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Chapter three: alcohol
Soul Eater Evens looked at the ceiling trying hard to push the forever pounding pain into the back of his mind. How uncool was hitting your head on the bathtub faucet? I mean seriously if he was going to try to be all cool and put himself in harms way to save Maka why couldn't he have access to something less cheesy... like I don't know poisonor knives... no he had to hit himself in the head nearly downing himself in the process. Not to mention how STUPID Maka had acted. Trying to act all cool telling him it was OK to take advantage of her. What a dumb ass girl.
Wow Soul you are the worst you almost raped your own mister. Not cool dude... not cool. His thoughts echoed throughout his head. He curled up under his black comforter covering his head with his pillow. He felt sick... he felt like he would never be able to trust himself around Maka again. Maka probably hated him anyway he saw her naked and touched her. He hated himself for that so it was only assumed that she hated him just as much for it. His heart sank down into his stomach.
She is probably asking Lord Death for a new weapon right now. He pushed the black and red cased pillow harder over his head. A soft angry growl pushed itself out of his throat. She had every right to, he had almost hurt her.
The phone rang outside and Soul pulled the pillow slightly off his head then decided that's what the answering machine was for. The phone continued to ring then finaly Makas voice piped up
Hey you have reached Maka and Soul leave us a message! Her voice chimed out of the machine then a long beep was heard.
"DUUUUDEEE SOUL ANSWERR THE PHONE! I KNOW YOUR THERE MAKA SAID YOU WHERE SICK LIAR SO ANSWER YOUR GOD!" Black Stars voice blasted out of the answering machine and into Souls ears. He pushed the pillow back over his head and ignored the boy who had an ego the size of a horse. Souls hand reached under the bed to find the bottle of Sky Vodka that he conned Liz into getting for him one night. He might as well drink it. There was 80% of the fifth left and mabyif he downed as much as he could it would dull the pain.
Putting the bottle to his mouth he continued to take drinks of it until he felt he was going to puke, then wishing he had some sort of orange juice or something. He knew if he had finished off the bottle in under five minitus he would wake up later having trouble remembering what happened during the time lapse. He might as well its not like Maka was going to come home again. He was sure she was already trying to get a new weapon.
Soul felt his head swirl as he reached halfway to his goal. He had never tried to drink most of a fifth of vodka in under five minuets I mean sure he drank with Black Star and Kid and was usually the last one to get stupid but that was over a long drawn out party or drunken basket ball game or something. The bottle became blurry as Soul began to have to resist the urge not to laugh at himself. putting the bottle to his lips again he took a few more large drinks from the blue bottle with silver writing. Eatch drink becoming easier as he slowly lost control of his senses.
Maka looked up at the chalk board scratching down two copies of the notes they where supposed to study. She did not have the heart to wake up Soul this morning. His head was probably killing him. She felt like she should have written him a note but decided he most likely would not have woken up anyway and would just talk to him when she got home that night. The bell rang and most of the kids had shuffled out of the room when Stein looked up at her and motioned for her to come to him.
"hows Soul?" He pushed the rims of his glasses up to get a better look at her.
"he did quite a bit of moaning in his sleep and it took a few hours for his head to stop bleeding but hes ok" She let a small almost fake smile as Stein raised a brow.
"Lord Death has heard of the situation and wanted me to talk to you about a few things" Maka nervously pulled on the hem of her shirt.
"Like what professor?" she honestly half way did not want to know.
"he wanted me to ask you if you wanted a new partner" Makas eyes shot further open at the statement.
"N-NO! IT WASNT SOULS FAULT!" Stein placed a hand over her mouth.
"i thought you would say that it was just a question and your not going to be forced to get a new partner don't worry" the professors hand left her mouth.
"o-oh ok" she looked down to the ground.
"Soul is a nice guy despite always trying to act like nothing affects him, im sure he would never hurt you Maka" Stein put a hand on her shoulder.
"i know and I know and I don't blame him" Maka looked up at her teacher.
"make sure he knows that Maka and here take these" Stein shoved two pill bottles in her hands.
"what are they for?" her fingers the small yellow bottles.
"one is a mild anti depressant and the other is a sleeping pill give him the anti depressant in the morning its going to make it a little hard for him to sleep so give him the sleeping pill at night when he needs it." he patted the girl on the head.
"ok professor I will" she shoved the two bottles Into her bag.
"Soul wont admit it but he is actually really sensitive be easy on him for a few weeks and she should be back to normal but I looked into his family history and a long line of depression runs in the Evens family the pills are just to make him more comfortable so he will really only need to take them for a few months." Stein turned Maka towards the door. She turned around and smiled at the man and began the long walk home.
Soul drunker than Jack Sparrow stumbled out of his bedroom and into the living room. Using the wall for balance as he walked he made his way to the kitchen to see what sort of liquids he could use to calm the harsh burning in his throat. Unfortunately he never made it there... tripping over the book he had dropped in the middle of the floor he crashed onto the ground in a way there was no way the people downstairs didn't hear it. Getting onto all fours he started laughing.
The door to his apartment came open and Maka tiptoed in still thinking her weapon. was asleep not knowing he was fucking drunk as hell and in the middle of the kitchen floor.
"oh haiii Maka" it looked like she almost jumped out of her skin as her eyes shot in the direction of the sound. He used the table to push himself up and tried to walk over to her. Her face drained of color as she backed up and he stopped walking. It looked like she had just kicked a puppy in the face.
"i wash right you do hate me" he backed up and tried to steady himself on a chair as Maka caught onto what was going on.
"Soul are you drunk?" she began to smell a very distinct alcoholic Oder.
"nuuuuuu" Soul blurted out laughing like a school girl. "yur crazshy" she walked up to him and bent down to look him in the eyes. The smell of alcohol hit her in the face like a rock. She leout a yelp as Soul bear hugged the girl and pulled her into his lap. "hahaha I goh yu" he nuzzled his face into the crook of her nech laughing. This wasn't the first time she had to deal with Soul when he was drunk so honestly she was a lot less nervous than her first few thoughts that went through her mind when he first started walking to her. She knew that she had to be nice to him or he would wine like a little boy and he would take everything extremely personal.
"Soul you dork" she patted him on the head taking extra care not to hit the swollen area.
"pfshhhh im noh a dork im ah coohl dude" he pulled her in a little closer. "wehll noh ahny moar now im ahn ass" his smile faded. She knew exactly what he was talking about so Stein was right soul was going to beat himself up over it.
"your still cool Soul I promise" she lovingly ran her hand through her drunken weapons hair. In honesty she liked it when he came home drunk. That meant he would pay attention to her instead of just go to his room and not come out like he usually did. Since he usually remembered little to nothing she as well could do or say almost anything she wanted that he would normally not let her do... like play with his hair for example.
"yor jush tryin to be nice" he put his head on her chest.
"no im not Soul I think your cool still and I forgive you" she felt him shift under her.
"then proof it" he looked up at her
"how" she looked at him puzzled.
"... kiss me" she froze at his request not knowing what to do and after a few hundred seconds sold looked down at the floor. His grip on her released slightly. "see I tohld yuu so" souls grip on her released completely and his hands dropped to the side of the chair. He was giving her the option to get out of his lap. Frustrated Maka grabbed his face in both hands and pulled him up to look at her. She hesitated then crashed her lips onto his.
Shock flooded the boys face he hadn't actually expected her to fulfill his request. His arms pulled back around her and pulled the small girl in closer. She could feel his tongue enter her mouth. She grimaced and pulled away from him.
"Soul you taste like booze" he opened his mouth in protest only to have her lean in again and hook her mouth back on to his. She gently nibbled on his bottom lip. She was almost a tad bit excited. She had wanted to kiss Soul for years. Drunk or not he was still Soul and honestly Soul was just a goofy drunk and was pretty skilled at controlling himself. It was Maka that wished he has sometimes lost that control and did things like kiss her. Her arms wrapped around his neck closing all of the small gaps between them. She shifted her body weight until she was no longer just sitting in his lap she was straddling him.
"mahka what are you doohing" he pulled away gently placing his hands on her hips.
"you wont remember tomorrow so just hush and enjoy it" Maka honestly herself did not know what exactly she was doing. She pushed him back against the chair and played with the top button of his shirt slowly peeling the fabric away. She had the look of satisfaction when she had completely removed his shirt.
Soul pulled her head back down to meet his lips as one of his hands slipped under her shirt and up her back. He let out a low growl as she ran one of her fingers down the sensitive scar on his chest stopping just before she reached the lining of his black jeans. She could feel something in his pants begin to harden and press against the inside of her leg.
WHAT WAS SHE DOING! she questioned her motives. Sure she was curios and the incident from last night made her even more so. Sure she had once or twice found herself watching the videos she found under Souls bed with horrified curiosity and sure she had once or twice found herself laying in bed playing with the waistline of her panties wanting to know exactly what was so good about the sinful act she had stumbled upon. But was she really going to do something like that with Soul just because she wanted to know? Just because there was a chance she wouldn't remember it the next day?
Her hand found the cold metal of his belt as she debated whether she wanted to stop or wanted to pull the object off. She knew at any point in time Soul would let her stop and not be offended by it. Unfortunately something kept tugging at her to go on.
"Professor did you remember to warn Maka about the fact that what happened to Soul may rebound and happen to her in a smaller way?" Maria looked at the man.
"oh no I suppose I forgot ah well shes a smart girl im sure she knows"...
Maka pulled at souls belt ask she nibbled on his neck.
"mahka heeyy woaah your juhmpin the gun alihttle" Souls nervous wiggle made her laugh a little. Soul had come to the drunken conclusion that Maka was a closet pervert. She squeaked as he picked her up her legs still firmly planted around his waist. He half walked half stumbled into the closest bedroom he could find and slammed her down onto the bed. Hovering over her there lips locked in a never ending battle for dominance of the other. She was crazy if she thought he was just going to let her take charge and have her way with him. He pulled the fabric of her shirt up over her beast revealing her bra. She pulled the belt out of the loops of his pants and tossed it onto the floor.
"sit up fer a sekont" it was still really hard to understand his slurred words but she figured it out and pulled herself up. He pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside. He then reached around her back and fumbled with the strap that was still holding the fabric to her body. After several minutes of no progress he leaned back with a blush and let her undo it. Her bra fell into her lap and he could now clear as day see her not as small (still small tho) anymore breasts. She tugged at his pants. The action of pulling his jeans off would prove to be to awkward of a task for her to attempt alone.
She laughed as the drunk teen wrestled his pants off with some frustration added into the mix leaving him only in his boxers. He pointed at her pants as well.
"be fair" she blushed as she looked down at her faded jeans. She began to unbutton them when Souls hand stopped her.
"i want tu make sur your ohkay with this" scarlet met emerald as her eyes locked onto his. Was she ok with this? She honestly wasn't sure what exactly she was feeling. She didn't know why but she felt as if this was another step into her bond with him. I mean she knew a few of the other meisters had already... well you know with their weapons. And she felt things... things she didn't understand towards Soul. She nodded her head and slipped the fabric off and let it drop to her knees. He bent over kissing her gently. A new feeling of passion entered the mix of lust and alcohol. His hand slowly ran up her leg until it bet the pink pokadot panties. He slipped his hand into the fabric slowly as if giving her ample chances to ask him to stop. Her breath hitched as a large warm finger found its way to her clit.
Her moans where like crack cocaine to him. He wanted more. he wanted to push her and see how far he could go. He shuttered under his touch as her hands pulled the most sensitive part of his body out of his boxers. He pulled her panties off and pulled her legs apart looking into her eyes asking for permission. She nodded her head. He grabbed her hips and she let out a moan as she felt the tip touch her entrance. He began to slide himself into her wet core. She winced and he stopped realising what just happened. Maka was a virgin. She bucked her hips telling him she was alright and pleading him to continue. He pushed further into her growling with pleasure. He tangled his fingers into her hair as he found a slow steady rhythm (honestly if he went to fast he would fall over on her) her moans and pleads made him pick up the pace plunging deeper.
Her hips began to move in time with his meeting up with every thrust until finally she couldn't take it anymore. Her back arched as her warm walls clenched onto him. Feeling her orgasm made him get close to his own and with a few more thrusts he let his warm seed inside of her.
Collapsing into her chest and completely out of energy soul drifted off to sleep as Maka ran her hands through his sweat soaked hair.
My god that was a BORING lemon …. I do apologies sincerely at the lack of ommph to that lemon but I needed to get the first one out of the way. Gah but review tell me what you think if my review count reaches 6 I will update THAT DAY.