Why am I writing this?
I can't believe I'm writing something this close to M. And to think my friends vote me "Most Innocent" in memes.
It's an act. I pretend I don't know exactly what the innuendo is when the other teenagers at school talk, even though I do actually know just don't care for it. Besides, I'm tired and chapter 71/2 was insane.
Feedback, please! The more comments I get the more I feel less embarrassed and more willing to write. This chapter was only completed because I got comments on the prologue and was like "Omg it doesn't suck? I-I'm so happy... I'm going to write more!"
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Title: Walk a Mile
Rating: T, maybe up to M. Not really sure, just be warned.
Warning: Spoilers for up to chapter 72 (or 71-2), Crackish Slash and Femslash, Crack theories, crackpairings, mild sexual situations, genderbending, mild nudity, language, that time of the month... If you were old enough to read the latest chapter then you probably are fine to read this.
Pairings: Soul/Maka, slight crackish Maka/Waffles (both of them), mild Kim/Ox, Harver/Jackie. Possibly more crackpairings.
Summary: AU after chapter 72. Kid's been safely rescued, but the effects of the Lust chapter won't wear off for two weeks, leaving the members of Spartoi to deal with hormone issues, unwanted suitors, and Blair.
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Chapter Two: That Time of The Month
The world was an evil, frightening and stupid place and it hated Soul.
Or at least that was his conclusion when he found himself creeping out of their apartment at seven AM. Maka was still asleep, worn out from the battle. Soul had woken up at six to an agonizing pain in his back and the area near his stomach, and after staring at the bottle of storebrand pain medication for a minute he dug out a few leftover pills of medication used for serious injuries and took those instead. And then he found himself desperately craving chocolate and finding none in the house.
He had lived with Maka long enough to know where she got her supply of chocolate during that time of the month, so after sneaking into her room and grabbing a shirt and a pair of shorts, he left the apartment in search of the cafe she liked to get chocolate cake from.
When he got there it was to discover Black Star and Kirikou already there, sitting at a table with large slices of cake in front of them. Black Star looked like he couldn't get enough, and Soul took comfort in their shared misery and slid into an empty seat at their table.
"You too?" Kirikou looked miserable as Soul nodded. The bemused waiter took his order and Soul leaned back in his seat, fidgeting in a combination of anxiety and pain. Even after the medication, which was often used for gunshot wounds, his back still hurt. "I ended up at Kim and Jackie's last night, freaking out. This was kinda interesting at first but now..."
"This blows hard," Black Star complained through a mouthful of cake. "And my boobs hurt like hell."
"Mine don't," Soul muttered irritably. "My back does though."
"I think I'm really glad to have been born a guy," Kirikou shuddered. "Imagine this every month!"
"Better than being hit in the nads," Black Star said in an attempt at brightness.
"But that doesn't happen every mo- nevermind, it's you," Soul rolled his eyes. The waiter dropped the cake in front of him and Soul's mood brightened instantly, digging in. "Damn, chocolate has never tasted so good."
There were sounds of mutual agreement from his former male friends.
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When he came home to the sight of Maka wearing his t-shirt and jeans (which seemed to Soul to fit far too perfectly. The simple school uniform Maka had been wearing while in the book did not do 'his' body enough justice) and an apron, cooking breakfast, Soul's mind ceased working for about two minutes. In that time, a distracted Maka finally noticed him, "Morning Soul. Where'd you go off to?"
"Just out," Soul replied vaguely, awkwardly shifting the box of cake and putting it somewhere safe.
"Soul-chan was getting cake," Blair had hopped onto the counter, still in her cat form, and sniffed the air.
'Why is Blair still a girl?' Soul thought bitterly. 'Of all the people for the Lust chapter not to effect...'
"Oh. I hope you still have room for breakfast," Maka looked thoughtfully at the eggs she was cooking.
Why did Soul find that so attractive? It was just Maka. And hell she was a GUY at the moment!
Finishing the cooking, Maka put the food on plates and set them down on the table. They ate breakfast in near silence. "Hey, Blair," Maka finally brought up the subject both of them had been wondering about. "How come you're still a girl?"
"Eeh? Bu-tan turned into a boy too," Blair admitted. "But Bu-tan can change forms. Do you want to see Bu-tan's new manly form?"
"No, not reall-"
Too late, there was a puff of smoke and a man with only a pair of far too tight pants stood there, with godlike muscles and a wave of silky dark purple hair and a face that people would kill for, far hotter than any actor ever.
In an instant, both Soul and Maka's heads dropped to the table.
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They had to go shopping after breakfast, because in the preparations for going into the book of Eibon nobody had thought to go grocery shopping and the eggs and bacon were the last of their food. Neither of them wanted to go out in public (Soul had made an exception for the pursuit of chocolate) but eventually they decided that they would bear the shame together. But first, Maka had made him brush his hair. He'd intended to do it the night before but had forgotten, and so for ten minutes he stood in front of the mirror, his eyes tearing in pain as he tried to get the tangles out of his hair. When he came out, blotchy and sniffly but with tangle-free hair, Maka had blinked and then sighed, running a hand absently though her own new short locks like Soul often did when exasperated.
"I don't get how guys can act all tough and then can't stand brushing long hair," Maka sighed. Soul just looked at her.
"It hurts! Why the hell would anyone want long hair if it hurts to brush it that much?"
"It doesn't hurt if you brush it regularly," Maka lead the way out the apartment door.
"I do brush my hair regularly!" Soul protested.
"But it's short so it doesn't matter," Maka shook her head and fingered her own sandy hair. "It's so weird having short hair."
Soul snorted, blowing a lock of hair out of his face. "How do you stand having long hair?"
One or both of them was at the grocery store every week, so people definitely stared when they saw what was clearly Soul and Maka and yet so very not entering the store.
Their cashier stared at them until finally Soul snapped.
"What?!"
"I-is that you, Soul-kun?"
Maka delivered a pained smile, "There was an incident with a recent mission and it's taking some time to wear off."
"I-I see," their cashier finally finished ringing up their items. "Uh, good luck?" She said hesitantly when they wandered off.
And then Maka stopped, blinking at the automatic doors of the grocery store, where a girl with brown hair in ringlet pigtails stood, hands clasped together in awe.
"So it's true!" the girl gasped. "Maka-sempai has become a boy!"
"Huh?"
"I can't believe it! My good luck for this to happen!" The girl said breathlessly. "It's as if the gods wish us to be together!" And the girl darted forward before Soul could react, knocking the grocery bag out of Maka's hand and clasping 'his' hands tightly.
Soul's blood seemed to boil, and for a moment he thought he saw red. He twitched.
"We're destined to be! Maka-sempai, please be my partner!" The girl gushed.
"Wh-what?" Maka stuttered, completely lost. And then 'he' gave a start when the air seemed to reduce in temperature.
"Get away from my nerd, bitch," Soul's right arm had become a blade and 'she' was glaring at the girl clasping Maka's hands with murder in her eyes. The girl whirled just in time to meet the blade with one of her own.
"You and Maka-sempai are totally incompatible!" The girl shrieked angrily. "I am much more suited for someone as amazing as Maka-sempai!"
"Umm, I-I'm flattered," Maka stammered. "But I'm not interested in a new partner."
The girl's face fell, but she whirled angrily at Soul. "You are corrupting Maka-sempai's mind somehow!" She cried out before darting through the automatic doors.
People had started to crowd around, but Maka was heedless to it as 'he' turned to Soul, who had returned to full human form but was still steaming. " 'Get away from my nerd'?" Maka repeated, her eyes wide and face red.
'Shit.'
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A/N: An appearance from my comic! Oh noes! The tension is definitely gonna heat up now that Maka's overheard Soul's rage-filled declaration. I'm sure he wouldn't blurt that out if Soul was male and not suffering from the RAGE of that time of the month. I feel like this is getting more crackish by the second... And if anyone has any more crack ideas for me to add in, feel free, because this is going to be pretty random.
Next Chapter: Soul gets called flat again, Black Star begins to understand what it's really like to be a DD, Tsubaki gets a fanclub, and Kirikou and Kid end up having to deal with their crazy partners.
It's an act. I pretend I don't know exactly what the innuendo is when the other teenagers at school talk, even though I do actually know just don't care for it. Besides, I'm tired and chapter 71/2 was insane.
Feedback, please! The more comments I get the more I feel less embarrassed and more willing to write. This chapter was only completed because I got comments on the prologue and was like "Omg it doesn't suck? I-I'm so happy... I'm going to write more!"
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Title: Walk a Mile
Rating: T, maybe up to M. Not really sure, just be warned.
Warning: Spoilers for up to chapter 72 (or 71-2), Crackish Slash and Femslash, Crack theories, crackpairings, mild sexual situations, genderbending, mild nudity, language, that time of the month... If you were old enough to read the latest chapter then you probably are fine to read this.
Pairings: Soul/Maka, slight crackish Maka/Waffles (both of them), mild Kim/Ox, Harver/Jackie. Possibly more crackpairings.
Summary: AU after chapter 72. Kid's been safely rescued, but the effects of the Lust chapter won't wear off for two weeks, leaving the members of Spartoi to deal with hormone issues, unwanted suitors, and Blair.
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Chapter Two: That Time of The Month
The world was an evil, frightening and stupid place and it hated Soul.
Or at least that was his conclusion when he found himself creeping out of their apartment at seven AM. Maka was still asleep, worn out from the battle. Soul had woken up at six to an agonizing pain in his back and the area near his stomach, and after staring at the bottle of storebrand pain medication for a minute he dug out a few leftover pills of medication used for serious injuries and took those instead. And then he found himself desperately craving chocolate and finding none in the house.
He had lived with Maka long enough to know where she got her supply of chocolate during that time of the month, so after sneaking into her room and grabbing a shirt and a pair of shorts, he left the apartment in search of the cafe she liked to get chocolate cake from.
When he got there it was to discover Black Star and Kirikou already there, sitting at a table with large slices of cake in front of them. Black Star looked like he couldn't get enough, and Soul took comfort in their shared misery and slid into an empty seat at their table.
"You too?" Kirikou looked miserable as Soul nodded. The bemused waiter took his order and Soul leaned back in his seat, fidgeting in a combination of anxiety and pain. Even after the medication, which was often used for gunshot wounds, his back still hurt. "I ended up at Kim and Jackie's last night, freaking out. This was kinda interesting at first but now..."
"This blows hard," Black Star complained through a mouthful of cake. "And my boobs hurt like hell."
"Mine don't," Soul muttered irritably. "My back does though."
"I think I'm really glad to have been born a guy," Kirikou shuddered. "Imagine this every month!"
"Better than being hit in the nads," Black Star said in an attempt at brightness.
"But that doesn't happen every mo- nevermind, it's you," Soul rolled his eyes. The waiter dropped the cake in front of him and Soul's mood brightened instantly, digging in. "Damn, chocolate has never tasted so good."
There were sounds of mutual agreement from his former male friends.
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When he came home to the sight of Maka wearing his t-shirt and jeans (which seemed to Soul to fit far too perfectly. The simple school uniform Maka had been wearing while in the book did not do 'his' body enough justice) and an apron, cooking breakfast, Soul's mind ceased working for about two minutes. In that time, a distracted Maka finally noticed him, "Morning Soul. Where'd you go off to?"
"Just out," Soul replied vaguely, awkwardly shifting the box of cake and putting it somewhere safe.
"Soul-chan was getting cake," Blair had hopped onto the counter, still in her cat form, and sniffed the air.
'Why is Blair still a girl?' Soul thought bitterly. 'Of all the people for the Lust chapter not to effect...'
"Oh. I hope you still have room for breakfast," Maka looked thoughtfully at the eggs she was cooking.
Why did Soul find that so attractive? It was just Maka. And hell she was a GUY at the moment!
Finishing the cooking, Maka put the food on plates and set them down on the table. They ate breakfast in near silence. "Hey, Blair," Maka finally brought up the subject both of them had been wondering about. "How come you're still a girl?"
"Eeh? Bu-tan turned into a boy too," Blair admitted. "But Bu-tan can change forms. Do you want to see Bu-tan's new manly form?"
"No, not reall-"
Too late, there was a puff of smoke and a man with only a pair of far too tight pants stood there, with godlike muscles and a wave of silky dark purple hair and a face that people would kill for, far hotter than any actor ever.
In an instant, both Soul and Maka's heads dropped to the table.
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They had to go shopping after breakfast, because in the preparations for going into the book of Eibon nobody had thought to go grocery shopping and the eggs and bacon were the last of their food. Neither of them wanted to go out in public (Soul had made an exception for the pursuit of chocolate) but eventually they decided that they would bear the shame together. But first, Maka had made him brush his hair. He'd intended to do it the night before but had forgotten, and so for ten minutes he stood in front of the mirror, his eyes tearing in pain as he tried to get the tangles out of his hair. When he came out, blotchy and sniffly but with tangle-free hair, Maka had blinked and then sighed, running a hand absently though her own new short locks like Soul often did when exasperated.
"I don't get how guys can act all tough and then can't stand brushing long hair," Maka sighed. Soul just looked at her.
"It hurts! Why the hell would anyone want long hair if it hurts to brush it that much?"
"It doesn't hurt if you brush it regularly," Maka lead the way out the apartment door.
"I do brush my hair regularly!" Soul protested.
"But it's short so it doesn't matter," Maka shook her head and fingered her own sandy hair. "It's so weird having short hair."
Soul snorted, blowing a lock of hair out of his face. "How do you stand having long hair?"
One or both of them was at the grocery store every week, so people definitely stared when they saw what was clearly Soul and Maka and yet so very not entering the store.
Their cashier stared at them until finally Soul snapped.
"What?!"
"I-is that you, Soul-kun?"
Maka delivered a pained smile, "There was an incident with a recent mission and it's taking some time to wear off."
"I-I see," their cashier finally finished ringing up their items. "Uh, good luck?" She said hesitantly when they wandered off.
And then Maka stopped, blinking at the automatic doors of the grocery store, where a girl with brown hair in ringlet pigtails stood, hands clasped together in awe.
"So it's true!" the girl gasped. "Maka-sempai has become a boy!"
"Huh?"
"I can't believe it! My good luck for this to happen!" The girl said breathlessly. "It's as if the gods wish us to be together!" And the girl darted forward before Soul could react, knocking the grocery bag out of Maka's hand and clasping 'his' hands tightly.
Soul's blood seemed to boil, and for a moment he thought he saw red. He twitched.
"We're destined to be! Maka-sempai, please be my partner!" The girl gushed.
"Wh-what?" Maka stuttered, completely lost. And then 'he' gave a start when the air seemed to reduce in temperature.
"Get away from my nerd, bitch," Soul's right arm had become a blade and 'she' was glaring at the girl clasping Maka's hands with murder in her eyes. The girl whirled just in time to meet the blade with one of her own.
"You and Maka-sempai are totally incompatible!" The girl shrieked angrily. "I am much more suited for someone as amazing as Maka-sempai!"
"Umm, I-I'm flattered," Maka stammered. "But I'm not interested in a new partner."
The girl's face fell, but she whirled angrily at Soul. "You are corrupting Maka-sempai's mind somehow!" She cried out before darting through the automatic doors.
People had started to crowd around, but Maka was heedless to it as 'he' turned to Soul, who had returned to full human form but was still steaming. " 'Get away from my nerd'?" Maka repeated, her eyes wide and face red.
'Shit.'
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A/N: An appearance from my comic! Oh noes! The tension is definitely gonna heat up now that Maka's overheard Soul's rage-filled declaration. I'm sure he wouldn't blurt that out if Soul was male and not suffering from the RAGE of that time of the month. I feel like this is getting more crackish by the second... And if anyone has any more crack ideas for me to add in, feel free, because this is going to be pretty random.
Next Chapter: Soul gets called flat again, Black Star begins to understand what it's really like to be a DD, Tsubaki gets a fanclub, and Kirikou and Kid end up having to deal with their crazy partners.