Well I finally decided I would write this story ^_^ even if it does suck ass. Anyway this is a story that goes with The Maid Dare's alternate moment. Enjoy (hopefully) and maybe r&r ;) Also I only do ooc moments for the sake of my plot.

Tsubaki hurriedly helped shield the shorter girl from the boy's gazes much to their disappointment. Once they recovered from their anemic moments the got up and walked towards the others. Soul picked up a few pieces of the tattered outfit then opened his fingers to let them flutter back to the ground.

"Looks like you need some new clothes." He said flatly; clearly upset that his source of enjoyment for the past few days had been shredded.

"You can borrow mine if you'd like." Soul immediately bristled at Black*Star's offer.

"No thanks she can use mine."

"But Soul you'd be cold riding home on the motorcycle, also I don't want you getting sick." Indeed outside the sun was setting over Death City and the temperature was steadily dropping.

"Haha yah! A god like me never gets cold! So c'mon Maka lets go change." He grabbed her hand and began to march off to the bathroom when Soul's razor sharp voice cut through the air.

"Well if a god like you can stand a little cold then I'm sure you can stand stripping in front of your weapon and best friend. Plus Maka and I have seen each other in towels plenty of times so it wouldn't be as big a deal if it was with you." She uttered the last sentence a little snidely.

"Even gods need their privacy," His cold eyes narrowed over at his friend. Soul was about to shout some choice words at him when Tsubaki laid a hand on his shoulder.

"Let him go, he won't do anything to Maka I promise."

"Fine whatever." He growled angrily as Black*Star walked away, extremely smug at his triumph. Once the two made it to the girls bathroom Maka hid in one of the stalls.

"Maka why are you hiding?" Black*Star tried to open the door but she held it firmly in place.

"Because I don't want you to see me in my underwear you baka!"

"But I've seen it before," Black*Star whined. "Remember in fifth grade when the boys drenched you with the hose and you went to the office crying and they had to get you new clothes? And then I walked in to see if you were okay and you were changing." He blushed just as hard at that moment as he did that day in elementary school.

"Yah, and afterwards you got suspended for nearly beating those boys to death." Black*Star chuckled. After a minute of silence Maka sighed reluctantly and walked out of the bathroom stall. He was her childhood friend and as much as she didn't like the situation she he wouldn't do anything to upset or hurt her. When he saw her his previous blush reignited and he tried desperately to hide his face. "Lets get this over with." Maka said quietly. He nodded and began to take off his scarf and shirt which he handed to her. She raised her arms above her head to put the shirt on, making her chest stick out more. The color of Black*Star's face could have easily stalled traffic.

"You know you really aren't flat despite what I say." He said. The other meister froze and looked over at him in shock.

"Whaa?" She'd expected plenty of things to happen, and this was definitely not one of them!

"You heard me!" He said in embarrassment, his face somehow getting redder. There was a moment of awkward silence then Maka recovered form her initial shock; quickly sliding the shirt down to cover her body. While she continued to change Black*Star stared at her out of the corner of his eye. God she's beautiful. I mean I always knew she was beautiful but I never knew she was this beautiful! She looks so adorable when she blushes it makes her lips look redder. Wait why am I thinking all this stuff? It's just Maka! Flat chested, bookworm, brainiac Maka! So why am I thinking about her. Soon his mind was wandering again. Woah when did she get those curves? And I swear her boobs were never that big! Then his mind slowly went down deeper into the gutter… Her skin looks so soft, I wonder what it would feel like if we were..GAH! No Black*Star, he scolded himself. This is your childhood friend, you will NOT think about her that way! Then he finally realized Maka was trying to talk to him.

"Hellooo~, Black*Star? You in there?" She was right in front of him, her inquisitive face inches away from his. His eyes zeroed in on her soft red lips and he couldn't hold it in any longer. He grabbed her by the waist and crashed his lips onto hers, effectively eliminating the distance between them. "MMPFTGIHJFTT!" She had never been kissed by a guy before and the feeling was very foreign and odd, but not unwelcome. It wasn't a gentle chaste kiss like she'd read about in so many romance novels but it wasn't an aggressive one either. At first she didn't like the pressure his lips put on hers or how warm lips were but in a few seconds she began to like it. And with that Maka sank into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer. He licked her bottom lip slowly making her gasp and he slipped his tongue into her mouth to play with hers. She didn't respond at first but soon their tongues were tangled together and saliva was trickling down both of their chins.

Using his assassins stealth his dropped his hands from her waist and squeezed her ass making her moan loudly. He got a huge grin out of this and continued his ministrations to the blushing gasping blonde in his arms. The two of them were completely oblivious to the utterly furious albino who had peeked in to see what was taking so long. It was clear from his gaze that he was contemplating murder. No way in hell is he getting away with this. Soul thought angrily as he withdrew from the doorway and walked away.

Well there it is! Hope everyone enjoyed and will come back for more ;D I'm still deciding if I should make the over arching couple SoMa or Ma*Star :/ SoMa is familiar territory for me but I wanna heat what you people think! ;D So comment and tell me which you think I should do. *Plays emotional music.* Do it for the plot.

~Em-chan!