A/N: First of the drunk-themed one-shots! This one personally isn't my favorite but I just had to write it. Heh.

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"Come on... you know you wanna..."

"No, I don't."

"No, no! Of course you do."

Maka wanted to smash her fist deep into that failure of an assassin's face and make sure he walks around with a large fist print as a reminder not to get on he bad side. Of all days to bother her and her partner on their free time, he just had to come to their apartment to present her the worst idea he's ever thought of.

Alcohol.

"I just gotta ask, where the hell did you get this thing?" Soul pondered as he read the labels of the large bottle of vodka.

Black Star grinned mischievously. "All you need is a good fake ID and plenty of dough. That's all there is to it."

Death the Kid grabbed the bottle from Soul's hand and studied the contents himself. "You do realize we're all underage, right?"

Black Star rolled his eyes. "Pft, no biggy! Live a little, man!"

Kid rubbed his chin. "As much as I don't want to go down to your level of retardation, somehow I feel as though I want to join in on this fun. Besides, my body can break down the toxins before I can get the drunk feeling."

Maka and Soul gaped at Kid while Black Star slapped him on the back. "I like what you're thinking! Well, there's just two of you guys to decide. Either join in or we can play strip poker."

Black Star eyed Maka especially when he said "strip poker", since he knows she can't play for shit to save her life. And because she was the only girl in the group so that added him another plus. What a perverted fellow.

Maka's eyes narrowed to a slit and took a seat down on the table across Black Star. She was not going let this boy ruin her womanly pride. Soul joined them right after Maka made her decision. Black Star set out four shot cups and filled them each to the top, setting the bottle to the middle.

"Okay, here's how the game works," he says and sits down on his chair. "It's a simple truth or dare game. We all go around in a circle and ask whoever you want "truth or dare". If you can't answer the truth, then you drink one shot. And if you can't do the dare, then have to drink two shots. Simple, no? Okay I'll start."

The rest of the three tensed ask Black Star selected his victim. His eyes landed on Maka, much to her dismay. The other two sighed in relief.

"Maka! Truth or dare?"

Maka thought long and hard. "Dare."

The boys whistled at her boldness and Black Star grinned. "Okay. I dare you to call your dad and ask him out on a date tomorrow. And you have to go on the date."

Maka twitched at the sound of "date" and "dad" used in the same sentence. "I-I can't do that! I refuse!"

Black Star leaned back on his chair with his arms cushioning it, a smug look on his face. "Either that or two shots. Your choice."

Maka clenched her teeth and shook with anger. She weighed her options. Either call her father and ask him out on a... date... and hate it or drink two shots of hard liquor and hate it. She grumbled and grabbed the phone from the living room table and began dialing her father's number. The boys "oooh'd" at her decision and snickered behind her back.

Maka fidgeted around as the receiver was picking up a line. She whined softly when she heard her father pick it up.

"HALLO~~ DEATHSCYTHE-SAMA HERE AT THE LINEEEE~ HOW CAN I HELP YOU?" She could hear the voices of ladies giggling in the background and she growled.

"P-papa." She mumbled and her father suddenly twitched with fright. He shh'd the ladies around him and became as calm as he could.

"W-what do you need honey?" He asked, clutching the phone tightly to his ear.

"W-well... a-are you doing anything tomorrow?" She was going to kill Black Star for this.

"Um, no, of course not honey! What do you need?" She knows he'll just come back to the host club next thing tomorrow.

"W-well... I was wondering if you... want to... go on a..." she gulped and spoke in a small voice. "....date."

Silence filled the space after she said that. The boys were waiting patiently for the answer, and when it did they heard her father explode over the phone.

"D-D-D-D-D-D-D-DATE!?" They heard him exclaim and Maka definitely regretted doing this. "M-M-M-M-MAKA, I WOULD NEVER THOUGHT THAT THIS DAY WOULD COME! OH THE THINGS WE CAN DO TOMORR-"

"Nevermind."

Maka hung up the phone as fast as she could and sat back down on the table and heard Soul and Black Star cackle with laughter.

"HAHA, HOLY SHIT THAT WAS THE BEST THING EVER!" Black Star said and banged on the table while Soul laughed himself silly until he fell to the floor. Kid stared blankly at them, feeling sorry for Maka and her misfortune. Maka's face was as red as a tomato and hid herself with her arm.

"Okay, okay, okay," Black Star took a breather and wiped the last year off. "Since you couldn't plan it straight out with your pops, you'll have to drink two shots!"

Maka stared at her shot of vodka and reluctantly gulped it down. She filled it with another and gulped that down as well, sticking out her tongue at the bitter after taste. "There, happy?" She said bitterly and leaned back on her chair with crossed arms glaring at Black Star.

Black Star nodded with satisfaction and pointed at Soul. "Okay, Soul. Your turn!"

Soul thought for a moment and looked at his victims. He looked at Maka, but decided to back off when Maka gave him a "you're-getting-a-Maka-Chop-if-you-pick-me" death glare. He looked at Kid who was staring blankly at him and Black Star who was still snickering.

"Kid," he decided. Kid made no reaction. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare," he replied.

"Okay." Soul gave it some thought. "I dare you to dress up asymmetrically for five minutes. And if you crack, you have to drink."

Kid suddenly flinched and got up from his seat. "Damn you," he cursed and began wrinkling his shirt, messing his hair, pulling a pant leg up and sat down. The other three watched as Kid struggled to keep his composure. His leg fidgeted up and down, his eye kept twitching and he dug his nails deep into his thighs.

When the five minutes were up, Kid began immediately re-adjusting his clothes and combing his hair back in place. The only thing Black Star did was utter, "Wow."

Then it became Maka's turn. They all knew who her choice was.

"Black Star. Truth or dare?"

"Dare. Bring your worst, Albarn!" Black Star declared and gestured a "come at me" to her. Maka got up and stared straight at Black Star.

"I dare you to read at least 50 pages of this book," she said and pulled out a copy of Twilight from out of no where and pushed it to him. "Do it in under 10 minutes and give me a brief summary after."

Black Star was silent for a while and gave her a look of disappointment. "That's the worst you can offer me? I can totally do this," he said and snatched the book and began reading. Soul and Kid darted their eyes back and forth to a smug Maka and a busy Black Star. The blue haired ninja would flinch every so often as he read each page slowly. When the time was up, he pushed the book away from him and Maka waited for his summary.

"Okay... she... goes to this new place. What's her name... Becky? No no, Bell... something like that. She... she... goes to this school... and she meets a lot of people.. and and..." Black Star struggled to find the right words, but suddenly gives in and waves a white flag.

Maka grinned with satisfaction and told Black Star that his punishment was two shots of vodka. Black Star grabbed the liquor and gulped it down. "You win this round, Maka," he said and gulped down his second.

It was Kid's turn now.

"Soul. Truth or dare?"

"Truth." Soul didn't want to be like everyone else who got dared to do things. There had to be at least one truth.

"Have you ever peeked at Maka before with only her undergarments on?"

Soul's eyes widened and Maka's mouth gaped. Black Star complimented at how bold Kid's question was.

"N-no!" He choked out, but the look on his face said otherwise. Maka sat up.

"Liar! You've done it many times! Now drink up, pervert!"

Soul cursed and drank his shot. What an uncool thing to happen.

And the game continued on like this.

Black Star had dared Maka to walk around with only her bra and panties on, but she refused so she drank two shots. Soul dared Black Star to watch a chick flick for 20 minutes before he succumbed to defeated after the first five minutes, so he was forced to drink two shots. Maka asked Kid if he ever liked someone, and Kid managed to weasel out of this by explaining the lack of a love life he'd ever had. They all could relate to him, in a way.

Kid dared Black Star to drink sour milk from the fridge, but puked it out after the first glass. But he didn't have to drink any vodka since he did his dare. The blue haired ninja dared Kid to wear one of Maka's bras. They all laughed at how small her bras were, but Kid refused and drank two shots. Soul dared Black Star to dye his hair pink but refused, and had to drink. Maka dared Soul to walk around in his underwear on a hand stand. He did just that and got out of drinking the liquor.

Hours went by and the truths were getting nonexistent and the dares getting more and more ridiculous. There were more refusals and more drinking. When the last drop was consumed, they were all totally out of it, except Kid of course. The drunker of the kids were Black Star and Maka since they were at each others throats since the beginning. They were both flushed and out of it.

Black Star tried pouring the whatever was left from the bottle into his glass. "Dah hell no moor vodkuh."

Maka was on the couch entertaining herself by drawing in the air with her fingers. "Look at da pweety colurrrrrs!" Then she'd go into a laughing fit after every comment she says.

Kid's body detoxified the rest of the alcohol and was sober enough to stand up without feeling dizzy. "You people are such idiots."

Soul drank cupfuls of water to drain out the alcohol and was also sober. "Well, it was fun while it lasted."

"I think I'll take this idiot home for tonight," Kid declared and pulled Black Star up from his seat. He supported him by the shoulders and Soul helped get the door open for them.

"Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude, I'm sooooooooooo wasted!" Black Star laughed and gurgled. "Take home... me...."

Kid readjusted him over his shoulder and walked through the door. "Make sure you sober Maka up or she'll wake up with a massive hangover," Kid said and Soul nodded.

"Don't need to tell me twice."

Kid waved goodbye to him and left the apartment on his skateboard. Soul closed the door and walked over to Maka who was still laughing herself silly at whatever was on her mind. When Maka saw him walk over she sat up and pulled on Soul's arm.

"Soooooooooooooooul!" She slurred and began lifting his shirt up.

"M-Maka?" Soul was shocked that his meister had taken off her sweater and revealed the spaghetti strap underneath. One strap hung loosely on one side. He tried his best to resist but unfortunately she already pulled it all the way off.

Maka giggled absentmindedly and teased him by dangling his shirt in front of him in her fingertips. She dropped it to the floor and pressed her body against Soul's body.

"Souuuuul..." Maka purred and Soul could smell the vodka in her breath.

"Maka, this ain't you. Get yourself together," Soul murmured and tried to push her off but she kept holding on tighter.

Maka reached higher to his head and licked his ear, causing a shudder of pleasure to Soul's body. She purred and began touching him here and there. Soul was too shocked to even move his body. He could only watch as his meister playfully trace her fingers over his scar.

Suddenly she pulled him to the couch and it forced him to fall on top of her. Her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer to her face.

"Maka..." He murmured and saw how flushed she was.

"I like you Soul..." she murmured. "Don't ever leave me..."

The next thing he knew, Maka's lips had brushed against his with the most lust he never thought she had. He pulled back for air, but her lips were hungry for more. "Soul, come back to me..." She pulled him back to her and she nuzzled against his neck, planting little kisses along the collar bone. He gently pushed himself off of her and sat down beside her, trying to tell himself that whatever she did really did not just happen.

"Soul... Come back..." Maka whined and climbed her way towards him. She pushed him to his back and got on top of him, pinning him down. Soul closed his eyes and braced for the worst when she leaned closer but all he felt was all of Maka's weight crashing down on him. He opened his eyes and realized Maka had passed out on him. He breathed a sigh of relief and tipped his head back.

"God, what's up with this girl? Black blood brings out her psychotic side and alcohol brings out her horniness. What else can happen?"

He hugged Maka protectively and held her there for the rest of the night.

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The next morning, Maka awoke with the a terrible headache. She got up and realized she was on the couch. The only thing she remembered was Black Star being an idiot and a the dares but after the 4th shot she didn't remember anything else.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty," Soul greeted over the top of the couch. He handed Maka a cup of liquid and instructed her to drink it.

Maka took one sip then spat it back out. "What is this?"

"Hangover remedy," Soul answered. "I learned it from Tsubaki when Black Star came home drunk one time. Drink it all up and don't leave a single drop."

Maka plugged her nose and drained the entire cup of the red liquid. She winced after it slid down her throat and hit her stomach.

"What happened yesterday?" she asked and passed the cup back to Soul.

"You really don't remember anything?" Soul asked and cocked an eyebrow.

Maka shook her head and rubbed it. "No. I only remember some of the stuff we did but after that nothing else."

She looked at the floor and saw Soul's shirt sitting there and looked back up to see that he was shirtless.

"Why are you half naked!? Did you do anything to me!?" She pointed at him and the shirt back and forth.

Soul sighed. "No, but you did."

Maka relaxed. "Me?"

"Yeah, you." Soul walked over and picked up his shirt. He pulled it back over him. "Should I fill you in?"

Maka nodded, terrified of what she could of have done to her partner.

Soul plopped himself down next to her. "Well, after Kid took Black Star home, you took off my shirt and started doing... erotic," he saw her eyes widened at that, "things to me. After that you passed out on top of me and that's pretty much it."

Maka pulled at her hair with horror. "Oh my god! I DID THOSE THINGS TO YOU!? WHAT ELSE HAPPENED!?"

She grabbed his shoulders and stared at him straight down. Soul recollected his thoughts and mumbled, "then you said you... liked me."

Maka loosened her grip on him and let him go. She sat down and looked away from him.

Awkward silence filled in the gap.

Soul swallowed. "Is... is that true Maka? Or is that the alcohol talking?"

Maka poked her index fingers together. "I-I really do hope that it's the alcohol talking because I just spilled out a secret I wasn't supposed to..." She slapped her hands over her mouth when she said that.

Soul raised an eyebrow. "Something you shouldn't have said? Do tell," he said and leaned closer to her for an answer.

Maka played with her hair and gulped. "Um.. well, there's a saying that when people are drunk the only thing that comes out of their mouth is the truth. So... uh..." She blushed and looked at him. "It's the truth, Soul. Although the alcohol kind of made me unwillingly force it out of my mouth, I do like you. A bit more than just a partner."

Soul blinked at her and was pink in the face like she was. "Really..."

Maka felt the headache come again, so instinctively she rubbed her temples. After a moment or two, she stopped and looked at Soul. "Do you... like me too?"

Soul glanced up and looked back down. "You can say that."

Maka's face lit up with some hope and faced him. "Really?"

Soul tipped his head at her. "Yeah, I do. I really do, Maka."

Maka laughed sheepishly and scratched her head. "Well. I feel sort of... relieved, now that I know."

Soul joined in the awkwardness. "Y-yeah."

They both shared a laugh. Maka felt that one thing after another was finally clear to her. Then she was curious again.

"Soul, when you said... erotic things... what did I exactly do?"

Soul's face went bright red. "Do you really wanna know?"

Maka nodded and Soul, pained with embarrassment, slowly explained everything to her. Maka's face showed such horror that after when he was done, she ran to the bathroom and took a very cold shower with her clothes on.

And for three days, they did not talk to each other normally after that. And when Spirit asked his daughter if their date was still in for schedule, she gave him a Maka Chop and left him bleeding on the floor.

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A/N: OH MY GOD THE ENDING WAS SO HARD TO WRITE -headdesks repeatedly- Anyway, I hope you at least liked it and go ahead and review and all that jazz~