Apocalypse: To the Ends of the Earth

by kkluvz2write

A strange disease called "The Madness" is spreading across an insane asylum just outside of Death City's walls. Maka is one of the doctor's assistants that has been observing this strange disease, but even she herself cannot quite figure it out. Soul is a janitor that works alongside Maka to try and worn the citizens about Asura and the other diseased patients. M for lime/lemon

7. Chapter 7

Warning! Slight lime

"Soul."

I purred as his callused fingertips ran over my naked body.

"Maka."

He whispered in my ear, his huffs growing louder, as was the growling in the back of his throat.

"Mmmm."

So gentle, yet so rough, that's what if felt like when he showed his love to me, as intoxicating as it was I couldn't ignore the shrieking sounds coming faintly from the window. I squirmed under him, trying to shut the cries out but unable to until Soul's lips were upon mine again and I was becoming drunk from his kiss. Then it happened again, that same whimper of a cry from out the window. I knew it wasn't loud enough for a normal person with selective hearing to pay attention to, but my hearing was acute and it was distracting me.

"What's wrong?"

He finally noticed.

"It's that shrieking."

"From the window?"

"Ya, I'm sorry it's just distracting."

"Hmm, too bad I was trying to get you distracted but it seems I'm loosing at my own game."

"I'm sorry Soul, I'll try and brush it off."

"Nah, it's fine. I'll go get us some drinks."

"Thanks."

He nodded and was off. I got up and closed the blinds, helping muffle the sound, but I knew it was still there. A chill ran down my spine, as if an unwanted presence entered the room, but I knew even Soul couldn't make a strong drink that fast. I turned to see blackness and knew my mind was running wild with numerous thoughts. I knew it was impossible for me to completely forget about what was going on out there, but I didn't want any of it to affect my relationship with Soul. I looked out at the moon, and noticed it was a harvest moon, and the fact that it looked practically blood shot made me think of those poor innocent souls that were being consumed somewhere out there. Thus I looked around and found a remote that controlled things in this room, one button was labeled for window privacy, and it was enough to shut out the noise. By the time that was settled, Soul was back with our drinks.

"Here you go."

"Thanks Soul."

I gratefully took the drink on his hand, and tried with all my might not to chug the damned thing down. Luckily the night was once again romantic and passion filled, and I was able to get a good nights rest, thanks to Soul.