A/N: Spin-off to the first drunk one-shot, and I believe I'll have more drunk one-shots coming up. –Wink-
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Thumping music, seizure causing, flashing lights, and the smell of alcohol. What a typical rave club is.
Maka couldn't believe that she allowed everyone to drag her into a club, knowing that they were all underage. Yet, they all managed to make fake IDs to help them gain access. Liz has still yet to tell her how she managed to do that.
Maka sat alone with Soul at the counter drinking water while everyone else was enjoying themselves. Liz and Patty were dancing with each other with the music; Black Star was disco dancing for some apparent reason with Tsubaki hiding her face in shame; and Kid was enjoying a wine cooler at the side. The music pounded against her eardrums, and Maka was sure that she was going to get a loss of hearing in the near future.
"Hit me again," Soul mumbled and the bartender gave him another margarita.
Maka gaped at him. "SOUL! You're underage!"
Soul glanced over and shrugged. "You can't say no to a good margarita." He slurped it down and exhaled his satisfaction.
He slapped the counter to attract the bartender's attention. "Yo, give my lady friend here a cocktail." He pointed at Maka and the bartender quickly whipped up a drink for her.
"On the house," the bartender said and winked at her.
Maka shyly thanked him and looked at the drink. She looked over to Soul and he encouraged her to drink, while he tipped his whatever numbered margarita to her. She took the glass and sipped it at first, but spat some out.
"It's bitter," she mumbled and Soul laughed.
"You'll get used to it," he chuckled and drank his margarita. Maka plugged her nose to drink the rest of the liquor, she didn't want something on the house to go to waste. After a minute or two savoring the taste, she actually liked it. It was a guilty pleasure, of course, but nonetheless she liked it. She ordered another one and drank that one down more pleasantly.
Soul wheeled around the stool and leaned against the counter. "'Ey, Maka. Let's dance."
"Whuh?" She blurted, confused.
Soul got up from his seat and stumbled forward. "Maka, you hear that?"
"Hear what?" She asked and Soul cupped his ear with his hand. "They're playing Tiesto. He's one of my favorites! Let's dance!"
Soul yanked her by the arm and she stumbled to him on the dance floor.
"S-Soul! I can't dance, you know that!"
"Aww, c'mon!" He whined. His breath smelled of alcohol. "If you can waltz in my mind, then you can probably do the Melbourne Shuffle."
Maka raised an eyebrow. "Melbourne shuffle? What's that?"
Soul began at the dance floor by shuffling his feet to one side, spinning around, stepping side to side and shuffling some more, each step following the beat of the music. Maka stared as her partner danced, looking around nervously as people around her began forming a circle around them, watching and admiring Soul as he showed his moves. Even her friends were taking in the view. Maka was red in the face, but due to the flashing lights it never showed.
"S-Soul," Maka was so nervous as she looked around. "Everyone's watching... Ah!"
Soul grabbed her by the arm and twirled her into his arm, dipping her low and her leg flew up.
"Don't worry, my darling," he breathed and leaned closer to her face. "You'll enjoy it."
The DJ played another song and everyone cheered and joined in. He spun her out of his arms and pulled her body close to his, pressing his front against her back. He ran a hand down her side, Maka shuddered with pleasure.
"S-Soul..." she murmured. They both felt like they were the only ones on the dance floor, despite the many people surrounding them, probably ignoring whatever they were doing.
"My dear, you're not living up to my expectations," he said disappointingly and wheeled her around to face him. Maka had beads of sweat forming on her head. What was he thinking?
"I just want to hit the floor with you," he murmured and kissed her neck. Maka felt another shudder of pleasure and became flustered.
"S-Soul..."
The effects of the alcohol from the cocktail had finally kicked into her system. She suddenly got into the mood. She wrapped her arms around his neck loosely and pressed her forehead to his. Both were flushed and feeling hot. As if on cue, Soul leaned his head closer to her and before their lips could touch, the flashing neon lights were off, music abruptly stopped and a voice from a megaphone erupted into the scene.
"All of you party kids!" A police officer yelled. "You're all in trouble! You're all underage and not legal enough to drink! We're putting you under juvenile arrest!"
Then, chaos followed. Ravers ran around everywhere to get to the exit. Maka held Soul in her arms and Soul's own arms were wrapped around her waste as she saw the mayhem.
"MAKA! SOUL!"
Maka turned around and saw Tsubaki and Black Star calling out her name. The blue haired boy ran over to them and pulled Soul by the arm. "Let's get out of here! A god like me doesn't need to be in a juvenile jail!"
They high-tailed it out of the rave club with the rest of her friends out into the streets of Death City. They were lucky the law enforcement officers rushed in a couple minutes after they did. By that time, they were a block away from the rush in.
Black Star cackled as he ran with Soul's drunk ass on his back. "Yahoo! What a crazy ass party! We should try that again someday!"
Maka ran beside him with Tsubaki right behind them. Kid and the sisters were in the front.
"I agree with you there, Black Star," Liz said and Patty laughed with her sister. Kid sighed at them both. "You party animals."
"God, no," Maka replied between huffs. But actually I really do want to go back. Tonight was so actually... fun. I wonder if Soul and I will...
She shook her head violently and blushed like mad. Please tell me that was the alcohol talking.
They all returned to their homes after their escape. Black Star helped Maka by carrying Soul home to their apartment. When arrived, he set Soul on his bed and allowed Maka to do the rest.
"How many drinks did he down?" Black Star asked as Maka pulled the sheets over him.
"I think probably a few. I did see him drink more than three," she replied.
Maka led the ninja duo to the door and thanked them for their help. They waved goodbye and she closed the door. Maka sighed a breath of relief and leaned against the door.
"Craziest thing I've ever done, so far," Maka murmured and laughed to herself. She felt a dizzy feeling in her head.
"Ah, must be the cocktails."
She walked over to the sink and got herself a cup of water. She drank it down slowly, filled another and drank. She rubbed her temples for a bit until the dizzy feeling went away.
Maka sat down on a chair and rested her head on crossed arms on the table. She began recollecting the thoughts. The drinking, the dancing, the intimacy...
Maka shook her head violently and pressed a palm to her head. "No, no it was just the alcohol. Nothing more! Nothing more..."
She got up from the table and made her way into Soul's room. She watched him sleep peacefully on his bed, still in his casual clothing that reeked of alcohol. A flashback of them nearly kissing ran through her mind again, and she blushed many shades of red.
"Just the alcohol." She repeated. She gazed at him again, the flashback playing again in her head. "Hm..."
She walked over to him and sat down on his bed, carefully not to wake him up. She leaned over to him on one arm, her face getting closer to his. I'll finish what I didn't get to finish.
She tucked the loose hair behind her ear and swallowed. Her face was inches away from his, however suddenly Soul grabbed Maka's arm and yanked her foreward. A hand rested on her head and she was pulled under his chin.
"Maka..." he murmured. Maka could tell he was talking in his sleep, since he wasn't saying much to her after that. She smiled to herself and nuzzled herself against Soul.
I'll remind him when he wakes up, she thought to herself.
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A/N: I had a much different intent on this story but after re-reading I decided to edit it a little. It's much better now. Yeah, so anyway I hope you liked it so review and all that jazz~