So, inspiration comes at the most random times. I walk into the bathroom and on our floor (in the dorms) and I see droplets of blood on the ground, including the mass amounts of paper towels in the trash also filled with blood. I instantly feel really dirty, like I need to take a shower. The keyword there is "dirty," so pay close attention to what I write... not that it's clever or anything.

The characters in this story go to university now...and it's also in first person POV.

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. Lame.

It was 5:00pm. Class was finally over. And Soul instantly perked up as soon as we walked out of the classroom. After putting his backpack on, he reached out and grabbed my hand. I continued to walk with a smile on my face and leaned on him as we walked. He squeezed my hand affectionately, which made me smile even brighter. On this dull, overcast day, Soul was the only person who could make me feel like the sun was shining 24 hours a day. That's one of the things I loved about him the most.

We hit the crosswalk and Soul looked at me. "Wanna go to the cafe first to get something to eat and then head back to the dorms?" I nodded and we crossed the street, heading to the cafe.

When we arrived, there was no line -thank goodness- and we grabbed one of the order sheets. I wanted a BLT sandwich, and Soul decided to get a calzini. I never really appreciated Soul's eating habits, but I didn't want to nag him about it, so I often let it slip. After ordering, we went inside to sit down and wait for our orders to be finished. The cafe was a nice little place that was conveniently connected to one of the dorm halls. The walls were a bright off white color, but the lights were dimmed enough to not give anyone a headache. On the walls, there were several paintings of landscapes and people. Then, there was a fireplace, which I thought was very inconveniently placed, seeing as there was a coffee machine directly behind that wall. But, perhaps the fireplace was there before the cafe had been built into the dorm. My favorite part of the room was the collection of instruments on the wall. A saxaphone, trumpet and trombone. They were mounted on the wall like pieces of art. It always made me laugh a little at how odd it looked in the room next to pictures of landscapes. I mean, what was the connection, anyways?

"So, what do you feel like doing tonight?" I asked Soul.

"I don't know." He shrugged. "Watch a movie?" He jumped a little in his seat and reached into his pocket to retrieve his phone, which had vibrated.

"Do you ever get the feeling that we're the most boring couple ever?" I asked him, half hoping he wasn't paying attention. I reached for my phone, too, as it vibrated in my pocket. It was a text from Tsubaki. Just as I look up, Soul opens his mouth.

"Tsubaki wants to know if it's alright to have Black Star over. Is that OK?"

"Oh, seems we both got the same text. Sure, that sounds like fun. Tell her..." I paused to check the time, which said it was 5:09, "they can come over anytime they want." I smiled and put my phone away. After Soul was done texting, he put his phone back into his pocket.

"And, no, we are not the most boring couple ever." He raised his eyebrow at me. It seems he caught what I said. "Do you recall what happened last night?" He smirked at me. My cheeks were now turning a bright red from his comment.

"Soul!" I covered my face in embarrassment. "Don't say that outloud, people can probably hear us." I hissed at him.

"What? It's not like they haven't done it before." He leaned back into his chair and crossed his arms. Even though it's been years since we had first met, he still never got over wanting to be "cool." Looking at him now and comparing him to the past, no one would probably recognize his outward appearance. He finally grew and was now a head taller than I am. His boyish face had turned into a square, manly jaw with his piercing red eyes and signature shark teeth. That wasn't the only part that grew. His body was now much more built thanks to all the soul collecting over the years. His broad chest and toned abs were just a couple of the features I admired the most about him. Of course, his scar had never gone away over the years, nor had it wore away even a little bit. I eventually got over it, and now it makes him look even more studly... I can't believe I just thought that.

Although Soul doesn't like to broadcast it, he knows that I definitely grew up as well. No longer was I the lanky, small-chested school girl in high school anymore. I was a woman, with all the right curves, that knew how to manipulate Soul. Which was such a good tool to use at times...at least, that's what Tsubaki always told me. I never really understood what she was talking about about, until last night.

"What do you think I'm talking about, anyways?" He put his hand under his chin and gave me that know-it-all look.

"Soul, you know what I'm talking about. And, it's embarassing! I don't want the whole world to know about it." I tried to control my voice, even though I know I sounded like a complete fool. "Just keep it a secret, OK?"

"Hmm... Are you talking about that moment where we sat down on your bed, and you curled up next to me, and then I kissed you and after we...stared reading?" He leaned in close and whispered the last part in my ear. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and slapped him in the arm.

"Stupid. Don't scare me like that." I rolled my eyes as he chuckled.

"Maka, you're so adorable when you get all flustered." That made me blush even more.

"Calzini and sandwich for order number 565!" The man at the counter yelled and put the food items down.

"Finally." Soul grabbed our food and headed back to the dorms. The winter air felt cold against my face and everytime the wind blew, I retreated behind Soul. When we made it back to the dorms, I was fumbling in my backpack looking for my key. It took me longer than necessary to find it, but I did and opened the door. We both put our bags next to my desk as Soul placed the food on the desk and I slumped into my chair. I sighed and closed my eyes, glad that school was over for today. Soul turned towards me and put both hands on my armrests. I opened my eyes and looked up at him. He had a smile on his face, so I smiled back not exactly knowing what his intentions were. I sat up and pecked him on the cheek. The door immediately slammed open, and there was Tsubaki and her boyfriend Black Star.

"YAHOO! It's me, the Great Black Star! You both must feel a lot better now that you have been graced by my prescence." Black Star had a huge grin on his face as he stood in the hallway next to Tsubaki.

"Idiot. Don't kick open the door. If there are any damages in this room, you are paying for it." Soul said, still leaning on my chair. Despite his scoldings, Soul pushed off and walked over to hi-five Black Star and say 'hi' to Tsubaki. I got up and hugged Tsubaki and told them to sit wherever they pleased. Black Star took the futon and Tsubaki snuggled next to him. Soul and I were sitting on my bed. We turned the TV on and started munching on our food. Every now and then we would strike up conversations, but for the most part we sat in silence or were so engrossed in what was on TV. I folded my arms across my body and tried to warm up my arms. Soul noticed and grabbed the blankets on the other end of the bed. He draped it over us and we continued to watch TV.

After a while, we got bored and eventually turned off the TV to talk about what we did all day.

"Right, so we were walking to the library when all of a sudden Ox comes out of nowhere and stops in front of us." Tsubaki was now on the edge of her seat, telling us what had happened to them. "And do you know what he said? He told me that going out with Black Star is the worst mistake I have ever made in my entire life." I widened my eyes at her last sentence.

"I cannot believe he said that to you... what a jerk!" I scoffed. "Well, you know how Ox can be. When he's very stressed, he doesn't know any other way to relieve it than take it out on someone else. I'm sorry he took it out on you." I sighed.

"Oh, no. It's not your fault. I have just never experienced an outburst from Ox before, so it was very shocking." Tsubaki relaxed and leaned back onto Black Star.

"Of course, I didn't let him get away with it. There's no way I'd let ANYONE talk to my girlfriend like that." Black Star interjected. "So, I decked him and he ran away like a little puppy with its tail between its legs." He puffed out his chest as pride was beaming from his features.

"Yes, but because of the fighting, they were rolling all over the place. Especially in the mud." Tsubaki scrunched her noes at that.

"And let me guess, you had to clean up the mess?" Soul asked. All Tsubaki could do was nod as Black Star was completely zoning out everyone, still thinking about his victory.

A chill went down my spine and I shivered. "I hate being dirty like that."

Soul looked down at me and raised an eyebrown in question. "You sure were dirty last night." Soul winked at me. My eyebrows shot up and I slowly sunk into the sheets, hiding my red face.

"Maka... CHOP!" I smashed the massive dictionary into his skull. He cringed and held his head in pain

_END_

Oh, Soul. What a naughty, naughty boy...