It's the moments in time, like little snapshots of events and the emotions engendered, that form our futures.

Disclaimer: I write for fun... I mangle these characters without right or reason... They are not mine... :)

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Shouting voices, sweat... Aggression and bravado... Friends down and hurt... Weapon defending fallen Meister...

Anger, revenge...

Pain... Meister and Weapon thrown back almost negligently... Effortlessly...

snap...

Weapon, that can not see souls, urge Meister to continue fighting...

Confidence... No understanding... Confusion...

Meister frozen...

On her knees...

Awe and fear in equal measures...

Both fighting for dominance...

Madness...

His soul was so... Big...

snap...

Weapons courage... Determination... Confidence shared...

Driven to a level of soul resonance not previously achieved...

Stunning failure...

Meister semiconscious...

Weapon reeling...

snap...

Strong hands slide along Meister's flesh...

Under her arms...

Along her ribs...

Lifting her...

The voice at once sinister and amused...

Caressing... Lingering...

snap...

Long fingers dexterously lift the shirt to expose the smooth creamy skin...

The marker slides haltingly along her skin...

Dash... Dash... slide... slide...

snap...

Lingering...

Tingling...

Madness...

snap...

Meister struggling to grasp the feel of the solid arm holding her across her ribs under her breasts...

snap...

Struggling to make sense of the single moist point sliding along her skin in shiveringly short touches...

snap...

The breath bathing her cheek and flowing down her neck to where her modest top covered her...

snap...

The awe and fear as she was surrounded by his huge soul...

snap...

Voices were just a distortion of sound.

The cooling lines in her skin were abandoned...

The solid support of the arm around her slid away...

Lingering yet when it was gone...

Lingering...

snap...

The threat ended...

Test passed...

Maka blinked as she brought herself out of her meditation...

Self therapy...

But what good was it if it didn't help her get over that incident?

She understood what the test was, but living the experience changed her in ways she was not comfortable telling anyone... Not even Soul...

How could she tell him that the tentative flirting he had tried throughout their time together was ignored or gently rebuffed because there was only one man who occupied her unspoken desires... Her fantasies...

Stein...

Madness...

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So here we are... I have only been able to watch the first season of Soul Eater because the rest of them have not yet been translated and released over here in the Untied States. I chose this scene to expound upon because from the moment Stein did that to her, he had my attention... and wicked fantasies began popping into my head. XD

Feel free to critique. Tell me what you think. Where can I improve. What did you like about it? What made you angry (if anything) about it?