Chapter 2 is up!
\disclaimer- I don't own soul eater.
On with the story.
Soul yawned and opened his red eyes. He felt feather light touches trace the slightly visible lines of his barely noticeable patterns of his six pack abs on his chest. He looked down at Maka. She didn't notice he was awake for about five seconds. She felt eyes on her and she looked up. "Hello" she whispered. "Good morning" he said with a smile. Then, their eyes locked on each other. "Soul?"
Now or never. He thought.
He sat up, with her still in his arms from the night from before. "Maka." He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. She didn't push him away or anything, he peaked a bit through his one eye. Her eyes were closed too. Oh, thank god.
He slowly wrapped his arms around her waist, nothing else; he didn't want to freak her out, or anything.
After about thirty seconds he un-wrapped his arms from around her waist. Then he ended the kiss. When he looked at her face, she was smiling. Then she did something totally un-expected. She threw her arms around him and hugged him. He held her while she had her arms around his neck.
She finally let go and she said. "Soul, thank you." She got up and turned to him and asked. "I'm going to go make myself some eggs. Do you want me to make you some?" or are you going to have some cereal?" he sat there dumbfounded for a minute, then got up and walked out with her. "I'm just going to have some cereal."
Maka cooked her eggs while Soul poured himself some fruit-loops. She sat down across from him. "So, why did you kiss me?" He blushed a bit and looked away. "Well… I… Ummm." But she didn't need an answer to know why. "Soul, do you like me?"
"No"
"What?" She felt like her heat was ripped in two, until.
"I love you." He blurted still looking away.
They finished their breakfast and stood up and washed their dishes and put them away. Soul noticed Makas hair was down. He reached out and touched the tan-ish locks." Soul what are you doing?" He took the lock of hair and twirled it between his fingers.
"You look better with your hair down." He patted the piece of hair back into place, and kissed her fore head. "I need to show you something. Close your eyes, and concentrate." She did so. He placed his hands on her cheeks and closed his eyes.
* * * In souls head * * *
Maka looked around the small red and black parlor, and spotted Soul sitting at the piano. He was still wearing only his baggy Pj pants. She looked down and she was still wearing her icy blue night gown. She walked over to the piano and stood by soul. And listened to him play.
This sing wasn't the usual dark, sad song. This one was, well... lovely. It was happy and colorful. But towards the end it got slightly sad. When the piece was finished. Soul said, still looking at the piano keys. "I wrote that song about you, Maka."
"Awww, how cute."
The imp was standing in a doorway that had just appeared out of nowhere. The imp was about three feet taller than Soul and he was about, half a foot taller than Maka. Then the imp sneered. "I'm afraid; these types of things just don't last long." The imps arm stretch out and took hold of Makas waist, then it retracted. Maka struggled in his grip while the imp held her in place at the waist.
"Soul help!"
The red imp ran down the stair, with Maka in his oversized hand. "Maka!" He jumped up from the piano and followed his down the stairs. As the door shut behind him, he thought to himself. I promised myself I wouldn't let this happen. The stairs finally lead to a dark stone hallway. He saw a shadow dance down one hall and went after it.
*Maka and the imp*
"Let me go, now!" she screamed against his grip on her. "Not today princess." He snickered. She knew it was useless to try to escape. "What is this place anyway?" about a minute later, the imp answered. "This is my part of souls mind. My domain, and as long as you two are in it. You are both powerless."
The two came to a wooden door that was labeled Makas room. The door swung open to reveal a room furnished with red carpet and black striped walls. The room had a king sized bed with a black silk afghan. The imp threw her down on the bed.
He stood by the door and said. "This will be your room, while you are here. This is your own part of Souls mind. The section he made especially for you. You are free to walk around while here. But don't go down the flight stairs a few doors down. There are some dark things that shouldn't be awakened." He left a sheet of paper on the table as he left the room.
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Soul darted through the dimly light hallways in search of Maka. He heard a sinister cackle just around the next corner. The imp stood in the middle of the hall way, waiting for him. "Ah, Soul"
"Where. Is. Maka." He clenched his fists so tight that drops fell to the floor. "All in do time Soul. All in do time."
Maka got off the soft bed and explored the room. She opened the only other door in the room. On the other side of the door was the master bathroom. It had a Jacuzzi bath tub and a shower. "Nice" she closed the door and looked around the room once more.
Maka spotted a strange looking mirror. "A mirror and yet, no closet." Then she saw a crystal door knob on the left side of the mirror. Maka turned the knob and the door slowly opened to reveal a small walk in closet. The closet held nothing but VERY formal dresses. The last dress she looked at was the black dress she always wore while in Souls head. She ran her fingers of the black fabric, and a she wiped away a tear that rolled down her cheek.
At the end of the closet was a built in dresser. It had three drawers. They were lined up next to each other. (Going from left to right. Not up and down.) She opened the first one. It held socks and, black, lacy, underwear. She tried to ignore that. The next drawer held shoes. A few pairs of new heels and, three pairs of silk ballerina shoes. (Like the ones you see with tutus and such)
She marveled over the craftsmanship of the ballet shoes. There were long ribbons on the back of each shoe, they were supposed to wrap around her legs and tie at the top. There was a black pair a red pair and a pair that matched the ice blue night gown she was wearing now. "Wow"
* Makas POV *
Then I opened the last drawer. It was full of lingerie. I felt light headed as I pulled out a tiny, black lacy baby-doll lingerie. It was smaller than a string bikini. There was a tie in the front that would be the only thing keeping my boobs from popping out. And the bottoms were even smaller. There were only two stings on each side holding it together. I set it aside. "Not even in you dreams, Soul."
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"I'll say it one more time. Where, it, Maka?" the red imp gestured to a chestnut wood door off to the right. "May we continue this in here?" The two walked into a sitting room that consisted of a floor lamp in each corner of the room. And two red couches place across from each other in the middle of the floor. Soul sat on one and the imp took the other.
"You and Maka will be staying here until further notice." The imp said plainly. "Why" Soul smirked. The imp and Soul stood up. "Nothing you need to worry about right now." The imp snapped his fingers and two little imps scurried in. "they will escort you to your room, now." Soul nodded still not trusting him, and followed the two little imps out of the room. But before leaving the room Soul turned. "I want to see Maka." He demanded. "Again Soul, in do time." Then Soul walked out.
Soul's room looked sort of like Makas room. (But without the lingerie.) It also had a black grand piano in one corner of the room. Soul crawled under the covers of the king sized bed. He didn't need to change since he was already in his PJ pants. He placed his arms behind his head, and let out a breath of air. He looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and thought. Maka, please be alright.
Maka crawled on to the big bed and pulled the covers up to her waist. What am I going to do? She thought. Then it hit her. Soul, She reached over and grabbed a pillow and held it close and cried in to it knowing that she might never see Soul again.
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I was going to update sooner but I got no computer time yesterday and since my parents refuse to get me my own laptop. (My birthday is on May 3rd.) So my computer time is still at minimum. While writing this chapter I listened to whispers in the dark and comatose by skillet. And well, please rate and review, please. : ) Evil panda out!