The demon smiles as he types in his small laptop. "Ooh, this is turning out really well..."

He glances up at the camera before turning back to his fan fiction. "Yes, I'm aware of all of you. Why else would I make them dance? Soul and Maka, I mean. It was for you SoMa shippers out there."

He chuckles at something he wrote and pauses, giving an evil smirk to the camera. "And don't tell me none of you enjoyed seeing Maka act like that under the influence of me? I'm sure you all liked that ending where she reached out to him and saved him at the end."

"And that's for all you anime watchers. I sacrificed my original plans for all of you and made sure there were tons of memorable moments in there for you." He goes back to his writing. "Now in the manga... Well, let's say I had a lot more planned than what you read, but the illustrators thought it was a bit much and wouldn't put it in."

"I thought I would be able to convince that bunch because of what they put in there, but they were hellbent on keeping everything platonic..." The demon scowls. "All I did was for nothing. All I did for those two and they just... He ate me."

The demon looks up, his scowl replacing itself with a smile. He waves a finger about. "But I'm still here! I'm still alive and kicking, I'm still a part of Soul's subconscious. As long as I'm in his memories, I am alive."

He gives a lecherous grin. "And you were wondering what I made him read before? It's from my own works. I would read it to you... but I don't think it's allowed on your site. Even with the M rating."

"I want to show you all something." He closes his laptop and darkens the already dim room. A holographic image of Soul and Maka appears.

They're older, adults, and living in the same apartment. Her hair is down. She's holding a small bundle in her arms and smiling at it lovingly. Soul wraps his arms around her from behind and whispers something in her ear, causing her to stiffen and castigate him.

He chuckles and rests his chin on her shoulder, his red eyes softening as they watch the watch the bundle. A small arm reaches out from the bundle and Soul raises a finger to touch it when it flashes and turns to a small gray scythe. Soul gasps and Maka giggles, reaching her head down to kiss the bundle.

They walk to the room that once belonged to Maka open the door to reveal a crib and other baby-esque things. But the crib was important. It had belonged to Soul when he was a baby and still had small scratches where he'd rubbed his scythe arm as a babe.

She set the bundle down in the crib and cooed to it as Soul hugged her from behind and stared at her lovingly. She sighed with satisfaction and says something to Soul. He grins and takes her hand. She turns to him with a look of confusion as he leads her out of the room. She barely has time to hit the light switch as he pulls her out. He reaches behind her and closes the door slowly before turning to her and saying something. She turns red and gestures to the room, while protesting quietly.

His grin spreads from ear to ear and he bends down to pick her up and throw her over his shoulder. She slaps his back lightly, her mouth contorted into a grin as laughs quake her being. He opens the door to his- their room and he drops her onto the bed. Her laughter stops and he climbs over her, they smile at each other, their contrasting eyes filling with adoration for the other. He drops his head to her ear and whispers something. She shakes her head with a small smile then pushes lightly at his chest before sighing.

Fine.

The hologram disappears and the demon approaches the camera. "That was what I was trying to achieve. And I got it! And while the sadistic and nasty side of me wishes there would be more yelling, roughness, naughtiness, this is good enough."

"Now, I want you all to go back and think about all I did to these two, and think about how much closer I brought them." He huffs and crosses his arms. "Maybe then, you could find it in yourself to appreciate me a bit more."

He sighs and drops his arms. "Now here I am, with nothing to amuse me but Soul's memories and the like. Even as they're created I see them. All I can do is sit and wait until the memories stop coming and I'm left with nothing."

He smiles and his normal scandalous nature returns. "But that time is far from now and there's still much more to explore! For example-"

The demon freezes and bites his fingers. "Oh no, I mustn't! What would you think of me if I did?"

He turns and raises his hand behind him. "Oh no... Not yet... Until next time... Friends."

The light goes out.

(Okay, the last chapter got so much response I was like, 'I'll try to make more!' So, I guess this is turning into a Little Demon shipping thing. He's just going to gush over them and schtuff and WAHH! This last little part got a bit serious, but I liked it. Please review!)