Spin the Bottle and Seven Minutes in heaven are both popular party games. Here I have combined the two for an intiresting story. Note, in this story THE READER KISSES AND PRACTICALLY FONDLES SOUL EATER A MALE CHARACTER. IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO DO THIS OR READ ABOUT IT, PLEASE NAVIGATE AWAY FROM THIS PAGE. There will be no need from anyone to be rude when they already know what this chapter is about.

Okay, everyone's asked for it, here it is, you get to kiss Soul Eater! I've decided I'm going to re-write the chapters, however. I decided to give all you fangirls a little more however, you get at least two, maybe three Soul chapters(my first attempt ended up rather... rapey, molestationey, you get my drift. If I get enough requests I'll put it up uncompleted, however.)

Also, please note, when I re-write the chapters, I will put in more... eherm, explicit stuff. You know, penetration and all that good stuff? I believe this story is rated M, but just in case I will check the rating and I'm telling you now, it will definitely contain "mature content and adult situations." Now enjoy your game, and don't forget to comment when you're done.

You are cordially invited to the Shibusen lock in.

You ball up the letter and throw it through the little basketball hoop above your waste basket. There was probably some game you could play at school, like hall hockey or roller chair racing. Maybe you would even get to play another game with Soul Eter.

You packed a gym bag with hockey puck, a basket ball, one of those rubber all-purpose balls and a bunch of other sports stuff before heading out to the school.

When you got to the lock in you were disappointed that no one wanted to play with you. You had even grabbed a few roller chairs and brought them to the cafeteria where everyone was getting food and dancing. You left the chairs by the wall and went to grab some grub. The brownies looked especially good, along with the snicker doodles. That was when you saw a group of students sneaking off to a classroom and rushed after them, leaving your food behind on a table.

Once in the classroom someone placed a bottle on the floor and everyone gathered around in a loose circle. Awesome, spin the bottle. You looked around and spotted the guy you were looking for; Soul.

"Hey, Evans, you hoping to land the bottle on Tiny Tits over there?" For some reason you can never keep yourself from picking on Soul. Both he and Maka narrowed their eyes at you, probably wondering who let the trash in. You ignore them and grab the bottle, giving it a good hard spin, giving off the appearance that you don't really care who it lands on.

Lucky you, it landed on Soul. You look at him and smile, prancing to the closet. Your crush follows you reluctantly, grumbling. Once the door closes your time starts. Ten minutes to start snogging your crush.

Soul didn't seem too keen, however. He snapped on the closet light and stared angrily at you, obviously not wanting to do anything romantic. You lower your eyes, not wanting to meet his angry red orbs. It's obvious he's mad at you, and for what.

"Geez, _-chan, why do you have to be so uncool?"

Tou look up Soul, hope in your expression. He used the affectionate suffix, maybe he'll forgive you for being so mean all the time.

"It's just my nature," you whisper, realizing it sounds more like an excuse. "I tend to be mean to the people I like. You'll notice I'm perfectly plesant to Black*Star."

Soul doesn't seem to be buying it. You try to think of something you could do to convince him, constantly aware of your ten minutes ticking away. On an impulse you lift up Soul's shirt, exposing the scar running diagonally across his chest. Soul lets out a grunt of surprise, trying to push the garment back down.

You're blushing at the thoughts going trough your head. Finally, after what seems like a lifetime of hesitation, you lean in and kiss the top edge of his scar. Soul shudders and hisses and for a moment you're afraid that you've hurt him. You look up but his face doesn't betray any pain. You kiss his scar again and get the same reaction. He like it, you can see the pleasure when you look up at his face, into those beautiful red eyes. As a test you run your fingers along the length of the healed wound, bringing a shiver of pleasure from Soul.

"Do you believe me now?"

In response Soul cups his hands under your chin and brings his face close to yours, until you can feel his warm breath on your face. He's panting, and you close your eyes. You feel his lips, but not on your mouth. Soul is nibbling on your nose. It feels a little odd, but not in a bad way. You open your mouth to breathe and he moves down, covering your mouth with his own.

You're surprised when he sticks his tongue in your mouth, feeling around, but you quickly melt into the kiss, your hands still on his scarred chest. Soul moves his hands to the sides of your neck, running them gently up and down. You continue rubbing his chest, your bodytingling in pleasure.

Soul is taller than you by a few inches and you reach up to return his nose nibble. He brings one of his hands up and gently tangles his fingers in your hair, making a loose fist. With all the care in the world he pulls your head back and continues to kiss your open mouth. You spend about a minute like this before breaking apart, both of you breathless.

"I've always liked you _-chan, but it's really hard when you act like you did out there."

You look down in shame, knowing that it'll be very hard for you to change. Soul again lifts your chin and looks in your eyes, his expression changing from stern to loving. He starts kissing your neck and you shudder with pleasure, hands clenching in an attempt to keep from moaning. Your legs go weak and you fall against the wall, making a slight thudding sound.

You flip around, so Soul has his back against the wall and you lift his shirt again. You start planting kissed all along the scar on his chest as he moans. When you get to the bottom of the torn flesh you stick out your tongue and draw it lightly along the scar back the way you came, causing another hissing intake of breath.

When you stood up Soul's pupils were dilated and he was panting. He pulled you closer to him, nibbling on your ear lobe before moving down, kissing your neck just under your jaw. It was the best thing you'd ever felt before. If the rapture came right now you couldn't care less.

You started rubbing slow circles over Soul's shoulder blades and he couldn't help himself from moaning into your neck. He moved his lips down even more and kissed and licked your collar bones. Now it was you who sucked in your breath, clenching your fists around Soul's shirt. He straightened and kissed you on the lips again, your tongues darting in and out of each others' mouths. When time was up the closet door was opened and you were vaguely aware of Maka crying out in surprise. Obviously she wasn't expecting to see you and Soul with locked lips. You and Soul both stumbled out of the closet, trying to gain a little composure as you went. You didn't rejoin the game but instead found a quieter place to spend the night together.