A/N: Wow it's been a while! I am glad that you guys are still enjoying the story! This is the continuation of the chapter I posted a while ago. I will try to get chapter 11 up tonight as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater. The original characters and plot of this story are the property of the author. No infringement of pre-existing copyright is intended.

Chapter Ten: A Sound Soul?

When Soul's lips first met Maka's, her soul wavelength flared aggressively, making it clear to the albino that what he had done was not ok. But then, the aggressive feeling slowly began to melt away. Maka was kissing him back!

Unbeknownst to the young couple, Maka's overprotective Death Scythe of a father had found out that his little girl was going out on a date…and was using Death's mirror to spy on them!

In the Death Room.

"I TOLD THAT LITTLE PUNK! LAY ONE HAND ON MY MAKA, AND I'LL…"

REAPER CHOP!

"Now Spirit, you know that getting all worked up isn't going to change anything. Young love is so precious and fragile, you should be happy for Maka! Besides, you eventually married your Meister! Of course you kept cheating on her and she divorced you…" said Death.

"MAKAAAAA! DADDY LOVES YOU AND MOMMY! PLEASE STAY AWAY FROM THAT ALBINO PUNK!"

REAPER CHOP!

Meanwhile, at the Crossroads.

"Oh...my…GOSH! Soul KISSED me! I'M GONNA KILL HIM! But…why does this…feel so nice?"

"It feels like her soul wavelength is dancing with mine…SNAP OUT OF IT, SOUL! Cool guys don't think stuff like that! I can't believe I'm kissing tiny-tits!"

Maka eventually snapped out of her temporary docile state, and when she realized that SOUL had KISSED her out of the blue, her uncontrollable temper flared up once again.

MAKA CHOP!

"Soul, seriously?! I can't believe you! Kissing me in broad daylight, out of nowhere! WHAT THE HELL, SOUL?!"

"Ow…geez Maka, learn to take a compliment! It's not cool to hit someone for kissing you! Besides, I know you liked it!" teased Soul.

"No…no I didn't!" said Maka. But unfortunately, she turned bright red as she spoke.

"It's not cool to lie either, tiny-tits…" said Soul, huskily.

Maka felt her knees starting to give out. "What…what is this feeling?! I feel faint..."

Before she could finish her thought, the albino's lips met hers again, more aggressively than the first time. A small shudder ran through her entire body.

"I've never felt this way before. I don't know how much more of it I can take!"

"Soul, thank you for such a wonderful evening. But we should probably head home soon. Our extra lessons start tomorrow…" said Maka, ending their embrace.

"We should at least have some dinner while we're here." Said Soul.

The waitress, as if on cue appeared, carrying two steaks and a bottle of red wine.

"Wait, we didn't order this. Besides, we're too young to drink." Said Soul

"I was told to bring out two of our best steaks to your table, sir. As well as the wine. Since you two are from the DWMA, there are special rules for you."

"Damn cat again!" thought Soul, as he and Maka began to enjoy their dinner together.

Just out of the young couple's sight.

Blair sat on a floating pumpkin, watching Maka and Soul. When she saw the kiss happen, she had quickly phoned the maître d' and arranged for the steak and wine.

"A little bit of wine might make things more interesting."

Back at the Crossroads.

Having finished their steaks, the young couple decided to try the wine that had been brought out to them.

"This is really good…" thought Maka.

Soul, meanwhile, was debating over whether or not a guy like him could drink wine and still be considered cool. He decided that since technically they were drinking it underage, his cool guy status would be fine.

"Um, Soul? Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, bookworm. What is it?"

"When…when you kissed me back there, did you enjoy it too?" asked Maka, turning red.

The albino turned a shade of red that matched his crimson eyes and was rendered speechless for a moment.

"Ok Soul, keep it together. A cool guy doesn't get all mushy and sentimental!"

"Yeah, I guess it was alright!" Soul shouted, as he chugged his glass of wine.

"We really *hic* should probably head home now." Said Maka, with a goofy grin on her face.

When Soul got up to leave the table, he noticed that it was hard to stand up straight. He walked Maka to the door, and was surprised that his motorcycle was nowhere to be seen. Instead, a black limo waited outside the door.

"Hello Mr. Evans. Ms. Blair contacted me and asked that I drive you and Ms. Albarn home." Said the driver.

"I'm gonna kill that stupid cat!" thought Soul.

A/N: The next chapter is going to be for more mature audiences. After that, we will start on Maka and Soul's role reversal training. As always please R&R so I know how I'm doing!