Alrighty I was bored and I had tried to wrap up the end of my latest chapter when this suddenly popped out (yes i was very surprised) i guess i should thank my biology teacher for making class so boring to the point where I get creative, random, stories in her class. :D so yea since i have her class every. single. day. expect a lot more randomness next time!! but i do think this is pretty sweet :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater. *sniff* *sob*

Soul entered the apartment. He paused briefly to listen for sounds of Maka sulking. At that thought he smiled. She was cute when she was mad. He quietly walked into the apartment he made sure to take off his shoes. If Maka ever caught him with his shoes she would have his head! pfft What a clean freak. I don't know how I've managed to live with her for this long. He walked quietly into the living room. No Maka. He went to check her room. Still no Maka. Where the hell is she!? Normally she would either be sulking or watching TV… damn she must really be mad if shes not home... He sighed heavily and strolled into his room. Might as well take a nap..

Right as he walked in several things hit him at once. There was a girl in his bed. More specifically this girl was Maka. Yes, she was still clothed, but what made him freeze was the look on her face. Since she was asleep all signs of worry and stress were erased from her face. She looked peaceful. Soul couldn't think, he couldn't breathe. This small girl was the only person who could make his heart stop beating. His body moved on its own motivated by his own selfish impulse. His brain had no part in the decision to move over to her unconscious form. Before he realized what he was doing, his nose skimmed her collar bone, making its way up her neck, and inhaling the scent of her hair. He sighed with pleasure. Soul couldn't tell his meister how he felt, he didn't want to destroy their friendship. No matter what he always wanted to be by her side. Just this once he would let himself slip and show his love to her.

Now go write reviews like the wind!!!!! I kno pple say it all the time but yes its true that reviews are little packages of joy to us authors; if your like me, someone who likes to write for the reaction of her writers (okay i also like to write mostly just for fun)