Sorry I took longer than usual to update, and that this is shorter than i would like!

I just really felt like I needed to get a chapter up for you guys.

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And a special thanks to Asa Nakamura for the extra motivation!

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Maka and I made to the nearest hotel just before the rain started falling. And it wasn't just raining, it was pouring. After what seemed like seconds after we got into the lobby, it started coming down hard and loud. I had parked my baby under a sturdy looking tree, but I knew that wasn't going to stop her from getting drenched. But it was either she got drenched while my meister and I were warm and dry, or all three of us got drenched trying to make it back to Death City.

"Maka, I'm gonna go get us a room, you go call Lord Death and fill him in on our adventures." This prompted her to glare at me, like this was somehow my fault. Like I planned for it to rain so we would get stuck out here in the middle of nowhere.

"Whatever." There she goes again, being all grumpy for no reason. Well, whatever to you too!

I walked over to the front desk where the concierge was looking bored and filing her nails. She was blond, with blue eyes, and tanned skin, your average valley girl.

Death Valley, that is.

As soon as she noticed me coming her way, she straightened up and put the nail file down while fixing a winning smile on her face.

"Hello there." She purred in a husky voice. "What can I do for you?" Again, in a suggestive voice, meaning she obviously wanted to do more with me than just help me book a room.

I turned and nodded slightly in Maka's direction saying, "Hey, we need a room for the night."

I smiled politely as I watched the seductive smirk melt off her face, as it was replaced with a scowl.

"Great. Can I get your card?" The concierge was now mumbling and trying not to make eye contact with me, either out of embarrassment or anger, but I wasn't sure which.

I gladly obliged, handing over the DWMA issued credit card. Now I knew for sure she was pissed, because she didn't even question the strange picture on the card, or inquire what DWMA stood for.

Not that I minded. The only person I wanted to flirt with was my meister, not the receptionist of a hotel who I would never see again.

One night stands are so not cool. Especially when you like someone else entirely.

She handed the card back to me, and after I gave her the rest of the necessary information, she gave me two room keys and told me what floor we were on.

"If you get lonely later, you know where to find me." She winks at me this time, actually winks at me.

"I think I'll be fine, but I appreciate the offer." The displeased look from before was nothing compared to the icy glare she shot me after that comment. I could almost feel actual coldness.

I went back over to where Maka was still on the phone with who I assumed to be Lord Death, but her voice had taken on a special tone, a tone that I had only ever heard her use with one person.

"I don't care. No I won't say it back! Because it's not true, that's why. Stop crying, I can't understand what you're saying. Fine, I'm hanging up now. Tell Lord Death that we're fine and we'll be home tomorrow. Papa! Why would you think that?! Never mind, goodbye."

She slammed the phone down on the receiver pretty angrily. She was using a pay phone, which I didn't even know still existed.

Maka had obviously been talking to her idiot father, but I don't know what he could have said to make her so angry so quickly.

"Hey, I got us a room on the second floor. What did your fool of a father say?"

"He was just crying about how worried he was about me and saying all kinds of nonsense about how he was going to come out here and get me himself so I wasn't all alone and vulnerable. He seems to be forgetting the fact that he is the last person I want to be rescued by, the fact that I don't need rescuing, and the fact that I'm not even alone. And when I reminded him I wasn't alone, he just starting shouting about 'his precious baby being deflowered and defending my honor.' But what the heck was he talking about? There's no one here to deflower me, so obviously my honor doesn't need defending."

"Oh. Okay, let's get to the room, I'm tired."

I was trying my best to not let my emotions show during the silent elevator ride up to the room, but on the inside I was crushed.

I hate to sound like a mushy gushy girl with mushy gushy feelings, but Maka totally just disregarded the fact that I'm a guy. Like she could never in a million years think of my in any way that isn't platonic. She laughed at the fact that her father thought of me as a threat to her virginity.

Oh my god, I think I am going to cry.

No! Cool guys don't cry.

When we got to the room I was relieved to find that there were two beds, so I could just crawl into mine and pretend Maka wasn't there.

"Night Maka." Thankfully, my voice didn't crack.

"Goodnight?" She sounded confused as to why I was going to bed so early, or maybe as to why I seemed kind of peeved.

Well, that was probably because all of my hopes and dreams were just crushed.

My meister thinks of me as a brother, nothing more than a close friend and weapon partner.

This day definitely went from bad to worse.

Like i said, I wish this was longer, but I'm having a bit of trouble with this story right now.

But i'll keep writing it because a lot more people than i expected said they like it.

Thank you all, please review!