Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, If I did, Soul and Maka would be kissing a lot….and other things
Chapter Two
Maka slowly awoke to light flooding her room from her window and into her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and sat up. Stretching, she took a glance towards the clock and stepped out of bed. Confused, she did a double take, shocked to see the numbers on her digital clock.
7:48
Oh My God….
It took all of her self-control not to scream her head off and wake every single living being in her apartment building. She felt like she was having a heart attack. She got up and pushed the window curtains aside to see if she was just hallucinating. It was bright outside, and people were already down below busily making their way to work or home. The meister stood in disbelief for a second, then snapped out of her daze.
Soul, she thought. Why didn't he wake her up? She made a beeline for his room and knocked on the door. No answer. Opening the door, she was greeted by the sight of a sleeping scythe and unfinished homework stuck to his desk. Idiot…She walked over to his bed, his back facing her.
"Soul…"
Nothing
"Um, Soul?"
He twitched.
"Soul! Wake up!"
Moan…
"…..MAKA-CHOP!"
"….THE HELL?"
Soul was rudely awakened thanks to a book to the brain. He moaned and turned over to lay on his side, glaring at Maka with all the rage that had. She stiffened and looked away, a little alarmed. Then, she took his glare head on and returned one of her own.
"Soul!"
"What?"
"We're gonna be late for school!"
"…..EH?"
"I said we're gonna be late for school!"
With that said, Maka ran full speed out of her weapons room and into her own. She threw on her everyday outfit, from the tie to the boots, then marched into the kitchen and pulled out an box of cereal. After stuffing her face with frosted flakes, she dared a look at the clock.
7:56
Maka sighed. There was no way they would make it on time, but as long as she wasn't counted absent it'd be fine. Sure she's been late before but never absent, I mean, really. Maka Albarn? Absent? Please, as if. She vowed to never be absent. NEVER.
She picked up her dirty bowl and set it in the sink. She mad a u-turned and was confronted by a smiling Soul, black T-shirt, sneakers and jeans the only thing he had on. "Soul! What are you doing? We have to get ready-"She was stopped short when he burst out laughing. Soul's laughter died to a chuckle as he wiped a tear from his eye. He stopped completely the second he saw her confused face.
He pointed to the calendar to the far side of their living room/ kitchen. There hung a very old and worn out calendar, with lots of circles and X's on dates written with Maka's handwriting saying 'TEST'
Maka's eyes widened when she caught sight of todays date.
Saturday?
She slumped back into the chair and started dumbly at the red marks. Soul was trying to hold all laughter in at this point, seeing as his Smart, Book wormed meister couldn't even get the dates right. He had to admit though; it was fun seeing her run through the halls wearing only a lacy night gown half the time before she changed into that dull school girl outfit.
He walked up to her and placed a comforting hand on her back. "Geez…" He moaned "Why do you have to make my morning so hectic? You're a lot of work, aren't ya?" She sat up strait and glared. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? Idiotic!" He let out a sigh. "Maybe because you woke me up by slamming a freakin' book in my head?" She only snorted and turned away.
Soul got up and ran a hand through his shocking white hair. He took a glance towards the clock and smiled. It was only 8:06. "Hey" "What?" Her tone came out a little harsh, he suspected it was the fact she had woken up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. "How about you go change into some weekend clothes and I'll make us some grub? Sound good?" Maka was taken back
"You're gonna cook? Soul, you can't even boil WATER and you expect me to let you cook breakfast? Are you sure you're not still half asleep or something?" Soul snarled, that was a little offensive, woman. "Just go…" "…..Fine" Well, at least she wasn't as gloomy as before.
Maka walked into her room and disappeared from Soul's sight. Once the albino made sure she was gone, he whipped out pancake batter and a frying pan. Flipping the pancakes, his thoughts traveled back to two days ago…
Soul sighed and stepped into their apartment, his meister following him closely behind. "Phew, man, I can't believe that blueberry beat us in basketball again, and he made us buy his dinner. Well, Kid bought it anyway…I didn't have any cash…" Not hearing a response from her, he turned to see sorrow filled eyes and frown.
Soul narrowed his eyes and advanced on Maka. "Hey, you seem down… what; did ya catch your bastard father with another woman again?" He waited three seconds, than crouched down to dwarf height, clutched his skull and waited.
No Maka-Chop?
He confusedly looked up and was greeted by a fake smile.
Maka smiled at him and walked into her room, locking the door. Leaving a very confused and slightly pissed off albino weapon in her living room. Sitting up and staring at where she had disappeared, he couldn't help but wonder; what the fuck just happened?
Not once, EVER, had Maka let him get away with something like that. He would know. He has said a lot of things to her just to make her mad, to check if everything was okay. But Maka had NEVER let him slide for as something as harsh as mocking her because of her papa. But then why did she just leave him here in the middle of confusion, and walk casually into her room as if he had said nothing at all.
Now, he knew something was wrong.
It all added up. He had seen slight changes in her behavior since last week, but he didn't suspect anything back then. He should have known better, Maka was very good at hiding her emotions. When she started changing her behavior, she became more gentle, soft and even apologized for hitting him on the head with a twelve inch thick dictionary a couple of times.
Unable to make sense of anything that had happened in the last ten minutes, Soul stumbled to his room and fell asleep.
Soul yelped when he felt a sharp pain on his right hand. He looked down and saw burnt flesh. He narrowed his eyes and eyed the skin.
"Soul?"
He turned to answer Maka's voice, seeing her in the doorway. Maka changed into green skirt and a shirt, saying 'Just like You and Me'. Her sneakers scrubbed up against the floor as she walked over to him. She took his burnt hand in her's and looked him straight in the eye. "Soul, where's the first aid kit?" Said albino pointed his good hand to the cabinet in the corner.
With a nod, she opened the cabinet and plucked out the first aid. Taking out the bandages, she eyed his burn and snorted, causing Soul to cough in reply. "Whats so funny?" "Huh? Oh…Nothing" She took his and he hissed. She muttered an apology, not looking him in the eye. They didn't talk while she was wrapping his hand. She didn't see the need to, and he just wanted her to finish.
"There, all done…" Maka let his hand drop to the side and turned her eyes to the stove.
"Soul…Their burning…"
"Huh?"
"The pancakes Soul…"
"…SHIT"
He made a beeline for the pan and yanked it off the hot surface. Staring at the contents in the metal, he fairly noted that it was a high possibility that they wouldn't be having breakfast that morning.
Soul sighed and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "How about we just go out to eat?" A moment of hesitation passed before he received a nodding reply. The albino walked into the living room, meister following, and picked up the skull shaped phone sitting on their coffee table. He was about to dial a number when he caught his partner's glare.
"What?"
"…Nothing"
Soul raised his eyebrows and Maka stiffened.
"….I just wanted to talk to you about…something…never mind"
With that, she stumbled into the hallway and hide inside her room or the 'Library' as Soul likes to call it. His eyebrows lowered and a concerned look crossed his face. Then, he dialed the number and lifted the phone to his ear.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Ri-"Yo Soul! My man! Whats up?"
Soul fidgeted and answered back quickly. "Hey Black*Star, Wanna see if you and Tsubaki can come out for brunch with me and Maka? Tried to make pancakes, and, you know how the rest goes…"
"Dude! You tried to make breakfast? You want to poison us all? Or do you want to do it so you can impress your meister…?"
Soul growled and was thankful for the loud slap he had heard on the caller's line. Tsubaki was listening, he suspected.
"Ugh fine, we're gonna go…" Black*Star mumbled "See ya in a half an hour"
"Right, later"
He put down the skull back into its place on the coffee table and walked into the hallway. Knocking on the wood door, Soul yelled "C'mon! We're gonna go hang with Black*Star and Tsubaki at Death Bucks, and if you don't hurry up, I'm gonna leave without yo-" He was cut short thanks to her door slamming him in the face as she walked calmly out.
Maka was standing over her weapon and looking at him coldly. He tried to pick himself up but fell back down on his rear. "Something wrong?" Her voice spoke, and Soul looked up to meet green fire.
Mood swings, she was having mood swings all the time. When she woke him up this morning she was hyped up and energetic. Then she got all angry and silent between the times where he broke the date to her and hurt himself. Now, she was cold and harsh, acting like a total bitch. Since this has been going on for about two weeks, Soul was pretty sure that she wasn't on her…monthly.
Sighing, the scythe finally and successfully got up and breezed past Maka into their half kitchen half living room. He plopped down on the couch and put his hands behind his head, closing his eyes. "Hey, go get ready;" He opened one eye to look at the clock…9:16 "We gotta meet with the others in about ten minutes"
"You Asshole! I am ready!"
Soul laughed
"Sure don't look like it"
Wrong move
"MAKA_CHOP!"
"FUCK-"
Maka flipped through the pages of her 'out of thin air' book, paying no attention to the words, her eyes were set on the suffering albino on the floor. "No cussing in this apartment, Soul" She raised the book and he cringed. "Unless you want another beat down" She threatened hard.
He was about to retort when, he decided, that he wanted to keep his life.
Soul stood up and took Maka's cold stare full on, like she had did his this morning, and yanked his jacket off of the coat hook. "Let's go" He mumbled darkly. Anymore mood swings today and he just might run away with Excalibur.
Sliding the black and yellow jacket on, he grabbed the front door handle and gave a longing glance towards his meister. Catching the hint, Maka pulled on her black hoodie, and followed Soul out the door.
SORRY I TOOK SO LONG *gets eaten*