Sporkie: Thought I should put up a story before I'm grounded. ENJOY~

-FALALALALA~

"OW!...OW!...OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW OW!"

SMACK!

"F F F F F F F F!!!!!!!!!" Soul clutched his right cheek and winced as he felt the sting. "THAT JUST ADDS TO THE PAIN! MY GAWD!" He rubbed his cheeks, trying to rid the stinging sensation that was there. His leg was near spazzing at this time.

"Well, if you weren't so stupid you wouldn't get this wound now would you? Did you think that listening to Black Star was a good idea?" Maka asked, slightly annoyed. "DARN IT SOUL! HOLD STILL! IF YOU KEEP MOVING I WILL POUR THIS WHOLE BOTTLE OF IODINE ON YOU!"

Soul gritted his and clenched his fists together. The burning pain on his leg was so painful!

"TAKE IT LIKE A MAN, SOUL!"

Maka's right. Soul must take it like the man he is. Like the cool guy he is…He is cool…right?

Maka stared at Soul, "…Are you…crying?"

"NO!" Soul rubbed his eyes, "YOU MUST BE GOING BLIND!"

"…If you say so," Maka said noncaringly.

How cold.

Then she proceeded to pour some more iodine on the cut to clean it.

"AYEEEEE!!!!!!!!" Soul jumped out of his seat, holding onto his leg, tears streaming down his eyes. "OUCHIE! OUCHIE! OUCHIE! OWWWWW!" The cut feels like it's ten time it's size and the pain is like sticking his leg into a lit fireplace in the summer in Mexico. DANG IT IS BURNING! Of course since Soul was hopping on one foot, he was bound to fall sooner or later. He crashed onto the floor on his butt, arms protecting his legs. He looked up to see a very angry Maka. "Oh…please no. NO. NO. NO. MAKA! I'M SORRY! PLEASE?!" Soul eyes started to tear up again as he sniffled.

"Wimp," she said before grabbing him by his leg and took out a bottle of disinfectant. She opened the cap and poured it on his leg. Her glare was the only thing that kept him from screaming and twitching. After she was done she gently wiped the cut clean and bandaged it. "Now was that so bad?"

Soul growled and glared at the wall. "Yes. Yes it was. I hate you."

"No you don't."

"Yes I do."

Maka giggled, "Love you too." She pressed a kiss against the bandage. "There. Now it should heal faster."

Soul blushed, "Maka?"

"Hmm?"

"I have a cut on my lips too. Kiss to make it feel better?"

"…Soul?"

"Yes?"

"That was so cheesy that I can make a grilled cheese sandwich out of it."

"That's a yes though, right?"

Maka shook her head and smiled as she pressed her lips against Soul's. "Only for my favorite wimp."

---FIN---

Sporkie: …so…fluffy…*twitch* REVIEW PLZ?! I LURVE U ALL!!!! Ugh, writng at 11 P.M. is not good for my health x___x