L: Heyyyyy readers!
Soul: You are a horrible person!
L: Whyyyyy?
Soul: You totally left off on a bad part.
L: I knowwww, but I'm sooooo boooorrrred!
Soul: Tormenting your readers gives you enjoyment?
L: Sadly, yes, I'm a sadistic bitch.
Soul: *shakes head slowly* This uncool lady doesn't own Soul Eater
L: If I did Blackstar would have a brain!
COMMENT REPLYS! (Cause you know you love them.)
Deathfairy78: Me either, and yes he is.
Chiconmayarox: Cause I am evil.
Miss. ClosetOtaku98: I love you, stupid, happy now?
Nessie-boo: Hehe, thanks!
I am anonymous: Meanie! You made me cry! JK, I have no feelings. Well, thats just you, and you can say whatever you want, so it's fine.
HeavenlyAngel34: I feel like you've said that before...
Hitsugaya taicho: Wrong disease, but it's cool I'm not the only one that has different peoples in my head. Yay emo!
"You really are trying to kill me." I lean closer to her face until our noses are touching, and I can feel her fast breath on my lips as her bright emerald eyes widen. I then close the little distance between us as I press my lips onto hers.
I keep her held close to me, tightening my grip on her waist, cleverly restraining her arms in the process. I part my lips slightly to suck on Maka's lower lip. The surprising taste of apples fills my mouth. Somehow, the chibi-skull stays on her lips even as I lick off the sweet black lipstick. I nibble gently on her bottom lip, my sharp teeth not breaking her soft skin.
My teeth snap her out of her shocked trance. She pulls away, body trying to wriggle out of my grasp. Her lips pull away from mine, her bottom lip cleaned of most lipstick, top lip smudged and almost gray. She tries to catch her breath. "B-baka, wh-what do you think your doing?" She twists and turns madly next to my chest.
"Having a snack." I say, releasing her and steeling myself for a Maka-chop to the face. Instead, I receive a kick to the balls from her (apparently steel-toed) shoe.
Liz, previously gaping, takes a hissing breath in, and then releases it in a loud- "Ow, that has got to hurt."
She has no idea: I double over and fall on face. Adding insult to injury Maka stoops down to my level and gives me a deadly glare. "Black is really your color." She takes a finger, sweeping it over my bottom lip… almost sexily, and holds it next to her lip, the black lipstick covers the finger.
So now I'm wearing black lipstick, doubled over on the floor, with a sexy gothic Loli smirking at my humiliation and pain. She pops the finger in her mouth and licks it clean, walking away by stepping over me. Sexy bitch. I mutter in my mind.
~*:Maka's POV (Loli-chan~!):*~
What's wrong with me? I scream at myself in my mind. That's so unlike me! I'd never do anything that… sexy. I contemplate ripping my hair out while Patty, Liz and Tsubaki giggle about whatever-the-hell they talk about when I'm zoning-out.
That kiss. I stare out of my bedroom window, the bright sun's baritone laughing barely reaching me. Was so amazing… I lick my lips, the new coat of black lipstick still tastes like apples and blue raspberries. To fucking bad he had to say he was having a snack. I roll my eyes at him.
That baka really does something to my brain, it's like his kiss connected me to my sexy-complex. I think about how his tongue ran over my bottom lip. The only reason I didn't open my mouth for him was because I was paralyzed. I replay the kiss in my mind and I feel something turning around in my stomach. "Damn." I mutter.
Tsubaki looks over at me with something like fire in her eyes. "I respect you Maka!" She says, in a voice unlike her normal, sweet soprano. "I'd never have the guts to do that to Blackstar, and that baka really hurt me!" She clenches her pale hand into a fist.
I blink at her. Little-known fact about Tsubaki, despite her masochistic personality, is that she keeps a pile of metal, punk, and rock CD's under her pillow. She is also a very skilled fighter, but puts up with a hell of a lot of crap without much of a fight. So whenever she gets like this, she means business.
"I should have beaten the crap out of that little prick!" She cusses (completely not Tsubaki-like) and punches the air. "But now…" She sneaks a suggestive glance to Liz. "I have another idea…"
Liz raises a perfectly plucked eyebrow at this. "I'm so listening." She says, a slight smirk on her face at Tsubaki's sudden spine.
"Let's kill em' with sex-appeal!" She cheers, fist pumped in the air, indigo eyes blazing with black fire. "I mean; I have the chest! I'm hot, right?" She looks at us, and we nod in agreement. "Then Liz, work your sexy magic on me!"
Liz grins. "Well, Tsubaki, I'm glad your into it, because I've fixed up a dress just for you~" She pulls out a dress-bag from seemingly no-where. " And it's a little too hot for your normal self, but you seem pretty fired up."
I blink at this. Tsubaki is my best friend and she's always been a very quiet kind of girl. But it's more like: a lot to say, no one to say it to. I've also known her to be very kick-ass when she needs to be.
Tsubaki snatches the dress from Liz and struts to the bathroom, hips moving sexily and double D breasts bouncing slightly. "Thanks, Liz." She calls back to her.
Liz just laughs in reply, her aqua eyes locking on me. "Loli-chan, I fixed your dress up sexy too~" She says like a melody. "And then my dress was already sexy, and Patty is a bit too young for sex-appeal."
"Hey!" Patty giggles, punching her sister playfully. "I just hope you got me something crazy." She spins her finger by her head to accentuate her personality.
Liz nods, smirking lightly. "Neon yellow." She says. "Super kawaii~" Patty giggles as her sister tickles her stomach.
I roll my eyes at the sisters, and then it hits me like a fucking train. "SHIT! TODAY'S PROM!" I yelp, jumping up.
Liz grins and snickers at me. "Thanks, Capitan obvious." She says snarkly, brushing a bit of hair out of her face. "I've only known that since I started the DWMA with Kidd." She twists the bit of turquoise hair between her fingers.
I glare at her wordlessly. Damn, I need to learn sexy… I think my thoughts trailing back to Tsubaki's sexy strut out of the room that even made Maka stare. And I think I've found a tutor~ GO VERTEBRATE TSUBAKI! I cheer for her in my mind.
Speaking of, the reborn girl struts back in, a medium-length black dress with a cut down one leg, it ruffles out like a (and don't quote me on this name) tango dress. The inside fabric of the dress is midnight blue. The neckline of the strapless dress shows off a large amount of her milk cleavage, hugging her body to her hips and showing off her cream-colored legs that seemed to go for miles.
"So, what do you think?" She spins, and the dress flares out in a beautiful way that seems to melt like shadows. "Hot? Sexy?"
"Borderline illegal." Liz gapes. "Seriously, we should call the cops before you get raped." She laughs nervously. "Maybe I should sew up the cut-"
"No!" Tsubaki says firmly (for once) spinning again so the dress lifts again dangerously close to revealing her panties. "It's perfect for crushing Blackstar's stupid ego! And I have the perfect song to play at this dance!"
I feel my eye twitch. Despite my being dressed like a Goth; I'm not at all into emo music. Tsubaki, on the other hand, could drown herself in bands like MSI, NIN, and Avenged Sevenfold… I would know: I've listened to them with her, like a good friend. So her song choice might be borderline metal-screamo… yikes?
In the end, I'm glad she got fired up about something, even revenge.
I stand up and walk over to the girl, who is standing entirely straight and towers over me like you wouldn't believe. I look up into her blazing indigo eyes and ask with as much power as possible. "Teach me how to walk like that!"
~*:Soul's POV (Cause I enjoy not having to describe the girl's activities.):*~
I'm lying on my bed with an ice pack on my balls, trying to recover from Maka's kick before the dance. I really hope that girl understands how much this hurts. I growl in my head. If this screws up my dancing, I swear to god I'm going to pin her to a wall and fuck her brains out.
My plan, the secret plan I'm not going to tell you about (Me: BOOO! Soul: You're the one writing this) includes begin able to dance. And in the case that my plan fails, plan B is what I was just talking about.
I groan and flip over, knocking the icepack off the bed. I need to get up and get changed. I tell myself, despite my injury. Get your ass up! Come on Soul, cool guys can take a hit! With that thought I roll off the bed and trudge towards the closet, the ice helping a bit with the pain.
I grab out my tux and get into it as fast as I can manage. I figure I'd better break it in to be comfortable during Prom, where I'm either going to dance Maka into loving me like I love her, or pin her to a wall and at least make her understand…
Cool Soul: Good plan!
Nice Soul: You've got to be fucking kidding me, you moron!
Cool Soul: What? Either way he gets her.
Nice Soul: No, one way he gets her and the other he gets his ass kicked.
Cool Soul: …So we just go with plan B?
Nice Soul:* hits Cool Soul in the back of the head with a frying pan* You're the reason Maka kicked us in the balls.
I shake the conversation out of my head and decide firmly against plan B, because Nice Soul wasn't kidding when he meant get my ass kicked. In fact, I'm pretty sure if I even made a move like that on Maka, she'd kick her foot so far up my ass I'd have to get her shoe surgically removed.
I shudder at that and lay back on the couch with my monkey suit on. "Maka, would you like to dance?" I mutter into the empty room, luckily my voice is unheard by the laughing girls next-door. "Maka-would you like to dance?" I say lower. "Hey Maka, you look nice, care to dance?" I say politely. "So… Maka, want to dance?" I say too husky. "Oi, Maka, wanna dance?" I say, too loosely. "Dammit, Maka, just fucking dance with me!" I shout quietly and bury my face in my stupid pillow.
~*: Maka's POV (yayyyy):*~
I feel so abused! I've just been stripped of my clothing, yet again, and forced into my dress. Not to mention Liz painfully removing every bit of makeup she had so delicately applied just hours ago and replacing it with different makeup! DO I LOOK LIKE A DOLL? WELL? DO I?
I bite back a growl as I lay on my bed watching the other girls prancing around in their dresses. They look amazing, actually, no lie. I'm surprised Liz can actually do this without having our approval…
Patty is jumping up and down in a strapless dress the color of highlighters and lemons. The dress hugs her curves to her waist, where it ruffles out like a skirt to her mid-thigh. She has a neon pink stud-belt on her waist, pink fishnet tights, and a neon pink fedora with a neon yellow band. (Me: On a side note, I totally stole the basic design from GUMI's camellia outfit… Patty: LOL, Yays! I be a weaponloid!)
Liz is standing with Tsubaki, giggling at her sister and talking about how Tsubaki really should sew up the leg. She's wearing a teal-aqua dress that's just a bit more greenish than her streak. The fabric of the chest is tight and is held up by wrapping around her neck (Like a swim-suit, sorta.) it hugs her every curve but stops at her high-thigh and flairs out in a bit of a mermaid way. (Me: Jesus, I hate fashion designing without doodles!)
Tsubaki refuses Liz time after time, standing tall in her new black pumps (Liz's idea… how does she know our sizes?) while trying to fluff up her hair more in the mirror. She let Liz do her makeup, as she usually does, and of course she couldn't look better.
Liz redid my dress with her magical-ness. The now strapless dress pushes up my boobs (Maka: I have boobs! Take that universe~ Me: Lol, nice.) She gave me a cherry red choker. The dress's black still stops with my boobs, but now gives them more shape, and the dress now has a cherry red line down the middle, with a thin red bow right at the neckline. Where the fuck does Liz get the time to do this?
My makeup is back to regular, with slightly shiny peach lip-gloss and less eyeliner. The chibi skull took a while to take off, but it was worth it to get that stupid thing off my lip. Liz painted my nails red with scarlet nail tips, like a French manicure or whatever. A little black chibi skull on both pinkies. You have to admit, the Shinigami-style skulls are super kawaii.
I roll my eyes at the girls and try to remember what Tsubaki taught me just an hour ago. I finally managed to swish my hips without looking stupid, and I can walk in my new black heels, though they're actually not that high.
I look pretty, my hair has been straightened and my bangs are swept over a little. I bite my bottom lip and chew it softly while I think about tonight. I should just ignore Soul, teach him not to treat me like a toy… wonderful example, letting these girls dress me up and down all day.
But whatever, tonight is gonna be great! Tsubaki finally stepping up to the plate, and I'm gonna show Soul that I'm not just someone to mess with. I grin up at the ceiling, listening to the clock tick by, waiting for it to strike 8.
L: Now for some questions!
Maka: Oh, joy.
L: Is chrona a boy or girl?
Maka: o.O idk.
L: Do you like Tsubaki this way?
Maka: HELL YEAH!
L: LizXKidd?
Maka: uhhhhh...
L: Any other couples? COMMENT PLEASE, and answer please.