.

I need some sleep

I can't go on like this

Tried counting sheep

But there's one I always miss

~Need Some Sleep, Eels

Stupid.

This whole thing was stupid.

Maka groaned as she shifted onto her side in the bed, the covers thrown over her head. It's been an hour now that she'd been tossing and turning in her sheets, contemplating what the hell was wrong with her today. Ever since Soul yelled at her, she'd been acting irrationally. Actually, no. Before that.

For a while now, she'd steadily been coming to accept the fact that she was- dare she admit it- falling for her partner. Which was a definite no-no. She'd been losing her composure. Everything was becoming awkward. How did she use to behave and act around him? It was all just a mess of Maka-chops and studying now.

When he yelled at her, it hadn't even been that bad. Honestly, the thing that freaked her out the most was that she was being annoying. She kept on talking and going on and on, failing to notice that Soul was even trying to say something. Was she usually like that? And if so, no wonder Soul was getting fed up with her.

She had acted without consciousness. The next thing she knew, she was saying something that sounded awfully cold and stand-offish, and she was turning away. Why did she always have to default to that? But she knew the answer. She didn't want things between them to change. So she had to act like she normally would. Except, that was becoming a near impossibility.

And then, he had to go and reach out to her.

This was the thing she didn't understand the most.

There was an electric current passing between them. It was magnetic. She wanted to reach in farther. This was bad. She needed to get out. She needed to pull her hand back, above all else. She needed to back away before she did something stupid. Still, Maka found herself unable to do so. Her mind was clouded with questions; why did he do that? Why was he looking up at her with an expression she just couldn't analyze? Why was his gaze so goddamn enticing? She thought she may have made a noise, but nothing was really making sense.

And then he looked away, and dropped her hand, and there was no risk of her doing something stupid anymore.

Maka stood there. Like an idiot. Her mind refused to function properly. After a minute, her body finally began to act on it's own accord, and she quietly retreated into her room.

That one action of him reaching for her gave her the smallest glimpse of hope.

Maka rolled over on her back. It was quiet. Soul had gone back into his room, shutting off the television and leaving a vast absence of noise in his leave. Maka was restless. The quiet left a strange ringing in her ears. Her breathing was irregular, and she found herself curling and uncurling her toes with anxiety.

Things were undoubtedly changing between her and Soul. Maka didn't know how much longer she'd be able to go on pretending everything was perfectly normal and nothing had changed. All she wanted was stasis. There was nothing wrong with their relationship up until recently. She wasn't going to mess up a strong partnership such as theirs for a few minor...setbacks.

Maka sighed, rolling back on her side and bringing her knees up to her chin.

It was gonna be a long day tomorrow.

A/N: I should probably continue this.

This one was much shorter than the last, since I'm just trying to establish how the whole thing went in Maka's eyes. The next chapter (if I make one) will be much longer than this.

Lul, there's probably a million typos. I didn't check. I'm terrible. And I probably got my third person-present tense and third person-past tense mixed up A LOT. But anyways.

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