The two froze, Soul bent over with his hands on his knees and Maka on her knees in her bed as there was a massive crash from the living room.
"MAKA! SOUL! THE GREAT BLACK*STAR IS HERE TO MAKE SURE YOU HAVEN'T BEEN KILLED BY A KISHIN WHILE I WAS AWAY PROTECTING OTHER WORSHIPPERS OF THE GREAT ME!" Black*Star's voice rang through the small apartment.
"Oh shit." Soul said quietly.
"In the closet! Now!" Maka said forcefully, pushing the boy into it before collapsing back onto the bed, pulling Soul's headband off and hiding under the covers. Black*Star burst into her room, followed closely by Tsubaki, who was desperately trying to calm the hyperactive Black*Star down.
"YOU CAN'T BE SICK, MAKA! YOUR GOD DOES NOT ALLOW IT!" The boy jumped up onto her bed, and Maka faked a weak cough.
"Black*Star! Get down from there, let Maka have her rest!" Tsubaki pleaded.
Black*Star stopped for a moment, his head tilted to the side and Maka let out a small hiss. "THERE IS SOMEONE HIDING IN YOUR CLOSET MAKA! YOUR LIFE IS IN DANGER! YOUR GOD WILL SAVE YOU!"
Maka's face turned beat red as Black*Star flung open her closet door. The assassin's full throated laughter filled the apartment a second later, Soul just face palming.
"So uncool…" He muttered into his hand.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU TWO ARE INTO SOME KINKY STUFF!"
"MAKA CHOP!" Maka's eye twitched as she looked down at the bleeding assassin. "You're getting the blood out of my carpet, Black*Star."
"You're the one that hit me…" The boy muttered weakly.
"You deserved it, Black*Star." Tsubaki said with her hand covering her smile.
"That hurts, Tsubaki." He said, grinning up at his weapon partner. She just giggled.
Tsubaki looked at the other team. "So, Maka, wanna go for some ice cream? I can get Patty and Liz."
Maka looked over at the two boys, Soul still in her clothing, and looked down at what she was wearing. Tsubaki surprised her by laughing. "You should just go in that, Maka. You look pretty cool." The other girl said with a sideways grin at Soul. The boy just shook his head.
Maka laughed and linked her arm through Tsubaki's, leaving Black*Star and Soul behind.
The four girls sat around the table, and the gossip was flowing freely. Liz finally slammed an open hand down on the table and looked straight at Maka.
"Alright, spill. We want all the juicy details! How long have you and Soul been…?" Liz trailed off, Patty nodding enthusiastically beside her.
"There's nothing to tell!" Maka exclaimed yet again.
"You're wearing his clothing!" Patty nearly shouted, following it up with an obnoxious laugh as she kicked her feet.
"It was a prank!" Maka defended, her face growing red.
"Pretty odd prank if you ask me." Liz said offhandedly, and the other two girls nodded knowingly. "So give us the details that led up to the so called prank!" Liz leaned forward, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "And we want all of them," she added.
Maka blushed again, but in a faltering voice she retold the events of the last night and morning. The girls erupted into laughter.
"At least that explains why both of you skipped!" Liz said, Patty and Tsubaki still trying to hold in their giggles. Maka just blushed.
Soul took the time to change while Black*Star was recuperating from the massive Maka Chop he had received.
"Yo, Soul. You better treat Maka right." Black*Star said, coming out of the bedroom.
"Huh?" Soul grunted.
"You know what I mean, man. Since you two are dating now, you've got to treat her right. You know, actually do the chores she gives you, that sort of thing." Black*Star said, shrugging.
"Chores are pretty uncool."
"So is having your girlfriend pissed at you." Black*Star said. "I'm going to surpass God and all so I only fear one thing: the girlfriend when she's mad."
"Seriously, Tsubaki and you are dating? Since when?" Soul looked incredibly confused.
Black*Star's laugh was obnoxious. "About a month ago. Though, I never had to dress up in her clothes to get her to agree to date me. Or is that something that you two just do in your free time? Foreplay or something?"
"It isn't like that!" Soul exclaimed. "We're not even dating!"
Black*Star looked at the other boy incredulously. "The hell you say. Well, you better ask her soon!"
Soul ran a hand through his hair. "And why is that, Black*Star?"
The other boy reached over and pulled at the band of the underwear sticking out from Soul's pants. "Because you two must be really comfortable if you don't even realize you're not wearing your own underwear!" Obnoxious laughter filled the apartment as Soul darted back into his own room.
A/N: I don't own Soul Eater.
