You have no idea about how much I love you reviewers! The updating on this story will be choppy and random, it will only be updated almost every day when I start Summer, in like two weeks.
Thanks for noticing that typo, ZombeiKid, it's ironic because I'm totally a huge Nirvana freak and I'm usually scolding people on youtube for that. Youtube must've finally got to me in convincing me that it is, Smells Like Team Spirit unlike it's real name of Smells Like Teen Spirit.
Well now that that mini rant is over, HERE'S CHAPTER 4! xD
Oh and p.s. this one's longer.
:D
Chapter 4
School
He felt a shake in his side, one that shook his whole body. He let out a loud, tired groan.
"Soul get up, we have to go to school."
Ugh. School.
Maka still sounded strangely gentle, and she was shaking him, not throwing her usual ammo of books at his head to wake him. Sitting up in his bed, Soul blinked at Maka, who was standing by his bed staring at him. Soul stood up.
"Alright, alright. I'm getting up. Now go on and get yourself ready for school too." He scoffed at her, she was still in her pajamas too.
"Pfft, don't you tell me what to do, Soul Eater Evans. I do what I want."She walked out the door. Good, she was back to her normal feisty self. Somewhat.
Stretching out his arms and legs, Soul went over to his dresser and grabbed out the usual shirt, yellow and black jacket, and brown pants. He donned his clothes and was out to the kitchen, where Maka was flipping pancakes. She was humming almost cheerfully. Well this was an improvement. The smell of pancakes wafted through the air, and Soul took a deep breath, making him realize how hungry he was.
"Hey, when will these be done?" He asked Maka, directing to the pancakes on the pan.
"Soon." She simply stated it, not even stopping to look at him.
"Okay, whatever." He walked off to go get plates out, setting them next to the stove where Maka was cooking. Soul proceeded to grab two glasses and fill them with milk.
Sitting down at the table with the milk, he boredly stared at his milk glass until he got even more bored. His eyes lingered around the room for a while until he found himself staring like a pervert at Maka's ass, that just happened to be moving around in the most mesmerizing way possible. He watched it sway side to side as she hummed and flipped pancakes. Dirty thoughts filled his head, and he mentally slapped himself. God, stupid hormones!
Maka turned around, and he was lucky that he had just merely seconds before, taken his eyes off that luscious ass of her's. She set the pancakes down in front of him and gave him a genuine smile, one he hadn't seen of it's kind in a while.
Soul ate his pancakes quickly, seeing as that school was to begin soon. Maka had taken her seat across from him, and he assumed she was going to school too. They did after all, need to tell Spirit about Maka's mother. He had a feeling that this morning at school was going to contain a lot of tears.
Finishing up, he put his dishes in the sink and filled it with water. Grabbing his keys, he stared at Maka, who was putting on her black coat, "Are you coming?"
She got her arms through the sleeves and grabbed her book, "Yeah."
Soul nodded and walked down to the apartment's garage, starting the motorcycle. It came to life with a roar when he turned the key, and he swung his leg over, Maka following shortly. They went off on their way to school, meeting up with Tsubaki and Black Star when they got there.
Black Star jumped up when they got there, whacking Soul's back, "Hey there dude!" He was still as hyper as ever.
Soul was bent over in a usual slouch when Black Star smacked his back so hard, "Hey, what have you guys been up too?" He queried as if everything was normal, noting to himself that Maka was calmly talking to Tsubaki like she was fine.
"We've just been up to the normal stuff. You know, with me being a big star and all!" Black Star smiled cheekily and directed to himself like he usually did. Sometimes Soul wondered if he had been dropped on his head too much when he was a baby.
"Cool, we better get to class." Maka joined Soul and all four of them walked to Stein's class together.
They chatted for a bit longer until Stein walked into class, silencing everyone. He rolled in backwards like he usually did, silencing everyone with the backwards topple of his chair.
"Good day class, today we will be strengthening your soul wavelengths with your partner." The class looked skeptically at him, this was abnormal. Usually he'd have some rare species to dissect or something, this was definitely new.
Soul let out his signature sneer, "Ha, this is new Stein, did you lose your privileges to dissect things in class?"
Stein shook his head, "No, simply wanted to strengthen the bonds between meisters and their weapons."
The class blinked, "We will start by you simply getting to know your partner's past better."
Soul turned to Maka, "Well, do you want to talk first?"
Maka nodded, "Sure." She took an intake of breath before beginning, "I started out in a small town with my family. It actually isn't too far from death city. My parents loved each other dearly, at first. Of course, papa says he still loves mama, but he still cheated on her. Mama got mad and divorced papa, and I moved out on my own. I came to Death Weapon Meister Academy with a purpose to get as strong as mama, and that's when I met you." He almost thought he heard the slightest of wavers in her voice as she mentioned her mother.
He smiled, "I think I knew most of your past. Now where to begin in mine..." He contemplated where to begin his story before retelling it, "I was born into a small family. My parents were slaughtered by kishin when I was two, and I was put in an orphanage. I was shortly adopted into a rich family about a week after entering the orphanage. I matched them completely, my albino qualities. It was rather strange how well I fit into a family that had adopted me. They taught me proper manners and such, but I felt smothered. I wanted to go do something on my own, so I came to DWMA, to become a weapon like my original parents were."
Maka blinked, she hadn't known half that about Soul. He had an interesting past, she didn't even know that he wasn't the true blood son of his albino father, they shared such similar qualities.
Soul chuckled a bit at Maka's dumb-struck expression, "Interesting past, eh?"
She nodded and Stein's voice rang across the classroom, "The lesson is over, class dismissed."
Great, Soul knew what had to come next, they had to go tell Maka's dad about her mother. He sat up and waited for Maka, walking out the door with her to Shinigami-sama's office down the long hallway.
Maka stopped him halfway there, hand on his shoulder, "I promise I won't cry anymore, but what are we going to say to him?"
He thought about this for a moment, "I'm not quite sure what we can say, I guess we just have to give him the message and be there for him. Are you serious about crying? I mean, it's okay, I don't mind, thought it hurts me to see you in so much emotional pain. You have to get out what you need to get out right?"
She shook her head and smiled, "No Soul, it's fine. I decided I just want to remember her the way she was, and honor her memory. However cheesy that may sound, that's what I'm going to do."
He grinned, "That's not cheesy, that's fine with me. Whatever you need to do to rid yourself of emotional pain."
They continued on their way to go see Maka's father. Soul had found his new found hope for Maka, she was no longer weak.
Hey look, this chapter is longer then the others! YAY! Well, read and review. I know, you guys are probably dying for when I make Soul and Maka finally kiss and do other things. DON'T WORRY, IT WILL COME SOON. I'd say it'll be next chapter or the one after that. Yup. AND THANK YOU TO ALL MY LOVELY REVIEWERS!