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He is greeted to a wholesome breakfast consisting of eggs, toast,bacon, hash browns, orange juice and a overly excited Maka as he takes his place at their small kitchen table. She hums as she gathers butter and jam for the toast before settling down in her own seat but not before smiling warmly at him.

"Well what are you waiting for? Dig in!"

Soul eyes her warily as he takes a large bite out of his hash browns. He wonders if her happy mood is due to their..encounter(for a lack of a better word.)? Or does she even remember? He hardens his stare as he chews as she takes a swig of her orange juice and returns his stare over her glass. The question of whether or not she remembers is answered as she blushes and quickly cast her gaze down to her food. He mentally sighs, why did this have be so fucking complicated? He could have handled things if it wasn't for this soul gate bullshit. He hears the demon chuckle and his grasp on his fork tightens.

"I thought we already established that a soul gate wasn't 'bullshit'."

"Shut up!"

"I didn't say anything?"

His head snaps up towards Maka who is giving him a quizzical look, and he realizes that his words to the bastard were said out loud. He smiles crookedly and bops his head a couple of times.

"I was talking to my head, my thoughts won't leave me be."

He knew it was the wrong thing to say because she can clearly see the question in her eyes, 'Your thoughts or his?' He quickly tries to rake up a defense in case she decides to verbally ask her question. However her demeanor instantly changes to the happy- go- lucky -bubbly one to when he first walked in the kitchen and he lowers his defense.

"I have a date tonight."

He hears the demon snarl, and feels a combination of possessiveness and jealousy twist in his gut. The bad part was he knew it was not all from the little bastard. His fork does not pause but instead viciously stabs a piece of defenseless bacon and he quickly shoves it into his mouth.

"With who?"

How he manages to not snarl the words is a mystery in itself, but Maka seems pleased with his question as she beams at him from across the table. Maybe he misread her early this morning, maybe she doesn't remember?

"His name is Quade, and he will be picking me up at seven."

The demon snarls again, demanding that he object to this date, to confess his feelings and make her see that she belonged to them and only them. Another thing comes to mind and even though he knows it shouldn't matter the question is out of his mouth and into the air.

"Meister or Weapon?"

Her knife which was buttering her toast pauses as she looks up at him and blinks. He wonders if she caught on to his stiff posture which clearly said he wasn't comfortable at all with her dating someone else. Or if she caught the murderous intent that the bastard was letting off inside his soul room.

"A weapon, a scythe actually."

He feels his throat close and he closes his eyes trying to block out the demons snarls and the feeling of being tossed aside for a new weapon. He scoffed at his own thought. He knew her better then that, she would never ever do that! He heard the demon give a grunt of agreement muttering something along the lines of 'shes much better then that.'

"Well, as long as hes not my replacement as your weapon, I'm cool with it."

OK so that was a lie, he wasn't cool with it , not in the least. Suddenly he feels a hard blow in his head, and he resists the need to fall face first into the table. He thought the bastard was angry before? Pssh, it was nothing compared to now, and it seemed he was not the only one angry. Maka was scowling at him from across the table, obviously not liking his joke that was not a joke.

"Soul, I would never-"

"I know!"

He waves her off, and she leans back in her seat huffing angrily, as the rest of breakfast is eaten in silence.

Not being able to stand the hostility in the air anymore, he quickly finishes his breakfast puts his dishes in the dishwasher and mutters a quick 'thank you' before shuffling off to his room. Not a minute passes before the bastard is on him like stink on shit.

"Your not really letting her go are you?"

"Of course I am, you know I 'm not going to stop her, not like she would let me anyway."

"You will not let her see him!"

Soul snorts and shuffles over to his window, the same one she had a habit of kicking him out of when he pisses her off or when Blair is all over him and he vaguely wonders where shes been. He closes the blinds before collapsing on his bed, looking up at the ceiling with a blank stare.

"What do you want me to do? Tie her to chair?"

"I don't care if you have to drag her by her hair, do not let her leave this house!"

Soul is somewhat startled at the demons answer and emotions but then again what was he expecting from a demon?

"She's not a object, if she wants to go on a date thats her choice, I have no say in the matter."

Soul feels his eyes droop in sadness and a sudden loneliness settles over him as he whispers his next words. Even though he knows its his choice of them not being something more.

"Its not like I'm her boyfriend."

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A/N: Needed a change of scene again from working on the other fic. OK, now read carefully, for I have a question for all of you who read this fanfic. I am not sure of which course I am going to take on Maka's relationship with the demon. So I have a couple of options:

Should I have the demon rape her (which was my original plan) and have Soul somehow manage to lock him away to where he can't resurface.

Have Maka and the demon have a couple nights alone together, where Soul is not aware this is happening and the demon takes over his body at night. Of course he will find out about later from a guilty Maka. Maka will not let the demon be her first and he is strangely understanding about it and the nights only consist of make-out sessions until Maka and Soul have their first time together and the demon pops up later for ride asking her to love him like she loves Soul.

( I know it can be worded better but I am to tired.)

I'm leaning towards 2, but I will wait for your responses. So I want at least 10 reviews with your vote and if I don't get that many, I will just pick myself. Hope you enjoyed, till next time!