When Soul heard Maka slamming her door, he sighed deeply and ran a hand through his snowy hair. There you had it. He did it again. He ruined a perfectly fine evening with Maka, and this time not even because they were mad at each other. Soul angrily threw his controller to the wall behind the tv and it scattered to pieces on the floor. Great, Soul. Now she will get mad at you for breaking things too. He knew Maka had tried her hardest to spend some time with him and have some fun today, but of course the day could not end without the daily fight. All because he wasn't able to deal with these new, unfamiliar and confusing thoughts about Maka that kept flashing through his mind. Stupid. Idiot.

Maka laid down on her bed and sighed. She was so determined to end this day nicely, both of them feeling comfortable with each other. Why did he do that ? Why did he suddenly have a mood change and treat her like that ? There was nothing that could have caused it. Absolutely nothing. Everything was going perfectly fine, the mood was relaxed and she had this feeling that Soul enjoyed it too, although he didn't show it as much as she had hoped. After what felt like an eternity of going through her thoughts, she glanced at the cute, Rillakuma-themed clock that hung on her wall and saw that it was a bit past 10pm. She would go to bed early today, realising she had nothing to do after all. Maka got up and changed into her pajamas, a simple dark blue jogging with a white tank top that had some dark blue dots on it. She undid her pigtails and her dirty blond hair fell loosely on her shoulders. Now, she had to brush her teeth in the bathroom and then she could go to bed. As she walked through the hallway, she hoped she wouldn't bump into Soul. Or, did she want to bump into him ? Maybe he would apologize and this evening would still turn out acceptable. She didn't know what to think, so she tried to block her thoughts. She granted her brain some rest by not thinking at all. She opened the door and walked into the bathroom, almost jumping out of her flesh when she saw Soul standing in front of the mirror, about to grab his toothbrush. He looked up, but Maka couldn't read his face. It wasn't exactly expressionless, but still he didn't smile or look at her in a frustrated or angry way. She just.. Didn't know. He turned away again as he grabbed his toothbrush and started brushing his teeth while looking in the mirror. Maka silently took place next to him and claimed the second sink, grabbing her toothbrush and brushing her teeth as well. After a few seconds, she dared to flash her eyes at him through the mirror, and she noticed he was looking at her too. They both looked away and continued brushing their teeth. Maka wanted to leave this tiny bathroom so badly. She brushed her teeth as fast as she possibly could, spit it out and rinsed her mouth with some water. While Soul spit and rinsed too, she turned and started to walk out of the bathroom. Meanwhile Soul's mind was running wild. Should he grab her arm ? At least he had to apologize. While he was going through his thoughts, he didn't notice that Maka had already walked out of the bathroom and left him in there alone. Not cool. He sighed and put his toothbrush in its place, then left the bathroom and went to bed, in his own room. Death, had he missed his comfortable bed !

The next morning Soul woke up, and surprised himself by not being extremely tired. He took a short shower, quickly dressed and walked over to the kitchen, where he found himself all alone. What the hell ? Maka was always making breakfast by the time he woke up. No food on the table either, had she overslept ? Before heading to her bedroom, he took a quick look in the living room. Empty. He opened her room without knocking. Empty. Where the hell was she ? She didn't leave without him, did she ? Soul stared in front of him for a second. She did. Of course she did, she just left without him because she was still angry. Soul clenched his fists. She pissed him off so bad, he didn't even know how to explain it. He angrily stomped into the kitchen and glanced at the clock. Fucking 11:03 am. She didn't even have the decency to wake him up in time for school. Crona wasn't even here yet and they had already returned to their fighting habits. Great, just great. He grabbed some toast and stomped outside, got on his motorcycle and raced to school. Honestly, getting a ticket didn't matter to him at all. It was just another reason to start a fight.

When he got to school, he almost ran through the hallways and opened the door from the classroom as hard as he could. The entire classroom stared at him with curious eyes, but he ignored them all. Soul stomped to his seat. "Where do you think you're going ? You're about 3 hours late, Evans" He looked at the teacher, not really caring about anything. He sure as hell wasn't going to waste his time by going to Lord Death for some kind of useless note. "My alarm broke" he hissed and sat down on his seat, which was located next to Maka. The teacher gave him an angry look but realised it was useless, and continued her lesson. Soul laid his legs on his desk, just to piss Maka off. Maka noticed it, but ignored the urge to look at him angrily and tell him to put them down. He was obviously really, really angry and getting mad at him wouldn't help his mood. Maka wanted to Maka-chop herself, she didn't mean to piss him off this badly when she left for school without him. She figured his alarm would go of and she just didn't want to walk to school with him awkwardly. Seems he didn't set his alarm the day before. She looked in front of her and tried to follow the lesson. "Hey Soul, why are you late?" Black Star simply asked and Soul turned to look at him. "I said it already. My alarm broke" He looked at Maka with meaningful eyes for a second, then turned to the teacher. Not that he was listening, he never was.