"God! Why?! Why does everything that I do lead to her breaking down or becoming pissed!" I yelled into my pillow

I heard my door click shut and lock. I didn't bother looking at who it was because I already knew it was Maka. She sat in the end of my bed and let out a sigh. I could tell she only came into my room to talk to me. She laid down next to me, propping her head up with one hand, and began playing with my tangled hair. Her presence made me relax a little, but only enough for me to look at her through the hair that covered my eyes, which she moved out of the way.

"Soul," she gently said.

"What do you want Maka? To kill me even more than you already have? I heard you talking to Blair earlier and I know how you feel about me. If you don't feel the same way, just say it to my face. I bet if Bla-"

"I DON'T LIKE BLACK STAR! And if you really did hear mine and Blair's conversation, you would know that I told get how I feel about you," she explained.

My eyes locked with hers in an attempt to try and figure out the meaning behind her words. Did she really feel the same way? Impossible. I knew she always blushed whenever she saw me shirtless or when I did something that I considered extremely uncool, but never really paid any mind to it. So uncool. But, she did acted the same whenever Black Star or Kid did the same thing. So uncool man. So uncool.

We laid there with our eyes locked for a while, neither one of us moving a muscle. I broke it when I rolled over away from her, which lead to her moving back into my field of vision every time I moved. Finally after a long while of trying and failing to avoid looking at her, I slammed my pillow over my face, leaving a hole so I could breathe.

"Soul?" came Maka's voice, sounding more delicate than usual.

"What?" I hostily replied.

"I-I'm sorry I ran when you asked me to be your girlfriend. It's just, my stupid father, if I can even call him that, always seems to find out about everything in my life. And then, there's the whole 'don't date someone unless you're positive you love them' thing my mom drilled into my head when I was little. I'm-I'm afraid that if I were to say yes to you that we'd only drift away from each other if we were to break up, causin our wavelengths to misalign. Thus, causing us to fight, bringing us further and further away from each other. And I just don't think-" she said.

"Maka!" I snapped.

"What?"

"You talk too much. And the longer you go on talking, you start to get all technical an precise and shit, and then I space out," I explained.

"Oh, sorry."

"It's kinda cute, actually."

She froze, her eyes wide with shock. Her breathing even seemed to disapear for a moment. I couldn't help that I was being honest with her.

"Does Scythe Boy want to play with Blair-chan?" came Blair's voice from the other side of the door.

"Go away Blair! I'm not in the mood, I'm trying to talk to Maka about earlier!" I yelled.

She sighed, "Okay. Blair-chan will go okay by herself."

I heard het humming as she walked away when I was positive she was out of ear shot, I switched my attention back to Maka, who was busy playig with her hair. I had nothing against Blair wanting to hang out, but my meister comes first before everyone else.

"Hey, Soul?" asked Maka, just barely above a whisper.

"Eh?" I replied.

"Do you think it would work between us?" she asked, nit looking up at me.

"Oh yeah. A cool guy like me dating a cool girl like you? Hell yeah."

"Then I guess I will."

My heart stopped an my eyes widened. Did she just say yes to going out with me? Fuck yeah! Maka glanced up at me for a moment and continued fiddling with her hair. She was beautiful in every way possible. And she was perfect...more perfect than anything in the world.

"Maka," I said as I leaned closer to her.

"Yes, Soul?" she answered, looking up at me with her big green eyes.

"Do me a favor, don't ever run from me when ever I ask you a question of any kind, okay?"

"Yes, Soul."

I kissed her, but not with our normal little friendly one. This one was full of passion and love and nothing less. She kissed me back, wrapping her arms around my neck and tangling her fingers in my messy hair. I never thought I would be the one who would actually be dating her. She always goofed around with Kid and Black Star, but always protected me when ever we went out on a mission even though she knew I was suposed to be the one protecting her. Damn, girls are compicated.