Sleeping Beauty

Chapter Four-Tour

Maka's P.o.v

I woke up early the morning after our first fight feeling victorous. I got up, Soul was supposed to take me to tour the city. I smiled and got dressed in my favorite shirt and mini-skirt. It was a soft cream, my shirt. It was tight around my chest, showing off my small breasts and flat belly nicely. I put on my favorite pair of silver sandals with a slight heel. I brushed my hair before putting in my pigtails.

"Maka? Are you up?" Came Soul's voice from behind my door.

"Yes. Why? Is something wrong?" I walked toward the door.

"No, everything is fine. Hey, instead of cooking breakfast, would you like to start our tour off at a wonderful restaurant in town?" I thought about it. It sounded heavenly. I opened the door. Soul was dressed in simple tee-shirt and jeans.

I smiled at him. "That sounds lovely." He nodded. He smirked.

"Alright let's go." We walked out to his motorcycle. He climbed on. I hesitated.

"What's wrong?" He asked in confusion.

I blushed. "Soul, errrr, I-I'm in a skirt." I felt flustered. I hadn't thought this through. He also seemed a bit flustered.

"Ohhh, uhhhhh, h-here-" He got off the bike, "Get on, and tie this around your waist, so it lays in your lap." He handed me his jacket. I blushed.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid! I should have given this more thought!" I tied it, and climbed on. It covered me. I blushed deeply. I nodded to him.

"O-Okay, we can go now." His cheeks flushed a light shade of pink, barely noticable. He climbed on behind me. And we were off.

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He pulled up to a little country style resturant. He parked it and climbed off, turning away as I climbed off. I put his jacket on the motorcycle, draping it across the back. Soul began to walk to the restaurant after I caught up. He held open the door for me. I walked in behind him.

"Hello! Welcome to Death Barrel! (SE version of Crackle Barrel, I guess XP) How many?" Chirped the overly bubbly, blonde waitress.

"Just two." Answered Soul. The woman smiled, showing perfect teeth.

"Great! Follow me!" She lead us to a table next to a window. She gave me my menu and turned to Soul handing him his menu. She smiled flirtatiously at Soul. She gave me no attention. I glared.

"Hey, I go on break at two, would you like to meet me for lunch, hottie?" She asked. Soul shook his head.

"Can't. I'm busy."

She cast me a glare, "Surely she's not you're girlfriend!"

Soul nodded, "Yes, why? Do you have a problem?"

"What?" My mind reeled. She shook her head quickly realizing we were getting upset.

"N-No, sir. Can I get you anything to drink?" She asked awkwardly.

"I'll have a coke." He anwsered politely.

"I'll take a water." I responded evenly. She nodded and disappeared. I looked at menu.

"Sorry." I looked up in suprised.

"Why?"

"For calling my girlfriend. You didn't seem to like that."

I shook my head, "No, you're fine." He nodded. The waitress brought our drinks and took our orders. We talked throughout breakfast about everything under the sun.

Then went around town. He showed me the park and we walked down path that lead to cemetary. When he brought up the subject off the dance that night.

"Are you going to the costume dance?" I nodded.

"Yes, are you?"

He smirked, "Yea, tiny-tits I am." I glared and pulled out my book, Gone with the wind, magically, smirking evily.

"Makaaa Chop!" I slamed in down on his head.

"Ouch! Oi, Maka! That wasn't nessecary!" I put the book away and continued down the path. I gazed half-heartedly at the watch. 4:30.

"Oh! Soul! We have to go! The dance starts at 5:30, its 4:30 now!"

We took off to the bike. I ran to the apartment and into my room.

I grabbed my black corset dress and threw it on. It was made like a regular corset at the top and at my hips flared out beautifully and flowed down to my knees.

I then put on my thick, black, feather wings, that can fold like a tight accordain on either side of my spine, or flare out to just over 3 ft. I snatched my black hooded cape, that faded to a deep rich red at the last 3 inches at the floor, out of my closet and layed it on my bed. I let my hair down and straightened it, and sprayed black and purple streaks.I painted my nails black with a nearly clear purple ontop. I put on black eyeliner and purple eyeshadow. I put on a deep purplish-black lipstick. At midnight everyone was to releash their cape and show what they really were dressed as.

I walked out. I looked at the clock, 5:20

"Soul! Please tell me you're ready?" He walked out in a black and silver pinstripe tux with a deep red tie and dress shirt. A flodoria in his hand. A plastic gun in his pocket barely noticable. He was dressed as a gangster. He put his flodoria in my purse. He snatched up his cape and we took off. We barely made it.

I walked up to my friends, "Hey guys!" There were choruses of hello's back.

Liz and Patty were wearing an obvious costume of a french maid with plain black capes.

Tsubaki was wearing a deep purple dress that was tight fitting all the way to her hips showing off her breasts and flat belly. Then after her hips it flared out all the way to the floor. Her cape was a deep midnight blue. I could't tell wat she was.

Black*Star was dressed painfully obviously as Thor.

Death the Kid was wearing a perfectly symmetricaly costume as a butler to go with the french maid costumes.

"Oh, Maka, you look...very different." Stated Liz.

"Hahahahaha! Yea!" chortled Patty.

"Yes," nodded Tsubaki, "but you look so beautiful, Maka." There were more mumbles of agreement. I smiled

"Thanks." We walked in. We ate and danced and laughed. I was having the time of my life. Nobody has figured out what I am yet. I was talking to Tsubaki when I noticed that Soul was not around.

I scanned the crowd. I saw Soul dancing with another girl. I shrugged and I went back to talking with Tsubaki. Tsubaki then left to talk to Liz and Patty. I turned to find Soul kissing the girl. My heart stopped. Then it shattered. Tears raced down my cheeks.

"Maka!" Cried Liz

"Oh my God, Maka!" shrieked Patty.

"Maka! What's wrong?" chorused Tsubaki and Death the Kid. Black*Star turned to glare at Soul, his hands curled into fists.

I gasped, my mouth open, looking between them. I shook my head and turned around racing toward the exit.

"Why? Why Soul?"

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