Hi there! I think I'm going to keep working on this story and I may come back to Definition of Cool but this will be the priority. I hope you guys enjoy and yet again I forgot the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: I'm not sure how important these really are cause we all know I don't own Soul Eater. I cuss too much and I think the main characters should date. :D Well enjoy!
I gulped another time and made my way to the entrance, I could hear the blue haired dingus probably messing with Kid's symmetrical house I also heard the snarky snicker of Soul, clearly he was enjoying Kid's distress. I felt my checks flush damn; I was the queen of blushes lately.
"PLEASE BLACKSTAR! STOP TOUCHING MY PICTURES; DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT SITTING ON MY COUCH!" I heard Kid shout as he chased the blue whirl wind. I inhaled one more time and then I pushed the dividing door open.
As I entered the room I felt 4 sets of eyes of male eyes on me, 5 gleeful smirks, and a blank eyed stare from the black mass known as Ragnarok.
Looking around the room I felt my face burn when I met crimson eyes, I noticed a slow trickle of blood from his left nostril and a toothy gap of a mouth. Immediately I turned my eyes to the floor, there was no way that Soul found me attractive? Raising my eyes from the floor I noticed that he was gaping for words. I felt a small very girlish giggle escape my lips. I was about to make a witty remark when I was interrupted.
"Damn! Who knew the fat cow looked good in anything!" the squeaky black blob shouted, pointing his bulbous fists and cackling.
"MAKA-CHOP!" I cracked one of Kid's industrial multi-language dictionaries over his poor excuse for a head.
"YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE, NO ONE ASKED YOUR OPINION!" I shouted at the limp little figure. Underneath Chrona was cowering and muttering, "Maka's angry! I don't know how to handle this."
Turning back to the group, specifically Soul, I noticed the goofy expression was gone, replaced with a very sarcastic and spiteful looking grin. I also noticed that BlackStar and Kid's expressions had changed; Kid had a look of horror and embarrassment, whiles the cocky asshole was giving me a very blatant grin before opening his big mouth. Man he was going to say something, that will leave a huge indentation in his thick skull.
"Nice underwear Maka! I especially like the little glitter skull in the middle of your ass." BlackStar said with a smirk and loud guffaw. And my response to that smirk was a very heavy, hard cover book cracking down on his thick skull.
I turned to Soul and raised an eyebrow questioningly. His grin widened but he said nothing.
"Well, guys," Liz interrupted, stepping over the motionless BlackStar avoiding the blood pooling under his head "as you can see, Maka has received a dare to wear this uniform for the week. The only times she may change are before bed and for gym. Oh and Soul, Maka shall be referring to you as Master and will treat you as such, all week. Feel free to reprimand her in any way you feel is appropriate if she breaks the rules." Liz said with an evil smile. I flipped her off and turned to the Tsubaki to say goodbye.
"Oh BlackStar, are you alright?" Tsubaki fawned over the little idiot.
"Really Tsubaki, his skull is made out of bricks!" I said with a huff, giving the idiot assassin a kick. "Well, I will see you tomorrow."
I turned to Soul, about to ask him if he was ready to go when I saw his face, it still held that snarky grin. "Well little Maka maid, are you ready to go?" Soul said, staring down at me with an eager smile. "
"Yes…. Master" I ground out as I grabbed my stuff; I quickly made my way to the door trying to avoid conversation. However Soul had longer legs, so he caught up quickly.
"Now, now that wasn't very nice." He said leaning in, nearly touching my ear, "Do you need to be punished?" Soul asked with a vindictive and slightly hungry looking grin.
I gulped and shook my head quickly, I didn't trust my voice. Where the hell had this side of Soul been hiding, what he did he mean by punished. His reply was a husky laugh. Giving me one last look he strode ahead of me to the bike.
When we arrived on the street I noticed a group of wannabe cool guys on the other side of the road. As soon as they caught sight of my little dress, I got a round of whistles and cat calls. Damn I hate guys, I thought to myself as I began to straddle the bike.
However, I was quickly lifted in the air, I looked up in confusion. Soul had me tucked in one arm like I weighed nothing while he straddled the bike, when he was seated he put me in his lap. He gave me a small smile before he sent the group of teenagers a death glare, all the while holding me close. I felt my face flush. What was he doing? I could easily kick all of their asses if I felt like it. Since when did Soul feel possessive of me? I turned to the group of idiots but when I looked they had dispersed. Huh? Was Soul really that scary?
Turning back to my long time partner, I noticed that he had indeed filled out over the years. His arms were etched and showed the hours of work that he put into them, I knew for a fact how hot he was without a shirt. My mouth watered just a little bit and I had to fight my mind from wandering, with my mind swimming with daydreams of possessive Souls and hot abs, I felt the impulse to rest my head against his chest, however I refrained. We were not dating I had to remind myself, and even though he was acting weird right now, it wasn't enough to warrant cuddling.
My thoughts were interrupted by the rumble of machinery, I noticed that this was the first time I had ever ridden the motorcycle side saddle and in Souls arms. I inhaled and felt myself relax against my better judgment, it was his smell. I loved the way Soul smelled, it was a mix of clean clothes, old spice, and something that was distinctly Soul. With a small sigh of defeat, I rested against his chest and we sat in a comfortable silence on the way home.
That comfortable silence was shattered as soon as we reached our stairs.
"SOUL- I mean master, you go first" I said with a cringe, all the while silent praying that there would be no punishment for that little slip up.
I heard Soul click his tongue and an evil grin spread across his face. "No Maka, as your Master, I command that you go first and no Maka-Chops." He said with a taunting smile. I felt my face heat up and my hand itch for a hard back novel. I promptly turned and began marching up the staircase. I noticed that Soul was a few steps behind me and I felt my face flush yet again. That stupid pervert was enjoying looking at my ass… wait Soul was enjoying looking at my ass? That stupid idiot was giving so many mixed signals! Was he into me or not? From his behavior today anyone one would think that this evil cretin was into me. However, I knew better.
A quick slideshow of past insults and comparisons to my bustier, curvier friends quickly dashed any chance of that. He was just messing with me, which just infuriated me more. Why couldn't he just leave me alone? I quickly picked up my pace, nearly running up the stairs. I hope he enjoyed the show of my ass leaving him in the dust.
As I entered the house, I marched to my room intent on moping and staying as far away from Soul as possible. I heard the front door shut with an audible click, man he got up those stairs fast. I continued my march to my room when I felt two hands on my waist. I was about to yell at Soul when I was turned around rather suddenly. I had my back against the wall and I was staring up into Souls face confused and just a little angry.
"What the hell, Soul?" I said with a frown. Before I could speak he put his hand over my mouth and leaned in close.
"It's Master, remember." He said with a smile. "I think you are in need of a punishment. This is the second time forgetting to address me properly." With that he leaned in very close. I felt my eyes widen. What the hell was going on? Maybe I'm dreaming? Damn, all I know is that I better not wake up, especially before I get a kiss from Soul.
"Kiss me…" he whispered in my ear. I shivered at the hot breathe on my neck; he removed his hand and looked at me expectantly. Instantly I was unsure of myself, I have never kissed anyone before. Staring up at him for I moment longer I decided that I would go with it and I would be damned if I screwed this up. I licked my lips and whispered, "Yes Master" before placing my arms around his neck, pressing my lips against his. From that point on I was at a loss what do I do? Do I move? Should I deepen the kiss or should I pull away? The sensation was overwhelming, the intense heat, and the graze of teeth on my lips. All my questions flew out the window as cautiously pulled my lips apart.
However, the moment was broken; I was awoken from the best damn dream of my life, all by the damn harlot known as Blair. I heard in the background a slow clap; it made me wish that I could chop that damn cat in half, yet again. Soul pulled away with a sigh, his face fixed into a frustrated expression.
"Wow Maka, who knew that your inner sex machine was in the form of a maid?" Blair said with a small laugh. She was perched on the table with a smile on her face much like the condescending pose she had, had when we first battled as she perched on her floating pumpkins.
I felt a huge blush on my face. How many times have I blushed in the last 2 days? This was getting absolutely ridiculous!
"I thought you were working tonight," Soul said with a lazy expression. He still had his hand planted on my waist, looking very much like he wanted to continue where we left off.
"Oh well, Spirit got drunk so I volunteered to take him home." Blair said with a smile, "I was coming home to grab my phone but I ended up grabbing a show." She said with a wink in our direction. With that Soul released my waist and sighed. We both knew that Blair wouldn't leave if she thought she would get to watch us some more and she might not leave regardless. He gave me a meaningful stare before entering his room shutting his door.
Turning to Blair, I pulled out my biggest bitch glare before stomping to my room. All the while cursing, "That damn cat!"
Damn Blair interrupting the moment you had all been waiting for. ;) Well I may make another moment quite soon. However I am so bad at the kisses haha I think it is due to my lack of experience. However that confession of Tsubaki is based off of real events. I went on a date and got what I know call the kiss of death! So there is that now if you like it review, favorite, and follow! :D