khantact: Silent Hill Revelation (Default)
[personal profile] khantact
Title: Misery
Author: khantact
Pairing: Soul/Maka
Rating: T

"Oh, what the Hell did I do now?" Soul wondered, rubbing a bloody dent in his head. Maka had been angry at him a lot this weekend, and for no reason whatsoever. Today in particular, she walked up to him and slammed his head with a dictionary, and continued walking. Usually she'd yell at him about whatever it was first, but more and more recently, she'd just snap "baka" and walk on. It was seriously beginning to bother him.

Soul trailed behind Maka, trying hard not to stare at her ass as her miniskirt swished back and forth, nearly showing off her underwear. Soul used his other hand to cover up an impending nosebleed, now wondering why he was such a glutton for pain. Maka would surely kill him if she saw, although she'd assume Blair or "some scantily-clad whore" was the source. Soul snorted. As if she's one to talk.

As if Maka had read his mind, she turned around, red in the face, hissing like a snake. "Watch your mouth, Soul Eater Evans." Instead of being greeted by a math textbook, he was greeted by the palm of her hand, dragging his left cheek through his face as it travelled across his head.

Soul stood perplexed as she ran off him. "Seriously!" he yelled to the crowded hallway, "what am I doing wrong?"

X- x – X – x – X – x – X – x – X – x – X – x – X - x – X – x – X – X

Soul figured that Maka had just run home, locked her door, and flopped on her bed, like she did every other time Soul did something wrong. Soul knew from countless hours of banging nonstop on Maka's door that she wasn't going to answer. He also knew that the likelihood that she was going to tell him what he did wrong was about the same percent as the likelihood of Blair ever wearing something as simple as jeans and a teeshirt. So he figured maybe threats might work.

"Hey, Maka, open this door, or I'm going to start singing!" Maka didn't say anything. "Maka, I'm being serious! I'm going to start singing unless you just tell me what I did wrong!"

"Go away, Soul!"

Soul sighed dramatically. "You leave me no choice, then." Soul cleared his throat and took off his jacket, and started singing raspily:

"So scared of breaking it, but you won't let it bend. And I wrote two hundred letters I won't ever send. Sometimes these cuts are so much deeper than they seem –"

Despite the fact that he had no audience, he closed his eyes and danced like some sort of a boy-band back-up dancer, with one hand bracing himself on the door, and the other on his heart.

"- You'd rather cover up, I'd rather let them be. So let me be, and I'll set you free."

Soul suddenly dropped to the floor to try to sing under it.

"I am in misery, there ain't nobody who can comfort me."

Maka shoved something under the door to try to block him out. Went back up to his knees, in a proposal position, hands clasped together as if he was praying.

"Why won't you answer me? The silence is slowing killing me!"

He jumped back up to his feet, snapping his fingers and dancing back and forth ridiculously. Blair, who had just got back from work, watched curiously, suppressing a giggle.

"Girl, you really got me bad, you really got me bad. Now, I'm gonna get you back, I'm gonna get you back!"

Maka finally opened her door, an annoyed look on her face. She opened her mouth to lecture Soul, but he interrupted her by jumping in front of her face, hands on the door frame and a wicked smile on his face.

"Your salty skin and how it mixes in with mine –"

Maka blushed and backed up at the implications behind the lyrics. "Soul, stop it, you're making me blush." Soul took his chance at her off guard stance and grabbed left hand, wrapping his other arm around waist, the grin still on his face.

"The way it feels to be completely intertwined –"

Maka tried to wiggle away from him, but only wound up falling onto her bed. Soul knelt back down, his hands on her knees. Too dangerously close, in Maka's opinion, to looking up her skirt. He was now whispering at her, a soft and sad look on his face. She almost felt bad for pushing him away.

"It's not that I didn't care, it's that I didn't know –"

Almost. He was now climbing on top of her, pinning her to the bed, and growling the lyrics into her ear.

"It's not what I didn't feel, it's what I didn't show."

His lips brushed her cheek, which again flared up. She wasn't sure what to do now – she enjoyed the pleasant sensation of his warm breath tickling her skin. And after his behaviour this week, she felt like this was somehow making up for it.

His lips were almost firmly against hers as he pressed on.

"So let me be, and I'll set you free."

Maka closed her eyes, softly speaking the words with him.

"I am in misery, there ain't nobody who can comfort me. Why won't you answer me? The silence is slowly killing me –"

Maka cut the song short by leaning up a bit and kissing him firmly. It was now his turn to be caught off guard, and he fell off her, crashing onto the floor. Maka sat back up. The two were blushing and breathing hard.

Blair, who was sitting in Maka's doorway, chuckled heartily. "My my, wouldn't Death Scythe love to see this!"

Blair pranced off before either Soul or Maka could stop her. The pair turned to look at one another. Soul grinned lazily at Maka. "So…what did I do wrong?"

"Well, for one, you've been speaking all of your thoughts out loud for the past week-"

"I've been what?"

"And for another," she got up off the bed and walked over to Soul. She stood in front of him, bending down to look at him in the eye. And so he could see down her shirt, not that she'd ever admit to doing something so mischievous as that. "Inferring that your girlfriend is a whore because her skirts are too short is so. Not. Cool." She kissed him softly on the cheek, and, upon leaving, remarked. "That, and you were at least two beats off."


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Title: I Will Follow You Into the Dark
Author: khantact
Pairings: Soul x Maka, Eruka x Free, Black Star x Tsubaki
Rating: G
 

Black*Star involuntarily grabbed Tsubaki's hand, squeezing it gently as the tears from her face fell on to the knot they were making. Normally, Tsubaki would have blushed at his touch. But today, she merely covered her face with a hand, trying to stop the crying.

Liz stood, sweating, next to Kid, with Patti on the other side. They were all wearing the same dumb-struck, open-mouthed expression. But Kid couldn't appreciate the perfect symmetry at a time like this.

Maka was the only one not crying or wearing some sort of expression of shock. Ironically, her body itself had gone into shock. She was still holding Soul in weapon form, simply staring at the mess she had created. My fault. This is my fault.

No, it isn't. Don't think that, Soul chimed in. It isn't anybody's fault.

"I can't believe…we lost." Liz was crumbling on the inside, but her outside refused to move. Everyone was frozen to the same places. Shibusen had fallen, the kishin had won. This was the end of the world.

They had never stopped to think about what they were going to do if they lost, because losing was simply not an option. There was no back-up emergency plan. They'd fought with all of their hearts, throwing everything they had at the enemy. And they still lost. They hadn't even won the battle. They'd just lost the whole damn war.

Kid put one hand on either sister's backs, eyes closed and head bent.

Tsubaki physically fell apart into Black*Star's arms. He held her while she cried, but he couldn't do much else. He didn't know what to say.

Maka finally put Soul down, and he transformed back into human form. He entwined his fingers with Maka's. Like everybody else, he didn't even know what to say. He looked at her sideways. She still looked determined, but he didn't know why. She turned to look at him, smiling sadly. "I have an idea." He felt his face brighten up. He wasn't sure what could possibly help them now, but he wasn't about to nay-say any ideas.

She leaned over and kissed him softly. Soul blushed, but kissed her back. He could feel her soul wavelength pulsating through her lips. She pulled away. "But you have to leave."

"Wait, what?" He thought she must have been going insane he blinked slowly at her. She let his hand go, staring at the ground.

"It's too dangerous. You can't be here when it happens." She turned to look at her friends and allies. "You all have to leave. It's too dangerous." Eruka and Free, who'd been held captive by Shibusen and remaining silent until this point, slowly raised their hands.

"I'm immortal," Free began. "And she's a witch. Whatever it is, I'm sure we can take it."

Maka paused. "I'm not sure either could save you now."

"Well, I sure as Hell would rather take whatever it is then go back to Medusa. Bitch still hasn't gotten those snakes out of my body" Eruka grumbled.

"And what good is living forever," he looked at Eruka shyly, "if you have to watch everyone you love die?"

Eruka blushed and looked straight at Maka. "Whatever it is, we want to help."

"But you're on the enemy's side," Kid reminded her.

Eruka shook her head. "Medusa forced me into it with her snakes. I just wanted to live my life unnoticed…maybe some ecoterrorism here and there but nothing too major."

"And I just didn't have anything else better to do" Free added with a shrug.

Maka nodded.

"I'm staying."

"Kid –" Liz gasped.

Patti grabbed onto Kid's arm. "If Kiddo is staying, so am I. I won't abandon my meister!"

Liz grimaced. "And I won't abandon my sister."

"But you guys, this is dangerous. We are going to be killed –"

"I can't possibly surpass God if I can't live up to this challenge" Black*Star said with a smile. "But Tsubaki – you need to leave with Soul."

"Wait a minute, who the Hell says I'm leaving?"

"I am. You can't stay you. You can't die."

"And you can?"

"Listen, this is payback for Crona –"

Soul growled in frustration, grabbing on to Maka's arms, dragging her closer. He kissed her forcefully. She wanted to squirm away, knowing that he could convince her of anything if he really wanted to, but it was no use. She went limp, blushing when his teeth bit her lip, and she actually like the sensation. Black*Star whistled at the two and Tsubaki, never too upset to correct her meister's rude behaviour, smacked him on the back of the head.

"How many times do I have to tell you, that's what I do. That's my job."

"It seems like a little more than that" Kid smirked. It was now Liz and Patti's turn to smack their meister on the back of the head.

"I'm not leaving you. I refuse to." He grabbed onto her hand. "So you can either accept me here or leave with me, but I'm not leaving you behind." She smiled gratefully, once again lacing her fingers with his.

"Thank you, Soul."

Yes, yes. I love you, you love me, we all love each other. Now what's the plan, girlie-girl? The Demon hissed.

Maka straightened her gait. "So…we're all staying?"

"For the millionth time, yes. Now let's get the show on the road!" Tsubaki shouted.

Black*Star looked up at her, impressed. "I love you so much sometimes, you know."

Oh for the love of God, can we stop with the little love confessions? It's not like you'll be able to make little half-weapon or half-witch babies (Soul and Free both growled at this) when you're dead. So like the well-endowed one said, let's get this show on the road.

Silently, Maka motioned Kid over to her. Grabbing Patti's hand (who then grabbed Liz's, who grabbed Eruka's, and so on), they formed a circle on the ground below where the kishin was floating. All smiling, they resonated together, forming a dome over the area. Maka and Soul grinned at each other one last time.

"It's been nice knowing you."

"I'll see you on the other side."

khantact: Silent Hill Revelation (Default)
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title: Into the Dark
pairing: Soul/Maka
rating: T

Medusa has another weird scheme, but this time it involves a love potion. Things go horribly wrong. Or should that be horribly right? Hilarity, fluff, and insane cracky out-of-character moments ensue.
khantact: Silent Hill Revelation (Default)
[personal profile] khantact

title: The Only Exception
pairing: Soul/Maka
rating: T

When Soul makes another off-hand comment about Maka's sex appeal (or lack thereof), Maka decides it might be time for a split.

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