Humming. It was appallingly off key and a bit muddled. That was the first thing he was aware of.
As predicted soul had been spending slot of time in the library. Maka had some obsession with reading that went beyond what he had earlier noticed. It was rare now to find her without her nose tucked between pages unless she was in a meeting. It did however give them a place to escape to that was a bit bigger than the shadowy alcoves of the ballroom.
Soul found himself in this room so often in fact it had become much like a bedroom to him. Because Maka didn't have to worry about the sun like he did she had no problem with staying in the room well into the hours of morning and souls actual bedroom was across a courtyard from here making it impossible for him to venture there after sun up.
Really he found his dreams were much more vivid with Maka's scent heavy around him anyhow.
That is what brings him back to the humming. It had woken him up. He could feel that it wasn't quite sundown yet. Maka had fallen asleep on the lounge across the room a bit after three in the morning and soul couldn't very well let her sleep here alone without any protection.
Okay so maybe she had a guard. Spirit had insisted after he noticed how much time the two were spending together far outside the reaches of his watchful gaze.
But Liz had fallen asleep Before midnight, as she was still wasn't used to the vampires sleeping habits. He was really very irritated with that one. Liz had decided every few days that she missed the sunlight and would send soul back to his room before the sun rose so she could open the curtains.
The turn of a page and some shuffling told him that Maka was very close leaning against the lounge he was napping on. Finally Maka yawned widely and set her book to the side. He felt heat seep through his pant leg as she leaned her head against him and he waited for her breath to even out.
He cracked an eye open, and felt a warm sense of contentment swell in his chest. He would have liked to simply sit and watch her sleep for the rest of the day and would have to if Liz hadn't cleared her throat from across the room.
His eyes flashed to hers and they exchanged glares.
Finally Liz broke the heavy silence with a tense hiss. "Dont even think about it"
Soul almost answered her with a snarky remark somewhere along the lines of 'its way to late for that' but decided that it would be better to just deny it. "Whos thinking about what?" Liz just rolled her eyes. "Im not blind Evans. I see the way you watch her. But you can't have her. She's our heir. She will be the next queen. She is almost of age now. When her birthday does come she will choose a mate. A mate of our species."
Soul growled. "I never said I wanted to bed her. I never said I wanted to do anything with her. You're over reacting." But even as he denied it he studied her face with her cheeck pressed into his shin and found jealousy inching through his vains.
"You deny many things about yourself. I wander often if anyone knows who you really are. She seems to think she does. But I can tell your not all you appear to be. There is rage under your surface. You want to devour her and our Maka deserves better. With those eyes of yours im surprised she hasn't figured you out yet. Your a soul eater, The worst kind of blood drinker that thrives on the death of others. I know how the blood doesn't satisfy you. If it did your eyes would glow crimson like the others when you dined. But you are stuck in a perpetual state of Burgundy. You are a hunter but I'll tell you now, maka is no prey. She will rip your guts out before you make off with a single thread of her hair. I just hope she realises you arent as saveable as she believes before you turn to strike. Theres no reason for her to get attached."
Soul took in her little speach with a boiling discomfort. She was right Maka deserved better but at the same time a voice deep in his head praised him. He is a hunter as she said. And its his purpose to claim a mate. This woman is the best match. He has the right to mate with this woman.
God when had his thoughts taken a turn in this direction. He had never even been so interested in trivial things beyond his own thirst. Yet suddenly he thirsts for her in brand new and all to familiar ways.
His eyes flashed from maka's sleeping face back to liz. He unleashed all the power of his Inner demons into his stare. His fangs inched thier way out of his gums. She almost began to shake under his gaze. "You are to low in class to be deciding your princesses future. As she leads you will fallow and with the luck of the gods so will i. Her scent though it tempts me does not stimulate my instinct to kill. It holds its strength as do her own muscles and claws. If she wishes to shred me I have no intention of stoping her. Though I do remind you I am at least as strong as she and my claws have no qualms about riding the world of an obstacle."
He released her from his gaze bringing his fingers down to glide smoothly along the skin of maka's arm. His nails just barely tickling her. She gave a soft hum and nuzzled into him only emphasizing his point on her own choices.