Soul walked with his meister down the hallways of the D.W.M.A. They had just eaten out at one of the restraunts just outside of D.W.M.A. Once they stopped at their apartment door, Maka pulled out a key and opened it.

Inside, the room was a mess. Food was on the floor, some jackets were splayed out on a desk, and even Maka's book were scattered out across the scenery. Soul didn't mind it one bit, but Maka, being organized, didn't enjoy this one bit.

The messy teenager blushed and tried to scurry away before his partner used her "famous" Maka-Chop on him, but she swiftly grabbed him by the hood of his jacket before he could escape. "Don't kill me!" Soul was trying to flee but Maka held onto the hood tightly, preventing him from moving an inch.

"Oh, you're not getting away that easily." Maka pulled Soul back until he fell on the floor. "Clean it up!"

He groaned and she pulled him back up. One look from her said all the words he needed to know.

"O.K., I'll clean it up!" he said, feeling lucky that she didn't nearly split his head in two. "Uhh – you can let go now."

"Oh no, I need to make sure you do clean." Soul sighed and started to pick up the jackets that were piled up on the desk. "Does that count as cleaning?"

"No. Hang them up or put them in the hamper." Soul put up three of them and then the fourth in the hamper. He walked over and picked up an empty, greasy pizza box. Throwing it and some other rubbish in the trash can, he continued to clean and Maka continued to tell him how. Soul finally cleaned up the last of the room and jumped onto the couch exhausted. "Done" he moaned.

"Thank you" and she lets go of his collar. Soul propped his feet on the table in front of him and turned on the television. "Wanna watch?" he asked. His blood red eyes looked into her green eyes. Mesmerized by their gaze for a few seconds.

"Fine. But we have got to make sure this place stays spotless for the company coming over."

"Company? You mean friends, right?"

"Nah"

"Meh, fine, I'll make sure I don't make a mess." He grabbed the remote and changed the channel. The somewhat lazy teenager yawned and took a more comfortable position on the couch.

"No snacks in the living you. You hear?"

He answered with a grunt and said, "Okay. Aren't you gonna watch?

"Gonna go shopping. Be back later." And with that she left.

Soul slightly frowned, but then shrugged and turned the volume up. When she finally left he took out his cell phone and sent a message to all his friends that theres a party starting in his apartment. "No worries, I will just clean up the mess before Maka comes back... a party on a school night is just the thing I need."