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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Fiction
SunshinGirl09
Maka
"Tsubaki..." I started. "I don't think it's supposed to look like this.
We both glanced down into the bowl where we'd taken turns stirring the contents.
The chunky, brown mess wasn't looking any smoother.
"More cocoa powder?" Tsubaki suggested, questioningly.
I blinked a few times, not really sure. Baking was my thing but I'd never made homemade chocolate before. I thought that this was the kinda of stuff they did only in movies for Valentines Day. Normal people went out and bought chocolates wrapped in fancy foil.
"Um...sure." I answered.
We were both covered in flour and our hands were coated in the browns stickiness that was supposed to turn into chocolate.
I used my elbows to more of the cocoa powder in, trying no to get all the nastiness from my hands all over the bottle. I wasn't sure that even I wouldn't want to eat these. The puke like shape was enough to put my appetite off.
"I can't give this to Soul." I informed Tsubaki. "One, that'd be like shouting out 'I like you' and two, if it's awful, which it probably will be, I'm never gonna hear the end of it from him!" I released my hands from the beater, flailing them as if I was drowning.
Tsubaki giggled.
"Maka, he probably already knows you like him." She remarked, shaking her head and focusing on the bowl again.
I squinted.
"Oh yeah?" I challenged.
"The way you two bicker, it's like an old, married couple." She explained. "You guys are always at the same pace even though you're fighting."
I pondered over the idea, liking the sound of the 'same pace' but not liking the 'old married couple'.
"Ehh..." I moaned. "I can't even deal with him anymore."
We both returned to the bowl, still trying to smooth out the mix.
When we finished with that, we tried our best at tempering it. It was one of the hardest things I'd ever done. It looked easy but getting it to look right was really difficult. Actually it was incredibly difficult, probably because I hadn't done it before.
Tsubaki and I looked down at the mess we'd just made, rubbing the backs of our necks. We then looked at each other and shrugged. Oh well.
We poured the chocolate into molds and then put them into the freezer to harden. Once they were all in the freezer we looked at the mess again, laughing at how ridiculously bad we were at making homemade chocolate.
"God...we suck." I said clicking my tongue.
We put the radio on by the stove in my kitchen while we began to clean up.
Because it was Valentine's Day, I figured my Papa would be out and about chasing after girls, so it would be okay to make chocolates and make a mess out of the kitchen. I did not expect him to come home.
"MAKAAA!" I heard his loud voice ring through the apartment and raised an eyebrow.
He was not out raping women?
"Papa...why are you here?" I asked innocently from the kitchen, Tsubaki next to me, engulfed in our mess.
He sighed as if thinking about it.
"Nooo." He argued. "I was buying you something."
I tried to remember the last time he skipped women to buy me something.
From behind his back he pulled out a heart shaped box, on the front crappily written in Sharpie was my name.
My eyes bulged. My dad bought me something for Valentine's Day? Was the sky purple?
Tsubaki shifted uncomfortably next to me, unsure of what to say.
I stepped forward and took the box.
"Thanks, Papa!" I exclaimed, taking the box, hoping a thong didn't happen to pop out like the last present he had gotten me.
"I see you have friends over." Papa acknowledged Tsubaki. I was about to tell him not to pounce on her but he was already leaving. What the heck was wrong with him today? I seriously wondered.
Tsubaki and I finished cleaning up the mess and by the time we were done the chocolates were finished cooling off.
Together, we opened the freezer, icy air and mist touching our faces, revealing out chocolates. They turned out to be...extremely lumpy.
"I don't think they're supposed to be chunky." I mumbled.
Why did it turn out like this?
Tsubaki shrugged.
"What it looks like doesn't matter, but the taste does." She commented.
My eye twitched.
"Tsubaki, something looking like that can't possibly taste good." I replied.
She didn't answer, smiling. Then she removed them from the freezer and started packing them in the paper bags we prepared.
"Tsubaki?" I wondered.
"Well we gotta hurry so we're not late." She said, pointing towards the clock which read almost noon.
"Oh dear god..." I mumbled, not realizing it took us two hours to make those.
We packed the chocolates and ran out the door. We had to bolt in order to catch the Saturday morning bus.
Everyone was meeting at the park today and Kid and Liz said they'd bring lunch. I doubted Soul and Black Star would bring anything useful because Tsubaki and I were also hauling along a blanket for everyone to sit on.
On the bus, I nervously looked down at the chocolates, wondering why on earth we were bringing them and not stopping somewhere quick to pick up ones from the store. I tried to reassure myself by thinking Soul and I weren't alone so maybe he wouldn't put all the blame on me for the awful chocolates.
We arrived at the park and saw Kid and Liz waving at us atop the hill, Patty suddenly tagging along behind them. Soul or Black Star weren't in sight. But, the hill was looking absolutely gorgeous and the weather was pretty nice for February. Around 65 degrees. My sweatshirt comfortable matched the weather.
Tsubaki and I laid out the blanket and Kid and the Thompson sisters joined us.
"Where are Soul and Black Star?" Tsubaki inquired, looking at Kid and Liz.
Liz shrugged.
"I thought they w-" She was cut off by a signature 'YAHOO!'
"I think some people just arrived." I stated, turning around to see Soul and Black Star, striding toward us. Soul wearing jeans and a wife beater, a baseball cap top it off. Black Star wore the same, minus the hat.
My sweatshirt was now becoming too hot all of a sudden.
"Yo, Worm!" Soul greeted me and from behind his back he pulled out a basketball. "Anyone up for a game?" He gestured towards the stone basketball court at the bottom of the hill.
I'd never played basketball and wasn't interesting in Soul further harassing me more than usual.
"Aw come on, asshole."I argued. "I came to eat...food."
Soul shrugged.
"How about a game first?" He looked at everybody else.
What? Soul rejecting food? For something like basketball? This was..
Everyone else seemed up for it so I couldn't argue now. All I could do is pout the whole trip down the hill to the court.
"Come on, flat lands." Soul addressed me. "When you're mad your face gets more screwed up than usual."
I was about to tear him apart when he suddenly took off his baseball cap and stuffed it on my head, examining it. Then he turned it so it was backwards.
"There." He said. "Now you're game. C'mon, I'll even let you be on my team." He smirked turning around, while I angrily followed him over there and we divided into teams.
It was Soul, Me, Patty and Liz versus Kid, Black Star and Tsubaki.
"But that's uneven." I informed Soul. "Perfect, so I can leave."
Soul grabbed my collar, addressing everyone, "It's okay, Maka here counts as a negative one on the team so we're even."
Black Star burst into a fit of laughter and I almost tackled him. Kid seemed highly annoyed by the fact that the teams weren't even but Liz was able to calm him down, along with Patty. They both seemed to know his disorder back and forth now.
"I'll show you negative one." I muttered under my breath, pissed.
At the start of the game, I was very confused because people on opposite teams were passing the ball to each other but once it happened a few more times I realized it wasn't much and just happened to happen. And once I got used to the game, my analytical mind taking in everything, I knew what to do.
Black Star was about to go for a slam dunk but I reached up and tapped the ball out of his hands and bolted down the court, dribbling. Now, my dribbling kind of sucked but managing not to double dribble plus my speed helped. However, my shot was great.
I chucked the ball into the hoop with force, blinking. Then I turned around, realizing I just went totally hardcore, all out.
I could've sworn I heard Soul mutter, "Legendary Maka for nothing". No one else would understand that.
He came over and fist bumped with me.
"Okay, so you're not as much of a NAF as I thought." He said.
I stuck my tongue out at him. Not wanting to inform him that my brain was really doing most of the work.
Liz
"Liz, pass!" Kid called to me.
I tossed the ball over to him and tried not to think that just last night we kissed. I wasn't sure if Patty knew or not. She didn't seem to notice our strange behavior but I was still suspicious. She could be sneaky if she wanted to.
But Kid. Damn. For such a pretty, rich, spoiled brat he knew how to kiss a girl. I still didn't know how to react. Did this mean we were going out? After what he said to me? It could've. But that would be weird, going out and living at the same house.
Of course, the fact the we were living in the same house probably meant that something was bound to happen between us. I didn't know it'd be like this. Not that I minded. However, he was shorter than me. But I thought that I was the only one who understood him. I know his OCD now better than anyone else now and I can help him much better than others.
I glanced over at Maka and Soul and realized something. They were always on the same wavelength and although he acted like he hated her, he was always hovering over her, stepping slightly ahead of her when walking. She was too engrossed in their conversations to ever notice. It almost looked like he was in constant bodyguard mode.
They needed to go out soon. Honestly. It was like they were made for each other. Soul mates.
"Liz!" The ball crashed into my forehead and the next thing I knew, Kid and Patty were both hovering over me. Kid's lips were much too close to mine for comfort. If they lingered there any longer...
I pushed myself to sit up, dazed.
"Sorry guys..." I mumbled. "Zoned out there."
Maka appeared next to me nodding.
"Probably because you're so hungry." She remarked suggestively, motioning towards the top of the hill.
"Ughh fine we can eat, fat ankles." Soul said. "Well, I'm hungry anyway."
Maka looked down at my extremely skinny ankles, not really angered because well...her ankles weren't fat.
"Running out of insults!" She cried, chasing after Soul up the hill.
I chuckled. They needed to end up together.
Kid's warm hand suddenly appeared by my face and I took it and he pulled me up, our eyes locking as if both reminiscing over the kiss. Then we broke our stares and silently walked up the hill.
Soul
I ducked out of the way, assuming Maka's fist would be flying towards my face sometime soon. I was close, her foot.
She slipped suddenly because her foot, that was supposed to connect with my head, landed on the blanket and the blanket slid against the grass, therefore pushing Maka forward.
I reached to catch her but only managed to fall down with her.
"Ugh." She moaned.
That was when I realized that she smelled good. Fuck. I mean...whatever.
I rolled off her and she sat up dizzily.
"Geez." She mumbled.
I rolled my eyes.
"Let's not forget the one who tried to kick me and slipped." I told her.
We then both looked down and I realized I was still gripping her wrist. Then I suddenly let go.
"Just give me my hat back." I told her but she held it down.
"No." She argued. "Now that you insulted my ankles you're not getting it back."
"Stubborn." I muttered but then realized that everyone was watching us fight.
"Yo lovebirds," said Liz. "Can we eat?"
Of course she completely neglected the fact that Tsubaki and Black Star were holding hands and playing with each others hair because she was calling Maka and I lovebirds while they were ... yeah.
The food was all laid out on the blankets and damn I was hungry. Liz's sandwiches were amazing. Brie and Ham on french bread? Freaking amazing. Of course being the fat ass I am, I had chips to go along with it.
Basically we were all pigging out.
Even Maka. I knew she wasn't anorexic anymore but fuck...she could eat. And for some reason I kinda liked that.
"Crap..." Liz muttered.
"What is it?" Maka questioned, swallowing a bit of bread.
"I forgot to bring drinks." Liz answered, frowning as she searched through the basket that she, Kid and Patty brought.
Everyone moaned.
"C'MON SIS!" Patty bellowed. "Geeeez. Forgetting the drinks. Tsk. Tsk." But Patty's cheeks were rosy and she was smiling like crazy so the lecture seemed more like a ...suggestion?
Maka only laughed.
"Oh it's fine." She said. "I can quickly run a few blocks to go get some drinks."
The girls stood up and I wondered what the hell was wrong with everyone. Allowing her to go alone?
"Well, I'll go with." I spoke up, not really fancying the idea of Maka wandering around alone, though I was sure she did it a lot. "I know that weakling over there can't carry back seven drinks by herself.
Maka narrowed her eyes, as if not believing the reason.
"Tch." Was her only reply.
We walked down the hill and onto the sidewalk, heading for the downtown area to see if there was some sort of convenience store or something like that. She probably knew where she was going.
"Soul you don't have to." She grumbled.
"Have to what?" I questioned, confused.
"Come with." She answered. "I'm perfectly able to pay by myself."
So that's what this was about.
Her speed increased and I jogged to catch up with the hormonal girl.
"That's not it..." I growled back, annoyed that she would think that way.
Maka stopped walking, catching me by surprise.
"Oh yeah? Then why?" She loudly asked, staring me straight in the face. Her green eyes...
I flung my hands up, not wanting to deal with her.
"I don't know." I remarked, an eyebrow raised. "Now hurry up, slowpoke."
I tugged at her elbow, trying to keep my cool with her.
We stopped at a small store a few blocks from the park. I opened the door for her.
"Ladies first." I told her.
She scowled at me.
Maybe I shouldn't have sarcastically said that. Eh. Too fucking bad that I was just a sarcastic guy.
Maka
Soul offered to pay part of it but I refused to let him and when he accepted so easily, I wondered why he was actually here.
We walked out, with a bag full of fruity drinks. I turned to him with curiosity.
"Soul why did you come?" I asked him, trying to get him to stop. I had to grab him to get him to come back with me.
"What do you mean?" He inquired.
"You didn't have to." I shifted my weight, making it clear I could easily carry the bag of drinks.
Soul rolled his eyes up to the sky, annoyed.
"Because you're weak." He repeated.
I refused to accept that as an answer and held up the grocery bag so he could see that I was having no problems.
"Obviously not." I answered.
Soul's eyes flashed angrily.
"Not like that." He argued, taking me by surprise and grabbing my shoulders, pulling me around to a secluded corner, pushing me up against a wall.
My eyebrows furrowed, confused by his actions.
"What would you do in this situation?" he questioned, now holding my wrists with a very tight grip.
Well, if it were anyone but him I would've beat them up but now that I was looking at Soul more intently, I started to realize where he was getting at. He didn't think that I could protect myself.
I tried to prove him wrong by attempting to break free but it was seemingly impossible.
Soul said nothing but was still looking at me seriously.
"I would...fight..." I trailed off when his red eyes were caught up with my green ones.
Looking at him, so serious, so worried...it made my knees weak. They gave out and the bag of drinks dropped to the ground.
Soul's hands moved from my wrists to my back pulling me upwards so I didn't hit the ground, however, before I knew it, the space between our faces was closed. Soul's lips tasted the same but now there was a fire inside of my body that was blazing, making me even more weak.
I clutched onto his arms, feeling myself almost too weak to stand and his grip around my waist and back became more supportive.
Our lips worked together and I realized this might've been the best feeling I had ever experienced.
All I could think about was Soul. Soul. Soul.
"S-Soul..." I stammered as our lips parted and I gripped onto his arm, almost falling again.
"Easy there, Worm." Soul told me, steadying my body so I didn't collapse.
"Th-the drinks." I motioned downwards and he picked them up and took my arm, taking me out from the corner that we were once secretly enclosed in.
We started walking back to the park and all I could think about was how could he not be my boyfriend? He already kissed me twice and showed his overly-protective side...I seriously did not understand this boy.
When we returned, Tsubaki must've noticed I was beet red because she giggled, but tried to stifle it.
We sat down and awkwardly handed out the drinks and that's when Tsubaki pulled out the chocolates, passing them out.
I buried my face.
"You made these?" Soul's smug face appeared close to mine with the disfigured chocolate in his hand.
Bastard. Acting like nothing happened.
"And Tsubaki." I had to make sure that she got some of the hate too.
"But you were probably in charge." Soul protested.
Everyone laughed. Except me. I wasn't laughing.
A minute ago I was picturing Soul being my husband. Now I was picturing him as my slave.
"Just...shut up and eat it." I growled at him.
Soul started to pray before he popped it into his mouth, chewing.
One eyebrow was raised and he had a perplexed expression.
"Soul? You look confused." Tsubaki observed.
"Yeah." Soul said in between chews. "This shit actually tastes really good."
Author's Note: OHHHHHHHH It's getting hot between Maka and Soul. Can anyone predict what'll happen next? ;) IT'S SUMMMMMERRR! Ayaaa...review? Pleaseee