Oh, Just another tidbit. If you have any ideas, I'm all ears, this one came from something I saw the other night.
Hope you enjoy.
Maka took a sip from her Deathbucks latte, letting her eyes stray from her book to glance over at Soul. He hated coming to places like this, "crowded, pretentious and over price" he would gripe, but he never failed to follow her out the door and to the coffee shop. She smiled slightly as he tapped his finger idly against the table, eyes closed as he listened to the soft music playing through his headphones. He was so convinced he had to protect her all the time. In a way it was cute, even if it was annoying that he would grumble the entire time and refuse to order anything. Shaking her head in amusement she let her eyes return to her book when a deep voice cut in.
"Hey there, mind if I sit down?"
Looking up, Maka saw a grinning teenage boy leering down at her. She opened her mouth to reply, but Soul beat her to it. "Table sits two people. Get lost."
The new comer turned on the weapon, giving him a once over. "I wasn't talking to you gramps, I was I talking to the girl."
"Well I'm talking to you." Soul snarled, coming out of his slouch, something that Maka rarely saw him do.
"Soul." Maka sighed, reaching out and patting his hand comfortingly before turning to the intruder. "Sorry, but I'm not interested."
Undeterred, the teen leaned in closer. "Come on, ditch this little fruit and we can get out of here. Trust me, I'm worth your while pig-tails."
Across the table, Maka could feel Soul's soul start to vibrate in anger, but a quick look from her kept him from moving. "I said I'm not interested." She replied, trying to stay polite.
"You are" he smirked, "You just don't know it yet."
"I'm really not" Maka replied through clenched teeth, her nerve already wearing thin.
He leaned even closer, just on the edge of Maka's personal space bubble. A bubble that was not wise to break. "Just give me a chance. I'm more man you've ever seen." He winked, "In more ways than one. Just let me show you babe."
The innuendo sent Maka's manners flying out the door. Snapping the book shut she turned her full attention to the boy. "One, I said I'm not interested. Two, you're trying way to hard. And Three, I wouldn't let you touch me even if we were the last two people on the planet."
There was a moment of silence as the boys face contorted into shock as Soul let out a deep chuckle. Maka almost thought she had finally gotten through to the overly confident idiot. But of course she was wrong. Regaining his smirk, he leaned in until he face was only inches from hers. "If we were the last two people on the planet, who would stop me?"
Across the table Soul started to rise to his feet, but stopped when Maka flashed him a look, a dangerous glint in her eye. She smiled before turning back to the doomed moron. Narrowing her eyes she let her tiny fist shoot out and slam into his solar plexus, driving the air from his lungs. As he doubled over in surprise and pain, Maka slipped from her chair, grabbing him by the back of his head by the hair and pulled his face up to her level.
"I would." She hissed, before slamming him face first into the table with a sickening crack and letting him fall to the floor. Still smiling, she looked up at Soul who nodded appreciatively.
"That was hot" he smirked as she blushed, quickly sitting back down and hiding behind her book. She both loved and hated it when Soul would compliment her. She loved the fact that she could get his attention, and she hated the fact that she blushed each and every time and he knew it. She risked a glance over the book. Sure enough, Soul was still starting at her, a smirk playing across his lips. She felt herself blush again and buried herself deeper into the book. But still, she smiled. Nothing was better than having Soul around, even if she didn't need him to protect her all the time.
Memebase is quickly becoming an inspiration for these tidbits. I hope you enjoyed, please leave a review.
