The dark silhouette stood in the door way, breathing heavily.
" Who are you! ? " Soul questioned
" No. " The figure stated " Keep going. Don't stop. "
" WHO ARE YOU! ? " Soul raised his voice.
" Soul, His soul, it a Kishin egg. " Maka stated.
" Keep going, she wants it. " The tall figure unsheathed a massive blade. " She's begging for it. Give it to her. " A teen aged boy broke in through their window.
" WHAT THE HELL! " Maka, and Soul both shouted.
" Jason Nightmare. Your soul. Is mine! " His spiked red hair flowed smoothly, as he charged at the shadow, wielding a sword.
" Its a student. " Maka thought to herself.
The evil human ran through thier apartment, as he was chased by the young weapon mister. He ran into the kicthen, and the sudent followed him, slicing everything in his path.
" DAMNIT IT! TAKE THE FIGHT SOME WHERE ELSE! " Soul shouted as he quickly pulled on his jeans.
Jason Nightmare stopped in his tracks, and turned around.
" GOTCHA! " The student shouted, as he impaled the evil human. The body evaporated leaving a red soul, and a large mess behind it. The sword transformed into another teen aged boy with short jet black hair, with long bangs that drooped over his left eye.
" Thank god " The human weapon stated after he ate the evil soul. "I thought It would take you forever. "
" Hey! Don't be a dick. It was really hard to find him! " The young mister shouted
" Oh no, a seven foot man with a hockey mask, and a huge ass machete, so hard to find. " He rolled his eyes
" You know Shimon, you're a douce. " The mister stuck out his tongue
" I'm the douce? You just ruined this couples apartment, smooth move Drake. " Shimon rolled his eye once again.
" FUCKING IDIOTS! " Soul stomped into his ruined kitchen.
Both their eyes widened, as they looked at the angry death scythe.
" LOOK WHAT YOU DID! " Soul shouted. " I SHOULD REPORT YOU TWO TO LORD KID! "
" I-Its S-Soul E-E-Eater. " They both stated.
" Soul, don't be so hard on them, they just want to create a death scythe, like we did. " Maka walked in wearing a long shirt.
" A-A-A-A-A-AH It's Maka! ! ! " They both squealed.
Maka, and Soul looked at the two students as they squealed like small fan girls, at finally meeting their idols.
" She is just as sexy as she is in the pictures " Drake sighed
" He is just as bad ass as everyone says " Shimon sighed
Soul, and Maka both sighed. She looked over at Soul " This damage can be fixed easily, we could just make them work for it. "
" NO " Drake shouted dramatically, as he grabbed Maka's hand " We'll do it for free. "
Maka blushed " Eh thanks? "
Drake stood up and looked Maka in the eyes " Anything for you, beautiful, Maka. "
Soul punched Drake square in the face, and Shimon squealed once again.
" Get out of here. " Soul stated coldly.
" B-B-B-But the damage? " Drake started
" Get the fuck out of here " Soul transformed his forearm into a blade, causeing another fangirl squeal from Shimon.
Drake glared at Soul, and grabbed Maka's hand again " I promise you, I will fix this. "
" GET OUT!" Soul shouted, his blade sliced the few stands that dangled over Drake's face, Shimon squealed again.
" OKAY JEEZ! " Drake shouted, as he jumped back. " Shimon, lets go home. "
Shimon got up, and winked at Soul. " I'll talk to you later, beast. "
Soul scowled " Leave. " They both quickly, ran out of the apartment.
Maka giggled, and grabbed Soul's arm " Well Mr.Beast it's late, lets go to bed. "
Soul smiled " Yeah, we are gonna have a busy day trying to fix all of this. " He sighed.
The both walked into their bed room, forgetting all of the events of the night, to start a new day.
Drake, and Shimon walked slowly in the dark. Drake punched the air. " DAMN! I was so close! I could have kissed her! "
" Soul got sooooo mad when you got close to Maka, he looked so cute " Shimon sighed.
" Tch, Faggot. " Drake mumbled
" ONLY FOR HIM THOUGH! ! " Shimon shouted
" Yeah sure. " Drake teased
" I like boobs, and stuff! Just, I think if I was ever going to go gay, It'd be for Soul. " Shimon replied.
" Pfft, Yeah sure " Drake rolled his eyes
" Well, your dream girl is getting married to my what-if guy. " Shimon teased
" Don't remind me! " Drake shouted.
" She doesn't even have boobs. " Shimon laughed
" She has boobs! She is a 23 B, to be exact! B is for boobs, boobs starts with B. " Drake stated
Authors Note:
Sorry guys, I have two other stories, and I am writing love poems DX
Shimon's name is pronounced (SHE-MOAN)
Aww no sex D: ruined by a creepy Evil Human.
Soul's, and Maka's biggest fans, and my OC's I made up (Its soooo fitting) XD lol
Sorry about the updates taking for ever, I've been out of my groove, writers block, a bunch of shit, and heart break. If I write now, it will have a ending that Makes Hamlet look like an episode of Barney, lol I started Chapter 9 a while ago, But I'll try to updater soon, sorry everyone ,