Worlds Apart

Chapter 4: You're Hired

-by: SimplyPocky-

Maka did her best not to think about what would happen when she got home. She shouldn't have said that. Even if she learned things about Soul she wasn't suppose to know, that didn't mean she had to talk about it. She should have just kept her mouth shut. She was going to be fired. She was going to be sent back to that brothel. She was going to have to give up her body to men she didn't know.

"Maka Albarn!"

Maka's attention snapped up and she realized everyone was watching her.

"Y-Yes?" She said as the teacher tapped his foot impatiently.

"I've called your name three times now. What's the answer to question three." He growled.

Maka sighed and gave the answer. She couldn't let this drive her crazy. Even if she went back to the brothel or had to have sex with different men, she wouldn't let this ruin her life. She would pay her debt back, she would go on to college and she would continue to live her life. Because she was strong. She was strong.

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"That was your last meeting of the day, Mr. Evans." Tsubaki said as she and Soul walked down the hallway of the office building. Soul was already loosening his tie, sighing in relief. It had been a hectic day. He couldn't wait to get back home. That was definitely a first.

"Good, I'm going to head out then. As soon as that contract is written up, you can too, Tsubaki." Soul said as they reached the door of his office. He opened it to reveal a tall blonde woman leaning against his desk. Soul let out another heavy sigh and looked at Tsubaki.

"Oh, and Elizabeth Thompson is here to see you." She said sheepishly, clutching her clipboard to her chest. Soul rolled his eyes and dismissed the young secretary who quickly scurried off. She was amazing at her job, but she really needed to grow a backbone. He had told Tsubaki several times to NOT let Liz into his office without his permission, but one look from the fiesty blonde and he knew the girl would cave. It was becoming a daily issue.

"Liz, what are you doing here?" He asked as he closed the door behind him.

"To see you, of course. You're all finished with work, right? How about you come back to my place. I'll make you dinner." She said as she walked up to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing his cheek softly. But Soul had other plans. Besides, Liz couldn't cook to save her life.

"Sorry, I'm just going to go home tonight." He said as he pryed her arms from around him. She tilted her head, giving him a confused look.

"You have a home, Soul? I thought you lived in hotel rooms." She joked, but stopped laughing when he glared at her. "Well, can I see your house?"

"No." He quickly said and walked to his desk. He scooped up some paperwork he needed to finish tonight and put it into his briefcase. Then he turned back to Liz and with a nod said, "Have a good evening, Liz."

And he walked out of the door. Liz, however, wasn't going to just let him go. She was the daughter of one of the most powerful men in Death City. She got whatever she wanted. And right now, she wanted Soul Evans.

"Soul, come on. I'll keep you company tonight. Doesn't that sound better than going back to an empty house?" She cooed as she latched onto his arm. He looked down at her, giving a smirk, and she thought she had finally won.

But Soul jerked his arm out of her grasp and said, "I have someone waiting for me."

And Liz was left to stare at Soul's back as he walked away. Who had taken her man away?

Liz frowned in disdain. She would find out and she would get rid of her.

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Maka had just finished making dinner when she heard the front door open. She felt her heart accelerate in her chest as she walked to the living area. Soul was closing the door behind him when Maka took a deep breath and nervously said,

"W-Welcome home."

He looked up at her, slightly surprised, but it melted into a smirk.

"It's been years since someone welcomed me home." Soul said as he removed his jacket. Maka quickly took the jacket from him, sensing that he was about to drop it somewhere and forget about it. She also took his briefcase, but when she reached for a large bag in his other hand, Soul moved it out of her reach,

"Ah. Ah. Ah." He said and walked pass her. Maka tilted her head in confusion, but followed behind him. "What's for dinner?"

"U-Um, well based on the empty food containers I found in here, I figured you haven't been eating very well. So I made something filling and healthy." Maka said and watched as Soul took in the kitchen table. It was like something in a magazine, with everything placed perfectly and the food steaming beautifully. Soul heard his own stomach growl.

"Great." He said and quickly sat down. He grabbed his fork and knife and dug into his plate. Maka nervously stood there for a moment, twidling her thumbs before she also sat down. She nibbled at her own plate and Soul noticed that she kept giving him nervous glances. "What's wrong?"

"What! Nothing? I mean, nothing's wrong. Everything is fine, just fine. How was work?" She said and sipped her glass of water.

"It was...fine. How was school?"

"School? School was great, just great. Had a test today, I think I did good. Yeah. Maybe." She said and her grip on her glass tightened so much that Soul thought it might break in her grasp. "No, today was terrible!" She finally cried out, surprising Soul.

"Did something happen?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at the angry face she was giving him.

"I spent all day worrying about if when you got home, you would fire me. I thought I would have to go back to that damn brothel. I thought I would have to have sex with sleezy businessmen. I was worrying about it all day! I think I failed that test. Oh god I'm going to have to retake it. That's more studying." She was rambling now and Soul cleared his throat to gain her attention.

"I'm not going to fire you." He said and took another bite of his food.

"You're not?" She asked, hating how she felt relief already overwhelming her.

"Nope, but I have another term." He said with a full mouth and Maka resisted the urge to shudder.

"I won't pry into your private life anymore, if that's what you mean." She said and he shook his head.

"You were right, it's not like I can hide it with you living here. I have a feeling I'll be spending more time here too since it's going to be a more...pleasant enviorment. Anyway, it's inevitable, right?"

"Right..." She said, giving him a suspicious look.

"But,"

"But?" She asked, leaning forward.

"I have some more terms."

"Like?"

"What happens here, stays here."

"Um, not that I have anyone to tell, but I don't think I'll be rushing off to tell people that I'm a live-in maid for a disgusting businessman."

"You don't have any friends?" He asked and Maka sighed in frustration. Of course that was all he got out of that.

"Anything else?"

"You have to wear a uniform." He said and she was, again, left dumbfounded.

"Whatever, as long I get to keep the job." She said, now able to enjoy her dinner with peace of mind.

"Yeah, in fact, I have your uniform here." Soul said, kicking the bag to Maka. It slid across the polished floor and tipped over. Maka watched as a some sort of black and white cloth fell out and she reached down to retrieve it. She held it up and Soul nearly choked on his food at the look that crossed her face. She stared in horror at the french maid costume, but it quickly melted into anger.

"What the hell is this! I'm not wearing this, Soul!" She nearly screamed.

"Oh, but I thought it was okay as long as you could keep your job." He said teasingly and enjoyed the murderous look she was giving him.

"This is crossing it. This has to be harrassment or something." She growled, but he only waved her off.

"Of course not, it's just a uniform. It's one of the terms, Maka, if you wanna keep your job..."

"I get it. I get it." She said, clenching the fabric in her fist. He continued to watch her until she snapped, "What!"

"Well, aren't you going to put it on?" He asked and, if looks could kill, Soul was sure he would be suffering slowly right now.

Maka got up and stomped away and Soul chuckled as he ate his food. He knew she wouldn't wear it, but it was funny to watch her get so mad. She was just so damn fun to tease, he couldn't help it. Soul took another bite of his food, feeling more relaxed than he did all day. The food was good, the house was clean, he was laughing. He could get used to this.

"What the hell, Soul! This is so harrassment!" Soul heard her scream and he turned to see her standing in the doorway. Soul nearly choked on his food again, but for a completely different reason. Maka stood there, clad in her maid outfit. It stopped mid thigh with cuffed sleeves and lots of lace. Soul wished that she had put on the stockings and hat, but he was content with this.

"W-Wow, didn't think you would put it on." Soul said, fighting with all his power to keep his composure. Maka flushed brightly and she clenched her fists at her side.

"You said it was a term, so I put it on." She hissed and Soul shook his head in amusement.

"You're something else, Maka." He laughed and set his fork and knife down. "I'm going to go shower now, I have work to finish."

"So d-do I still have to wear this?" She asked and Soul stopped in front of her. He leaned down and Maka took a step back. He was so close, she could clearly see his handsome face and his crimson eyes. His teeth were magnificently white and there was a certain smell on him that Maka liked. Something like peppermint. But she also smelled something else, like perfume. Women's perfume.

"I was just kidding." He teased, sticking his tongue out. She seemed to snap out of something and Soul watched as her face flushed red and she bared her teeth in a menacing growl.

"You-You-"

"But if you wear it, I'll give you an extra $5000 a week. I'm sure that will help you with your college fees." He said with a wink.

"Oh, thank you for the kind offer, Mr. Evans, but I don't need it. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go change now."

Soul watched as Maka walked away, her skirt swaying as her hips moved. He had to admit, she had a nice ass and nice legs...and a cute face and pretty hair. Who was he kidding, his maid was hot! Soul shook his head slightly, not at all happy about this realization. She was a high schooler. She was underage! He was suppose to be helping her, even if he was doing it mostly for his own amusement.

Soul was fully aware of the line he couldn't cross with the girl. But he could already tell it was going to be a battle.

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Maka, on the other hand, was worrying about something else entirely. As she changed into her pajamas, millions of things were running through her head. The offer Soul gave her for some extra cash, the fact that she had a test to retake, the wonderment of that girly perfume that was sticking to Soul's clothes. She shook her head. She wouldn't pry. It's not that she cared anyway. Soul was obviously a player. He probably hit on all the girls at his job.

That wasn't her concern. She was only a maid, afterall.

To Be Continued...

Yes, Tsubaki is the secretary and she will have a larger part later on. Liz is, obviously, an antagonist. Black Star will show up again in later chapters. Kid will also have a significant role in this series. I'm not exactly sure what Patty's role will be yet or what other characters will make an appearance. Well, look forward to the next installment, I hope to have it up soon to make up for this short chapter. Please review and thanks for reading!