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Maka anxiously pushed her way through the mob of students to the exit of the school. Soul was outside, waiting for her. He had his usual gang of females hanging all over him and basically molesting him. Okay, maybe molesting isn't quite the word...but they WERE flirting maliciously. Of course, Blondie, whose real name is apparently May, was in the middle and hanging over him the most. Soul's eyes met Maka's and he grinned, pushing through the multitude of girls to get to her.

"Hey, Maka, you ready to go?" he asked. The crowd immediately hushed and stared in awe at the two. Maka rolled her eyes at the several gasps that came from several mouths and nodded. They made their way to his car and took one last look around at all the jealous girls and then drove away. Soul sighed and glowered at the road ahead of them.

"Is there something wrong?" Maka asked. He shrugged.

"I just hate it how those girls look at you I guess. It's like you're a piece of toast that's black on the outside and mushy on the inside," he said. Maka raised an eyebrow.

"I'm...toast?" she catechized, laughing a little. He nodded.

"it's just a metaphor. You use them all the time, remember?" he said, scratching the back of his neck. Maka looked out the window.

"Yeah, I remember," she said, "but it's just a little weird to hear them come from your mouth, as you did say once that metaphors are useless and stupid."

"Well, get over it," he grumbled. Maka sighed, seeing that he wanted to be right this time and let him. There wasn't much to be said, really. It wasn't like there was a specific reason to be quarreling, so she let it go, even though she really wanted to fight back.

"I have to stop at the store and pick up some wine from the vintner," Soul said, turning into an empty parking lot to a run-down grocery store.

"You can stay here or come with; I don't really care," he said. Maka stood up to come with; she felt like she might get mugged by the guy in the trench coat and fedora if she stayed. They walked into the store and looked around as the bell above the door chimed to let the old, wrinkled man at the counter know they were coming in. Maka shivered as she felt a draft hit her. It was quite a small and unnerving place, she realized as she followed Soul to the very back counter and watched as he rang the bell.

An even older man appeared and smiled weakly at Soul. "Why, Soul-kun! I haven't seen ye in ages! How's ye mother doing?" he asked. Soul smiled back.

"She's great. We'll have the usual, please," he said. The old man eyed him and me.

"I don't know if I can sell to two youngins like ye," he said, scratching his chin and tapping his fingers on the counter. Soul gave him a bright smile.

"Oh, c'mon, you know my mother. You know that I don't drink," he laughed. The old guy chuckled softly with him.

"Well...alright. But don't go blabbin' to the old geezer at the checkout. He's been on my tail ever since ye and ye mother came in last and nearly sold us out," he chuckled. Maka looked down at her shoes and said nothing. Soul smiled again and took the bottle from the man's shaky hands.

"Thanks for ye expenditure!" he shouted as they started to walk out. Then they made their merry way out of the store with one last goodbye to the old man and a suspicious look from the checkout guy. As Maka and Soul walked back to the car and sat down, Soul shoved the wine in the back seat.

"She wants it for a party," he said, shrugging and starting the car up. Maka nodded as the car pulled out of the parking lot and started to drive away. It was a beautiful day; Soul didn't understand why he had to spend it studying, and doing so with Maka just made it worse because of her constant nagging! There weren't many words exchanged between the two until they finally arrived at Soul's house and placed the bottle of wine in the fridge.

The two sat down on the couch and stared at each other uneasily until Maka finally ripped her textbook from her book bag and opened it to the correct page. Soul did the same, copying what Maka was doing, and took out the rubric they were given for the project.

"So," he said, looking over to Maka, "which mythological creature are we doing?" Maka shrugged.

"Maybe we could go for the minotaur?" she suggested.

"Nah, everyone will be doing the minotaur. How about Cerberus?" he asked. Maka stuck her tongue out.

"I like Empousa better."

"Okay, well how about Medusa? She's creative."

"Not really."

"Well what do you want, then?"

"I want the Gorgons. They are truly amazing. I mean, they're just like Medusa, only they are sisters and are way more creative. Also, it won't seem like we're just taking the nurse's name and using it for our project. I mean, how annoying would that be?" she said. Soul stared blankly at her.

"I wanna do Nessus. He's awesome, and I'm not doing the project on some stupid sisters. Come ooooon, Nessus!" he whined. Maka rolled her eyes and gave in.

"Fine. We'll do Nessus, happy?" she smirked. He nodded and grabbed his laptop from the coffee table in front of the couch they were sitting on. They researched Nessus together and started to take notes about everything they could possibly find. Maka ensured him that as long as they did that, there was no way that could get lower than an A on the project. Besides the presentation, of course. But then, they started getting off track...

"How come your mom is never home? She was always here when we were dating," Maka asked, tilting her head. Soul avoided her eyes and shrugged.

"Work. Boyfriend. Shopping," was all he said in return. She cocked an eyebrow at him.

"No, really. What happened?" she queried. He sighed and looked at her this time.

"She left, okay? She said she went on vacation, and then she never came back. Happy?" he fumed. Maka blushed at her own vulgarity and stuttered.

"Sorry. It's just...my dad's all fucked up now and he's always at work, you know that, and he still believes that she's coming back, but...I don't think so..." he sighed and rubbing his face. Maka put a hand on his shoulder and rubbed it.

"So the wine was for...?"

"My dad," he finished. "He has a drinking problem now." Maka nodded and contemplated whether she should even consider hugging him or not. When Soul opened his arms for her, she knew the answer and quickly obeyed, throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly. She heard him sniffle a bit, and wanted to go: AWWWWW but couldn't for the sake of his manhood.

"This...is so...uncool..." he whimpered into her hair. She rubbed his back.

"Enough tears! We have a project to do and your stupid mother isn't going to stop us from doing it!" she suddenly exclaimed, pulling away from him. He nodded and looked up, his tears already gone and his voice not shaky anymore.

"Thanks, Maka," he muttered, forcing a smile onto his lips. Maka smiled back and thrust a pencil into her partner's hand.

"Now let's get to it!"

Awww how sweet was that? :'3 NOW DON'T YOU DARE say that it was OOC because EVERYONE cries. EVERYONE. By the way, I now have a word of the day calendar! :D Today's word was vintner. I used it in the story. XD Anywhore, thanks for reading! :DD Review, follow, or favourite for a SHOUT-OUT!