Sure, it was strange to have feelings for a teacher. Not unheard of, but unwelcome by society in general.

I was closing in on my age of consent and the count down was almost agonizing... Sitting every school day in his class and listening to his voice as he lectured... Watching him dissect specimen after specimen... His long tapered fingers dextrously and expertly manipulating the dead flesh was almost an agony to watch... I dreamed of feeling those fingers on my body... Did I have to be dead? Did he have to be thinking of cutting me to pieces? Did it have to be a clinical need to study me?

I didn't know, and it was the suspense of this not knowing that had me so hot to find out...

Dr. Stein... Would you be interested in me if I were a corpse you were going to cut open and examine?

Dr. Stein... Could you find interest in me as a living woman, burning for your touch?

Dr. Stein... Would you share your passion with me?

"Maka, see me after class."

It was unexpected, but not unwelcome... Soul rolled his eyes, but understood that sometimes I was asked to stay after to learn something more complex than the standard student body was allowed... I had been asked before, so it wasn't a suspicious occasion... Others had also earned the privilege and prestige of gaining more knowledge and ability due to their accelerated learning curve.

Each time I stayed after for extended learning... it was alone... and though he had yet to touch me, I was hyper aware of hm... I was almost ready to break the silent invitation and leap upon him and do My best to devour him, but he was so much stronger...

His soul was so... Big...

So much bigger than Mine or any other soul I had yet to sense...

Why did I have to mature so quickly? Why did my body have to come so blazingly alive after that day we took that mission?

Dr. Stein... Why did you have to be the one to wake me to the illicit temptations of the flesh?

With my expression easily read by Dr. Stein, I gathered my books and set them on the desk directly in front of his, and waited for his instruction after everyone else had filed out... Soul had rolled his eyes and told me he would see me later at home... He had no idea, and I was not about to tell him that I harbored lust for the creepy Dr. Stein...

Stein took his time in puttering around before speaking to me... I knew he had not forgotten that I was there... He was too calculating for that, and I was not stupid no matter how many times I had acted impulsively.

If he was as sensitive as I felt he was, he knew that there was more to my attendance than just that of a student awaiting instruction... My heart thundered in my chest, my stomach churned... When he did speak, his voice was a purr across my skin bringing with it a shiver that crawled down my spine...

"I want to see your potential."

"Pardon?" I was momentarily derailed... he wanted to see my what?

"I want to see your potential..." He finally looked up at me from where he lounged in his rolling swivel chair... His glasses caught the light and hid his eyes, but there was that sleight curve to his lips which could be amusement or madness... I struggled to maintain an even demeanor and not just give up to him how sensitised to his very presence I was... "How strong is your soul resonance when you are not paired with your weapon?"

It took barely a moment, but I grasped what he wanted, and processed the request even as my soul measured his and tried to conform to his without my permission... It was tantalizing and fed my hunger without my immediate interest... how could my soul betray me so solidly?

"How can I do that without my weapon to resonate with?"

"You are a smart girl Maka... I know you can figure out a way to do it.:

I was at once angry and aroused... That dirty bastard was trying to make me move on him instead of the normal male dominant perspective... My heart quickened...

"Fine..."

If that is the way he wanted it... I was more than willing to show my strength and ambition, as well as my dominance...

Soul was easy to work with. He and I were so close to each other in mentality that there was no struggle with dominance... He gave in to my dominance at every turn... It was his job as the weapon to do so, and he was good at it...

Maybe it was that ease of my dominance that made it impossible for me to see him as anything other than just a friend, and a trusted weapon...

Standing in the classroom, empty of all students and no glimmer of anyone else nearby, I pushed my soul out and pressed it against Stein's huge soul... I didn't try to overpower him... I new better... Instead, the feel of my soul was more personal... a request... coquettish... Flirty... Come and get me... I won't just roll over... Dominate me... It was almost a shock to find out that I wanted to be dominated... I wanted to be able to give up control to someone I could trust would not abuse that power...

Was Stein that person?