This is a fast update no? :D I wrote over 2000 words this time ^^ I'm actually finding myself pretty proud. I actually finished most of this last night at like 1am but was too tired to finish it. Well, thank you for reading ^^ Enjoy and read the bottom author's note PWEASE~? :D
Maka POV
So first this bimbo bursts into Soul's house and now this. Why me? I just wanted to relax, clean, and eat like a normal human being that is forced to live with a complete stranger.
Why is god so cruel to me in times like this? If he wanted me to have a decent time alive, then why the hell am I stuck with Liz shopping for a dress that I didn't even want in the first place?
"Maka! Come try this one on. I'm sure it will impress all the regales and such at the party! It's going to be just so much fun right?!"
"Yeah…right…"
Why did Soul have to go to the stupid party with a date? Why did he ask me of all the people? That guy is seriously shrouded with mystery isn't he? I'm pretty sure he could get any girl to go with him with his looks. I mean, I have to admit he is pretty good looking. Chiseled features, mysterious yet charismatic red eyes, the snowy soft white hair… Wait Maka, you can't be saying this, even to yourself. You are an independent and strong woman who doesn't need a man to be happy let alone one that purposefully tried to make you feel in danger just to see your reaction.
I think this almost as if I was trying to convince myself. But… do I really trust Soul? We do have similar pasts as well as similar interests and I feel safe with him most of the time when he is not going 10 miles above the speed limit on that death bike of his...
My thoughts are interrupted when Liz calls out to me again.
"Hello~ is Maka still in this body?"
I giggle at the inquisitive look on her face and try to make my best smile appear.
"Yeah, no prob. What seems to be the matter?"
"Oh, okay. I just wanted you to try this dress on for me. I think it would look great on you."
"Sure!"
I walk into the dressing room with the dress that Liz picked out for me. A creamy white strapless dress that was tight down to the waist where there was a strap of black fabric circling the entire waist of the dress and meeting at the center of the back where it is tied into a bow. The rest of the dress was slightly poofing out subtly so that it looked elegant yet youthful. It ended a little below my knee and was not too revealing. It was truly a beautiful dress and it suited me in a way.
I walked out of the dressing room to be met with Liz's gasps of happiness.
"You look gorgeous Maka!"
"Uh… thanks Liz."
I feel my face turn a little red with embarrassment. I hope Soul likes the dress too…
Wait. Again with this whole Soul thing! Argh, why can't I stop thinking about him? Is it because he is the first guy to ever really be able to relate to me? Or is it something else that is so compelling about him?
I try to forget about the thoughts while helping Liz shop for her dress since Kid and her are attending the party too.
Soul POV
What is taking Kid so long to get here? I've been waiting at the freaking suit shop for the past 5 minutes waiting for him to get here already.
"Hey!"
I turn to see Kid running towards me.
"Hey."
"Sorry about being late, Soul. But I was already late by around 3 minutes so I had to be 8 minutes late instead."
"Sigh. Just don't be late the next time okay? It isn't cool to keep somebody waiting, whether it is a guy or a girl."
"Yeah, I know. Sorry about that. Now shall we go to choose the suits? They have the most symmetrical suits here!"
"Sure."
We finally finish choosing the suits after about an hour of Kid rampaging around the store and rearranging everything inside to be perfectly symmetrical. But, heck, sometimes he can be really helpful. Especially when you're trying to move into a new place and need somebody to help you arrange the stuff. I mean, why else would all the rooms of my house be so nicely arranged?
I ended up choosing a regular black suit with a white dress shirt and all the fancy stuff to complete the getup. I didn't really want to break out the special labels and sort through everything in my closet so I just stuck with buying something simple.
I get home in around 20 minutes due to Kid's incessant amounts of complaining about arriving at an even time and stuff like that but I ignored him like I did most of the time. I did not want to arrive at 8 when it was only around 6 in the evening.
I open my door to see Maka cleaning around the house. I decided that I should give her a little scare for hitting me with that damned book yesterday.
She was cleaning my bookcase which was probably the dustiest thing on the planet right now because I really just use it for storage of the crappy books my dad gives me. She was about to clean one of the upper shelves when I sneaked up behind her.
"BOO!"
"Kyaaaa!"
Oh crap she's about to fall of the freaking stool-
"Whoa-!"
I catch her just before she was about to fall to the ground and ended up wrapping my arms around her waist to keep us both steady.
I turn slightly red at the sudden contact.
Her hair smells pretty nice… did she just shower or something? Wait, Soul. Stay cool. You don't even know how old the girl is or who she really is. You're not a pedophile or anything like that creep of a landlord. Just stay cool.
Maka POV
What the- who was that?! Oh no, I'm falling. This is not going to be pretty-
Instead of hitting what was supposed to be the ground I end up in the embrace of… is that Soul?
I turn bright red when I notice his arms around me. I quickly back off and turn to face him.
"Tha-thanks. Wait. Hold on. Wasn't that you just now?"
"Uh… yeah?"
"Maka-Chop!"
Stupid Soul, making me fall and almost get a freaking concussion… but he caught me in his arms… he was so warm…
SNAP OUT OF IT MAKA!
This has been happening all too often lately. Thinking of Soul makes my heart race… maybe it's just the effects of a new setting. Yeah, that's it. I'm just not used to this yet. I'll probably calm down by the end of the week.
Soul POV
What was that about? Argh my head hurts like shit. But I didn't pass out this time. I guess I'm getting used to it huh?
I put my suit in my closet and sit down at my desk. There was stuff piling up over the past few days because I didn't really get enough time to finish all of it. Not that it really matters; I could get this done if I pull a nighter like I usually do.
I was just starting on the paperwork when I hear a knock on the door.
"Soul?"
"Hey. Come on in."
"I brought you some dinner. It's just some fried rice that I made just now. By the way, I wanted to apologize about just now; I think I kind of overreacted."
"Nah its fine, what happened what really my fault. I should apologize, not you."
"No it's really okay now. Even?"
"Yeah."
I give her my signature smirk as reassurance.
"Okay!"
She's so cute sometimes when she smiles…
"By the way,"
"Uh, yeah?"
"I just wanted to know if you were allergic to anything in particular."
"I am not really allergic to anything but I don't really like peas."
"Oh I see. Should I remake the fried rice without any peas then?"
She was about to take the plate from my desk when I stop her.
"No, it's fine the way it is. I think that anything you cook would taste great anyway, my little personal maid."
I say this as I take her hand and intertwine our fingers, her face quickly reddening at the intimate gesture. I smirk and pull her forward until we were only a couple of inches apart. I look up at her now bright red face and smile at her reaction.
Her blushing face is so cute...
Okay, that's enough for now Soul, I think you've went a little overboard with the teasing no matter how hard she just hit you with the freaking book. Where the heck does she even keep the damned thing?
"Maka Chop!"
Yeah, I went overboard. The world is starting to spin a little but I hold on to what consciousness I have and stay awake. Yep, definitely working on that tolerance problem. And she's also officially a ninja.
Maka stomps out of my room and I finally get to do my paperwork after steadying myself and started eating the fried rice. This is really good, even the peas aren't that bad today. I wonder what I should do to apologize... I've never really been in this situation before. Argh!
I sit there eating and thinking for a while until an idea arose inside my head. I picked up the phone immediately.
Maka POV
I can't believe Soul did that. My face is still red. I wonder if he's mad now because I Maka-Chopped him…
I just did that on impulse because he just sounded so… sexy? Argh, I don't even know anymore.
I sit on my bed hugging the pillow close.
My heart is still beating… his eyes were so close to mine as well as our faces. I look at my hand which he was holding just a minute ago and bury my face in the pillow. No guy really ever held my hand like Soul did… as if we were a couple or something...
Argh Maka focus! You can't get involved with men like him. Even if you have never met another guy like him… this relationship needs to stay platonic. You're not going to be here forever anyways...
I finally gather up my will power to go do the dishes. I was technically still living here to cook and clean after all.
I go to the kitchen and find a pleasant surprise. On the counter were two roses of red and white. I had taken a small botany course and had learned some of the language of flowers.
Asking for forgiveness…
I admire the flowers for a while and looked around for a vase to put them in.
I guess some men aren't complete assholes after all… and even less men know the language of flowers… interesting.
"I see that you like the flowers."
A voice from behind me startles me and I dropped the flowers in surprise.
I turn around to see two crimson eyes staring back into my own forest green. He picks up the roses and puts them close to both our faces. He was taller than me so I was almost caged by his larger more muscular frame as he leans closer to me. I can't back away any further as I was just in front of the kitchen counter. I feel my face turn red with embarrassment at the closeness of his face.
"I take your reaction as forgiveness?"
He smirks and backs away to start helping me find a vase.
"A-apology accepted then…"
That came out more like a mumble than anything Maka! Argh why are you still blushing about something so trivial? You work in a café full of men everyday so why are you so uncomfortable living around one?
It was not really a discomfort however, but rather a feeling that she had never really experienced before. The feeling was soft yet unsettling in her chest, the feeling of trust…
"So do you want any help with the dishes?"
He interrupts my thoughts once again, starting to wash the dishes.
"No, it's fine. I'm supposed to be the person who does this. Go do whatever you were doing before."
I try to take the dish he was washing but he lifts the plate up above his head so I could not reach.
"It's not cool for a guy like me to let a girl do all the work, even if she's suppose to."
"But you're already letting me stay here; I can't impose on you anymore!"
I try jumping for the dish but he was a head taller than me and his arms were long.
"Hey, stop with the big words, me only use the simple words in my house. We also follow what the owner of this house says. And he says that you should let him help you with the dishes. I would be more worried about you if you overworked yourself."
"Fine, but if you-"
"Feel tired then go rest etc. etc."
I let out a sigh in frustration at his obstinacy at something so simple as washing dishes.
We wash the dishes in comfortable silence when he breaks the standstill.
"Did you get everything that you need for the party?"
"Yeah, Liz took me shopping. We found a dress for me."
"I can't wait to see it."
I blush a little at his lack of apprehension at complimenting me.
"Tha-thanks…"
"You're welcome. Well that's the last dish isn't it? Do you want to like watch a movie or something?"
"Don't you have work to do? You look very busy, what job do you have in the first place?"
"It's not really a job, more like I'm training for a job right now. My dad is the owner of the music company, Death Recording Studio. I'm the heir since my older brother is in France right now, and that requires a lot of training. I'm only 21 but I literally feel ancient due to being around stuffy old people all the time."
"That's cool. I work at the café part time and I'm a student at Shinigami University right now. I go to school with Liz's sister, Patty."
"Whoa, nice school you go to. I just graduated from there last year. Good times."
"So you're like my senior then aren't you?"
"Yeah, you could say that. I graduated early because I needed to do some business."
"I'm 19 right now but I think I will be graduating early too. I try to get the best grades to live up to my mother's expectations."
"Where's your mother now?"
"She's going everywhere. I think the last time she emailed me was about a month ago. They were in… France I think?"
"That's cool. My brother has a restaurant there. Maybe your mom and her boyfriend are eating there now."
He smiles at me and my heart starts to race. I've never been able to hold a conversation with a guy for so long except for Kid and my father. It just feels so comfortable…
I go to sleep that night feeling strangely content, a newfound feeling of safety and assurance. Maybe this house really is getting to my head…
Please review if you liked this chapter ^^ it really warms my heart and stirs up my creativity when I hear that people actually like what I write.
So I updated in just a day with a record breaking amount of words :D
I am really happy that people like my story XD I added a little fluff to this if you didn't notice... okay, I'm not really good at writing fluff scenes DX but I hope to get better eventually. :) I hope that the scene wasn't that bad.
So thanks to all of my reviewers~
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