DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER; THE STORY IDEA WAS CRAZYCHICK1313, SO YEAH…

A month had gone by and so far, no one knew she was dating the music teacher. Of course, neither one had chosen to venture farther than kissing; nor even that was rarely.

"Maka-chan, can you cover for Blackstar and I this weekend?" Tsubaki asked her. The two were currently in Health class, not paying attention.

"Sure, my dad has an away trip so he'll be gone until Sunday." Maka explained.

"Oh, so do you and Soul have plans?" Tsubaki asked as Maka shook her head. In all honesty, the two rarely hang out choosing to text and take things slow. Since their first real hangout was mostly her crying, he chose not to rush into it, as they were.

"So, have you guys discussed moving any farther with the relationship?" she asked flipping the page of her book as Maka once again shook her head. Yes, she did fantasize about his lips and hands doing more than kissing, but.

"No," she whispered making Tsubaki's eyebrows rise. She had once been like that, now she and Blackstar were at the more intimate part of the relationship. Not that people needed to know that.

"I'm sure you two will work it out," she said closing her book with an air of knowing about her. Maka sighed; maybe she and Soul did need more time by themselves. Texting really wasn't a good relationship baser. The thought of her and Soul moving forward kept bothering her as she sped through classes. No, she decided as she entered music class. She had made the first move, now it was his turn. The class went by without a hitch, then came the time to leave. Maka was last to move as usual as she cleared her desk. But, before she could move Ox Ford; her academic rival, walked in.

"Can I help you?" Soul's smooth cool voice asked taking notice of Maka's new rigid form.

"I just need to speak with Maka in private sir." He replied indicating for the young blonde-haired woman to follow. Confusion filled her usual knowing eyes as she walked past her secret lover and out the door. As soon as it closed, soul ran to listen in.

"I know your secret Albarn, and if you don't won't it spread you'll listen carefully to me." He smirked keeping his voice down. Maka shivered, he knew her secret but how? She had been so careful about it, on top of that what could Ox possibly want that she had?

"Are you willing to listen?" he asked again to her silence.

"Yes," she replied pulling her new messenger bag higher on her shoulder. A smile spread over Ox's face as he placed his lips to Maka's ear. Her eyes widened as he spoke his next words.

"If you don't Albarn, I'll make your life hell." With that said, he left her shivering and near tears. How could he ask such a thing of her, she could not disobey though, her reputation could be ruined. She didn't notice Soul as she walked to her locker fully intending to skip her last class.

SOUL'S POV

Why had he let Blackstar get to him, he had kissed her, after the fact that she had cried comparing them to her parents. Now he was teaching bratty kids about music and wishing for more time with her. Of course, she's been baiting herself to get hurt. Wears a schoolgirl uniform even out of school. Hair in pigtails, does she want to lose her virginity? Besides, it was one kiss and that had been a month ago. Yes, he wanted more he was a twenty two year old male who dated a sex machine before this. Maka Albarn was cute and surprisingly his type, even if she was flat as a board. As class ended and the next followed in. he spotted his girlfriend. She had that look in her eyes, the one that people knew you were thinking hard or something. Maybe it's a math problem; she is a bookworm. His bookworm that is.

"Alright class settle down," he called as the class took their seats. He was going to take her on a date Saturday, her father would be gone, and they could discuss more about this without texting. However, he was also cool and would let her make the next move. Class went by without a hitch, both had exchanged secret glances, and all was well. Once the room had emptied Soul readied to make his move but the door opened.

"Can I help you?" Soul asked feeling a little irritated.

"I just need to speak with Maka in private sir." He replied. As soon as the two were out the door, he ran to listen. First his voice rang through, a harsh whisper but his musical hearing picked it up. A long pause, then Maka's shaky reply. Soul felt angry as the boy's words sunk to low for him to hear. When the conversation was over the boy left her standing there shaken near tears. He wanted to run out and hug her, take away her fears. But before he had the chance, she was running off.