A/N: Sorry for the later updates than usual guys. Been going through a tough time lately and school just started. =$

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Chapter 11:Games

Maka's POV:

"Give me control, Maka" 'Hey I know that voice. Who was that again? Ah yes… that girl from my mind… How could I have forgotten her name already? Irony… Avery… Ah yes! Ivory!' I mused, forgetting about the incoming "threat," or so she saw it. With my distraction, she took my place immediately before the boys had approached.

"Hey Maka. Can we talk?" Soul announced, his voice more attractive than I remembered it. I hadn't heard it in a week anyways. I watched my body say and do things in a much more tranquil manner than I would have been capable of.

"Sure. Have a seat." Soul seemed confused by the voice that came out of my mouth. I was as well. Soul… no more than three feet from me. I could almost touch him, feel him. Almost hug him. 'Soul, I love you so much. Please tell me this is one of those good "Can we talk's?' My thoughts were running, and I could feel the impact they were having on Ivy. She was getting nervous near him, yet she still kept her cool, amazingly enough.

"Actually Maka, we were hoping we could do this inside, in my office? It's kind of personal." The voices were echo-like- almost as if I was in a shell, and could just barely hear them. I wasn't sure who was saying what, just what was being said through Ivy's filter.

"Please don't try anything Maka… I'll get us out of this, alright?" Ivy spoke to me, blocking out all of my other senses. Get us out of what? There was no danger… well not really. I guess the three of them finding out the secret I had been hiding wouldn't turn out all that well… But that could be easily avoided!

She lifted my body and trekked off towards the school. Arriving in the academy, and further into Stein's office, Ivy turned around and spoke suddenly for them, bringing me into the conversation as best as she could.

"So what can I do for you boys?" She sang, playing foolish for the three.

"Remove the hood, first Maka." Ivy tugged the hood off over her head, and the reaction of the boys made her smug. We both knew what they we're expecting, and she gave them quite the surprise with the shining blue eyes I knew they were staring into.

"M-M-Maka! Y-your eyes?" Chrona stuttered, seemingly in absolute awe of the girl before him.

"Oh! How foolish of me. Father bought me colored contacts recently! What is you're opinion of them?" Ivy declared, coming up with a quick reply.

"That isn't how I talk… They're going to catch onto the fact that it isn't me…" I mumbled to her. She simply scowling at me and smiling awkwardly at the trio. Regardless of their bafflement, Stein started,

"Lovely… Now then. Let's get down to the point. Maka, we are all concerned for your safety…" Oh brother. "And we've been noticing changes in your overall being. Is there anything you need to talk about? You know we're here for you, right?" Yeah… right.

"No I don't think so… Am I in trouble or something?" Ivy queried defensively, trying to get out of there as soon as possible.

"No you're not in trouble. We, specifically myself, are unsure of your sudden attitude change, and we've all been… hearing things. Where have you been staying?" Ivy's face dropped into an unsatisfied glare.

"A hotel. Why, where am I supposed to be staying? With this prick?" She motioned to Soul, whose face immediately fell and pain and hurt screamed in his eyes. No one said anything, just uncomfortable shuffled the feet and stared at the ground.

"Ivy! How could you say that!? Oh I'm so sorry Soul! I don't mean that." I screamed at her, trying to make it through her barriers. I wasn't sure when I forgave him, but now it seemed like my only problem was not being able to talk to him again.

"Well if there isn't anything else I'd like to leave now. Bye" Her voice was a monotone, completely un-amused. With a couple bewildered looks between the three of them and back at Ivy, she just snorted and turned on her heel, leaving them to their strange ideas.

"Can I have my body back?" I mentioned, making her fade from command and placed in the back of my mind. Man, my body was so weak and tired. My shoulders immediately slumped, my pace slowed, and my eyes drooped down. I yanked the hood back over my head, yet again, and trudged back to Jamie's. I immediately went to the room I was staying in and flopped on the bed, falling asleep in an instant.

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It was later that I had awoken to the dark sky, and the clinking of glasses and laughs. I dragged myself out of the room and down the stairs and to the kitchen. 'They really like being in the kitchen…' I contemplated, thinking of the odd tendencies these boys had. I pushed the kitchen door open and saw the two boys ready to take a shot of tequila. 'Wes says he shouldn't drink, yet constantly encourages him to do so… Strange relationship.'

"Oy! Wait!" Jamie shouted, getting both Wes's attention and mine. He glanced over Wes and smirked at me, continuing his sentence. "Hey Maka, why don't you come have a few shots with us?" He said, adding a small wink.

"Well, I AM underage Jamie…"

"Who cares! Free drinks. Besides…" He lifted up another shot glass I hadn't noticed, and twirled the liquid inside. "We already poured you one!" He lifted the glass in my direction, and offered it to me when I groaned and walked over.

"If I end up sick and puking, it's on you two. And I'm NOT cleaning it up." I mumbled, but my excitement was bubbling and hard to contain. I felt the butterflies twiddle in my stomach, and my heart rate increase. 'This is SO not a good idea.' The last thought before I clinked my glass with the others, tapped the table with it and swished it back in one big gulp. The bitter liquid burned my throat, and I wanted to puke just from the taste, but I also wanted to fit in with these two. I wanted to be grown up and do normal teenage things. I grinned, having successfully kept down my first round.

"Hey we should play a drinking game!" Wes hollered; the liquor making it's way quickly to his head.

"YEAH! Can we? Okay we're going to. You two pick! I'm making drinks." Jamie answered equally as loud, shooting up from his chair and sprinting towards the bar. Wes began laughing hysterically, and I started laughing as well, not entirely sure why. We were just laughing, and laughing. Then Wes just stopped, and gave me a seductive grin. He leaned in closer and closer, and I got extremely uncomfortable, giggling awkwardly. He slipped his hand under the table, and flicked a card in my face, laughing even harder than before. 'They must have had a few shots before I came down. They're already SO drunk…' I thought, giggling some more at the idea.

Jamie ran back, spilling most of the contents of two of the three glasses. He placed them on the table, and eyed them all carefully. He selected the one with the most, and pushed the other two towards us with a quick grin.

"What are we going to play?" Jamie and I said simultaneously, earning another round of laughs. Settling down, Wes choked out,

"We're going to play… Go fish!" He dished out the cards evenly, and we began playing the foolish child's game. Every time someone guessed wrong, they had to take a sip from their drink. It seemed like only a few minutes had passed, when I got another wrong and went to drink from my glass. When I noticed I had nothing left, I laughed really loudly and shot my arm out towards Jamie.

"Wait guys, I've really got to pee. I'll be back!" Wes bellowed, running out of the room as fast as he could. Jamie and I laughed a little bit. And then he became serious. His eyes locked onto mine, and he just stared. I realized my head began to spin, and I couldn't have a proper thought through my head. I don't know where the thought came from, but I suddenly blurted out,

"What happened with your girlfriend? And who is Janelle?"

"Janelle WAS my girlfriend. She was so pretty, and she was the only one who could really tolerate my… antics." He let out with an upset sigh.

"It's okay Jamie, I know you're bipolar." He didn't even flinch, just nodded slightly.

"She never really liked being close to me, which is why I gave her her own room. One day I came home and found her on top of my best friend, fucking his ugly brains out. Or at least I thought he was my best friend at the time. Turns out they had been sneaking around together for quite some time." I stayed silent for a while, speaking up after a moment,

"My boyfriend cheated on me too. His name was-"

"Soul." He interrupted blandly, ignoring my surprise.

"How did you…" I mumbled, trailing off absolutely confused. My thoughts immediately went to Jamie finding out about his secret step-brother, but subsided when he continued,

"You were screaming his name last night. I heard Wes come in and bring you to you're room. He left and was out cold on the couch. That's around when you started freaking out so I went in your room and settled you down to get back to sleep. Must have been some dream.' He mumbled. 'Jamie was the one that was there for me all night? And then I woke him up this morning...' I thought, feeling like a total jerk. I blushed and buried my face in my hands.

"I'm so sorry Jamie. I'm such a horrible person." I choked through my hands, only to have them pried away from my face and forced to look into his beautiful blue eyes. The only thing I could work through my brain was, 'I know where this is going.' Jamie slowly closed the distance between us, resting his forehead on mine.

"You don't realize how beautiful you really are, Maka." Jamie breathed, slipping his hand around my waist and pulled me against him. He came closer, and closer, our lips slightly touching. His breathing was heavy and ragged. Then he made the move, and jerked me forward, smashed our lips together, trying to gain more access with each passing moment. My drunken brain wasn't sure what to do, complying with whatever he demanded, weirdly enough. I could feel the panic of such a close encounter down there somewhere, but I must have drowned it out with the alcohol. 'Oh this is wrong, this is so wrong. Why won't I stop? What about Soul?' he was running through my mind, and it didn't seem like such a huge deal I was making out with his stepbrother. He stopped suddenly, and when I went to continue, he pushed me back and straightened out my shirt and hair, then did so himself. Literally a moment later, Wes came bolting down the stairs and fell on his face. Him and Jamie laughed, but I was confused and drunk.

"Sorry boys, I'm heading to bed." I mumbled, and lifted myself from my seat and sauntered off.

"What the hell just happened?" Arriving at my room, I spoke to no one in particular, collapsing onto the bed and sighing. "Soul I'm so sorry…"

I had started to dose off when my phone vibrated on the night table beside me, making me leap up from the bed and fall on the ground. I crawled over to it and opened the message. It was from Soul… I immediately grinned to myself. 'Speak of the devil.' It read,

"Maka I think we really need to talk about things. I miss you so much and I love you more than anything I could ever love. Please come meet me by the academy in 10 minutes, please. –Soul" I was so excited that I snatched my coat and ran out the door before the boys noticed. In my intoxicated state, I had left my shoes behind, and forgotten to lock the door back up.

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