Rituals of Love | By : AngelKayohisura Category: +S to Z > Soul Eater Views: 5453 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater in the slightest, and I write this for fun and not for profit. |
Story: Rituals Of Love
Chapter: Two
Disclaimer: I don't own Soul Eater in the slightest, and I write this for fun and not for profit.
Rating: T
Summary: Soul struggles to express his emotions, but Maka always comes first.
Soul Eater Evans leaned over their only porcelain goddess and willed himself to vomit.
Please, Shinigami-sama, even a little bit.
With no vomit miraculously forthcoming, he was clearly reduced to drastic measures. Drastic measures specifically being sticking a finger, then his toothbrush when his finger failed, down his throat.
He was casting about for a longer object when harsh pounding startled him into jabbing the end of said toothbrush painfully into the inner lining of his esophagus, and while it did cause him to gag, cough, and splutter, still nothing would come up.
“Hurry UP, Soul, or I’ll Maka Chop right through this door!” She put so much strength into that yell that her jewelry tinkled.
Please, Shinigami-sama, I won’t skip any more classes this YEAR, if you just do me this one thing. Forget the vomiting, give me the plague. Give me cancer. Give me anything except an uncontrollable bout of the black blood, anything that will let me stay at home until this is all over. It just has to look real enough to get by Maka.
It was unreasonable to bargain skipping with no skipping, but it was his second-best card.
“Just a minute,” he rasped out. Due to the spearing he’d given himself with the toothbrush, the hoarseness wasn’t faked. Perhaps swallowing his cufflinks would be enough to give him heavy metal poisoning in under an hour.
I’ll make good grades. A’s and B’s.
There went his ace—if Shinigami-sama didn’t respond, he was just going to have to face the music.
Shuffling around as slowly as possible to draw it out as long as he could, Soul willed and prayed and begged for a sickness to save him. But with nothing forthcoming, he eventually had to leave the sanctuary of the bathroom.
An emerald gaze immediately accosted him as soon as he cracked open the door.
“If you don’t move it, Soul, we’re going to be late!”
Soul shoved past her and slouched the whole way to the door. He wished they would just not go altogether.
“And straighten your tie!”
If he was lucky, maybe she would trip in those ridiculous heels and break an ankle.
ooOoo
Twenty minutes later saw them outside the yearly Autumn Ball at DWMA in full formal dress.
Maka swept toward the entrance immediately, homing in on Tsubaki, Liz, and Patty so quickly it was as if she were a cow caught in a tractor beam. A scowl twisted Soul’s lips as he slunk towards them at a much slower pace. Futilely, he tried to distract himself from thoughts of the impending disaster with puzzling out how exactly Maka had been able to ride the back of his motorcycle in an evening gown and come out looking perfectly coiffed. Unfortunately, since Maka was the source of his current predicament, thinking of her wasn’t much of a distraction.
Exactly how had he gotten himself into this mess?
A broad hand suddenly slapped him on the back, forcing the wind out of his lungs in a loud whoosh, but before he could protest Black Star had already roped him into a one-armed hug. Said ninja grinned mischievously with squinted eyes as he took in the disgruntled face of his best friend.
“Fuck man, we all wondered when you would make a move! So have you guys done it yet?”
Soul swore under his breath before hissing, “Shut UP, Black Star. Everyone doesn’t need to hear you run your big mouth!”
“Lighten up! Yahoo! The whole school knows, and we’re behind you one hundred percent! Not that it matters. As long as I, the great BLACK STAR, give my godly stamp of approval, the opinions of mortal folk are irrelevant. Not that everyone actually approves. I heard Spirit—“
Soul wished the ground would swallow him whole. He was never going to live this down. His entire cool reputation was shot to hell, and damn if he was going to score anytime soon if everyone thought he and Maka were an item.
He had to hold back a groan at that entirely nauseating thought.
“—Or that other guy. Can you believe he was going to give Maka roses? Like she likes that kind of thing,” Black Star sniggered and continued to prattle on, completely oblivious to Soul’s black mood. “But if you had told me you were going to do it beforehand, I could have put a bet down and won the jackpot! Instead, Liz took everythi—“
This whole thing had been a mistake, a huge accident. If he had known at the time that his actions would be misconstrued as an invitation for a date, he would have cut off his tongue right then and there. Because he so didn’t need this shit.
Rewind exactly three days, four hours, two minutes, and twenty seven seconds.
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