"Nee soul, did you study?" "Haa? Why should I study for a test?" "Because it's important Soul." "Meh, I don't see the importance."
Daily routine, daily conversations, it never changes. It never bothered them and they don't plan to modify it either. Welcome to the wonders of Soul Eater and Maka Albarn. Haha… Not that they have anything special to say or to show, except that soul plays magnificently the piano, although his style is quite unique from other pianist. You guess that it is what makes it special "Ah, Soul. Do you have any hidden talents? Like uh… I know, Dancing!" "You're asking for the impossible Maka! Dancing, are you serious?" "Well, we never know! Hehe!" Dancing, it did interest him from time to time, but it never completely invaded his heart, he just didn't show… How do you say this… Passion for it. "Um… Dancing is interesting in some way but meh." Maka sounds desperate "Soul, please don't leave me hanging. Come on! Tell me! OH! Now that I think about it, you play the piano right?" "Ah, sort of." Sort of, Maka never believed those two words. It's true that his songs were weird, but she thought that it represented their own beauty. Everyone have their own style, right? Maka shakes her head and points Soul "Soul! Your playing is none I have heard before! It's a 'jamais-vu'!" SCHREEECK! A lound sound was heard. It wasn't a normal crash. It was demon. "Maka. Lets go." "Right."
They run outside and both of them prepare themselves for battle. Soul lowers a bit his back and spread his legs a bit. Maka stretches her arm in order to receive Soul. The enemy appears before them. Time stops now. Soul has turned into a weapon. "You who dares traverse onto these wonders and possesses a curse within death, prepare yourself for all eternity for your grave in hands of darkness! Perish!" Maka swings Soul all around above her head and finally takes grasp in front of her. The enemy ignores her presence and runs immediately for her soul. She dodges, jumps onto a wall and strikes into his back. Finally coming in ground, she runs and shouts "Soul! Now!" To the end, they chopped his head of leaving its soul behind who soon perished away. "Ha… Nee, Soul? You ok?" "Huh? Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" Maka looks into the ground and closes her eyes "You didn't speak during the fight. It was weird, you know?" She looks back at Soul with a smile "I thought you might have lost interest in the fighting for a moment!" Soul stares at her for a moment. There was nothing wrong. Everything was going very well actually. However, it's just… Meh, he can't even explain it to himself "Naa, I was just surprised on how you were going all cool there." She blushes as an answer "O-oh uh.. thanks."
They walked back home, quietly. Remember, it was their daily routine, but not their daily silence. Maka was used at Soul complaining about his coolness , about things that annoys him and… Just him. "Oh Soul! I heard that there will be a new program at our Shibusen!" She wanted to start a conversation badly. She doesn't tolerate silence between them. "Eh really?" "Yeah!" She walks backwards in front of him "They are going to train us with ordinary weapons like uh… Swords? Something like that but it's really cool!" "But isn't it their goal to actually train us to match our wavelength and to be able to coordinate our movements, to be able to fight together as a team? Meister and weapon?" Maka remained silent on how it actually came out of his mouth. His mouth. Those words. He never says 'coordination'. Gah, it's scaring her. "Well, it is but we have to be able to fight on our own too. We can't always depend on our weapon or on our meister." "Haaaa… Ok, Maka, I'm not cool with fighting on my own. Actually, I'm worse than a flee who can actually dodge our big smackers, buah."Maka starts laughing hard at Soul's statement (Well, you have to admit it, it was a bit funny :P) "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! SOUL! OH MY GOD AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Maka's laugh became contagious, Soul followed her "but it's true!" She gives him a pat on the back "Soul, I never saw you fight on your own!" "That's exactly what I'm saying baka." "Hehe!"
Those moments were precious, and still are. Every word, every smile, they cherished it. They wouldn't want anything more, anything less. Everything was beautiful. Beautiful… "Nee, Soul." "Hm?" "I know that it sounds a bit deep… But what is your biggest fear in life?" Hey, the sky is beautiful, just like the stars and clouds… His fear… Yes, that was it… "No food." Maka laughs off again. Soul can be a comedian sometimes when he wants to "Hahahaha! No but Soul, seriously, answer my question. "Hm… My biggest fear…" "Yeah like… um… I don't know, death?" "Naaa or else I wouldn't be your weapon. Remember, I would die for you and for the ones I cherish the most… So that wouldn't work." He was right… At first impression, you think he's a low-life, a person with no heart, or just a person who doesn't care about anything but with all honesty, he has a heart of gold. Actually, too much heart… Unconditional love. "Soul… Are you hiding your fear?" "No not really. I'm just not ready to say it."
"SSSSOOOUUUULLLLLL!" Argh, and the so called famous 'God' is here "I GOT A ZERO ON THIS EXAM! ONLY A GOD CAN DO THIS!" " Oh lord black star! How can you even be proud about it!" "AS IF YOU GOT BETTER!" "93 baka." Clashed Maka. She turns towards Soul "Ah Soul, how much-" "98"
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No one talked about that moment.
'Mama! Look at those trees! Look at the sky, the cloud, the wind, the flowers and river! Mother, it's heaven!..'