Hey! Thx for clicking on my story! I'M JUST WARNING YOU this story is SoMa just there will be bumps. They aren't together at first, but don't worry! If you guys are like me sometimes you just like SoMa right off the bat. I like that SOMETIMES but this story isn't like that right off the bat stuff. But trust me there will be SoMa, I'm not backing out on this! I just want some juicy drama; come on everyone loves some drama! Anyway I hope you enjoy! Thx~

Soul Eater

The cool black night blanket spread across the sky. The stars made little twinkles, Maka smelt the gasoline spitting out of the motor of the motorcycle. Her arms where wrapped around Soul's waist, as he drove the motorcycle around death city. She pressed her cheek on his cool leather jacket. The wheel screeched along the pavement, the gas smoke fluttered around them. The fresh red paint along the medal motorcycle was a dark shade, matching the night.

"Soul where are we going?!" Maka shouted over the loud sound of the engine. Soul shrugged "anywhere I guess. Why can't we get some fresh air?" He asked. "That's not a problem" she answered. Maka kept her head against his back tracing the soul on his jacket. The stitching was perfect like Professor Stein.

She yawned exhausted from the long day she had. She wanted to go into her bedroom, and cuddle up in the warm covers, after a heaping hot shower. To snuggle up with a good book she recently checked out of the library. Souls bloody red eyes focused on the road. They drove to what seemed like centuries, all around town. Finally Maka peacefully let sleep consume her.

Soul finally realized, when she wouldn't answer his questions. "Maka?" he stopped the motorcycle onto the side of the sidewalk. The screech on the wheels where like nails on a chalkboard. "Maka?!" he asked again not stopping the motor. He turned the key in the key hole and took it out, placed it into his leather jacket pocket. He turned around to see his Meister deep in sleep, so he didn't wake her. Instead he took her head from her hands, and turned her around, so her back would be leaning against his. For more balance, that's what Kid would call it. But inside him he wanted Maka to be as comfortable as possible. They arrived at the apartment complex they lived in, Soul pulled into the parking spot. He pulled the key once more out of its socket. He took Maka onto his back and climbed 2 flight of stairs to their apartment door. 'You owe me big time Maka Albarn' Soul thought. He turned they key in the lock and click the door creaked open. He sat his mister onto the couch, and untied her shoes and pulled them off. He put them in her room where he usually sees them. He took of her long coat that looked like cape, and hung it up in her closet. Soul put a blanket on top of Maka to keep her warm, and headed into the bathroom to take a shower.

Maka had a nightmare about the kishen and her battle. The blood surrounded her, fear grew in her eyes. Maka saw her friends on the ground, defeated. She sense their souls, they were weak they had no power in them. SOUL! KID! BLACK STAR! TUSBAKI! LIZ! PATTY! She yelled ANYONE!? No answer, Maka fell to her knees crying. She ran over to Soul shaking him, he was still in his weapon form. "Soul!? Don't die on me!" Next she ran over to Black Star and Tusbaki, "Tusbaki?" Her voice cracked, 'Black Star can't fail!' Maka shouted at the two guns (Liz and Patty) "Come on guys!?" "Kid!" she lifted the grim reaper from the ground to face her. "No…." she mumbled "NOOOOOOOO!" She shouted, and then a white flash caught her attention. It was Soul he transformed into his human for, his face on the ground. "Maka….?" He whispered, "Soul!" She ran over to him, and fell to her knees. Soul lifted his hand and placed it on her thigh, "are you hurt?" he asked concerned about his mister. She shoved her pain aside, "Don't worry about me! What's wrong with you!?" "I'm fine," he said his voice shaking. Maka scan his body, she saw the blood ooze out of his side. "Soul!" "I'M FINE MAKA!" he shouted hiding then pain inside him "NO YOU AREN'T!" She argued "Get out of here while you can!…." He barked, "I'm not leaving you guys behind!" she wailed, she heard a faint evil laugh. "How touching" a slick voice said, it was the kishen. Maka shoot up onto her feet looking around her, in the darkness. She made out a figure walking towards her, he shoot a red lightning bolt at her. She doge it, and run up to him to throw her fist in his face. But he shoved her away knocking her to the ground. Maka tried to stop him from reaching her friends, but it was too late. He tore their bodies apart and took their soul's. "NOOO!" She shout running over trying to block her friends. The Kishin ripped his hand inside her body, her eyes froze. The pain was unbearable; he pulled out her soul and took it. Maka disappeared, and the Kishin smiled and turned around running the other direction.

Soul saw his Maka sweating like crazy. It seemed like every 5 seconds she sweat a gallon. "Maka?" He said aloud, but she was still asleep. Soul shakes her trying to wake her up, "Maka!"

Maka felt being shaken in her dream. 'She wasn't dead? Yes she was, right?' Her name was being called out by someone. Soul? "Soul?!" She called into nothing. Then she opened her eyes with one blink.

"Maka!?" Soul yelled "Soul?" She said his name In return. "What's happening?" Maka felt her wet body, was she sweating? She put her nimble fingers up against her forehead. It was soaking "I-...I had a nightmare.." Maka answered her own question. She grabbed out her green LG phone from her sweater pocket, and clicked the small button the screen lit up, blinding her vision. "11:27!?" She shouted out loud, and swung up from the sofa. The show friends on the TV caught her eye. "Soul!? What are you doing up so late!?" "Watching TV" he answered not taking his eyes off the screen. "We have school tomorrow and you're up at 11:27 watching TV!?" "Just calm down tiny tits" Soul yawned. "What!?" Maka shout, giving him a Maka chop with a nearby object. Maka placed down the object and calmly brushed off her red plaid miniskirt. "I'm heading to bed, and you should to SOUL" Maka ordered. Soul stayed on the ground, crouching, and rubbing his head from the Maka chop.

Maka walk into her room and grabbed the pj's on her dresser. Maka skipped into the bathroom and the first thing she saw was Blair putting makeup on, naked. "Blair! Please get out!" Maka barked, Blair rolled her eyes ad turned into her cat form, and walked out. Maka locked the door behind her so no one could come in. She striped until she hit her pale skin. Maka hopped into the shower, and ran the hot water onto her face. It felt good being clean once again; she closed her eyes and listened to the water slap against her face. When Maka was done she turned off the water and grabbed her fluffy towel. She rested her face against it, and then dried off the rest of her body. She took her towel and wrapped it in her hair. Maka pulled on her long fluffy red plaid pj pants matching her skirt that she always wears. She put on a yellow plane shirt for her pj's. She unlocked the door and slipped out, and into her room.

Soul channel surfed, trying to find something interesting. He was only up watching TV for an hour, and he was already bored. Blair walked into the room and sat in front of the TV. "Blair! Do you mind!?" Blair turned her head towards Soul. "Soulyyyy!" She shout turning into her human form, and running towards him. Her oversized boobs shoved into his face. His nose started to bleed onto Blair's skin. "I thought you where Maka!" Blair shouted still with her breasts in his face. 'I wish I was right now' Soul mumbled.

Maka poke her head into the living room. "Hey soul, have you seen Blair?" her eyes started to fill with rage. She took her thick, book war and peace in her hands and slammed it onto Soul's skull. "YOU IDIOT!" She screamed, "I didn't do anything!? It's Blair!" Soul yelled, "Whatever..." Maka mumbled rolling her eyes. Maka ran her brush threw her hair while blow drying it. Soul walked in beside her taking his comb brushing threw his white hair. Maka smiled as she blew the dry Warm air onto her face. As a joke she put the air into Soul's hair, making his hair fly in every direction. Soul took the hair dryer from Maka, and put it on her face, full blast. Making her hair go a straight back, Maka laughed as she took her hair dryer back and turned it off. She took her toothbrush and turned it on, music blasted throughout the bathroom. The song shake it by Metro Station played, and Maka swayed, lifting her shoulders every time she swayed left to right. Soul muttered 'retard' shaking his head, smiling showing his shark like teeth. "Good night Soul" she said giving him a hug, she smelt his plain white tee-shirt. It smelt good, like his axe, she just got him. Soul returned her hug, resting his chin on her head. "Night Maka" he said, as he let go of his mister.

Maka went into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Soul repeated what she did and went to sleep. Maka hopped into her bed and crawled under the sheets. The nightmare replayed in her mind; just it took place where she left off. She woke up screaming, she looked around her room she was safe. Maka started to cry, as she placed her head in her hands.

Soul heard Maka scream, it awoke him from his slumber. He threw the covers off his body, and ran into her room pulling the door open.

Maka's head lifted from her hands, her face was all red and puffy, from crying. "Soul-!" she whimpered, running into his arms, Maka let her tears fall and stain onto his pure white shirt. Soul wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her back. "What Happened?" "The dream- I-I- I'm fine now…" she said letting go of him wiping her face, blushing. "Maka, don't tell me that crap, what happened? Don't be shy it's just me!" "I just had the nightmare again I'm fine, really. I just don't want to go back to sleep, I can't now." Maka said, and sat on the edge of the bed. "Get in bed Maka, you need rest." "No I don't! Can't we just stay up?" "We?!" Soul said with a puzzled voiced, "Yeah, why not? You stay up anyway!?" "Maka you're just saying that because you don't want to have that dream again." Soul said pulling the covers over her, "Not true!...well maybe" she trailed off, Soul pulled out her chair from her desk, and sat the backwards way resting his hands on the backrest part. "Well that's why I'm here," Soul said yawning wiping his hands on his red, baggy basketball shorts. Maka smiled slightly and closed her eyes "Good night Soul" she whispered, and fell asleep.