It had been a long day of training.

Soul had just gotten back from the long walk he took after he had told Maka that enough was enough for the day.

He needed time…just time to think of exactly what to say when he faced Maka. His head was clouded with possible words of apology.

Perhaps that's why Soul didn't notice the sound of the water running. Perhaps that's why he didn't knock like he used to before entering the bathroom that he and Maka shared.

As they got older, Maka spent more and more time in the bathroom showering.

Soul removed his shirt and swung open the bathroom door. He couldn't wait to hop in the shower and just forget about apologizing for a second or two.

He dropped his shirt on the floor of the bathroom as he gasped.

There stood Maka naked with the shower curtain half open as soapy water streamed down her body.

She screamed and Soul quickly closed the door.

Blood gushed out of his nose as he made a mad dash for his room.

"IF I WASN'T COVERED IN SOAP RIGHT NOW YOU'D BE DEAD SOUL!" Maka's voice echoed down the hallway.

Soul slammed his bedroom door closed and fell against it with a sigh as blood continued to drip from his nose onto his bare chest.

He had left his shirt in the bathroom. But he was sure as hell not going back for it now.

Soul pinched his nose to stop the bleeding as he waited for the image of naked Maka to get out of his head.

Minutes pass before he heard the shower turn off. He jumped up and quickly locked the door as the sound of stomping feet grew closer.

"SOUL!" Maka pounded heavily on his bedroom door.

"Not now…" Soul responded in a weak voice.

"YOU LET ME IN RIGHT NOW SOUL EVANS!"

Soul opened the door with his eyes shut tightly. He had somehow managed to get the blood off his chest.

Maka pushed past him to enter the room. "Close the door."

Soul slowly closed the door. His eyes remaining shut. "Look Maka…I'm sorry…I should have knocked…"

"I'm glad you interrupted my shower because now I know you are home and now we can finally talk! I don't like your attitude today Soul. You know we have to train…you know that you should always give it your best even if it is just practice! And don't use the excuse of being tired…because I'm tired Soul! I'm so tired…all the time. But I NEVER stop! Maybe if you hadn't walked away from me out there you wouldn't have …Why are your eyes still closed?"

"No reason…" Soul said, his voice cracking slightly.

"Then open them and look me in the eye when I'm speaking to you please!" Maka was growing impatient.

"Are you….decent?"

"Oh so now you care about decency? Just look at me!"

Soul slowly allowed his eyes to open. And just as he had feared, there stood Maka wearing only a towel, her hair still dripping wet.

He felt it coming…

"Maka can you please…"

It was too late.

Blood began to spurt uncontrollably from his nose.

Maka's eye widened.

"DAMMNIT!" Soul yelled.

A huge smirk appeared on Maka's face and she let out a giggle.

"I can't believe it!" She laughed harder as Soul's nose bled out.

"Stop it Maka! It's not funny!" Soul pinched his nose.

"I just can't believe it!" Tears formed in the corner of Maka's eyes from laughing so hard.

"Yeah, yeah…you can stop now…." Soul blushed.

"I guess I owe Liz a new tube of that expensive nail polish…"

"What are you talking about?" Soul finally got his nose to stop bleeding.

"Oh…nothing….I'm sorry for yelling. We'll take a break when training next time." Maka hugged him tightly.

As her wet body pressed against Soul's bare chest through the towel Soul's nose began to bleed again.

"Oh no!" Maka pulled away giggling again. "It's in my hair!" Soul's blood from his nose gushing for the third time had gotten in Maka's blonde hair.

"I guess I'll just have to get another shower." She teased as she left the room laughing hysterically.

"Lock the door this time!" Soul yelled after her in an annoyed tone.

Damnnit.

Soul sat down on his bedroom floor and wiped his bleeding nose on his arm.

When did Maka get so hot.