So, imma try this. I'm gonna write SoMa one-shots based on songs. This one takes place in an alternate universe. Sorry, Kid's kinda OOC. But this ain't about him. Hope you like! Please R&R!

Chapter 1

Tonight, Tonight,

By:Hot Chelle Rae

Soul, Black*Star, and Kid walked into the Gone Club. The music pounded in their ears. The first thing Soul did was order himself a beer. He really needed to just forget tonight.

It had been Black*Star's idea to come here, dragging Kid along with them, as always. The azure-haired man couldn't stand watching his best friend mope around about his stupid cheating whore of a girlfriend, so he brought him here. They had only been there for a few minutes when a blond female approached them.

"Kid?" she asked cautiously. When Kid turned to face her, her face gave way to a grin, "Maka was right. It is you."

Kid squinted at her for a moment, before grinning in return, "Liz? Is that really you?" The chattered away happily for a few minutes, before she said, "Omigosh, you guys have to meet my friends!" With that, the girl disappeared. Black*Star turned to Kid.

"You really know her?"

"Yeah, actually," he turned to Soul, his college roommate, "You remember that one night about a month into freshman, the party What's-his-face threw?" Soul nodded, looking back fondly on the memory. His very first one night stand...

"Well, we somehow ended up together, drunk out of our minds, and all I remember is that we danced, talked, and then we walked to her dorm."

"No way," Black*Star interrupted, "You fucked her?"

"Surprisingly, no," Kid chuckled, "I think we were both too drunk to do something that complicated. Anyways, next thing I know, I wake up, her roommate's just screaming at us, and I booked it. Anyways, after that we hung out a few more times, and that's that."

"Awesome story," Black*Star said sarcastically.

"You asked," Kid shrugged.

"No, I didn't actually."

Soul rolled his eyes. Any conversation between Kid and Black*Star usually ended in catastrophe, and it was his job, being the mutual friend, to fix it. Oh, well. It least it was a good distraction. Thankfully, that's when Liz came back, 3 girls in tow.

One of them, the small, blond, flat-chested one said, "Sorry about that... Kid, is it?" Kid was obviously confused, so Liz elaborated, "My roommate freshman year, Maka."

"Oh," Kid said, "Sorry 'bout that."

Soul looked at her, before chuckling and saying, "You? You managed to drive Kid out of a dorm room?" He laughed again. Maka narrowed her eyes, "And that's funny because..."

"Sorry, you're just kinda," Soul searched for an adjective, "Not intimidating." Suddenly, at lightning speed, Maka whipped a book out of thin air, hitting the albino over the head with it.

"MAKA!" Liz and the tall, Asian friend screeched in unison.

"What the fuck?" Soul exclaimed, "Why in the hell did you do that? 'Cause I called you 'not intimidating'? That's not an insult, dipshit!"Liz managed to rip the book out of Maka's hand before she could erase any more I.Q. Points from the albino's noggin.

"Sorry," Liz said sheepishly, "Maka's a bit hot-headed."

"Well, so's Soul, so there you go," Black*Star stated, which caused Soul to glare at him, before he regained his 'cool' composure. After an awkward silence, the groups eventually went they're separate ways.

Quite an awkward 'how we met' story to tell your friends and family, eh?