Voila! Here is the conclusion of my short (but in reality long) little lemon story. Now for the part you have all been waiting for ;) Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater. But that's okay, because it isn't entirely devoid of romance.

"Marie-sensei!"

Surprised, the blonde woman turned around to see her pig tailed student running up to meet her.

"What is it Maka? Is something wrong?" she asked worriedly.

Panting for breath, Maka stopped before her sensei with her hands on her knees until she had enough air to speak again.

"Can we go somewhere to talk? I really need some advice on something."

Marie blinked in surprise.

"Of course we can. Let's go out to the overlook. I always find that place calms my thoughts."

When they finally arrived they were greeted to the sight of the setting sun, drooling as it tried in vain to not fall asleep and set beyond the horizon.

"So tell me what's on your mind." Said Marie kindly, leaning against the balustrade.

"Well… um…"

The truth was Maka didn't even know where to start, so she just began at the beginning and recounted everything that had happened the night before between her and Soul. When she was finished Marie had a sprinkling of pink adorning her cheeks.

"Oh, it's… that sort of problem huh? To be honest I don't think I'm the one you should be asking-" she faltered, picturing a certain cigarette-smoker.

"Please sensei! I just want to know why everything all of a sudden got so complicated! I just want everything to go back to the way it was before…" Maka said, slumping against the balustrade beside her.

"Well after something like that happened I don't think it will be that easy to forget, judging by you two's reactions."

"I thought as much." Maka groaned, sliding down into a sitting position.

"But is that necessarily a bad thing?" Marie asked. Maka looked up at her face, but she was turned toward the horizon, watching the sun.

"It's nice to have things stay the way they are as long as you're happy. But sometimes change can be nice too; or even better! Besides you're still so young, and things for you are changing all the time. Isn't that what growing up means? That you can change your life around until you find what it is that makes you truly happy?"

Maka stared at her feet, letting Marie's words sink in.

Yes, she had been happy with her partnership with Soul. But since the kiss, she had felt that everything had changed between them. Soul was completely avoiding her, and she was too embarrassed to even look him straight in the face. She was unhappy right now; that was a fact. All she wanted was to be able to talk with him normally again. To grasp his hand and stand beside him once more. Being one with Soul again would make her happy.

She stood up abruptly, startling Marie out of her trance.

"Thanks for the advice Marie-sensei! I have something I need to do right now so see you tomorrow!" And with that she was gone, leaving a trail of dust and a bewildered woman behind her.

'She must have come to some sort conclusion…' She thought as she smiled to herself, gazing at the darkening sky and wishing she could solve her own love problems just as easily.

"…and now we can't synchronize dammit." Soul finished.

When nothing but silence met with his finale he glanced up to see Kidd admiring a maple leaf with starry eyes.

"Such perfect symmetry! Surely this is nature's genius at work!" he cooed.

"WERE YOU EVEN LISTENING!"

Gingerly inserting the leaf in his jacket pocket, Kidd looked at Soul with a blank face.

"Well to be honest I don't see what the big deal is. Wasn't it bound to happen eventually?"

Soul's jaw dropped to the ground in astonishment.

"What's with this response! I thought you were here to help me!" He yelled.

"So you kissed Maka; so what? If you liked it that much just do it again."

"WHO SAID I LIKED IT?"

"You couldn't even look at her without blushing this morning."

Soul slunk to the ground, feeling defeated by Kidd's blunt observation.

"Even if I did like it, Maka still finds me disgusting…" he mumbled.

"Did she say that?" asked Kidd, picking up another leaf and discarding it in disgust when he noticed a tear in it.

"Well not exactly, but her actions did. She couldn't get away from me fast enough."

"You know, Maka was blushing too." Kidd pointed out.

"What the hell does that have to do with anything?" Soul growled.

"Well last time I checked, blushing isn't affiliated with disgust."

Soul blinked, letting those words sink in.

'I was blushing because I liked it. Maka was blushing too. Does that mean…'

"Why don't you just go ask her about it?" sighed Kidd in exasperation. "I have to get back to the lesson."

"Oh… yeah! I'll go…" stammered Soul. But when Kidd began to walk away he shouted:

"Wait!" Kidd turned around.

"What?"

"Why are you helping me?"

Kidd smirked at this.

"I can't have my strongest future subordinates fall out of synch with each other, can I? What kind of Shinigami would I be?"

And then he was gone, leaving a totally used feeling Soul behind.

"Soul!" Maka yelled as she opened the apartment door. Her shout was met with silence.

'It seems even Blaire isn't here right now.' Thought Maka.

Sighing in defeat she crashed on the sofa. She had searched for Soul at all of his usual haunts, but when those had turned up zero results the apartment was the last place she could think of to check. But now that she knew he wasn't here she had no idea where to look.

"I should probably just wait here until he returns," she mumbled as she closed her eyes, her sleepless night finally catching up with her.

"Maka?" Soul said as he walked through the door. No one answered but he noticed Maka's shoes beside the door, unusually helter skelter, as if they'd been kicked off in a rush.

'That isn't really like her,' he thought.

As he walked through the kitchen he noticed someone was on the couch. When he went to investigate he found a sleeping Maka passed out cold on the sofa. Her pig tails were askew and her cloak was crumpled up around her. Her mouth was slightly open, and when he listened closely he could hear her tiny breaths go in and out, moving a strand of hair in her face.

He couldn't help but smile as he watched her. This lethal and anger-filled woman could actually be cute if she wanted. She stirred in her sleep, mumbling something. Leaning in closer to hear he only made out one word:

"Soul…"

This caused him to blush fiercely, but he didn't pull back. He had just realized how close he was to Maka's face, and the distance in between them seemed unbearable. He wanted nothing more than to close that distance in an instant and join their lips once more like they had the night before.

Without realizing it he had inched even closer, to the point he could feel her tiny breaths caress his face. He leaned in to seal the deal, slightly lowering his eyelids…

…and Maka opened hers.

He froze, not knowing what to do. There was no mistaking what he had been about to do. No lie was going to get him out of this one. So he stayed put not daring to move an inch, instead waiting for Maka to make the first move.

Maka stared at him for a good minute, just gazing into his eyes. He looked like a terrified rabbit, frozen between his fight or flight reflexes. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she giggled.

Out of all the reactions she could have responded with, (anger, disgust, shock, outrage), that was the last one Soul had expected. Hell, he didn't think he'd ever even heard her giggle before.

But his shock was nothing compared to the next second when Maka closed the distance between them and joined their lips. A few seconds later she pulled away with a slight blush.

For Soul it wasn't half as long as he would have liked, and he would have started to kiss her again, but Maka began to speak.

"I decided I don't care what happens between us! I just want us to be together."

"Maka…" said Soul, slightly confused.

"I know this might change everything, but who says that's a bad thing? It wouldn't hurt to try, right? And this way maybe we can become even happier than before." Maka fidgeted.

"What are you going on about?" Soul chuckled. Maka gave him a scowl.

"Okay okay. You're totally right! Let's try it."

At this Maka's face lit up.

"So, does this mean that you- you're okay with this?"

"I'm always up for another challenge." Soul smirked. And with that he was kissing her, laying her down upon the sofa.

Their lips moved against each other, soft skin against soft skin. Maka sighed beneath him, and he seized the opening to slip his tongue into her mouth. She gasped at the intrusion, pulling her tongue back away from his. But as he explored the roof, her teeth, and her cheeks with his tongue, he felt her own hesitantly push against his. And then they were in a full make-out session on the couch, ignorant of everything besides each other.

When Soul pulled back for air both were panting. Noting how hot it had suddenly become in their apartment, he tore his shirt off and flung it across the room.

"Uh, Soul… what are you doing?" Maka asked wide eyed, admiring his bare torso.

"It's friggin hot in here. Why don't you take off something too?" he asked, eyes glinting mischievously.

"Wait! Aren't we going a little fast?"

"Are you chickening out?"

They held a brief glaring contest.

"You want a challenge? Well take this!" And with that Maka unfastened her cloak and threw it away, but she didn't stop there. She also took off her shirt and wiggled out of her skirt, leaving herself in only her undergarments and socks.

Meanwhile Soul was trying desperately to fend off a nosebleed. Without a word he discarded his pants, leaving himself in nothing but boxers.

They both froze, finally realizing the position they were in. Soul in his boxers, leaning over a scantily clad Maka who was trapped beneath him, his legs and arms on either side of her. As they stared at each other the heat between them grew, and before they knew it they were once again kissing, but with more haste than they had before.

Not knowing what to do with her hands, Maka reached up and started to touch Soul's stomach, noting the layer of muscle beneath them. She let them roam as their tongues danced, and was surprised when she heard Soul groan.

Trying to find out what had happened, she realized her hands had wandered dangerously south, and the tips of her fingers were brushing the top of Soul's boxers.

"Maka~" he groaned again, sounding desperate.

'How can I deny him like this?' she thought as he looked at her pleadingly.

Slipping her fingers inside his boxers, she let her hands glide down until they reached his manhood, already hard and erect. At the contact Soul gasped. Liking this reaction, Maka began to move her hands up and down his length, eliciting the best noises from him.

"Nngh… ah! Ah… Maka."

Wanting to hear more she began moving her hands faster, and Soul shut his eyes tight. Intent on the task, she was surprised when she felt a hand start to caress her right breast. She gasped and paused in her ministrations.

"Don't stop," Soul panted into her ear, and began fondling her breast again.

She began again, but with less attention than before as Soul's hand slipped beneath her bra and began to rub her, pinching and pulling at her hardening nipple. She bit her lip from the pleasure and to keep focus. Before long Soul stopped and arched his back, focusing on nothing else but the feel of Maka's hand. Her stroking becoming faster, he couldn't hold back any longer and exploded in her hand, shuddering from the pleasure he had just received. When the white had cleared from his mind he looked down at her with gratitude, and she was looking up at him with a curious expression on her face.

"What's up with that expression?" He asked as he panted.

"It's just… I've never seen this side of you before." Maka explained, her cheeks becoming pink. "I feel like we're becoming… closer."

"Then let's become one," Soul purred into her ear. At this the pink became a rosy red, but Maka nodded in agreement.

He gazed into her eyes as he reached beind her, undoing her bra straps and revealing her breasts to him. After his eyes had their fill his gaze moved down to her panties, which he slowly slid down her legs, revealing her more intimate parts to him. His gaze lingered longest there before meeting her eyes once more as he began to wiggle out of his boxers, revealing himself to her. Then they were both completely nude, saying not a word as they studied each other.

"We can stop if you've changed your mind-" said Maka, feeling self-conscious under his scrutiny.

"You're beautiful." Said Soul, cutting her off. Before she could say any other self-degrading comment he stole her lips, shutting her up.

It wasn't long before they realized kissing was no longer enough. Maka demonstrated this by bringing her hips up to meet Soul's, rubbing against his erection. He groaned at the contact, and without further waiting grabbed a hold of himself and placed it at her entrance, the tip barely touching. He felt her tense up, so he whispered a gentle:

"Relax~" into her ear. Once he felt some of the tension fade from her body, he took the opportunity and quickly slid into her.

Maka yelled in surprise, and Soul was glad that no one was there to hear them. He eyed her warily as a single tear traced her cheek, soaking into the pillow below. He kissed the path the tear drop had taken, waiting patiently for her to adjust to having him insider of her.

Eventually she gave a large sigh, giving an experimental thrust with her hips. Soul moaned hard, happy to finally be moving again. It wasn't long before they established a rhythm with each other, meeting each thrust and generating waves of pleasure that rebounded between them. Lifting one of her legs onto his shoulder, he found he went even deeper than before, and the new sensations were even more pleasurable than before. Driving as deep as he could with each thrust, both of them couldn't stop from being loud with their moans.

Before long the familiar pressure began to build within them. Soul went faster as he felt it, and Maka began to tense up. When both were hovering on the very edge of release, their bodies began to tingle with energy as they felt their souls synchronize with each other. As their souls became one they both reached their high, only doubled as they felt both theirs and the others pleasure.

They panted for breath as they slowly descended back to earth, Soul on top of Maka. After a while she realized he was heavy on top of her, and she nudged him off to the side relieving some of the pressure, then she snuggled into his chest. His response was instant as he wrapped his arm around her, using the other to drag the blanket draped across the back of the sofa on top of their naked figures.

"I can understand now why you're parents got together," Soul snickered.

"Shut up," said Maka, smacking him on the chest.

"Well I'm glad they did, because otherwise I would have never met you," he added.

She looked up at him, and he saw how happy the comment had made her.

"I love you Soul." She said abruptly.

His head whirled at her words. He recalled everything that had happened between them since only yesterday, and the speed with which their new relationship was progressing. To his dismay he found he was slightly scared, but then he remembered how their souls had become one again, and how natural and right it had felt with Maka. He decided that the speed which they were going at was perfectly normal, and even if it had started slowly it was bound to happen like this eventually.

"I love you too, Maka." He answered, leaning his head against hers as he fell into a peaceful slumber.

"Alright, now synchronize with your weapons everyone," said Stein.

As she watched everyone's soul power increase, she couldn't help but feel that everyone was watching her and Soul, no doubt to see if they could actually synchronize their souls today. When Maka grasped Soul's hand and he turned fully into a death scythe and they had sucessfully synchronized, Kidd and Black*star's surprise was evident.

When their eyes widened further she thought they might be overreacting, but then she realized with shock that her and Soul's soul power was much larger than before, larger even than Black*star's now.

"Ah, I see you two can soul synchronize again," said Stein, wheeling over to them. "And you're soul power is even larger than it was before."

"How can it have gotten that much larger since yesterday?" questioned Kidd. "Especially after they had been unable to synchronize?"

"Well just like Maka's parents, they had sex." Responded Stein simply.

The statement broke everyone's concentration, and as the weapons returned to normal and the soul power within the vicinity dropped drastically, Maka and Soul felt like digging a hole to die in from the humiliation. The group was totally silent until:

"You can become stronger from having sex with your weapon?" yelled Black*star. "Why didn't anyone tell me this!"

And at that he grabbed Tsubaki by the hand and began dragging her off to their house, ignoring her protests and the group of people watching them leave in shocked silence.

The End

Hope you liked it! I just couldn't resist adding that one part at the end. Oh Black*star :D

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