TerritoryMore Like This
Author's Note: This idea came to me at random mostly because I realized that I haven't written a fic for this pairing within this range! I felt like it would be fun so I'm taking a swing at it. Characters are in their late teens so expect just a bit more maturity from them Read and review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater orrrr the characters!
Maka Albarn had to hold back the smugness that had taken over her as she stood at the bus station along with many of her classmates waiting for the return of their other halves. She couldn't wait to rub her latest discovery in Liz Thompson's face, especially since the Demon gun had accused her of being naïve and oblivious. But no, while Soul was away on his weapons' trip with all the other 3 star weapons and death weapons, she was found herself in the company of other meisters for entertainment, one of them being Black Star. To anyone looking in, the
Not So InnocentMore Like This
Author's Note: I'm on a role with these Soul Eater fics! I might have to try my hand at Soul/Maka sometime soon. Anyway, this came to me randomly (nearly 3am) and I just wanted to write it and get it out of the way.
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater, but this ficcy is mines!
She had always been an adaptable person. She was agreeable, understanding, friendly, pleasant, and trustworthy. Many aspects of her personality left those that she came in contact with believing she was the most approachable and innocent of the group of friends she hung out with. After all, there were the interesting rumors that all circled around her interesting group friends, that much Tsubaki knew. Death the Kid was accused of more than likely having weakly orgies with his partners, Liz and Patty while there were assumptions that Soul and Maka were into some form of whips and chains games on weekends. There apparently was no logical reason
How MuchMore Like This
"Years have past. So many years, that I hardly remember a time before you... a time before us. We are older, faster, stronger, and for some, taller. Sometimes wiser, but not even close to being as wise as we could be, as we need to be. But that's alright, because every day I learn new things, and I learn them because of you. You are my light, my inspiration, and my world. Without you I am nothing, and with you I will never fall again."
Tsubaki was in the kitchen making lunch when Black Star walked in puffing slightly with a sweat rag over one shoulder. He had been working out for most of the day and was just going to take a short break for lunch. He sat down with a thump and sat back contentedly. He watched his partner as she busied herself with preparing the meal. When she was done, she turned and plopped two plates of delicate sandwiches onto the table (Black Star's portion was three times the size of hers) and smiled,
SoMa: Holiday DanceAn upbeat song was playing, half of the partygoers were on the dance floor, and Maka wanted to be there with them.More Like This
There was only one problem. Her partner didn't like to dance.
"But you're good at dancing!" Maka exclaimed.
"I don't want to," was Soul's response. He sighed. He was good at dancing, Maka was right about that, but he wasn't the type of guy to let his moves loose in the middle of a crowded floor. He liked to watch.
"You can go on," he smiled. "I'll stay here."
She looked a bit disappointed as she headed towards Tsubaki and Black Star, who was showing off his breakdancing moves. Soul sipped his drink, trying not to think about what just happened. He scanned the room, from the dancers, to the kids taking food from the buffet table, the wreaths and lights on the wall, to an embarrassed Kid who started to scream because Lord Death was dressed up as Santa. But no matter how hard he tried to distract himself, his thoughts came back to Maka, who was laughing as she tri
The Forever Piece EpilogueThe forever pieceMore Like This
My hands gently caress my large stomach. Soul hums softly in my ear as his hands are over mine. His eyes are closed peacefully as his hands keep caressing my wedding ring along with my stomach. He hasn’t stopped humming the song ever since we performed it on my mother’s anniversary. He says it is his favorite song ever. It is something about the melody he hasn’t managed to forget. It is the “melody of his emotions” as he likes to express it. He says it is how it feels like to be in love with your soul mate.
I giggle a little while I turn my head so I can see his face. He looks so at peace. His eyes closed and his features relaxed. “Are you happy?”
The paddy fields in Japan had turned much better. The workers had an improved working environment and their salary had increased. It was less dangerous for them and in Noah’s reports said they were very happy and they actually sang loud