Playing Games

It was a Friday morning.

"Maaakaaaa!" Soul called.

"Sooooouuuul!" Maka mimicked.

"Maka..."

"What?"

"...we might be late..."

"What? How can we be late? I have a perfect record to keep!"

"Well...the motorcycle's broken. And even if we walk we'll be late. So..."

"Let me see that!" Maka rushed over to Soul, grabbed the screw from his hand, and bent down to inspect his motorcycle. The fact that she was very close to Soul did not go unnoticed by him. Her hair felt just right, framing her face delicately. Her eyes held a determined glint to them, which made them all the more beautiful. Wait...did he just call her beautiful? No, no, no; this can't be happening! They were just really good friends, yeah that's it! Maka was just a really good friend...a friend with beautiful eyes, delicate hair, mile long legs...'No! Snap out of it, Soul! You can't like(1) your meister! Besides, after what happened with her mother and father, there's no way she could like me back!...'

"Soul? Soul!" Maka called, snapping Soul out of his reverie.

"Huh? Yeah! What?"

"I've called you five times now! Stop spacing out! Anyway, do you have a monkey wrench?"

"Yeah, here." As Soul passed her the tool, their fingers brushed, leaving Soul's hand tingling.

'What's wrong with me? Why can't I act normal around her all of a sudden? Gah, what is this?' The more Soul thought, the more frustrated he became. Finally, his frustration became unbearable, so he decided to vent. And he vented on the object of his frustration.

Which if you haven't caught on by now, was Maka.

"Maka..." He growled in a teasing manner.

"What is it, Soul?" asked Maka, whose concentration was still focused on the broken motorcycle.

"Maka...I want to play." He started twirling one of Maka's pigtails in his hand. He now had a part of Maka's attention, but still didn't reach his full goal.

"Did you hear me Maka? I said I wanted to play." Soul now tugged the pigtail, forcing Maka to look at him.

And making her realize just how close they were.

"Uh...Soul...?" Maka asked nervously.

"Yes Maka?" replied Soul, who was now moving his hand down from her pigtail to rest on her neck. He started lightly rubbing small circles on it.

She shivered.

"How about it, Maka? Do you want to play?" he asked huskily.

Maka was slightly confused, but she let Soul continue. His hands felt like magic.

But then she stopped to actually think. Which resulted in an idea forming in her head.

"Soul~" she whined cutely, "I'm bored. I want to do something fun."

Soul grinned at her innocence

"Like what, Maka?"

"Hm, I don't know. What do you think we should do, Soul?" With each word, Maka shifted closer and closer to Soul, finally coming so close that he could feel her tiny flutters of breath on his face.

"Let me think." Soul shifted so now she was sitting on his lap. They were inches away from each other's face.

They were already playing a game.

Soul traced designs over her neck and her back, grinning at her reaction. Then Maka took hold of herself again, and said to herself, 'Two can play at this game.' Maka lifted a leg and put it over Soul's, so she was now sitting facing him with one leg on either side. Soul's breath hitched for a split second, and Maka grinned inwardly. Then his hands moved to her waste and brought her even closer. Her eyes grew wide.

"Maka," he growled teasingly, "You should know better than to tease me." He smirked, which grew into a grin at her pout.

"That's not fair, Soul~! I should have a fair chance, too!"

"Well then that's just too bad now, isn't it?" But Soul was barely paying attention to what he was saying anymore. He was too entranced by those mesmerizing pools of rich emerald green.

"I guess I win..." Soul trailed off as Maka leaned closer and closer until finally...Maka's lips were all but touching his. As she spoke, her lips brushed his.

"Nope. I win." She grinned. Soul's lovestruck(2) mind leaned up to kiss her, but she pulled and twisted away.

"Uh-uh!" She smiled naughtily, "I win so that's it!" She turned to walk away, but a grab on her wrist stopped her.

"Nope. You don't win just yet," Soul said, tugging her back down, "I still have some unfinished business with you." They grinned.

It seemed they would be very late to school today.

(1) I would have used 'love' here instead of 'like', but then decided that since their love-like-relationship wasn't too far ahead yet, 'like' was more appropriate.

(2) I used 'lovestruck' here because it fit. I know I said that I didn't want to use 'love' because it was too strong, but 'to love' and 'being lovestruck' are, while similar, still to different things. I hope you guys understand! ^-^"'

And to clear things up, they did not kiss! Well not yet, anyway. What happened afterward is entirely up to your creative minds! Just not anything too perverse T_T. Well I guess you can imagine that if you want to, but I'm not one to write smut O_O.

Whooo! It's been a while! You can probably tell that this won't be a day-to-day fic anymore; wasn't much before, anyway. This chapter is probably longer than the others! Oh well, I like it that way! (I like it like that, yeah! Windows down, chillin' with the radio on...sorree, but my friends and I do that all the time when one of us say something related to that! XD)

~Obviously I do not own Soul Eater!~

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