"Oh this is the best thing in the world…"
Soul munched on his near to gone sushi. He only had four bites and only one more would finish the deal, and the plate wasn't small either. He sighed and took the last bite. "I-I think I'm about to cry…" He said and with a satisfying burp Soul threw the plate into the trash. The sound of soft singing and the shower caught his attention. To him the voice sounded like an angel's. Since he was out for a while, too long for him, it was time for Soul to mess with Maka.
Soul smiled to his self as the song ended and the water stopped. He began to creep along the wall until he heard a creak and froze. 'Damn floor.' He mentally slapped his self and took the key from on top of the door frame. The hair dryer was on so Soul assumed that Maka was dressed. Well, when he dried his hair he always put his clothes on first in case some idiot came in, assuming that he was dressed… So Maka should be too. Slowly, he unlocked the door.
"Hey babe, I'm home!" he burst in with a wide grin, arms stretched out. He came in prepared but instead he was sadly unprepared. Maka stood naked with a hair dryer in her hand. She had a blank expression on her face until she realized what just happened. "O-Oh shit." Soul's mouth hung open in shock. She was nude and he could see every inch of her front side.
"What the hell! G-Get out!" Maka shouted. Soul stepped back feeling a wave of… sound? Did this girl actually scream loud enough to use it to push him back with shock or was it fear? It was probably just embarrassment with just a hint of frustration. Maka pushed him back and slammed the door in his face. She continued on letting every curse word she knew flow out of her as Soul turned and slid down to the floor, letting his head and back rest on the door.
"D-Done yet?" He was still shaken from his encounter with the bare Maka.
"Oh hell no! I still have twelve more languages of cuss words to go! How did you even get in? The door was locked, I made sure!"
"Key."
"A key, from where?"
"I got it from the door frame, where else."
"Who the hell puts a fucking key on the outside of a door? What if a serial killer comes in and knows you're locked in the bathroom? I'm pretty sure he's not going to be all 'Oh well there's a key? I better not use it to open the door that would be wrong.'! Oh and Soul? What the heck is wrong with you? You knew that I was in here and you still decide the come in? You freaking pervert!"
Soul groaned and hit his head on the door. "We're partners now right? I was bound to see you naked at some point."
"Partners huh? Ha, funny! Definitely not. After this happened I think I'm going to find a new partner. And you want to know what's sad? We haven't even been partners for over five hours." Maka was serious but did she really want another partner?
Soul shifted his gaze to look down the hallway. "No take backs!"
"Fuck take backs!"
Maka was talking, that he was sure of that, but he blocked her out. He could find a new partner easily, sure, one that didn't freak out like this one. 'It isn't like I haven't seen other girls naked, nothings different here.' But he did actually enjoy that little moment. Just a tad, but he shouldn't be stressing out over this. "But I kind of want to be your partner, honestly." That shut Maka up. Soul knew that he was partially lying. 'Damn floor now it's my damn mouth...' The door opened and Soul fell back. His head was at Maka's feet and he stared up at her. Luckily she wasn't wearing a skirt. "Y-yo..." She didn't say anything back as she looked down at him.
"Did you mean that?" Maka spoke with doubt as she crouched down by his head. Green locked onto red like a gun locked onto a deer. Soul gulped and moved. What could he say?
"Uh, yeah…" He saw a smile and pink formed on his cheeks. He sat up into a crisscross position and put his hands on his knees. "So, things good?"
"You say that like I'm going to let this blow over. You're my partner right? Since you're going to be living here, and I hope you realized because I refuse to live at your house, you will have the worst time ever."
Soul grinned. "You said that I was still you're weapon."
"I know that Evans."
"This hurts you know. Lifting all those monsters-"
"They're called books Soul."
"Yeah, books. Lifting them all was harsh on my back, no thanks to you." It was 9:00 P.M and Soul was still at Maka's. She had asked him why he didn't leave and he replied with a simple "Black*Star will have Tsubaki over and he'd probably be all defensive and shit."
"Soul you know that you can't stay here." Maka sipped on her pepsi and fell back into the couch.
"And explain why? I'm going to be moving in soon anyways." Soul ripped open a chocolate bar and stood a couple of feet away from Maka. It was going to be like this until she felt ok around him.
"That was the stupidest question I've ever heard Soul. Don't even forget about what you did earlier." Maka sighed and finally looked at the TV. Soul had flipped to some show that, from what she had heard during her time of listening to the TV and staring at her drink, sounded pretty…awkward, weird. 'What in the name of death are we watching?' She thought.
"It's show that normal teenagers watch." Soul called over to her. Maka gave him a surprised look. "What? You were thinking out loud."
She nodded, embarrassed. 'Oh, well don't I feel stupid.'
"How could you be stupid? You're a bookworm. Now Black*Star? He's stupid."
Maka flinched. 'But I wasn't thinking out loud that time for sure…'
"Yeah you were. Just not that time… I don't know, it was faint but I could hear you in my head." Soul tapped his skull and flashed his teeth. He could hear her? Licking his fingers, he walked to the TV.
Maka grunted. "I want to know how you heard me."
Soul shrugged and sat on the edge of the couch, crossing his arms and leaning back on it as doing so. "How would I know?"
"Well, I'm pretty sure I don't hear other people's thoughts."
"Doesn't mean that I know. It just... happened. Been happening every since I left the nurses. If I'm anywhere near you then I can hear a faint voice."
"And exactly why are you so calm about that? It's weird!"
Soul shrugged again. "Everything in Death City is weird. I mean come on, we fight witches, ghouls, and all that shit. I guess I'm just use to weird stuff. For example, check this out." He uncrossed one of his arms and let it shift from an arm into a sharp blade. "Most kids our age can do this right?" Soul said before shifting back into his regular arm.
The girl barely acknowledged his question. She was more interested in his weapon form.
"Yeah... Soul? I can't believe I didn't think about this earlier but, what actually are you? You're weapon form I mean."
"As far as I'm concerned, a scythe. A pretty nice one at that. But now what are you? A cool meister or a lame boring meister?"
Maka held her chin and hummed."I'd rather not label myself but if I must... I'd say both."
"Both wasn't an answer!"
"If you're a cool meister than you are allowed to make more choices."
The albino stared at her and then started laughing."Alright, you got me. You truly are the cool meister." He laughed a bit more until he settled down completely. Stretching, Soul walked backwards towards the hallway. "If you need me I'll be in the guest room, or shall I say my soon to be room? Or I might be in the shower. Try not to take a look at all this."
Maka's face began to tingle with a light blush. " Soul. Remember that I'm not your friend yet. Don't expect to be here longer than five minutes after ten."
"But at least you didn't call me a jerk, right?" He lifted his head high, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked down at the small girl. He was going to stay there that night and he would probably never leave.
This is why Maka didn't want Soul to stay. She had been twisting and turning all night, occasionally peeping out from under her covers if she heard a sound, always expecting Soul to be standing there with his bloodshot eyes and wolf teeth cracked into a creepy grin. A knife would have found it its way into a comfy position in Soul's hand. Maka would squeak as scary thoughts drifted into his mind. Instead of screaming she would scream inside of her head. There was no reason to have neighbors think that she was about to be killed in the middle of the night.
Something hit the wall and she squealed a little, continuing to scream in her mind. There it went again. Another scream sounded deep in her head. She dived deep into her sheets; maybe she could dig a hole through the mattress and hide there forever. It would definitely feel safer. Maka lay trembling in the bed when the bedroom door opened. 'Stay still Maka! No one will be able to tell you're here if they can't see you. Yeah, good plan. Stick to it now…'
"Oi! I'm trying to sleep here! How do you expect me to do that when you're making so much noise?! Is it always like this over here? If so then I'm sorry Maka but I'll have to stay at Black*Star's maybe even Kid's." Soul growled. Maka could feel him glare daggers at her. She lifted her head out from under the covers and took a peek at him. From the looks of it he was only wearing pajama bottoms. Maka's eyes glided to his chest. He was surprising built for a newly turned sixteen year old. Save for the scar.
"I-I was not doing anything. Didn't make a sound…" she was too focused on his scar. It was so large, she had never seen anything like it before. In fact. it worried her.
"Like hell you weren't. Remember? I can barely hear you in here." He tapped the side of his head lightly. "With you screaming like that made it even clearer."
Maka tried to mimic one of Soul's smiles when she sat up, earning her a blunt "Don't" . She had a question to ask him but it sounded too personal to her. Truthfully she was afraid that he wouldn't answer and avoid the subject completely and even think that she was rude for asking such a question.
"Soul, where did that… What happened to...? I'm not good at asking personal questions…" She frowned.
"I see, well if you're referring to this," he pointed to his chest. "I'm not really sure. Freakin' hurts to think about it." He sighed and sat on the edge of the bed."When I touch it I hear some girl calling my name. The first time when she says it, it sounds like a normal 'Soul!' but the second time sounds like a scream. She must have cared for me or something… Maka? You look scared."
Maka shook her head and said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice." What? No, that's just sounds familiar. That's all. But anyways, where's your shirt? Go put one on, thats not very guest like. I might just kick you out for that."
"Well, where's yours?" He replied back. Maka quickly checked herself and pouted when she realized that she was tricked. "Rookie mistake with the oldest trick in the book, but where else am I supposed to go?"
"Home is a great option."
"At 12:35 A.M?"
"The park is always an option."
"What kind of park is safe at night?!"
"One with a popular weapon named Soul Eater," she smirked, know that her next word would send chills crawl throughout the teenager's body. "Evans."
"Albarn… I'd appreciate if you would never call me that. I'm not an Evans, never was and never will be."
"Oh, what's with that tone I hear? I'm not afraid of you, fish breath." Maka snapped back. Soul opened his mouth and made a hissing sound.
"You know, I was a vampire for Halloween when I was six. I think I got the whole blood sucking and killing down." Maka just laughed.
"Are you really using a memory from when you were kid in a costume to defend yourself? You got to be kidding me!"
"You say you've known me since I was a kid but you don't really know me at all. I've known you for two days and a half, yet I know almost everything about you. Don't underestimate me, tech." Soul cracked his knuckles, praising himself for his comeback. The whole day had been a mess for him, it made him completely forget to call Black*Star to let him know where he was.
"Where is he? That snow haired guy should have been here years ago!"
"Black*Star you shouldn't be moving so much!" Tsubaki sighed and watched Black*Star workout. He was supposed to be studying but he got a question wrong which led to him doing five hundred push ups. "I'm sure Soul will be back tomorrow."
"'Course he will! He'll be coming back crying and begging for my forgiveness!" He cheered as he stood up. "I think this deserves a victory lap around Death City." Black*Star bowed to the invisible crowd.
"Nurse Marie said that you should rest."
"Yeah, so? If I've got my muscles I can still do anything." He then stretched and went over to this desk. Studying wasn't as easy as he expected it to be. But he had to do it, Tsubaki told him if he could then he was one step closer to surpassing God. He took one look at the book lying before him and shut it. "Tsubaki I'm going to go jog around the city, want to come?"
"What? But you got to study and Black*Star I don't think it's safe a night. Murders or robbers could be out and-"
"Great! We can find Soul and kick some ass. It'll be so epic to assassinate some of them. Less bad guys to worry about right? I'll go get my jacket ok?"
"But we still haven't managed to get a single soul…" Tsubaki sighed but smiled when the boy darted out of the room. Black*Star was fun to handle. She didn't see why people complained about dealing with him. He was just a normal energetic teenager, maybe more energetic than most. Even though Tsubaki didn't understand much about the subject, Black*Star was probably going through some boy stage like Kid had when he was actually calm around an unsymmetrical room. But that only lasted for a day.
Black*Star rushed back into the bedroom carrying his jacket with him. "Come on! Kid called and said something about some monster not too far from here. To bad it won't be there long after we get done with it!" He gave Tsubaki an idiotic smile and grabbed her arm, leading her towards the door. "Here put this on its kind of cold out there." He grabbed Liz's jacket that she left over. "Hey Tsubaki... Since Kid called me do you think that he called Soul too? Why didn't we think about that?" Black*Star was including her and acting like if she got cold that she would die. He wasn't always like this so what was up?
They were jumping from building to building when Tsubaki asked him.
"What do you mean? Isn't it normal for a boyfriend to be kind to his girlfriend?"
"Well, you never acted like this when you knew me before we started dating…" The older girl avoided his gaze.
Black*Star frowned, he was never good at the relationship things. He had never actually been in one before yet he felt like he was already messing it up. "You're putting things in past tense. We still are, but how weird would it be if I acted like this when you started hanging out with us? Truthfully I-"
"Behind you!" Kid's voice echoed throughout the sky. Eight shots went off and a screech was heard. 'Cept it wasn't the monster that was making the noise. "Black*Star it's coming towards you!"
"Not a problem!" He responded. Tsubaki nodded and transformed into a sword which Black*Star used to slice off one of the arms, or at least tried to. He kicked the creature back towards someone, assuming that it was Kid, flying into the air with something that reflecting the moon's face and another face.
It yelled and took care of the rest of the creature, though it looked like everywhere it went, two little flags near its head sail with it. With one more hit the monster disappeared with a burst and left a floating red soul. The flying thing landed on another building and its weapon turned back into a human. They nodded to each other and the weapon headed towards Black*Star and Tsubaki. They were perched on one of the buildings farther down from where the monster was killed.
"Damn. Tsubaki was that thing a bigger show than I was?" Black*Star tried to eye the meister from head to toe but the only thing that he could see was two white gloves.
"Of course not Black*Star, no one is!" She giggled lightly. Kid joined them and threw his guns up into the air, flipping symmetrically until they transformed back into Liz and Patty. By then the weapon from earlier showed its face.
"What goes on?" It said and put its hands into it leather jacket. Black*Star looked at it and exploded.
"What the hell Soul! You can't expect me to be all calm and collected when you turn up missing all day and show up here say 'Oh what goes on, I'm a faggot who thinks that I can do any but surpass Black*Star.' That's not how it works here!" Black*Star yelled. He wasn't angry, just frustrated.
Kid and Tsubaki looked at either while Liz groaned. Patty was sitting on the ground clapping and saying something about how the blue haired giraffe was yelling at the white haired giraffe.
"Calm your fucking tits Black*Star, and chill with the slurs. I didn't even say that. Over exaggerating much don't you think?"
"I think not! Who was that with you? You two ruined my great demonstration on how to be as awesome as me, well not as awesome since I'm above all."
"No one..."
"Not answering the mighty Black*Star? Well, I do think is that it's time for me to get back at you for that punch earlier and for what Sid gave me because of you. You could say these counts as payback for not coming back without telling me and for other things."
"Almighty this, almighty that, do you ever stop? We get it, you think you're godly, enough is enough. Moving on, technically it was your fault. You did not have to walk outside and punch a girl as I happen to walk by. That was a dick move."
"Whatever! But I will get even for that punch." Black*Star smirked. He was feeling pretty cocky at the moment.
Soul nodded and hummed. "Yeah, okay sure. You know, that is if you can find me." The scythe had set up a bet through a silent eye conversation with everybody in the scene, besides Maka who leaned against a crate hidden by the shadows.
|I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER|
In this story Crona is identified as both she and he. It's 2-26-17, I'm going back and rereading/fixing some mistakes in this story. But boy, I really can not write.
