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He hated winter. It was always cold and overcast, making the seemingly endless desert outside the city seem bleak and lifeless. No matter where he was, it was always cold and cloudy…
Soul sniffed irritably at the musky smell of rain. He pulled his uniform jacket tighter around his body, and sat in a bored yet aggravated stupor on the stairs of Shibusen. 'I swear to God, my hands are going freaking numb, and it's freaking MARCH…'he thought. Why didn't he just wait inside? For one: his muscles hurt and he felt a sharp pain in his head when he moved too much. And two: because he thought Maka was only going to be a damn minute! God, she said it wasn't going to take very long… "I hate winter," he said to no one in particular. He leaned on the wall next to the stairs, blood red eyes focusing on the boring landscape of the desert beyond the city limits.
"Why?" the familiar voice of his meister rang in his ears.
"Because," he began, turning to Maka as she calmly walked down the steps, "it always looks so bleak and lifeless with just a boring overcast sky." He flinched when a sudden bone chilling raindrop hit the back of his neck, "And not to mention, cold and unwanted…" He straightened up and moved to the orange motorcycle parked near by.
"Hm," was Maka's only response. He cocked a questioning eyebrow as she climbed on the bike behind him, wrapping her arms securely around his waist.
"By the way, what the hell took you so long?"
"Soul, it was only about ten minutes, and I was talking to Papa. Do you realize it could have been three times longer?"
"S - Soul…?" someone nudged him awake. "Soul?"
"Hm? Huh?" he groaned. He rubbed one eye open, and blinked drowsily at his partner. Soul could hardly see her in the near pitch black room, but he could make out Maka's small frame shaking slightly. Her arms appeared to be wrapped around herself, but he wasn't sure.
"Soul, I think the heater broke…" came her soft voice.
"Wha-?" he was drifting back into unconsciousness …
"…the heater…"she trailed off. He grunted in acknowledgment, shoving the covers off of his body. The fridge air of the apartment hit his bare skin.
"…just sleep in here……or whatever…" he yawned. Maka nodded quickly, climbing into his small bed. He pulled the blankets back up around them messily, his hand brushing against Maka's bare arm.
"Crap, you're freezing. C'mere, ya ice cube." Soul pulled her small, trembling frame flush against his warmer one. She squeaked in surprise, but soon relaxed into his warmth and snuggled closer, laying her head in the crook of his neck.
"Thanks, Soul," she murmured.
"Yeah, sure… whatever…" his eyes drooped heavily. 'Okay, maybe winter doesn't suck that much…'
ow my hand hurts now cuz my cat scratched me earlier..................................................I HOPE YOU'RE FREAKING HAPPY..................... *twitch*
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