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Okay! So, if you heard... Philippines, where I live, was flooded about two months ago. I didn't update for a long time because, all my files were in my computer desktop. Guess what happened to the desktop... It sank... Why I didn't save my desktop. Because, I wasn't home. Thank goodness that I have my summary plan in my laptop or else I'll die of depression... Gah... I'M SORRY THOUGH! I could only open my account using the school internet but, it's slow as snail... So, I had to rewrite 10 chapters. Well, it was supposed to be 13 chapters but since I missed updating so much, I decided to combine 3 chapters. And it's this chapter... So, I'm really sorry for not updating... *sad face*... gah, I remember when my laptop lost all its files... Well, I hope I can make up for this through this chapter.
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When Wrong Things Turn Right
~*~*~*~*~Chapter 12: A Game; Sticking To Agreement~*~*~*~*~
SOUL'S P.O.V.
I still can't get over the fact that last night, while Maka and I were outside, under the stars...
=flashback=
"Anytime, baby." I said, smiling at Maka. "I figured that I always want to have you by my side. You might not know it but you make me happy every time you're with me and I want to tell you that," I paused for a bit. "I like you." I looked at her to see what her reaction may be. All I saw was that she was wrapping her arm around my waist and she wasn't facing me. "Maka?" I called. That was the time she looked up at me. What the... "Did you hear what I said?" I asked.
"Sorry, I was thinking of something. What was it?" she replied.
To think that I've gathered all my courage to say that I like her... What a total shut off. "Nothing." I just hugged her.
=end of flashback=
Yes. I, Soul Eater Evans, the coolest guy ever to walk on Earth, just confessed to Maka Albarn that I like her. But I'm fate's favorite playmate. Or maybe, her brain decided to malfunction at that very moment and said, 'Whatever Soul, she won't be listening. I'm gonna make her think about stuff and she won't hear you'. Yup, as expected of me. I've already thought of this. With all the girls I've played with before, when I finally find the person I'll really like, bad karma will strike. I thought everything will end with Blair but no... I never would have thought that I would like Maka, the person that I've been annoying since Shinigami knows when, more than just a friend. And to think I confessed twice yesterday. The first one, she cut me off. Then the second, her mind's too preoccupied to even hear what I said. I said I was unsure yesterday, right? Well I was about to say that I think I love her. But since she wanted something sure, I've decided to confess the one thing I'm sure about: I like her.
And yes, you all know what happened now and I've been annoyed since I woke up. But then again, I've got so many opportunities to tell her. Who knows? Maybe the next time I confess, it'll be 'I love you' instead of just 'I like you'. I look at her sleeping form beside me. Maka is snuggled close to my body, her hand, which I'm holding, is resting on my chest. Who cares if she didn't hear me tell her that I like her? I'm actually lucky. This ring she's wearing is a sign that no matter what, she'll be mine. That's enough guarantee that I'll be confessing to her soon.
Maka moved, her head tilting upward, facing me. What's awesome about sleeping with Maka? She holds on to me like a lifeline even as we wake up. It's probably one of the many things I won't get tired of. "Hmm..." she hummed as she slowly opened her eyes.
"Good morning." I greeted, smiling at her.
She yawned then smiled lazily back at me. "Good morning too." she mumbled. Maka tends to be so cute naturally. Often times like this when she just woke up or she's sleepy, she has this adorable look that I find really cute. She nuzzled herself close to me and shut her eyes again.
"Don't I get a good morning kiss?" I asked.
"Mwah." she mumbled again, imitating the sound of a kiss.
I chuckled, kissing the top of her head. I heard her giggle as she wrapped her arm around me again. "Still sleepy?" I asked.
She snuggled her head under my chin. "Obviously." she said in her 'duh' tone. "Soul, cook breakfast." she said in a lazy voice.
I sighed and wrapped my arms around her as well. "I don't want to." I groaned. Hell, if she's wrapping her arm around me like this, I wouldn't want to do anything else. What? You're saying that I already am in love with Maka? Maybe. But, let's not rush things. I don't want the same thing that happened with Blair and I happen with us. The moment I started caring for Blair, I assumed that I love her already. But, look at us now. She's probably in France, pursuing a modelling career and flirting. And, here am I, with Maka. I know, this is pretty much different since in love or not, I'll have to stay with Maka. But that's the point, right? I've got her as my future wife already. Falling in love will be a bonus. And besides, what if Maka doesn't love me back? Wouldn't that cause a bit awkwardness between us? She did say one time that she'd like me as brother. Ugh... Confusing. Anyway, back to Maka. She's giving me the 'puppy eyes'. Damn girl. She looks so cute like this. "Not gonna work, Albarn." I smirked.
"Honey..." she bit her lips and looked at me. Maaan, not cool, NOT COOL. She looks so seductive all of a sudden. Her finger started circling on my chest. "...please?"
"Quit doing that." I grunted.
"Doing what?" she puckered her lips and gave me a wondering look.
I didn't respond. I just leaned in to kiss her lips. It was brief and made me want more but, I resisted. "Seriously, I'm not finished with you, Maka." I was about to stand up but Maka pulled me towards her.
"Funny." she mumbled when our lips were just inches away. "I'm quite sure I'm not finished with you as well." and our lips met. Maka's hand ran through my hair and her free arm wrapped around my neck. Quite aggressive of her early in the morning, don't you think? I wrap both my arms around her waist. She moaned as I bit her lower lip gently. Maka pulled away. I thought she got hurt from my sharp teeth but, before I could even apologize, she dived down for my neck and started licking there.
"M-Maka..." I groaned in pleasure. "Aren't you a b-bit t-too aggressive t-today?" I said, running my hand through her hair.
I just heard her giggle before she bit my neck. I gasped at what she did. "Not my fault. You look really yummy, Soul." she giggled again.
I sighed and held her by her shoulder to gently push her away. "Okay, I get it. Maka's hungry." I patted her head, standing up from the bed. "I'll cook breakfast."
Maka gave me a victorious smile before I went out the door. "I'll be down in a moment!" she shouted.
Cooking isn't really a hard thing to do for me. Mom and Dad are always away, busy with work when I was a kid. Wes on the other hand, is too busy practicing to play the violin. Of course, to make us responsible, Mom and Dad didn't get us a maid. When I'm hungry, I'll just get some egg from the fridge and cook it. Then, the time came that I was too tired of eating eggs, I started experimenting with my food. I'm proud to say that I beat Wes when it comes to cooking.
And so, now, I am cooking omelette rice. "Sou~l!" I heard Maka say behind me. She wrapped her arms around my waist. "Smells good." she inhaled.
"I always smell good, Maka." I said. Of course, I know she meant the food.
She laughed. "Hmm, true."
"Wait, did you seriously mean me?" I asked, trying to look at her but yeah, my head doesn't spin a hundred and eighty degrees so, I only got to glance at the top of her head through the side of my eye.
She raised her head and grinned at me, releasing me from her embrace. "Go figure, Soul." she said.
I shook my head with a smile on my face. Seriously, this girl's twisted sometimes. I started plating while she's just looking at me, seated by the table. "Breakfast." I smiled, placing the plate on the table.
"Looks delicious!" she noted. "Thank you for the meal." she said after clasping her hands together. She dug in eventually. Maaan, she's hungry.
"So, you going with the others later?" I asked, suddenly remembering that they planned a basketball match today.
Maka gave a worried glance at me. "I promised I would." she murmured. "Wanna come?"
A day playing basketball with Maka, cool. Sharing her attention with Kid and the others, uncool. Might as well let her have fun on her own. "Have other plans." yeah, right. Playing with my beloved PS3, that is.
She nodded. "Oookaaay..." she took a spoonful of the omelette rice. "But, at least you'd be able to do what you're planning! Knowing you, it's probably cool." she added as an afterthought.
I'm not actually thrilled about the whole basketball thing in the first place but, who am I to make her look bad since she'll be breaking a promise? I just nodded at her as my response. That tiny voice in my head's yelling at me that 'duh, you're the fiancé!' but, whatever.
"Oh, I have to prepare already." she mumbled, finishing her food quickly. Geez... What's she getting all giddy for? "Thanks for the breakfast, Soul." she kissed my cheek before running up the stairs.
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"Are you sure you're alright on your own?" not like I have much of a choice Maka. She's wearing shorts, exposing those long, hot, sexy legs of hers. She has a hoody on and, her hair's down. For the love of all things pretty, she looks so irresistibly gorgeous and sexy. And I'm aggravated that she's going out in this get-up.
I nod at her. "Yeah, yeah. Go and have fun." I drifted, looking nonchalant or, so I think I am.
"What's with the exasperated tone?" she scowled at me.
I shrug. "Something just came up but sheesh, nothing I can't fix." I lied. It's not like I can actually tell her that I'm in a foul mood since she's going with Kid. Okay, Kid and the others but still she's going. With Kid. And that's my issue. I told them I won't go so, I won't. That's how cool guys go by.
She sighed. "If you say so..." Maka gives me a raise of an eyebrow still. "For goodness sake, Soul, lighten up. You're worrying me." she's worried about me. At least that's a bit comforting. "Don't skip your meals and good luck with whatever you're doing." she said.
Thanks. The opponent team will need that once I start playin' on my PS3. "Yeah, yeah mom." she scowled at me. "Be careful." I reminded. "Text me when you get there."
"Okay. I'm gonna use my bike." Maka stepped out the door, nodding. "Miss me!" she giggled before shutting it tight.
Oh hell yes, I will.
Now... To explore this house first before I start playing. I climb that spiral staircase which remains unexplored. Up there is a door. What kind of room lies ahead of it? Let's find out.
Opening the door, I'm welcomed by a black grand piano. Red carpet, red walls. Almost everything's red except for the piano. I noticed there's a single chair that looks quite fancy by the side. You guessed it. It's red.
I've seen this room before. In a dream, actually. I was playing the piano and on that chair...
...Someone's sitting on it.
I never got to see the person though. I see her body but whenever I'm about to get to see her face, I wake up. Weird, isn't it? It's scary to think about it especially since it's my first time here and I've been dreaming about that a long time ago. What does that mean? Who's that girl in my dream?
I approach the piano and sat on the seat. I haven't played for a while but I feel the need to play it. As if they have a mind of their own, the moment I touched the keys, they started playing. 'Air' by Johann Sebastian is one of the first songs I learned to play. I play by ear. I rarely look at the piece. One thing why I never made it to the music industry. My parents want me to play exactly as it is but, I like adding 'Soul' into the piece. Makes me different from Wes.
Finishing the song, I stood up and head out, closing the door behind me.
And now, I head to my room to play the PS3. It's been a long time since I got to play. I grabbed the wireless controller and started the game. Then again, I got reminded of Maka and Travis playing here the other day.
As if on cue, my phone's message alert tone rang.
'Arrived here safe and sound, sir! -Maka'
I smirked at the phone and started typing.
'Missing you.'
Then again, I wonder what she'll say. She's probably busy with K-
Damn! Kid said he'll teach Maka how to play basketball. My subconscious grins and wiggles his eyebrow at me as if he's saying: 'No wonder she's all giddy to leave'. I felt my stomach twist at the thought. Maybe Kid's gonna hold her hand while teaching her how to dribble. Or hug her from behind to teach her how to shoot. Then when they're playing, they might bump into each other and Maka might fall on him and-
'It's your fault for not coming with her.' says that voice in my mind. I felt like I'm punched on my gut.
And, my phone rings. I opened the text from Maka.
'Missing you more. 8]'
Well, maybe, I'm over-thinking things. She misses me. I start typing my reply.
'I hope you're serious about that because I am. =P'
I press send. Yup, definitely over-thinking. I start playing again. Damn right. I'm fine with her with the guys. I trust Maka.
Another text. Looks like she's not busy yet. I opened the text.
'Stupid. Of course I really miss you.'
And I reply with a:
'You better Mrs. Evans'
Well, at least I'm at ease now. Geez, what was I thinking anyway? It's not like Kid's gonna...
Holy crap. Tsubaki said something yesterday, didn't she? How could I forget that?
Maybe, she's just joking...
...yeah, definitely joking...
...trying to test me or embarrass Maka...
...that can't be true...
...a joke...
...yes, a silly joke...
...
WHO AM I KIDDING?! THAT GIRL DOESN'T CRACK JOKES LIKE THAT!
Gotta think, think... Should I stay or should I go? What will I say when I get there? That I changed my mind and wanted to play basketball all of a sudden?
Stay or go?
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MAKA'S P.O.V.
'You better Mrs. Evans'
"Oi, Maka!" Black*Star shouted. "Quit grinning like a dumbass there! Don't make your God wait!" he continues. Shinigami, this guy is so loud! And, grinning?! Why would I be doing that? I tried to scowl but it was no use. I really am grinning.
"Hi Maka." someone said. I looked behind and saw Kid smiling at me. I placed my phone in my bag and smiled back at him.
He taught me a few stuff like the basics. Dribbling, shooting and stuff. Of course, I notice that he often brushes his hand with mine. While teaching me how to shoot, he's behind me, his hands by my arm. It's alright, actually. I'm actually enjoying the lesson.
After that, we started playing. Kid, Liz and I versus Black*Star, Tsubaki and Patty. Well, more like Kid versus Black*Star since they're the only ones scoring. In the end, we won the two quarter match with the score of 42-39.
Exhausting! I sit down the bench. Kid hands me a can of soda. "You're good." he grinned.
"Oh please." I laughed as he sat beside me. I took my phone from my bag and gasped at the number of text from Soul.
TEN!
'Baby, where're you?'
'Hello? Earth to Mrs. Evans?'
'Where are you?'
'What court?'
'Can't you really answer me now?'
'Baby?'
'Maka? Court?'
'MAKA ALBARN!'
'I'm starting to worry.'
'Never mind, I'll find you.'
Now I'm the one starting to worry. What is up with that? Did something happen? "Hey Maka?" Kid suddenly called me. I haven't even replied to Soul yet. I looked at him. "I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me later for ice cream or something?"
"Hell no, she won't!"
Ah... Crap.
I looked to where the voice came from and there, I saw a panting Soul, on his own bike that's rarely used because of his beloved motorcycle.
"Soul." Kid said grimly. No, no... Not good.
"She's not going." my fiancé said. I looked at the others. Patty was, for the first time, interested somehow. Black*Star was giving me a weird smirk which is saying something I don't get. Liz had a worried look on her face and Tsubaki looks quite enlightened.
I turn back to Kid and Soul. They're now standing up, facing each other. "I don't think that's for you to decide." Kid grumbled.
Soul scowled. "I say she's not going." he said. "And that's what she'll do."
"H-Hey..." I tried to interfere to break the tension but I feel like the only thing they could see now is each other's glares.
"Since we're here," Kid got the basketball from the ground. "why don't we settle things with this?" he 'chest-passed', if I'm remembering right that that's what it's called, the basketball to Soul.
"Good idea." Soul grinned, flashing his sharp teeth.
Duh, hello? Earth to the both of you? Can't I make MY OWN decision?!
"I'm teaming up with Maka." Kid announced. Soul scowled at this.
"You planning to lose, Kid?" Black*Star started laughing. How rude! It's my first time playing!
"I wanna play!" Patty raised her hand and started laughing as well.
Soul nodded. "Fine."
Black*Star did the honors to lay out the rules. Just one quarter, ten minutes as the time limit. Deciding who gets first possession, a toss coin was needed. Soul and Patty won.
And the match begins. Soul was guarded by Kid and me? I'm trying my best to guard Patty. You all know how hyperactive she is. Kid managed to steal the ball from Soul and of course, Soul got pissed off with that. Kid passed me the ball. Wow, nice decision. Patty and Soul switched positions all of a sudden, making Soul guard me instead.
"Soul! Why're you here?" I hissed at him.
He gave me that smirk of his. "Claiming my wife's cute ass." he whispered.
I stopped dribbling, awed and shocked at what he just said. At that very same moment, he stole the ball. Kid, being blocked by hyperactive Patty who is guarding him pretty well, didn't get to stop Soul from shooting.
0-2
"Keep your head in the game, baby." he winked at me. Ugh! Why's he affecting me like this? He'll see! He wants to play huh? Well, two can play this game.
Our possession. I had the ball. Again, Soul was guarding me. "I know why you're here, honey." I smiled at him. He raised his eyebrow. "You're here to guard my ass." I turned around, my back against him. I brushed my 'ass' against him, putting him to a stop. I passed the ball to Kid and he managed to shoot at the three point line.
3-2
"Keep your head in the game, honey." I imitated his line.
He gave me that very seductive smirk of his. "Cheap trick."
Soul passed the ball to Patty. She swiftly took a shot. Obviously, it had no direction. Kid and I got ready for the rebound but, to our surprise, Soul jumped, catching the ball and did a 'follow-up', I think.
3-4
He gave Kid and I a smirk. "Head on the game, you say?" he asked, his tone taunting.
Our turn. Kid had the ball and is currently making his way towards our basket. Soul was the one guarding him. He stopped and as Soul was about to steal the ball, he made a turn and he shoots. And, he scores!
5-4
It's Kid's turn to smirk at Soul.
A good 9 minutes passed and the current score:
15-18
Kid has the possession and with a less than 30 seconds, he scores.
17-18
Well, Soul now has the ball and time's running. Luckily, or maybe unluckily for either me or Soul, Kid managed to make a steal but, Soul guards him. Kid passes the ball to me.
6 seconds.
"Shoot!"
And, I just threw the ball. Not really a shoot but, actually, I don't know if I want it to go in or not.
Oh well... Let's see what fate has planned for me today.
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SOUL'S P.O.V.
Like hell Maka could make that shot. She's a first timer and, hearing what Black*Star said earlier about Kid wanting to lose since he picked Maka, there's no way she could shoot it. Besides, she threw the ball, not shoot it.
I glance at the ball which was now...
...what the...
...IT WENT IN!
"Time's up!" Black*Star shouted. "Final score, 19-18. Kid and Maka won by a ridiculous shot." he declared, laughing.
Kid smiled. "I knew I could count on you." he raised his hand and Maka gave him a high-five. Maka glanced at me. I scowled at her and she gave me a guilty look. Damn right woman, I'm really mad at you. "Humor me Soul." Kid said.
"Pfft... Fine, go." I spat. "Whatever. I hope she bores you to death."
Patty giggled. "Soul's reeeeaaallyy jealous!" she sang and Tsubaki smiled, well, more like suppress her giggle.
"To hell with this." I cursed and rode my bike. And, I'm off.
Who cares? PS3, swimming pool, here I come! Then again, my phone rang.
'I'm sorry.'
Hell. You better be Maka. The hell! I've been in four different parks just to find her but still, she went!
Then, the realization. She likes Kid. Why wouldn't she not go with him? I'm practically just a somebody that's tied to her so suddenly. That voice in my head laughs, 'So you know basic math. Very good.' it said. Oh to hell with it. I don't know. Since I've been with Maka, I feel like I've developed some sort of other personality. As of now, I'm Soul, following my heart. But Soul, following his brain, is right. That's simple math. Maka likes Kid. Between me and Kid, who will she choose? 'Yes. That's right. Easy as one plus one, right?'.
I feel sick all of a sudden. I shouldn't have gone there in the first place. If I listened to my brain and its pride, I probably wouldn't feel like this. How annoying.
It's 4:30pm when I got back. I placed the bike by the garden and went in.
I'm not in the mood for playing whatever anymore. I remove my shirt and tossed it wherever. Lying down the couch, I scowl at my phone. I must be so absorbed with what I'm thinking earlier, I didn't hear it ring. Maka called and left some text messages.
'You're mad, aren't you?'
Hell, you think, Maka?
'Sorry :['
You really better be.
'I didn't mean to shoot it.'
But you're happy you did.
'Ice cream's delicious. Wish I was with you'
Why do I doubt that?
'We're gonna roam around. Hope you got home safe.'
I tossed my phone at the end of the couch. Maybe, I should just calm down.
'She's alone with him' reminded by that voice in my head. DAMN VOICES! They tend to confuse me and I hate that. Whatever. Just whatever.
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9:00pm... No text. No call. Nothing from her. I've prepared food. Just chicken fillet. I haven't eaten though. I said I'll wait. Besides, it's in the agreement. One cannot eat breakfast and dinner without the other.
'Lame excuse.' Hell, even I know that! It's just, I dunno. I want to see her. I went outside to wait for her. Is she okay?
I wait outside for a few minutes before I heard a car park by the gate. Kid must've took her somewhere. I scramble from where I'm sitting and went inside. No, I don't want her to know that I've been waiting for her! I open the television, sit on the couch, place my feet on the table and act cool.
Later on, the door opened. Maka's shirt was different. She's wearing a pink t-shirt. "Soul..." she called, sounding scared.
"Oh, you're here." I simply said, not moving from where I'm sitting.
She pouted. "Are you mad?" Maka asked. I shook my head. "Why did you ignore my messages then?" I just shrugged. "You really are mad."
"Why would I be?" I spat.
She looked down. "Right. You don't even look like you worried." she mumbled.
"And again, why would I be?" I said, not looking at her.
I think I saw Maka flinch at that. "Yeah. You've got no reason to be mad or worried." she slowly start walking away.
Ah crap. Did I go too far? But, what's she saying? That I don't care for her? That's just it. "HEY!" I shouted, standing up. She stopped on her tracks. "I've got all the reasons to be!" Oh great. I fly off the handle. "You've been with Kid for hours! Who wouldn't be worried?! No text, no calls! I care for you, if that's what you don't get!" Maka bit her lip. "And, I'm aggravated, damn it! Jealous, even! I shouldn't be like this but I can't help it!" what the... Not what I intend to say. "And now, you seem like accusing me for not caring! Damn it, Maka! Just damn i-"
She ran to me and wrapped her arms around me. "I'm sorry!" she started crying, her tears sliding down her cheeks to my bare chest. "I didn't mean to..."
I sighed, wrapping my arms around her. "You had me worried." I mumbled, kissing the top of her head.
"For a moment, I f-felt s-scared that you d-didn't care." she mumbled.
"I've always cared, Maka." it feels weird to hear her say that she's scared. Maka's always been tough. It's actually my first time to actually see her so vulnerable. "Sorry. I'm just so pissed earlier." I dropped down the couch, sitting her on my lap.
She's still clinging on to me like a lifeline though. "Please don't be mad anymore."
"How can I still be mad?" I smirked. She sniffed, looking up at me. "I can't stay mad at you if you're like this." Maka gently pushed me down, making me lie flat on my back on the couch. She laid on top of me then, her head resting on my chest. "Spit it out. You're bothered by something, aren't you?"
I heard her gasp a bit. So it is true. "I showed Kid the ring you gave me." she mumbled. So, she's sad... Why? That they can't be together? 'Most probably.' that voice in my brain said. "I told him that I can't return his feelings. Not anymore at least."
"He..." I just had to clear my throat. "...confessed?" I asked. Maka nodded. "So, you're sad that you can't be with him... Right?"
"No!" She raised her head up to look at me. "I said I..." she looked away from me. "I said I wanted this relationship with you." she mumbled, barely inaudible.
"Oh..." was all I could say. She wants it. Does that mean... 'Simple math Soul.' said my subconscious. Yet, I don't get it. Why's she bothered by it?
"He told me that you might get tired of me. That you might end up taking me for granted. And, I figured that what he said isn't entirely impossible." she started sobbing again. "Then, when it seemed like you didn't care earlier..."
Ah. I get it. "Hush..." I said, pulling her to me again. "Maka, I swear that's not happening." I kissed the top of her head again. "I've always cared for you and we've talked about that already." Shit Kid for giving her that idea.
She traced the scar across my chest. That scar I got to protect her. Almost immediately, her tears start flowing again. "Good riddance, Maka!" I scowled. "Stop crying. This isn't like you."
"I know. I don't get it too!" she sobbed. Geez, my poor Maka... 'Did you just say, My poor Maka? My Maka?' subconscious asked. I think, I just did but, not out loud.
"Stupid." I smirked at her. "I'm never gonna get tired of you and your craziness, baby." Maka's lips curled upward a bit at what I said. I guess, this is the perfect opportunity to confess. "Maka, I..."
grumble. What the...
She looked at me. "Soul Eater Evans. Have you eaten yet?" she scowled. Great shinigami. I'm sidetracked again. I shook my head. "Why?!" okay, immediately, her mood swings from sober to mad, I think.
"I was waiting for you..." I admitted. "I couldn't eat earlier."
She kissed my lips briefly. "You're sweet but you have a fun-sized brain." Maka smiled. Is she trying to blast me or something? "What if I didn't go home?"
My turn to scowl. "I'd be really jealous."
Maka sighed, shaking her head and smiling. "My Soul's so jealous." she stood up and pulled me up. "That's one thing I love about you."
Love? Did she just say...
"C'mon, I'll feed my baby Soul." she giggled, pulling me to the kitchen.
She's quite surprised that the food's prepared already. "Geez, Soul." she sighed. "It's touching that you waited for me but, you should take care of yourself. You waited this hour to eat!" she frowned. She pushed a fork with a chicken fillet strip against my lips. "Ah."
"Ah." I opened my mouth and took the chicken. "Really ironic, Maka. Let me eat by myself then." I scowled.
"Ah." she said with that scowl on her face as she holds the spoon with rice towards my mouth. I part my lips and she fed me. "Quit yapping, Soul. Just eat. You're gonna get sick if you miss meals." then, a smile crept on her face. "Besides, you look cute like this. I feel like I'm feeding Travis." she said, laughing.
I took the opportunity of her open mouth to place a chicken strip in her mouth. "If you're feeding me, then I should feed you."
Maka scowled but at least, she's eating. "Hmm, you never fail to impress me with your cooking." she said in between her chews.
I smirked, feeding her rice this time. "Of course. I'm gonna make sure my cooking makes you stick with me all the time."
Maka blushed with that. "Y-Yeah... I'm pretty sure I will..." She looked away, shyly. Oh great. Now, it's all awkward. "Anyway, eat Soul!" she shoved another strip in my mouth then followed by a spoonful of rice. That was a quick recovery.
"Oi!" I shouted but start choking on my food. "Va-er!" I meant water.
She gasped. "A-ah! Water!" she poured water in my glass and helped me drink it.
"You're trying to kill me!" I shouted.
"Nu-uh!" she shook her head. "It's because you're weird! Blunting things like that, how troublesome!" she rolled her eyes at me.
"Oi, Mrs. Evans! Don't roll your eyes on me!"
"Don't shout at me, Mr. Evans!"
Before I could respond, she props another chicken strip in my mouth and started laughing.
The things you do to me, Maka.
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"That's my shirt." I noted when we we're about to crawl to bed. We took a bath after that bizarre dinner. Separated, different bathroom, if that's what you're asking. Of course, I got out first. I'm currently on the bed, leaning against the head board. The usual, I'm not wearing anything on my torso. I'm just wearing my pajama pants.
Maka, on the other hand, went out in my t-shirt which was too big on her. And from what I can see, she's just in her panties underneath. I'm not sure if she has a bra on though. She sat on the edge of the bed. "So?"
"Nothing. It feels nice to see you wearing it actually." I grinned. "You look feisty, baby."
She just giggled.
"Your hair's still wet." I pointed out.
"So?" damn, again with the 'so?' reply.
I shot her a glare. "I don't want you to get sick, Maka." I said. "Especially tomorrow."
Maka's eyebrow formed a 'v' to her curiosity. "What's up tomorrow?" she asked.
"I got very jealous with Kid to day so," I sat next to her. "I'm going to ask you out."
She blinked a couple of times. What? Is it that hard to process? "And if I say no?" she asked, smirking. Damn her witty mouth.
"Then," I paused. "I'll just drag you out the house. Carry you even."
She shook her head, smiling. "Oh, my jealous Soul Eater Evans." she wrapped her arms around me.
"Damn right my wife, Maka Evans." I said, wrapping my arms around her and kissing the top of her head.
"I'm not your wife yet." she reminded.
I smirked. "But you will be."
"And if I say no?" My face fell and my arms dropped to the sides. "Aww, I'm only kidding, baby. I'm sorry!"
"Not funny." I grunted.
She leaned towards my face and kissed me on the lips briefly. "Forgive me?"
I sighed. "No." Maka pouted at me. "Not yet." I push her down the bed and kiss her deeply.
"Mm, Soul~"
And our own 'game' begins.
~*~*~*~*~To Be Continued...~*~*~*~*~
Well, not much to say... Just, sorry for the wait! And I hope you liked this. I'm open for the flames you're going to throw... I'll take them all... (really guilty about that long absence).
