Uniformed Love
Maka and Bruno were sitting in the living room on the couch. Maka was sipping some raspberry tea when there was a knock at her door. She got up from the couch and answered the door. Standing at her door was Kilik.
"Hey Kilik shouldn't you be at basketball practice or something?" Maka asked looking at the clock.
"Yeah, but I skipped Soul told me you were sick. Plus I need to talk to you about our relationship."
"Relationship?" Maka was confused now.
"Yeah, can I come in?"
Maka nodded her head and went to the kitchen to get Kilik a cup of raspberry tea. When she came back in Kilik was watching Maka's favorite episode of Regular Show. You know the one where Tyler the Creator and Childish Gambino, the rap battle episode.
"So what do you want to talk about then?" Maka asked sitting Bruno on her lap.
"Well I want to know the real reason you broke up with me." Kilik answered sipping the tea.
"I told you already. I've liked Soul since the 7th grade and you're more like a brother to me more than a boyfriend Kilik."
"So let me get this straight you want to go with a jerk that does nothing, but insults you? Now I finally understand the saying: nice guys finish last."
Maka sighed, "Look Kilik you're a nice guy and all, but Soul's not like that all. He's not a jerk, he's a nice guy, and I really like him. You and I have more of a brother sister relationship."
"I still don't understand Maka. What does Soul have that I don't have?"
'He's a good kisser.' Maka thought. 'He can play the piano too.'
"Kilik I can't compare you and Soul like that it's wrong of me to do."
"Whatever Maka, I'm gonna go. I'll see you on Friday when you come to babysit." Kilik got up and walked out.
Maka noticed that Bruno climbed off her lap and was sleeping on the floor. Maka brought her knees up to her chest and hugged them; she looked back at the screen and watched the rest of the Regular Show episode.
~At Shibusen~
Soul was currently grading more papers in Prof. Stein's office.
"Tell me Soul does Maka have soft skin?" Stein asked the young student.
Soul stopped what he was doing and looked at his teacher, "yeah…why do you care?"
"I've always wondered that her mother and father both have soft skin. It's only naturally that the child have soft skin too. I want to dissect her."
Soul's eyes widened at his teacher, "I'm done! Can I go?"
"Ahh…of course you can, give this to Maka for me. Don't read it Soul."
Soul nodded and started walking towards his motorcycle.
~time skip~
When Soul got home he was expecting to see Maka, but he didn't instead her heard some song blasting through the whole apartment from Maka's door.
I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone.
I crashed my car into the bridge. I watched, I let it burn.
I threw your shit into a bag and pushed it down the stairs.
I crashed my car into the bridge.
Soul stood at Maka's door as he listened to her sing the song.
I don't care, I love it. I don't care.
I got this feeling on the summer day when you were gone.
I crashed my car into the bridge. I watched, I let it burn.
I threw your sh*t into a bag and pushed it down the stairs.
I crashed my car into the bridge.
I don't care, I love it. I don't care.
Hcf
You're on a different road, I'm in the milky way
You want me down on earth, but I am up in space
You're so damn hard to please, we gotta kill this switch
You're from the 70's, but I'm a 90's bitch
Maka turned around to see Soul standing at the door. She turned down the music and ran into Soul's arm.
"I missed you baby." She said kissing him.
"Hmm…I missed you too. All I thought about was you and me in bed." He answered setting her back down on her bed.
"So how was school?"
"It was ok I guess. Prof. Stein wants to dissect you and he told me to give you this."
Soul handed Maka the envelope and she opened.
Dearest Maka,
I sent this letter to Stein first because I know you don't check your mail often like you should. Your papa told me that you got a new roommate that's a boy.
I know you're a teenager with raging hormones, but if you're going to have sex please make sure he's wearing a condom or you're on the pill.
I'm in Italy at the moment and I meet this nice Italian man named Leo, we've been going out for a year now and I think I'm going to stay here with him. His family is so nice. He proposed to me and I said yes! I want you out here for the wedding it's on September 13.
You have to come and meet him, he's eager to meet you. He has a son that's your age his name is Fabio he has the cutest blue eyes.
If you come which I hope you do you must bring your roommate. There're two plane tickets in the envelope, the plane leaves September 8th.
Be safe and tell your papa I said hi.
Love,
Mama
P.S.- If you don't use a condom make sure he can take care of you!
Maka felt tears coming to her eyes. How could her mama get married again! The least she could do if she was done traveling is come back to Death City to be with her daughter.
"Maka what's wrong?" Soul asked wrapping his arms around Maka's waist.
"My mama is getting married again and she wants us to come." Maka answered.
"Cool-beans where is she getting married at?"
"In Italy."
"That's outrageous are we going? Can we go!?"
"If you want to the plane leaves September 8th."
"Alright. I'll go call my mom."
"Yeah." Maka spoke in a low whisper.
Soul kissed her neck, "if you don't want to go we don't have to."
"Soul."
"Yes?"
"Let's have sex."
Soul felt a smirk come on his face, "with pleasure."
~To be Continued~
The next chapter will be them having sex guys don't worry the lemon is coming, the lemon is coming! Anyway tomorrow's Friday so I'll have one day until my first day of school guys! Not counting Saturday and Sunday. My obsession with Italy is something personal, so if you get tired of me putting it in my stories I don't give a fuck. Italy is where I'm from I was born there and lived until I was 2 because my mom was in the military. After I left Italy is also the time I had some bad memories, because when I moved away I noticed my dad wasn't around anymore and I asked my mom and she would always say: We went our separate ways. When I got older I figured out they got a divorce. So when I think of Italy it brings back the good memories I don't remember, but always enjoy hearing from my older siblings and looking at pictures or video my dad took of all of us. I want to go back home so bad to live back in my old house there. America isn't suited for my awesomeness! So anyway review. Until next time my young padawans!