**Hey guys! This will be my first FanFic so go easy on me. But I'm also trying to improve as a writer so criticism will be helpful!
Soul Eater is not mine!
Also, sorry the chapters are short - guess it's just my style. Will post regularly!**
- Soul -
I had a particularly rude awakening this morning. Not cool, Maka. Not cool. Did you really feel the need to wake me up with a lesser form of attempted murder? 'Cept I didn't really mind that much. But it was nicer to wake up to her sweet hair in my face and her beautiful big green eyes...
However, that had stopped after we'd defeated the Kishin. In fact, many things had stopped. She avoided my eyes at all costs, murmured and blushed when we talked, even didn't hit me in the face with her book when Blaire had tried to rape me. Jesus, that cat lady could not take a hint.
She must've felt it too...
God, I could remember her warm, glowing body so close to mine, digging me out of the madness, and then she'd been so close in real life, her hair on my face, her lips so near to mine...
Stupid Kishin, getting in the way. But it's just as thrilling to be connected with her through Soul Resonance. I guess I just prefer getting to smell her hair. That's one thing you can't do in Kishin Hunter mode.
I roll out of bed pretty fast, smelling bacon and eggs. I have to dig around my room to find all my clothes. I should probably clean this up, it must be driving Maka nuts, I thought to myself. Maybe after school today.
"Soul! Hurry up, breakfast is ready and it's almost time for school!"
"I'll be right there," I yell. I grab my headband - there it is! - put it on, and look in the mirror. Cool. Then I grab my backpack, kick around all the crap on my floor until I find my bike keys, and high tail it to breakfast. Maka hands me my blanket, blushing awkwardly and chewing on her lip. I grab it then chuck it in the general direction of my room. We have a quick, awkward meal (with basically no conversation, except for Blaire) then drive off to the DWMA. My heart quickens as I feel Maka's arms close around me and her chin on my shoulder. My spine feels chills even though her body is pressed against it. I drive even faster, resulting in her holding tighter. I feel like my heart is going to burst.
God, she knows how to make me feel cool.