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Almost a week had passed since the kiss, and it ate at Soul. He still had no idea what to do about it, and was beginning to lose sleep.
A blast of thunder had woken him up from his fitful sleep. His body was coated in a thin layer of sweat from twisting and turning because of his nightmare. He had the same dream for the past week; he kept running after someone, but every time he reached after them they were suddenly far away. Realizing his stress wasn't going to go away until he resolved the problem he decided to get out of bed, and go talk to Maka. He quickly threw on a pair of sleep shorts and a fitted plain t-shirt, he remembered how she was embarrassed by his uncovered body and thought it best to not make the situation more awkward for her than needed or else he would never get any answers out of her.
When he approached her door he hesitated. Soul still had no idea what he was going to say. There was another strike of lightning and the boom of thunder follow soon after, but there was another noise as well: a loud shriek of terror. Alarm rung through soul as he realized the noise had come from Maka's room, and he rushed in to protect her from the unseen danger.
He found her sitting under her desk, covered in her sheets and shaking. She had tears stream down her face. Soul scanned the room, and saw no visible danger. He was shocked when the realization hit him that the storm must be why she was so scared. He couldn't believe that his strong willed Maka was so terrified by the rumbling of nature. When had I started to call her mine? Soul shook his head. What do I do?
Unable to stand the sight of her frightened face Soul quickly moved into action. Within an instant he crossed the room, and held her princess style within his arms. He moved her, blankets and all, to her bed and gently set her down. She sat on the bed facing him. He moved so that her head was in his chest, and began to soothe her. He stroked her soft hair with his hand, and whispered words of comfort in her ear. Whenever nature boomed outside of her window he covered her ears with his hands.
After a while her shaking ceased, and her tears ended shortly after. She suddenly felt very sleepy. Her head began to droop until she found it cradled in the lap of her hero. He didn't stop his soothing routine till her heard the steady rhythm of her breath signaling she had fallen asleep. Careful not to wake her, Soul moved so that they were both lying down. He cradled her tight to his chest.
He moved a few strands of her from her face, and stared down at her beauty. His heart began to race, and his stomach seemed to be doing flips. What are you doing to me Maka? My dear Maka I came here to understand my feelings, but now I am more confused than ever. Soul sighed heavily, and moved her head so that it was nuzzled against his neck. But I swear to you, my sweet that I will always be here for you. He breathily whispered in her ear, "I will be your knight in shining armor, I will protect you. Always." He then fell into a dreamless sleep with Maka's warmth at his side.
The next day Maka woke with a start. Why was Soul in my bed!? The last memory she could recall was the beginning sounds of an approaching thunder storm. Maka shuddered. Of course, the storm! Slowly the memories came flooding back to her. Soul had been her savior. He swept in and rescued her from under the desk; he then stayed to comfort her. She couldn't believe that he has stayed all night to protect her. She must have really worried him, she mused. She got out of bed, and began her morning routine.
It was Saturday so didn't have to wake the boys up so early. After showering, and dressing in her maid's uniform Maka began to do some light cleaning around the main living areas. After a while she decided she should begin making breakfast. She was flipping a pancake when it occurred to her that she should thank Soul somehow for last night. After making enough for Wes to eat, she began working on a special dish for Soul. She set Wes's food out on the table as usual, but she decided to bring Soul's up to him. She left the silver platter of raw fish on the night stand next to the bed with a note attached to it.
A few minutes later Soul finally woke up. He felt well rested for the first time in a week. He thought to himself he should sleep in Maka's bed more often. Soul looked over and sadly noticed that said girl was nowhere to be seen. He sighed; Soul hoped that she would have woken him up to talk about last night. He shook his head. She is a hard worker, so of course she wouldn't stay to talk when there was work to be done. A smile played upon his lips as he got out of bed. He was going to make his way down to breakfast in hopes that he would see her.
That's when he final noticed the silver tray on the nightstand. It contained his favorite food; raw fish. His smile grew until it reached his crimson eyes when he realized that Maka had made this for him with her own hands, and went through the trouble of bringing it up to him. He reached down to pick up the note.
Dear Soul,
Thank you so much for last night. You are my hero.
I made your favorite food to thank you, I hope you enjoy it.
We need to talk later please.
Thank you for being my knight.
Maka 3
Soul was astounded. She had heard his last words before he fell into sleep, so that meant she had to of been awake. He then realized that she was aware of him cuddling her last night, and she didn't pull away. His heart seemed as if it would burst from the joy he felt. He signed her name with a heart; did that mean she had feelings toward me too?
Soul sat back down, and enjoyed every bite of his meal prepared for him by her sweet hands.
When he had finished eating he set the tray back down and began exploring her room. It was larger than a normal bedroom, but still smaller than his. It had been well furnished by his brother. Soul rummaged through her closets and dresser. He was unimpressed by her wardrobe. I will spoil her when she is officially mine. I'll shower her with gifts as well as my love. Soul daydreamed, of all the clothes he would buy her, as he went through her drawer full of her undergarments. He had a small pair of undies with little strawberries in hands when Maka walked back into her room to check on him.
Soul quickly shook himself out of his stupor when he saw her. He then realized what he had in his hands and his face turned hot from blushing so fiercely. He quickly mumbled an apology and ran out of the door behind her. Maka could only stand there in shock at Soul's perverted raid of her panty drawer.
Soul could hear his heartbeat in his ears when he reached his room. He slumped down against the back of the door. What have I done? She caught be looking at her undies! She probably thinks I'm a huge pervert now. Hell I would of called me a pervert. Honestly I didn't even realize what I was doing, I was just spacing out. Soul groaned loudly and banged his head against the door. Stupid! Things were going great, and I had to just ruin it. This is so uncool of me. He slid his head downward and placed it into his hands. Soul felt something soft against his forehead and pulled his head back to look at it.
His face grew warm once again as he realized he had ran away with her undies still in his hand. She must think I'm even more of a pervert for actually stealing a pair! He got up and walked over to his bed. He flopped down on his back, and held up the soft cotton undies. They are really adorable, just like her. He wasn't sure what to do now; so he stuffed the panties under his pillow, turned around to lie on his stomach, and drifted in and out of sleep for the rest of the day.
Authors note.
Sorry this chapter was so short, I have some serious writers block. I have a few ideas for the future, but I need some ideas to help connect the time differences so please help! Review and let me know some ideas you have! The quicker I get reviews & ideas the quicker I'll be able to update! [I may get another chapter out by Monday if I get some tonight and tomorrow ;)]
P.S. My college classes have begun picking up so now I'll only be able to update about once a week.
Much love,
Elizabebe 33
