Soul sat looking at the assignment they had just been given. It was an essay. He hated essays. He glanced over Maka's shoulder. She had a page and a half. He had three sentences. 'Oh well' he thought to himself, 'I'll just get her to help me later.' He hunched over his work and pretended to work, but he wasn't working. He was thinking about all him and Maka had been through together. They had been together through good and through bad, thick and thin. Since the beginning.

*Flashback*

11 year old Soul sat at the sleek black grand piano, playing softly. He wore a blood red shirt with a midnight black tie, over which he had a black pin stripe suit. The piano bore golden candlesticks each baring three candles. They gave off a faint glow in to the otherwise pitch dark room. Soul heard the creak of the door opening and closing behind him, and he spun around. Standing before him was a young girl about the same age as him. She had blonde hair, pulled back in to tight pig tails her bangs coming to her forehead just above her eyebrows, and sparkling green eyes. She wore a crisp white shirt with a faded green and white tie. Her mini skirt was red and black plaid, and her trench coat came to her ankles. On her feet were black combat boots. She was pretty. Not drop-dead gorgeous, not beautiful, simply pretty the kind of pretty that makes you wonder if she has secrets and if she'll tell you them. After taking all this in he, without a word offered her his hand to sit down with him. She accepted and sat next to him. He began to play. The song was slow and smooth flowing softly at first, but then it began to speed up. Changing in to a louder, boulder song, almost as if it was arrogant. As it came to a close in became softer and quite again, calming down. Soul finished playing and looked at her.

"This is who I am." He said with a grin, and at that moment, without even knowing her name, he knew she, this mystery girl, would be his mister.

*Flashback ends*

The bell snapped Soul from his flashback. He began to put his things a way in to his desk. He looked over at Maka. Not much had changed over the past five year.

'Wait' he thinks "hey Maka, what's today?" he asked his mister and partner.

She grinned and thought for a second "I think it's the 15 of October, why?" at her smile he couldn't help but think about how beautiful she was. 'She is amazing' he thought but quickly shook the thought from his head.

"No reason. Now let's get this extra lesson over with I want to get to the library to get this stupid essay done, before diner." He said as he left the room.

*after extra lesson*

Maka and Soul headed down to the library to finish their reports. When they got there the library looked the same as always. Candles from the walls, bookcases lining every wall in a two floor room, and tables scattered throughout.

"I-um…got to go and get something. I'll be right back." He said. He quickly left school and hopped on his motorcycle hurrying down town. When he got to where he was going he rushed in and walked up the clerk.

"You got it?" Soul asked.

"You know I do." The clerk said smiling. He when in to the back and brought out a small black box, he opened the box and showed Soul the contents.

"That's excitedly what I wanted." Soul said. He paid the clerk and quickly left. Getting back on to his motorcycle he hurried back to the school. When he got there Maka was sitting in the same seat a different book on the table. He (with Maka's help) wrote his essay. 3 pages of complete boring and he hated it. Afterwards Maka read it and corrected the grammar mistakes. She smiled as she put his paper down.

"Nicely done," she grinned "only 12 mistakes out of three pages. You're getting better."

"Thank you." He smiled. 'My god she's beautiful' he thought to himself. This time he let the thought stay. 'Give it to her.' Something said to him. As if she had read his mind she asked him, "Soul, Do you remember what today is?" he grinned.

"Yes I do." He said giving her a toothy grin.

"And what is today?" she asked not even looking up from her book.

"It's our… do you call us being partners for five years an anniversary?" before she could answer he responded "sure we could call it that. It's our two year anniversary and I got you something." He sat the box down in her hands and got up to leave. Before he got far he heard her say "oh my dear god!" she chased after him and tackled him. She sat up on the floor right next to him and they just sat there for a moment, her examining every part of it and him watching in amusement.

In the box sat a silver chine with a scythe charm attached. The scythe blade was jagged red and black. Where the blade and handle connected there was an eye half open. It looked exactly like Soul in weapon form, everything from the blade to the horizontal zigzag pattern below the eye, to the half open sleepiness of the eye.

"Will you-I um mean…Will you maybe be put it on me?" Maka said shyly.

"Um…sure." They both stood up and soul pulled the necklace out of the box. He stood in front of her and clipped it around her neck. They linked eyes and both began to lean in. before they knew what happened there lips touched. Such a simple touch and yet it set off fireworks for both of them. It was like instant magic.
"I…um- I just." Soul tried to explain.

"I love you, Soul." Maka said shortly.

Soul wrapped his arms around her waist and she encircled her arms around his neck and he nuzzled his face in her neck.

"I love you, too, Maka." Soul said.