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My mind was filled with the sound of an extremely annoying electronic beeping. I opened my eyes and searched for the source of the noise that had awoken me from my wonderfully deep sleep.

But I soon realized that it I was not in my room like I previously thought.

I was in Soul's room. Why the hell did I just wake up in Soul's room? In Soul's bed.

Then I realized something else; not only was I fully clothed (thank Death) but Soul was nowhere to be found. I was so confused that my head began to throb painfully and that stupid beeping seemed to be getting louder.

Suddenly, the room in front of my eyes started to dissolve like sugar in water.


Maka's eyes flew open in surprise and she immediately regretted opening her them.

Bright sunshine was pouring in through the open blinds and her alarm was screaming at her to get up, almost as loud as her head was screaming at her to close her eyes, get rid of that noise, and make the room stop spinning. She closed her eyes tightly, sat up, and swung her feet over the side of her bed, with the intention of shutting off her alarm. It was Saturday morning, but she must have forgotten and set her alarm last night.

Wait, it was Saturday, right?

But as soon as Maka sat up, she was fighting the urge to throw up everywhere. So she stood up as slowly as possible, and with one hand over her mouth and one out in front of her so she could feel where she was going, Maka made her way to the alarm clock on her desk so she could shut that thing up. Then she continued on to the bathroom with her eyes still closed, since she would definitely puke if she opened her eyes now. Once she was safely in the bathroom and positioned over the opened toilet, she eased her lids open, and proceeded to puke her guts out. When she was done she only felt a little better because her head was still pounding, but at least now she could look around without being sick, if only because there was absolutely nothing left in her stomach. Maka desperately wanted to shower, but she didn't think she could stand up for that long, so she crawled back to bed.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" She didn't swear often and almost never said the f-word, but this was a special occasion.

There was someone else asleep in her bed.

How did she not notice this person before, you ask? Well, Maka's eyes had only been open for a split second before she forced them shut in order to keep from throwing up on the floor. But how was this other person not awake yet? It was pretty loud before, what with the alarm going off for who knows how long, and all the Maka related noises. Then she noticed that they were stirring, probably awake from her shouting.

Oh.

Now she knew why they didn't wake up before. It was because this person could sleep through a tornado.

Soul.

WHY DID SHE WAKE UP WITH SOUL EATER EVANS IN HER BED?!

AND WHY COULDN'T SHE REMEMBER LAST NIGHT AT ALL?

And why did this feel eerily similar…? Her dream! This was almost the same thing that had happened in that strange dream she had, except in the dream, Soul wasn't there and she woke up in his bed.

Whatever.

"Mmmm. Maka? Why are you-" Soul then seemed to realize that was not in his own bed.

A plethora of emotions flashed over his face in a mere matter of seconds.

First, confusion.

Followed by recognition.

Then, shock.

And lastly, a knowing smirk.

'That ass hat!', Maka thought. 'He remembers everything! So why in the hell can't I remember anything?!'

"Good morning, Maka." Soul said, with that stupid grin on his face.

"Soul, why are you in my bed? And why can't I remember last night at all?" She got straight to the point because she wanted answers, and she wanted them, NOW.

"Hmm, that's interesting. Gee, I wonder why a cool guy like me would wake up in his roommate's bed, both of them only half dressed."

Maka's eyes went wide as she looked down at herself and noticed for the first time that she was in her shirt from yesterday and just her underwear. Looking up at Soul she was forced to believe what he was insinuating because he didn't have a shirt on, and she couldn't see what he was or was not wearing under her sheets. A deep scarlet hue was creeping up Maka's neck to her face.

"Oh, no. No. No, no, no, no, nonononononononono. NO."

"Wow Maka, that really hurts my feelings! You didn't seem so opposed to it last night."

The intense blush that had just covered her face was now slowing draining from it.

She suddenly got the sense that today was going to be a loooong day.


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