In Which I Bite Maka's Nose

The scariest nightmares were the ones I couldn't remember.

I'd waking up sweating and thrashing but have no recollection of what happened. The rest of the night I would sit and wait for morning to come because I didn't dare go back to what I was running from. Even though nightmares like that rarely came, I would be haunted by the thought for a few days.

"Soul you complain about me being superstitious when your the superstitious one," Maka whined.

"What do you mean?" I growled.

"You're gnashing your teeth at everything that walks by!" she exclaimed.

"I'm just sharpening them," I complained.

"For what reason?!" she yelled in my face.

And I bit her nose.

On accident really.

I meant to bite the air, but I hadn't realized how close she was.

"Sorry!" I said immediately.

"Oww," she mumbled holding her nose. "So you were sharpening your teeth to bite people geez."

"No!" I protested.

She laughed still holding her nose, "Joking."

I grumbled some insult.