A/N: I was planning to write this chapter as soon as I posted the other one but I had this errand and when I finally had the time to write I get writers block. asdfghjkl!

Disclaimer: -_- I DON'T OWN SOUL EATER. I do however own my perverted dreams about Soul. *shot* KIDDING!

"I hope it's a cool morning. That's how cool days always start out. And a cool guy like me deserves the coolest morning possible."

"You're stubborn and reckless, all you like to do for fun is read so you're boring, and you have fat ankles."

-Soul

A sound soul dwells within a sound mind and a sound body...

After having a noodle eating contest with Blackstar, Blackstar took Maka back to her apartment since it was getting late and if Tsubaki finds out he didn't take Maka home at this late hour he'd be her own personal dart board.

After saying goodbye to the man who'll surpass God Maka went inside her to her empty apartment. Soul hasn't returned yet and she was a bit worried since Soul almost never left her side, being away from him made her a bit jittery but she set her feelings aside and started to make dinner.

Hours went by and Maka was sitting on the couch watching the news when Soul finally arrived still looking angry.

"Where've you been?" She asked plopping a popcorn inside her mouth.

"No where." He said with a shrug.

Maka sighed. Soul was mad at her and she didn't blame him but it was his fault anyways she'd been hinting about the ball all season yet he still didn't ask her then. "Al-right well food's on the table." She managed.

"Not hungry." He said tonelessly heading for his room. Soul had been beating and harassing Ox and Harvard all afternoon trying to let them confess but they still wouldn't budge. All that hard work he put up to ask Maka to the ball ruined just because of those ass wipes. He stopped. "It's Ox Ford isn't it?" He finally said.

"Huh?" Maka asked dumbfoundedly.

"He's the one that asked you to the ball." He said not facing her.

Maka lurched forward trying to surpass a laugh but failed. "O-Ox?"

Soul faced her looking even more irritated. "What? No? Is it Harvard?"

Maka shook her head in disbelief.

"Then who?" He asked clenching his jaw.

"Why do you wanna know?"

"because I'm curious on who asked such a flat chested girl like you." He said arrogantly, scuffing.

Maka eyed him. "If you must know, I'm going with Blackstar."

Soul froze and checked if her heard her right. He was pretty sure she said Blackstar. Blackstar knew about what he was planning why on death would he ask Maka? Of all the people. That traitor. He silently cursed the loud mouthed blue haired jackass.

"Is there a problem?" She said knowingly.

Soul clenched his jaw. "No." He snarled angrily.

Maka caught his anger and suddenly felt taken aback. "Hey-"

SOul cut her off. "I don't understand why you would go with Blackstar of all people!"

"What does that suppose to mean?"

"You would go out with the first guy who asks you out wouldn't you?!" He yelled angrily.

"Don't talk to me like that! I'm not the one with the group of girls chasing after him or the one who has love letters stuck to his locker!" She yelled back at him standing up and facing him head on.

"You think I wanted that?!" Soul shot back at her eyeing her furiously.

Maka bit her lip in anger she could taste blood. "You probably do!" As soon as she said it she wanted to take it back.

She was about to apologize but Soul stopped her by raising a hand up. He wanted to tell her now than to never be about to say it ever. "Dammit MAKA! I was planning on asking you. Did you even know that or was your think skulled head in the way again?" He let out.

Maka stood there breathless. She didn't think he would actually say it being the Soul he is. She also didn't think he would be so angry. Why was he so angry anyway?

"I knew how much you wanted to go to that stupid Ball. I was planning on surprising you god dammit!" He yelled balling his hands to fists.

Maka was speechless. All those days of blabbing about the Ball and him pretending to not care he was actually paying attention noting everything she wanted for that night. It must have crushed him when she lied going out with someone. How could she tell him now?

Soul for once looked extremely mad and depressed just because he couldn't take her to the ball. A dozen of girlish thoughts came to her mind but she quickly dismissed the thought. Someone like Soul would never even give a second look at her. He's only here because he's your partner and nothing more.

"I don't have time for this." He scoffed heading to the door to leave the apartment. He stopped. "It's late, Maka." He said not looking at her then left.

The next day Maka woke with a jolt. After Soul left her last night she didn't know what to feel. She felt like crying and had the urge to play emotional songs but she settled with just sleeping inbut all she could think about was Soul.

Why was he planning to ask her? Why her of all people? Why was he so mad at her? Did he possibly have feelings for her? Maka let out a small scream and stuffed her face on a pillow.

Her door then burst open revealing a very stressed looking Soul in his boxers. "Maka! Are you alright?!" He asked looking tense jumping in front of her facing the window as if someone was gonna jump out of it.

"What? Yeah. I'm fine." Maka said looking confused.

Soul relaxed and glared at her. "Don't do that!" He yelled.

"Do what?"

Soul sighed. "Don't scare me like that! I though someone was in your room or something."

"Ohhhh. Sorry. I uhm, saw uhm, a " Maka looked around the room but all she could see were books. She improvised. "a rat." She tried to cover up as the horrible realization hit her, Soul was in his boxers. In her room.

Soul eyed her looking pissed and started walking to her door. "Blackstar called last night while you were sleeping. He's looking for you." He said disgustingly before slamming her door loudly.

Blackstar asked for them to meet at Deathbucks and she quickly agreed thinking it was about the Ball. Changing into some jeans and a sweatshirt she went out into the cool breeze of winter not that it snowed in Death City but you could feel the winter season around you even if it was a dessert.

Soon later she arrived at the Cafe and saw the blue haired boy digging into a muffin.

"Where's Tsubaki? Did she leave already?"

"Nah. She's uh," He hesitated like he was lying. "-packing."

Maka eyed him suspiciously but let it go he was probably going through something with Tsubaki, being separated with your partner was hard. "So what's up?"

Blackstar bit his lower lip and darted his eyes away from her. "I'm feeling lonely." He finally said looking rather odd.

"Lonely?" Maka repeated. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Blackstar sighed. "I need my best buddy today."

Maka raised an eyebrow. "Why did something happen to you and Tsubaki?" She asked concerned. or maybe he got into a fight with Soul.

He shrugged. "Yeah..."

Blackstar was acting really weird, weirder than the usual Blackstar.

"I have a godly adventure waiting for us today!" He yelled returning to his old loud self.

Maka stared at him in disbelief not believing what she was seeing. What was wrong with him? "Sure." She finally said. She didn't have anything better to do and she didn't real like going home to Soul when he was still angry at her.

Leaving Soul a message telling him she was out with Blackstar just in case he was looking for her she left without looking back.

The day with Blackstar was filled with laughs and yells of utter enjoyment. They went to the Amusement Park and rode all of the rides and after they went to Mr. Noodle and ate lunch having yet another Noodle Eating Contest and after they went cliff diving went from adventure to adventure until it started to get late. She couldn't help but see how Blackstar kept on looking at the time.

She having this terrible feeling that she was a terrible companion and started to doubt Blackstar was having fun with her.

"Am I boring you?" She finally said while they were on their way home.

Blackstar wasn't paying attention to her as he was checking the time.

"Blackstar." She called looking irritated.

He jumped back. "Eh? What?"

"You've been checking the time ever single minute that passes by. Am I boring you?" She asks hurt.

He shook his head and Maka sighed. The trip home became awfully quiet. Maka could tell that something was definitely wrong with Blackstar and that he was hiding something but she didn't know what. She let it go and tried to think about how she was going to face Soul later. He was still angry at her and even though she wanted to be angry with him as well she didn't have the heart to.

They soon arrived at back to her apartment. Blackstar looked so happy when he said goodbye to her was he really that happy to get rid of the depressed looking girl?

Maka shrugged and started walking through the buildings stairs to her apartment. Through the door she could see that the lights were turned off. Soul was probably out again. It was really bugging her. Soul usually never left her alone and now that he is it Maka felt broken and not complete.

She fiddled with her keys and it even dropped a few times she cursed starting to get pissed off. She wanted to kick the door open with rage but nothing good would come from doing that she decided.

Finally she opened the door and was greeted by the smell of strawberries and a dimmed room filled with candles.

"Maka." A voice said.

A/N: Who could that be? :)) Find out in the next chapter! :D So yes, Everyone seems too OOC here but it was hard to make them OOC in this kind of setting but I promise to make it all better as much as I can. I didn't like this chapter to be honest. It seemed too how to I put it, forced? I kept on deleted and writing again then deleting again then rewriting again then deleting again then finally this. Still not happy with the final product.

Hopefully I'll be able to get the next chapter up and running soon so stay tuned!

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Until next time!

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