SoulxReader

Chapter 1~Meeting~

(Y/n) Pov.
I woke up to a normal morning. I get dressed into in a (f/c) shirt with (o/f/c) skirt that's mid thigh. I walk out of my room to Ryan's room, which Ryan is my weapon; he can turned into whatever blade he wants to be. I knocked on his door to see if he was up already, which I doubt because it was 5am, but to my surprise he opened his door fully dressed. "Morning Ryan," I say with a smile.

He just smirked and pulled me into his pitch black room except for a small glow from him TV, his Xbox, and his controler. I felt a hand on my waist. I pulled out my phone and turned on the flashlight. Ryan let go and covered his eyes. "How long have you been awake?" I ask turning off the flashlight and turning on his bedroom light. "I've been up for hours playing video games," he says letting his eyes adjust.

I sigh and hit him in the arm then walk out saying, "You shouldn't do that to your body it's-" he cuts me off "Well I couldn't sleep very well so yeah, and I know that it could make me fall asleep in class. And I know my body needs the energy from sleeping. I have heard this enough to remember the whole spiel." He sighs and gets his bag and puts it on the couch.

"You can take a nap while I make breakfast," I say starting to making eggs, bacon, and waffles. Ryan smiles and lays down on his bed, I think he fell asleep. I finish the waffles and Ryan grabs my waist. I blush then elbow him in the stomach and he lets go laughing. "Ryan don't do that!" I scold. I set the table and we sat down starting to eat. When we got finished it was time to leave.

Ryan decided to hide my stuff so I was late getting out of the door. Ryan left before me. When I walked out of the door I tripped and landed on this guy who was our neighbor. I looked up to see his crimson eyes looking at me. I blush and stands straight up. "Are you okay?" he asks worried look on his face. "Yeah I'm fine," I say then catches up with Ryan.

I was thinking about what just happened I look behind me to see him walking with this girl, wait I know her she's my cousin. Maka Albarn Spirit talks about her all the time. Spirit is my uncle, weird right, he shows me pictures of her every time we hang out. The guy runs his hand through his white-silver hair buts stops noticing me looking. He smirks. Maka wants to know why he is smirking but he waves the question away and looks at me. I look away blushing as we walk to school.