Chpater 4- Cake

"Your not mad right?"

"No of course not, why would I be mad?" Maka asked furiously, watching the all the displeasure on Black Star's face melt away.

"Good, because I thought-"

She kicked a plastic garbage can that was resting on the sidewalk and continued her way home, for once not thinking of apologizing or picking it back up.

This time, she was through.

She knew guys could be ass-holes, even total right out dicks, but she never thought that it would come down to this. This... this was just pushing it.

"MAKA!"

"Forget it Black Star," she said, starting to run, pumping her arms and legs until it hurt, trying to catch her breath. She never knew you could be so hot when it was so cold.

She stopped at the general store, remembering the twenty dollar bill she had folded neatly into her pocket that morning, telling Soul that she wouldn't be back until seven because she had to finish her project with Black Star then go shopping.

He had just shrugged.

Fucking boys- and the male race in general-to hell Maka entered the store, dripping in exhaustion as she jogged half-heartedly through the aisles, trying to find bread, peanut butter, and the eggs they needed to survive the weekend before Soul's next pay day.

She smiled slightly at the thought, shoving the eggs into her basket and moving down the aisle to grab the milk. It made her wonder why he didn't just allow them to succumb to not eating by allowing them to live on the five dollar a week issued by Shinigama-sama. She had a feeling that it was because being starving 24/7 would make him uncool.

After she had everything she counted up the total. seven dollars and fifty cents was left over. She pushed the thought out of her mind and made her way down the bakery aisle. Maybe she could buy a cake mix or pudding for dessert since Soul worked so hard.

She grabbed a red box with a picture of a chocolate cake on the front, and a can of frosting, that looked something like vanilla. After that she decided she was good to go and walked over to the cash-register.

She had managed to go two cents over the total, which was something she never did, luckily she had a quarter that she had found earlier on the ground.

She would have to remember that if Soul actually added up the total in his head she would have to tell him that she had found a sale.

"SOUL, I'M HOME!" She shouted, dropping the groceries on top of the counter and started unloading. Eggs and milk in the fridge and bread in the bread drawer... "SOUL?"

"Yeah?" He asked, pullingh out headphones from his ears and turning off his Mp3. He flipped it upside down before turning back to Maka. "Whatchya need?"

"Nothing, it's just that it's your night for cooking."

"Right." He scooted into the kitchen, grabbing the eggs and bread and turning around to grab the gridle. He got to work and Maka inched out of the kitchen half-heartedly.

She tried to sit down and work on the homework that Black Star had shoved her with, which was due tomorrow, and just listen while Soul cooked dinner. She heard a scrap and a flip before she realized something. You can't cook an egg on a gridle, can you?

She got up and peeked over his shoulder to see a cookie cutter had done obvious damage to the pieces of bread, and Soul had broke an egg into the middle of it.

"What are you making?"

"Eggy in a hole," he replied, flipping the right 'eggy in a hole', making this seem like a normal conversation.

"Eggy in a hole, huh?"

"Yup. That's what my sister invented," He said, placing one on a plate and handing it to Maka. Hesistantly she gripped it and made her way back to the table and was shortly followed by Soul.

"So, what's it taste like?" She asked, stabbing her fork into it.

"Like toast and egg, excpet for you wait less time," Soul said, shoveling some into his mouth, his words pratically unintelligable.

"Hm..." she nibbled on the end, then split off a piece and shoved it in her mouth. He was right, it did taste delicious.

"Was I right?" He asked, now putting his dirty dish in the sink. She realized, that no matter how filling the item was, it was small and tiny.

"Okay, well, Kid said he wanted to work on the project today, hope he doesn't spend an hour fussing over it," Soul said, grabbing his coat and rolling his eyes as he made his way to the door.

She decided that then would be a good time to work on the cake, too bad she was so freaking tired. Was it because she had used up so much energy hating Black Star and trying to kill him?

Whatever, Soul deserves this, she decided, getting up and discarding her plate in the sink. She gathered the few ingrediants it took and placed them on the counter.

Author Note: AAW! I love this chapter. No idea why...

Why do I post so late at night?

And why do I read the weirdest fanfics while doing so?

Whatever. Thanks for the reviews I've gotten so far, and yes I will continue writing this, even if no one reviews, I'm a BARNACLE!

Ok, yeah, I do need help coming up with ideas for chapters so if you will just give me an idea, and please... no lemons. I would try, but... I'm thirteen, sorry.