So, this is my first fic ever, please be nice and R&R. :D
I own NOTHING! That said, let's continue with the story!
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Soul watched as Maka grumpily climbed on the motorcycle. He accommodated himself a little so his mesiter could get a better space behind him.
He eyed her suspiciously. "Maka, you ok?"
"Yes."
Since the last few weeks he had been felling a little different around his meister, like everything was… strange and fuzzy, and it didn't help that today Maka was in a rather bad mood since morning. That was so uncool.
He started driving, letting the school behind and on their way to their home. Everything was good until the arms of her moody friend found their ways on the red-eyed's waist.
A sudden blush spread on his face as he tried to concentrate on getting them home and not crashing against one wall. He gulped while thinking 'What's happening to me? This is not cool,' He then smacked himself mentally and continued 'Maybe she just wants to grab onto something…'
Maka was very quiet all the way, so the Demon Scythe had time to compose himself a little when they arrived at their destination.
"We're here," said awkwardly Soul. He wasn't blushing anymore, but was still uncomfortable, also felt very warm inside for some reason.
The ash-blonde girl hopped back from the vehicle as if nothing, and started walking. Soul finished securing his motorcycle and followed her swiftly, even managing to get past her so she couldn't see the troubled look on his face.
When the duo was in front of the door of their shared apartment; the sun was already on the horizon when Maka touched Soul's shoulder, bringing his attention to her. What the albino saw as he turned back were the adorable emerald-like eyes of the girl.
He got lost in her precious sea of immaculate green color… that was when he noticed what the feeling he had on his chest was: it was love. He had got madly in love with his cool, courageous, lovely, tomboyish, bookworm-like and beautiful meister.
That sudden realization confused him a lot, only to be abruptly woken up from his slumber as he felt a slight warm pressure against his lips.
Soul was taken a back a little by the surprise for some seconds, until he returned the kiss fiercely. Was that really happening to him? Was the girl of his dreams kissing him? He couldn't believe if it was really happening or not.
As that thought came across his mind, he felt a slight fear of losing her meister, so he warped his arms around the frail body of the pig-tailed girl, securing her against his chest as he deepened the kiss.
"Soul…" whispered the girl between breaths as the two separated to get some air, only to start kissing again seconds after.
They shared their lovely feelings against each other with every new kiss they shared. It may have passed minutes, maybe even hours. Soul didn't care. He was so blissfully happy at the moment.
So complete that when his girl separated from his grip he felt cold and thorn. He looked at her love only to find her clinging at his arm.
"I know this may sound very sudden to you, Soul, but I love you," whispered Maka slightly closing her eyes. Leaning a little more against the Demon Scythe's arm.
Soul grin a toothy grin as he took the keys to open their apartment's door and sweetly replied "I love you too."
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Yay! It's finally done! I hope you all liked it. :)