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SoMa Fanfic - First MeetingSun showered all of Death City on a warm summer day. A cool breeze brought the smell of honeysuckle and freshly mowed grass in the Death City Park.SoMa Fanfic - First Meeting by cturcz1234
A small girl, no older than six, sat with her mother and father by the pond in the middle of the Death City Park.
Frogs croaked from the top of water lilies as they hopped from one to another. Dragonflies and butterflies flew about, gliding from lily pad-to-lily pad, flower-to-flower. Birds chirped and sang to their visitors from atop the high trees in the park; the sun peaking through its branches and leaves.
The girl smiled and pointed at a butterfly resting on a nearby flower. She, a bit un-swiftly, ran over to the flower, scaring the butterfly away in the process. She ran after it as it flew around the park and eventually flew too high for her to keep up, so she gave up. When she stopped she realized she was a great deal away from her parents. She glanced around and couldn't find them, but only found a small figure sitting against one o
SoxMa Of Music and Meister Ch1
The night was warm. Almost too warm but compared to the oppressive heat of day, the evening air was quite refreshing. Lights and music drifted over the city from Shibusen perched high above the buildings. The music was accented by the sounds of excited babble and laughter that became more audible as one drew closer to the unique school. The source of the excitement was a large ballroom with a huge open air balcony located about halfway up one of Shibusen's towers. It was a new year at the school and once again after the new students had a chance to get acquainted, a formal was held in this ballroom to officially welcome the newcomers. Students dressed to the nines mingled and laughed the night away while sharing the excitement of beginning their new lives. Most had already found their partners but this formal also served the dual purpose of allowing the stragglers to find their partners as well.
Off to the side in the large white and black marble ballroom stood a beaut
SoMa Ch 1 Sweet Dreams"I hate you Papa!" Maka screams at the top of her lungs. "You bastard!"
Maka runs past Spirit, her womanizing father. Soul was leaning against a wall, anticipating Maka. She grabs his arm and swings him. Soul wasn't expecting Maka to hurl him like she was doing, but he recognizes the way she swings him and transforms into his Death Scythe form.
Maka stops. Then she takes off at full speed back to the balcony Spirit was still at, half-hanging over the edge and screaming, "Papa loves Mama and Maka the most! PAPA LOVES MAMA AND MAKA THE MOST!!!"
Maka steps onto the edge and jumps off of Shibusen's balcony. Spirit freaks out and attempts to cry out for Maka in vain.
Soul sees that Maka wants to fly away, so he manipulates himself into a smaller scythe and Maka spreads her wings.
Soul looks up at his Meister, about to calmly ask her what's the matter, but remains quiet because she is crying.
They land at their apartment and Maka sets Soul against the wall. "Stay here; I'll return shortly,"
SoMa Ch 2 Tell Me WhyTwo weeks go by, yet Maka still hasn't explained to Soul what happened. Soul is patient, however, because now she is talking again.
"What do you want to eat tonight, Soul?"
Soul looks at Maka thoughtfully. "Can you make...stuffed shells?"
"Yeah. Have you never of them? It's like lasagna only in shells. I can teach you how to make them."
Soul and Maka are now in the kitchen with all of the ingredients spread out. "Um," Soul says. "I think we have too much for the two of us."
Maka nods and laughs a little. "Yeah, you are probably right. We can just eat the rest of it as leftovers later."
She begins cooking the shells and he cooks the meat for the sauce beside her. When they finish, they turn around to grab the fresh herbs and tomato sauce to mix with the meat.
Soul is faced with an irresistible temptation: to splatter sauce over Maka. She's wearing some of his old clothes that no longer fit him, so it wouldn't really matter if she got dirty, and he's wearing a r
The Life of a New Evans chapter 2“Welcome to our Beginner Scythe meister class, I am your teacher Maka Evans call me Miss.Evans or Mss.Maka its up to you. Now today i will talk about the bond a weapon and meister have and how to strengthen it through different things, some will be easy but others will be more difficult.” maka walked looking at her class. she smiled a little wider seeing her son next to a cute looking girl. she was so proud of him. she keeps on with her speech.” Now my late husband Soul Evans was my weapon for so many years and we made a tight bond that was almost impossible to shake. You know why? its now because we were married but that we understood each others pain, weaknesses, and our souls....”melody” as he used to call it. his soul was rough bit is strong and Loyal to the end an.....” She was cut of by a boy in the back “ yea sure!! My mom said he turned to a monster and tried to kill the town! EHEHEHEH “leon got up and walked to him and grabbed th
SoulxMaka FanFic - Nightmares"Soul, get up! Your gonna be late again!" Maka called.
It wasn't unusual for Soul to get up late, but today seemed to be stretching it a bit.
Maka waited a bit for a response, when she got none she groaned and quickly finished her orange juice. She tossed her dishes in the sink and went to Soul's door and knocked.
"Soul? Helllooooo?" Maka called and when she got no response she knocked louder. Maka sighed and said, "Soul, I'm coming in," and brushed some hair out of her face before opening the door. "Soul?" she asked quietly as she peeked into the room. She stepped in and the first thing that caught her attention were the items scattered all over the ground; his clothes. She shook her head slightly.
Doesn't he ever pick up his room?
She walked over to his bed then, quietly and nervously watching and Soul tossed and turned in his bed- making strange noises ever now end then. Maka raised an eyebrow.
"Soul You dope," she told him as she grabbed one of the pillows and to
Make A Wish.
Make A Wish.
Soul was napping again. This time he fell asleep right after he got home from school on their red love seat in the living room. He wasn't sleeping 20 minutes when something hard hit him in the chest. Soul lazily opened his eyes to see what the heck it was. To his surprise he saw his partner Maka sitting on him.
"There are other couches ya know." Soul told her.
"I know" she replied, "But I feel like sitting on this one."
"Do you want me to get up ?" Soul asked
"No" Maka answered.
"Suit yourself. " Soul wasn't going to complain, he would want nothing more then to cuddle with his secret desire on their love seat. It would seem that Maka felt the same since she spun around and just laid down on him, resting her head beside his. 'Whats got into her?' Soul thought 'Is this actually happening? I can sense her soul's wavelength and it seems that she wants this as much as I do. Could
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