Thanks for the awesome reviews! Keep it up C: I have about fifteen ideas written down for fanfics so I'm gonna start cranking em out! There will be all sorts of different pairings going on so surf my stories for your poison of choice. I take requests too! Dont be afraid to give me a shout C:

Anyways, enjoy this C;

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT.

NOTES: BlackStar is OOC for this, but i suspect that in the anime/manga he does have a soft side, as we see when hes with tsubaki and in the final episodes. so yeah. kinda ooc but not really.

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Maka hummed nervously under her breath as she walked, something she never did unless she was feeling jittery. It had been about a week since she had seen BlackStar, she'd woken up after the...er... incident to hear Kid and the others coming home. She'd jumped out of BlackStar's embrace, quickly fixed her hair, and ran downstairs as if nothing had happened. When asked where the loudmouthed, blue haired meister was, she had shrugged nonchalantly and said he had gone inside some time ago. Thankfully, no one had suspected her as far as she could tell.

The waves of nervousness that coasted through her body were caused by five simple words sent through text from BlackStar not ten minutes before.

I need to see you.

The blonde meister bit her lip as she read the text for the hundredth time, wondering what he could possibly want. She had agreed to meet him at the front entrance of the DWMA, but the closer she got, the more worried she was. What if he told her he didn't like her? What if he told her he did? Would it change their relationship? The answer to the last question, Maka was sure, would be yes.

Stuffing her phone back into her bag, she rounded the corner and climbed up the steps to the DWMA, her heart pounding in time with the heavy thunk, thunk, thunk of her combat boots. Pulling herself up the last step, she looked across the expansive entrance to see... nothing? Where was BlackStar? Maka scoured the front grounds, wondering if this was just a nasty trick of his, when an idea hit her. Slowly, she tilted her head up to look at the balcony, and sure enough, there was BlackStar, sitting with his legs crossed on the ledge. Internally sighing with annoyance, she climbed up to the balcony and sat down next to him, not saying anything. The tension grew and grew until Maka could take it no more.

"H-hey."

"Hi." BlackStar replied, not looking at her.

"Why d-did you want to see me?" Maka asked, finding it hard to get the words out over the hammering of her heart in her throat. Instead of replying, the blunette grabbed her hand tightly in his and pulled her up.

"Let's go." He started walking, dragging Maka behind him as she protested.

"Wait, where are we going? And when will I be back? BlackStar? Answer me!" She yelled, losing her patience and pulling the other meister to a stop. He turned to face her and Maka had to bite back a gasp.

BlackStar stood a half foot taller than her, deeply tanned skin stretching over broad shoulders and bare, defined biceps. A shock of silky, electric blue hair fell into glinting green eyes and Maka wanted nothing more than to run her fingers through that hair and over the muscles that she knew lay underneath his tight, black tank top. Swallowing back a jolt of wanting, the blonde tried to focus on the words coming out of the other meister's mouth.

"If you trust me, just come. Besides, a God like me would never lead you into danger. Just chill." And taking her hand once more, BlackStar led them away.

Maka looked down at the warm hand that was gripping hers tightly, and felt a light blush spread to her cheeks. Although her and BlackStar were childhood friends and knew almost everything about each other, she could not forget the fire she'd felt when they'd resonated souls, the searingly passionate embrace of his soul against hers. Shuddering slightly, she tried to redirect her thoughts to something more appropriate when she felt a sweater drop down on her shoulders. Maka looked questioningly at BlackStar.

"You shivered." Was his only explanation, causing Maka's blush to deepen further. Suddenly, she realized they were outside the blue haired boy's apartment. As he led her in, Maka's heart began to race again, dirty thoughts coursing through her normally book-filled head. BlackStar unlocked his apartment door and went in, Maka following behind him.

As soon as the door swung shut, BlackStar turned to her and grinned ferally, his eyes smouldering as he approached. Feeling her stomach drop, Maka backed up until she felt her back hit the wall, and still he approached, placing a hand on either side of her. Trapped, she could do nothing but stare into the blunette's eyes as he brought his face closer to hers, his lips barely brushing before she blurted out:

"Soyouwantedtotalk?" The words spilled out of her mouth in a rush as she desperately tried to divert his attention.

"How about I kiss, and you talk?" He murmured huskily, his soft, full lips brushing against hers as he spoke. Then, suddenly, he crashed his lips onto hers. Maka moaned as fire exploded between them, and BlackStar growled in response, a sound low in his throat that caused something deep within Maka to twist and clench in anticipation. Wanting more, her tongue traced his bottom lip, wanting, and he opened his mouth eagerly, their tongues continuing to fight for dominance between them. BlackStar's hands moved from the wall to her lithe body, tanned digits moving up and down her frame sensually.

Through the haze of desire that had clouded Maka's mind, she suddenly remembered the hickey the other meister had given her last time. No fair, she thought, and twisted him so that he was pressed against the wall. Swallowing her nervousness, the blonde pressed her lips to BlackStar's neck, biting gently before sucking, her hands pressed against his toned stomach as she gave him a matching hickey.

BlackStar grinned at the ceiling as Maka worked away, his soul both excited and ecstatic that this girl, this beautiful, strong, amazing girl wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

Maka finished and weaved her fingers into that thick shock of blue hair, tugging BlackStar's face down to meet hers in a passionate, hungry kiss. Feeling coy, she bit his lip experimentally, dragging a low moan that was almost a purr out of him. Enthralled with her new power, she kept it up.

"Maka." BlackStar broke the kiss, panting for breath. "You're killing me over here."

Maka grinned and replied breathlessly, "Aww, muffin. Watcha gonna do about it?"

Instantly, his eyes narrowed and he grinned roguishly. "Was that a challenge?" She realized her mistake and her eyes widened.

"Uh... no?"

"Too late." BlackStar whispered against her lips before once again pushing his tongue against hers. She moaned breathily and tugged at the hem of his shirt, wanting it off. His grin widened against her lips before he complied, pulling back for a moment to yank his shirt off before rejoining their lips and pressing his warm, bare skin against her. Twisting again so Maka was back in her original spot, BlackStar pressed her against the wall so every inch of their bodies rubbed against each other. The blonde meister's long legs wrapped around his, and that was all the invitation he needed. Carefully, without breaking the kiss, BlackStar carried her over to his bedroom, kicking the door open and placing her on the bed. He quickly shut the door and then turned to face her, the feral, cunning grin that made Maka's insides shiver back in place.

"My turn."

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You know some shit is about to go down now. XD I know I was supposed to make this smutty but setting the scene ended up taking too long. sorry. FOR SURE next chapter, if i dont i give you permission to skin me alive. Asymmetrically. r&r if you liked/ want more! cheers! C: