Another Breast Attack!
Soul And Maka Are Together?
Blair's P.O.V.
As soon as the cutie scythe came out of Maka's room and closed her door, I jumped him, nyan!
"Hey, Mr. Scythe Boy!" I giggled, purposely pressing my breast against him.
"Bl-Blair!" Soul grunted, trying his best to resist a nosebleed caused by me again. He was so adorable when he tried to resist me!
"What's wrong with Maka?" I asked.
"Black Star did another of his gamble basketball games today." He said, looking away from me, "Everything turned out fine though."
"So her team won?"
"No, my team lost, so I had to do a dare."
"Then, why did it upset Maka?"
"I had to kiss her."
"Then, why is everything fine? You're miiine, nyan!" I whined, pressing myself closer to the weapon.
A twitch of annoyance came over him and he started pushing me away.
"No, I am not yours, Blair!" he growled.
My heart started to hurt a little bit as I tried smothering him with my boobs and replied, "Nyan? But Soul likes Blair, doesn't he? Soul's Blair's!"
"Blair, STOP IT!" he yelled, glaring at me as I fell back and landed on my butt, "Me and Maka are together and I won't put up with your bullshit anymore!"
Tears started forming in my eyes; I really did like the scythe boy. Why couldn't he see that?
Soul sighed and turned from me, "Making girls cry is not cool. Blair, just quit with that already. That won't help anything, so please just stop."
I couldn't take it. I got up and ran out of the apartment, crying.
"Pump-pumpkin!" I chanted, calling a big pumpkin to ride away from there on.
'Not fair…' I thought, staring at Death City below, 'Blair liked Mr. Cutie Scythe first…'
Author's Note: Just a short chapter to introduce a plot twist! I hope you like it! I got a bit planned with this plot twist. I hope I wrote as Blair correctly! *giggles* The next chapter will return to Maka's perspective, just in case I forget to put that!
