Well, hello everyone! I decided that I'm not going to wait for my beta to edit every chap before i put it up here because i write really fast (as you can see because i'm updating after two days)

Notes: mysoulyoursoul; I have to admit that it is pretty funny that they do that but, its like in the stage of they're relationship where they're starting to trust each other but, they don't know how to label it. BUT! There is hints in this chapter to what they are to each other so, watch out for that!

Disclaimer! I still do not own Soul Eater and i doubt i will ever unless i pull a bill gates and drop ou of harvard and find aliens or something... XP

Soul

"This is what an airport looks like? It sucks!" Alex squints out into the desert. Soul has to agree with her. This was really just a run way with some shelters for the planes.

The pilot looks a bit put out by the declaration by the girl, "We have been trying to get the money but-"

Alex cuts him off, "Well, I'll talk to Death then about it, 'kay?" The pilot looks at her like she's crazy but that's how most people see Alex as. Soul shakes his head.

"Let's get going then." He says hesitantly.

Soul smirks and leans in to whisper something in Alex's ear, "You love doing that don't you?"

She turns to him with an innocent smile, "Do what?" She smiles as Soul rolls his eyes. Sometimes he wonders why she does what she does. Soul has to give her credit though; she does get the things she says she will get done, done.

The pair climbs up the stairs into one Death's airplanes. Alex looks around the cabin completely amazed. Soul watches her with a slight blush. Sometimes she really reminds him of Maka. He's starting to like her for it too. It lets him keep Maka with him where ever he goes.

But then she has qualities of her own. Her Soul Song is like Soul's but, nothing like Maka's. She hates school as much as Soul does, maybe even more. She likes to keep secrets and is a beautiful liar to keep up with that. Most of all she doesn't hate witches as much as Soul and Maka do. He likes her for those qualities too.

"It would be good if you guys would sit down and buckle up." The pilot opens his curtain to glare at the two of them. Alex gets a mischief smirk and runs out to one of the seats. Quickly as she can she buckles up and spins around in the seat.

Soul takes his time admiring the airplane as he goes. In the right corner behind the pilots seat is four seats and table in between. On the left side is a line of couches with some cup holders every two sections. There's a bar, without alcohol of course, with some cans of soda. You can see a small fridge on top of a counter in the back. Then on the same side as the table and chairs is a small bathroom.

When he's buckled next to Alex, he sticks his hand out to grab onto her seat making her stop suddenly and make a coughing noise, "SOUL!"

Soul grins at her. Her face is completely red with anger and she has her very un-frightening scowl on, "That is my awesomely cool name."

She rolls her eyes, "You are so annoying!"

"But you have to love me! I am the best flipping guy on this planet." Soul smirks at her cockily as she deadpans. The plane begins to maneuver around the holding area (A/N I cannot remember the name for where the airplanes stay for the life of me! So, that is what I'm calling it. If I'm wrong tell me!) making Alex squeal with delight and stare out the window.

Soul frowns a bit. She hadn't responded to his statement and it makes him a little sad, you could say. He would have been fine with a sarcastic remark from her. Deep down, he knows that, to her, he isn't the best guy on the planet. For now he can deal with that.

"We're going to be taking off soon so, stay in your seat until I say you can move around the cabin." The pilot shuts the curtain and the two teens wait in silence.

Soul desperately wants to find his iPod. Since this is Alex's first flight he just knows that she will start to ramble in her blonde voice about how amazing it is to fly, "Hey, Soul."

Soul bites his lip thinking, 'Do I really want to listen to her? Do I want to hear how amazing it is to fly?' He lets out a sigh, "Yeah?"

"I heard that you could fly with Maka. Is that true?"

Soul purses his lips for a moment. That was not what he was expecting at all, "Yeah I can. What about it?"

She shrugs, "I just wanted to know. I really wish I could fly like that." She lets out a laugh at her own joke. Soul raises and eyebrow not quite understanding what she meant, "Just forget it." She waves her hand in his face. Before Soul can protest she turns around to stare out the window.

Soul leans back in his chair closing his eyes when they take off. He waits impatiently for the pilot to say it is alright to walk around, "'Kay kids you-"

Before he even finishes his sentence both teens are out of their seats walking over to their bags and pulling something out. Soul pulls his iPod out fast than you can say…well, iPod. Soul sees the Alex pulls out her/Drake's guitar and some sheet music, "You play?"

Alex nearly drops the guitar in surprise, "Huh? Oh, yeah, I play. I'm terrible though." She laughs, "I only started playing 'cause I needed the money really bad. Then I fell in love." She looks down at the guitar with misty eyes, "I fell in love with music!" She throws her hands up, guitar in one hand and sheet music in the other, dramatically grinning at Soul's freaked out face.

"You are the weirdest girl I know." Soul turns away from her and sits down in his original seat. He puts his feet up on the table knowing that Alex won't say anything.

Alex lets out a huff, "Please. I am like the most normal person here."

Soul turns around in his seat with both eyebrows raised in surprise. He finds her with a 'duh' expression on. She has the hand with sheet music up to her shoulder at a ninety degree angle, "Yeah, sure."

She makes an 'O' with her mouth showing her annoyance at the boy. She grumbles something sarcastically that sounds like, "Aren't you cool. You're supposed to bring up myself esteem."

Soul rolls his eyes at her and turns back around to face forward. Before he puts his ear buds in he hears the soft plucking of guitar strings. He turns his head slowly, to make sure she doesn't hear him, around the seat to see what Alex is doing. He smiles when he finds her looking from the sheet music to the strings of the guitar murmuring to herself.

~ooOOoo~

"Wake-y! Wake-y! Ugh, C'mon Soul! Geez, how did Maka ever get you up in the morning?" Soul feels a pinching on his arm and he twitches. He yanks his arm away from the pain.

"Alex. Go. Away." He grumbles.

Soul hears Alex go quiet instantly. Soul wonders for a moment what he did wrong until he feels hard slap on his shoulder, "What did I say about calling me Alex?"

Soul's eyes pop open, "Lexi, damn it! I'm sorry." He slaps his forehead for his stupidity.

Alex smirks and then shrugs, "At least it got you up." She turns away in her seat, "Food's in front of you."

"Thanks." Soul grabs his tray of food. He smiles at it. Chicken fried rice and egg rolls (A/N Best dish in the world), "You made this all yourself didn't you?"

Alex turns around with an egg roll in her mouth. She blinks a couple of times then pulls it out blushing, "Um? The food? Oh, no, no. It's store bought. I can't cook without Bari helping me." She smiles weakly and turns back around leaving Soul looking at his food.

He shrugs and digs in. He never remembers airplane food being this good, but then again, Alex bought it. Maka was never great at picking out store bought stuff yet, she was amazing at cooking. Soul lets out a depressed sigh thinking of Maka in the hospital.

"Stop moping!" Alex sings. She looks up through her eye lashes as she puts her elbow on her knee. "You mope a lot, you know? I bet you didn't." Why is she annoying as ever today when they're stuck in a closed enclosure like they are now?

"Can I ask you something?" Soul grinds his teeth. He really wishes that she would act like she usually does when it's just the two of them. When she asks like her real self, not this made up one.

She spins around in her chair once then stops grinning, "Sure."

"When it's just us can you act like yourself?" Soul regrets using the worn out tone when she frowns. Soul doesn't care if she acts like this for everyone else because they haven't seen the real her but, he has and he wants to see it more often.

Alex brings her knees up to chest and lays her head down on them with her face looking at Soul, "Why do you care so much? I'm just your temporary partner."

"I don't care if you're just my temporary partner. If I'm going to work with someone I have to, at least, like their personality a little bit!" Soul growls. He doesn't know why this is all happening now but, he's happy it is. He's tired of the lies too. Can he at least have some truth for her? Yeah, he knows that her mom's a witch and her dad was terrible but, he wants to hear it from her.

"What's so wrong with my personality? This personality never got me hurt! The other one nearly shattered me!" She stands up clenching her fists. Soul looks up at her in mild horror, "I changed because I didn't want that happening again! I didn't want anyone to find out about my family. How I came to be and everything! I didn't want people to know! I wanted to start off clean. Make a new life…" She trails off shaking her head. Soul watches a single tear drop from her face to the floor as she runs off to the bathroom.

Soul knows in a lot of the movies the guys don't move and let the girl cry it out and then when they get to where ever they're going the pair acts like nothing happened. Soul remembers Maka squealing with delight when a movie guy went after the girl after a fight. Soul recalls that Maka's favorite song was 'Mine' by Taylor Swift because the guy went after the girl.

Soul pushes himself off of his chair and rushes over to the bathroom door, "Alex, listen to me okay?"

"It's Lexi!" She shouts. Her voice sounds groggy with crying.

"Just listen okay?" He growls at the door. He slides down and lets his back lean against the door, "I know that you went through a lot of shit. I know that you're scared. And that's cool because what you went through but, if we're going to work together you have to trust in me. I'm not going to be taken away from you like Drake was! We both know he didn't run away from you! Please, Alex, trust me." Soul wonders if that was a cool enough speech for the movies or something. Was all this talk going to get Alex to believe him? Soul knows that he isn't going to be leaving this girl's side for any reason. He smiles when he thinks of their weird connection. Like they were born on the same day or that they've known each other for years and not days.

"You'll hate me though! They told me about what Medusa did to you!" She sucks in a deep hiccup-y breath.

Soul lets a laugh out, "Medusa actually helped Maka and I. Because of the black blood Maka and I became more powerful." Yeah, it caused them a lot of hell but, once Soul got a hang of it, it really helped them become a better team.

I stare at the sink as I grip the side until my knuckles turn white. Then I look up at myself in the mirror. It's been a while since I've actually seen the real me. I take a piece of my pure white hair into my hand. I twirl it around my finger sighing once again, "C'mon, Alex." Soul sighs. I look at the door than back to the mirror.

I stare into my own pair of bright gray eyes. Hair from my father and my eyes from my mother, "Do you promise not to leave?" It comes out barely a whisper.

You know how everyone has this irrational fear of something? Like how my cousin Crona has a fear of dealing with people? Or how my mom has a fear of bears (don't ask)? I have the fear of people leaving. When I think about him leaving, I feel this incredible ache in my chest. When I think of Soul leaving, because of my past, I get the same ache. I can't bear to lose any more people close to me.

"Alex, I'm not going to leave you. That's completely uncool."

I snort a laugh, "You think everything's uncool, Soul." I grab a hold of the door knob scared out of my fucking wits. All the usual question running through my head. What if he hates me? Will he believe me? What if he does leave? Will he look at me the same way again?

The door falls in hitting my head and leaving Soul on his back in the process, "Holy fuck."

My eyes widen as I stare down into his red ones. I gulp, "I…ah…changed…my hair color and eye…" I stutter. I don't know why it's so hard to tell him that. Right, I cast a spell to make it so.

"This is…what you really look like?" He flips onto his stomach and then stands up right away. He takes a hold of my shoulders, probably to keep me in place, and studies my face.

I bite my lip and laugh nervously, "Yeah, I got my hair from my father and my eyes from my mother. My mom never cheated on my father. He left before I was born. My mom said he didn't want anything to do with me."

"Wow, so, your dad was part albino?" Sometimes I'm really grateful that Soul is not one to pry. These are one of those times. I really do not want to tell him about how my father cheated on his wife with my mom.

I shrug, "Maybe. Like I said I never knew him." Then Soul begins to laugh. I stare at him in horror, "What are you laugh at?"

"All I had to do to get you to open up was to act like one of those sappy guys in one of Maka's chick flicks!" He lays his head on my shoulder and continues to laugh as my blood begins to boil.

"You are such an asshole." I let out a laugh and lean my head against his letting my anger disappear. It isn't needed right now.

Maybe, opening up to people isn't such a terrible thing. Maybe, I can actually make something of this now. Maybe, I'm healing.

"Are we good with this uncool sappy stuff now?" Soul mumbles into my shoulder sending chills down my spine.

I huff blowing some of his hair out of my face, "You just love ruining moments."

"No, ruining moments is uncool." He lifts his head a little so, I move mine. He looks into my eyes smirking, "Annoying you is so cool though."

I place a scowl on my features, "That is just plain mean." I cross my arms and pout at him. His smirk widens enough for me to see his overly sharp teeth.

When I close my eyes to let out a content sigh, I feel Soul move. When I open my eyes, I find Soul leaning in and for a moment I think he's going to kiss me right on the lips.

I don't know if I should be scared or happy.

Happy! Dude, how long has it been since you've actually been kissed? IT'S BEEN MONTHS! MONTHS!

I don't know if I should push him away or let him.

LET HIM! Those amazingly warm lips on yours! That would be heaven!

I don't know if I should slap him or wrap my arms around him.

Do I have to keep telling you what to do? You know what you want!

Soul presses his lips against my forehead and I smile. 'This is what I need. Not some make out scene in the bathroom.' I smile to myself as I hear my other self grumble something about being boring now.

I wrap my arms around his neck, "Thank you." For a moment he stands there confused out of his mind but, then wraps his around a round my back.

"You know, I just wanted you to open up to me. Not hug me." He grumbles. I can feel his heart beating fast but, I can't say much either 'cause mines doing the same. I can't believe this normal weapon can make me so annoyed, pissed off, miserable, happy, and plain nervous.

I laugh a real laugh, "It's really just nice to have someone there for me. It's been a while since I've had that."

He pulls away and chuckles, "You can be so weird sometimes."

I frown at him, "Sorry that the independent girl likes to depend on some people sometimes!"

He rolls his eyes and is about to say something when we hear the 'bing' of the seatbelt signal. We meander over to our seats. I buckle mine and turn to look out the window. I see some of the ocean and some of the continent. I already love this country. Nice and warm with some hot guys on the beach!

"Hey, Alex."

"What?"

"Are your boobs real?"

"I'm not answering that."

I'm sorry but, the last part is completely random and it soooo shows Soul's pervy side. And it just reminds me of my friends.

ANYWAY! Keep up the reviewing and i'll update even faster!