A/N: Surprise, I'm back! I know it's been way too long, but I am planning on picking this up where I left off. Please R&R if you're still enjoying this story; it will help me improve!
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 Eleven: Unsound Mind
"Soul, why…why is everything *hic* fuzzy?" asked Maka, slightly slurring her words.
"Aww crap, that wine must have gotten to her. Damn cat! I should probably make sure she's ok…"
"Maka, you're just not used to drinking wine. Here, just lean on me and close your eyes until we get back to the apartment." Said Soul.
"Ok. Everything feels so warm.." "Wow, he's being so…nice to me. And his shoulder is so warm and comfy…I could almost…almost fall…asl…"
The blonde Meister-turned-Weapon gently nodded off snuggled up to the Albino's shoulder. In a moment of uncharacteristic, definitely not "cool-guy" behavior, Soul Eater Evans found himself wrapping his arm around the tiny girl's shoulders. It was as if he felt that he needed to keep her safe.
"Wow, Maka is really pretty when she sleeps…I didn't even notice, but she seems like she's grown up a ton over the past few weeks…not so much of a tiny-tits any more…"
The Weapon-turned-Meister didn't notice as a certain purple haired cat with abnormally strong magical powers flew over the limo. Noting that the young couple were having a nice evening, Blair headed over to Chupa Cabra's both to keep Spirit occupied and allow Maka and Soul some privacy.
In the Death Room.
Lord Death had dealt a particularly vicious Reaper Chop to his overprotective Death Scythe; by the time Spirit came to, Maka and Soul had already left the Crossroads and were headed home.
"MAKAAAA PLEASEEEE!" yelled Spirit, snapping awake. "…Maka? Where did she go? WHERE DID THAT PUNK TAKE MY LITTLE GIRL?!"
"Now, calm down Spirit. A limo came and picked the two of them up from the Crossroads and they should be almost home right now. Why don't you go over to Chupa Cabra's and thank Blair for calling a limo to make sure they got home safely?"
"That's a great idea! SeeyoulaterLordDeath!" yelled Spirit, already sprinting out of the Death Room.
"Well, this should certainly make for an interesting development. Time for tea!" said the goofy Shinigami.
Back in the limo.
The limo pulled up at the apartment that Maka and Soul shared. Soul gently removed his arm from Maka's shoulder, and tried (to no avail) to wake the blonde.
"Crap, guess I'll have to carry her. Only cool guys get to carry cute girls like this, right?" thought Soul, as he picked up Maka bridal style. As the albino carried his partner up the stairs to their apartment, he resolved to never recount this portion of the evening to Blackstar; while Death the Kid was mature enough to understand, Blackstar would never let him hear the end of it.
Reaching their apartment, Soul opened the door and walked in. Maka was starting to stir, but Soul wasn't sure he should leave her on her own in case the effects of the wine hadn't worn off.
"Shit. Do I put her in her bed and hope she's ok? Or do I bring her into my room so I can keep an eye on her? She'll probably kill me when she wakes up…but that would also mean I would get to cuddle next to her for a bit…what the hell am I thinking?! It's so not cool to have feelings for your partner. That deadbeat Death Scythe dad of Maka's is a perfect example of that! Pull it together, Soul!"
"Sometimes, Soul, it is ok to give in to your desires. After all, you are only human…"
"Wow, you sure do pick convenient times to show up, don't you Little Demon? I guess he does have a point though…"
Soul decided that risking a Maka-chop was better than leaving his inebriated Meister to fend for herself, and carried her into his room. He gently laid her on his bed, and then laid down next to her.
Maka, meanwhile, was having a wonderful dream. Even in her sleep, she was picking up on the vibrations in Soul's wavelength, which were affecting her without her even knowing it. Soul was leaning over her, and suddenly pulled her in tight and whispered into her ear. Maka snuggled up to Soul in her sleep.
"Wow…I can't believe he's holding me like this…I can't believe I'm DREAMING like this! After what Papa did to Mama…But it feels so warm, and so real….too real…" thought Maka, as she snapped awake.
"WHAT?! WHY AM I ACTUALLY SNUGGLED UP TO SOUL?! IN HIS ROOM!?"
Soul had fallen asleep soon after Maka had cuddled up to him, and was having some pleasant dreams of his own, unbeknownst to her. Which is why her next action had some unforeseen results.
"He looks so peaceful like this…maybe I should test to see if those feelings I felt earlier are still there…"
Maka leaned over her sleeping shark-toothed partner, and summoning the same bravery she had found during her fight with Asura, kissed him.
The same warm feeling spread through her body, as a pair of ruby eyes lazily opened…
A/N: I want to see what you guys think of this chapter before I continue on, to make sure I'm doing a good job picking up where I left off! I did also change the rating to M to account for any future possibilities…
