Ice Skating -GrayxNatsu-"Natsu! Come on!"More Like This
This was the worst.
"Shut-up already! I'm getting there!"
But Natsu continued to stand there in the freezing snow, unmoving, as he glared down distastefully at the layer of ice before him. Mocking him. Much like how Gray was as he skated effortlessly on the frozen lake while laughing at the pink-haired teen.
"Just give it up Lucy!" Gray called to the blonde skating nearby him, "He's too scared to get on the ice."
"I ain't scared you bastard!!" Natsu screamed from the edge of the frozen lake, "I just hate this sort of thing! It's freezing out here!"
Honestly, when Natsu had been invited by Erza for their group to all hang out after school at the park, he expected snowball fights. Something to get his blood pumping and heart racing. And so he could have the excuse to pummel Gray in a way that didn't get him in trouble with Erza.
But then said young woman had abruptly shown up with pairs of ice skates for everyone. He didn't know how she did it, but she did, and with eve
Kiss It All Better. SoulxMaka.More Like This
He sits in his cell
and he lays on his bed
covers his head
and closes his eyes.
He sees a smoking gun
and the coward, he ran
while in his arms is the bleeding
love of his life.
And she cried,
"Maka..." Soul spoke softly, curling inward on himself. He was sitting on the bed of the jail cell, hugging his stomach, head between his pulled-up knees. "Why...?" He remembered the event as if it had just happened yesterday, when in reality, it occured just about a year ago.
BOOM! The sound echoed through his head, chiming off every corner of his mind he didn't even know was there. Soul's blurred vision began to clear, when he noticed the pistol aimed at his direction. 'Where'd Maka go?' He thought to himself. A light weight fell on his chest, but he was so dazed, it knocked him to the ground.
"What the?" The albino looked down, only to see the wide olive eyes of his lover. Her lips were slightly parted and a crimson liquid was splattered on her left peachy-cream cheek. "M-Maka..
SE: Until Now Ch. 2- Sinking InMore Like This
I rose up from the ground and decided to begin packing. Professor Stein and I will depart tomorrow evening to our designated posts. With a quick swipe at my drenched face, I dug into the closet and pulled out a week's set of clothing, toiletries, and extra pair of shoes followed by shoving them into my duffel bag.
A while without Soul? I thought aimlessly as I zipped the bag. I never thought it'd come to this.
I turned to my window and saw pictures of us with the gang. Beside it was a picture of Soul and I at the sick bay when I fallen victim to Arachne's paralysis webs. I was making an embarrassed face as Soul spoon fed me the meal. He had a small grin on his lips, as if my uncomfortable state pleased him. I knew he was a sadist.
But still… I'll miss Soul.
With one final glance at the picture, I closed my room and decided to make dinner to make up for what I did. This is, after all, our last dinner together for a while.
I opened the fridge to check if there was an
SE: Until Now Ch. 1- Troublesome NewsMore Like This
"Maka!" someone called from behind.
A masculine boy of the age of eighteen with disheveled, frosty, spiky hair, and a pair of intimidating yet playful ruby eyes strode lazily to the table and took a seat behind me. "Lord Death called."
I flipped the bacon over the pan as a sign to continue.
"He needs us to stop by his office; said it was urgent."
I stopped fidgeting with the sizzling strip and glanced at him with a short acknowledging glance. "What did you do this time, Soul?" I sighed disapprovingly.
"Hey," he raised his voice defensively, "don't assume I did something wrong when I don't even know what I did."
"That's exactly it," I stated teasingly, "sometimes I wonder if you ever grew up Soul."
"Of course I did," he grinned with that dangerous, charming trade mark smile of his, "a cool guy like me would never pull immature stunts and get caught."
"Only with Black*Star," I muttered aloud.
"So not cool, Maka," he retorted in an annoyed, even tone.
I snorted as I brought the pan