You guys better give good reviews for this, hardly any reviewed last chapter. Then again it was probably my fault for it not being a good chapter. Anyway I am back on restriction again, until reports come out. Till next time bitches.
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Soul shuddered as he awoke, blinking rapidly to adjust to the dim light. It was night now, and he watched the moon cough violently before trailing his eyes over to the clock, 9:00 p.m.
The demon's voice came back to him and he scowled. He knew Maka was hiding something, and he was worried about what the demon had informed him of. About Maka's decision to let what had transpired between them when he was unconscious to remain a secret.
Why was she hiding? They were partners were they not? She was always the one preaching about being open with each other. He felt a small bit of anger bubble inside of him, why didn't she tell him?
He sighed, he knew this anger was his; the demon was silent, choosing to let Soul take care of the situation.
'Useless bastard.'
Soul mentally snorted, only to be met with silence. It seemed the demon was not in a bragging mood, which was odd. It didn't matter, he supposed. He had other things to deal with. But a little bit of the demons mouth could be of use right now. Soul was feeling nervous. Maka was not one to hide things, or lie, so the fact that she was doing both told him that she and the demon had done something major.
Well, whatever it was, it was done, and he mentally prepared himself before heading off towards Maka's room. Once he reached her door, he took one final breath before knocking; he had never heard a series of knocks be so loud.
"Come in."
He obeyed turning the knob and pushing open the door, his master lay on her bed, book in hand, not bothering to look up at him. He stood rigid in the doorway, not making a move to enter his master's domain. After a few moments of silence Maka sighed, putting down her novel and turned her full attention on him.
"Did you need something?"
Soul shifted his weight uneasily, trying to calm his racing nerves. Why was he so nervous? Surely it couldn't be that bad? He wet his lips before opening his mouth and answering.
"What did you do with the demon?"
Silence. Soul watched her reactions carefully. He watched as her muscles instantly became tense under the skin. He watched as her eyes widened in surprise, and fear.
"I-I already told you, nothing happened."
"That's not what he told me."
His voice was flat and left no room for argument. Maka fidgeted, shifting her gaze refusing to look at him.
"What did he tell you?"
"That I should ask you, and that whatever happened was something you wanted."
Maka fidgeting increased her hands shaking and her breathing labored. He stood still, arms crossed as he waited for a explanation.
"I-I kissed him."
Soul's breath blew out of him as he stared at her. He wasn't expecting her to just…come out with it. He felt his mouth go dry, he felt his heart sink. He wanted an explanation. Not hearing her elaborate he pushed her onward.
"Why?"
His voice was shaken, bordering on broken. How could she do that to him? She seemed to sense his hurt as she scooted closer to him, tears starting to form in her beautiful emerald eyes.
"Please, don't hate me, I-I just wanted-"
"You just wanted what?!!" He growled at her baring his triangular teeth, his anger was getting the best of him.
She recoiled, the hand that had been reaching outstretched towards him snapping back towards her face before landing with a soft whisper on the bed. Her head sagged to her chest as she let out a shuddering sob.
"I just wanted it to be you."
Soul felt his anger dissipate, his crossed arms falling from his chest as he continued to watch his master sob uncontrollably on the bed. He quickly crossed the distance between them, sitting on her bed and pulling her into his chest. The end result was only her crying harder.
"You idiot!" He whispered harshly into her hair only to be answered with a racking cough followed by more hysterical sobbing.
He stroked her back trying to get calm enough to where she could communicate again. Soon her sobs turned to sniffles, and in not a very lady-like manner she wiped her nose with the sleeve of her pajama top. Her head turned upwards as she searched his eyes for forgiveness, and desperately needed love.
He closed his eyes focusing his energy as he felt her soul desperately trying to initiate contact with his. He felt his soul gate open and his soul reached out, caressing hers as they swirled into each other. He heard Maka gasp softly causing him to come back to the real world. Her soul desperately clung to his and she panted against his neck as his soul returned the gesture.
"Soul please-"
He didn't hesitate, he knew what she wanted, he has wanted the same thing for months. His head dipped and he desperately connected their lips in order to relieve the passion they were both experiencing. His tongue found hers, they danced, they fought, they moved in desperate need for the other. Maka moaned, her soul quivering in her ecstasy and she pressed herself more into him. He disconnected from the kiss both gasping for air. They both stared, Soul felt his mind being torn, he wanted her, but was she ready did she really want this? Maka chuckled reaching for the hem of her shirt before peeling it off and throwing it to the ground followed by her bra. Soul swallowed, hard, Maka's hand reached for his placing it on her left breast.
"Do you feel it?"
She whispered softly, and his eyes trailed down to where his hand was resting. Sure enough he felt the strong steady pulse of heart. It was not racing, like his was, just beating in its normal rhythm, his eyes met hers again.
"It's yours, it always has been."
"But-"
She kissed him quickly, silencing him before pulling away. He looked so lost, so confused and unsure of himself. Maka frowned; this was not the Soul she knew.
"Stop thinking, this has been long over do, make me your woman."
As if his nerves were frayed enough, her words sent a shot of electricity down his spine. He had never seen Maka so bold before, he couldn't help but let out a breathy moan at the last part of her statement.
Again she kissed him, parting his lips and plundering his mouth with her tongue. He moaned, long and deep, cupping the back of her head to deepen their connection. She pulled away before pushing him backwards and straddling him. His eyes found hers, his hand trailing up to her cheek.
"I love you." He declared, his voice was raspy and deep. He felt so much lighter after he said those three words. Was this what true contentment felt like? He had never felt so whole. He didn't flinch as Maka's tears hit his cheeks but instead caressed her lips with his thumb.
"I know."
She kissed the pad of his thumb, rocking her hips against his, both moaning from the sensation.
"Make love to me, Soul"
He didn't need to be told twice, he sat up slightly with her still in his lap, hands reaching for her breast. She would be his.
Two souls intertwined, connecting for the second time unknown to the pair of molten gold eyes that watched and swirled with envy from across the room.
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It had been a month, a month of bliss, a month of ecstasy, a month of such pure love and contentment for both the young teens.
The demon had been silent, which had put both in a small state of uneasiness but Soul being Soul had just joked about him being beaten, Maka only smiled. They had been on missions, their synchronization better then ever. They were so close on making Soul a death scythe, both were excited by the prospect.
Maka sighed as she read through the newspaper, nothing seemed to be going on right know, like the world was at a stand still. Witch souls were scarce nowadays. Maka figured they were either biding their time and waiting to join the Kishin or just being neutral and avoiding this whole fiasco.
Maka shook her head at the latter. No, this battle would affect them too, but the witches had been still and silent, hardly causing trouble for Shibusen or the world in general. She was brought out of her musings when Soul placed a quick kiss on her cheek, setting a small batch of pancakes in front of her. She stared in amazement at the fact that he didn't burn them. Noticing her astonished look he gave her a pout as he sat across from her.
"I can cook sometimes."
Maka giggled, spreading butter over each of pancakes before drowning them in syrup, Soul mimicked her.
"Find anything?"
Soul grumbled around a mouthful of pancakes, before swallowing a mouthful of milk.
She sighed shaking her head as she folded the paper and set it beside her plate before digging into her own dish. Soul smiled at her.
"You worry too much, its not like we need a witch soul yet, will find one when the time is right."
Maka sighed before smiling in turn, taking another bite out of the delicious treat. The rest of breakfast was eaten in comfortable silence. Maka took to the dishes while Soul went to pull the bike around front. Washing her hands quickly she took one last glance in the mirror on her way out before locking the door and slamming it shut.
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"Soul-kun, Maka-Chan!"
Both teens looked up to see Patti waving enthusiastically at them while the others hung back smiling, showing their contentment less animatedly , except Black Star of course.
"Come! Bask in the greatness of the great Black Star! The star that shall outshine God himself! Nyahahaha!"
Soul smiled crookedly at his friend while Maka chatted with the others as they all walked to class together.
"So? You and Soul seem to have made real progress lately."
Kid commented, smiling at the pigtailed technician. Maka grinned back barely containing her excitement.
"It's been so wonderful Kid, I can't even begin to describe it!"
Kid chuckled in response,"No need, I understand completely."
He quickly threw a glance at his two weapons who both smiled in turn. Patti quickly looped her arm with her tech, Liz following suit.
"Yosh! Kishin here we come!" Patti exclaimed, her eyes lightening in excitement.
Liz sweat dropped, "Patti, were going to class, not a mission."
"Keheheh!"
"Don't worry Tsubaki! The great Black Star will make you a death scythe before any of these losers Nyahahaa!"
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves." Tsubaki murmured, smiling crookedly at her hyper active meister. Soul and Maka smiled watching their friends interact with each other while they hung back, intertwining their hands as they walked down the hallway and into the classroom.
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The sun heaved a yawn letting the psychotic moon take his place. Animals retreated to their dens while nocturnal ones took to the night. Bored and tired technicians and their weapons slunk to their homes, thankful that it was the weekend.
Soul and Maka had invited the others to a small movie session over at their apartment, after 6 hours and 4 movies later all were ready to call it a night. Maka waved as she saw her friends out, before turning her attention to the mess that had been left behind.
She sighed grabbing the trash can and walking around collecting all the stray popcorn kernels, soda cans, and candy rappers. Careful not to disturb her sleeping partner on the couch, she could do that after she was done cleaning up. One by one the messes were washed away; she scrubbed the kitchen and the living room, turning all the lights off except the ones in their rooms. She then turned the silent blue screened T.V. off with a click.
Soul stirred slightly, whimpering and Maka crept closer deciding it was the best time to wake him up and send him to bed.
"Soul get up."
He didn't move, and Maka gave a huff of annoyance. She was tired ready for her sleep, she shook his shoulder roughly.
"Soul get-"
She gave a startled yelp as his wrist clamped down harshly over her wrist, gold eyes met green. A wicked grin split her partners face and Maka feels her face drain of color.
"You."
"Hello, Maka-Chan" The demon snarled, the grin widening.