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Soul stands as Maka resets the phonograph.
"You recorded it?" he asks. She nods.
Maka starts it, then they take their places. Soul's song begins and he leads as the piece progresses.
She feels so comfortable dancing with him now, as though she were meant to dance with him. It is their Black Blood Waltz.
"You don't have two left feet anymore," he praises.
"I'm glad!" Maka grins. "I've been taking lessons from Professor Stein. He may not look like it, but he's a spectacular dancer, and he's so rhythmically attune to his partner, almost like a snake charmer." Of course, I'm only saying this out light because I know you are going to be jealous, Maka adds mentally.
Soul steps on her foot. "Ow!"
"Sorry," he mutters.
They stop for a moment, then find the beat of the music and continue.
"Wait, you aren't jealous are you?" maka asks, acting her part out flawlessly.
"Well why wouldn't I be, baka?! I mean, he is intelligent, and a cool Meister, and I guess from a girl's perspective, he is handsome."
The song slows and Maka closes the small gap between them, resting her head upon his chest. "Hey now. Don't get the idea that I'm the kind of person to ditch my Partner. Who the hell do you think I am? My Papa?"
She chuckles weakly and the mood turns somber. Soul's song ends but they continue to dance. "You're right. Sorry. But the thought of another guy is just uncool, although jealousy is just as well."
They stop dancing and look into each other's eyes. Breaths caught, souls resonating, and hearts racing, they are lost in the moment. Neither of them say anything.
"Hey, Maka. What would you do if I said, 'I love you?' Would you not believe me? Would you treat me like your good-for-nothing dad?"
She clutches him. "Do you feel that? she inquires. "That sweet hum within your soul. It's humming in time with mine. I know you. We have our ups and downs, but we are always resonating. Always. I can't imagine any other Partner but you. Besides, a cool guy like you never cheats. Well, except for on tests from time to time. But I will always love you Soul. That much will never change. So what would I do? I don't know about what I would do, but I do know that I am going to tell you that I believe you, and that I love you too. You are my Weapon. You are mine. And I know that you will never become my father. You're just too cool for that."
Maka looks at him and kisses him, and they snap back to reality.
"You recorded it?" he asks. She nods.
Maka starts it, then they take their places. Soul's song begins and he leads as the piece progresses.
She feels so comfortable dancing with him now, as though she were meant to dance with him. It is their Black Blood Waltz.
"You don't have two left feet anymore," he praises.
"I'm glad!" Maka grins. "I've been taking lessons from Professor Stein. He may not look like it, but he's a spectacular dancer, and he's so rhythmically attune to his partner, almost like a snake charmer." Of course, I'm only saying this out light because I know you are going to be jealous, Maka adds mentally.
Soul steps on her foot. "Ow!"
"Sorry," he mutters.
They stop for a moment, then find the beat of the music and continue.
"Wait, you aren't jealous are you?" maka asks, acting her part out flawlessly.
"Well why wouldn't I be, baka?! I mean, he is intelligent, and a cool Meister, and I guess from a girl's perspective, he is handsome."
The song slows and Maka closes the small gap between them, resting her head upon his chest. "Hey now. Don't get the idea that I'm the kind of person to ditch my Partner. Who the hell do you think I am? My Papa?"
She chuckles weakly and the mood turns somber. Soul's song ends but they continue to dance. "You're right. Sorry. But the thought of another guy is just uncool, although jealousy is just as well."
They stop dancing and look into each other's eyes. Breaths caught, souls resonating, and hearts racing, they are lost in the moment. Neither of them say anything.
"Hey, Maka. What would you do if I said, 'I love you?' Would you not believe me? Would you treat me like your good-for-nothing dad?"
She clutches him. "Do you feel that? she inquires. "That sweet hum within your soul. It's humming in time with mine. I know you. We have our ups and downs, but we are always resonating. Always. I can't imagine any other Partner but you. Besides, a cool guy like you never cheats. Well, except for on tests from time to time. But I will always love you Soul. That much will never change. So what would I do? I don't know about what I would do, but I do know that I am going to tell you that I believe you, and that I love you too. You are my Weapon. You are mine. And I know that you will never become my father. You're just too cool for that."
Maka looks at him and kisses him, and they snap back to reality.
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SoMa ~ Love Story ~ The first morning Kiss
A peaceful November morning...
Maka woke up to the downhill falling Raindrops, with Soul lying beside her.
He saved her from her nightmare the night before.
"Wake up Soul", She said while shaking his shoulder.
"m-mmmh", Soul moaned.
When Maka finally got Soul into the shower she went into the kitchen making their breakfast. She made up her mind making some porridge for them, and she took out the cinnamon, sugar and semolina powder.
Soul finally got out of the shower and went straight to his room to put on some clothes. He put on a bright dark blue jeans, a orange t-shirt and a black leather jacket. Then he walked into the kitchen, seeing
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SoMa- Running Emotions- chap.3
"Get off me Soul!" She kicked and screamed. Soul only wrapped his hands more tightly around her thin wrists. He stared curiously at Maka as she squirmed under him.
"Maka, you really need to calm down." He said while staring down into her loving green eyes. She closed her eyes as she felt herself become embrassed for blushing but the she opened her eyes again and took in Soul; his messy white hair, his red beautiful eyes and his unbottom shirt which realved his flawless body but his scar that haunted Maka for years.
She just laid there with her mouth opened, her eyes clouded with her tears, she couldn't take fighting her tears anymore. She b
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Soul x Maka part 1
It had been a couple of weeks since the Kishin had been defeated, Maka and the others had
already got back into their normal routine. Shinigami-Sama hadn't made Soul into a death
death scythe because it was only Maka that delt the final blow. Soul had been pretty pissed
about it but he calmed down after a week yet he still seemed to be acting weird.
Maka woke early one morning to the sound of the front door slamming. She jumped up out
of bed, "Soul?" She ran to the door only to find a note stuck to it,
Gone out, don't worry
from Soul.
"Where the hell has he gone at this time!" Maka shouted as Blair hopped onto the side.
"Meow, May
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Aww sooo cute