HOT N' SOUL - Home New Home II

HOT & SOUL
Soul Eater & Heart of Wildfire mix fanfiction
Logo & Story by G. Michel
Picture by Annria2002.deviantart.com

Disclaimer: SOUL EATER and their respective characters are the property of Atsushi Ohkubo and SQUARE ENIX. HEART OF WILDFIRE's characters are the property of Gregory Michel and Bessy Romero. This story is written for the sole and non-commercial purpose of fanbase entertaining.

STORY 1
HOME NEW HOME, part II

Outside the Shibusen building, the four people just coming out of it were in high spirits; for a free house, they had all their reasons to be. And to be theirs, only a single task was to be accomplished: to cleanse the house of the certain ill spirit haunting it. In too much haste they had forgotten to ask the required information against this threat, nonetheless their high enthusiasm made them forgot this important fact.

"Hop on guys!" Sahn said to the others. "We'll take my wheels!"

"All right! Now that's cool!" said Soul jumping in the passenger seat with enthusiasm.

"You really need to let me drive this beauty someday!"

Sahn took the driver's seat. "No problem!"

"But Soul," Maka pointed his yellow-orange motorcycle as she gets in the backseats with Mariciel. "Are you sure about leaving your motorcycle here?"

"Yeah. It's in front of the school anyways, so it's safe."

"Geez, that logic of yours is so fascinating..." She affirmed sarcastically. "Don't tell me I didn't warn you if it gets stolen or towed away"

"As if."

"Yeah, you're right. No one will ever think of stealing your bike with rundown tires."

"Pfff... Not at rundown as your chest..." he murmured to himself. Nonetheless, the scythe-wielding meister's attention was more than awaken and smacked a good old fashion Maka-Chop to his partner's skull.

"I heard that!"

"Where exactly do these encyclopedias coming out from?" Mariciel asked, fascinated and slightly afraid of Maka's strength.

"You're one to talk, Mariciel." Sahn turned his head around. "Where do you keep these wooden swords anyway?"

Mariciel swiftly took out her whacking weapon towards her partner. Sahn didn't even blink or closed his eyes for a second, but the most hated thing endangering the surface of his skull in every strike landed upon.

"What, are you going to hit me?..."

"Is that a dare? Because I think you're well-placed to know I will."

He grunted and turned to the front. Mariciel made him smile again by hugging him from behind.

She winked at him. "Come on, we have a house to put our hands on!"

"Oh, yeah!" he shouted.

Sahn turned the ignition on while his passenger was still knocked out cold from his recent Maka-Chop sentence.

...

The black 1969 Cadillac Deville drove around for about 15 minutes to finally reach their destination.

The group parked in the driveway and remained amazed with large smiles while watching what would be their future home. The house's roofing was made of red tiles as most buildings in Death City, but the walls on the white front sparkled of a white and beige shining to the smiling sun's rays. The pavement was of good elegance, made of craved stone of good quality. By the few stairs was lined up a few pot of beautiful flowers and the front lawn was cut to a point anyone would have mistaken it for the work of a divine intervention. The house was perfect. The small group hoped it was as perfect on the inside.

"Well, guys," Sahn slapped his hands. "I believe we have a house to cleanse!"

They entered the home. The door let out a very creaking noise. It must have been a while since its joints were oiled. Their heads started exploring the surroundings and they weren't disappointed. The walls carried different colors switching from red, green, orange and yellow, as if a Jamaican used to live here. To their left above a few stairs was a vast  grand living room big enough for a movie set and even a piano. A small hallway led to a smaller living room with an enchantress atmosphere. On the same level were a fancy-looking kitchen and a small area where a dinner table would fit well. Along the small hallway was a door leading to the utility room.

"That is neat!" said Mariciel with enthusiasm.

"Let's check upstairs." Maka suggested. "I'm calling the main bedroom."

"Who made you boss already?" Soul replied.

"What, you want it?" She challenged him.

"Nah, I prefer something of my style, not big like it has something to prove."

"Fine by me!" She smiled as she and Mariciel climbed upstairs.

Three bedrooms with a bathroom were on the first floor. Maka opened the door to the farther left. The room was very wide and spacious. The young meister already felt she was going to feel at home in this room. And as if the room wasn't big enough, the walls were painted in different shades of pink. Just her type.

"I'll take that one! Is that okay with you, Mary?"

"Oh, sure! I've already made up my mind on my end."

Mariciel's future room wasn't as big as Maka's, but the walls were painted in a light shade of orange. The colorful atmosphere automatically got into her.

"I'll be good with that one," Mariciel said. She opened the room next to hers and saw walls of purple, light violet and pink. "This one... hmm... The guest room?"

"Nope, this will definitely be Blair's room."

"Who's Blair?"

"She's a magical cat living with us. She usually transforms herself into her human form."

"Ah, I see. I was wondering why a cat would need a big room like that."

Soul and Sahn explored the basement. The walls colored in a sunset-orange and green, the part of the house reminded Soul of his actual apartment: big enough for two persons and just "cool as it is" as he thought. On this level was a bathroom, a small kitchen and living room and two empty bedrooms that lay next to each other. One with walls painted in a yellowed orange, the other with a flames-like color shade.

"So let's see here." Soul analyzed. "We got two rooms downstairs, far away from the girls' and we get to do pretty much what we want here."

"Like a bachelor, it seems." Sahn and Soul looked at each other. They smiled and shook hands. "Sounds like a good spot!"

"Indeed my delicious preys!" a sudden and perverted voice said.

Multiple shutting sounds of windows and doors erupting through the house trapping the meisters and their weapons inside. And being separated wasn't the best situation on the instant.

"Sahn!" Soul shouted.

"Let's hurry!"

The two weapons climbed up the stairs in great leap, but as their meisters arrived at the door's frame, it shut down violently in front of their faces! The boys wrestled with the door's handle, but a strange force kept the door locked up tight. The house's beauty ended being more of a distraction for them and their guard suffered from it. Now they were separated, they had to act fast. Nonetheless, they were not easily scared and defeated as they've succeeded to more than one challenge in their lives.

"Maka! Are you all right?"

"I'm fine Soul!"

"Mariciel?"

"I am, too!"

"Good to know." Sahn was relieved. "Get back from the door!" The ladies did so. "You might want to do the same, Soul."

"What's your plan?"

His hands gathered great masses of fire that soon shaped into two big fireballs. "I came from a family of Fire-type weapons. And when I get serious, it's Hell that breaks loose, especially for the sake of my meister!"

Sahn shot the fireballs at the walls and caused a great explosive impact against the door. The entire house trembled against the power unleashed. Despite the power released and the scorched walls, the door was still intact and a feeble marking of magic appeared of the door showing the seal.

"No way!" Soul was surprised. "I thought with that blast you would have blown up the whole house."

"Damn it!"

"Sahn, don't worry about us!" Mariciel said.

"What?"

"Maka and I will chase down the foul spirit. With that blast you just made, you must have weakened the spell."

"We'll try to buy time for you guys, so hurry it up." Maka continued.

"All right, Maka." Soul said, with confidence in her voice. "Just be careful."

"Mariciel, don't do anything irrational."

"That's my line to you, Mr. Hotshot!"

"Right!" He smiled.

The girls step furthered away from the door in chase of the ghost haunting the house. Sahn and Soul now had to do their part.

"Hey," Soul called. "You know how to cast out your soul wavelength?"

"Yeah, why?" Sahn clicked by Soul's idea. "I see where you're getting at."

"Let's do this then!"

The two weapons casted their fierce soul wavelength against the door protected by the magic sealed. Surely it didn't break at once, but the more they hit, the weaker the spell became. That was all they needed until the spell blasted into pieces.

Maka and Mariciel returned to the grand living room. They stood in the middle of it to be certain to not miss the ghost's presence. Standing back to back and eyes shut, they concentrated on locating their enemy.

"Oohhh… What do we have here?" The foul voice said. "Two real girls?"

"Real girls?" Maka frowned.

"What the hell?"

"Let's see here..."

A strange force erupted from the two meisters' skirts forcing them up into revealing their panties. The girls let out a scream of great embarrassment and folded back their skirts immediately, but the foul spirit already had his fun and was far from being done.

"Oooh oh oh oh!" he laughed. "Pink lace panties and soft white ones! This is far better than my Hentai collection!"

"You pervert!" Screamed Maka still pulling down her skirt.

"Great… of all foul spirits that exist," Mariciel got irritated. "It had to be a Hentai fan…"

"Oh, gross… You coward, show yourself!!"

The ghost appeared floating in midair above the two young ladies. As the girls thought, he looked completely like the typical nerdish pervert obsessed with animated porn: his hair were combed and pulled back, he wore a normal and plain shirt and pants, he wore glasses that looked round ends of bottles and his face was covered with the most terrible case of acne of all time. But the worst thing about this ghost was the fact he looked in the end of his thirties. The creepiest eyes were gazed down on the two meisters. Despite wearing clothes, Maka and Mariciel they felt naked to such eyes laying on them.

"Oh, by Lord Death's name," Maka said in disgust. "An OLD pervert!?"

"I'm going to puke!"

"Oh I must have been a good boy to deserve this!" He danced around in midair, which grossed even more the meisters. "I'm so going to have fun with you." His eyes returned to them. "I never had the chance to touch a woman's boobies before."

Needless to say, the girls had enough of this perverted scheming.

"That's it!" The scythe meister grunted.

She ran on the wall and jumped towards the ghost to give him a full fist of Soul Wavelength. The perverted old man disappeared and reappeared on the floor.

"Come on," he said in a whining tone. "Let me have fun with you."

"As if!" Mariciel came behind him with the same intent as Maka. The ghost did the same dodging. Adding to that, he lifted Mariciel's skirt making her flush. "KYAA!!!"

"Mariciel!" Maka landed down on the floor, but only to fell victim of the same prank.

"KYAAAA!! KNOCK IT OFF!!"

"Don't wanna! Panties and more panties!" the ghost kept laughing. "Now I want to touch some boobies!"

Shackles and chains shot out from the pervert's hands chaining both meisters and lifted them up in the air. Chained to their wrists and ankles, their movements were completely suppressed and their bodies at the mercy of his obsessed Otaku.

"Let us go!" Maka shouted!

"No, no, no!" The ghost waved his fingers. "You two are as rare as the rare editions of Demi-Moon 5th action figure collection in her silver crescent armor. On the difference…" He looked mischievously at their chests. "You're the real deal! That's so perfect!"

Maka was horrified to imagine even a finger of this guy laying on her. Mariciel's face was filled with a greenish tone as if she was about to vomit to what was coming next. The ghost giggled and jumped around being too happy of his capture while he failed to noticed the door sealed separating the weapons from their meisters was now open. Soul and Sahn were quietly coming out. It wasn't clear, but their faces took a disgusted expression to see the foul spirit they had to get rid of.

Maka whispered to Mariciel to take noticed of the door. A silent l agreement came into them.

"Um, excuse me," Mariciel said attracting his attention with a sweet voice. "Mister… handsome." This last word met a hard difficulty to come out.

"Yeeees?" He said looking charmed.

"Well…" Mariciel faked a shy expression. "We've never been with a man either, we're sort of shy right now."

"Could you be so kind with us, please?" Maka imitated Mariciel's expression.

"OOOOOOOOOOH!! BUT OF COURSE!! WE'LL ALL BE LIVING TOGETHER AND EVER!!! I'll be your husband and we'll have lots of lovely dovely beautiful juniors of myself!! I swear, I'll be the best father and husby ever!!"

The girls faked a smiled that had a hard time hiding how much they seriously wanted to puke the entire inside of their bodies out. Their weapon partners had the same sensation… probably even worse.

"That's gross, dude…" Sahn said calling out the ghost. "If I were you, I'd hate looking at myself in the mirror."

"And besides, not even in a thousand lifetimes you'll be cool enough to get with these girls."

"You won't have my fiancées! We've just stared our lives together!"

"Get us out of there already…" Mariciel whined.

"On it!"

The foul ghost surrounded himself in chains in resonance with his anger and jealousy. But the boys didn't come out without a plan; they were too cool for that.

"Sahn!"

"Got it!"

The death-scythe weapon grabbed Sahn's hand and this one launched him with a strong swing all the way towards the angered spirit. Soul transformed in midair into his scythe form to cut through the target, but this one dodged the attack.

"Ah! Missed me!" he said childishly.

"Oh, did I?"

He turned around to see the scythe spinning and cutting the chains restraining Maka and Mariciel. Maka held Soul in her hand while Mariciel landed on the floor and rushed towards the spirit to land him a Soul Wavelength punch. It flew backwards to dodge the deadly attack from the meister, but this one lured him exactly where she wanted him to be.

"Sahn!"

"All yours, Mary!"

Sahn changed into a red winged katana sword with white marking of flames onto its blood-colored blade. Mariciel grabbed hold onto him and jumped in midair towards the spirit while Maka and Soul were too on the chase from the spirit's back.

The perverted soul cornered in its final moments, he only had an instant to shout, "MY BOOBIES!!"

The meisters along their weapons slashed through him finishing its reign on the house that was now theirs. The windows, doors and curtains all unlocked and opened themselves leaving room for the laughing sun's rays to bath in.

The perverted soul's glowed of a light blue as it landed between the meisters. Sahn and Soul reverted into their human form. Their eyes weren't really excited about the blue orb they've just collected.

"Let's get something clear. There is no way in Hell, Heaven and Earth that I'm eating this. My coolness along with my manhood would die if I did."

"I'd rather face a Kishin than swallowing this junk."

"Don't worry guys, we're not heartless to this point. We'll just give it to Lord Death and he'll deal with it."

"But man…" Mariciel sighed and shivered. "I'll have a hard time looking at a manga for a while now…"

"Same…" Maka reminded of the recent event.

"Well," Sahn said opening his arms. "We did it guys! A free house!"

"Yeah, that's the coolest new of the day."

"Home sweet home!" Mariciel stretched herself.

"So, Maricel, Sahn," Maka asked. "Does that mean you're staying in Death City for good?"

Sahn and Mariciel looked at each other. An expression of relief and rest appeared on their smiles, like reaching a destination after a journey that lasted 10 years.

"Definitely." Sahn winked and slapped his hand with Soul.

"We're not going anywhere. Plus…" She hugged Maka. "I finally get sisters to do some girl talk around here!" Maka giggled in response.

"Good thing you're here Sahn. I would have gone nuts trying to handle three women."

"Darn right."

The search for a new home was finished. It took some awkward turns, but the result was a success. After a long time of travelling, Sahn and Mariciel finally found not only a place to call theirs, but also a family to enjoy living their lives with. Soul, Sahn, Maka, Mariciel and Blair were going to enjoy each other's company at the place of their new home with much fun, love and their usual shenanigans.

-The End-