Today is a snow day, meaning no school, so ill be able to do two to three chapters today*to Anyone reading*
(also, I started writing this on my birthday and first uploaded this the day after, just a funny FWI that probably doesn't make sense in the sense of funny.)
Chapter Four: Point of no Return
…And I walked over to the bed, and against my better judgment climbed in under the covers and snuggled tightly against him, his arms encompassing me. I don't know what was going through my mind, just that I was angry at Papa for thinking that id do what he that I did, and that he would assault Soul, and I wanted to be in his arms, it was kind of cold and I was a tad bit tired and I didn't want wake up all stiff from sleeping in a chair. As I laid there snuggly in his warm arms, my head on his chest looking up at his sleeping face with his cute smile he has when he's asleep, I could not help but think about everything, the past the future and the here and now, how everything was, no how everything is changing, about the new possibilities that could open up for me and Soul, about the friends we have, and lost with Blair leaving, how easy it would be to go to and past the point of no return, about Papa and Mama before things started falling apart between them, about the little fling Kid had or has with Liz, about Crona and how he was treated by his 'Mother', about Death and the kishin Asura that's now on the lose, about the swordsman and the young witch he protects both living here in Death City now and the prejudice against the new teacher and "student", and, wait how easy it would be to go to and past the point of no return, where did that come from?
How easy it would be to go to and past the point of no return, that's not me, or is it? I guess I really wouldn't know, I've never been in this position, and I guess the only way to find out would be to try. The point of no return, but it is the point of no return and, and wait why am I even thinking about this?
Soul's POV
The last thing that I remember was when we broke apart a gently placed a kiss upon her forehead and went to answer the door, my face not revealing anything while hers on the other hand displayed everything with her cute smile that when I opened the door, her father mistook for something else, something a little bit more devious, and reacting as most fathers in his place would, punched me in the face, sending me plummeting into darkness once again. And then I woke, the morning sun streaming in though the windows, lightly dancing on Maka's smiling cheek and closed eyelids and lighting the room, and, wait, and why is Maka in my room in my bed on me in my arms and sleeping? Oh no did we, no no, this is Maka we're talking about there's no way she would let it go that far, but I also cant remember anything from last night after her father came, wait we're still in our clothes, I think.
Maka's POV
When I woke up I woke up to Soul looking worried and trying to get up out of the bed without waking me, at which I promptly gave a small girly giggle to, realizing thought whatever the bond between us what he was worrying about and decided to play it up a little bit, "So, Soul, last night was so fun, wasn't it?" I said, giggling and dreamily slurring the s words, to which he shakily replied while keeping his calm on the surface, "M-M-Ma-k-ka what happened last night exactly?" "Oh, you don't remember Soul? Well, shouldn't it be obvious?" I replied, sounding slightly hurt, but something in my eyes must have given me away because he just smirked, giving me a glimpse of the pointed teeth to which I had become so accustomed to, "Haha, very funny Maka, nothing but sleeping happened last night, so what happens with us now? What becomes of us?" and to this I replied without missing a beat,
"We take it one step at a time, we stay best friends, we keep on being partners, we date and see how it turns out, and then, well then we move on from there."
And with that we simultaneously leaned in and locked our lips together in a passionate and compassionate kiss, our arms lovingly around one another, silently communicating with one another.
Yeah, we went past a point of no return, but a small one, a good one, a loving one… The point of no return, its never sounded so sweet.
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I hope you enjoyed, sorry it was a short chapter
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