Disclaimer: I do not own Soul Eater.


Maka was walking along the park, and saw no one. The sand was a beautiful gold shining along with the sun, and the swings swayed along with the wind. There were two trees on opposite sides of the playground. She smiled as she remembered what happened last week; what she considered the best day of her life.

Flashback

Soul was running down the hallway of the school, trying to catch up to Maka. The hall was filled with people everywhere, and he had to push his way through to get to the girl he loved. People shoved him back, and he was tempted to fight, but he wanted to get to his meister.

"Maka!"

No response. He still ran, and almost tripping. He got a few laughs, but sighed deeply and kept running.

"Maka!"

Her pigtails whirled around with her head, and her eyes met Soul's. He caught up with her, and put his arm on her shoulder, trying to catch his breath. She stared down at him, eyes filled with concern.

"I- finally- caught up with you." He said through huffs. He smiled, looking up at her. Maka smiled back and him.

Her smile is perfect.

He let go of her, and stepped back. She did so too, and clasped her hands together behind her back.

"So Soul, why'd you come to me?"

"I- uh-" He struggled to find the right words, without messing up his confession.

"Hmm?" She leaned back and forth, waiting for an answer. His gaze met hers, and they immediately blushed. Maka looked away, and Soul shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Maka I-"

"Maka!"

The two turned their heads to the right, and saw BlackStar walking up to them. Maka sighed and shook her head.

"Sorry Soul, I gotta go." She pointed her thumb at the blue-haired assassin. "I'm gonna show him I'm better than him at arm wrestling." She grinned. Soul laughed.

"Good luck. BlackStar may be an idiot, but if it's arm wrestling you're challenging him at, you're gonna lose."

"We'll see. Alright, BlackStar! I'm ready!"

"Good. Let's go. Don't keep a big star like me waiting!" BlackStar said, walking out of the school. Maka turned and followed him, but then Soul grabbed her hand.

"Soul...?" She faced him. He kept on staring at her, and refused to back out.

"Maka, I have to tell you something."

"Then go ahead."

"...I -"

"Maka hurry up!" BlackStar yelled. Maka got away from Soul's grasp and jogged off before telling Soul:

"Tell me at home ok? Bye!"

Soul stood there, heart sinking.

I didn't get to tell her...

Later on at Maka & Soul's apartment

Maka walked in through the door, seeing Soul lounging on the couch, flipping through channels. He noticed her, and sat up. He made room for Maka, but she shook her head in response.

"I'm going to make dinner."

"Maka, can you just sit down for a minute?"

It's now or never.

She blinked once, then agreed. She relaxed on the sofa beside Soul and faced him.

"What's up?"

"Maka, I've been trying to tell you this for a long time now...I really like you."

"Uh...what nonsense are you spouting out now, Soul?" She scoffed and turned away, blushing. He saw that tiny hint of red on her, and continued.

"I meant, I really like you, more than friends."

She looked at him.

"Sure, we're best friends."

She's really dense.

"Geez, Maka. You're not making this anymore easier for me." He closed his eyes.

"What are you trying to say?" She began to get impatient. He opened his eyes again, and they were filled with determination.

"Maka, will you go out with me?"

A wave of heat rushed to her cheeks and she couldn't hide it. She began to cry, because she didn't think anyone would like her. Ever. Especially her weapon, who she's always liked in the way friends wouldn't. She hid it for a while, and refused to show any feelings towards him because of her fear of being rejected by him. But here he was, confessing to her.

"Hey, don't cry. Did I say something?"

"...Stupid." She let out a tiny laugh and wiped away her tears of happiness. Soul smirked and leaned in for a hug.

"So, is that a yes?"

"Me calling you stupid...is a yes to you?"

"...In a way."

"Of course." She hugged him tighter, letting more tears flow. "I love you Soul."

"I love you too, Maka. I always have." He let go. "So um, will you make dinner now?"

Normal

Maka laughed at the memory. She walked on the sand of the playground and kicked it for a while, remembering moments of her and Soul. She soon wandered into thoughts of how she managed to like him in the first place. She despised men, but accepted him. He was different. She sat on the swing and looked at the sand. A few seconds later, a shadow covered the brightness. She lifted her head, and saw Soul. He sat down on the swing next to her, and smiled.

"Why are you at a playground?" He asked.

"I should be asking you that." She laughed.

"I came to find you, and for some apparent reason you are here. At a park."

"I just took a walk and some fresh air."

"That's cool." He smirked. "So who won; you or BlackStar?"

Maka sighed in disappointment. Soul knew the answer, and chuckled.

"I told you."

"Don't rub it in." She pouted. He smirked and got off the swing. He walked towards one of the trees. He grabbed a skinny branch with a pointy end, and began carving in the trunk. Maka got off the swing, and saw what he was doing. Once he finished, they both saw the first letter of their names surrounded by a heart.

"I know, it's really lame." He scratched the back of his head, and looked at Maka. She glanced at him, then back at the tree.

"I'll make an exception." She grinned. They both laughed and began playing around the park.


A/N: (Song: 'The Only Exception' by Paramore.)