The Girl With the Voice

Maka's POV
I secured my headset and laughed as my pigtails poked through.

Tonight was the night where I finally break out of my stage fright and show the world what I can do!

I stepped onto the stage as the spotlight hit my face and then, I woke up.

My alarm blared in my small apartment.

Another day.

I pulled on some jeans and a nice blouse before clipping my ID card to my jean's pocket.

I drove to the record label studio, Soul Records, that I work for.

It seems to me that they've really gone downhill. They're starting to cover up the artist's voices with fake ones and only producing songs that have no message.

I exhaled as I parked and got out of my car. I checked the time on my phone.

"CRUD!!!!!" I screamed as I realized that I was late.

I raced into the building and slid into my desk area while pulling up my work load for the day.

"Alright everybody gather around!"

Great another artist getting signed to this label.

"Another artist is being signed to our label! He calls himself "Soul Eater". His songs aren't exactly what we're looking for, but I bet we can whip him into shape like the others."

I cringed at my superior. He looked excited to gain a new form of profits, but what made me disgusted was that he looked even more excited to break the artist.

"Maka. Please go set up our new recording studio so we can start recording some demos." He asked.

I nodded and rushed off to studio M. I turned on the lights and all of the equipment. It took less time then I had really expected so I fooled around a bit by myself.

I slipped the headphones over my ears as I dimmed the lights. The track that I had turned on before blasted into my ears. I prepared myself for the lyrics:

Am I just a fool?
Blind and stupid for loving you.
Am I just a silly girl?
So young and naïve to think you were
The one who came to take claim of this heart
Cold heart of shame you remain just afraid in the dark

And now the people
The people are talking, the people are saying that you have been playing my heart like a grand piano
The people are talking, the people are saying that you have been playing my heart like a grand piano
So play on
Play on
Play on
So play on
Play on
Pla-

I was cut off by clapping hands that could be seen in the sound booth on the other side of the mic. Luckily, the shadows covered myself so that I wasn't seen.

The person flipped the switch and spoke into my headphones.

"Wow. You're really amazing!" He exclaimed.

I blushed and looked down at the floor.

"Um. Thanks." I said shyly.

He chuckled, "my name's Soul, Soul Eater."

I gasped and he laughed this time.

"I'm guessing you've heard of me."

"W-well yes. I love your music and I'm super happy that you're here, but you should know that this label isn't for you."

He seemed taken aback by this and then asked,"What's your name?"

"I'm-I'm, um, Emerald Shadow." I replied hastily.

He raised and eyebrow. I studied him for a bit. His white, spiky hair was swept out of his maroon eyes by a black headband and he wore a black over shirt with an orange tank top.

"Well then Emerald Shadow, why are you singing in the dark?"

I stayed silent and chewed on my lower lip.

"I guess that I'm going to have to go in and see your face."

I panicked and ripped off the earphones as he opened the door. I ran out of the back exit before he could see. I sighed a breath of relief.

Soul's POV
I've heard the most amazing voice.

The problem is, she ran out on me before I could talk to her.

Emerald Shadow...

I need to find this girl with the voice. What was she saying about this label? It seems ok.

I met with the demo guy and got to work, but my mind never strayed from that girl.

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Several months had passed and still no sign of her. It drove me crazy and my heart ached to hear her sing again. The next time our paths cross, I will not waste my opportunity.

The label was trying to change everything about me. From my sound, to my songs, and even to my look! I yelped as the brown contact lens was pressed to my eye.

The crowd was cheering my name as I raced on stage. The concert was a blast, but I felt drained by the end.

I stepped into the limousine to meet with the label about a new song. I know it's late but I could still drop in to see how things are going.

We arrived and I hopped out of the car and slowly jogged inside. The manager of the interns, and some of the staff, was droning on and on about something stupid or unnecessary so I snuck by without him knowing as I ripped the contact lenses from my eyes.

I began to run faster and looked over my shoulder to make sure the manager hadn't noticed. When I looked forwards, I ran into a small figure. We fell to the ground and when I looked up to apologize, I gazed into the most amazing green eyes that I've ever seen.

She blinked for a moment before composing herself. She scrambled to pick up the papers that had gone flying after our collision. I rubbed the back of my head but kept my eyes locked on hers, "Hey, I'm really sorry!"

"Don't worry about it! Please excuse me, I have to go set up studio M for an artist recording today." She smiled.

Wait! Studio M!!!!

"Mind if I come with you?" I asked.

She pondered the question before answering,"Sure, just, don't let anyone see you."

I gave her my toothy smile and followed her down the hall.

I helped her set up and asked for her name.

Maka

I savored the sound of it. We talked for what seemed like forever,which I strangely liked, with the scheduled artist no where in sight. By this time, they would have been hours late.

I wonder what must've caused their absence?

A thought dawned on me, "Do you know who Emerald Shadow is?"

She gasped slightly and looked at her folded hands, "Well I don't know I-what I meant to say was-yes a bit."

My eyes went wide as I placed my hands on her shoulders,"Can you tell me where to find her? I heard her sing a while back and I think, even though I've never seen her or know her, that I've somehow fallen for her.

She blushed a deep red and dimmed the recording room while leaving the sound booth illuminated.

"I'll go get her. Stay here."

She's in this building?!?

I waited quietly before a small shadow of a figure walked in and placed the headphones over her ears.

Maka's POV

I gave him the thumbs up to play my track and waited for the piano tune to play.

I poured my heart and soul into this performance because even though that moment that happened so long ago between him and I, I couldn't help but fall for him either.

The track ended and I stepped away from the mic. I was preparing myself to leave before he burst into the room and engulfed me in an embrace.

I melted into his arms and he whispered, "It's you, Maka."

I blushed. He gave me a slight peck on the forehead, causing me to blush even more.

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It's been a while now, and Soul and I have dropped Soul Records and started our own together.

I secured my headset and laughed at my pigtails poking through.

Tonight was the night where I finally break out of my stage fright and show the world what I can do!

I stepped on the stage and the spotlight hit my face and I began to sing while being joined by my boyfriend Soul.

I pinched myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

Nope. I'm still awake.
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Thank you for all of the votes and support. I would also like to thank animeismasoul for this amazing idea! I'm happy to write more one-shots for others so if you have any, let me know! Also, the song that Maka sings towards the beginning is called Grand Piano, sung by Niki Minaj. If you've never heard it, you should listen because it's amazing.

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