After our first encounter with a Kishin, Soul couldn't stop talking about how delicious a Kishin soul tasted. All I could do was smile and agree with him.

"Soul?" I asked.

"Eh, Maka?" He replied.

"Umm, what was it that you were gonna say when we were fighting that Kishin? Ya know, before I cut you off," I shyly said, choosing my words carefully.

"Oh, it's nothing. Don't worry about it."

I started to whine and complain and even said I'd Maka Chop him if he didn't tell me what it was he was going to say. Eventually I started to fake cry and got Souls attention. He wasn't the kind of guy who would leave a girl crying her eyes out without a shoulder to cry on.

"Oi, Maka. If it really matters to you that much, I'll tell you what I was about to say," he sighed as he stroked my hair.

I smiled into his shirt, but didn't allow the fake tears to stop flowing until he started talking.

He let out a long sigh and then began, "So, what I was about to say before you cut me off was that since the first day of school when I saw you, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you after that stunt you pulled in class. You left a mark on my mind that told me that you would be the best partner for me. I..." His voice trailed off causing me to look up at him with puppy dog eyes, urging him to finish what he was saying.

"Soul, you can tell me anything you know. I've never told a secret in my life, Black Star could tell you that," I said as I toyed with a section of his milky white hair.

"Ugh, fine. But promise me you won't cause me any pain when I finish. Okay?"

"Yep! Pinky promise."

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"Sorry I didn't catch that. "

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"Soul speak up, I can't make out what you're saying."

"I fell in love with you. There I said it. Happy now?"

I looked at him in shock as my mind processed what he had just said. And then suddenly all the pieces started to fit together. Him kissing me when we first became partners, calling me his Maka, him hugging me when I started to cry, and the smirk that always appeared on his face after he had spoke to Black Star. It was all starting to make sense.

"S-Soul," I said, almost tripping over my words, " you...you like me?"

He nodded his head with his eyes shut, too embarrassed to look me in the eyes.

"Well, since we're telling secrets, I'll tell you one that I haven't told anyone yet," I took in a long breath and let it out slowly and continued, "I fell in love with you when we first spoke. And haven't been able to sleep because I didn't want to tell anyone about how I felt about you because I feared that it would spread around school and start rumors about us," I half whispered with my forehead resting against his chest.

I couldn't believe myself. I had fallen for Soul and had said that I would never date him because he was my weapon. But now, my heart was pounding and my cheeks were red as I looked at my weapon. His eyes were still closed and his breathing seemed to have evened out a little bit, but his usual crooked smile that showed his sharp teeth was replaced with a smirk that didn't allow for his teeth to be seen.

I stood on my toes and moved his hair out of his face before I kissed his cheek. His eyes opened Instantly, all sorts of emotions filling them. I moved back a step so that he would have room to breathe and wind down. My eyes kept going to his as I watched him trying to figure out what has just happened and what had brought me to do such a thing.

"Y'know, Soul," I said, breaking the silence that was starting to feel really long and awkward, "I...I don't know how to word it, but I never had gotten that kind of idea in my head until just now. I've never had a boyfriend in my life because my father always scares every guy I know into not dating me. And I d-"

"Maka, stop talking. It gets annoying, due to the fact that I don't understand half of the shit you say and because I always get lost in your eyes. But if I had to say one thing that not many guys apparently have the guts to say, it would be that I don't give a shit about what your father says because I've met that kind of father many times in the past. And trust me, it freaked me out at first, but I eventually ignored it," Soul said without looking away from me, "and don't hate me when I do this."

"Do-"

I was cut off as he kissed me again, longer than he did the first time. I wanted to shove him off, but my arms wouldn't move how I wanted them to. Instead I found my arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to me. As he began to deepen the kiss, I felt his hand slide down my back to my ass and then up my arm to my face. He eventually started to trace my body with his hands, getting a feel for where he got the most reaction from. Once his hands were near my chest I broke the kiss and gently pushed his hands down away from my boobs. I didn't want him thinking that he could just freely feel me up without me putting a restriction on where his hands could go.

"So, he said with curiosity laced in his voice, "does this mean that we're a thing now?"

"No. And we are to keep this a secret. And if I find out that you said something because you lack the ability to hold your tongue, I will personally see that I find a different partner who will not tell the whole damn world my secrets. Got it?" I said as I tried to keep a level head.

"Yeah, got it. Whatever you say."

"Good. Now what do we have planned for the rest of the day?"

"Umm nothing."

"Okay, then I'll be in my room and you will not bug me unless you really need to."

"Cool. Later."

"Bye."

I sat on my bed fiddling with my skirt and thinking over the day's events.

God Maka, what has gotten to you! This is not what was supposed to happen at all. Yeah, Soul is attractive and smells amazing, but that's no reason to fall for him. C'mon, you don't even really know the guy that well and you've already confessed that you like him and have already made out with him. Get your shit together and focus on making him into a death scythe, I thought to myself.

When I was getting ready for bed that night, I decided I needed to smooth things out with Soul, after all I had been a bit harsh with him after he kissed me. But my legs didn't want to go to him. Instead they lead me to my bed where I stared at the ceiling until a quiet knock on the door snapped me back into reality.

"What do you want Soul?" I asked trying to sound as sleepy as possible in hopes of making him leaves.

"I just need to talk to you about earlier...about what I did when I was kissing you," he answered.

"Fine. Make it quick because I'm tired," I lied.

He opened the door and walked over and sat at the end of my bed. He had sweat around his hairline that I assumed was from him working up the courage to come talk to me.

"About earlier, I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself. I just had a sudden rush of adrenaline run through my body and my hands acted on their own. I'm used to kissing a girl like I kissed you when I'm horny and a little drunk, not when she's just confessed her feelings to me. I really am sorry, Maka," he explained as he stroked the quilt on the bed.

I let out a sigh, "Soul, it's fine. Just don't do that ever again. And if you do, I cannot promise you that I will keep you as my partner or that I won't start ignoring you."

"I understand."

"Okay, then good night and I'll see you in the morning."

"Yeah, good night."

As he walked out of my room I caught him steal one last look at me before he closed the door behind him and went to his room.

"Ugh, why did I have to end up with possibly the most attractive guy in the entire academy as my partner?" I asked myself as I drifted off into a dreamless sleep.