DISCLAMER: SORRY JUST RETURNED FROM A TRIP SO WASNT ABLE TO WRITE. MY DEAREST APOLOGIES TO MY FANS.

Was it just me or was Soul wearing my bikini top?And why the hell is he in my room? I wasnt sure if I was to be annoyed or disturbed by the odd evening ritual my weapon had began practicing. I guess it started when Stien gave us this wierd project about being our partners to better understand them. To me that meant studing Soul but as of right now Soul was currently not being...well Soul. Finally I decided to step in.

"Pink isnt your color. Nor is a size B bra your fit." I state as he actually matches my normal voice octave in fear.

"Maka damnit. I just almost possibly peed myself...no wait I think I did and had a cardiac arrest!" he sputters as he attempts to find a shirt.

"My room has only my clothes and the clothes shrunk by Blair. You won't find your things in here. Plus I'm only going to say this once my underware and skirts remain in their respected places." I sigh as he begins stripping. He shoul be happy I steal his shirts every so often to sleep in. I found myself thinking today among other days that Soul might be border line gay on certain things. I have yet to test this theory...well unless you count the Blackstar/ Soul hugs you see occasionally. They call it guy love I call it yoai.

"Hey Maka can I borrow this sometime?" Soul asks me as he holds up my pink short sleeve with a penguin on an icecube. The slogan on it read 'TO COOL FOR YOU' on it a perfect Soul shirt only it was for a girl and pink.

"Sure but I wouldnt wear it out." I say as I take a seat on the bed ready to hear his complaints. As if on cue the albino begins his rant about how he couldnt possibly pass the class if I failed to let him no more about me. Seriously I am beginning to dout he even has a brain. That and the fact that if he does have one its on vacation and has left a retard.

"Soul. I am your friend." I start out slow and maybe his brain will catch up.

"That shirt is going to tell people your gay. You know more about me that my papa. You need to find your brain. And our dryers on fire." ok so it took a moment for the two of us to figure out what I had said. Soul was the first to squeak.

"THE DRYERS ON FIRE!" both of us run to the laundry room door only to see black smoke and flames.

Damint my clothes!" Soul cusses as he attempts to blow out the fire. His spits does little to know help.

"Your clothes what about our home our things!" I yelp back as I dash around the room trying to find my school books. Might as well save the important things before king dumbass burns it.

"Oh yeah the important things." Soul says breathlessly as he runs toward me. I yelp as he carries me to the street below us via the window in my room. Ok so two things just happened. One: I think I just flew. Two I believe Soul did wet his pants earlier when I scared him. And oh hey a third thing. Soul rescued me a his important thing. As I was lost in thought I was oblivious to the laughing attack my weapon was currently undergoing. So remember that pink shirt Soul said he wanted well he had put it on. Needless to say it was way to short and the fact that he was currently crying didnt help him.

"Soul whats wrong?" I ask worried that his ego may have actually just died.

"All my clothes just went poof poof, didnt it." he says in such a sad voice I think he may have returned to his six year old days. I can only nodd as he looks down and tugs on my shirt he's currently wearing.

"And all I have to wear now is...your shirt." Once again I nodd. More tears well up in his eyes as he stands and begins walking toward the sunset.

"Soul where are you going?" I call after him.

"I'm off to Blackstars no way am I gonna look like queen of the pink penguins tiny tits. I'm sure he has clothes I can wear." and with that my partner dissapears for two days.

Three days later the door to the class room opens an in strolls Soul decked in his usual attire.

"Soul where have you been I've been worried sick about you." I yell happy at his return.

"Pack your bags tinytits I found an apartment in the east part of town you know near the library so um yea. I also restocked our closets and junk. Oh and please dont ask me to spend anymore money I'm broke." with that he falls into his seat and drifts to sleep. My partners wierd, possibly maybe gay, and have a half used brain but he knows me better than anyone and thats all I need.