Me: So it's finally summer vacation, so I thought I should post another chapter! I will be doing this a lot more often because now I actually have some time on my hands!
Soul: Yeah right.
Me: SHUT UP OR I WILL MAKE YOU WEAR A TUTU!
Soul: *pales* Shutting up now,
Me: *clears throat* Okay then, well enjoy!
CHAPTER ELEVEN: Am I falling in love?
Recap:
"Allow me to introduce, my personal music room." Soul exaggerated the word personal as he opened one of the double doors at the end of the long hallway.
Soul opened the door and stepped aside so I could peer inside the vast room. Alongside of the room was a row of lit candles and at the very back of it was a window that could easily fit at least ten of me alongside it. There were random instruments scattered about the room, but the only one that caught my attention was the sleek black grand piano centered in the middle of the room. A small red carpet lead the way to the majestic instrument. I looked back at Soul in amazement.
"This is...yours?" I whispered, loud enough so he could hear me. He flashed a shark-like grin but said nothing as he took my hand and lead me to the piano, closing the door behind him.
"Yeah. What song are you playing for the concert?" he asked, changing the subject, as we sat next to each other on the black seat.
"It's actually an original...a duet." I blushed and turned my head away.
"Then what's my part?" I whirled around to see his trademark grin. He agreed to do it so quickly!
"Uh o-okay, so it goes like this," I stuttered and started playing my part which was the melody. He nodded as I played, closing his eyes in the process. After I was finished he opened his eyes again.
"So what's my part?" he repeated. I smiled and started to play his part.
~Time skip~
"So that's about it," I said while finishing the last chord.
"Okay then! Let's give it a try!" he said enthusiastically. I looked at him with playful eyes.
"So you can learn a song by just watching once?" I asked. He nodded and positioned himself so that he could start playing.
"Okay then...ready?" I asked and started to play. It didn't take him long to catch up. His fingers moved gracefully across the piano, skimming it like it was as calm as water. His eyebrows scrunched up to show that he was concentrated and focused. He looked kinda cute like that...what am I saying!
"Like that?" he asked as he stopped playing.
"Y-yeah, that was really good!" Damn that stuttering!
~Time skip~
"Hey Soul, it's getting pretty late, so can you take me home?" I asked. Our music session was coming to a close.
"Sure." he said and walked out of the room. I followed him back to his motorcycle but stopped.
"Are you sure we can take that? It's getting dark," I hesitated but he grabbed me by the hand.
"Of course it is! C'mon, you just gonna stand their like an idiot, or do you wanna go home?" he laughed as he pulled me onto the bike, forgetting all about the helmets. I let a small smile slip as I climbed on, and we took off riding into the night. I hesitantly put my arms around his waist, and rested my head on his back while enjoying his warmth because it was getting a bit cold out. This was a good day...
~Yet another time skip because I'm too lazy nya...~
"We're here sleepy head," Soul whispered while turning off the engine to his bike. I opened my eyes and hopped off the bike while walking towards the door to my apartment, Soul followed in pursuit.
"So..." I murmured as I turned around before opening the door.
"So..." He replied, gazing into my eyes. As I looked into his glossy crimson red eyes, my mind wandered off into "lala land". They seemed to tell his personality and a...secret. It seemed like everyone that I had met here in Death City had a secret...was it about me? No, it couldn't be...could it?
"You gonna go in? It's getting cold out here," Soul shivered from the sudden wind.
"Uh, y-yeah sorry. Thanks for having me over!" I said and looked at the ground.
"Hey Maka..." I looked up to see Soul inches away from my face.
"Goodnight." he whispered, his face moved in towards mine and I closed my eyes, ready for the impact. I felt something on my forehead so I opened my eyes to see that Soul had only kissed the top of my head. As he pulled away my face suddenly felt hot and my hands got kinda sweaty. He left on his motorcycle with a huge smirk and I shut the door as he rode away. What is this feeling?
It's nothing dear Maka. You belong to me, remember?
Shut up Asura, I'm thinking right now! I thought back, shooing his voice away. I decided to ignore the weird feeling and went straight to bed skipping dinner.
Me: Sorry for the short chapter, but I thought that would be a good place to stop.
Soul and Maka: ON THE FOREHEAD? REALLY?
Death the Kid: WHY NOT ME?
Soul: Because you're not cool enough
Death the Kid: I'M MORE SYMMETRICAL THEN YOU WILL EVER BE!
Soul: Say that to the three stripes on the side of your head
Death the Kid: *runs to corner with a rain cloud* NOOOO!
Me: Even I will admit that was kinda mean...
Soul: Whatever. Review!
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