One book in one year, written about your partner. Game on. Oh wait, they're writing about you too. [SoMa, TsuStar, KidLiz]

Rated M for Mature content

Genre: Romance, Suspense

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Maka

Soul removed his hands from my eyes once we were out of earshot of my dad and his two new lady friends.

"Sorry." He quickly murmured.

"It's fine," I whispered back, as we walked to the market. My stomach growled. "Wanna get food instead?"

For the first time in a while, Soul smirked.

"There's one thing we agree on, Worm." He answered, taking the lead by taking a left.

"Worm?" I demanded.

"Yeah." He responded, taking another turn. "Short for book worm."

I rolled my eyes. It was better than flatlands.

While we walked though, I felt incredibly awkward in my big cape and scythe so I took off the cape, revealing my uniform and draped it over the weapon so I appeared less weird in a crowd of people.

"Where are you going?" I asked him as we got closer to the market.

"Unagi." He remarked.

I folded my arms, walking behind him. Eel. It was really good but also expensive. I wasn't in the mood to pay for expensive food but I was really hungry.

Soul stopped at a stand, followed by me.

"Hey Akira!" He greeted the chef who smiled in return.

"Yo, Soul, what up? What'll it be...this late?"

"Mmm...I'm thinking two eels over rice?" He looked at me as if he were going to ask my opinion.

"Girlfriend?" Akira motioned to me.

Soul was taking a sip of water, while sitting on a stool and nearly fell and spit out the contents in his mouth.

"God no!"

I slapped his arm taking the seat next to him angrily, smiling though.

"Partners..." I cut in.

Akira gave another grin.

"Nice," he said, turning to make our broiled unagi.

Soul

I was trying as hard as I could to be nice to Maka but she didn't seem as flustered as I thought she'd be over her dad. Was she really that used to it? The thought was sickening. I was also trying to hide my frustration with my parents and everything along with that and it was difficult but for some reason when I was around Maka it wasn't so hard.

Akira passed us our bowls of broiled unagi over steaming rice and it was appetizing.

Maka blankly stared at hers for a couple of seconds.

"Are you gonna-"

"Yes!" She cut me off smiling brightly. Well that wasn't going to fucking fool me either.

She picked up her chopsticks and ate.

"Itadakimasu!"

I started to eat also and it was a really good meal. Maka and I hardly spoke to each other either.

Finally, for the bill.

Maka sensed it to and pulled out her sorry wallet and looked at a few bills.

"I got it." Being rich did have its advantages.

"Thanks."

Being nice was too goddamn hard. So I thought it best not to speak.

When we walked up and started to leave we both felt an awkward tension. Where was Maka supposed to stay tonight? She was probably thinking she was going home but I don't think she wanted that. Neither did I.

"Do you need to go to Tsubaki's or anything?" I asked, trying to be cool by sticking my hands in my pockets.

"Well..." Maka pondered. "I want to but she always avoids having people come over."

"Ugh. Fuck." I groaned.

Maka looked at me, standing under the streetlamp, her tiny face illuminated.

"What?" She wondered.

"Where you going to sleep...home?" I inquired, trying to hide the concern.

"No...probably a park bench or something." She mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

How can she fucking say that say calmly?

"A goddamn park bench...real safe, Maka!" I spat at her.

She was surprised that I actually used her real name.

"Well where else...I don't have any other friends besides Tsubaki!"

I scoffed, removing my hands from my pockets and balling them into fists.

"Then what am I?" I demanded.

She blinked...taking a while to realize what I had just said.

"Would you...?"

"Hurry up and follow or I'll leave you behind." I threatened, turning on my heel and starting to leave. What the fuck was I getting myself into?

Tsubaki

If I had known Black Star would follow me home I'd never had gone home. And I knew he wasn't following me just because he was high off of sugar because he faked that so I'd think he'd lost his edge in stalking me. However, by now, as I was turning onto my street, it was too late to turn back. Actually it was extremely hard to detect he was following me at first, which was abnormal but a few minutes ago I saw a flash of blue hair go behind a tree along with footsteps.

I had to shake him somehow. I wasn't in the mood to let him meet my brother.

"Black Star. Come out."

Silence.

"I know you're there."

More silence.

"God dammit Black Star, get over here!" I bellowed, turning around, my head snapping in his direction.

Finally he gave up and came out.

"What gives Tsubaki...I almost succeeded!" Black Star complained, coming out from hiding and walking towards me.

"You can't follow me home!" I argued. "Seriously it's not funny."

"Tsubaki..." Black Star mumbled.

"Please just leave..." I said, hoping it was quick because I felt like crying. I really liked my partner and wanted to hang out with him instead of going home but I had to make the right choice. For Black Star's and my sake.

A tear streamed down my cheek.

"O-Okay!" Black Star remarked. "Just don't cry alright?"

He was freaking out at the sight of tears and backed away slowly.

Guys really didn't know what to do with a girl crying.

Good thing he was starting to leave too because my house was only a few houses away.

I turned and walked in the opposite direction towards my door, reaching it within a minute, inhaling deeply before entering.

"Where the fuck have you been?" My brother's spit touched my face. "You're late!"

I was trying to think about how to deal with him and explain before he raised his fist but it was too late. It was already in preparation for a punch.

"Fuck you, little sis."

Crunch.

I felt little pain though. At first I thought maybe I was becoming immune to his abuse but when I opened my eyes I realized I was behind shielded by a short blue haired person who held my brother's fist in his hand.

"You better think twice before touching my friend." He growled.

Oh my god.

Maka

I cannot explain how awkward it was walking into Soul's house. It was incredibly large, mansion size and very dark. But that was because there weren't any lights on. His house was hard to explain. It seemed to have a dark humor about it that much reminded me of Soul. A little lolita style too.

"My family's asleep...so be quiet." Soul informed me.

I nodded silently, following him up some dark steps.

"Soul!" I spotted a piano while we walked up.

"Yeah? It's a piano so what?" He remarked.

"But you play..." I countered.

"And everyone in this house is sleeping." He replied, guiding me up the dark steps.

We got to his room and I awkwardly paused.

"I can just sleep right here." I pointed to the ground by the door.

Soul chuckled.

"Now a guy can't be that rude to a lady on a sleepover." He stepped towards me cornering me, coming close in the dark, allowing me to get his scent which was not in the least bit bad either.

I was getting nervous now. What had I gotten myself into?

"You know what I must do." He continued in a rough voice.

"W-What?" I stammered, feeling hot suddenly at his close proximity.

He stepped back and something hit me in the face.

"Give you a pillow of course. I'm not that mean." Soul flashed one of his signature toothy smirks.

My heart finally calmed down when I realized he wasn't going to rape me.

"And I'm not letting you sleep outside my damn door." He said. "Sorry how uncomfortable it may be but I'm not having my fucking mom walk down the hall in the morning and find a girl sleeping outside my door. The probably won't look good."

"Wouldn't she check on you in the morning?" I questioned.

"Tch. Hell no."

"Well that makes two of us."

I closed his door putting my stuff down and laying down his pillow, pulling my cape over me as a blanket. Soul just sat on his bed, hands on knees in deep that.

"Aren't you going to bed?" I asked.

"I don't really sleep." He answered, not looking at me.

"Gee," I responded. "Guess we really have more in common than I thought."

Soul laughed sarcastically.

"Yeah well I'd never thought I'd be having a nice little 'sleepover' with you."

As he said that I reminded myself that I was in a boys room. At night. WHAT THE FUCK? I of all people should know this doesn't end well.

Soul saw my uneasiness.

"Maka...I'm not going to hurt you."

There was a soft moment between the two of us and he quickly added, "Because sorry but no one would want to rape a person with a body like yours."

I made sure to throw some random object from the floor at him.

"Thanks..."

I don't think he understood that I really meant it though.

Soul

Maka fell asleep much faster than I expected. From what she said, I figured she'd be up all night, which would be awkward, but the fact that she was asleep in my room, trusting me to sleep in my room, was more awkward.

I could say she looked peaceful in her sleep but not really. Most of the time her face was twisted into a grimace or some look of discomfort. She seemed to be having nightmares and I started to wonder if that was normal.

Then I mentally slapped myself for caring so damn much.

There was a sense of calm that came over me though with her in the room and I felt like I was going to get a good nights sleep.

And I did.

Tsubaki

"You wanna fight!" Black Star challenged my brother. "I'll teach you to not hurt her again! Maybe I'll break a bone in your body for every bruise she's gotten from you, huh?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Don't fight!" I begged pulling him away from my brother, but they both ignored me and started to death glare each other.

They both raised their fists ready to punch each other.

"S-Stop!" I shrieked. Tears free falling from my eyelids. "Please."

"Wh-Why are you crying again?" Black Star stuttered, in the same situation once again.

I tried to wipe the saltwater away but it just kept coming.

"I don't want any fighting." I explained, water blinding me.

Black Star cast a look towards my brother then suddenly grabbed me by the arm and dragged me away.

"B-Black Star." I protested.

But we were already on my street, with my brother calling from the door frame, pissed as hell.

"He's making you cry...so we're going away." Black Star was blunt with his words.

But they warmed my heart.