Chapter Five
" I don't know about you, but I'm starving. The sun's setting and we still haven't eaten our lunch!" I just realized then how hungry I was, and did my best to snap out of shy Soul mode. I was thinking about letting drool come out of my mouth, but then I remembered her face when I used to do that, and I decided it wasn't cool, and I wasn't the only one who found it disgusting. Therefore, I gave up putting the cool mask on all together and became normal Soul, the Soul only Maka was aloud to see.
We dug into our sandwiches, chips, and desserts for about 30 minutes, silently watching the sleeping sun disappear underneath the horizon. Tonight, it was a full moon, which meant no creepy face. Which also meant a soft glow on maka's pale skin, which caused my stomach to erupt into butterflies. Gulp...'Get it together, Soul...'
"Wow, it got late really fast. We should probably head home before it gets too dark," I told her. Why did it have to end so fast? Despite being nervous and trying to hide it, I really liked being here... Alone... With Maka... She nudged me, as if reading my mind ( oh god I hope she can't) and pulled out a blanket from the bag she brought.
" I didn't know if you would want to or not, but I thought that maybe sleeping under the stars for tonight would help you sleep without the bad dreams you were talking about this morning... If you don't want to that's fine we could just go ho-"
" NO!" I said way too quickly. I blushed, then stammered " I mean... No... It would be fine sleeping here... I'd like that... Wait! Because of the... Uh... Stars... And...uh...not because... Never mind..." I did my best to smile through the embarrassment of blushing and voice cracking from nervousness.
"Oh! Ok!" She grinned at me, then laid out her blanket. I went in the bag, rummaging around. " what are you looking for?" I glanced up to see her watching me questioningly.
"For the other blank-... Oh... Just one..." Major blush, voice crack, and ripple down my spine at the same time...
" yea... Sorry I didn't think you would... Never mind..." She looked down. I hate it when she feels bad.
" it's fine! I'll be fine!"
" oh ok." She laid down on the blanket, and I curled up on the grass a few feet away. She looked at me, brow furrowed, and patted the blanket next to her. The redness of my stupid readable face must have given away how I felt about that, because her eyes softened a little. She got up, dragged the blanket over to me, then began tickling me until I rolled onto it.
