This is chapter four. Enjoy! Sorry its short.
DISCLAIMER: I DONT OWN SOUL EATER AND I NEVER SHALL.
Chapter #4
Adress: Apt #13 Death City Apartments, Trustfall Ave.
Crap in the crapper! Crap! Crap! Crap! Crap! Why a dude? Why him?. . . Well, there's no use in complaining. . .But can't I ask for a different partner? Ahhhh1 That's selfish! Okay, how 'bout a pros and cons list to see what I should do! Yes!. . .
"Ok, Let's do it!" Maka said, now she was sitting at her old deck with paper and pencil.
After about an hour of random doodles, squbbling and erasing, Maka came up with this:
Pro- He's a sythe.
Con- He's a boy.
Pro- He lives in those apartments that Tsubaki lives in, so I can see her more.
Con- I hate men, of course.
Pro- His place is not far from school.
Con- He's a dude!
So I go. Ah! Fine.
Maka had finally decided to go. So she packed a few clothes, pictures and books. She ended up with an oversized dufflebag and a large suitcase. Maka then hurried out, not that she needed to but just to get the hell out of that a-hole of a father's so-called home.
After a few mintues of walking, Maka found her partner's apartment complex. She opened the door and moments later, found out that Apt. #13 was on the 5th floor, the highest floor. Maka thanked Shinigami that there was a elevator, but she could have carried she bags up the stairs if she wanted to. The bookworm was incredibly strong for some reason.
*Pong!* Finally!
She, without trying, counted the steps to #13's door.
"32." Why did I just do that?
*Knock! Knock!* She sounded like the police.
Two minutes later, a lazy, sleepy, and sloppy looking boy answered the door with only shorts, showing all his abs. Maka held back her blush as much as she could.
God, he's hot! Ahhhh! No, what am I thinking!
"Who are you?" The red eyed boy said a little annoyed as a pig-tailed girl walked into his home like she owned the place.
"Your partner." The blond uttered, disgusted out at how the kitchen was a pig-sti.
"What are you talking about?" Soul had a dumb moment before realized who she was suppose to be.
"You're Soul Eater, right?" Maka questioned, as she pinched his cheeks like he was a toy.
"And you're Miss Maka Albarn, right?" He paid her back with pokes on the nose and pinches on the right cheek.
After a moment, they both realized that they were two inches away from kissing. They hastily separated.
"So. . . uh-) *Growl!*"Ow. Ow. Ow!" Maka started to hold her empty stomach.
"You hungry?" Soul blinked like an idiot.
"No, not since yesterday yesterday morning. . . ow!"
"Well. . .let's go eat. I don't have any food at the moment. haha." Scratching the back of his head.
"Sure." At this point I don't care who it is! I need food!
About three hours after Maka and Soul had thier fill of food, they started to walk home.
They were walking silently when maka stopped dead inher tracks.
"What is it?"
"I feel an evil coming."
DUN! DUN! DUN!
Me: Sorry to leave a cliff hanger.
Maka: But it was too good to pass up.
Me: Haha. I'm evil.
Maka: Well. . . Review if you want more!
Me: You tell 'em.
Maka: Bye!
Me: Plz! R&R!
Peace Out!