone up frustrated and growled in anger. Soul backed away to keep himself at a safe distance just in case she exploded. She stormed off down the road in the direction they were headed.

"Maka! You can't just leave me there." He smiled slyly and ran up behind her.

"Sorry. I'm just… stressed right now I guess. With all this running away thing and the fight last night, Soul." She folded her arms and looked over her shoulder as they walked on the side of the road.

"I know how ya feel. It can get pretty tough out here." Soul walked behind her looking over her shoulder as well smirking. She giggled as she slowed her pace so she was side by side with Soul.

"You know how… things don't always turned out how they were planned saying right?" he nodded and she continued.

"Well, what if It doesn't turn out the way ya planned it to be?" she smiled and held her hand out in front of her as a gesture of obviousness. Soul smiled and looked down at the ground playing with his feet.

"I would know, if it didn't turn out right. Let's just say… I know it will." He shrugged and clasped his hands together behind his back.

"Or alright Mr. Fights-a-lot. You do that." Maka rolled her eyes and let her arms drop to her sides. They walked in silence for the next half hour. Listening to the cars and trucks as they drove by. Each one sounded different, like people. They're all different, but something tells Soul, he and Maka aren't all that different. Sure she doesn't like fighting but everything else so far, they have in common. Soul has a feeling this adventure might turn into something more…

"Soul?" Maka broke his train of thought.

"Huh? Oh what?" he noticed they stopped walking.

"Which way?" she asked. There was a fork in the road, and Soul really didn't know which way to go. He thought about this and an Idea popped into his head.

We can ask… wait never mind." He changed his mind after he looked around and they were on the side of an empty high way.

"Right. Of course. The boy who drags me away from home doesn't know which way to go." Maka placed her hand on her hip and rolled her eyes.

"Shhh… I know what in doing. Come on this way." He snatched her hand and pulled her to the right.

"How can you be so sure and not have any doubt this is the right one?" she pulled him to a stop and asked.

"I remember a lot of things when I was a kid. We used to drive to New York all the time." He shrugged and slowed down to a walk.

"Really. Cause the last thing I remember is you getting you head smashed into the wall last night." They continued their journey down the road and stopped at a truck stop for some lunch.

"What do ya want? I'm buyin." Soul asked her as she lifted her head up from his shoulder.

"What? That man took your money Soul how are you going to pay for the food?" she sounded confused.

"Trust me. If you can't resist a face like this," he stuck his thumb at himself, "then no one can." He smirked and walked ahead of Maka, leaving her both disgusted and horrified. She walked after Soul into the small dinner.

"This better work Soul…" she whispered in his ear.

"Don't worry…." He said back as he walked up to the counter. And to his advantage, there was a young girl at the counter. Maka rolled her eyes as he leaned on the counter with his elbow. Maka sat down at a booth in the corner and waited for the nightmare to be over. She watched as Soul chuckled and shoved his hands in his pocket and swayed side from side. If Maka knows one thing, that's not how to pick up a girl the right way. This was going to end up really, really bad…