A/N: I decided to continue from last chapter. You're welcome. :P
I don't own Soul Eater. O.o
X-x-x Seduced x-x-X
She mindlessly walked towards the bike, a little slower today as there was no rush. In fact, she didn't even know where its owner had run off to. She hadn't seen him since he exited the classroom earlier. Maka sighed, wishing to go back to the past and tell herself not to agree to anything that Liz would soon dare her to do. Maka wondered how her sudden realization of his feelings would affect their friendship, and resonance for that matter.
She was so deep in thought that she didn't notice the boy who was walking up behind her, that was until he encased a warm hand around her small wrist, pulling the meister back abruptly. Maka gasped out of shock, turning around her eyes met with ruby ones.
He was glaring at her.
"What?" She found herself asking, confused by his stare.
"What the hell was that?" Soul let go of her wrist, but not breaking the glare he was forcing unto her.
"What was what?" she quizzed. Seemingly clueless, even though she knew exactly what he was referring to.
"You know what I mean!" He flung his hands up in annoyance. "What you were doing with your pen in class before!"
"I was doing something with my pen?" She couldn't help the smile that played around her lips at the sight of his exasperation. "I can't recall doing anything." Maka scratched her head, making it look like she was thinking. The grin that was plastered on her face gave her away. "Nope I got nothing."
"Shut up Maka. Why were you being so…" Soul trailed off. Not sure of the word he was wanting to use right now.
"So what Soul?" Maka could felt her anger rising, she balled her hands into fists. "Go on say it. So slutty right?"
She shouldn't have done it. Now even Soul looked at her like that. Like a complete sexually obsessed teenager. Dammit Liz. This was all wrong. Maka felt tears prick at her eyes. She wasn't like this. She wanted to simply be Maka. Book loving, boring, plain old Maka. Not this new, flirty, outrageous, slutty Maka.
The blond let out a surprised yell as she was pushed up against the school lockers, but the cry was cut short when Soul crushed his mouth to hers.
She felt his hand at the back of her neck, the other gripping her waist. It wasn't exactly a soft kiss, but a rough, i-need-to-shut-you-up sort of one. Maka tangled her hands in his white hair, which to her surprise was kind of soft. She couldn't help but to let out a strangled half moan when he nibbled at her bottom lip. His teeth where sharp, and she was suddenly worried whether they would cut through her skin when he bit her again. Not that she cared, she kind of liked it. It was an odd sensation, but one that she was more than willing to try again.
She was kissing Soul. Her best friend and weapon. This was wrong, but she liked it so much. The way she could feel his chest against hers, his breath coming out in ragged pants. The deep sound that seemed to come from his chest when he pulled her closer to him.
Dammit she needed air. They pulled apart, but still kept their foreheads touching.
"I was going to say irresistible, not slutty." He growled at her, his warm breath blew across her flushed face. Maka smiled and opened her eyes, and was met with his. "Do we have to talk about this?" The scythe asked. He pulled his head away and sighed when she nodded at him.
"Can we go home first though?" Maka asked. They were alone in the hallway but she still felt uncomfortable. Also because of the fact there was a large combination lock digging into her back.
She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the outside, to where their ride was parked.
Maka lent her head on his back as he drove them home. Her hands wrapped slightly more tightly around his stomach that usual.
A/N: Merry X-Mas!
I probably won't be updating till after the 27th. Unless I have sometime to write before we go away. (It could happen)
Thanks for all your support with this. :D You guys are amazing.