Today. He had to tell her today, before he lost his nerve. It's been a whole 3 years since he became a Death Scythe, and he still hadn't been able to find the courage to tell his meister that he loved her.
But that would change today.
He had the whole thing planned out, cleaned the apartment, even cooked a delicious smelling dinner. All he needed was for her to come home. She had gone over to Kid's to hang out with Liz and Patty, and Death knew how long it would be til she got back. But still, he would wait for her. He would do anything to make her happy.
Finally, what seemed like hours later, Soul heard the familiar sound of the front door. He slauntered out of his room, laying eyes on the beautiful woman before him. In the past three years Maka had really filled out nicely, developing all the right curves in all the right places. Oh how badly he wanted to touch those curves...
"Soul!" she exclaimed. "You'll never guess what happened today!" She was downright giddy with excitment. For a split second, Soul wondered if she'd lost her mind. He gave her a big smile, showing off his sharp teeth. "Well I won't know til you tell me, Maka." He said calmly, ready to hear about her glorious girl's day. It pleased him that she was always so trusting with him. There was very fews things about Maka Albarn That Soul didn't know.
"It's Kid! He asked me out today, right out of the blue!" She practicly screamed. "Isn't it great? I turn you into a Death Scythe, and get a shinigami!" She had that cute smile on her face the whole time, the same smile that Soul would do anything to see everyday.
His breath caught in his throat. Kid? Really? That bastard just had to go and take her. He was pissed beyond belief, but he refused to let it show, unable to stand the idea of her being upset with him.
"Y-Yeah Maka. That's great. I'm happy for you." He managed to get out in an even voice. He patted her shoulder, flashing her another smile before heading to his room. He knew he couldn't compare to the shinigami, and knew there was no point in embarrasing himself. Maka was happy, and he wasn't going to do anything to ruin her happiness. Even if it meant losing her.