Why are you the one? Part 2
The next day came and so did a competition, another chance to go on a date and get available to vote for the Truth Booth. She knew, she had to get inside of that Truth Booth with any of the two guys in order to finally get the love triangle broken. She needed science to confirm who her match was. She couldn't do it any longer.
As she walked to the area of the competition, she couldn't look at any of the guy's broken faces. It was too hard for her to look at them and feel the guilt for her indecisiveness. If she could've resisted Soul's charms, they wouldn't have fought. If she'd gone to Soul when he'd first approached her, they wouldn't have ended up breaking each other's nose or jaw.
"Welcome to the fourth competition." The game leader, Stein said, standing in front of ten large ice blocks along with ten small treasure chests. "Today's challenge is all about heating things up. You're going to couple up and as fast as you can, melt the block of ice and get the key out of the block. The three first couples to unlock the chest will go on a date."
The girls and guys applauded and whistled.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw Soul positioning, ready to dash to her and so did Kid on the other side. Exactly two people were between them. The one that dashed the fastest will get her. She refused to choose. She needed the Truth Booth more than anything.
"Chose your partner now." Stein barely finished his sentence as both of the males leaped toward Maka. She squeezed her eyes shut and readied for the clash. A body slammed into her from the right with such force and momentum she couldn't stand on her own feet. They tumbled down on the ground with Soul on top of her and his hips perfectly fitted in between her legs.
Her face turned into a bright lobster-red hue and instantly her core heated up and tingled for attention, tingled for his attention.
Soul read her face, a wide smirk widened and he exposed all of his perfectly pointed teeth. He leaned down, pressing his hips a little extra against her own. She felt him through the swimming trunks and her bikini underwear as his lips caressed the shell of her ear. "Don't worry, as soon as we're in our Honeymoon Suit, you're going to get plenty of it." The hidden promise sent shivers down her spine and her thighs trembled with want. She was so caught up in her own want she didn't notice when Soul got up on his feet and offered her his hand.
She gulped down and tried to forget the sudden remind her it was a very long time since her intimate area was last touched.
She took his hand and he hoisted her up on her feet, immediately she caught sight of mad golden eyes looking at her. His eyes communicated jealousy and hatred toward the white haired man holding her hand.
Soul lead her to a block of ice, the cameras followed them a little extra than the other couples.
The whistle went off and immediately the girls threw themselves on the ice, grinding their hips, boobs and stomachs on the cold ice. Some shrieked at the assault of cold on their skin.
Her eyes widen when Soul grabbed her hips and put her on the block of ice. She hissed at the coldness of it. She'd gotten so used to the tropical heat on Hawaii she'd totally forgotten how cold things were. His hands worked her hips, moved them over the surface and immediately it started to turn to water.
"Friction will heat it up faster." Soul'd leaned down and whispered into her ear, only earning her body heating up like the sun. "Use my hips to move yourself." He bent his knees and made himself more stable.
Not being able to use words, she nodded and put her hands on his hips, pushing with each hand on his strong hips in order to move easier and faster over the surface. They could move faster, she knew it. So she put her legs on his thighs, using them as leverage as she pushed with one foot at a time.
"Good thinking." Soul whispered into her ear.
Even though her ass was completely frozen and water poured down on the ground from the melting ice, she was completely caught in the moment with him. His hands gripped her hips tightly and her legs so opened for him. If it wasn't a competition, she knew she wouldn't be able to resist him if he made a move on her.
One thing Maka did notice was they were in sync. When she moved toward the right, he pushed her hip toward the right. Their rhythm was spot on and made it easier for her to grind faster without using up all of her energy.
She gasped when his mouth found hers. He moved his lips against hers and her body heated up to eight-hundred degrees. She loved his touches and his scent and his presence. Oh damned she wanted to call of the competition and take him to the damned Boom Boom Room and let him have his ways with her for the rest of the day and night. Her thighs tremble from the labor and begged her sanity to break and instead wrap around his waist and pull him flush to her aching core.
Luckily for her, her eyes widen when suddenly the ice underneath her broke.
He removed his lips and smirked wide. Quickly he took her off the ice and used his elbow to smash the ice open. He found the key and they both ran up to the chest. Another ice block cracked open and quickly Soul worked the key into the lock, unlocking it. He grabbed the wooden heart out of the chest and held it high.
"Congratulations Maka and Soul! You're the first couple going on a date!"
She couldn't feel better. The next morning, the morning of her date with Soul, she surprisingly woke up later than the others and found herself alone in the bedroom, Soul and Kid and the other couple already gone.
Maka got up from her bed and got changed into a pink cute skirt with white flowers on it and a white tank top over it. She wore her two piece swimsuit underneath since she knew their date would first be driving with a hummer in the tropical forest before they'd get to a private beach where they would be spending their night underneath the stars.
She'd finally get out of the house, even if it was for only a night, but it was better than nothing. She knew being in a small tent alone with Soul would be hard to resist, but she wanted to spend more time with him. She longed for knowledge about his life and she thirsted for innocent intimacy with him.
She packed a small bag for an overnight at the beach and she walked down the stairs.
"― send me and Maka into the Truth Booth!"
Maka stopped in the middle of the stairs, listening to Soul's voice.
"We haven't gotten a perfect match yet! Maka and I are a perfect match so send us into the Truth Booth!" Soul yelled. He sounded ticked off and angry.
"You aren't her match! Just because you've chemistry between you doesn't mean you're most suited for her!" Kid screamed.
They fought. They fought once again and this time, it was only verbally, no hitting or punching. The nasty wound on Soul's nose wasn't pleasant and Kid's swollen cheek didn't look good either.
She sighed heavily and walks down the stairs loudly, but the two continued to bicker back and forth. "Soul!" Maka exclaimed and walked inside of the kitchen to prepare a quick breakfast before they went on their date.
The fight seemed to come to an end, Soul appeared inside of the kitchen in his swimming trunks and a hood, revealing his abs and scar for her eyes to see.
"You ready for the date?" She asked as she buttered a slice of bread.
He nodded, walked around the kitchen island to join her on her side. "Yeah, already got things packed. I'm ready when you are."
Maka smiled toward him, feeling her heart skip a beat as she put the butter back into the fridge. Maka took a bite of her sandwich when suddenly Kid strolled inside of the kitchen.
"Can we talk?" He spoke up.
"N―"
"Okay."
Soul growled loudly, baring his teeth at Kid. He watched them with narrowed eyes as both Kid and Maka left the kitchen.
"So… what's up?" She said as she took a bite of her sandwich.
"Who're you playing with?" Kid said as he crossed his arms over his chest.
Her mouth gapped wide open. "I― Honestly… I don't know."
"You don't know?" He sounded angry mixed with confusion. "How can you not know?"
"Because I'm confused." She finished her sandwiched and embraced herself. "You're what I think I need, Kid. However, Soul is the person I need. If this wasn't a game, I would go with him, but since this is a game, I would go with you just because we share the same likes and dislikes and vision for the future." She groaned and she ran a hand through her loose hair. "I need answers because this whole thing confuses me. I can't just go with you and forget Soul and I can't just go with Soul and forget you. I need answers in able to make a choice."
Kid listened carefully. He stood still until he nodded slowly. "Okay. Fine. I understand." And he disappeared inside without even as much as touching her.
She went on their date, but she couldn't forget the look of utterly anger and confusion on Kid's face. She couldn't blame him. She was angry at herself. She wasn't the kind of girl of pending between two guys, she was the kind of girl who was happy if there was even one who liked her. Now with two, she hated herself for not just choosing one and moving on with him. This was a game, she could choose wrong and her part of the one-million dollars would be gone forever. Not just a guy is on the line, but money is as well.
Soul sensed her thoughtfulness. She didn't even seem to enjoy herself as they drove through the tropical forest. Her camera was only resting on her lap. He knew this was the perfect moment for her to take exotic pictures, but something important was eating her away.
"What did Kid talk to you about?" Soul asked as they got out of the Hummer and walked down to their private beach.
"Who I was playing the game with." She answered still caged in her mind.
He nodded slowly. "And what did you answer?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. I'm so confused and angry with myself. I don't want to lead both of you on. That is the least I want to do." She sighed heavily and she hugged her body. "I just need an answer."
"Who do you think is your perfect match?" Soul asked, wrapping an arm around of her, trying to offer a sense of comfort.
"I think it's Kid, but I honestly don't know anymore. We do share the same visions for the future and we have a good time together, but then there're you."
"And what do you think of me?" He said as he strolled with her toward the massive tent and bonfire.
"We have chemistry and I feel good when I'm with you, but you aren't what I thought of boyfriend material. You're a wildcard and I don't know what to do with you."
He rubber her arm and leaned down and kissed her temple. "Then how about you get to know me more? Who knows, we might share the same vision for the future."
She nods absentmindedly. "Maybe." She groaned and rested her forehead on the curve of his neck. "I'm sorry. I'm ruining the date."
"No, no," Soul shook his head and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her while he rubbed her back. "If something is on your mind I want to know about it since my feelings for you are real. I don't want this to end after the show is over. I truly like you and I don't care about the game or the money. All I want is you."
Maka sighed loudly and inhaled his scent. Spices and mint. The perfect combination. "Now you're just complicating everything."
"What do you feel about me? Not what your brain thinks, but what does your heart feel about me? Just forget the game and everything. What are you feeling right now at this very moment?" He whispered into her ear.
"I feel…" She paused, taking a moment to feel her racing heart in her chest and the sparks dance over her skin. "I feel… this is going to sound weird."
"What is it?"
Her cheeks heated up even more and her stomach fluttered. She gulped. "It feels like I'm in love… it sounds very weird since I don't know much about you."
"Then how about we change that." Soul pulled away and entwined their hands together. He led her to the unlit bonfire and took a seat on the log. "I'm working at a record company and sometimes I record my own music."
"You make music?" Her eyes widen, she moves closer to him and their thighs brushed. "What do you play? Are you in a band?"
"I'm playing the piano. I'm more of a Jazz guy and I'm not really that interested in being a professional music. I've always enjoyed the shadows more than the spotlights. I enjoy meeting bands of ever genre and help them instead of the other way around." He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and his fingers brushed her skin, making it prickle. "This is actually the first time I chose to be in the spotlight."
"Why did you even sign up for this show? You know my reason."
"Because I thought it would be a cool thing and who knew, maybe I would find the love of my life. I knew if I didn't at least try it out, I would beat myself up for not taking it." He smirked wide, his fingers pressed her bicep like she was a piano. "And I did find someone I know I will end up loving."
She blushed wide. Her stomach tumbled happily.
The show would come to an end and with Matchup Ceremony five coming sooner and sooner, half of the show had already passed by. When the show ends, she'll go back to her normal life. It's her decision what she want to do with the time she spent in Hawaii. She does like Soul, she treasures what they have and she knows she'd like to try and see where things go with him outside of the show.
"Where do you live?" She asked, looking away from his face. She's to be careful around him. She didn't want to fall for temptation. What would Kid say then? She has to uphold her standards and make sure nothing happens between them on this date.
"Los Angeles. Lived there my whole life."
Her stomach fell. "I live in New York…"
"Oh…" He sighed loudly. "We'll figure something out then."
Maka leaned into him, resting her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest, feeling the scar just under her palm. "How did you get this scar?"
"Motorcycle accident. I accidentally drove right into a glass window."
"How did you even do that?"
He chuckled. "It's kind of a funny story. It was the first day I got my bike and I was out for a drive, two men walked over a cross with a glass window and I didn't see it. I thought I could drive in between them but drove right through the glass."
"Funny?" She pulled away from him. Her veins filled quickly with rage and concern. "You could've gotten yourself really hurt! That isn't funny! Do you know how many who die in motorcycle accidents every year?"
"I know, I know." Soul grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "I know it's serious, but admit it, driving through a glass window on a pedestrian crossing doesn't happen every day."
"It still isn't funny!"
"And you need to cool off." She gasped loudly when suddenly Soul hoists her up, she dropped her bag in the process. He took of his own backpack and starts running toward the aqua-blue water. "I know just the way."
"Wait!" Maka exclaimed and can't help but to giggle. "No! I haven't put on any sunscreen!"
"You won't die not wearing it!" And he ran right into the water.
She gasped loudly when the water assaulted her skin and Soul let her go into the water. She found herself giggling and wrapped both her arms and legs around him, clinging onto him. The water was warm, but the guy in front of her was warmer and she couldn't help but wanting to be close to him.
For the first time, she was the one to lean up and connect their lips. He kissed happily back and his hand ran down her now wet tank top. Their tongues greeted each other as their hands explored each other's bodies. His muscular body. His large and strong hands. His sharp and wide jaw. The messy silky white hair of his. She loved running her hands everywhere on him.
Slowly they sunk down into the water, kissing and touching each other. Their mouths molded together nicely and kept the water from entering their mouths. They stayed like that, kissing both above and under water for minutes. Her stomach clenched and her thighs trembled for every kiss he planted on her lips and her skin sparked for every caress and rub.
When they did pull away, Maka giggled loudly, resting her forehead on his. "You got all of my clothes wet."
He chuckled heartily and caressed her wet hair. "It will dry."
The day was magical. They talked, kissed and enjoyed each other's company. She learned Soul was very playful and happy guy, he just had trouble showing it because of his brother's death. The first time she'd met him he appeared to be constantly bored, but he was actually very happy. Around her that is, which kind of excited her. Only she had experienced this side of him.
With the bonfire lit, Maka leaned into his chest, going through the pictures he and she took underwater. She wanted to go take pictures with Kid, but she ended up doing it with Soul instead. She admired the exotic fishes she shot and the corals at the bottom of the seafloor. Soul'd taken the camera at one point and taken pictures of him and them both. Kissing. Their hair floated around their faces and his arm gripped her so tightly. Her heart fluttered going through all the pictures.
"I like that one." Soul spoke, resting his chin on her shoulder with a blanket around them.
She admired the picture of them both smiling to the camera, standing in the water. "Yeah… that is a good one."
"You should have that framed when you get back home."
She smiles and nuzzled closer to him, going to the next picture. She stiffened when a picture of Soul's washboard abs came up.
"And you should definitely get that framed. You know, lonely nights when I'm not there to take care of your desires." He kissed her neck, his teeth caressed her neck as his lips brushed her skin deliciously.
"I'm not going to make a copy of your abs!" She leaned backwards and kissed his cheek. "That's what I have sculptures for."
He barked a laugh. "You do sculptures as well?"
"Once in a while, but not that often."
He chuckles and plants a big kiss on her lips. "You are amazing. You grow more amazing every day."
"I try." I finished going through the pictures and Soul grabbed the camera.
"Let's take one more picture together." He raised the camera. His lips descended on hers and she happily kissed him back. The flash goes off, but they don't stop kissing. She enjoyed his lips way too much to stop. She loved his lips with passion and that tongue could do wonders, just as she witnessed in the licking competition.
He pulled away and kissed her forehead quickly. "I wish this day wouldn't end."
"It has to." She nuzzled her face into his neck. "Hopefully we're going to go into the Truth Booth and finally get this whole triangle drama out of the way."
"Yeah. I still want every day to be like this."
"Be like what?"
"Being here with you and having a good time."
She sighed heavily. "You know it isn't that easy. You live across the country."
"I'm willing to move to New York in order to be with you. I think you are perfect for me and I want a future with you."
"What is it you want for the future?" She turned around, wanting to look at his face more properly. She admired his red eyes.
"What every other person want. A girl to love and be loved from and to spend the rest of my life with her. I do want to marry that girl to then start a family with her. That's all I want."
Her heart skipped a beat. That was exactly what she wanted. Well, after she got a stable job and made a stable income. She hadn't expected of finding love here, but she's damned sure the soon five weeks in Hawaii, she must be in love with this man. There was nothing explaining the racing heart of hers or the sparks dancing over her skin.
Maybe he was her perfect match as he said he was when they first met?
Soul put out the fire and Maka grabbed their bags and walked inside of the massive tent. She gasped loudly when she saw a large king-sized bed with rose petals on top of it. The bags hit the ground as she gapped at the view. They did sleep in the same room at the mansion and they did sort of sleep on the same futon, but this was different. This is a bed with rose petals on it and they didn't have anyone around. The setting was so intimate and it implied, almost begged the two to sleep with each other. She wasn't going to sleep with him on TV, even though she wanted to sleep with him, but she had to think about herself and the game. If he wasn't her perfect match, she didn't want to get too attached with him.
Soul walked inside of the tent and was just as stunned at the view as she was. "Wow, didn't expect this."
"What're we going to do?" She whispered.
"I think we are adults enough to just sleep beside each other." He put his hand on her shoulder. "But if you want to do something more, I'm totally for going all the way."
She elbowed him in the rib. "You wish. I'm not going to sleep with a guy on TV!" She Stomped up to the bed and brushed aside the rose petals and got under the covers.
"Maka~" He walked up to the bed and he slid into the bed and snuggled close to her, pulling her back close to his chest. "We can play a little~ just a little kissing~"
She rolled her eyes and turned around toward him. "Fine! Only because you asked." She lied. She wanted to kiss him as well. Her lips ached for his and it didn't take long until they connected. He groaned into her mouth as his hands pulled her hips closer to him. She could only comply, scooting closer to him. Their tongues met and she pulled him closer. He ended up on top of her, in between her legs.
The kiss got way more heated than she intended it being. His hips ended up grinding into hers and his hands fondled her chest happily. Oh she didn't lay there and took everything, she grinded into his, feeling him whole as she squeezed and rubbed his perfectly sculpted ass.
She wanted to remember everything. His abs pressed into her stomach, the feeling of her lips on his and his ass. Oh, that ass. She'd have to sculpt that ass. It was a masterpiece.
His lips disconnected with hers and latched onto her neck. His hands wandered up her chest as she panted and mewled in delight. "Soul…" She whispered. Her eyes went wide when suddenly something wet and hot was on her bare chest. "Soul!" She exclaimed and pushed him away from her chest and covered it up with her hands.
He groaned and she could feel just how into her he was. "Too far?"
"Too far."
"Sorry. Got caught in the moment." He got off her and lay down beside her.
"Don't worry about it." She tied the strings of her bikini behind her neck and snuggled close to him, planting a kiss on his temple. "Tomorrow's the Truth Booth."
"Yeah. They better have voted us in or I'm going to be pissed. I want to get out of the mansion. Think about it, more privacy and a sweet suit only for us to share." He wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him.
"I'd like that. But how can you be so sure that I'm your perfect match? You've been so certain ever since I met you. How can you?"
"How can I?" He chuckled and snuggled his face to hers. "Because of you. That's why."
"You know you didn't answer my question."
"I know and I'll answer your question when we're in the Truth Booth." We fell asleep, sleeping in our swimwear.
The next day came and when they returned to the mansion, Kid wasn't pleased seeing her. Soul and Maka might've walked inside holding hands, but it couldn't be because of that. It wasn't until the cameramen prepared for the Truth Booth scene when they'd gather in front of the TV and find out who out of the three couples who would enter the Truth Booth.
"I don't want you to go into the Truth Booth." He said, both of us standing on the balcony. "You should go in the Truth Booth with me, not him."
"Kid," She sighed, running a hand through her hair. "I don't know who of you my match is. I need to find out. If he isn't my match, then I can focus on you. The Truth Booth is exactly what I need."
"Fine." He growled and he stormed back inside. Inside of the living room, everybody was seated and she took her seat beside Soul. He smiled toward her and grabbed her hand.
He leaned toward her and kissed her temple before he whispered into her ear. "We're going to the Truth Booth. I just know it."
"I hope you're right." She leaned into him and fisted his black shirt.
The game leader Stein walked inside. "Hey you guys, Soul and Maka, did you have a good time on your date?"
"More than fun Stein." Just to mess with everybody, he smirked wide, implying on something sexual that did not take place. "Multiple times."
From across the room she heard Kid growl loudly in jealousy.
"Sound great, now the couple you voted into going inside of the Truth Booth is…" The TV lit up and yellow Hawaii flowers filled the screen before they disappeared, revealing Maka's and Soul's faces they took the first day they got there. "Maka and Soul." Stein spoke and the others applauded, all except Kid. "Why did you vote on these two?"
"This has gone on for far too long." The girl, who Soul went into the Truth Booth with, Blair, spoke up. "One of them needs to move on and if we're going to win the million dollars, they need to break up." Maka knew Blair was interested in Soul. She'd been all over him at the beginning of the game and when they were confirmed of not being a match, she wasn't happy, especially with Maka. She guessed Soul told Blair she was his perfect match and therefore Blair was mad at her.
"Maka and Soul, go ahead to the Truth Booth."
Maka and Soul got up from their seat, walked out of the mansion together. "Are you nervous?" He asked her, squeezing her hand reassuringly.
"A little. I'm more relieved I'll finally find out who of you is my perfect match." Her heart was in her throat. She prayed Soul was her match, she wanted him to be hers. They'd such a connection and she knew the choosing of each match was highly sophisticated and thoroughly analyzed each and every one of them carefully. If Soul proved not being her match, her heart would break. Absolutely shatter.
"Your hand is sweating. Are you sure you're okay?" He asked, walking passed the pool and toward the forest leading to the Truth Booth. Cameramen followed them.
"Okay, I'm really nervous. What if we're a perfect match? What if we're not?" She groaned as they entered the forest. "I don't want to be in this game. I don't want to be hurt."
"You've nothing to worry about. We are a perfect match."
"What if we aren't?"
"Listen," Soul stopped and cupped her face, looking into her pretty green eyes. "We are a perfect match. Trust in the connection we have. Let's just get there and finally have our relationship confirmed. I feel like sleeping in a large king-sized bed at our Honeymoon Suit."
She gulped and slowly nodded. "Okay. I trust you."
They walked the rest of the way through the tropical forest. A small little shed made of straw came into view. It looked a lot creepier than she'd pictured it. Soul held open the door for her and she was astonished at the sight. The inside was all futuristic with spotlights, steel floor and a large screen on the wall with their pictures up.
They walked to the middle of the room and suddenly the lights darkened. The floor underneath them grew brighter.
Soul wrapped his arm around her shoulders and Maka clung to him desperately. "I didn't." Soul whispered into her ear. "I didn't know if we were a perfect match at the beginning, but I wanted to since you're unbelievably attractive and your personality made me want you. After that morning on the beach, I truly knew you were my match."
Her eyes widen and suddenly the whole room lit up again and the screen flashed. "PERFECT MATCH!" came up with large letters. Maka screamed in joy and immediately jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. He was ready for her, instantly grabbed her and held her close to his chest. They both laughed loudly and soon their laughs were muffled with kisses.
"We're a match!" She murmured into his lips as she eagerly kissed him. "I can't believe it!"
He chuckled heartily as his hands rubbed her back and thighs. "I can."
She swatted his shoulder quickly with her hand as she kissed him.
She couldn't believe it. Science saw her and Soul as a perfect match even though they were so different. She couldn't be happier, she got the man she fell hard and quick for and now they would be together after the show ended. She got what she hadn't planned, but she's more than happy she received love. From Soul.
"I love you Soul." She whispered into his mouth, not wanting to stop kissing him. She wanted to stay here forever inside of the room. Now she didn't have to hold back, Soul was hers and only hers and she wanted nothing than claiming him as hers.
"Love you too." His lips removed from her and latched onto her exposed neck.
"You better finish what you started yesterday. I want you damned much."
A large smirk grew on his lips and she felt it on her neck. "More than happy to give you it. Multiple times."
"You better." She moaned when she felt his teeth nibble her neck. She unwrapped her legs from him and stood on her toes. "And you better open up your apartment since I'm going to move in."
"House. I live in a house. And I'm more than happy opening up my home to you. But are you sure? I could move to New York." His lips brushed against her neck and her chest buckled into his.
"One-hundred percent sure. You got a job and I can start my new career as an art photographer in L.A." She grabbed his face and met his lips hungrily. It was short, only because she hungered to finally reaching release as soon as they got to their Honeymoon Suit. "Now let's get out of here before I explode!"
"That turned on?"
"Yes!"
Soul quickly scooped her up in his arms and quickly he ran out of the shed, knowing everything would be okay between them. The TV show brought them together, and now nothing would break them apart.